After the continuous huge earthquake, the soldiers of the Han army who finally stabilized their bodies on the head of the city hurriedly stretched their heads out of the battlements to look, as the smoke and dust slowly fell, the valley outside the city could be vaguely seen scorched black, dozens of huge deep pits. The Huns, full of pits and valleys, are desperately fleeing towards the valley.

However, the battle did not end there, and there were thousands of Hun cavalry and slaves remaining near the city walls. Now they didn't dare to step across the scorched valley and flee to the grassland, so they had to storm the gates and walls of the Han army without fear of death. Even if it is killed by the Han people, it is better than being chopped to pieces by the unknown "divine thunder", in case there is still a curse and cannot return to the immortal heaven, wouldn't it be a lonely ghost forever?

The generals of the Han army, who were surprised, naturally knew the intentions of the commander Qin Yong, and hurriedly ordered his soldiers to kill the chaotic Huns. And the Han army's gun array in the passage of the city gate also began to advance outside the city gate with all their might, trying to force all the Huns out of the passage.

However, Qin Yong didn't seem to be satisfied with this progress, he personally walked to the banner bearer on the top of the city tower, gave a few words of instruction, and then walked to the golden drum himself, and didn't care about plugging his ears with a handkerchief, he picked up the drumstick and quickly knocked out a fine drum beat.

After listening to the drumbeat, the Han generals in various parts of the city pondered carefully, and their complexions could not help but change slightly. It was actually to let all the Han soldiers near the city gate withdraw from the passage and ascend to the top of the city. At this time, the situation is very good, and this military order really makes them a little confused. However, the Han army is strictly disciplined, and the military orders are like mountains, if there is disobedience, even if the battle is won in the end, the head of the clan will not be the slightest soft. In particular, several generals who commanded the spearmen and crossbowmen near the city gate ordered their soldiers to retreat as quickly as possible and withdrew from the city gate passage.

The Hun cavalry near the city gate was already desperate and ready to fight to the death. Who knew that the pressure in front of him suddenly decreased, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and Fu began to rush towards the city gate again. The soldiers of the Han army who withdrew from the city gate climbed the city wall one after another, and more than a thousand Hun iron horsemen near the dull area swarmed in, trampling all the corpses piled up in the passage into flesh and mud, completely unhindered, and the speed of entering the city could not help but speed up a few points.

Although there were still nearly 10,000 Hun horsemen and slaves outside the city wall, there were only more than 1,000 Huns near the city gate, and all of them entered the city in a moment. However, when they tried to slash and kill the Han Chinese, they were shocked to find that there were no Han foot soldiers on the main road in the city. And on the bluestone avenue that passed through the city in front of them, thousands of murderous Han army horsemen dressed in black armor and holding halberds stood neatly.

Qin Yong's youngest son, Qin Fang, stood in front of the cavalry phalanx, his eyes full of excitement. Qin Fang is only in his early twenties, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, born with divine power, and quite an ancestral legacy. He has been fighting on the battlefield with his father and brother since he was a child, grew up in the army, and now he is the captain of Qin Yong's personal guard cavalry battalion, so he naturally wants to inherit the family style and kill Hu Lu.

At this time, the drum beat again, watching the order flag at the head of the city flying, Qin Fang's face flushed, and he shouted: "Brothers, follow me into the thief camp, rush!" ”

As Qin Fang rushed out first, the big man behind him drove the war horse, raised the halberd, and galloped forward quickly. It is not a loss to the personal guard cavalry camp of the commander of the Han army, and in just a few hundred steps, the horse speed of the Han army has been mentioned to the extreme. The rumbling sound shook the earth, and the more than 1,000 Hun iron horsemen in front of them were all shocked, and it was too late to raise the speed of the horses, so they turned their horses' heads one after another, trying to avoid the charge of the Han army.

However, to their surprise, the roaring Han cavalry, in addition to stabbing the Hun cavalry who had no time to dodge on the road, did not pay any attention to the rest of the Huns who were scattered and evaded, but went straight through the already unobstructed city gate passage and galloped towards the outside of the city.

