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A touch of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the King of Lihan, and his cold tone was not at all close to human feelings, and he felt quite chilling.

"Order!"

As soon as the herald cavalry left, Shu Mulu found that there was already a man in a black tights and a sword at his waist.

"Meet the King!"

This person looked respectful, bent down and saluted with one hand, which was exactly the previous Huluo reprimand.

"Huro? How did you end up here? Didn't this king tell you to look at Princess Peilan? ”

The face of Shu Mulu, the king of the plough sweat, changed and asked sternly.

"The report is that the subordinate is here to convey the princess's considerations, and the princess said: The Qin people's army is in strict formation, and it should be encircled and annihilated as the top, and the charge should be the bottom......"

When Shu Mulu, the king of the plough sweat, heard this, although he agreed very much with his cheap sister's statement, he was conceited by nature, but he refused to give in, and shouted angrily:

"How to do * things, this is only for your own considerations, and you don't need her to intervene as a female, hum!"

"If she could have this consciousness earlier, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, how could there be such a situation, now this king has won the trust of Dadan, the power is in his hands, and the momentum is like a bamboo, but I think of stammering me, if it is not for the sake of her being the king's sister-in-law, whether she can have her cheap life, or unknown!"

The poisonous tongue of the King of Plough Khan came out, and there was no restraint in the slightest.

"Princess, you're a bad minister!"

Inexplicably, he was scolded by splitting his head and covering his face, Hu Luo scolded him for his innocent face, and from time to time he cried out for himself in his heart, and secretly held back an evil fire in his stomach.

"After the message is completed, the subordinate has also completed the task, and he will retire!"

After speaking, he straightened up and turned around and walked away.

I don't like to succumb to the stubborn plough Khan king, how can I bear this wronged scolding in vain.

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more, I think I am the king of the Hun Plough Khan, naturally I am the only one, I don't like to listen to the teachings of others, why should I go to this troubled water, go back to follow the will of the old Plough Khan King, and protect Princess Peilan is the royal way.

"Go back and tell that cheap maid, it's okay to get away from this king, it's the work of the Huns to fight, a little princess, or stay in the royal court obediently, sit quietly and pray for blessings, so as not to burn yourself and end up with a fragrant and jade death!"

The king of the plough sweat still did not give up, his tongue was vicious, and Huluo just pretended to be deaf and rode away.

"What's the big guy and the slang?" Shu Mulu shouted with a gloomy face.

"Hey!" Among the crowded cavalry in front of him, a hole was opened, and a Hun man with a bloated body, fat head and big ears, wearing only a short brown fur, leather boots, and a vermilion jade felt hat walked in with the reins of his horse.

The left and right big households, one of the twenty-four chiefs of the Xiongnu, were in charge of a grassland pasture, nominally subject to the control of the transfer, and the internal was also a hegemon, self-regent, roughly equivalent to the vassal monarchs in the Central Plains Zhou Dynasty.

rode straight to the king of the plough khan, and immediately bowed slightly, and said respectfully:

"What does the king command?"

I saw Shu Mulu lying on top of the king's tent, gently stroking the mink fur under him with one hand, and yawning lazily with a lazy face:

"The proud son of the grassland in front of him, but he belongs to the command of the big master?"

When he heard the words of the big man and the slang, he heard the words "pride of the grassland", and a smile climbed up his face, "If you return to the king, it is under the command of the headquarters!" ”

"In this case, the troublesome boss will give the order, and this battle must rely on bows and arrows to kill the enemy at a long distance as much as possible, and do not rush to charge......"

"Also, if you encounter the enemy's main general, don't hurt people with secret arrows, it's best to stay alive!"

"Da Shan Yu said, there is no problem with the first one, but this second one ...... On the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, and the arrows are fired indiscriminately, and it is really not easy to leave a living mouth! ”

"The last general has the courage to ask the king, leaving the other party's main general, but there is a intention to surrender?"

