When the dragoon guards escorted the three Hun soldiers to arrive, Deng Zhan thought that the beaver king would be a little ridiculous, but he didn't expect that he didn't feel too nervous about being found out at all, but instead admitted that he had set the fire.

Not only did he admit to setting fire, but the Beaver King even threatened him with the large number of soldiers and horses under his account, making it clear that he was provoking King Guli and Deng Zhan.

King Zuogu Li originally gathered an army of more than 100,000 Huns to make a sneak attack, leaving many Hun warriors in the wilderness near the royal court forever, and the beaver king, who originally had the fewest soldiers and horses, became the most powerful one among the kings at this time.

As soon as the shouts of the beaver king fell, the Huns stationed in the wilderness became chaotic, and even the sound of fighting could be heard a little farther away.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and the Beaver King seemed to be completely in control of the situation, looking at the left and right Gu Li King and Deng Zhan with a smug face.

With his hands behind his back, Deng Zhan didn't say anything, but Huang Sheng, who was standing between King Zuogu Li and his entourage, moved at this time.

Huang Sheng's speed was extremely fast, and when he jumped forward, no one felt his abnormal movement at all.

Although the Beaver King had thin cheeks, his physique was very strong, and although his reflexes could not be said to be very sensitive, he was not sluggish.

He didn't see how Huang Sheng jumped towards him, the Beaver King just felt a black shadow rushing towards him, so he hurriedly reached out and drew the saber at his waist.

The few Hun soldiers standing behind the Beaver King had not even reacted to what was happening, and Huang Sheng had already jumped in front of the Beaver King.

The straight knife in his hand was sharpened, and with an arc-like light and shadow crossing, a cold chill was already close to the neck of the mountain beaver king.

The straight knife in the beaver king's hand was also pointed upward, directly blocking the light and shadow.

But his straight knife didn't touch the light and shadow, and just as the straight knife was about to pick the light and shadow, the light and shadow suddenly changed to a very strange and tricky angle, and slashed down at the mountain beaver king from the side.

Seeing that the light and shadow suddenly changed the angle, the Beaver King wanted to change the trajectory of the straight knife to block the light and shadow, but the speed was already a little overwhelming.

"Choke!" With a crisp sound of gold and iron, the Beaver King only felt a sharp pain in his waist, and a sharp long sword, after hitting his straight knife, slashed against his waist.

With a pain in his lower ribs, the Beaver King snorted, and the straight knife in his hand was much less powerful.

Before he could recover from the pain, a foot had already kicked him in the chest.

was kicked in the chest by Huang Sheng, and the Beaver King staggered back a few steps before he sat on the ground.

Just as he sat down on the ground, struggling to get up, Huang Sheng had already stepped in front of him, lifting a foot and stepping on his shoulder.

When he fell to the ground, the Beaver King did not throw away the straight knife, and as soon as Huang Sheng's foot stepped on his shoulder, he grabbed the straight knife tightly and stabbed the knife into Huang Sheng's crotch.

If he is stabbed by this knife, even if Huang Sheng is not cut out of a bloody hole from the bottom up, I am afraid that he will not want to have any descendants in this life.

The Beaver King's straight knife had just stabbed upward, and the long sword in Huang Sheng's hand had already stabbed into his throat with a "poof".

The long sword was inserted from the beaver king's throat and peeked out from the back of his neck, and the beaver king's body shook, and the hand holding the sword froze.

Huang Sheng made a move suddenly, and before the Hun soldiers who followed the beaver king could even react, their king had already been killed on the spot.

The few Hun soldiers who had just drawn out their straight knives watched Huang Sheng pull out a long sword with serrated teeth from the neck of the Beaver King, and they were stunned one by one, how could half of them dare to act rashly.

"Kill all the beaver king's soldiers and horses!" Witnessing the beaver king being killed by Huang Sheng, and knowing that he was really in touch with Qubei, King Zuogu Li coldly issued an order to kill the beaver king's soldiers and horses.

"Kill!" The king of the left valley had just given an order, and the king of the right valley also shouted: "If you don't stay, kill all the people of the beaver king!" ”

The two or so kings of Guli all spoke, and the place where the Huns were stationed suddenly let out a shocking shout of killing.

The Hun soldiers who followed the Beaver King, holding straight knives in their hands, didn't even understand what was going on, they were rushed up by other Hun soldiers on the side, and they were cut into pulp raw.

Deng Zhan did not stop the slaughter in front of him.

The Huns have always been so simple and rude in dealing with things, killing if they want to, and they will never leave a living mouth.

As a Han Chinese, Deng Zhan knew that if he forcibly stopped the massacre within the Huns at this time, he might still be disgusted by the Huns.

Rather than putting himself and the dragoon guards in danger, it is better to watch the Huns fight at home.

The Huns under the Beaver King were able to pick up weapons to resist at first, but without the king, they did not have a unified command, and were soon divided into many small pieces to fight separately.