After thousands of Han horses rode out of the city, the frightened Huns came back to their senses, but before they had time to rejoice that they had escaped death, they only heard the sound of arrows breaking through the air, and the arrows in the sky screamed and pierced down from the sky. The crossbowmen of the Han army near the city tower, in just one volley, half of the Huns in the city were shot into hedgehogs.

The remaining Xiongnu soldiers couldn't help but be frightened, and hurriedly rode their horses to hide back and forth between the dense tents in the city. However, at this time, there were still tens of thousands of Han soldiers in the city, and with the Han army gun array near the city tower returning to its position, the city gate was firmly blocked, and the remnants of hundreds of Xiongnu lone troops in the city were destroyed only in the morning and evening.

At this time, the Xiongnu army was already in chaos. Tens of thousands of Xiongnu soldiers who panicked and fled for their lives scattered all the Xiongnu rear troops who had not yet returned to their senses. Seeing that the Xiongnu generals were unable to reorganize the army at all, King Youxian turned pale, and sent the most elite personal cavalry around him to block the exit of the valley, constantly slashing and killing deserters, trying to curb the spread of the rout. However, many crazy deserters also picked up sabers and slashed at the guards who had always been feared like tigers. As the rest of the deserters followed suit, the scene became more and more chaotic.

At this moment, a frightened roar suddenly came from the rear deserters in the valley: "The Han army is coming!" Run! ”

As the rumbling hooves of the horses in the rear became clearer, a greater panic quickly spread, and the Hun deserters, who had still had some sense, also joined the ranks of the slashing guards at this time. With the appearance of the first gap, the defense line of the entire pro-guard team is like a dam that bursts the embankment, and the deserters in the valley swarm out, drowning all the Hun rear army.

"King, the defeat of our army has been decided, let's withdraw our troops quickly!" The Hun generals had no battle at this time, and hurriedly suggested.

Hearing this, King Youxian was furious, raised the whip in his hand, and wanted to pull it over the head of the Hun general, but in the end he didn't make a move, but sighed, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Order to withdraw the troops!" ”

The Hun generals, who breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly gathered the guards of the various departments, protected the right Xian King, and galloped towards the northwest. Now that the Han army has won a big victory, it will definitely not miss the opportunity, and I am afraid that it will be pursued vigorously. The camp is not able to go back, fortunately, the right royal court of the Huns is only more than 200 miles, and it can be reached in one day, and there is no longer any hesitation at the moment, and it is right to flee as soon as possible.

Qin Fangzheng, the captain of the Han Army, led the soldiers of the cavalry battalion to slash and kill the Xiongnu rout, not caring about the huge numerical disadvantage. The soldiers of the Han army in Guancheng had already cleaned up the remnants of more than 10,000 Huns under the city, and they all stood at the head of the city and looked at it from afar, and saw a very exciting scene.

Thousands of Xuan-colored Han horsemen put on a cone-shaped front formation, like a black sharp blade, fiercely cutting the tide-like Hun rout and advancing rapidly. I don't know if it's an illusion, the soldiers at the head of the city only feel that the edge of the blade is constantly splashing bright red blood flowers, one after another, very spectacular. Only Qin Yong and Cangsu, who were holding binoculars on the city tower, knew that it was not an illusion at all, but the elite cavalry of the Han army, relying on the speed of horses, slashed the halberd through the neck of the Huns, and one by one the high heads flew up, and the headless corpse spurted a large amount of blood.

Qin Yong, who has been expressionless since the start of the war, was already flushed at this time, not only proud of his youngest son, but also excited about the most painful victory since the founding of the Han Dynasty. He put down his binoculars and excitedly shouted: "All the generals will beat the drums with me, and the whole army will go out of the city to kill the enemy!" ”

When the generals of the Han army heard this, they were all ecstatic. Seeing that the cavalry battalion's robe Ze was killing the enemy in front of him, his heart was already itching, and now the commander is going to share the military merits, and he doesn't know what to do. They stepped forward and picked up the drumsticks, beat the drumbeat of the whole army's attack, and also sounded the death knell of the Huns.

