"Now the main army of the Huns has been wiped out. Here's what to do. Do you have any plans? Shang Wen suppressed the excitement in his heart and said to Meng Tian. Intended, I'd like to hear your opinion. Meng Tian kicked the ball back to Shang Wen. My opinion is, yes, yes. Shang Wen raised his head. His expression began to become serious.

"Yes, what. Say it. Meng Tian looked at Shang Wen's face and said.

"Keep people under the knife!" Shang Wen raised his arms and shouted.

"Keep people under the knife." At this sound, Shang Wen had already begun to run to the front.

A Hun prisoner of war fell to his knees. Keep your head down. Tie your hands behind your back. Cloak scattered. It's a bit cute to look at. But the man dressed as an officer standing behind him showed no pity at all. A sword raised in the air with both hands. Prepare to cut off the head of this Hun with a sword.

The officer wearing a small plate-shaped heavy triangle did not hesitate to be obstructed by Shang Wen in the slightest. With a swing of the sword, he cut off the heads of the Huns. The head is cut under a sharp blade. Fall to the ground. Chopped off the neck, snorting and squirting blood mist. A mist of blood splattered on the officer's face. The officer touched his hand. Bloody faces. It's like Guan Gong.

"Ugh." Shang Wen shook his head. It's too late.

"What's wrong?" Meng Tian quickly ran over and asked what was going on.

"Why kill the captives." Shang Wen turned around and questioned Meng Tian.

"This, it's nothing." Meng Tian explained.

"Nothing. This is a captive. Shang Wen asked.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. These are captives. Kill and kill. Besides, you're not saying that the Huns were unruly. Doesn't that kill their prestige. Meng Tian said.

Shang Wen heard such an explanation. Didn't say anything more. After all, the Huns I said at the beginning were unruly. "But you can't kill so indiscriminately, right? These are the workforce. I also plan to ・・・・・・," Shang Wenyou said. "I know, I know. Build railways. Build railways. You know that, too. Meng Tian pulled Shang Wen and whispered. I understand what you mean, and I understand it. However, you know the way Qin State remembers his merits. These people. It's also about getting more credit. Besides, this way has been around for a long time. Even General Bai Qi did the same. Meng Tian poured out these methods that are often done in the army.

Shang Wen also understood. Think about the dynasties of later generations, in order to remember more merits. They often make some cruel means to kill the good and make meritorious deeds. It was his own people who killed. And the legal system of the Qin State is very detailed. Soldiers can't do such things yet.

Alas, forget it. It was also the Huns who were killed, not people of my own kind. "It's not a thing to go on like this. I'll have to change it in the future. Shang Wen was a little reluctant to make such a request. This is not easy to do. Meng Tian shook his head. By the way, you just said what you want to do next. What do you think. Meng Tian immediately diverted the topic.

Shang Wen also understood. This guy did it on purpose. I want to change this cruel way of remembering merit. It's hard. Forget it, I don't want to. "The next step, the next step is to sweep through those tribes. The tribes of the Huns were a tribe of several thousand or a few hundred people. These tribes are scattered scattered across the steppes. Now, we have to get rid of a big army. Spread out to find these tribes. Pull out the root of this scourge. Shang Wen said. Yes, I see. Meng Tian nodded in approval. You don't think that's going to work. Now the main forces of the Xiongnu army were annihilated. Then the men and horses who remained in those camps became old and weak. The combat effectiveness is definitely not strong, so we will start to dispatch troops ranging from 10,000 to 8,000. Search in teams of 1,000 or two. Loot at the opportunity. Those who resist are killed, and those who surrender are treated as laborers. What do you think? Meng Tian asked.

"Yes. Then you can arrange it. "Shang Wen doesn't know much about military command, and he still has Meng Tianna's decision. I also have a leisure.

"Okay, I'll arrange it." Saying that, Meng Tian turned around and went to gather his generals.

Look at the smoking, messy Hun camp. Shang Wenzhen didn't know what to say. And the headless corpses with severed heads.

"Alas!" Shang Wen sighed and went to rest.

The sun is about to set. The sky has become a red patch. The weather was very dry. It's as if everything is going to be set on fire. You can only feel a little coolness when the sun sets. A young man with a disheveled head drove a herd of cattle and sheep. He will return to the tribe before the sun sets.

The boy stopped his horse and looked around. I've been able to see my tribe clearly. White tents. It makes people feel warm. This time. The horse began to get frightened. The herd was still restless. The boy waved the whip in his hand. Control the herd of horses.

A sharp arrow shot into the boy's back like lightning. The boy who was trying to control the horses did not notice it. The arrow pierced through the boy's body and landed on the grass in the distance. The boy's heart has been broken.

In the distance, there were rows and rows, like black waves rushing through the boy's flock. Horses. The boy's body turned into a mass of flesh under the trampling of the horse's hooves. The black wave did not stop because of the death of the teenager. Instead, they rushed towards the tribe in the distance.

Close, close. The black wave suddenly emitted a line of black mist-like things. Quickly streak across the sky. Fall in the Horde.

It was a row of sharp arrows shot from a crossbow. The range of more than 200 steps is beyond the reach of the Xiongnu bow and arrow. Indiscriminate coverage shots. Many people in the tribe were shot and fell to the ground. Walk through the tent and shoot the people inside the tent mercilessly. The people in the open space are among them. Numerous sharp arrows were hit in the body.

"Kill!" The 2,000-strong Qin army roared with a killing cry. Galloping cavalry charged the tribes of the Huns. The Huns, who rose up to fight, had their necks cut off by sharp sabers.

One wave. The Qin soldiers had already made their way through the tribe at a rapid pace. Those who resisted were cut down to the ground.

"Kill, those who resist will be killed. Bringing all women together. Fast. An officer commanded with a sword brandish.

Groups of people began to turn their heads. Scattered searching for enemies. The Hun boy waved his immature arms. I want to pull the bow and arrows. An arrow pierced the throat. Kill it directly.

Bows and arrows were constantly fired from the tent. A Qin soldier who opened the curtain also had an arrow stuck in his arm. When a centurion saw it, he immediately scolded, "Rubbish." He said and pulled out a grenade. Cable. Leave on for a few seconds. Throw it straight in. The soldiers scattered quickly.

"Knock". A mass of minced meat rushed out.

"Let's see if there's anything alive. Fuck it. "The centurion commanded the men to kill them." You piece of shit. Don't you want to die? It's okay to have anything in the future. Just throw a grenade. A sucker. "The centurion slaughtered elsewhere.

Such scenes began to play out one by one on the grassland.