In the darkness of the night, the sound of the bowstring on the opposite side was particularly dense. Five hundred Hun soldiers were half shot almost instantly.

Including the captain of the Hun soldiers, almost when the first round of crossbow arrows attacked, he was hit by an arrow in the forehead and fell to the ground.

The so-called snake is not good without a head, the captain of the Hun cavalry dies first, and the rest of the people are like headless flies and half wandering around. There are very few who can organize to resist.

One is that the attack came too suddenly, and another reason is that the crossbow arrows on the opposite side seem to be in a continuous patch, and there is almost no time to shoot them.

In the night, the other party was in the dark, and the Huns had torches.

This natural environment and the belief that the cause has created a situation in which one side is in the light and the other is in the dark.

The crossbow bolts lasted for a moment, and all the five hundred Hun soldiers were lying on the ground, including most of their horses.

The most bizarre thing is that these Hun soldiers don't know what the enemy looks like when they die!

"Is it my Han's army?" The man who was tied into a big rice dumpling saw the women crawling on the ground one by one in fear, not daring to move. I had to bite the bullet and shout.

No one answered, but footsteps were heard.

A black figure walked in this direction. Gradually, torches burned in the midst of the crowd.

By the light of the torches, it was clear that each person had a long knife in his hand.

The man has been wandering the grassland for a long time, and he has never seen the swallow knife that is now famous in the Han Dynasty. I thought it wasn't the Han Dynasty army that came.

"Clean up the battlefield, don't leave a single Hun alive." A call came out of Yan Ming's mouth.

All the Hu cavalry lieutenants immediately divided into two routes. Clean up the battlefield all the way, and when you see the Huns who are not dead, you will make up for it.

There are also direct rescues of women who are crawling on the ground and dare not move.

Seeing the lieutenant army of Hu Cai, who was mending the knife, Yan Ming suddenly remembered something. He shouted, "The best way to confirm that a person is dead is to cut off their head." Cut off the heads of these Huns. ”

"No!" When everyone got the order, they waved their knives and began to cut their heads.

The women were rescued, and the men who were tied into big rice dumplings were also let go by Yan Ming.

It's just that he was first slashed in the leg, and then hit by an arrow, and he can no longer walk.

"You are, you are Yan Hou!" A woman saw Yan Ming and immediately recognized it. In the daytime, they had just met.

Seeing this group of ragged women, Yan Ming's eyes were a little moist.

If they hadn't passed through Shuofang City by themselves, they would definitely have maintained their original vigilance, and they would definitely not have been killed by the Huns.

"Thank you Yanhou for saving your life." The women all bowed.

When Yan Ming heard this, he immediately returned the salute, and said on his knees: "Yan Ming didn't protect Shuo Fang's father, so he didn't dare to accept this big gift. ”

Seeing Yan Ming kneeling, the group of women panicked, and an older woman walked out and said, "Master Hou can rush to save us, it is already a great grace." Hu people come and go like the wind, out of nowhere, and they can't complain about the Hou Ye! ”

"Yanran, you are responsible for taking care of the people who lead our Han. Let's not go to the Menba tribe first, let's go to the clouds first. Yan Ming said.

He had originally planned to go to the Momba tribe.

The Menba tribe is a force left by Yan Ming last time. On the surface, the Menba tribe was attached to the little king of the Xiongnu Monan royal court

But in fact, they have already returned to the Han Dynasty.

These people belonged to the same family as the Huns, and they were much more accurate in grasping the movements of the Huns than the Han Dynasty army. This is also an ambush left by Yan Ming in order to use force against the Xiongnu in the future.

In the future, the tribesmen of the Menba tribe will be the guides of the Han army

Seeing those ragged border people, Yan Ran knew for the first time that in addition to the brocade clothes and food in the palace, there were also so many things of suffering outside.

"Master Hou, give these women some clothes." Yanran said.

Yan Ming looked at the fifty or so women and frowned.

This time they marched hastily, and did not carry too much baggage. There is also no excess clothing.

Before Yan Ming could speak, Wang Dajian beside him ripped off his cowhide armor and handed it to a woman beside him.

"Wear this, meet the Huns, maybe you can save your life." Wang Dajian said. He didn't want to care about his life or death.

"Yes, I heard that the brave men of Qin Shi were shirtless when they went to the battlefield. We don't want this cowhide armor. Lou Xiaowu also ripped off the cowhide cheeks and gave it to the woman.

In this way, the soldiers of the Hu Cavalry Captain Army followed the example of the two, but in a moment, more than fifty women were put on cowhide armor, and there was even excess armor on the ground.

Although those women wore cowhide armor and did not have the temperament of a soldier, they also looked a lot neater.

The woman who took the lead before arched her hand towards Yan Ming, and then said, "Please allow us to pick out some weapons of the Hu people." ”

Yan Ming was about to refuse. These Hu people's scimitars, bows, and crossbows can all be taken back, and after modification, they can be sold to the soldiers of the Han Dynasty.

But before he could speak, Yanran had already agreed.

"Sisters, take up your weapons. Even if we can't share the worries of the men, we can't let the men worry about us. If it falls into the hands of the Huns again, it can kill one by one. Even if one can't be killed, it can't fall into the hands of the Huns*** They enjoy themselves. We'd rather die. Yanran roared.

"Yes, that's what we think. If we fall into the hands of the Huns again, we will kill ourselves. All the women yelled.

Yan Ming was noncommittal about the statement of this group of women, but the weapons still allowed them to pick and choose some of the Huns.

"Pile up the corpses of the Huns who have just been cut down, and gather their heads in a circle to besiege the city. It's here to build a Kyoto temple made of corpses and heads! I want to engrave words here, so that the Huns know that my Han did not come when he wanted to. Yan Ming roared angrily.

He's going to build a Jingguan!

"Fourth brother, building this kind of Jingguan will make the Huns and my Han turn their faces. I think it's better to give up on this matter. Wei Qing whispered.

Yan Ming also knew that the construction of the Jingguan Temple was equivalent to demonstrating to the Huns. Then the war between Han and Hungary is probably really going to be advanced.

But the death of these 500 people, even if it is not a Beijing Temple, is not a trivial matter.

What's more, when he came to supervise the construction of Yunzhong County, it was bound to be destroyed by the Huns. Small troops, large troops and horses, I'm afraid they are all indispensable.

"Build!" Yan Ming gritted his teeth and said.

Although Wei Qing is cautious and old-fashioned, he also feels proud of the construction of Jingguan.

Seeing that Yan Ming insisted, he didn't say much.

The corpses of the Xiongnu were piled up, and then filled in a circle of soil and formed a circle. The heads of the Huns are placed on the periphery, which can be regarded as a simple Beijing view.

"When it is the year and there are more Huns, we will build a big Beijing Temple." Yan Ming saw the Jingguan built up by the corpses of those Huns, and said loudly.

Originally, he wanted to engrave, but in order to leave room for the envoys of the Han Dynasty to justify, he still kept a low profile and did not engrave.

Without the inscriptions, there is no evidence that they killed these Hun soldiers.

After all, no one has ever seen a military crossbow, and it is completely possible to resist death without admitting it.

(Yesterday I was glad to see the news of the evacuation of people who crossed the border in India, glad that we live in a strong and peaceful era, praise for the motherland!) ）