The soldiers who were still able to move in the city, even the wounded soldiers in the battalion, as long as they could pick up their weapons, heard this shocking and exciting drumbeat, and all left the camp, and under the reorganization of the generals of each battalion, they lined up neatly in a military formation. Tens of thousands of soldiers and dozens of military formations quickly but orderly rushed out of the city gate and went to the northwest to cover and kill.

The high-ranking generals on the city tower, except for the commander Qin Yong and Cang Su, who were still beating drums, the rest had already returned to the headquarters with their personal guards and led the army to attack. The generals of the Han army knew that they were different from Qin Yong, and their military exploits had to be won with their own hands. Qin Yong and Cang Su don't need to compete for military merit at all - Qin Yong is the boss, and any credit is counted as him; Cangsu's Yu Linwei made great contributions this time, and the first credit was that he couldn't run away.

The personal guard cavalry battalion led by Qin Fang had already killed the bloody road at this time, and went out of the entrance of the valley, forcing the Xiongnu camp. He knew very well that the Xiongnu Youxian King and other thief chieftains must have fled, and they couldn't catch up with them at this time. The royal court on the right is close to this, if you chase it far, I am afraid that you will be very happy and sad. However, at this time, he turned around and strangled the remaining remnants of the Huns, for fear of arousing their will to die.

Various thoughts flashed quickly in Qin Li's mind, and after a while, he ordered the soldiers to turn their horses' heads, slightly deviate from the direction of the Huns' westward flight, reorganize the army formation, and continue to attack the Xiongnu army in an oblique direction. The effect was surprisingly good, and the Huns, who only cared about fleeing for their lives, did not have any resistance, but the speed of running was greatly slowed down.

Every oblique cut of the personal guard cavalry battalion will take away the heads of more than a thousand Xiongnu routers. After doing so more than ten times, although more than 10,000 Hun iron horsemen were killed and wounded, they also escaped a lot. Seeing that less than half of the Xiongnu army in the rear was gone, and it was unlikely that it would pose a threat to the soldiers of the cavalry battalion, Qin immediately relented, gritted his teeth, and ordered the soldiers of the cavalry battalion to turn around and charge, in order to block the remaining tens of thousands of Huns in the valley.

At this time, the Xiongnu rout army had no intention of fighting, and in the face of thousands of Han army elite cavalry who suddenly turned on the retreat road ahead, their hearts were full of despair, but they could only raise their sabers and win hard. Since the speed of the horses on both sides could no longer be mentioned at this time, the duel between the cavalry in the front row turned into a white-knuckle battle. The so-called one inch is short and one inch is dangerous, the Hun cavalry holding a saber is at an absolute disadvantage in the face of the Han army's horse halberd, coupled with the simple leather armor on the body and the strong armor of the Han army, the Hun cavalry quickly despaired.

Just when there was a blockade in front and a chasing soldier in the back, I don't know who got up, a large number of Xiongnu rout troops threw away their weapons, and shouted in the half-baked Han tone of their companions: "Surrender!" Surrender! ”

I have to say that the Huns, who have always been accustomed to fighting with the wind, have a very weak will to fight. When the situation is good, they are indeed brave and strong, but once the situation collapses, it is not too shameful for them to surrender, anyway, the tribes of the steppes often fight against each other, but there is little precedent for killing prisoners.

Therefore, when the generals of the Han army who arrived in the city with great interest, they did not see half of the Huns who had blown up the thorns, and they were all full of disappointment. A rough Guanzhong man spat at the Hun general who dismounted and begged to surrender, and opened his mouth to scold: "It's really his grandmother's bad luck, why don't you resist for a while?" The military exploits of the captives are not as many as the killings of the enemy! ”

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