This chapter was written for a long time, and finally decided to write it according to my own ideas, I went back to ancient times, when he was faced with a choice like Li Ang, he would choose to cut the grass and eradicate the threat to China, the key to this is just whether it can be done, I am very grateful to those brothers who care about Lao Bing, without you, I think it is difficult for me to support it, I went to the hospital today, found out that the cholesterol is too high, and the weight is over two hundred and ten, the doctor asked me to sit in front of the computer less, and pay more attention to physical exercise, Here, I hope that the fat brothers like Lao Bing pay more attention to their bodies, if the body is broken, there will be nothing, I really envy those brothers with standard figures!

When night fell, the smell of blood on the battlefield was still very strong, during the day, the casualties of Daqin reached 70,000, and the Huns were beheaded 130,000, the battlefield was full of corpses, blood flowed like a river, and it was extremely tragic. Nearly 50,000 Great Qin soldiers were still not resting, and they found the remains of their comrades in the pile of corpses, while driving away the wolves in the vicinity attracted by the smell of blood.

In the former Xiongnu camp, Li Ang saw the leaders of the surrendered Turks and Tiele people in the tent of the Chinese army, they were lying on the ground, trembling, and they did not dare to joke with their lives. "Get up!" Looking at the captive leader who did not dare to move on the ground, Li Ang spoke, he really wanted to kill all these wall grasses, but the war between Great Qin and the Xiongnu would last for a long time, and they needed these wall grasses as cannon fodder to weaken the Huns.

The kneeling leaders stood up cautiously, but they still didn't dare to look up in front of Leon. On the battlefield during the day, the mad and ruthless killing of the Great Qin soldiers made them tremble. "Ben Shuai thinks that you don't mean to be enemies of Great Qin, but are just being coerced by the Huns, don't you?" Leon's voice was unhurried, but with a cold coercion.

Most of the leaders standing were originally nobles and could understand Chinese. At this time, seeing that Li Ang had the intention of excusing them, he nodded his head busily, echoed in a loud voice, scolded the Huns for being cruel, and forced them to be enemies of Great Qin. Watching these people's performances, Leon never spoke, until they themselves realized that they had quieted down, and then said in a deep voice. "According to the meaning of Ben Shuai, it turned out that I was going to kill you all, but since you were coerced by the Huns, Ben Shuai did not intend to embarrass you, from now on you are the slave of Ben Shuai, of course, those who do not want to be reluctant." Leon said this, looking at everyone.

"I'm willing, I'm willing!" Swept by Li Ang's gaze, the leaders hurriedly shouted, half scared and half willing. For them who have been shattered in the country, if they want to survive, they must rely on the strong, originally they sold their lives to the Huns as cattle and horses, because although the Great Qin is strong, but they have a great enmity against them. And the Huns have the strength to challenge Daqin, so they fell to the Huns, but now it turns out that the Huns are still not the opponents of Daqin, they are still beaten all over the ground and looking for teeth as in the past, and the previous victory is just a fluke, so they naturally want to hug the big tree of Li Ang, in fact, they don't feel that they suffer too much, and it is better to be a slave to Li Ang than to live the rest of their lives. What's more, following this killing god, except for the Han people who are a head taller than them, who dares to provoke them on this grassland, and they have to choose a good master as a slave.

"As long as you're doing your part. In the future, Ben Shuai will go to you and others to be slaves, and you will be allowed to get rid of your nationality and become a member of the Han Dynasty under Ben Shuai's rule. Li Ang saw those leaders nodding and promised them benefits, although he didn't like the behavior of these Hu people, but he also knew that this was their nature, the law of nomads is that the law of the weak is the strong, victory in life and death, as long as your fist is big enough, they will naturally serve you as the master.

"Thank you, host." Hearing what Li Ang promised, all the leaders were surprised and delighted, their country had long since perished, and besides, their country was also forcibly merged together through conquest and killing, and many of their men and horses were people from other small tribes.

After appeasing these people again, Li Ang waved them back, now this battle is over, and then he has to think about the war between Daqin and the Xiongnu, how to weaken the power of the Huns on the grassland, Daqin's territory in the north has far exceeded the limit of what can be mastered, to maintain such a long border, it is necessary to fight for the numerous grass tribes on the grassland, so that they can become cannon fodder in Daqin, not the help of the Huns, thinking of this, Li Ang's eyes became extremely cold, A chill in my heart that I can't stop surging up.

Early in the morning, when Li Ang woke up, Li Cunxiao was already standing outside the tent, "Father-in-law, those people have been waiting in the tent for a long time, do you want to see them?" Seeing Li Ang come out, Li Cunxiao replied.

"No need, you let them go to the battlefield to collect the corpses of those Huns, don't let them be exposed." Leon instructed that the Turks who had become his slaves, the Tielers, were not worth his attention.

