"Your father is really good to you, and there are really many backhands left!" Jin Yao suddenly thought that Empress Dowager Zhao's approach would not also be the back hand left by Zi Chu.

If you think about it carefully, the more you think about it, the more likely it is, but I don't know if Empress Dowager Zhao later got away with it by herself or was coerced.

But this hasn't happened yet, at least the current Empress Dowager Zhao must be dedicated to winning the government.

"If you can't understand your mother, then no one in the world can understand her!" Jin Yao sighed.

Ying Zheng nodded, and suddenly wanted to go back to Xianyang again, his mother must know that he ran away from home, and he was afraid that he would be very sad!

"Let's take a good look when you come, the major affairs of the country, only Rong and ritual, as the king of Qin, you should also know the cruelty of war!" Jin Yao said.

"Am I with my husband?" Ying Zheng looked at Jin Yao happily.

Jin Yao shook his head, "The observation group is in the rear, and I, as a vanguard general, am going to charge into battle, so you are not suitable to follow me."

"Okay!" Ying Zheng is a little secret, but the scope of the observation group is idle, and he can't mess around, especially if people know his identity, that's the real danger.

"Protect Shang Gongzi, I don't know much about him here, but I won't have less!" Jin Yao looked at Gai Nie and said.

"Hmm!" Gagnie nodded.

"Gone!" Jin Yao turned around and rode his horse towards the pioneer camp.

By the time Jin Yao arrived at the vanguard camp, the order of the Chinese army had already arrived, allowing them to attack the remnants of the besieged Xiongnu army at dawn tomorrow.

"Dongdong Dong~" The rapid sound of war drums sounded, and all the soldiers were enthusiastic, quietly holding the weapons in their hands, waiting for their general to give an order.

In front of the pioneer camp, Jin Yao rode on a dark war horse, pulled the reins, and the majestic black horse under his crotch neighed, and his head and horse's hooves were wrapped in silver-white metal, carrying Jin Yao like an arrow from the string.

The dead soldiers of the pioneer battalion behind him also followed, the sound of iron hooves was endless, and everyone's blood was boiling.

A quarter of an hour later, as they charged, Jin Yao saw the shadow of the Hun soldiers in the distance ahead.

These Hun soldiers wore leather jackets plucked from their dead robes, armed with scimitars and heavy shields, but they never saw a single cavalryman again.

Jin Yao can also understand that they have been besieged for a winter, with no reserves and no supplies, so they can only snatch the leather jackets of their comrades and kill the war horses to keep out the cold.

In the face of the charging vanguard battalion iron cavalry, these surviving Hun soldiers all raised the heavy shields in their hands, forming a shield wall, on top of the shield, there are also cone-shaped spears and spears, both offensive and defensive, is specially designed to deal with cavalry.

Jin Yao also knew this for a long time, the barbarians are famous because of the cavalry, but it does not mean that they do not have foot soldiers, in the same way, in the whole world, the number of cavalry cannot exceed the foot soldiers, even if it is the grassland barbarians.

"Kill!"

When he was a few feet away from the shield wall, Jin Yao grabbed the horse's belly between his legs, jumped up from the horse's back, and the Mo knife mixed with Chengying in his hand slammed towards the heavy shield wall.

"Peng~"

Chengying and Modao slashed across the shield wall with an invisible sword qi, where the sword qi passed, the heavy shield was shattered, and even the soldiers hiding behind the big shield were silently cut through the body by Chengying, and they were already dead before they could react, and they always maintained an offensive posture before they died.

"Be careful, a lone wolf is more terrible than a pack of wolves!" Jin Yao returned to the horse that was rushing forward and charged directly through the broken shield wall.

The cavalry behind them also followed the gap that was torn open by Jin Yao, tearing the gap even bigger, so that the first line of defense of the Xiongnu was completely unable to stop their attack.

"Kill him!"

As soon as Jin Yao stepped over the shield wall, a series of bursts of shouts were immediately heard around him, and the commanders of the Huns knew that if they couldn't stop the galloping cavalry, then what awaited them would be endless killing.

Suddenly, countless arrows and weapons came at Jin Yao's slashing head and face.

But Jin Yao didn't even bother to dodge, so he carried the surrounding soldiers around

Kill, a golden dragon was shot out with one palm, and the soldiers in front of him were shocked and flew out, and then rode through the dust.

Looking at the arrows hanging on Jin Yao's body and the halberd that was cut off by him but still hung on his body, the commanders of the Huns were afraid, this was a ghost god who could not be killed.

"Kill!"

Jin Yao didn't care about it, the Mo knife in his hand opened and closed, and ruthlessly cut off the heads, as if it was a blood Shura bathed in blood rain and walking on a corpse.

The Hun soldiers who were close to Jin Yao's side at a distance of three zhang had no time to resist, and they saw the sky, white clouds, and their own feet and the earth.

For a while, Jin Yao was like entering no man's land, and none of the Hun soldiers around dared to step forward to stop him, even if there was a commander and a supervisor behind him, they could not overcome the fear in their hearts and step forward to stop them.

"Don't let any of them go!"

Jin Yao continued to order, and took the disciples of the Mo family to intersperse in the Hun army like death hookers, and everywhere he went, there was no more life.

The Xiongnu nobles commanding in the rear of the Xiongnu all looked at the black and white shadows, they were terrified, even if the enemy was still hundreds of zhang away from them, even if there were loyal soldiers in front of them, they still could not give them a trace of safety and comfort.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

The former Xiongnu army was completely frightened, as if it had been caught off guard at the beginning of the war.

The only difference is that this time they are prepared, but the ending is still the same, the same rout.

Those black and white shirts are the evil spirits of the grassland, ruthlessly harvesting their lives, and they can't kill each other at all.

"Kill!"

Without any further orders, all the vanguard soldiers charged fearlessly, fighting for their lives, wielding long knives and swords, slashing and slashing all the enemies in front of them.

Until, at last, the sky was dyed red, until all that was left in front of them was the blood-draining sun.

Surrounded by the soldiers of the Zhao State who came from the endless circle, but they were also frightened and did not dare to approach this group of red-eyed vanguard soldiers.

This is a bloody killing, a tragic killing of the vanguard battalion.

After all, the Hun soldiers who survived were the most elite among them, and the vanguard battalion wanted to defeat them and kill them, and the price paid was equally heavy.

However, even such a lone wolf-like Hun survivor encountered this group of death messengers, and still had fear, trembling and kneeling on the ground, putting down his weapon, covering his head with dust, and choosing a dust suit.

Unfortunately, the hatred between the Central Plains and the barbarians will not end because of the surrender of one side, and Li Mu and Jin Yao's order is to annihilate them completely, and build a blood-colored Great Wall with barbarian heads and white bones that will make the barbarians fear forever.

Therefore, no one will stop and mercilessly harvest those Hun soldiers who have laid down their arms.