The three fronts, like tridents, swept towards the Xiongnu tribe who resisted in panic.

If the cavalry in the middle experienced a fierce battle of life and death because of the stubborn resistance of the Shan Yu guards led by Yuvro, the cavalry with two wings outflanked can be described as invincible.

The cavalry on both wings, and finally cooperated with the soldiers and horses in the middle, defeated the last resistance of the Huns.

During the whole process, they were like a pair of stout claws, mercilessly pinching the vulnerable Xiongnu tribes in front of them from both sides.

At that moment, the dismounted foot soldiers stepped up in shields, used strong crossbows and heavy axes, and easily broke through the defensive line of the Huns and split the hastily tied fence.

The next moment, the hooves of the charging war horses flew, carrying the smoke and dust that came from the wild, poured into the camp of the Huns, knocking the retreating Huns to the ground, and the knives and spears ruthlessly stabbed, staining the grass in the camp red.

The sound of bows, crossbows, iron, horns, and wails are intricately intertwined to create a nightmare scenario of the end of the world.

Blood was flowing, and it had been poured and soaked through many tents.

In the felt tent, some women and children, old and weak, hugged each other and sobbed in horror, some opened their eyes in panic to find something, and some clutched the daggers and bows in their hands, as if they had caught something life-saving.

Outside the felt tent, all the Huns who still had weapons in their hands were rushed into the camp by the Hedong cavalry rushed up, and were killed on the spot, and only some people who abandoned their weapons and knelt on the ground and trembled and begged for mercy would be forced by the soldiers in armor to the cattle shed and sheepfold, mixed with the cattle and sheep, and temporarily restrained.

The majestic war horses sprayed white mist, shuttling between the felt tents, the knights' sonorous iron armor rattled, and the swords, spears, bows and crossbows in their hands were raised and fell from time to time.

While the merciless slaughter, the short and stiff nonsense in the knights' mouths was also repeated, although they did not kill the women, children, old and weak who were hiding in the felt tents, but the words without a little humanity still carried a suffocating bloody atmosphere.

After everything fell to the ground, the combat boots of Yan Xing and the others stepped heavily on the land of the Hun camp.

Yan Xing took off his hood, blood was also sprinkled on his iron armor, and his battle robe was also dyed red, and it was cut in half, so he couldn't float anymore.

In the camp, the land plowed by the galloping men and horses was pitted, soaked in viscous blood, and the feet became even heavier when walking.

In addition to the pool of scarlet blood, there was also a yellowish-white liquid complex in it, perhaps human and animal excrement, perhaps milk pulp that had been knocked over on the ground, or brain plasma from the skull of a deceased person.

In this ghostly camp after the war, the soldiers and soldiers in Hedong were busy, some were directing the cleaning of the battlefield and counting the captures, some were escorting prisoners and executing dying enemies, and some were treating casualties and reorganizing soldiers······

If there was still mourning on the faces of those defeated prisoners, the Hedong soldiers who had won the great victory were blue and expressionless, like demons in the ghosts, and continued to be busy with the things in hand.

In the field of vision, there was only the terrifying chill of the sword soldiers, and the self-evident aura of death continued to spread in the camp.

Perhaps, after one killing, there will be another horrific massacre.

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In the vaulted tent, which had just been cleared, the heads in the corners of the tent had been piled up into a small mountain.

But Yan Xing still frowned, sullen in the tent, because after a series of battles to drive the north, the Xiongnu Shan Yu Yufuluo disappeared.

Whether he died in the chaos or escaped alive is not a certainty.

The only thing that is certain is that none of the heads in this pile belong to him.

Gan Ling, who was in armor, walked in with two human heads in his hand, he gently placed them in front of the pile of human heads, and then shook his head at Yan Xing, without saying a word.

It was the two centurions of the Shan Guard who died, and they were still not the heads of Yu Furo.

Yan Xing rubbed his hands hurriedly, he had already made up his mind, and began to say:

"Can't wait any longer, gather all the generals and discuss the next battle!"

Gan Ling nodded, turned and retreated.

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Soon, in this dome tent where Shan Yu was once located, the Hedong civil and military forces who had been on this expedition were gathered.

After defeating the men and horses of Huvro, they must discuss what to do next.

Because of the development of the war, as they expected, there were also some accidents.

They wiped out the Huns of Yuvro, and after this battle, the Huns who were able to escape alive were only one or two hundred, and the Xiongnu headquarters and the last men and horses of the Luan Ti clan had all fallen here.

However, Huvro is gone.

In the chaotic battlefield, among tens of thousands of people, it was a very common thing to disappear a person.

But it was Yu Fu Luo who disappeared, and the head of Shan Yu brought back by the pursuing men and horses was not Yu Fu Luo himself, and this kind of accident made the generals in the tent win, and there was a sense of foreboding.

Could Yu Furo still be alive and have already fled, or even flee to Meiji, and give in to the Xiongnu people in order to borrow troops for revenge?

This is a problem that cannot be solved for the time being!

