The 'big killers' Yang Chuan refers to are actually three 'gadgets': a frame car, a fence and a trebuchet.

A rack car, it's really a rack car.

On the car, there is a shelf.

On the front of the shelf was a foldable shield, wrapped in sandwich wool felt and cowhide, which when unfolded, was three feet two feet eight inches wide and one foot two feet three inches high; On the back is a crossbow machine......

In other words, the so-called frame car is just a modified and simplified 'King Kong car', but it is lighter, can be pushed by two or three soldiers, and can be successfully passed on some mountain trails.

As for talking about fences.

Well, when Zhang Anshi saw these folded fine iron shelves for the first time, he didn't feel anything, and always felt that the teacher solemnly moved a lot of scrap iron, which seemed to be useless.

However, when Yang Chuan asked Ah Tie's half-grown children to demonstrate it, Zhang Anshiden was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.

These seemingly inconspicuous iron shelves, once unfolded, are they 'antlers' made of fine iron?

'Antlers', also known as 'Horse Reject', is the most common defensive weapon at present, generally using sharpened wood to cross and tie up, arranged in several rows or more than a dozen rows, is a good thing to deal with cavalry raids.

"In the case of nearby mountains and forests, you can consider quickly making a batch of antlers, the problem is, looking at it, this radius of nearly 100 miles, all grasslands, Gobi, there is no wood to cut at all, in a hurry, if you want to immediately switch from sports warfare to defensive warfare, is it much simpler to have this kind of fence?"

As if seeing Zhang Anshi's doubts, Yang Chuan said with a gentle smile: "So, before the war, we must fully consider all the details after the war, and we can't let go of any omissions, so that we can be regarded as a competent military horse." ”

He didn't say anything about competent generals.

He can also see that although Zhang Anshi is powerful, his military talent still can't catch up with Wei Qing and Huo Quai, so it is better to train him as an excellent military Sima as soon as possible.

Zhang Anshi listened to Yang Chuan's suggestion, and asked people to hide those 'fences' on both sides of the canyon mouth, once his soldiers and horses passed, he could arrange those fine iron fences in a very short time, forming a very deterrent defense line to block the pursuit of the Hun cavalry.

A sports war in which you chase after me has become a defensive and counteroffensive war in the blink of an eye......

……

Everything is ready, only one draw is missing.

Yes, to be exact, a pump.

In the face of the brutal, bloody and cunning Huns, Yang Chuan could not guarantee whether his plan to lure the enemy into the depths would work, so he could only pin his trust on their 'brain twitches'.

But it's okay.

Zhang Anshi personally led two thousand cavalry, the old trick was repeated, after some teasing, teasing and stimulation, the two thousand people of the Huns finally couldn't help but be furious, and chased up with great momentum.

In addition, dozens of miles away, there was a cavalry of five or six thousand people, which also moved quickly in the direction of Hulugou.

Standing on the high mountain cliff, looking far away, on the vast land, Zhang Anshi and his two thousand young cavalry 'hugged their heads and ran away', looking like they were about to be caught up.

Suddenly, the group of men and horses made a large circle, stabbed obliquely into a hilly area, and finally got rid of the two elite cavalry behind them three or five miles away; However, the other party was the elite of the Huns, and it took less than a stick of incense to bite the tail of Zhang Anshi and others again.

It seems that the two big fish finally bit the hook.

It's time to pull the net and take it up.

Zhang Anshi whistled and took the lead in rushing in the direction of Hulugou; The two thousand young cavalrymen were in great spirits, and they also rode their horses to keep up, and soon, they entered the gourd ditch.

The Huns who followed closely behind did not doubt him, and continued to chase fiercely, and they were about three or five miles behind.

"Ah Tie, get ready to do it."

"Wait until the two 10,000-strong teams completely enter the gourd ditch, and then light the fire, and strive to wipe out the 20,000 beasts!"

The big battle is imminent, Yang Chuan's face has not changed much, his face is calm and indifferent, but under his eyes, there seem to be two flames burning, and there is a strange smile on the corner of his mouth: "Use the flag to tell the other people that when the cannon fires here, the gourd waist can be ignited." ”

"As for those big gift bags buried in the ground, let me wait for the order, after all, I want to give these wolves a big surprise."

Just when the two 10,000-strong teams quickly entered the mouth of the canyon, Yang Chuan was about to order the ignition.

Suddenly, far away, more than 20 miles away, another Hun cavalry of more than 5,000 people appeared.

