"All the people on the battlefield of them, there are only sixty or seventy thousand people in total?" A Xiongnu leader asked in disbelief with green tendons on his neck.

Cui Tiankui said coldly: "Otherwise? How many people do you think they can come? ”

"Ahh

"This dog thief emperor has deceived us so much and killed so many of our warriors!"

"We can't let them just go!"

"Just don't do anything, just leave this dog emperor on the grassland and let him be buried in this place."

"To comfort us so many Hun warriors in the spirit of heaven."

Many generals, like wild beasts, roared angrily.

They had lost the battle in horror all night, and then they heard that their opponents were playing tricks on them like this.

could have won the war, but they were forced to be played around by the other side and rushed to pieces, which made them feel extremely aggrieved.

The depths of the military tent.

Liu Yuer sat inside, her face flat.

Her peach blossom eyes were full of calm, as if she didn't care about such a bad battle this time.

She just looked at her and said inwardly.

Zhao Hai, where are you? Lonely has come to you.

This time, you can't run away.

……

In the sky, a bright red morning glow lit up at this time.

The crimson glow, it looks, is extraordinarily eerie.

Everywhere on the grassland, the flames of war are still burning.

There were still remnants of soldiers fighting all around.

The exhausted crowd followed a dilapidated path to the camp of Fang Ye.

The people of the Luncha tribe were all frightened, tired and hesitant.

Their clothes were shabby, and their gait was as if they had all gone through hellish ordeals.

And the women among them hugged their heads and cried.

Everyone has a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe, and they just feel as if they are in another world.

Seeing such a scene, Agazana couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart.

Even though I had done psychological construction for myself earlier, I still couldn't hold back and cried.

Bang!

Wang Zhishen was covered in blood, and came to Zhao Hai on a horse, and then got off the horse in an instant, his face pale.

He knelt in front of Zhao Hai, clenched his fists and said, "Your Majesty, fortunately I am not dishonored." ”

"In that canyon, I found the people of the Lencha tribe, and now, I have brought them all back."

"Just ......"

He glanced at the carriage behind him, and a regretful expression appeared on his face.

At that moment, Agazana seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt in her heart, and a strong bad premonition appeared in her heart.

She covered her mouth and rushed to the carriage like crazy.

She knelt in front of the carriage and wept bitterly.

Zhao Hai saw the reactions of these two people, and naturally knew that something not very good might have happened.

"Quick, take General Wang down to treat his injuries."

"At the same time, all of us are ready, we are about to march and we are about to pull out the camp, otherwise the other side will chase after us."

"This place is not suitable for a long time."

After speaking, Zhao Hai immediately followed Agazana's pace and rushed to the side of the carriage.

Before he could get closer, he heard her heartbroken cry.

"Father! Father! ”

Her voice seemed to tear her throat apart.

Her pale complexion, as well as the twitching of her shoulders, can make people see her sadness and sadness at the moment.

It turned out that the king of the Huns, Mao Dunshan Yu, the king who once galloped the world on the grassland, now has a huge blood hole in his chest.

Now his face is sallow, and he is already looking at it.

Some of the soldiers around looked at the Hun King and were all moved.

This is a tower-like man, a man who really deserves respect.

Last night, even though he was mortally wounded, he was still standing in front of his own people, fighting the enemy desperately.

has insisted until now, just to take a look at his daughter.

The people of the entire Luncha tribe, at this moment, knelt on the ground in unison and tacit understanding.

They choked up one after another, tears raining down, as if they couldn't stop it.

The picture of 10,000 people crying together once moved everyone.

At this time, Mao Dunshan Yu, as if he felt the sadness of the clansmen, slowly raised his head.

He had a difficult smile on his face, and then he struggled to reach out his hand and touch his daughter's head.

His voice was hoarse, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"Piercing...... Zana ......"

He smiled softly, as if his wish had been fulfilled.

At this time, Agazana had already cried into a tearful person, and she couldn't cry anymore.

Her eyes were red, she put Mao Dun Danyu's hand on her face, and said, "Father! Father! ”

"Don't talk, you'll be fine! We will heal you, Father. ”

She shook her head with tears in her eyes, and as if desperately, reached out to try to cover the terrible wound of Maudun Than.

However, the blood on his body seemed to be drained.

"Nope! Father! Please! Please, don't leave me alone. Agazana cried even more, and even Zhao Hai on the side couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

"Daddy, I, maybe, can't live." He touched his daughter's head with a little kindness.

"It's just that I still have hatred and wishes, but I haven't been able to achieve them."

"Your mother, and your brothers, they ......"

When he said this, there was an angry look in his eyes, as if he was still the master of the commanding grassland.

His rough eyes, also at this moment, shed bloody tears.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Agazana's delicate body trembled, and her whole body was filled with sadness and sadness.

She kept trying to help her father wipe the shocking blood from the scars on his body.

Every time she wiped it, her heart felt as if it had been cut with a knife.

She cried so weakly, so sadly.

Nothing can make up for the flaws, regrets and pain in her heart at the moment.

Zhao Hai turned his head to the side, and his nose was already a little sour.

The self-blame and apology in his heart reached their peak at this moment.

Zhao Hai knew that the people of the ten major tribes were obviously coming towards him.

However, in the end, it was Agazana's tribe and Maudun Shan Yu who paid the price.

Who should we go to pay for the lives of those men, women, and children who died in vain?

Zhao Hai's fists couldn't help but clench together.

He swore that he would take revenge for this revenge.

The crimson sky seemed to be screaming at this time, mourning for so much bloodshed, for so many sacrifices.

Maudun took one last look at the sky he had been longing for.

In his heart, there was endless desolation and pain.

There is a sad feeling of the hero's end.