(Thanks to Dameng, Zhao Wuxian 2014, UFGW, Guoguoda, nico88, Xinhai Wubo, and the moment of love)

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The remnant sun is like blood, shining on the dark brown earth, a puddle of blood, scorching and dazzling, thick and pungent blood, and the middle people want to vomit. As far as the eye can see, only the bloodstains show that there was a tragic battle here, but not a single corpse is missing.

"How can there be no corpses? All buried? Or was it taken by those goddamn bastards? "The right virtuous king of the Southern Huns is humiliated, and he is roaring at his subordinates.

He was in his thirties, wearing a hat with a muddy head, gold rings on his ears, a stout figure, a red face, two large lumps of flesh on his cheekbones, and his eyes were squeezed to only a thin line. The name of the right virtuous king sounds very scary, according to the number of the kings of the Huns, ranking third, second only to Da Shan Yu and Zuo Xian Wang. In the heyday of the Xiongnu, the right virtuous king, and even the prime minister of the Han Dynasty had to salute for three points. However, at this time and at that time, since the Northern Xiongnu fled westward, the Southern Xiongnu were attached, and the Xiongnu no longer had the glory of the past.

In the fifth year of Zhongping, there was a civil strife in the Southern Xiongnu, and Shan Yu, who was ordered to fight against Zhang Chun and Zhang Ju for the Han Dynasty, lost his foundation and could not return to his hometown, so he stayed in Hanoi. This divided side branch of the Xiongnu was even weaker, and the entire tribe was only a few hundred tents. Fortunately, most of them are warriors who go out to fight, and most of them are young and strong, and although they are small in number, they have strong combat power. It's just a tribe of a few thousand people, and they are also taking themselves too seriously.

The Huns searched everywhere and found no newly dug burial pits, and it was confirmed that all the captives and corpses had been taken away.

Go to the humble, more than a hundred fighters. How many such losses can the clan withstand? In any case, whether it is a prisoner or a corpse, it must be taken back!

Before the last remnant of the sun disappeared, more than 300 Hun cavalry appeared outside the Jia's dock wall, shouting and shouting, running horses and raising dust, from time to time the Huns crossed the broken sheep and horse wall, approached the dry trench in front of the dock wall, and shot indiscriminately into the dock wall.

There are many figures in the dock wall. The sword and spear reflect the light, and every section of the battlement wall is covered with guards, and at a glance, it is dense and dense, and I am afraid that there are not as many as seven or eight hundred. Most of the Huns' indiscriminate arrows were blocked by the battlement wall, and a few arrows wounded several guards, causing a commotion.

With the eye of humility. It's easy to see that these guards lack experience in battle, but after all, there are many people, and they are defending the wall, if they are attacked. Even if you win, the loss is not small. Therefore, it is better to use intimidation than to threaten with force.

"The right virtuous king of the Great Huns has arrived, who is the person in charge, come out to answer."

The voice of the humiliation was amplified in unison by fifty servants. Like rolling thunder, it resounded through the dock wall.

In a side room, Ma Han was served by two attendants. He was wearing the freshly cleaned Mingguang armor, but the faint smell of blood couldn't be washed away. Hearing the thunderous sound, Ma Han didn't move his eyebrows. Once you are dressed, take off your bow and arrows and stride out the door. Outside the door, Jia Cai, Jia Xu and the three sons were standing and waiting.

Ma Han nodded to everyone one by one, looked up at the sky, and said with a smile: "The Huns came at the right time. ”

Jia Xu also smiled: "Xu Gongming and Wu Sima must also be ready." ”

Jia Cai took a step forward and said with some worry: "Cai Xing is not dishonored, and has borrowed six hundred guards from the surrounding docks, but if it starts, it may not be really willing to contribute, and I am afraid that it is not an enemy of the Huns." ”

Jia Xu shook his head: "It's not stupid to be humble, I won't attack the dock with horses, it's just to intimidate with momentum." ”

Ma Han laughed and said, "Isn't it scary, I like it the most!" Come on, let's go and meet this right sage king. ”

On the gatehouse of the dock wall, Ma Han is in front, Jia Xu is half a step behind, and further back are the brothers Jia Mu and Jia Ji, and around the four of them are guards holding shields.

