On November 26, the 37th year of the first emperor, there are only a few sentences about this day in the official history of the later dynasties:

"On the 26th, the city of Touman was broken, the city was in chaos, and many of the Huns' subordinates were killed and wounded."

Later historians were also secretive about this incident, rarely mentioning it, and praising the Qin army's unprecedented in-depth attack on the Xiongnu. With astonishing determination and courage, 10,000 Qin troops crossed the Hanhai, the land of death, and burst out on the banks of the Santan River, destroying three times the size of their own Xiongnu elite cavalry. In less than three days, the royal city named after Toumandan Yu fell under the iron cavalry of the Qin people.

This battle severely stabbed the self-esteem of the Huns, and the Qin wantonly burned and plundered their royal city, defiling their temples with horses' hooves. When the wailing came, Tou Manshan looked up to the sky and wailed, and wept silently day and night. The Hun man slashed his cheek with a scimitar and let the blood flow.

The image of the Qin army's bravery and brutality impressed every steppe person, even if it was the Great Huns who were in their heyday, the invincibility of the Qin army was still a lingering nightmare on the grassland.

At the same time, this war is also one of the few stains on Han Shin as a generation of famous generals.

In the legends of the Huns, he is described as a five-foot-tall demon with a mouth of fire that specializes in eating the heart, lungs, and internal organs of the Huns. The Xiongnu had no historians, no era, and in their only historical records, they only called that day the day of blood weeping. Thirty thousand Huns were killed, and their bodies were dumped in all corners of the city. The heads of the nobles were cut off, and their property was robbed by the Qin army who broke into the door. The woman was rudely dragged into the camp tent by the Qin army, and the screams and wails of the whole city could be heard everywhere.

As the commander-in-chief, Han Xin's first order after entering the city was that he should sleep behind closed doors, and he hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights. He was told that he would never be allowed to be woken up unless he was killed by Touman's army. It wasn't until he woke up early the next morning that Han Xin was shocked to find that Touman City had become a sea of blood, and hurriedly ordered the military regulations to be rectified.

This also gave later generations of historians who supported him one more reason, how could Han Xin, a peerless famous general, condone his subordinates to burn, kill, rob, rape @ adultery, and plunder. He must have been so tired that he forgot to give strict orders to discipline the army in his hurry after entering the city. But this statement has a fatal flaw, because not only Han Xin, but also Wang Jing, Luan Ji and other senior military officers all mysteriously disappeared that day.

The unrestrained Qin army was like a wild beast, the blood made them look around the city for their next prey with red eyes, and the royal city of the Huns became a violent and bloody city of hell, and the blood flowing from the streets slowly gathered into a river, so that the snowflakes that fell a few days later had a strange dark red.

A hundred years later, a young historian gave a new account of Han Shin's role in the massacre, believing that Han Shin had no choice, so he used the excuse of sleeping behind closed doors.

Far from the rear, despair once enveloped this lone Qin army. In order to keep them strong in combat, Han Xin kept making promises, promising them wealth, merit, and women. This lone Qin army endured hunger, thirst, and disease in the Hanhai, and endured high-intensity battles and death on the grasslands, relying on the hope of victory that their commanders constantly brought to them, and made them full of confidence and eager to fulfill their promises.

Therefore, Han Xin remained silent about the killing and looting after entering the city, he clearly knew that the high-intensity combat in the past month and a half had brought the soldiers to the brink of getting out of control, and if they were not allowed to vent the negative emotions brought by the high pressure, it was likely that the Manchester City army would mutiny before they could get out.

The day of weeping blood was indeed the 'day of weeping blood', and although it was extremely tragic, it did last only one day.

In the early morning of the next day, the light cavalry of the guards walked all over the city, and the horn of the assembly sounded 'woo', and the disheveled Qin soldiers poured out of the Huns' tents, running towards the camp while wearing their clothes and armor in a panic.

In the center of the city, the fence outside the original Xiongnu king's court has been pushed to the ground, and the Qin army temporarily set up a point platform in the central open space, and Han Xinzheng stood side by side with Wang Jing and Luan Ji.

Compared to Wang Jing and Luan Ji's gloomy faces, Han Xin's expression looked no different from usual. After a day's rest, his complexion looked much more energetic, and he was calmly looking at the noisy soldiers in the audience.

Looking up at the sky, Han Xin said to Qi Jiang beside him: "Qi Sima, beat the drum again." ”

Qi Jiang was temporarily appointed as the marching Sima of the army, and he was in charge of the copywriters and subordinates in the army.

The war drums beat through the three links, and by the time the war drums fell on the third one, most of the soldiers in the Qin army had already returned to the camp, but the queue was a little chaotic, the military uniforms on their bodies were not neat, and some of the soldiers were not even wearing weapons.

After the three-way drum, Tian Shi took Han Xin's personal guards to inspect the streets, and on the way, whenever he encountered the Qin soldiers wandering, as well as the soldiers who were sleeping in the tent and did not hear the sound of drums and trumpets, they were all arrested and tied into a string with ropes and tied behind the horses.

