As night falls, the drums of war cease; The hills, which were originally crowded with the tents of the Huns, were so quiet that only the chirping of insects could be heard at the moment.

Under the hills, the Han camp was on fire, and bursts of laughter sounded from time to time; And on the top of the hill, the eyes of the porridge looking down the hill were full of despair······

"How many have you come back?" A low whisper provoked Jebel on the side to step forward slightly, revealing the only remaining right eye from the gauze that covered half of his head.

"There are more than 4,000 people left;"

"Jinshan is better, and there are more than 6,000 people in CNOOC."

"But the Orilanbu only came back with more than 1,000 people······" With Jebe's heavy tone, the brows of the porridge locked up little by little, and in the end, they only wrinkled tightly.

It was as if every word that came out of Jebel's mouth was like a sharp bayonet, and it pierced into the chest of the porridge······ - defeated; Today, just today, just the first day after the decisive battle begins; The main force of the Xiongnu under the command of the Han people was defeated in the hands of nearly 10,000 'iron soldiers'······

"Aries King ······"

"Aries, is anyone coming back······" Halfway through the words, the 'Aries King' in the mouth of the porridge inexplicably became the 'Aries Department', but the only person who responded to the porridge was Jebe's slowly lowered head······ ——When I came, I brought more than 60,000 people with me!

Among them, there are two thousand horsemen in the headquarters of King Zuoxian, 18,000 people; Zhelan, Aries, and Lou Fu each have 20,000 horsemen, a total of more than 36,000 people; There is also a 10,000 horsemen of the Jinshan Division, 6,000 people.

In addition to these more than 60,000 people, the Porridge also brought almost the same number of slave valetions, and the combined strength of the army on paper amounted to a staggering 110,000!

These 110,000 people, as well as King Zuoxian, King Zhelan, King Aries, and King Lou Fu, are all powerful enough to make people tremble and make the earth tremble wherever they are placed, and they are all powerful enough to make people tremble!

But here, this powerful force that once made the porridge proud of has all become the evidence of the Han people's boasting of martial arts······

"My two headquarters have not suffered too many losses;"

"The remnants of the other troops in the family can still make up close to 30,000 people······" With a slightly weak whisper, the porridge subconsciously swallowed saliva, but the next sentence was speechless.

Because of today's battle, from beginning to end, the porridge is in full view. - The Aries tribe crashed into the giant shield array of the Han people, and no one escaped; The Zhilan tribe, in the frontal hand-to-hand combat that he was most proud of, was defeated by the strange force of the Han people, and even if there were more than a thousand people left, they had long lost the courage to fight; As for the Lou Fu Division, it lost more than half of its troops in long-range shooting alone, and the original 20,000 cavalry now only had more than 4,000 people left······ Only the Jinshan Division, which fought on the battlefield, and the two 10,000 cavalry of the Zuoxian King's headquarters, which covered the retreat of the Zuoxian Porridge, barely controlled the losses within an acceptable range.

But today's battle made the porridge unable to say the phrase 'fight again tomorrow' no matter what······

"Tu Luxury;"

"Let's go······"

"-Blocked by the Han people on such a hill, it is really difficult for our cavalry to show their hands and feet!"

"And those Han soldiers wearing iron armor and holding iron swords also need to concentrate all the wisdom of my Great Huns before they can think of a way to defeat them."

"If it's just like today, let the warriors rush up to die, only hoping to kill those Han people with horses, this loss is really too great······" Zhebei's words immediately caused the King of Jinshan on the side to nod his head hurriedly, and looked at the porridge cautiously, but he didn't dare to speak at all.

The Jinshan tribe is actually not a tribe in the south of the country, but a tribe located in the western border of the Xiongnu steppe.

In the past, the Jinshanbu also had little to no interaction with the Han Chinese; More often than not, the Jinshan warriors will still fight against those blonde, blue-eyed, and foul-smelling Western barbarians.

And compared to that kind of battle, today's battle really made King Jinshan a little distracted······ - The Aries King, with more than 7,000 elites, crashed into the Han army, and no one returned!