Ma Han pressed the railing with his hand, leaned over and shouted to the Huns: "Who is looking for me?" ”

As soon as the sound of the horse came out, the Hun cavalry who were riding and bending their bows and showing off their strength were stunned. Soon, several horsemen galloped towards them, and when they were a stone's throw away, a Hun man who looked like a leader raised his head and pointed: "Are you the master of this dock wall?" ”

"I am not the master of this place, but I am the one who killed all the Huns...... Oh, so you're not looking for me. Ma Hanwei turned to the side and let go of Jia Xu, "This is the owner of this place, you talk slowly, I'll rest first." ”

As soon as Ma Han said this, the Huns below suddenly exploded, shouting and scolding, and the leader even took off his strong bow and shot at Ma Hao. The guards on both sides of the horse immediately blocked in front of him, and used special iron shields to send the arrows flying.

The leader of the Huns is putting the second arrow on the bow handle, facing a little cold star, and even the idea of dodging has not yet arisen, poof! An arrow shot into the front door, came out of the brain, and fell off the horse. The two Huns on the left and right panicked, and before they could load the corpse of the leader on their horses, they fired two more arrows, and there were two more corpses on the ground.

The Huns were furious, and soon snatched out more than ten horses, and pounced on the three corpses under the gatehouse, and at the same time the bows and arrows were raised, aiming at the position of the horseman, just waiting to get close to the shooting distance, and shooting arrows indiscriminately to cover the robbery of the corpses. But they had barely taken a few steps out of the formation when an incredible ultra-long-range arrow strike came.

Woooo The arrows are like threads, one after another, fast, far, accurate and ruthless. More than a dozen Hun cavalrymen, who were named from a distance of one hundred and fifty paces, were shot over most of them before they could run a hundred paces, some were killed on the spot, and some of them were not hit, but they fell off the back of a high-speed galloping horse, and they also lost half their lives. The rest of the horses, their souls scattered, and they turned their horses and ran—but they didn't want to think about how to escape from the fifty paces of death.

Bang! The last Hun fell, one foot was caught in the stirrups, and the horse galloped wildly, dragging out a long trail of blood......

Quiet, a full ten breaths, except for the sound of the wind and the sound of horses snorting, it was quiet. Then, on the dock wall, there was a thunderous roar of joy. The Jia brothers looked at the back of Ma Han, full of admiration.

The Huns were surprisingly quiet, no longer shouting before, and these Hu people, who were good at riding and shooting, knew better than the guards on the dock wall what an amazing archery skill it was to shoot a hundred and fifty paces away. For them, such a shooter is worthy of awe.

Ma Han's voice sounded again: "Go to humility, if you want to talk, come out and talk to me." If you want to shoot, find some decent people, or. Come yourself. ”

Finally, the voice of the humble sounded: "Who are you?" ”

"The right general of the Han Dynasty, Liaodong is too guarded by horses!"

The Huns were sensational, and Ma Han's name was really too loud, killing Li Li and Hu Feng, two generals of the Xiliang Army, with one arrow, and a big brawl between the Xiliang Army and the Baibo Army. Even the Huns landed in this field, and half of it was because of it.

Go Bei's head was buzzing, if it was a moment ago, he was still thinking about whether to attack, at this moment, this thought was thrown out of the clouds. No wonder there is such a strong archery. It turned out to be the Liaodong Tianju whose arrow pierced the gourd!

Why is this person here? Well, it seems that there is no need to ask, because even their Huns are not here as well. It's no wonder that hundreds of spirits rode for less than half an hour before they were completely killed and crashed into the hands of this evil star......

