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The first trench was guarded by Li Tian himself, with 500 soldiers, the second trench had 800, and the mountain peak was the last 300 people.

Li Tian naturally has his reason for distributing manpower like this, because what he wants to defend is not the first trench, but the second one!

The soldiers on the mountain peak had stopped digging not long ago, and they were almost done, and the Huns were ready for battle at the foot of the mountain, and could attack at any time.

Under Li Tian's order, all the soldiers took their bows and drew arrows, and aimed the sharp arrows on the bowstrings at the bottom of the peaks, just waiting to shoot the Huns who rushed up.

Fifteen minutes after the 10,000 Huns army had assembled at the foot of the mountain, the horn of the attack finally sounded.

The first attack was 2,000 men.

Under the leadership of a thousand Hun cavalry commanders, two thousand Hun soldiers held scimitars in their hands, standing under the mountain peaks, and the scimitars emitted a dazzling cold light under the refraction of the sun.

In the rear of this 10,000-strong Xiongnu army, the evil king of Hun with a golden sword at his waist and a big jacket also arrived.

In order to save his son, the king of Hexi actually came out to supervise the battle in person, you know, this is just a skirmish of one dozen and ten, a person of his level can't come up to supervise the war at all, but there is no way, the evil king must come, he wants to take this mountain as fast as possible and save his son.

"Woohoo."

The low sound of the horn with the endless aura of Jin Ge Iron Horse rolled in.

"Kill all those Han people and save the eldest prince!"

The commander of the Huns, wielding his scimitar, shouted loudly among the Hun soldiers standing at the foot of the mountain.

"Rush!"

The two thousand Hun soldiers, one by one, seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, with red eyes, dancing with scimitars, and stepping on their steps, and they had rushed to the peak of the mountain at the fastest speed.

The slope of the mountain peak can only accommodate up to six people at a time, so the two thousand Hun foot soldiers are lined up in dozens of columns, like ant colonies surging on the hillside.

The first wave of the Xiongnu attack had 2,000 people, looking at the Hun infantry rushing in front of them, 1,600 Han soldiers did not hesitate or fear, just stood in the trench, silently pulled the bow and arrow in their hands, and aimed the sharp arrow at the Huns who rushed to the front.

Looking at the Hun infantry rushing from the foot of the mountain, Li Tian held his breath and said in a deep voice: "Without my order, no one is allowed to release arrows, put them close and then kill them!" ”

"No!" The soldier's muffled voice in response rang out.

Finally, as the Hun soldiers who were charging at the forefront got closer and closer, Li Tian pulled out the long sword inserted in the soft ground on the side, and raised his left hand slightly.

Soon, when the Huns at the forefront were only less than ten meters away from the first trench, Li Tian's raised left hand fell suddenly, and a wisp of madness emerged from his handsome facial features!

"Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows, kill them all!"

"Whoosh!"

Li Tian gave an order, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air was endless, and 1,600 feather arrows were shot out at the same time, whistling in mid-air, heading straight for those Huns.

"Puff puff." The sound of arrows piercing the chest one after another was heard, and the entire halfway up the mountain was almost covered by a rain of arrows, and the Huns who charged at the forefront lost more than half in the blink of an eye, and the two hundred people in the front were all shot into hedgehogs by sharp feathered arrows, and they were killed on the spot.

At a distance of less than 100 meters, the first trench where Li Tian was located was only less than 10 meters away from the Huns, and at such a close distance, an arrow could often penetrate the bodies of two Hun foot soldiers before stopping.

Under the powerful lethality of the feather arrows, the Huns suffered heavy casualties, and one after another the corpses full of feather arrows rolled down the hillside, and one after another the Hun foot soldiers died on the way to charge.

"Kill!" The first round of arrow rain had just ended, and while the Huns were in a hurry, Li Tian drew his sword to the sky and shouted, "Rush with me!" ”

Taking advantage of the fact that the rain of arrows had just fallen and the Huns suffered heavy casualties, Li Tian took the five hundred soldiers of the first trench and the eight hundred soldiers of the second trench, all of them rushed out of the trench and killed the unsuspecting Hun foot soldiers who were shot on their backs.

Soon, the two armies fought to a regiment, this peak is only more than 60 meters high, at this moment all the sound is the fighting and screaming of the soldiers on both sides, in the sword and sword shadow, flesh and blood on the slope, the soldiers fell in pieces, there are Huns and Han army, but more are Huns.

This wave of counter-charge of the Han army directly beat the Huns, who had been defeated, even more confused.

The rain of arrows just fell, the companions suffered heavy damage, before they had time to react, a large number of Han troops appeared in front of them, and soon, the first attack of 2,000 people was repelled by the Han army, and the attacking Huns could not resist the momentum of the Han army's counter-charge, and retreated all the way, and retreated in a hurry.

The Huns found nothing but more than 400 corpses left on the mountain.

And the Hun thousand cavalry commander who was responsible for directing the attack was also unfortunately killed, but he did not die in the rain of arrows, but died in the counter-charge launched by the Han army, and in the chaos, his head was cut off by Li Tian's sword, and his body rolled all the way down the hillside.

The headless corpse rolled far away, all the way to the foot of the mountain, in front of the feet of the evil king who was supervising the battle at the bottom of the mountain.

The face of the Evil King was unprecedentedly ugly.