An hour later, all the 143 soldiers who had not arrived were taken back to the camp and tied up and knelt on the ground. Most of them looked depressed and in a trance, apparently 'playing' too much to notice the drums.

Han Xin looked at these soldiers and said lightly; "Kill them all."

The army was suddenly silent, and the soldiers looked at Han Xin with their mouths wide open. Han Xin looked at Qi Jiang and raised his voice and said sharply; "Qi Jiang, do you want to disobey military orders?"

Qi Jiang gritted his teeth and responded; "No." After speaking, he was about to give an order, but was held down by Luan Ji.

Luan Ji pleaded with Han Xin; "My lord, these are our brothers, born and died together, this time is just a first offense, it is better to spare them once, and change it to a heavy rod of fifty as punishment."

Han Xin was unmoved, staring at him and said coldly; "Luan Junhou, you have been a general in the army for many years, if you follow the laws of Qin, what should you do if you don't follow the orders in the army."

Luan Ji was in a cold sweat on his head, lowered his head and gritted his teeth, and said, "Be chopped." He looked up at Wang Jing, who had been calm and didn't speak, as if he had already known what Han Xin had done. He hesitated, then did not ask again.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the crowd kneeling on the ground; "I'm not convinced."

Han Xin looked up when he heard the voice, "Who is not convinced." ”

"It's Lao Tzu." A strong man on his knees struggled to stand up, glared at Han Xin angrily, and yelled; "My lord, my Wang Hu followed you from birth to death, and when I attacked the West Gate yesterday, I was the first to jump on the city gate and killed more than 30 Huns, why do you want to kill me.

"Take the merit book." Hearing this, a personal soldier quickly went to fetch a roll of bamboo slips and handed it to Han Xin. Han Xin opened it and looked at it carefully, and read: "Wang Hu, the commander of the Chinese army, beheaded twelve in the battle of the Santan River and killed a Hun centurion. On the first day of the siege, he crossed the west city, fought hard for an hour and a half, killed more than 30 Huns, and was stabbed several times. ”

Wang Hu listened to Han Xin's credit and raised his head with some pride. See Han Xindao again; "Qi Sima."

"The subordinates are here."

"According to the system of Wang Hu, what rank should he be?"

Qi Jiang thought for a moment and replied; "Your Excellency, according to the system, it should be promoted to the upper creation."

Han Xin nodded, and then said to Wang Hu: "I will report your merits to Sima Xingyuan, and your eldest son will inherit your title." ”

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, he thought that Han Xin and his military exploits would spare his life, but he still insisted on killing him, and he was shocked; "My lord, I don't accept it, I won't die for my sin."

At this time, more than 100 soldiers kneeling on the ground began to croak, shouting loudly in disobedience. The generals on the stage also showed unbearable expressions, and they all looked at Han Xin.

Han Xin was still expressionless, just said slowly word by word; "If you have meritorious service, you will be rewarded, and if you have done so, you will be punished, I will truthfully report your military merits, and your family will be blessed, you can rest assured." shouted loudly: "Tian Shi." ”

"Humble duty." Tashi strode forward and knelt down on one knee in response.

"Execution."

"No."

Tian Shi took more than 100 personal soldiers and stood behind everyone one after another, and shouted; "Brothers, go on the road with peace of mind."

There was a 'chirp, chirp', one hundred and forty-three heads fell to the ground, and a hideous-looking head rolled down to Luan Ji's feet. He only felt a pang of disbelief, and took his eyes off the round and open-eyed head, and when he saw Han Xin and Wang Jing with expressionless faces, he became more and more sure that this was what they had planned a long time ago.

More than 100 heads fell to the ground, and the army was full of slaughter. Han Xin's calm gaze slowly swept over everyone's faces, and said in a loud voice; "I promised you that I would bring you military merits, wealth, and women, and I Hanxin did it. In forty-two days, we crossed the Hanhai, defeated the main force of the Xiongnu, and occupied the royal court of the Xiongnu. ”

"No, not an army, but we did. When you return home, you can show off to others, saying that you have slept with the Xiongnu Shan Yu, that you have urinated in the temple of the Xiongnu, and that wealth and titles will be waiting for you in your hometown. ”

Han Xin raised his right arm and roared loudly: "Now, I am going to fulfill my last promise to you, I want to take you home, back to the Northern Army, back to Great Qin." ”

The soldiers in the audience were infected by Han Xin, and they waved their arms and shouted loudly in unison; "Go home! Go home! Go home! ”

The Qin army moved quickly, and in the afternoon, they had already set off in a group, leaving behind them a ghostly head Manchester City. Every Qin army's horses were puffed up high, and their faces were filled with happy smiles, and they were not in the slightest worried about the pursuit of the Huns. In their opinion, Han Xin can lead them to victory after victory and create glory again and again.

On the white horse, Han Xin's face was heavy, and the scout in front intercepted Touman's letter to Subu Ju Ciyun,

The Huns' army of Monan had returned to the division ten days ago to rescue, and in a few days, they would be able to rush to the city of Touman, which had been reduced to rubble.