But this could not be a problem that would continue to plague everyone, and Yan Xing and the generals had to determine their next plan under such circumstances.

After a fight, the angry generals quickly put forward ideas.

Slaughter!

According to the tradition of the grassland, all the captives who were higher than the wheels were killed, or according to the method of the Han people, regardless of the old and the young, they were directly killed, and the Jingguan was built on the spot to deter the Qianghu in Xihe County.

As for the captured horses, cattle and sheep, they were driven back to Hedong along the way, and along the way they were used as rations for the soldiers, except for those who were eaten and killed on the road, and the rest could be used as trophies to enrich the official cattle and horses in Hedong.

Of course, in addition, Zhou Liang also raised other concerns based on the recent intelligence of the grassland caravans.

According to the intelligence, the Southern Xiongnu have been divided into three forces, Tu Gehu as the descendants of Hutu who were originally conquered by the Huns, has come from behind, and the power has jumped to the first place, followed by the Julong Division, the Fuqu Division, the Xue Xuan Department and other tribes on the left side of the Xiongnu, Yu Fuluo's exiled Xiongnu Shan Yu's people and horses, but the weakest, but because of the last bit of Luan Ti's remnants, the Southern Xiongnu barely formed a three-legged inhabitant.

Now the Hedong soldiers and horses have eliminated Yu Fuluo's men and horses, breaking the already weak balance situation within the Southern Xiongnu, but Yu Fu Luo was lucky not to fold in the hands of the Hedong soldiers and horses, and he still does not know whether he is alive or dead.

If Yu Fuluo defected to Tu Gehu and accepted the harsh conditions that were originally difficult for him to accept, so that the originally powerful Tu Gehu obtained the coveted Shan Yu bloodline, then soon the stronger Tu Gehu would completely subdue the remaining Xiongnu left people, so that a unity was formed within the Southern Xiongnu.

This is by no means the result that the soldiers and horses of the expedition to Hedong are willing to see.

The reason why Yan Xing personally led his troops to attack Yufuluo was to eliminate the potential future threat of Yufuluo, a northern grassland, if it eliminated a potential threat at the same time, it promoted the unification of the Southern Xiongnu to complete the unification more quickly, and a behemoth rose in Xihe County, then this attack on Xihe County really backfired.

Yan Xing was silent in thought about Zhou Liang's concerns. The generals believed that Zhou Liang's concern was that they were worried too far, they had eliminated Yu Fuluo's men and horses, obtained a batch of livestock, and had completed the original goal of rushing to the West River and fighting a quick victory.

Although he was not able to kill Yu Fuluo in the battle, he did not complete his work, but it is not a defeat at the moment, so why worry about it, I don't know if it will be a few years later.

Even if a few years later, as Zhou Liang speculated based on intelligence, a new unified and more powerful Xiongnu force will gradually rise in Xihe County, then at that time, Hedong will free up his hands and go on another expedition to extinguish this Xiongnu force, isn't it okay?

Is it for a while, or for a long time?

It is up to Commander Yan Xing to decide.

Xi Zhicai also thought for a while, and he suddenly said to Yan Xing:

"If the general can't make a decision for a while, it's better to see the captured brother and uncle of Shan Yu, maybe he knows more about the internal affairs of the Xiongnu, and he can make a better decision."

Although Yu Fuluo was not killed, Hu Chuquan and Qubei fell into the encirclement of the Hedong soldiers and horses, and the last two of their mounts and horses were killed by the crossbow arrows of the Hedong soldiers, and they could only be captured with their hands tied up, and became prisoners of the Hedong soldiers and horses.

Yan Xing thought about it and nodded, he agreed with Xi Zhicai's opinion.

So, he asked his guards to tie Hu Chuquan to a separate tent, and he wanted to meet this Luan Ti clan's son.

In the other tent, the disgraced Hu Chuquan was quickly escorted in by Yan Xing's personal guards, although Hu Chuquan's hands and feet were tied, he didn't seem to have completely lost his fighting spirit, his blood-red eyes widened, his eyes were cracked, and he glared fiercely at the waiting Hedong general in the other tent.

Yan Xing waved his hand, and the two guards hesitated for a moment, and then stepped on Hu Chuquan's knee socket together, forcing Hu Chuquan to kneel on the ground before letting go of his hand and vigilantly holding the knife and retreating outside the tent.

After scolding angrily, Hu Chuquan struggled unwillingly to get back up.

Yan Xing's eyes were focused on this struggling captive, the reddened face of the steppe man, the thick body, the arms with green muscles, and the rough calluses on the palms of his hands, although he still had injuries on his body, it did not prevent him from struggling in the slightest, and it could be seen that this was also a Hun warrior who could ride a fierce horse and fight tigers and wolves.

Seeing this, Yan Xing smiled inexplicably. This smile also fell into the eyes of the struggling Hu Chuquan, who glared at Yan Xing viciously with a fierce glint in his eyes, as if he wanted to tear the enemy in front of him with his teeth, but he still couldn't help but ask questions in his heart since he was taken out of the sheepfold alone.

"Who are you? What are you laughing at? ”