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Le Bumi was dumbfounded, let go of the big hand holding the soldier next to him, strode forward, walked to the round tent, opened the curtain of the tent, when he saw the Han army riding back and forth outside his tent, Le Bumei was shocked into a cold sweat.

The main force of the Han army, these people are definitely the main force of the Han army!

It's over, it must be the Han Dynasty who sent a large army to subdue Hexi, look at this force, there must be at least tens of thousands of people, and then look at this combat effectiveness, it must be the trump card in the Han army, maybe Wei Qing is coming with tens of thousands of troops, no, I can't sit still like this, go, hurry up, hurry up like the evil king to report the Han army's large-scale invasion of Hexi.

Having made up his mind, the leader of the Xuan Pu, who was shouting not long ago that he would meet Huo Quai, did an earth-shattering thing after witnessing the bravery of the Han army.

Run....... My wife didn't have time to bring ...... It can be seen how he was frightened by Huo Quai, nothing else, when Le Bumi just opened the curtain of the tent, he didn't see anything else at a glance, and saw the scene of his own people being killed by the Han army on horseback, such a powerful Han army, it is estimated that it can only be Wei Qing's men and horses.

Hundreds of Huns stationed near Lebumi can be said to be the most powerful in combat, with the strength to protect their own master will sacrifice their lives and forget death, these Huns actually fought with several times their own Han army for more than 20 minutes, and finally ended up with a whole army annihilated, after the Hun cavalry near the golden dome tent were annihilated, Huo Qubing ordered Zhou Xing to take people to find the leader of Xupu, whether he lived or died.

Taking advantage of the fight between his men and the Han army, Le Bumi led more than 20 cavalry, in this chaotic tribe, cautiously fled, but his luck was too bad, and he was shot in the waist by a flying arrow from unknown place in the dark.

Without any words, Le Bumi also knew that the Han army would not let him go, but he didn't want to surrender, so he resolutely took the personal soldiers beside him to fight with Zhou Xing and others.

In the end, he was besieged to death.

Le Bumi was killed, his head was cut off by Zhou Xing, the first warrior of Xupu was also hacked to death by Zhang Taishu, and thousands of cavalry of the Xupu tribe found that the only exit of the two before and after the tribe was blocked by the Han army, the vast majority of them chose to surrender, and a very few fought to the death, and finally all died.

And those Xiongnu people and Xiongnu herdsmen, who dared to ride a bright sword to the Han Jing, no one was spared, and most of the rest surrendered.

The overall situation has been decided!

Just when Huo Quzhi led 1,800 Han troops to attack the Xupu tribe, on the grass outside the Xupu tribe, a pale, lifeless, and decadent Han soldier sat on his war horse, silently looking at the Xuanpu tribe not far away and shouting to kill the earth-shattering tribe, he watched silently, but looking at it, this heroic Han soldier suddenly sobbed involuntarily.

It may be that listening to the sound of the battle reminded him of the painful scene he didn't want to recall, or it may be that he hated the incompetence and cowardice of everyone else going into battle to kill the enemy, but he could only stay behind and watch the battle.

If he could, he also wanted to fight side by side with his eldest brother Sun and his own General Li, but he didn't dare, as soon as he remembered the scene that happened at noon yesterday, Qian Mingguang's neck seemed to be choked, and he was in pain.

The souls of the three of them also seem to be haunting around him all the time, ready to kill themselves at any time to take revenge, Qian Mingguang didn't dare to go to the battlefield anymore, he didn't dare to look at those bloody corpses again, because now as long as he sees blood, as long as he sees the corpses, the three corpses will involuntarily appear in his mind, the Hun herdsman he killed with one knife, and then cut the child's delicate neck with a knife.

He is a sinner, he is a butcher, he is a butcher who kills soldiers and children, his sins cannot be washed away for the rest of his life, Qian Mingguang has already decided, he will be so muddy, he should be able to go home after this battle, before that, he will be a bystander, weapon? Fight?

These things have nothing to do with him, and he doesn't dare to do it again, even if he is ridiculed, he doesn't want to go to the battlefield to see the tragic scene, because Qian Mingguang is afraid, he is afraid that if someone dies innocently in his hands, what will happen?

The life of that family of three has made him spend his whole life to forgive his sins.

Qian Mingguang, an ordinary child in the 21st century, a child who grew up in this era has never seen a war, and suddenly realized the tragedy of the battlefield, and even participated in it himself, Qian Mingguang did not collapse, did not commit suicide, and had already benefited from Sun Ming and Li Tian's teachings, because if it were not for their training, this afternoon, Qian Mingguang would probably have pulled out a knife and committed suicide.

This thought, Qian Mingguang is not unprecedented, and even now he wants to commit suicide, he is so painful, almost all the time in the torment of conscience, the warm blood seems to flow on his face all the time, and the three pairs of eyes that have not closed until death make him unforgettable.