Shu Mulu squinted his eyes confidently when he heard this, "So what?" ”

And Slang Qu sighed thoughtfully and said:

"The Qin people are brave and martial, advocating righteousness, and they regard death on the battlefield as home, and it may not be easy to surrender......"

"You just keep him alive, and don't care about the rest, you have your own opinions." Shu Mulu pursed his lips in dismay.

The mountain people have their own tricks. For those in despair, there are times when surrender is much better than death.

Shu Mulu thought.

"No!" And Slang Qu bowed slightly, looked up and asked:

"That'...... What about the rest of the Qin army? ”

"Including the plundered Qin slaves, none of them will be left, and they will all be slaughtered!"

Shu Mulu slapped him hard, slapped directly on the Hu Che under him, his face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"After that, all the heads will be made, wine will be sacrificed to the sky, the warriors will be rewarded, the souls of the dead will be comforted, and the sun and the moon will be revealed!"

"No!"

And Slang Qu bowed again, turned and rode away. The fat body squirmed on the broad horseback, swaying from side to side, as if a gust of wind could blow it down, which looked quite comical.

The order is given.

On the vast wasteland, the situation changed suddenly in an instant.

To the surprise of the Qin army's commander-in-chief, the Huns did not rush to charge, but suddenly retreated dozens of steps, distancing themselves from the charging Qin army.

It seems that he still underestimated these barbarians who seem to be five big and three thick.

I thought that relying on the final charge, I could carry out a hearty fight and confrontation in the state of the defeated army, and the husband would die on the battlefield without regrets.

But he didn't expect that his mind had been completely seen through by the enemy, so that these soldiers of the Qin army, who could have been arrayed to resist for a while, were completely brought into the abyss of no return......

This will undoubtedly be another torture!

"Whoosh!"

Finally, the forward iron cavalry under the command of the Hun Dadanghu launched the second round of salvos, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air followed, and the black pressure of the arrow array suddenly covered the sky and the sun, and the murderous atmosphere was soaring.

The main general of the Qin army charged forward, and he was caught off guard for a while, and he was almost shot into a hedgehog!

Alone in the lead, the guards followed, and there was no shield and reliable cover to resist, in the face of this locust-like arrow, this Qin army commander who had fought in the north and south before, and fought countless times, was at a loss and helpless.

It is estimated that before he can take a step forward, he will be pierced through the heart by the ruthless ten thousand arrows and die!

However, he had no choice and still had no way back.

People are inherently dead, but whether it is meaningful to die is another matter.

Obviously, sacrificing one's life for the country, dying of humiliation, and shrouding one's body in horse leather, as a soldier, is the supreme glory.

Further, it is ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, and it is difficult to escape from the dense arrow array if you take a step back.

This place is also a desperate situation.

Soldiers are martyred, and their souls bless the territory!

"I have no regrets in this life to enter Daqin, and I will be a Chinese soldier in the next life!"

A flash of determination flashed in the Lord's eyes, and he stopped and slowly closed his eyes.

In the next moment, the misty eyes seemed to be able to glimpse the distant heaven, the colorful auspicious clouds lined up to greet it, and the handsome fairies were fluttering, a scene of peace and prosperity.

The other extreme, hell, is a different state entirely.

Chain torture, lonely souls, handcuffs, shackles, knives and fires.

A flash of thought changed the general's concern from seeking death to survival.

"No, Ben is not going to hell! No! ”

The Lord shouted, and opened his eyes suddenly.

The barbarians fired thousands of arrows, as if they wanted to annihilate all the remaining Qin soldiers and soldiers, and win the victory, as the main general of their own side, they had the heavy responsibility of protecting their families and defending the country, how could they live up to the entrustment of the general Meng Tian and die immediately?

Even if you die, you can't sit back and do nothing.

In short, there are many ways to die, charging to die, sacrificing one's life for the country, although death is still alive.

Putting down the weapon and surrendering the weapon is even more despised by the people of the world, even if it picks up a dog's life, it is not as good as the joy of death.

Similarly, as a general, he has his own considerations.

Now at a disadvantage, the remnants of the infantry are unable to continue, so they can only rely on the lives of these hundreds of remaining sergeants to seek the final battle merits.