Go to grit his teeth and raise his voice: "My clan collided with the nobleman and was severely punished by the general, I have nothing to say, I just want to know." How many captives I have, I will redeem them with sheep and cattle. ”

Ma Han's voice was cold: "I don't have much food, so there are no prisoners." ”

The Huns believed in the respect of the strong. In front of the strong man in this powerful pass, although they were slapped in the face, all the Huns were silent, and there was no longer a menacing momentum.

If you really want to turn around and lead the troops, you can leave. In order to avoid such humiliation, helplessly, even if there are no prisoners. He also had to get hundreds of corpses back. Because every corpse means a fortune, and only by bringing the corpse back to the clan can one take its property for oneself, which is an ancient custom.

Ma Han seemed to know what Qubei was thinking, and said in a loud voice: "It's not difficult to get the body back, I don't want a ransom, I don't want to pay a ransom, I just need to exchange - release all the Guanzhong Li people who you have captured all the way to Xikou, and provide each of them with seven days' rations." Well, I'm not too presumptuous, right? ”

It's really not too much, and I almost didn't think about it, so I agreed. Immediately send the commander of the cavalry guards around him, hold his golden arrows, and quickly return to the Lishan camp, and release the people immediately. And on this side, Ma Han finally raised his noble hand and asked the Huns to collect the corpses in that place.

While waiting for news, Ma Han also agreed to let a few Hun representatives enter the dock wall and inspect the hundreds of corpses. Although there are quite a lot of corpses that are incomplete, but generally every Hun soldier has a waist card to show his identity, with this, even if it is a headless corpse, it can also match the number.

When the Huns were busy, no one paid attention to it, and a goshawk flew up from the dock and went straight into the sky......

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At the foot of Li Mountain, the felt tent stretches for several miles. The felt tent of the Huns, to be precise, the felt tent of the Hu people is different from that of the Han army. The soldiers' tents of the Han army were very close to each other, almost one by one, and there was a fence next to each felt tent of the Hu people, which contained cattle, horses, sheep and other livestock, and there were more or less slaves to shepherd, so although there were not many soldiers and horses, it covered a very wide area. Most of these cattle, sheep and slaves were the spoils of war after crossing the river and defeating the Xiliang army.

As soon as night fell, several Hun cavalry guards rushed into the camp, and soon the whole camp was in an uproar, and everywhere there were cries and whippings. Then groups of unkempt and unclothed slaves, one sheep for every two people and one cow for every ten, drove out of the camp by a group of Huns, and staggered towards Baling.

Half an hour after the group had disappeared, a fiery dragon appeared in the field—a group of horsemen with torches in their hands and galloping into view.

The Hun patrols came from all directions to intercept, and what they saw were the few cavalry guards who had just delivered orders.

"The people of Liaodong are still trustworthy and put our people back." So said the Commander of the Guards.

The night was dark, the fire was extinguished, and no one noticed the stiffness on his face and the twinkle in his eyes. No one even noticed that a tall figure was clinging to his side beside him.

The Hun patrolmen were overjoyed, and one by one they rushed forward, patted their backs and shoulders, and celebrated loudly.

The night was cold and the north wind was bitter, and these released Huns were all covered with kudzu scarves to keep out the cold wind. Everyone is buried in their horses and gallops, and they don't pay much attention.

When the Hun patrol slowly dispersed and the gate of the camp creaked open, the cavalry commander who had been leading the way in front finally couldn't hold it back, knocked his feet on the belly of the horse, rushed forward, and shouted: "Close the door, they are not ......"

A flash of light flickered, the sound stopped abruptly, and a stream of angry blood sent the skull flying several feet.

The tall figure beside the commander of the cavalry guard, holding a sharp axe, ripped off the blood-stained face scarf, revealing Xu Huang's murderous face: "Wolf Tooth Flying Horse, Xiliang Ruishi, kick the camp!" (To be continued......)