The Han has mobilized all his forces and is ready to fight the Huns.

Just when Cloudsdale was ready, the Huns came.

King Zuoxian's men gathered outside Cloudsdale.

The horn whined.

"Who, can go up and take down the highest head in the Jingguan for this king." King Zuo Xian is a slightly fat man. A small pigtail shook as he gave orders.

"I'll go!" A big sturdy man, shirtless, and behind him, there were five hundred sturdy Hun men, each with a shield in his hand. Roaring and rushing forward.

The bunkers around Jingguan were not noticed by the Huns at all. I didn't realize what the use of those low buildings was.

Five hundred sturdy men took the lead and rushed forward.

Behind them, the Huns raised their arms and beat the drums of war. Everyone was clamoring.

These 500 people were the most courageous and elite soldiers selected by the Huns.

Whether Jingguan can be destroyed depends on whether these 500 people can bring morale to the Xiongnu soldiers behind. Fifteen thousand people were completely wiped out, and the Han had zero battle losses, this result shocked not only the Han Dynasty, but also the Huns.

As the five hundred people rushed out, they soon entered the bunker formation that Yan Ming had placed outside. On the bunkers around Jingguan, one after another the firing ports were opened.

The people led by Lou Xiaowu held flintlock pistols, and as the gunshots rang out, the leading Hun strong man fell directly to the ground.

Several people in the back were shot one after another and fell to the ground. Some died, some were wounded.

The other pillboxes opened their firing ports one after another, and one by one the Han soldiers with military crossbows began to shoot.

Five hundred shirtless Huns, the shields in their hands have lost their effectiveness. The rate of fire of military crossbows and flintlock pistols, shields simply could not intercept.

Five hundred people, interspersed among the bunkers of the Great Han, crossbow arrows were fired almost from all sides. As a result, most of these 500 people were killed and injured in an instant.

The rest of the people rushed forward with a breath of courage, and at this time they saw that more than half of the people around them were killed or wounded. That courage could no longer hold on, and they all had the intention of retreating.

But they rushed into the bunker formation, and now there was no chance of retreating. The crossbow arrows flying in all directions made the Huns unable to defend themselves.

The sound of their war drums had not yet ended, and the five hundred dead soldiers who had charged over had become real dead soldiers in less than a tea time.

One tea time, five hundred.

The Xiongnu's Zuoxian King was stupid.

The small bunkers on the ground that were like piers erupted in addition to such lethality. King Zuo Xian couldn't even figure out what kind of new weapon this was.

"Collect the troops!" With a wave of his hand, King Zuo Xian controlled his subordinates who were about to rush out, not daring to try it easily.

The pillboxes on the ground had already attracted the full attention of the Huns.

"Archer!" King Zuo Xian shouted loudly.

With his roar, the Condor Archers in the rows of archers stepped out.

The Huns' condor shooters, which are equivalent to the existence of snipers in the army.

The bows in their hands are very large and hard, and the bows and arrows are all strengthened arrows.

"Shoot!"

With a snap of the condor leader's shout, their bows and arrows shot out one after another, landing on the bunker outside.

The firing ports on the pillboxes had long been closed.

Bows and arrows were shot at the bunkers, bringing out strings of sparks.

Not a single bow and arrow was stuck in the bunker.

Seeing that the bunker was so explosive, King Zuo Xian cautiously chose to stop the attack.

Lou Xiaowu and the others have never been so cool. They are standing opposite the enemy, and it can even be said that they have zero contact with the enemy, but the other party has no way to take them, but they can only be tortured and killed.

At this time, Lou Xiaowu was looking for the shadow of King Zuo Xian.

His flintlock pistol was always in a state of imminent activation, and the scope was already aimed over the heads of the Huns within range.

For Lou Xiaowu, ordinary people are no longer within the scope of Lou Xiaowu's hunting.

The person he wants to kill is King Zuoxian.

It's just that after the last battle, King Zuo Xian already knew that there was a kind of person in the Han army who was even more ruthless than the condor shooter, who could kill people a thousand steps away.

Therefore, King Zuo Xian, who spared his life, hid directly far away, and there was more than one guard in front of him.

These guards, at critical moments, can die for King Zuo Xian.

"Bang!"

Lou Xiaowu was aiming, and a gunshot rang out from the bunker on the side.

In the Hun camp opposite, a general fell off his horse.

At this moment, the opposite Condor Archer shot his bow and arrow at the bunker almost simultaneously. Fortunately, the people in the bunker reacted quickly and closed the firing port.

A dozen bows and arrows were shot directly at the pillbox. There were even a few that hit the firing ports of the pillboxes.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out from another pillbox, and one of the Condor Shooters fell in response.

When they set their sights on other bunkers, other bunkers fired. Ten guns, shooting in turns, each shot can kill a Hun officer or condor shooter.

This kind of accurate shooting directly shocked the military spirit of the Huns, who had no momentum.

"Retreat! Retreat! ”

With an order, all the Huns began to retreat. They no longer want to face such an invisible enemy who can take their lives.

King Zuoxian's army retreated more than three miles. Press down again.

After almost a day of confrontation, the Huns' offensive was temporarily halted.

In the evening, from among the Xiongnu army, a man held a white flag high and walked slowly. As he walked, he shouted in jerky Chinese: "General of the Han Dynasty, I am the envoy of the Xiongnu." The two armies are fighting, don't kill them, please don't cast magic! ”

The Han troops at the head of the city laughed when they heard the words of the Xiongnu envoys.

"Let him come." Wei Qing said.

Yan Ming looked at the messenger holding the white flag and said, "At this time, the messenger actually came!" ”

Wei Qing listened to Yan Ming's words, and there was a hint of essence in his eyes.

"It was getting late, and the Huns sent messengers. I'm afraid there is fraud. Wei Qing said.

"It doesn't matter, everything is prepared according to the first-level alert, whether he comes or not, those who fight are responsible for fighting the war, and those who negotiate are responsible for negotiations." Yan Ming said.

Wei Qing nodded and said, "I'm in charge of the war, and you're in charge of the negotiation." ”

"Okay, I'm not good at fighting, killing, and although negotiation is average, it's better than fighting." Yan Ming said without modesty.

Wei Qing was amused by him and said, "You may not be able to negotiate, you must be good at ripping." ”

Yan Ming made a triumphant gesture and said with a smile: "Negotiation is not just a rip-off. If you win the war, do you still need to negotiate? The messenger only exists when the battle is lost. When did the victorious side send a messenger? ”

Wei Qing thought about it for a while and felt that what Yan Ming said made sense.

(I was going to thank the 'social worker' brother for four shifts, but it was too late, so I could only watch three shifts, and I owe one watch, which will be presented tomorrow!) ）