Wu Fan woke up in the barracks and felt that the surrounding environment was so familiar, wasn't this exactly the place where Wu Fan had fought with King Pu before? Although his former comrades-in-arms were no longer there, Wu Fan now felt that his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

Wu Fan walked out of the barracks and took a relaxing sip of the gift from nature. The military friend next to him said: "Isn't this the former King Wu Jing, how did he end up like this." He spoke with a tone of contempt. When the state of Chu was slaughtered, everyone knows how much weight King Wu Jing occupies in it.

Wu Fan controls his behavior, now he thinks that he is not a violent personality before, but now he is more like a master personality, and now this sub-personality is even more perfect than the master personality.

At this time, it was also to prepare for the crusade against the Xiongnu, and the grain and grass in the army were only enough to last for a few months.

At the border of Qin, the terrain is dangerous, and the Xiongnu take advantage of the terrain and make long-term achievements.

Now Emperor Kuafu has sent 300,000 elite soldiers to reinforcements, and his relative strength has increased a little.

Soon after, the war was about to begin, and there were only three months of food and grass left in the barracks.

The war began, and the generals of both sides went into battle to tear apart the majesty of the Huns on the opposite side for many years. It's still a murderous look, and it feels very frightened.

Wu Fan is not up to the style of the year, still wearing silver-white armor, his cold face still can't hide the intoxicating atmosphere, it is a shocking man, resolute edges and corners, masculine facial features, each with its own merits, patchwork flawlessly, ice blue eyes seem to be surrounded by mist, and there seems to be a thick sadness in it. The only difference from that year is that King Pu is not by his side to accompany the battle.

The warriors on both sides came on the field, and the sound of the "ping-pong" collision of weapons and the sound of the soldiers tearing and killing perfectly blended together, like a "drum sound", and the sound poured over the entire sky.

In contrast, our Qin soldiers are obviously "insufficient in strength", and the Huns on the opposite side are simply incomparable, and the Huns beat our Qin soldiers is the same as playing, one by one. Wu Fan and the slowed Kuafu soldiers pulled the originally inferior Qin soldiers back to an advantageous situation.

The two sides fought for several days, each day returning to the same scene as the day before, and the sword caused countless casualties. If the war does not stop for a day, it means that there is another soul that dies by the sword. In the end, the Xiongnu were defeated, and this was the first time they suffered heavy losses.

Although the Qin State was victorious, how many souls died on this blood-soaked battlefield.

Each of them has a family, a loved one.

really responded to the sentence: "Xing, all kinds of bitterness." Death, all kinds of suffering. ”

"When will this chaos in the world be calmed? Wu Fan sighed silently. I thought about 2050 again, and I thought of my mother. Thinking of this, Wu Fan's face was soaked with tears.