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"But why don't you really need to adjust so many soldiers and horses, if there are too many people coming, what if you accidentally change history, now that Xiaotiandao has finally stopped, don't follow and add to the chaos." Huang Xiaowei said bitterly.

Qin Shi Huang thought for a while, "Well, what Xiao Wei said is very right, the army of 600,000 is indeed a bit exaggerated, so it's good, reduce it by half, and the widow estimates that 300,000 horses should be just right." ”

Liu Bei Cao Cao said: "This statement is reasonable. ”

Huang Xiaowei is about to collapse again.

"Damn, big brothers, I know that you have a thick family, but why can't you show off your wealth so exaggeratedly!"

Huang Xiaowei stretched out three fingers and said in fear: "300,000, that's 300,000, although the Huns owe a little bit, but you don't treat them like this." ”

Qin Shi Huang spread out his hands and said helplessly: "This is not good, that is not good, you say, how many people to bring." ”

Before Huang Xiaowei could speak, Meng Tian said: "I think it's okay," Meng Tian turned his head to Huang Xiaowei and said: "Xiaowei, you send me back to Daqin now, I will go to my Mengjia army to select the seven thousand most elite light cavalry, with them, no matter how many people there are, I dare to guarantee that Xiaojun can return to Dahan safe and sound, do you think this is okay?" ”

Huang Xiaowei fell into deep thought, seven thousand? Not to mention, this figure is acceptable to him, and these 7,000 people are still one of the 300,000 Mengjia army, the most elite under Meng Tian, and the combat effectiveness is definitely guaranteed.

"Lao Meng will do as you say, go, go back to Daqin."

What do you say about Huang Xiaowei and the others...... is too protective of Huo Quai, and there are tens of thousands of troops at every turn, alas...... That is, caring is chaotic, causing Huang Xiaowei and them to completely forget about Huo Qu's disease in history, and only remember Huo Xiaojun, the modern leather child who loves to do scientific experiments.

Brothers, wake up, now the young general who is rushing into the court of the Huns and is slashing and killing, he is calling Huo Quai! Six strikes against the Huns, every battle is victorious!

Can't you have a little faith in him? As for being so neurotic, he has to bring hundreds of thousands of people to protect his safety at every turn......

Huang Xiaowei and Meng Tian were just about to turn over and dismount, and Liu Bei, who had been staring into the distance, Cao Cao, spoke.

"Xiaowei, you don't have to go, Xiaojun has already solved everything by himself."

Huang Xiaowei and Meng Tian glanced at each other, and at this moment, one after another faint shouts of killing came into their ears, and the two of them hurriedly looked into the distance.

In Huang Xiaowei's sight, the distance that was originally pitch black suddenly appeared one after another small fiery red light clusters, and at this moment, the full moon that was obscured by dark clouds, with the help of a gust of wind, reappeared and shone its soft brilliance on the earth.

The moonlight shone on the earth, and the tiny fiery red light cluster in the distance also became brighter, and Huang Xiaowei knew that it was firelight.

Now they are more than 20 miles away from the Xiongnu royal court, so far away, a few people can still see the fire in the royal court, hear the fierce shouting and killing, you can imagine what kind of tragic battle the Xiongnu royal court fell into at this moment.

.......

"Kill!" Huo Quai, who was holding a sharp sword, rode his horse and rushed through the chaotic court of the Huns, and the sword in his hand drank the blood of the Huns.

Eight hundred elite horsemen kept throwing torches at the tents of the Huns, and the wine stored by the Huns made the fire more and more ferocious.

These 800 elite iron horsemen were like demons released from hell, and the Pu Dao spears in their hands kept slashing at the panicked Hun herdsmen and Hun cavalry, constantly harvesting the lives of the Huns like cutting melons and vegetables.

Under the light of the fire, against the backdrop of the dead corpses of the Huns, everyone's face was so hideous and terrifying.

"Ahh One after another screams rang out, one after another Huns in fur and rough clothes fell in a pool of blood composed of their own blood, those Hun cavalry who brought countless disasters to the Han Dynasty, when these eight hundred elite horsemen fought, it was always themselves who fell from their horses.

Collapse at the touch of a button, collapse at the real touch, after Huo Qubing led the people to rush into this Xiongnu royal court, they did not encounter any strong resistance at all, they only saw the fleeing crowd.

More than half of the 2,000 Hun cavalry scattered as soon as Huo Quai's illness appeared, and the rest were also beaten by the fierce combat power of the 800 elite cavalry after simple resistance, and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

The Huns never dreamed that there would be a Han army here, they didn't know where these Han troops came from, and they didn't know how these people crossed hundreds of miles of desert Gobi to accurately find this royal court hidden in the depths of the desert, they only knew one thing.

These Han Chinese are all devils!

