Under the Yunshan Pass.

The corpses were all over the ground, blood and rain were mixed together, dyeing the entire pass and even the ancient road in the pipe into blood red, hanging wet under the black flag of the Qin character, and some fell to the ground, and were accumulated on the ground by countless footprints and blood.

In the chaotic figures, countless footsteps were chaotic, shouts of killing resounded throughout the valley, and countless border cavalry soldiers fought to the death with the Huns.

Heavy rain.

Yifang's arm trembled, and a steady stream of blood flowed from his arm.

Looking at the melee around him, Yifang was pale, breathing heavily, looking at all this, looking at those Huns, his eyes were full of hatred.

The north is different from the Central Plains, the Central Plains people are war, and they will not be like the north, they Zhao Zhao people are neighbors with the Huns in the era of the Zhao people, only they Zhao people know, once they are taken captive by the Huns, what will be the end, all men will be killed by the Huns, children will be cooked by the Huns, and women will be kept as livestock by the Huns.

The Zhao people and the Huns have been mortal enemies for generations!

"Ahh

When a Hun came to kill, Yifang looked at the Hun with a hideous face, his eyes were fearless, and even with the will to die.

With this kind of appearance, even the Huns were startled, and with the fighting, in the end, the Huns were hacked to death by Yifang with a sword, Yifang looked ahead, and was about to kill in front, but between each other, Yifang was stunned in place, and slowly turned his head to look behind him.

Behind him is a pass in the clouds.

And the voice came from outside the pass in the clouds, and a bad premonition appeared in Yifang's heart.

Not only Yifang, but also some other border cavalry soldiers were also under the heavy rain, hearing the movement from the north behind them, everyone was at a loss, and countless border cavalry soldiers covered in blood stood in place with swords and Changge in hand.

As the movement grows louder and louder.

Even many people in the melee heard the movement, and many border cavalry soldiers and Huns looked to the north one after another.

There was a faint look of uneasiness on the faces of the border cavalry soldiers, and the Huns were ecstatic, and the faces of countless Huns who were originally desperate showed the excitement of the rest of their lives.

Boom Boom Boom~!

The sound of horses' hooves became more and more and louder.

Under the heavy rain, Yifang looked at the pass, and after coming to his senses, he hurriedly looked at all the border cavalry soldiers around.

"Quick, block the pass!"

Yifang shouted, let the border cavalry go to the pass, to block the gate.

After hundreds of cavalry soldiers came back to their senses, they all held swords and Changge, and rushed towards the gate of the pass, but before they could run a few steps, countless Huns on horseback had already appeared in front of everyone, and under the heavy rain, the Huns who swarmed in were endless.

"Kill!!"

"Kill!"

Seeing this, the border cavalry soldiers had no choice, and they all held Changge and sharp swords, and fought with the Huns who suddenly appeared.

However, when the strength of the people was exhausted, not to mention the melee between the border cavalry soldiers and the Huns for more than an hour, most of them were wounded, that is, after such a long time, the physical strength of the border cavalry soldiers was no longer in its heyday, in the face of those Hun troops who rode horses from behind, the border cavalry soldiers fell into a disadvantage in an instant, and from surrounding the Huns, it also became surrounded by the Huns.

Heavy rain.

As the Huns rode by, one by one the border cavalry soldiers were cut and killed, with hideous wounds on their faces, and slowly fell to the ground with blood, trampled by the horses.

A heyday of the Xiongnu army appeared, so that more and more border cavalry soldiers died tragically under the sword of the Huns.

However, the desperate counterattack of the border cavalry soldiers also made the Hun army surrounded from behind, and there were huge casualties in an instant, looking down from the sky with majestic rain, the Hun army was swallowed by the battlefield at a speed visible to the naked eye, like grass and wheat, and slowly disappeared into the battlefield, but the Huns who continued to ride horses behind would be replenished.

"Ah!!h

Yifang stood in the middle of the battlefield, looking at the battle situation that was instantly reversed around him, roaring unwillingly in the heavy rain, his eyes were full of red.

Looking at those soldiers who kept dying tragically, Yifang's heart was full of anger and unwillingness.

Looking at the Huns who were killing him, Yifang's red eyes were full of madness, and he rushed towards the Huns with a sword.

Sideways, counterattack with a knife, a Hun fell, couldn't dodge, was cut to the shoulder, reflexively stabbed, slashed in the horse's leg, the horse fell, the Huns fell.

Along the way, Yifang's eyes were red, ignoring the more and more wounds on his body, and his eyes under the rain became more and more blurred.

Vaguely.

Yifang saw that under the heavy rain, a young man who seemed to be the leader of the Huns appeared in front of him.

Tired and weak, Yifang tried to sober himself up, and when he saw the Hun clearly, Yifang had a hideous face, rushed over with a sword and killed it under the heavy rain, and slashed it with a sword.

"Drink!"

When the young Huns saw Yifang, they shouted angrily, did not pull out their blades, and rushed up directly empty-handed, and after dodging Yifang's slashing sideways, when Yifang waved his sword backhand again, he directly punched Yifang's wrist.

With Yifang's sword falling, the Hun man directly grabbed Yifang's neck, drew his sword with his backhand, and stabbed Yifang's abdomen with a sword.

Heavy rain.

Yifang was cold, in the pupils full of rain, looking at the Huns in front of him, full of unwillingness, the blood slowly flowing from the corners of his mouth, mixed with the rain flowing down his jaw, fell on the arm of the Hun man.

When the Huns stabbed for the second time, the third stab, and the fourth stab, Yifang finally did not move, and opened his eyes directly.

Perhaps before he died, Yifang's last thought was that he didn't wait for Bai Yan's arrival, and that so many soldiers followed him and couldn't return to Yanmen.

The young Hun man gasped slightly, threw Yifang's corpse on the ground, and looked at Yifang's corpse in the heavy rain.

Then he raised his head and looked at the battlefield in front of him.

He is the son of Sanjia Gu Jaw, before Tou Mandan Yu asked him and Murto to stay in the northern grasslands to monitor the Yue army, and then saw that the Yue army really left in a hurry, so he ordered someone to report to Tou Mandan Yu, but he never thought about it, but learned that Tou Mandan Yu was surrounded.

Therefore, Gu Jaw and Murto hurriedly led their tribes to reinforce Toumandanyu.

"Cut off his head and hang it at the gates!"

Gu Jaw said to his cronies beside him, Tou Mandan Yu was ambushed by the Central Plains, which made Gu Jaw very angry, he wanted the Central Plains people to see the anger of the Huns, and the price to be paid for ambushing Tou Mandan.

"Yes!"

When the two Huns heard Gu Jaw's words, they hurriedly nodded.

After Gu Jaw finished explaining, he turned his head to look at the battlefield in front of him, holding a bloody blade, and walked slowly.

(End of chapter)