Soon, nearly 70,000 Turks and Tiele people left the camp and began to collect the corpses of those Huns. The red sun rises in the east, Li Ang with a few personal soldiers, walking on a messy battlefield, yesterday's battle is the most tragic battle he has fought since joining the army, 130,000 mobilized to protect the elite of the palace

More than half of the casualties were killed, almost all of them were disabled, especially the soldiers of the Jinling Metropolitan Protectorate, there were more than one out of ten, and after the battle, there were less than 900 people left.

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and more than a dozen horsemen galloped over, looking at the Great Qin cavalry that came over, Li Ang frowned, and then the head of the White Tiger Festival Hall General jumped off his horse and came to him in a few steps, "Grandpa, the soldiers in the big camp are making a fuss, clamoring to kill those Hun prisoners." ”

"Yesterday's battle was really tragic, and the soldiers were not angry, and they should have it." Li Ang sighed lightly, then looked at the general beside him and said, "You don't have to ask Chang'an for instructions, these captives, this commander has the right to dispose of them." After speaking, he asked the broken guards beside him to go to the camp to lead the horses, and went directly back to the camp of the army, pacifying the soldiers, no one knew what he said to the generals who had suffered heavy casualties in the tent, but the generals of the White Tiger Festival Hall couldn't help but shudder when they saw the grim smiles on their faces when those generals came out.

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At noon, the light cavalry auxiliary army that had been sent to the left and right hundred miles to station had a horse report, most of the remnants of the Huns who fled yesterday had been captured by them, and only a few thousand people were able to escape, and Liu Bao, the commander of the Huns, did not find any trace of him, and now the army is returning to the camp with those prisoners, and it will arrive about tomorrow.

"The 200,000 captives are all young and strong of the Huns, including 100,000 soldiers, and these people can't stay." After listening to the report of the Tanma, Li Ang looked at Li Cunzhi and said, "Go find those Turks." With that, he closed his eyes and recuperated.

After Li Cunzhi came out of the account, Li Cunxiao asked, "Father-in-law, do you want to kill those 200,000 Hun captives?" He had already guessed Li Ang's disposition in his heart, but when he heard it with his own ears, he couldn't help but ask.

"Aren't many people saying that the righteous father is reincarnated?" Hearing Li Cunxiao's question, Li Ang opened his eyes, "Father-in-law will kill these 200,000 Huns this time, as they wish." ”

In a short time, Li Cunzhi led the Turks into the tent, and they knelt on the ground, bowing their heads and waiting for Li Ang's order, which was not difficult to do, except that they had dug up enough mound of earth to bury 200,000 people in a nearby valley.

The Turks listened to Li Ang's order, and several of them who were proficient in Sinology and were from noble backgrounds trembled involuntarily, they knew what Li Ang was going to do, this master was going to kill all the Huns, and for a while they couldn't help but rejoice that they had taken refuge in this terrible master, otherwise maybe they would have been buried alive with those Huns.

Under the supervision of thousands of tigers and leopards, nearly 70,000 captives except the Huns began to dig up soil in the valley not far from the Xiongnu camp, and it took 70,000 people five days to complete the digging. At this time, another 100,000 Huns had already been escorted back, and they were divided into 10,000 quarters to guard them to prevent them from rebelling.

In the evening of dusk, the Huns, who had eaten their last meal, were escorted out of the camp, tied together by long strings of rope, and carried to the valley in the distance, like man-eating beasts. The accompanying tiger and leopard riders looked coldly at these Huns who were about to be killed, there was no pity in their eyes, and in the war with these Huns, they lost their closest partners, those like brothers, they only had revenge and hatred left in their hearts, and they also knew what would greet them if they were defeated.

In the valley, Leon stood quietly, like a statue made of pig iron, without the slightest expression on his face, and behind him were a hundred selected Huns, who were lucky not to have to be killed like the others, and who would return to the Huns alive, and tell all the Huns that the Turks and other tribes who had bowed to them had betrayed them and helped the Great Qin army to kill the entire 200,000 Huns, and what Li Ang, the evil and cruel murderer, had done to the Huns.

When pushed into the valley, the bound Huns were in an uproar, they knew what would greet them, but their resistance was useless, the Turks who were issued weapons, the Tiele people fiercely suppressed them, and finally 200,000 men filled the whole valley.

"Do it!" Li Ang glanced at the Turks who followed beside him, nodded, and then the captives who had become his slaves began to cover the soil in the valley, and fell on those Huns, the sound of cursing sounded in the valley, and the pit killing went on all night, and by dawn, the whole valley was dead silent, and the throats of the hundred Huns who were still alive behind Li Ang were already hoarse, and they had no strength to speak, they just looked at Li Ang with red eyes, fierce and poignant.

"Go back and tell all the Huns that those who commit a strong Qin will be punished even if they are far away, and this sentence will never change." After Li Ang finished speaking, he didn't look at them again, he didn't feel guilty at all about the pit killing, because he knew that if his side was defeated, their death would be ten times more miserable, he still remembered how the Mongols conquered China, they slaughtered a full sixty million Han people, and finally stopped because a minister said that the Han people could pay taxes while they lived, and he was doing the same thing now as the Mongols, but he would do it more thoroughly, and he would never let this kind of thing happen to the Han people again.