Under this sudden offensive, the Huns could not raise any mood of resistance, and one by one they were like unarmed civilians, waiting for Huo Qubing and the slaughter of 800 elite cavalry.

In the blazing court of the Huns, on the green grass covered with corpses, Huo Quzhi, who was fighting with all his might, killed two Hun cavalry rushing towards him with a sword, and stared at the two Hun cavalry who were more than 20 Hun cavalry in the distance, escorting some gorgeously dressed men, women and children who fled, Huo Qubing didn't know who they were, and he didn't need to know, only a "kill!" The word sounded.

"Zhou Xing, come with me!"

"No!" The flag bearer Zhou Xing shouted excitedly at Huo Quzhi on horseback, the Pu knife in his right hand was stained with blood, even his armor, and the corners of his face were full of thick blood droplets, hearing Huo Quai's order, Zhou Xing and ten Han army elite horsemen brandished Pu Dao, and rushed towards those gorgeously dressed men, women and children.

Zhou Xing, who was charging, stared at Huo Quai, who was moving forward bravely, and left a crystal teardrop in the corner of his eye, and his whole body was trembling with excitement, and even the Pu Dao in his right hand almost fell, he was too excited and too happy!

Captain Huo, brother didn't believe you wrong, you really led us to victory, how many years, how many years have I Zhou Xing not fought such a happy battle, Captain Huo, from now on, I, Zhou Xing, will follow you.

There are no regrets in death!

Zhou Xing's right hand is holding the Pu knife, and his left hand is holding the Huo character battle flag, he grasps it very tightly, even on the back of the bumpy horse, the battle flag is not half a point shaking, in the fire and the wind, the red flag with black characters, fluttering in the wind, Zhao to a Chinese 5,000-year-old history, one of the most dazzling and dazzling stars rises.

From now on, this Huozi banner will become the pride of the Han Dynasty and the lingering nightmare of the Huns, and Huo Qu's illness has also become an immortal legend at this moment.

It all began.

.......

Huang Xiaowei and the five of them stood in place, looking at the blazing Xiongnu court in the distance for a long time, and even they saw countless Xiongnu herdsmen and cavalry who fled in a hurry.

Huang Xiaowei turned over and dismounted, and reluctantly glanced at the position of the royal court, as if he wanted to see the young general in the royal court who was fighting hard.

After a while, Huang Xiaowei retracted his gaze, sighed with relief, and said, "Let's go, let's go, Xiaojun doesn't need us to worry about it anymore, why don't we go home first, and pick him up in a few days." ”

The four of them nodded, and then they took the big bags and small rolls, and rode on Huang Xiaowei's bicycle, and under Huang Xiaowei's roar, the five of them returned to modern times.

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Chang'an City, the palace of the Han Dynasty.

At this moment, the battle of Mo Nan has been over for more than half a month, under the leadership of Wei Qing, hundreds of thousands of Han troops are being withdrawn from the border pass in an orderly manner, but Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty in Chang'an has just received a report of defeat, from the perspective of time, this defeat happened before January.

This is normal, the Han Dynasty is not modern, there is no telephone and other communication equipment, the transmission of information can only rely on people, from the border to Chang'an, it is normal to go back and forth for a month, and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty got not only the battle report, but also a defeated general was also escorted to him by Wei Qing.

Inside the Weiyang Palace.

Dressed in a black dragon robe, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty wearing an imperial crown on his head, Tie Qing sat on his dragon chair with a green face, and the brocade cloth in his hand was fiercely held in the palm of his hand, and the ministers who knelt on both sides of the hall were silent.

No matter what passers-by A, B and C, or Dong Zhongshu, Dongfang Shuo and other famous ministers, none of them dared to speak, making the hall full of depression, only the candle flame in the corner made a sizzling sound of burning.

The ministers did not dare to speak for the same reason, just because this battle was lost too badly, and even Zhao Xin surrendered to the Huns, how dare they speak indiscriminately.

Whether what you said is right or not, you can't say it now, you can only wait for Your Majesty to finish getting angry, and they are finding the right time to persuade them.

Of course, only people like Dong Zhongshu and Dongfang Shuo dare to persuade them, and those with relatively low status will only be honest and dumb, for fear that they will say the wrong thing and be implicated by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, who is angry.

Liu Che, the seventh emperor of the Han Dynasty, an outstanding politician and strategist in history, he was canonized as the crown prince at the age of seven, ascended the throne at the age of sixteen, and reigned for fifty-four years.

The current Liu Che is only thirty-three years old and is at the peak of his life, and it is precisely because of this that he can have so much energy to launch several major wars against the Huns.

Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, has a dignified appearance, a resolute face, a pair of blazing tiger eyes, and two strands of beard at the corner of his mouth.

"There was a snap."

Liu Che slapped the brocade cloth battle report in his hand on the desk, his eyebrows upside down, and the anger that rushed to the sky gushed out of his mouth.

"I'm angry!"