Chapter 138: Dividing the Battlefield
"Xuanjia Army, thunder in the palm of your hand!"
With a drink, the roaring command quickly reached the ears of every Xuanjia soldier.
The Xuanjia military order is forbidden, well-trained, and hears the order! Five thousand Xuanjia troops quickly turned the horse's head around.
Around their waists, hanging are two iron pumpkins.
Untie the waist, pull the ring, and see that the Hun cavalry is close at hand.
"Throw!"
Immediately! 5,000 palms of thunder were thrown towards the Hun army.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
In vain! With a crisp roar, five thousand thunders in the palm of the hand exploded in an instant in the Hun cavalry.
"Throw it again!"
Another 5,000 palm-loaded thunders fell into the Hun army, and under the splash of sand, there were huge craters.
Tear!
Yes!
The horses scream and the soldiers wail! I didn't expect that this little sweet potato-like thing could release such a huge power.
At this time! Countless war horses broke their legs on their backs, blood mist splattered, and they were directly blown out. The Hun soldiers, also under the great power, flew upside down to the side and died instantly.
"Thunder in the palm" is the grenade that Dongfang Yu deployed according to his memory, and the power of the grenade is naturally needless to say.
These 10,000 grenades are enough to turn tens of thousands of Hun cavalry on their backs. This is not! The 60,000 vanguard cavalry, directly under the defenselessness and close onslaught, suffered heavy losses.
And Huerkang, who was also frightened by the sudden situation, turned pale, and hurriedly pulled the reins of the rope and paused his horse to avoid harming the fish in the pond. I couldn't help but swallow my saliva, and secretly exclaimed, "What is this?" A small palm-sized thing can have such great power. ”
"Look at it! I guess it's a cannonball inside a cannon! ”
Seeing that Huerkang stopped, Huerchun had a chance, followed up, and said anxiously: "Big brother! The left and right sides of this place are sloping, the terrain is not conducive to our army, the situation is extremely bad, please retreat quickly to avoid falling into the trap of the Qin army. ”
Huerkang was also afraid, and really wanted to digest the explosion just now, so he hurriedly waved his hand back, preparing to give the order to retreat.
But! After everything entered the trap under the Oriental Feather Cloth, it was already too late.
Now if you want to withdraw, it's too late.
Halfway up the slope, Dongfang Yu squinted his eyes deeply, narrowed into a thin slit, and looked around the entire battlefield with a deep and faint afterglow.
Alas!
Sighing lightly, "That's it! Today! Destroy your former army first! ”
He also issued an order: "Order Luo Zong, after the artillery bombardment, command 10,000 cavalry, from the half-slope, lead the army out with all their might, and cut off the Xiongnu army at a position of three miles, and divide it into two parts. ”
"Order Ma Dai and Lantian to lead 20,000 foot soldiers when the Huns are defeated, blocking the back road."
"Liu Wenqin!" Dongfang Yu then said to Liu Wenqin, who was calm behind him.
Liu Wenqin reacted quickly, clenched his fists and responded: "The end will be." ”
"When the Hun army is defeated, you and I will fight from the front, directly attack the Hun frontal army, and take Huerkang's head! How dare you? Dongfang Yu looked at Liu Wenqin with deep eyes.
Since the news of Liu Wenlong's death in battle came out, Liu Wenqin naturally knew about it. For this! Dongfang Yu also asked Shang Haibo and Yang Xiu to do ideological work for the latter.
That thought! Liu Wenqin resolutely said: "My father is the god of war of Dawu, the pillar of the country, how can he die in battle easily." Just because of the Huns, they are worthy of my father's life? ”
But everyone can see that this stubborn young man once precipitated his resentment and grief in his heart. turned into an uninhibited driving force, and it was bound to defeat the Hun army.
Liu Wenqin resolutely said: "The king commanded, why don't you dare?" Wait! The Liu family gun in the hands of the last general is bound to kill the Huns on their backs! ”
Liu Wenqin, who has long been holding back a wave of anger, once he vents, what kind of courage should he be?
"Good! It's your words that I want alone. Dongfang Yu exclaimed.
The tiger's head Zhan golden gun is also pinched to death. The purple electric phoenix also felt the aura on Dongfang Yu's body, and the blood in his body was also boiling.
"Shell filling, a salvo."
At this time! Frankie cannon from three sides, aimed at the target below.
At this time, the Huns, after eating 10,000 palm thunders of the Xuanjia Army, were already frightened into frightened birds.
The reason why I am surprised is because! In the hands of the Qin army, there are always some strange and powerful things. Just like today! At the belt of the Qin army, a small sweet potato can burst out with such terrifying power by untying it at will.
The Hun army was also the first time to see this kind of thing, and it belonged to being kept in the dark. I thought it was going to be! Qin Jun is throwing some hidden weapon, therefore! It's just a symbolic avoidance.
"There are enough shells, give me a dead bombardment of the Hun dogs!" The artillery general, with anger, vented this anger from his mouth.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The cannonball barrel emitted brilliant sparks, as well as the smoke filled with gunpowder, and the sound of the continuous cannonballs, like a hungry tiger out of the cage, saw the food all over the ground, and flew out with extraordinary ferocity.
The Hun soldiers were the food that fed Frankie's cannons.
Woohoo!
The cannonballs tore through the air and emitted an extremely piercing sound of strong wind.
Huerkang, who was preparing to retreat, heard this voice, and his face turned green with fright.
The familiarity of this voice had already left an incomparably heavy shadow in his heart.
This is the cannon of the Qin army!
"Quick! Enemy artillery, retreat! Huerkang was hoarse.
But most of the Hun soldiers who had not seen the Qin army's artillery knew the seriousness of the situation.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
The shells exploded like bullets. A violent explosion sounded in the ears of the Hun soldiers.
The already very dense Xiongnu army was in a more tragic situation than imagined at this time. Almost a single shell can blow up more than a dozen Huns. The better ones just blew up, and the worse ones even separated their limbs from their bodies.
Even! What's even more terrifying is that the whole person's head has become a piece of charred coal.
The blood mist is splashing, and the Hun army, which should be advancing violently, is at this moment! The retreat could not be made, the offensive was delayed, and it became a live target for artillery shelling.
"Damn! Damn it! ”
"So people, retreat! Fall back! ”
Huerkang was still shouting, and the elite army of Tiefutu, with its own steel body, blocked Huerkang and Huerchun's side, and slowly retreated backwards.
This is known as the undefeated five thousand myths of the steppe, this time! In the face of Dongfang Yu's artillery, the shortcomings that were finally revealed were due to slow action and poor mobility. It became Dongfang Yu's preferred target for bombing.
It's been less than ten minutes! The army of Tiefutu buried under the shells was nearly six or seven hundred.
And Luo Zong, who was at the mouth of the Sanli slope, saw that the Xiongnu front army was about to retreat.
"Up!"
Seizing this opportunity, Luo Zong shouted, and even the people and horses stood up neatly.