Just now, he went to the edge of the valley and washed his face and hands.

But no matter how he washed it, his face and hands seemed to be covered with sticky blood, and even a touch of wind blew, Qian Mingguang was almost scared to cry, and he kowtowed to the empty earth nearby, shouting "I'm sorry," and behind him seemed to be standing the dead family of three, their thin palms seemed to be pinching their necks at any time.

Under this kind of torment, suicide is not a relief.

Even if Qian Mingguang didn't commit suicide, his situation was still not optimistic, just looking at him just kneeling on the ground and bowing to the empty earth, he knew that if no one helped him, this guy would go completely crazy.

People, they always have to go through a lot of things to grow, and for Qian Mingguang, the things he has experienced now are still very few, very few.

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When the dawn rose, the devastated Xupu tribe finally fell into the grasp of Huo Quai.

The wall of the wall is covered with dense feather arrows and the corpses of the Huns, the whole tribe burned more than half, in the corpses and blood everywhere, all the captives of the Pu tribe were driven to the most central position of the tribe under the supervision of the Han army, squatting with their heads in their hands, there were enough two thousand Han soldiers riding to guard them, strictly preventing people who have a plan to suddenly rise up and create a riot.

At this moment, Huo Quzhi was standing in the golden-domed round tent in Lebume, and Fu Duo was responsible for collecting the corpses of the Han soldiers, and Li Tian was counting the spoils of war this time.

So in the round tent, only Huo Quzhi and Zhang Taishu are unknown, plus Zhao Ponu, in addition, there is also an embarrassed old man wearing coarse linen clothes, he is the old leader of the Wuyi tribe, when the Han army attacked last night, he failed to escape, and became a prisoner of Huo Quai.

At this moment, the old leader of the Wulu tribe knelt tremblingly in front of Huo Quzhi, and didn't dare to say a word, Huo Quzhi looked at the layout of the round tent curiously with his hands behind his back, I have to say that this Pu tribe is rich enough, and this leader's round tent is also the most luxurious he has seen in the past few days.

Tiger skin carpets, pure gold wine glasses, and many other treasures decorate the round tent with gold and splendor.

Huo Quai's robe shook and sat generously on the mahogany chair that once belonged to Lebu.

Staring at the old leader of Wulu who was kneeling on the ground, Huo Quzhi smiled faintly.

"Don't be afraid, boss, since you have chosen to surrender to the general, then I will not hurt you, and after a while, you will go back to the Wuyu tribe."

The old leader hurriedly kowtowed to Huo Quai, "Thank you for the general's grace of not killing." At the same time, the old leader couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, "Back to the tribe? Alas...... Even if he went back, it is estimated that his tribe would have been reduced to ruins long ago. ”

Soon, the old leader of Wulu was taken down, and Li Tian had already counted the battle losses and spoils of this battle, and rushed to report to Huo Quai.

Li Tian took two personal soldiers, there was a faint trace of blood on his elegant face, and there were also a few blood stains on his close-fitting armor, don't look at Li Tian This person looks polite, but he really went to the battlefield, and the long sword in his hand was not soft, last night he alone killed more than a dozen Hun cavalry, a body of armor, stained with enemy blood.

Li Tian bent down and clasped his fists and said, "General, the casualties of our army and the Xupu tribe in this battle have been counted. ”

Huo Quzhi raised his hand, "Say it." ”

"No."

Li Tian straightened his waist and said with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"General Hui, in this battle, our army suffered 188 wounds and 94 deaths, 526 Hun cavalry wounded and 1,894 killed, and the leader of the Hun Pu was killed, and the general under the command of the evil king of Hun Lebumi was one person, and 2,580 Hun cavalry were captured."

After listening to Li Tian's reply, Huo Qubing was not only not happy, but frowned, and sighed secretly in his heart, "The combat power of this Xupu tribe is really extraordinary, even if it is a night attack, even if our army's combat strength is strong, the battle loss ratio still reaches one to eight and is close to one to seven, alas....... Sure enough, it is the most powerful country of the Xiongnu vassal states in Hexi, and its combat power is really extraordinary. ”

If Huo Quzhi said what he thought just now, I am afraid that his jaw would drop and scare people to death in circles and circles.

Big brother, you have exchanged one person for eight, and you are still not satisfied, my God, if this is heard by the pigtailed Le Bumi, I don't know if he will die again in shame.

One to eight, that's one to eight! The Han army and the Xiongnu have fought for so many years, and they have never played such a terrifying battle loss ratio......

It seems that one person and the other, ah no, it is the other two people who stay for a long time, and they will always be affected more or less.

Because no matter how you look at it, the sentence in Huo Quzhi's heart just now is more suitable for Huang Xiaowei or the former Chu Mengyao to pinch their teeth and say it proudly.

It seems that the face of this champion Hou has grown enough invisibly.