Juvro nodded in satisfaction, he raised his hand, and shouted arrogantly, "Come on, arrest the women, and leave the rest, young and old." ”

With Yu Fuluo's order, the surrounding Hulala soldiers rushed up and began to compete for their spoils.

"Let go!" In the crowd, the maid slapped the Hun soldier in the face, and was desperately protecting the woman behind him: "Don't touch us!" ”

"Yo, the little girl is ruthless!" The slapped-out Hun soldier spoke broken Chinese, smiling, spitting, rubbing his hands and twisting the girl's arm.

The maid was beating and kicking and shouting and scolding, in the end, the girl was weak, and was dragged into her arms by the strong Huns like an ox, and she also twisted a handful on her face, which provoked a group of Hun soldiers who were watching the excitement to laugh, laugh lewdly, whistle and flick their fingers.

The maid had never suffered such humiliation, and her eyes were already filled with sad tears.

The Huns got carried away and tore off the girl's coat, and the surrounding Hun soldiers seemed to be filled with blood, so excited that they slapped their buttocks, and instigated: "Strip her, strip her off!" ”

The Hun soldier really crossed his hands, and the maid suddenly turned around and bit the back of his hand, and his teeth were desperately digging into the flesh, and he couldn't give up in pain.

"Damn woman" The Hun soldier was furious, "Lao Tzu doesn't strip you naked today, I will live in vain!" ”

The maid also seemed to be excited by the force of anger, and she hit her head, pulled her hands together, and pulled out the scimitar of the Hun soldier.

The surrounding faction exclaimed, the Hun soldiers retreated in shock, and the rest of the Hun soldiers subconsciously drew their knives and surrounded them like a wall of shadows.

"Don't come, don't come!" The maid dragged the knife with great difficulty, and the knife was so heavy that it pressed her elbows down.

She looked around helplessly, in this blood-filled wilderness, except for this group of wolf-like Huns, who were miserable civilians who defended themselves.

She can't find the army of the Han family, she can't see the banner of the Han army, the Han family, is there no one who can save the people from fire and water?

She cried out in despair in her heart, the knife was really heavy, she raised it with all her might, trying to fight with them, but she was only one person, and there were many of them, many, many, many, like death tongs covering life, choking her last efforts to resist.

But she turned slowly, and said to the woman who was weeping, "Madame, the slave and maid can no longer serve you. ”

She lifted her face, two lines of cold tears grabbing her beautiful and pale face, and she gritted her teeth and slammed herself into the sharp steel knife.

The steel knife flew down, blood burning red like flames, and she fell straight back, slashing her neck with the snatched waist knife.

"Don't!" The woman crawled over in despair, patting her sister's chest and shaking her arm, but it seemed to be shaking a piece of withered wood, unable to arouse a trace of life.

The maid just tilted her head, and the last bit of light in her blood-stained eyes jumped, as if it was a confidant that could no longer be spoken, and gradually disappeared into the dead silence.

Yu Fuluo grabbed the crying woman and lifted her chin lightly: "Among the women this king has seen in the Han Dynasty, you are the most shocked. ”

The woman sobbed, and her hand suddenly touched a cold object, which was the scimitar of the maid's self-slaughter.

Juvro saw the woman's movements, he shook his head with a smile, put the woman on his shoulder, and beckoned to his subordinates: "Warriors, go home." ”

The rest of the Hun soldiers laughed, and then drove the rest into the prisoner carts, which were full of women and children, and the wooden bars around the cars were covered with bloody human heads.

The woman was thrown into a separate prison cart, and a sharp whistle rang out between heaven and earth, and the wheels of the prison cart began to roll and carry her north.

"Father......" The woman looked at the land around her that was gradually drifting away, and her heart burst into unprecedented despair.

On a hill ten miles away from Euvro, a cavalry lined up silently on the shady side of the mountain, motionless, like a huge black reef.

"General, General!" A sentry rolled off his saddle and rushed forward in three steps and two paces, the exhausted horse foaming at the mouth and being dragged aside.

The sentry came to a Han general, hugged his fists and said: "General Qiyucheng, the Xiliang army is found ahead." ”

"Xiliang Army?" Cheng Lian raised his eyebrows, and his voice was slightly cold: "Didn't Wen Hou say that there were Huns?" How could it be the Xiliang Army.

Lü Bu ordered him to lead the cavalry to wander on the north bank of the Yellow River to prevent any rebels from entering the country and plundering Hedong.

"I heard that Yu Fuluo is an official under Dong Zhuo's account, are these people Huns wearing the armor of the Xiliang Army?" The adjutant general hurriedly made a proposal.

Cheng Lian shook his sword: "Whether it is the Xiliang Army or the Huns, it is not wrong to kill it." ”

As soon as he lifted the reins, he rode out first: "Go." ”

With Cheng Lian's order, the black-armored cavalry drew their swords one after another, rushed up the hill from the back of the mountain, and in a place where they could not see, a cavalry walked slowly, and behind the cavalry, there were prisoner carts dripping with blood.

"It's coming!" The adjutant general's eyes lit up, pointing to the dark shadows emerging from the horizon, one, two, three...... More and more, about a thousand people.

"Kill!" Cheng Lian never talked nonsense and immediately gave the order to attack.

The black-armored cavalry raised their swords in tacit understanding, and then galloped out, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves shook the four wilds, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Huvro felt the earth tremble, and he hurriedly looked back, only to see a flowing black line suddenly appear on the horizon in the distance, and a dull thunder rolled in from the end of the sky.

As the distance closes, the black lines turn into black waves, and in the layers of waves, a banner hunts in the wind, and on it is written a strong big character - Han.

"It's the Han army...... Yu Fuluo pulled out his scimitar, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out: "Array, array!" ”

The panicked Hun soldiers hurriedly turned their horses' heads and lined up in a random formation, and with a finger of Yu Fuluo's scimitar, the Hun cavalry issued a series of whistles, and killed the Han army head-on.

The black wave was getting closer and closer, the jet-black armor clanged in the gallop, and the white feathers on the helmet trembled.

"Charge!" Cheng Lian shook his sword and took the lead in the Hun battle array, and the cold light appeared, the heads were rolling, and blood was splashed.

"There is no advance or retreat!" Like a sharp knife, the black armor torrent broke through the left rib of the Xiongnu formation.

In an instant, countless cold swords and spears pierced the dusk of the sunset.