Hugh Tu Wang Gui is one of the eight kings of the Huns in the grassland, and he is really brave. In the heart of the empty eyes, there is a great ambition. He became a brother with the evil king, trusted each other's confidants, and claimed to be a friend of the neck.

Although the two of them have a good relationship, this person is scheming, far surpassing the evil king. For a long time, in the joint forces of the two sides, he was the main decider of all major matters.

In the law of wolves on the prairie, the fittest survive. And the Huns, who use wolves as totems, behave in the same way as wolves. As long as you have great power in your hands, you are the master of this grassland.

More than 100,000 male soldiers are in the hands of King Hutu, which is enough to be proud of half of the grassland. Even the countries of the Western Regions were more in awe of him than they were in awe of Shan Yu Khan.

This time the troops, although it was to honor the order of Shan Yu Yi Zhixi, but secretly, King Hutu and King Hun had a detailed plan. For them, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to expand their power and integrate the vast territory between the Western Regions and the grasslands.

With great ambition, the two kings led a total of 1340,000 troops out of the grassland and acted separately. The reason why I pulled out all my family resources was to complete a big goal for more than a year. That is, to bring together these countries from the Great Han Yumen Pass in the east, to the Tianshan Mountains in the west, and to the southwest and south, and in this vast place, they will be the real kings!

As for the relationship between him and Shan Yuyi after completing this big goal, whether to fight or replace him, it will depend on the mood of the two of them.

However, the ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny!

At this moment, King Xiu Tu was immediately separated from the Xiqiang King City by a moat, looking at the closed city gate, the flames and thick smoke covered the entire sky. His hand gripped the horse's reins tightly, and his heart sank incessantly.

Most of his warriors have entered the city, and now they are all trapped in the city. Although you can't see the situation inside through the city wall, you can only hear those miserable howls, and you can imagine what kind of tragedy the warriors who used to cross the grassland and bend their bows on the prancing horses and bows are experiencing at this moment.

The Hun cavalry outside the city gate was smashing with knives and hammers, trying to open a passage through the city gate that had been sealed so that the people inside could come out. But no matter how hard they tried to cut their swords, it would be of no avail. The whole boulder, like a mountain rock, did not move.

Even though there were nearly 30,000 Hun cavalry outside the city, there was no way to rescue the people in the city in this short period of time. Many of the Huns were overwhelmed by this sudden turn of events, and the sky-high fire, even outside the city, felt the scorching heat swept by the wind.

All the Hun cavalry had already been in disarray, crowded in this place outside the city, watching the fire in the city in horror, anxiously waiting for the latest order of King Hugh Tu.

King Hugh Tu looked up, his eyes already blood-red. The Han troops at the head of the city stopped shooting arrows, and they drew their swords and surrounded the tower, matching some of the Hun cavalry who were lucky not to be burned and killed at the head of the city. In the smoke and fire, from time to time people died, and from time to time people fell from the city walls.

Wang Lie, the captain of the Red Fire Military Academy, brandished a Han sword, guarded under the Han banner flying high, and killed all the Huns who rushed to him one by one. Covered in blood, he still didn't take half a step back.

This flag, and the rising flame, is a signal. They will lead the Red Fire in their final assault. Before they saw the red-robed army coming, they had to defend this banner firmly. It's a symbol, but it's also a belief.

One hundred Han army warriors, the number is getting smaller and smaller. In the battle of blood and fire, they gradually died. Life withered, generosity and tragedy!

Thick smoke billowed out, the scene in the city was basically unclear, and the power of the black oil burning completely was incomparable. About 30,000 or 40,000 Hun cavalry were enclosed in this dead city, and even if they were not burned to death, they would be choked to death by smoke.

There were not many Hun cavalry who could kill the head of the city, and even the last struggle was finally killed by all the Han warriors. The Han military flag was still flying in the air, hunting, proudly looking at the land and sky. Around it, a dozen Han soldiers gathered who had not yet died, holding their broken swords, blood-stained robes, and still standing unyieldingly against the backdrop of smoke and fire.

This scene was clearly seen by the Huns outside the city. There was a bit of a dull expression, as if time had passed for a long time. Actually, it's just a quarter of an hour or more.

"What are you doing stupidly? Shoot them with arrows! These damn Han Chinese ......! ”

King Hugh slaughtered the steel on the verge of crushing his steel teeth. The city walls and gates could not be opened, and the people trapped in the city seemed to be completely helpless from such a large fire. The only thing he can do now seems to be to kill these Han soldiers to vent his anger.

Thousands of Hun cavalry, as angry as their king, drew their bows and arrows and began to shoot at the city. Almost as soon as they let go of their bowstrings, the sound of war drums rang out from far and near. It was accompanied by the shouts of battle and the thunder of iron hooves trampling the ground.