"Childe, ignition?" Ah Tie asked.

"Wait," Yang Chuan frowned and said, "More than twenty miles away, another Hun cavalry came, the number of which was about five thousand. ”

Ah Tie and the others were overjoyed when they heard this, and they smiled happily: "Then wait a minute, let them all go in, and then let's light the fire?" ”

Yang Chuan glanced back at the depths of the gourd ditch and hesitated slightly.

20,000 elite Huns, can Zhang Anshi withstand its onslaught on the other side? Even if the advanced 'fine iron antlers' are used, it won't last long......

"Wait a minute, let Zhang Anshi and them hold on for a while," Yang Chuan finally made up his mind and sneered: "It's all here, if you don't kill them all, this arrangement of this chef will be greatly reduced." ”

"Ah Tie, send a message to the brothers, the waist of the gourd will not be ignited for the time being, and those gift bags at the exit position can be ignited first when necessary."

"Our dish is called a hard dish......

……

Yang Chuan's temporary decision made Zhang Anshi and his 3,000 young soldiers bitter.

20,000 elite Hun cavalry bit behind him tightly, only three or five miles away, and a small accident may lead to being caught up by someone and being beaten out of and urine in minutes.

Therefore, when the troops entered the gourd ditch, Zhang Anshi shouted the order to 'move forward at full speed', and the two thousand young cavalry quickly completed the midway horse change, and the speed suddenly skyrocketed, and finally threw the pursuers behind for another two or three miles.

However, it is only two or three miles more.

For the elite of the Huns, who are good at running on the road, the land of two or three miles is just a short time.

Fortunately, after this period of training, experience and running-in, this cavalry team formed by 3,000 Hun teenagers has made great progress in terms of combat effectiveness and combat awareness, and the cooperation between them can basically achieve a tacit understanding.

From the moment Zhang Anshi and the others rushed into the gourd ditch, at the exit at the other end, a thousand teenagers, with the help of hundreds of craftsmen, began to quickly arm the defense, pulling away and arranging those 'fine iron antlers', leaving only a hole of less than ten zhang so that their own people could pass quickly.

At the same time, the one hundred and ten 'rack carts' were also quickly pushed over, and they were swinging directly behind the 'fine iron antlers', and the crossbow machine 'clicked' non-stop, but the first batch of 'arrow boxes' were stuck in the arrow slot directly above the crossbow machine, like more than a hundred strange beasts, which made those young soldiers who were nervous feel a little at ease.

It's no wonder.

Under the leadership of Zhang Anshi, although these young people have also fought more than a dozen battles, each time they have attacked the camp, harassed, assassinated, and lured the enemy to go deeper.

Hoofs rumble, smoke billowed up.

Zhang Anshi and two thousand young soldiers rushed wildly.

"Hurry, hurry, Antlers!"

"The angle of the crossbow machine is fully adjusted, ready to fire at any time!"

"Archer prepare!"

“……”

After a brief period of turmoil, the Huns came.

The terrain of the canyon is long and narrow, and 20,000 horses cannot be fully developed, but once they come to the wide area of the valley mouth, they will show their terrifying face.

At this moment, the horror of the Hun cavalry finally began to be revealed.

Completely different from those Qiang people, the Huns did not like to juggle on horseback, nor did they like to pose all kinds of difficult movements, let alone make all kinds of strange screams and strange laughs, so naturally they did not wield the scimitar in their hands like a group of fools and became a live target for the archers of the Han army.

The Huns were silent.

They were silent one by one, and there was little expression on their dark, angular faces.

If there is, it is that their eyes are very dark, black and bright, and faintly, there seems to be a cold breath in the air, making this army look like a fierce wolf, the closer they get to their prey, the more silent, calm and cold-blooded.

Especially when they saw that after their prey had escaped, they had placed antlers and chariots in a very wide valley, as if they wanted to jump a few times before they died?

The Huns were angry.

However, the angry Huns were even more silent.

They silently took off their stiff bows, bent their bows and arrows, and when they were still seventy or eighty paces away from each other, they shot their first wave of arrows.

There were many arrows, and they rained down.

With a palpitating sound of breaking the sky, the first rain of arrows fell on the huge shield of the frame car, making a crackling sound; Some of the feathered arrows swept over the shield and headed straight for the row of cavalry dozens of paces behind.

Immediately after, the second and third waves of arrows came as scheduled.