And in the past, the Zhelan maniacs who were admired by the King of Jinshan were actually killed by the Han people in frontal hand-to-hand combat!

The Zhelan cavalry, which once suppressed the grassland tribes, now has only more than a thousand soulless cowards left; Even on the grassland, the king of Zhelan, who has never been challenged, is still missing······

"Han people, it's really terrible!"

"If I can return to the grassland, I must warn the descendants of Jinshanbu: never, never come to the territory ······of the Han people." When the King of Jinshan was secretly thinking about how to warn his children and grandchildren, he was also caught in the battle between heaven and man.

Walk? How to go? ——The two Ten Thousand Cavalry of the Headquarters of King Zuoxian, as well as the remnants of the three divisions of Zhelan, Lou Fu, and Jinshan, add up to nearly 30,000 people!

The plank road, which is less than five feet wide, and there are horses, will take at least a few days for 30,000 people to pass!

And now, there is only one night left for the porridge; Just wait for tomorrow dawn and the Han soldiers who re-walk the hill will inevitably find the plank road that leads from the Mayi-Wuzhou line to the outside of the Saiwai.

And then what? What would the Han people do?

"Han people, ······ who won't let us go"

"At least, we won't let all of us go ······"

"Like a wolf staring at a flock;"

"If you don't bite down on a piece of meat, the Han people won't stop there·········" The low and gloomy tone also provoked Jebel and King Jinshan on the side to lower their heads again; Not only these two people, but the entire Hun camp was shrouded in such a low mood.

Starting from the bottom of my heart, I actually want to fight again. ——With the remaining nearly 30,000 people, fight with the Han people!

Even if you can't win, you must make the Han people realize: The grassland is definitely not a lamb to be manipulated!

But at this point, Rao is porridge is porridge, and he can't afford to have the slightest fighting will······

"I'm annoying, and I'm willing to cut off for Tu Lu!" Just as he was thinking about it, a low roar came from Jebel, which provoked the porridge to turn his head sideways; But when he saw the King of Jinshan on the side, he also knelt down beside Jebel half reluctantly at this moment: "I, Jinshanbu, am also willing to serve Tu Lu!" "Looking at the eyes in front of them, the two Hun nobles who clearly said 'I can stay and die', and the eyes of the porridge couldn't help but turn red.

"This war ······"

"It's because of me that I became like this······"

"If I hadn't come to Mayi, the Aries King wouldn't have died;"

"The Oriran Department will not suffer such a heavy loss······ The tone was full of vicissitudes of life, but it also made a sense of sacred mission inexplicably rise in the heart of the porridge.

"I must go back to the grassland!"

"I want to tell the plough Gutu, and tell every person who draws the bow how strong the strength of the Han people is!"

"I want to tell them how the Han people fight; Tell them to avoid the Han soldiers in iron armor! ”

"-I, I want to personally lead the Huns and become stronger!"

"Everything I lost today, I have to get it back with my own hands······" Gritting his teeth, he said this grand ambition word by word, and the fire burned again in his gloomy gaze.

But this fire, together with the last two sentences, was deeply hidden in the bottom of my heart······

"Your will, the mission of the people of Aries/Jinshan!" Seeing that the porridge was reinvigorated, the two people on the side, Jebe and King Jinshan, also hurriedly knelt down; It was not until this moment that the porridge finally showed the ruthlessness that the grassland overlord should have for the first time.

"Pass my orders!"

"The two 10,000 horsemen from King Zuoxian's headquarters immediately left from the plank road behind the hill!"

"Lou Fu Department, follow closely!" Full of resolute orders, the porridge lowered his head and looked at Jebel with a look of doubt on his face.

"The Aries King, it's gone;"

"The Aries Department has also suffered a lot of vitality."

"After returning to the grassland, it will take a lot of time for the Aries Department and the Zhelan Department to elect a new king, and it will take more time to lick the wounds."

"Lou Trouble Department, can't have any more accidents······" The low, gentle, and unquestionably firm tone finally made Jebel kowtow to the ground in a convincing manner, expressing his willingness to accept the dispatch of the porridge; And when the gaze of the porridge fell on the King of Jinshan on the side, the expression on the face of the King of Jinshan immediately became a little strange.