The remnants of the kings of the Hun tribes from all walks of life, when they learned that it was the beaver king who stabbed them in the back, vented their anger on the Huns under the beaver king's tent.

The Huns, whose eyes were bloodshot, brandished straight knives, roared and slashed the soldiers and horses under the command of the beaver king.

The soldiers and horses under the command of the mountain beaver king, who were surrounded by the Huns, fell one by one in a pool of blood under the chopping of the Huns who had fought side by side.

In the thick night, there was a lingering smell of blood.

The Huns were killing each other like mad beasts, but Deng Zhan and the dragoon guards were holding long swords, standing a little farther away from the place of fighting, silently looking at the dark shadows accompanied by shouts of killing.

"General!" Just as he was watching the Huns killing each other in the distance, Deng Zhan heard King Zuo Guli say beside him: "Our army has suffered too many losses, and we are no longer able to fight with them, I'm afraid it will ......."

"Your Highness will not let it go to Humility and become big in the Hetao!" Before King Zuogu Li's words fell, Deng Zhan interrupted him and said to him and King Liwang of Right Valley: "Now that I am humble, His Highness will definitely send reinforcements." The general did not know where the reinforcements would come from, but they would come! ”

King Zuogu Li has always been convinced that Liu Bianhui will send reinforcements, although King Liking of Right Valley is not very convinced in his heart, but Deng Zhan helped them find out the internal response to humbleness, proving his innocence, it is not easy to say anything, both of them nodded, and made a Hun salute to Deng Zhan and said: "I am willing to follow His Royal Highness the King of Qin and never turn my back!" ”

There were indeed a lot of Huns under the beaver king's tent, although they were surrounded by the soldiers of the Hun tribesmen from all walks of life, the battle did not end immediately.

The battle lasted almost a night, and it was not until the rising sun leaped over the horizon that the battle came to an end.

The slain Huns piled up, and the wilderness was filled with a heavy bloody atmosphere, in addition to the soldiers and horses under the beaver king's tent who were killed on the spot, there were also many beaver kings, who were captured by the Huns who attacked them.

The Huns, under the tent of the beaver king, knelt in the wilderness a little farther from the battlefield under the watchful eye of their compatriots.

Everyone kneeling on the ground was covered in blood on their bodies and faces.

One by one, they lowered their heads and looked gloomy, indicating that they were ready to die.

The Huns, who were escorting these beaver king's soldiers, clutched straight knives in their hands, looked at these people kneeling in front of them, and their eyes seemed to be about to erupt into flames.

The Huns had never kept the peace treaty with the Han Chinese, but internally, they were most disgusted with betrayal.

The beaver king betrayed this army, causing more than 100,000 people to die on the battlefield, and the Huns present hated to devour all the people in front of his tent.

Looking at the Huns kneeling on the ground, Deng Zhan did not say anything.

Liu Wei also carried out massacres in the past, but the scale of Liu Bian's massacre was only hundreds of people, and Deng Zhan had never seen the scene of thousands of people kneeling and waiting to be killed.

"What to do?" Looking at the Huns kneeling on the ground like Deng Zhan, the king of the right valley asked the king of the left valley.

"Kill!" Gritting his teeth, King Zuo Guli didn't even think about it, so he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "If you don't leave any of them, you will be killed!" ”

Nodding his head, the king of the right valley did not raise any objections, and said to a Hun soldier on the side: "Pass the order, not one will be left, and all of them will be killed!" ”

The Hun soldiers answered, and quickly ran towards the soldiers under the beaver king's tent who were kneeling on the ground.

After a while, the Huns, who were escorting those beaver king soldiers, raised their straight knives one after another and slashed at the heads of the Huns, who had completely lost their resistance.

Standing in the distance, looking at the scene of the massacre, what appeared in front of Deng Zhan's eyes was a fountain of blood spurting up like a fountain.

The heads of the Huns were cut off by their compatriots, and the headless corpses of the Huns fell to the ground crookedly while splashing with blood fountains.

The rising sun illuminates the earth, and the soft light reflects the blades of grass on the ground in an orange red.

The green grass, gilded with an orange halo, swayed gently in the wind, and the sound of the wind passing through the wilderness was grumbling and desolate, as if it were also whimpering for the dead Huns.

Pieces of Huns kneeling on the ground were beheaded and fell on the wilderness, and the scene of thousands of people being beheaded is also magnificent.

But looking at this scene, Deng Zhan didn't feel the slightest sense of beauty.

Even the dragoons, who were able to break people's necks alive, were somewhat shocked when they saw the slaughter of thousands of people in front of them.

Killing people is no stranger to the Dragoon Guards.

However, they are accustomed to killing enemies who are capable of opposing them, rather than slashing their swords at the heads of captives who are completely incapable of fighting back.

Looking at the slaughter that was nearing the end, Deng Zhan and the dragoon guards present all silently closed their mouths.

Although the Huns were a little blind to the affairs of the Huns themselves, and felt that this massacre was too cruel, no one would stop the massacre.