Some of the Hun cavalry outside the city did not notice the abnormality, while some of them were a little farther away, and they looked back vigilantly at the first time. I saw that in the two positions on the left and right behind their sides, there were Han army flags began to appear, and then there was a forest of swords flashing with cold light, and in a buzzing sound, countless crossbow arrows began to shoot at the head, and the main force of the Han cavalry, which had not been seen, finally appeared.

The Hun cavalry was in chaos, they had already been frightened by the fire that was burning in the city, and when they were depressed, the opponent's elite cavalry launched an attack at this time.

Everyone knows that in many cases, the two armies have a decisive chance against each other because of high morale. And now, how can the demoralized Huns be able to defeat the Red Fire Army, which has been waiting for a long time!

Even if the Hun cavalry wanted to respond to the battle in a hurry, how could they effectively organize the combat power at this moment's time. The Hun cavalry, who suffered heavy casualties in the crossbow attack, chose to avoid the battle at the first time, and the rear army began to flee.

At the same time, the warriors of the Han army at the head of the city finally saw the two clouds that were like rolling from the ground. There are no more regrets in the hearts of the generous, and their task has been accomplished. Under the banner of the head of Xiqiang City, Wang Lie, a child of Chang'an who is only in his twenties this year, has a pleased smile on his face, just like the dozen or so warriors under his command who have not yet died. With their backs to the burning city and the overwhelming rain of arrows, everyone hugged each other and faced the east, which was the direction of the homeland!

Chang'an, don't do it! Don't ...... it!

Hearing the shouting and killing sound that shook the heavens and the earth, and looking at the grassland subordinates who fled in a panic in front of him, King Hugh Tu finally understood that he had been tricked! fell into the trap of the Han army and fell into their ambush.

King Hugh Tu was also a general who had experienced numerous wars. Of course, he knew that in this situation, the Hun cavalry, which had lost the will to fight, could not stop the edge of the Han army at all. He remembered that just yesterday, he didn't care about the leading general of the Han army, the guy named Huo Quai, thinking that crushing the other party was as easy as crushing a grasshopper on the grassland.

But now, he really wanted to meet this Han general, who was said to be leading troops alone for the first time. However, perhaps he no longer has that opportunity. Not only now, but never will be.

There was a fire in front of the city, and there was a charging Han cavalry in the back. In the already chaotic Hun cavalry array, hundreds of loyal and brave attendants who protected King Hutu saw that the situation was not good, and immediately covered his retreat to the northeast. In any case, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, as long as the safety of the prince is protected, it is more important than anything else.

The Red Fire Army came very quickly. In the place where they had been ambushed in advance, they saw the flames in the royal city flying in the air, and the Han battle flag at the highest point of the city tower was already flying high. With the hussar general's order, the war drums were like thunder, and the seven thousand cavalry of the Red Fire Army were divided into two routes, and according to the pre-planned battle plan, they were as anxious as a spark to break through the chaotic Huns.

Bowang Hou Zhang Qian, Li Wang, and Zhang Jisan led the way, while the hussar general Huo Qubing led an army alone, like two crossed blades, and launched a merciless killing of all the Huns encountered in front of him.

The banner on the head of the city was clearly visible to everyone. It was condensed there with the blood of a hundred Han warriors. The banner guides them in the direction of progress, and only a hearty victory can comfort these loyal people forged with blood.

Huo Qubing took the lead, charging at the forefront, this dragon horse had already understood the master's mind, his mane was disorderly and his body was light, and he rushed left and right with its master to kill, as if entering a no-man's land.

Most of the Hun cavalry were burly and majestic men, and many of them were known as the real warriors of the steppe. However, when today, when they met the young Han general opposite, they knew what a real hero was.

The invincible edge of the Red Fire Sword often cuts the Hun cavalry who dare to fight in two. When it is raised in the sunlight, it becomes a real rainbow of red practice. The armor was level with the body, and the blood splattered like rain in the sky.

The soldiers of the Red Fire Army, who followed closely behind the general, had already put away their nine-armed chain crossbows, and the sharp Han knives were all slashed, stabbed, and slashed, and the Hun cavalry fell off their horses one after another. After countless trainings, the Red Fire Army has long been the same person on the battlefield, trampling on horses back and forth, and killing mercilessly. The very few Huns who wanted to organize themselves to resist desperately were quickly slaughtered. For the rest of the time, all that's left is hunting and killing!

"Hurry up and go to the Evil King...... We'll be back soon...... Gather an army for revenge! The embarrassed King Hugh Tu fled on his horse and shouted angrily at his attendants.

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