Being able to engage the enemy as much as possible and be able to fight in close combat does not live up to the original purpose of this charge.

Even if the barbarians are cunning and refuse to fight in close quarters with their own army, they can die on the way to the charge, and it is not in vain that these loyal Qin soldiers will fight a big battle.

Soldiers martyred the country, and their souls bless the territory.

In just a few breaths, the barbarian salvo of arrows had already broken through a hundred paces of space and came at a rapid pace.

"Hah!" The Lord's eyes were like torches, the muscles of his whole body were tense, he held his breath and concentrated his strength on his arms, and while rushing forward, he saw the opportunity to wave the sword in his hand left and right, only to hear "Rub rub!" Three consecutive piercing blows of gold and iron slammed sharply echoed on the wasteland, and the three feather arrows that were originally fierce and rushed straight to the door were all broken in response, and the debris was scattered everywhere, sinking into the loess.

"With such a powerful Shen Yu arrow, I'm afraid that only the Huns galloping on horseback can shoot it!"

The Lord will have a light in his eyes, and while breathing heavily, he will withdraw his sword and plunge it into the ground under his feet for a temporary rest.

Previously, it was the Qin army's large-scale killing and charging of the Hun iron cavalry over a long distance, the crossbow machine technology of the nomadic herding on the bright side is difficult to defeat the farming, the Qin crossbow bow is strong and the arrow is fast, killing the Quartet, and no one can stop it.

Now that the roles are reversed, and the offense and defense are changed, I know how difficult it is to rely on the slashing of the sword to block the menacing feather arrows.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been through a hundred battles today, his arm strength was more than a thousand pounds, his swordsmanship was exquisite, and his sense of smell was sensitive, I am afraid it would not be easy to escape under this round of volleys.

The three arrows just now, I tried my best, but I could only change the original flight trajectory of the arrow, plus appropriate emergency dodging, to escape and save my life.

Once upon a time, it seemed that someone once said that on the battlefield, every moment of loss of consciousness or hesitation may cost his life, and he really understood the meaning of this sentence......

If there is one more arrow, what awaits you must be the end of death.

"Not good! Ben will go all out, but he can only dodge one or two slightly, and the rest of the soldiers are afraid that they will be more than lucky! ”

Kui Jun's heart moved, his face was shocked, and he was just about to turn back, when he heard another loud noise in the Hun army in front of him, and once again carried out a volley of bows and arrows.

The barbarians are really not vegetarians, they are shrewd, and now that the Qin people are tired, they naturally won't give them any respite.

"Whoosh-"

When Kui Jun heard this, he raised his head, and saw feathered arrows like flying locusts rushing out of the battle, and a piece of black pressure rushed to his face, covering the sky and the sun, roaring on the wasteland, turning into the god of death who harvested life!

At this time, he had already charged to a distance of less than 100 steps from the forward Xiongnu army formation, although he did not have the time and opportunity to gather the remaining Qin army, presumably they were not far from here.

"Soldiers, kill the enemy with Ben!"

The Lord General shouted loudly, and a low cry suddenly resounded through the sky.

Since the arrow has to be sent on the string, since it can't change the outcome of destruction, we must not let these barbarians galloping on the grassland laugh and break the backbone of the old Qin people!

Regardless of the numbness in his arms, the battle in his legs, and no one responded to his orders, the commander of the Qin army at this time had only one thought in his heart:

Rush to the front of the barbarian formation, defeat the remnants of the remnants of the army, and seek the final battle merit!

The idea in his heart has been established, and his mind has become blank, and the main general of the Qin army, who has a tendon, seems to have long been unable to care about anything else, with a tiger under his feet, holding the bloodstained bronze sword in both hands, gritting his teeth and galloping hard.

"Puff puff!"

At this time, only the sound of whirring wind, and the sound of sharp arrows piercing flesh and blood, and shooting out, lingered in Kui Jun's ears for a long time.

"That's it...... Just ...... It's almost ......."