Looking at the Han flags fluttering all over the mountain, and looking at the Hun soldiers who had just rushed up and were beaten down in less than twenty minutes, the evil king's face was pale, and he screamed angrily.

"Attack, keep attacking for this king!"

.......

On the hillside, Li Tian looked at the corpses around him, wiped the blood on the corners of his face, smiled with relief, and fought well, just now the soldiers under his command only killed and injured dozens of people, but in exchange for more than 400 Hun heads, a complete victory.

"Everyone picks up the feather arrows, returns to the trench, and prepares for the next attack of the Huns!"

Almost as soon as Li Tian's words fell, the sound of arrows breaking through the air came from his ears, Li Tian's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Be careful!"

"Whoosh."

Almost the next second when Li Tian had just finished shouting, countless feather arrows fell from the sky, and thousands of feather arrows poured down on every corner of this mountain peak without reservation.

Li Tian's words were too late, because at that time, many soldiers were picking up feather arrows on the hillside, even if they heard Li Tian's reminder, but more than 100 people were killed by the Huns' random arrows, and the number of injured reached 200.

.......

At the foot of the mountain.

Seeing that the Han army was shot by the feather arrows he had just ordered his soldiers to shoot, and the people who were shot on their backs were on their horses, and the miserable appearance was extremely terrifying, the corners of the mouth of the evil king of Hun hooked a trace of arc.

"Do you really think that this king is a wine bag and a rice bag?"

"Order the army, this time gather 5,000 soldiers, take advantage of the heavy damage of the Han army, give this king a boost, capture the mountain, rescue the prince, if one dares to retreat, this king will not be spared!"

"Brush!" The golden knife at the waist of the Evil King was slammed into the ground beside him.

Li Tian relied on feather arrows and counter-charges, and caught the Huns off guard, and the evil king immediately returned his move.

And this time, there will also be 5,000 Huns participating in the attack on the mountain.

Li Tian, who was hit by an arrow in his left arm and right abdomen, stood on the hillside, looking at the Hun soldiers who were surging towards the mountain peak like a tide again, and there were more than the last time, Li Tian's heart sank, looking at the soldiers who were killed by feather arrows, endless sadness poured into his heart, but all he could do was raise the long sword in his hand and roar.

"Prepare for battle!"

The fight began again.

This time, it was even crazier and more tragic than the last time.

........

At nine o'clock in the morning, the Han and Hungarian armies met at the foot of Gaolan Mountain, and the battle began.

By now, it had reached one o'clock in the afternoon, and the battle had been going on for four hours, but instead of diminishing in the slightest, the heat had intensified.

After the evil king of Hun led an army of 10,000 to besiege Li Tian, although the pressure on the Han army was greatly reduced, the situation was still not optimistic, and they were still surrounded by the Huns.

In addition to the soldiers in Huo Quai's army, other people, such as the several military doctors who accompanied him, such as the Huotou Army, and even more like the old quartermaster who had no supplies in his hands for a long time!

They all joined the fight.

The military doctor threw away the medical box on his body, picked up the long knife from the pile of corpses, and killed the Huns, who could no longer save people, but could only kill, because no matter how many wounded they saved, if the battle was lost, those wounded would still die.

The firehead soldiers threw away the frying spoon cauldron in their hands, and also ran towards the Hun cavalry with long knives, and then, one after another, fell in a pool of blood, and one after another raised their heads to the sky and died.......

"Miscellaneous people, come on, Lao Tzu has joined the army since Emperor Jing five years ago, and has been fighting on the battlefield for my Han for decades, and today, Lao Tzu will use this old life to drag you to hell together!"

The old quartermaster, the old man who had bought money to win Mingguang, rushed forward with the young man beside him brandishing his sword as soon as the army first engaged, and continued to do his last bit for his great man and his motherland with his meager life.

He was the oldest person in this Han army, and in fact, when the army arrived at the fortress of Longxi, the old quartermaster could stay in Longxi and did not have to enter Hexi with the army.

But he refused, because he was a veteran in the true sense of the word, a veteran who never died in a hundred battles and dedicated his life to the Han.

As the saying goes, people know the destiny of heaven when they reach fifty, and this old quartermaster has reached this age, maybe the illusory and ethereal destiny gave him some hints.

He did not stay in Longxi Fortress, but followed Huo Qubing all the way to Hexi.

For this veteran, he can be said to be the person who has really witnessed the darkest scenes of the Han in the past few decades.

He had seen the convoy of the princess and his relatives, more than once, and even he couldn't count how many he had seen.

On average, every two or three years, there will be a princess who goes to the Xiongnu for the peace of the Han Dynasty, why is there one in two or three years? Because many princesses will die of illness two or three years after marrying the Xiongnu.......

Huo Qu's words also touched him the most.

The younger soldier had only heard of this tragic history, but he was a witness to history, and he really saw all the darkness.

"Lao Tzu, enough is enough!"

The old quartermaster, with several wounds, but still wielding a knife on horseback and slashing with the Huns, the soldiers could not pick up the weapons in their hands to defend the country, and could only rely on the sacrifice of women to achieve peace, what a shameful thing, so when the big war came, the old quartermaster broke out with the most courageous combat effectiveness, so far, five Hun cavalry have died under his sword.

But the bleeding wounds on his body had already told him that his life was running out.

Death was approaching, and the old quartermaster did not have any fear, but felt a sense of relief.

In that case, let me, an old soldier, end in this ultimate glory.