The shields of the carriages were covered with the wolf's fangs and arrows of the Huns, like more than a hundred shivering hedgehogs, and they were equally silent.

And then.

Wait until the Huns, who rushed to the forefront, stepped fifty or sixty steps.

The crossbow machine behind the frame car made a 'click' sound, and with a 'buzz', the whole body shrank back violently, and a large number of crossbow arrows spilled out, and in a blink of an eye, hundreds of Huns were covered in it.

There is nothing very exaggerated.

After the Huns in leather armor and sheepskin hats were hit by arrows, they would only snort 'uh', and then they would continue to rush forward with their crotch horses for more than a dozen steps, and they fell to the ground and became a dead corpse.

Airplanes!

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

Five waves of arrows rained down in a row, killing several large numbers of the Huns who rushed to the front, but those fierce cavalry were still rushing forward, using the bows and arrows in their hands to carry out a futile counterattack.

They are not afraid of death one by one, and they don't seem to care about this salvo of crossbows from the Han army; Because, according to their experience, such crossbow arrows of the Han people can only shoot three or five waves at most.

However, this time.

They seem to have miscalculated.

Because, after firing five waves, the crossbow arrows on these more than 100 rack cars only began their second salvo after a pause of less than three or five breaths.

Moreover, the crossbow arrows fired in the second salvo seemed to have a longer range and greater power, with a breathtaking sound of breaking through the air, which could easily shoot through the two or three layers of leather armor on their bodies.

"Archer cover!"

"Change formation, chisel formation!"

After the Huns left a large number of dead bodies at the mouth of the valley, they finally reacted, and a king of Wanhu who did not deserve his name roared angrily: "Change the formation, chisel the formation!" ”

The so-called chiseling formation is to arrange the formation of the cavalry into the shape of a sharp knife, and the most courageous centurion, thousand-commander or even thousand-captain is the tip of the knife, and then, in turn, expands in turn, and from a distance it looks like a sharp knife or chisel, rushing forward and quickly penetrating into the local camp.

In the northern army of the Han Empire, there was a heavy cavalry of less than 800, which was specially used to carve the formation.

Wearing thin leather armor like the Huns and wanting to chisel the formation, it can only be said that it is a helpless move, because, in the face of the dozen rows of cold and light 'fine iron antlers' and spilled crossbow arrows, the war horses and cavalry without iron armor are almost waiting to rush up and die......

However, it was this temporary response that disrupted the rhythm of the Han army.

When the two thousand-man teams rushed out and hit the fine-iron antlers in just seven or eight breaths, the other two thousand-man teams also moved.

They chose to charge on both flanks, so that the Han army's crossbow arrows had to change direction.

At the same time, with the chaos of the battle, the position of the Xiongnu army quietly rushed out of three teams with an unknown number, and also put on a chiseled formation to charge, and rushed towards the direction of the Han army with great momentum.

Zhang Anshi's face was pale, and after shooting a wave of arrows with the three thousand young men, he roared angrily: "Queue up in front of the formation, stand a shield!" ”

"The rear team changes hook and sickle guns, and prepare to meet the enemy head-on!"

He roughly understood that even if the Han army had more than a dozen rows of exquisitely designed and extremely intimidating 'fine iron antlers' to resist the Hun cavalry, this line of defense would not be of any use at all under such a reckless charge.

Before, he would have led the cavalry to escape.

However, the teacher is painstakingly arranging here, naturally he wants to annihilate all the 20,000 Huns, once he retreats, will it ruin the teacher's big thing?

I don't know what's going on, at this moment of life and death, Zhang Anshi's mind is full of Yang Chuan's gentle smile, as if to say: "Believe in yourself, you can do it......"

A hand-to-hand 'white-knuckle battle' finally broke out.

The three thousand young soldiers, under the command of Zhang Anshi, all pressed up, with the help of fine iron antlers, frame car shields and wooden shields in their hands, to resist wave after wave of Huns' arrow rain and charge; The soldiers hiding behind, armed with hook and sickle guns, poked in unison.

Poke poke poke!

The bloody rain and bloody wind are nothing more than that.

Everyone's head and face, armor, and blades were stained with slimy, hot blood, and I don't know whether it was human blood or the blood of war horses, in short, everyone was silent, and they were carrying it there, like an emotionless meat grinder, stabbing to death the Huns who kept rushing up.

It may be a stick of incense.

It could also be three or five breaths.

