After all, I still have to die....

Childe, Meng Yi is incompetent...

Your hatred, Meng Yi still doesn't know who is the mastermind behind the scenes?

Now, at the end of my life, I'm really unwilling!

Under Jiuquan, how to face Childe?

Looking at the scimitar waved in the hands of the Huns, Meng Yi was very unwilling, but there was nothing to do!

Now I can't even lift a finger, how can I block the attack of the Huns?

Childe, Meng Yi is here to accompany you....

"Poof!"

A smear of blood scattered on Meng Yi's face made him stunned, and then he opened his closed eyes and found a white-clothed man standing in front of him with his back to him.

This back....

Meng Yi was a little familiar, but he didn't dare to be too sure for a while....

Because, the white-clothed swordsman who fought side by side with him was attacked on the way to Xianyang to report the news, and his whereabouts are still unknown...

At this time.

Meng Yi's mood was complicated.

He hoped that this person was the white-clothed swordsman of the year-Simon Blowing Snow, the comrade-in-arms who fought side by side with him, but he didn't want him to be Simon Blowing Snow.

The hope is because if Ximen Fuxue is alive, he is sincerely happy for this former comrade-in-arms.

I don't want it because it's a battlefield, and it's full of Huns.

Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship is superb, and few people in the world can match it, but after all, this is the battlefield of hundreds of thousands of people, and personal force can't change anything!

"Touman is dead, leave and surrender, otherwise you will be killed!"

The white-clothed swordsman raised the head of the head man, and his deep voice, with the blessing of true qi, instantly spread throughout the entire battlefield, making countless people's eyes look at him.

What the?

Tou Mandan is dead?

No way...

That head will definitely not be the head of the man....

At this time, the Huns in the distance did not believe that the man in white was holding the head of Touman, and they felt that this was an illusion created by the people of Great Qin in order to save the situation of defeat.

The purpose is to make them lose their combat effectiveness and thus be defeated by the Great Qin sergeants....

"Really head man Dan Yu...."

"This white-clothed swordsman has killed Tou Mandanyu..."

"Tou Mandan is dead...."

......

At this moment,

The Huns in the vicinity could see clearly that the white-clothed swordsman was holding their respected head Manshan Yu in his hand, and there would be no mistake.

Among the Huns, you can not know who your parents are, but you must not know Shan Yu, otherwise you will be killed.

"What? Is the head in the hand of the man in white really the head of Mandanyu? ”

"Did you read that right!"

"Absolutely not wrong, that person is Tou Mandanyu..."

"Ahh Is Shan Yu really dead? ”

"No, I don't believe it...."

"What are we going to do if you're dead?"

......

In an instant, the news of Toumandan's death spread rapidly among the Hun army, from the near to the middle, and then from the middle to the entire army.

Everyone, at this moment, looked at the man in white in the distance.

They couldn't believe that the god-like head Mandanyu would be killed....

This news was like a yin wind from hell, blowing the entire Xiongnu army numb, and it kept trembling.

Shan Yu is dead!

What do they do?

Continue to fight against Great Qin, or withdraw to the Xiongnu steppe?

All kinds of doubts appeared in the hearts of the Huns, so that they consciously confused and became a little overwhelmed.

"What? Tou Mandan is dead? ”

When Abda, who was commanding the army to besiege and ride the wolf cavalry, he instantly became frightened, knowing that their Huns were not a whole, but composed of multiple tribes.

There is a single existence of the head man, and they will be twisted into a rope.

However, if Touman is gone, then their seemingly huge Xiongnu army will instantly become fragmented and become scattered sand.

Ten years ago.

This is how the 300,000-strong army of the Xiongnu failed at Hetao.

After the death of Mao Dunshan, the remaining 150,000 troops instantly fell apart, fighting on their own, and finally were broken one by one by the Golden Fire Cavalry, and chased them to the depths of the steppe.

If it weren't for the fact that the battle line was stretched too far away and the supply of grain and grass was insufficient, perhaps the entire Xiongnu army would have been wiped out by them.

Now, Tou Manshan Yu was killed, and then the Xiongnu army will inevitably fall apart.

If that's really the case....

The Huns will inevitably fail again!

No?!!

As the commander of the Hun army, such a thing must not be allowed to happen.

Abuda's face was ruthless, and he glanced at the Bingzhou wolf rider who was about to break out in the distance, and immediately roared at the army in front of him: "The whole army obeys the order, Tou Mandanyu is not dead, he is now watching from me, the chariot behind Abda."

The head in the hand of the man in white in front of him was nothing more than a Hun soldier who looked like Shan Yu.

Now, I, Abuda, as the commander of the three armies, order you to attack with all your might, and give me all my strength to stop the man in white, and don't let him stand away! ”

Seeing that the Hun army didn't react much, Abda's face couldn't help but be anxious, and he immediately gave an order to the guards beside him and asked them to shout with him.

"The whole army obeyed the order, Tou Mandanyu is not dead, he is now watching from the chariot behind me, Abda.

