And state, Yanmen, Wu'an County.

The guards stationed here are covered in blood, leading the remaining soldiers and horses under their command, making the last resistance.

He was carrying a long knife, he had just experienced a bloody battle, and there was still a smell of smoke on his armor.

"These damn Hun dogs!"

The guard's mouth was invective.

Because at this moment, he had no other way to express the anger in his heart except for abuse.

But in any case, his attitude is very firm, and there seems to be a raging fire burning in his eyes.

After all, as a Han general guarding the pass, if he is willing to surrender, he will not wait until this time. By the time the Hun soldiers captured the first wall, they had already surrendered.

This is different from the princes' struggle, the princes compete for hegemony, all for territory and resources.

Even if they were at odds with each other, they had never risen to this height.

Because the princes are competing with each other, there is always room between them, and they are divided and combined, sometimes good and sometimes bad.

But the Xiongnu are different, once this slogan is revealed, it means that there is no room for negotiation with the Han army, and they will not die.

Turning his head, he glanced slightly. Now in this Wu'an County, all the soldiers of the Han army are wearing armor and waiting for the day.

Although, these soldiers, there are also many fears.

The guard looked at the soldiers around him with a look of fear on his face, his heart was full of blood, and there was an expression of hatred on his face.

But this is also a matter of no choice, at this moment, the entire army of the state is mixed, and many of them are recruits.

These recruits are different from the elite of the old army, and it is difficult for them to serve to the death.

Don't look at him giving a death order, he can't hold out, waiting for reinforcements.

Where are the decent reinforcements in the state now? The state is short of troops, and most of it is still a new army.

All the elites were mobilized by Zhang Yang and bet on the border against Lu Bu, on the front line of the party and Leping.

The current Wu'an is already a lone army, and I am afraid that the day of breaking the city will be soon.

...

"The situation in this world is changing. Thirty years ago, who would have thought that I would be able to get to where I am today?

When the Han Dynasty was in turmoil, I was only a hundred soldiers and horses. In front of me were the mighty figures, and I could only hide in the back, watching them appear on the stage from afar. ”

Outside the city of Wu'an, the big leader of the Huns, standing with his hands in his hands, sighed gloomily.

His head was cut short with a knife and tied directly behind his head, looking quaint and savage, and his angular face was covered with scars.

It was the mark left by the frost of the savannah, the wolf skin draped diagonally over his shoulders was a symbol of the warrior of the steppe, and the gold ring hanging from his left ear marked his noble origin.

The Huns are still left, the left is precious, and non-big nobles can not decorate gold, although there are many riders around the roaring back and forth, but people can still see at a glance that he is the core of here, the temperament of the superior is that the tattered clothes on the body can not cover the slightest.

"Feng Shui takes turns! Before me, I could only fear your strength..."

There was a slight glint of remembrance in his eyes.

It was the last hustle and bustle of the Han Empire before it slipped into the abyss, and the leader of the Xiongnu at that time was like an insignificant passerby.

"But now, it's different!" He lowered his head, and his eyes were full of blood, full of aggression, like a wolf.

The world is changing, and a few decades ago, who would have thought that the Han army, which dominated the world, and the suppressed Xiongnu, would now fall into such a situation today?

However, think about it, isn't the history of their Huns the same?

Time flies, the years are ruthless, the once powerful Xiongnu Dynasty has been divided into two, and countless powerful tribes that once dominated for a time have also been wiped out in the long river of history.

With his hands behind his back, he looked at Wu'an County, which was guarded by the Han army in the distance, as if he saw the end of an era.

It made him very excited; The meaning of the prairie man's life is to ride the fastest horse, use the best sword, rob the most beautiful woman, and defeat the most powerful enemy!

For the poor steppe people, capturing the city of the Han people in front of them is definitely an astronomical amount of wealth, which is enough for countless warriors to throw their heads and spill their blood.

Anyway, in this place, in this world, the most worthless thing is human life.

On weekdays, for the sake of an iron pot and a belt of salt, they can draw their swords against each other, not to mention that they are now facing the interests of a city, a county, and even a state?

"Warriors of the steppe, a huge fat sheep has appeared in front of you, let us pounce on it like wolves and enjoy the fattest flesh and blood!" The leader waved his hand and shouted.

They Huns have no military books and war strategies, because they don't have their own national script at all, and their ability to fight comes from life and nature, because they have the best tactical instructor --- wolf.

With the shaking of the black big silk, the Huns under the city began the second siege, the horses' hooves were clanging, the arrows were raining down, in the bursts of shouting and killing, a large number of Hun soldiers once again held their shields and rushed to the north gate, some particularly strong Hun soldiers even with scimitars in their mouths, climbed up with their hands on the cracks in the side wall......

A second round of fighting began, with stones, torn beams, burning liquor, and even the bodies of the war dead falling like a raging storm.

The clashing of weapons, the howls of fighting, the dull sound of knives slashing into the human body, and more often than not, the screams of people before they die......

Countless bloods stained the ground beneath their feet, both the enemy's and their own......

Half an hour later, the Huns, who were heavily wounded, were once again beaten back, and the dead bodies on the city wall, between the battlements, and under the city gate were piled up everywhere like straw, and the stumps and broken arms could be seen everywhere, and the blood flowing out of some of the thick places of the corpses had gathered into a stream,......

Shocking and tragic, the cruelty of this group of soldiers on both sides who have been fighting crazy is terrifying.

In their eyes, life is simply an ant that can be trampled on at will.

...

"Whew, these damn Hun dogs!"

With a soft shout, the guard sat down on the ground with difficulty, still holding the ring-headed knife in his hand, and sat under the 'Chinese character' military flag.

He was badly wounded in the abdomen, and the Huns' scimitars opened the gap, and although the wound was tightly wrapped with a white cloth, the blood kept pouring out.

With a grin, from the rear supply place, he brazenly lifted a jar of liquor that was ready to be filled with fire, and raised his head to pour it wildly.

The liquor entered his throat like a knife cutting through fire, but it was also very sweet, but more wine flowed out along the huge wound and blood on his body......

The rest of the people who defended the city also drank the wine of their hometown for the last time at this time, and the wine flowed down their cheeks, taking away pieces of blood...... And tears......

After all, if they attack again, they may not be able to resist it!

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