This kind of battle is a test of human perseverance and resilience, a test of an indescribable willpower, once it begins to relax, it will be like snow scorched by fire, and in a breath or two, it will disappear.

This is true for young people such as Zhang Anshi, and it is also true for the Huns.

Zhang Anshi's martial arts are good, although they can't be compared with fierce people like Wei Qing and Huo Quzhi, but among his peers, whether it is eighteen weapons or strength, he can be regarded as a leader.

However, in this high-intensity combat state, he soon felt an inexplicable exhaustion and powerlessness, accompanied by an unprecedented despair.

Those Huns went crazy.

Even the men and horses rushed up, ignoring the fine iron antlers and tearing open several terrible wounds on the horse's stomach in an instant, and even the intestines and internal organs would spurt out, mixed with a strong smell of blood, which was disgusting.

In the gap of the giant shield in the front row, Zhang Anshi saw clearly for the first time, it turned out that the Huns looked like this?

The eye sockets are slightly deeper, the bridge of the nose is slightly higher, the forehead is slightly flattened, and there are roughly two or three types of eyes, light blue, light gray, black, and almost everyone has a big beard, stained with blood and sweat, and looks ...... Why, it doesn't look like that, huh?

A hook of scythe poked through, but it still poked a bloody hole in the chest and abdomen.

Pull it back, and still cut off half of these wolves' arms or hands, making them shiver with pain and a series of wounded beast-like screams from deep in their throats?

That innate sense of fear suddenly vanished.

Zhang Anshi believed that the three thousand young people should be about the same, because, at that moment, he clearly felt an unprecedented aura suddenly spread, which greatly lifted the spirits of each person during the immersion period, and fought a few cold wars, and the power of blood and qi, which was almost exhausted, miraculously began to recover.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Suddenly, the sound of killing shook the sky and went straight into the sky.

The three thousand young men, under extreme exhaustion, fear and nervousness, suddenly erupted with an irrepressible fury and killing intent, making the giant shield in their hands stronger and more stable, and the hook and sickle spear in their hands sharper.

This is what teachers often talk about courage, right?

For a moment, Zhang Anshi remembered in a trance that Yang Chuan had taught him more than once that the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and when facing a desperate battle, it doesn't matter if the enemy opposite him is the world's first swordsman or the extremely ferocious Huns, just die!

It's just that this is war, not martial arts.

Personal perception is actually very small in some cases, and it is simply impossible to resist the torrent of defeat like a mountain, these three thousand young men, even if their willpower is ten thousand times stronger, they are just holding on to this state of meat grinder for a dozen more breaths, or, dozens, hundreds of breaths.

Overall, this battle is going to be lost......

Zhang Anshi's nose suddenly became sour, thinking of his teacher Yang Chuan, thinking of his father Zhang Tang, and remembering the three little teachers, Liu Man, Zhiniang, and Naren Tuoya...... By the way, there is also the Huo Guang who has just been in the master for a few days.

That guy is tiger-headed, with a harmless face to humans and animals, just like our Zhang Anshi, he looks like an old yin π.

It's a pity that from now on, it will never be ...... again

Boom Boom!

Boom Boom Boom!

At this moment, seven or eight deafening loud noises exploded, the ground shook, whether it was the Han army or the Huns, they only felt that their breathing was stagnant for a moment, and in an instant, they were overturned to the ground by a monstrous heat wave.

Zhang Anshi was lifted by the air wave, and flew backwards seven or eight feet before rolling to the ground, and his heart was about to stop beating.

The three thousand young men were all about the same, and a large area crackled and fell.

As for those Huns.

Well, except for the Huns who rushed to the front and fought with them, they were also swept away by that unparalleled heat wave, fell heavily to the ground and hummed and crawled up, and were indiscriminately poked to death by the young soldiers who were the first to react; In the open space at the mouth of the valley, seven or eight places were forcibly vacated, revealing some huge deep pits.

There is a circle around the deep pit, and there is no grass.

Seven or eight feet out of the deep pit, there are large pieces of stump and broken meat, there are broken legs, there are broken arms, and more, there are the internal organs and intestines of various animals, colorful and green, the flesh and blood are blurred, and for a while it is impossible to distinguish whether it is a human or a war horse.

This great change naturally comes from the craftsmanship of the Han chef Yang Chuan.

He loves the feeling of stir-frying.

He called this dish a "hard dish......

The Huns were blinded by these seventeen or eighteen blows.