"Slaughter ······"

"- Jinshan Department, you can go 4,000 people." Another deep sigh finally made King Jinshan secretly breathe a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

But the next words of the porridge finally made King Jinshan make up his mind.

"We need someone to break off."

"In addition to the more than a thousand walking corpses who have lost their courage in the Zhilan Department, I, the Great Huns, need to be sacrificed by the Jinshan Department!"

"I will remember the sacrifice made by Kanayama ······ today" The firm tone, the sincere gaze, and the last promise, which was not a promise, finally made the King of Jinshan bow his head and accept the order of the porridge.

But the ideal is always very plump; Reality, but always more than the ideal backbone. ——In the middle of the night, after sending more than 100 warriors to explore the road, the Xiongnu Zuoxian King made porridge and set foot on the fleeing plank road; Subsequently, the two 10,000 horsemen of King Zuoxian's headquarters also walked to the plank road in order.

However, when the porridge left safely and most of the headquarters of King Zuoxian left, the war drums of the Han army sounded again under the hills······ This means that today's battle is not over; It means that the Han people did not plan to go back to the camp to rest, but just wanted to fight at night after dinner·······

"Kneel and don't kill!"

"Kneel and don't kill!"

"Get on your knees!!" As soon as the sky was bright, on the entire hill, there were only the shouts of the Han soldiers to persuade them to surrender, and the wails and chatters of the remnants of the Huns; Following his comrades, walking through the camp of the Huns, and coming to the edge of the cliff, He Weiyang found the naturally formed plank road at a glance.

In the distance, there are several remnants of the Huns, who are fleeing in a hurry along the plank road, as if they were in a hurry and did not stand firm, and even fell off the cliff with people and horses.

Looking at the Hun cavalry who were lucky not to fall off the cliff and did not look back along the plank road, He Weiyang could only sigh regretfully;

"Someone!"

"······ here" Before he could say the phrase 'hold this place', He Weiyang found that there seemed to be no comrades within ten steps of the vicinity, and almost all the officers and men of the Han army were busy in the Hun barracks, collecting the remnants of the rout.

Even the two comrades-in-arms who were inseparable from He Weiyang were gone at this moment. Seeing this, He Weiyang could only sigh, simply leaned on the trunk of the tree on the side, and personally guarded the 'entrance' of this plank road.

"Whew~"

"So, it's a victory?"

"I don't know how many ······ the first level can be counted after the war" With a soft murmur, He Weiyang smiled and raised his head, looking forward to a better life in the future.

——In this battle, Captain Huben won the most prosperous! Although the special type of troops made it impossible for Captain Huben to calculate martial arts with individuals as units and heads as vouchers like soldiers in other troops, even if the 'average' was used, the results were quite gratifying.

Just from He Weiyang's visual inspection, in the daytime battle, Captain Hu Ben of He Weiyang's department, with less than 5,000 soldiers, at least killed more than 5,000 Hun cavalry!

On average, this is five heads per person, not to mention money and food rewards, even knighthoods, which can be immediately promoted to two or three levels!

According to He Weiyang's approximate memory, during the battle, He Weiyang broke at least fifteen horses and seven Hun cavalry who fell off their horses.

No matter how he calculates, He Weiyang feels that he has reached the peak of his life······

"Weiyang~"

"Weiyang!" Just as he was thinking about it, there was a familiar father in the distance, which provoked He Weiyang to hurry back to his senses; But I saw that the comrade had already removed the breastplate on his body at this moment, and he didn't even have the Mo knife in his hand!

Seeing this situation, He Weiyang only hurriedly turned sideways and subconsciously looked around to see if there were any unsafe factors; But when the comrade happily ran forward and grabbed He Weiyang's arm excitedly, He Weiyang was stunned on the spot, unable to recover for a long time······

"Weiyang!"

"You kid, you're in luck!"

"-Taiwei said personally, the Hun general you killed today is the King of Zhelan!!"