The head in the hand of the man in white in front of him was nothing more than a Hun soldier who looked like Shan Yu.

Now, I, Abuda, as the commander of the three armies, order you, the whole army to attack, give me all my strength to stop the man in white, and go and don't let him leave! ”

"The whole army obeyed the order, Tou Mandanyu is not dead, he is now watching from the chariot behind me, Abda.

The head in the hand of the man in white in front of him was nothing more than a Hun soldier who looked like Shan Yu.

Now, I, Abuda, as the commander of the three armies, order you to attack with all your might, and give me all my strength to stop the man in white, and don't let him stand away! ”

.....

The shouts of hundreds of Hun guards, wave after wave of terrifying sounds, with Abda as the center, instantly spread all over the real battlefield, so that countless Huns could hear it.

"Is it true? Tou Mandanyu is really not dead? ”

"Didn't you say that you had been killed just now, why do you say that you are still alive now?"

"Whose words are true?"

.....

The Hun army couldn't believe their ears at this moment, especially those who were not far in front of the white-clothed swordsman, they couldn't believe their ears.

Obviously, Shan Yu's head is in the hands of the white-clothed swordsman, why does Abda want to say that Tou Man Shan Yu is not dead?

Does he want to become the Shan Yu of their Huns after the death of Touman Shan Yu?

No?

We of the Fierce Fang tribe do not agree, we will never obey Abuda's orders, and we will not approve of his position as a single man.

"The head man is dead, and the head is in the hands of the man in white.

Abda is lying, he wants to be Shan Yu himself after the death of Toumandanyu, and lead the entire army, everyone must not believe him! ”

"The head man is dead, and the head is in the hands of the man in white.

Abda is lying, he wants to be Shan Yu himself after the death of Toumandanyu, and lead the entire army, everyone must not believe him! ”

"The head man is dead, and the head is in the hands of the man in white.

Abda is lying, he wants to be Shan Yu himself after the death of Toumandanyu, and lead the entire army, everyone must not believe him! ”

.....

At this moment, the Huns of the Fierce Tooth Tribe standing in front of the white-clothed swordsman were unwilling, and even if they let out an angry roar, the sound instantly overshadowed the voice of the Abda guards, and successfully spread throughout the entire battlefield.

"Poof!"

When Abda heard the roar of the Fierce Tooth Tribe, he was instantly angry and vomited blood, plus he was killed by Lu Bu's strange force just now, at this time he couldn't stand on the chariot, and after shaking twice, he fell straight to the back, and at the same time kept roaring angrily: "The Fierce Tooth Tribe, you are the sinners of the Huns..."

"Brothers, don't believe Abuda, let's get out of here quickly, otherwise Abuda will definitely not let us go!"

The leader of the Fierce Tooth tribe shouted, and led the Hun warriors of his own tribe to run out of the battlefield one after another, regardless of the feelings of the other Huns.

But it didn't matter if they ran, the entire Hun army also followed and ran into the distance.

The scene was spectacular.

The Huns scattered all over the mountains ran into the distance, like a flock of sheep descending from the mountain.

This scene.

In an instant, it shocked Meng Yi, shocked the golden fire cavalry in the distance, shocked the wolf cavalry in Bingzhou, and shocked all those who resisted the Hun army.

How could they not come up with it?

The Huns, who had the absolute upper hand, would fall apart in an instant because of Touman's death, which was simply beyond everyone's expectations.

What does it mean to be defeated?

This is it!

Typical case.

"Victorious..."

Meng Yi shouted.

Unfortunately, his injuries were so severe that he shouted like the sound of mosquitoes flying, and no one could hear him at all.

The white-clothed swordsman glanced sideways at Meng Yi beside him, pondered slightly, and then took Touman's head towards Hetao City.

He wanted to place this head on the ruins of the Hetao City as a tribute to the soldiers and civilians who had died in the Hetao City.

"Wait..."

Meng Yi, who was lying on the corpse of the Huns, looked at the white-clothed swordsman walking towards the distance, and wanted to stop him.

It's a pity that the white-clothed swordsman was too fast, and before Meng Yi could speak, he disappeared in front of Meng Yi's eyes.

Is it him??

When the white-clothed swordsman turned sideways just now, Meng Yi happened to see his side face, which made him doubt the identity of the white-clothed swordsman again.

Just as he was about to ask, the white-clothed swordsman had already left.

However, Meng Yi secretly decided in his heart that when this matter was over, he must go and find out the identity of the white-clothed swordsman.

At the same time, he also wants to go to the distant city of Hetao.

After coming to Gaocheng for ten years, Meng Yi has never been to the ruins of Hetao City.

It's not that he's ruthless, it's that he doesn't dare.

In other words, he was speechless in the face of the soldiers and civilians who died in the Hetao City.

Ten years later, he has not found any clues of the mastermind behind the scenes, and he is unable to avenge these dead soldiers and civilians at all.

Self-blame, guilt, heartache....

Wait, he is not allowed to go to the ruins of Hetao City to check!