In particular, the Huns, who were not too far from the center of the explosion but did not reach the killing range, were overturned by one violent heat wave after another, rolled off their horses, like a group of zombies without sight, feeling, and hearing, struggling to get up from the ground, but they were at a loss, and they didn't know what to do or what to say.

Many people have blood slowly oozing from their eyes, ears, nostrils and mouths.

This is the true power of thermal weapons.

On the surface, thermal weapons need to rely on shrapnel, gravel, etc. to kill and injure the enemy; In fact, the real violent damage is still the vacuum formed by the explosion and the blazing air wave that swept by, which will instantly shatter the internal organs of humans and war horses, and tear some relatively fragile organs into pieces......

Perhaps, this is the first time since the beginning of the world that black powder has been exerted.

Even Yang Chuan, who was commanding the battle from afar, was shocked, and couldn't help but look back at the other end of the gourd ditch.

"Alright, it's time to close."

Seeing that the more than 5,000 Huns finally got into the gourd ditch, Yang Chuan gave an order, and Ah Tie lit the four flotting ropes at hand.

Boom Boom!

With four earth-shattering loud sounds, at the entrance of the gourd ditch, the two stone peaks on both sides that were more than 20 zhang apart slammed upward, and then slowly fell to the ground, and countless boulders splashed out, sealing the only way to retreat in a blink of an eye.

"Send a message to the brothers at the waist of the gourd, and you can light the fire." Yang Chuan commanded indifferently.

Ah Tie waved the flag in his hand, and the order was issued.

With a few roars, the gourd ditch was split in two.

In the long and narrow gourd ditch, there was a noise and roar, mixed with the neighing of war horses and the desperate and furious curses of the Huns.

They are a group of fierce and cunning enemies, and this time, everyone knows that they have been deceived and led into a real death by the Han army......

Yang Chuan listened to a few breaths, and the strange smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense: "Ah Tie, take out our other thing that presses the bottom of the box, and kill them as quickly as possible." ”

Ah Tie let out an 'hey', and waved the two flags in his hand seven or eight times.

Hundreds of people quietly appeared in the barren grass on both sides of the gourd ditch, and after a period of confusion, these people pushed out one after another 'stone throwing machines'; they took a good time to adjust the angle and distance of the projectile, and then placed a clump of hay that was very tightly tied on the projectile rack and poured some slimy black oil on it.

After being lit, the grass dumplings burned violently, emitting a thick black smoke.

"Launch!"

"Launch!"

Under the command of Qi Yu, nearly 200 'stone throwers' suddenly exerted their strength, threw the burning grass balls out, and smashed them to the bottom of the canyon.

The black oil-stained grass balls slammed into the ground, splashing a large mass of sparks when they landed; Even if it splashed on the stones, it would continue to burn for a while, let alone on the bodies of people and horses.

With a continuous projectile like rain, the entire gourd ditch was filled with flames and thick smoke.

For a moment, the ghost cried wolf.

The horses wailed.

Yang Chuan stood on a mountain cliff, looked up at the blue sky and the fish-scaled clouds, chuckled warmly, and said, "It's okay, Benhou's luck is slightly better than Zhuge Kongming's." ”

Ah Tie, who was standing on the side, was stunned and asked, "Childe, who is Zhuge Kongming?" ”

Yang Chuan smiled and said, "Mr. Wolong." ”

Ah Tie reached out and scratched the back of his head, rubbed his black cheeks, and muttered: "I don't know ......"

Yang Chuan laughed secretly, you kid naturally don't know him, because Ben Hou doesn't know either.

However, if you go back and ask Sima Qian, check the genealogy of the Zhuge family or something, you should be able to find a few ancestors of Mr. Kong Ming......

……

Yuan Shuo five years, midsummer.

In the gourd ditch three hundred miles east of Woye County, Shuofang County, there are Hun demons passing through, and they want to come to besiege our Shuofang City, but they unexpectedly offended Tianwei because of this, and were killed by the Heavenly Dao throwing down a few heavenly punishment divine thunder, the smoke in the ditch was everywhere, the fire was soaring into the sky, and the sound of wailing was endless, and it only stopped for a day and a night.

In this alone, more than 25,000 Hun obstacles were killed, which is really very happy and happy!

Therefore, this large canyon shaped like a fat gourd is also called 'Tianlei Ditch'.

Syllable!

Ladies and gentlemen, I want to know what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown!

……

In fact, if you really want to calculate it, Yang Chuan's knowledge should be greater than that of Dong Zhongshu and Sima Qian, after all, the amount of reading in the two lives is very amazing, and Gangan Dandan is tens of millions, tens of thousands, right?

I remember that when he was a cook, his favorite thing was to read at night with candles, and he knew astronomy (cultivating immortals) and geography (tomb robbery), medicine, astrology, divination, etc., all of which were involved.

Among them, the most fascinating thing for him is storytelling.

Yang Chuan stubbornly believes that storytellers are the most flavorful profession in the Han Empire for 5,000 years, and every storyteller always gives him a sense of eloquence and old fox, which often makes him linger.

There are storytellers in Chang'an City.

However, Yang Chuan has never heard that in the past two or three years, he has either been farming, cooking, or abducting and deceiving to make money to support his family, even if he has been to Chang'an City several times, he really has no mood and time, he can only think about it in his heart.

Shuofang County, which is in ruins, now has a storyteller.

Dongfang Shuo.

Well, this guy is always not satisfied with the status quo and can always put up a little new trick.

This famous 'Mr. Weird', who was famous in later generations, has become different since he followed Yang Chuan, and his ambition to study and rule the country and the world seems to be getting less and less strong.

On the contrary, for how to let the people have a mouthful of hot food to eat, how to eat standing and squatting without kneeling to eat, and how to eat with a smile instead of crying, he reveals an almost fanatical persistence and persistence, even if he is now an 800 stone official under the rule of the county Taishou, what he likes most is to interact with those children of the rivers and lakes all day long, and call those who slaughter chickens and dogs brothers.

This is something that even Yang Chuan himself can't do.

The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings, and the army is overwhelming the city and wants to destroy it.

More than 20,000 elite cavalry of the Huns surrounded Shuofang City, drove thousands of Han people and slaves, and attacked the city day and night.

Dongfang Shuo's teahouse opened lively.

The name is domineering: Oriental Teahouse.

It is called 'Oriental Teahouse', but the location is in the area of Ximen Street, less than 300 steps near the west gate of Shuofang City, and some of the feather arrows of the Huns, if they are in the case of a tailwind, will occasionally float over one or two.

He set up a large pot of ten in front of the shop, in which millet gruel was stewed, and some jujubes, wolfberries and rock sugar of the Yang Chuan family were sprinkled in it, which was called 'Eight Treasure Porridge', and the soldiers and civilians defending the city, regardless of the old, weak, women and children, could come and ask for a bowl.

In addition, he also set up a tea stall, one person and one foot, and hung a banner behind him that 'pointed to the sky and scolded the earth, talked and laughed in the world, and acted chivalrous and happy to be a storyteller', and drank a sip of the three forts of the Yang Chuan family, telling a story of how the Han people bullied the Huns, but also enjoyed it.

However, everyone was busy defending the city, and for two or three days in a row, there were only one person, a leopard, and two big foolish eagles in the audience at the tea stall.

This person is naturally Yang Chuan, a leopard, and naturally a leopard sister.

As for the two big silly eagles, they were not the first and second eagles of the Yang Chuan family, but the eagles A and B of Huo Quai's family, who flew back to Shuofang City three days ago and brought the news of Huo Quai, Cao Xiang and the orphans of the 1,700 Yulin.

Huo Qu is sick and is coming back!

Therefore, Yang Chuan's mood was extremely good, and he had the leisure to run out to listen to Dongfang Shuo's storytelling.

For the 'Battle of Hulugou' more than ten days ago, Yang Chuan chose to remain silent.

He strictly ordered everyone to keep silent about the matter of Hulugou, and deliberately concealed all the details of this great battle; Of course, it also includes the military merit that may be obtained.

The main reason for the reluctance to reveal one's hole cards is the main reason.

In addition, he didn't want to steal the limelight from Huo Quai.

Even, there was one sentence that he never said, that is, the more than 20,000 Xiongnu elites outside Shuofang City, and it was also a 'hard dish' that he specially reserved for Huo Quzhi, Cao Xiang, Li Dang and 1,700 Yulin orphans......

I wrote it down in one go, and when I looked back, there were more than 9,000 words, and there were more than 8,000 left...... I was going to split it into two chapters and send it out, and it looks like there are more (the chef is so clever), but the feeling of doing it in one go is gone, so I simply send it out at once.

(End of chapter)