Dahan first prince

Chapter 422

"One hundred and fifty steps away from the enemy!"

"attack!"

"A hundred steps away from the enemy!"

"Disperse!!"

The officer's roar came from next to his ear, which made He Weiyang feel relieved for a while, and the Mo knife in his hand was also held tighter by He Weiyang.

Looking at the Huns cavalry who quickly gathered in the distance and were about to charge in their direction, He Weiyang turned his head subconsciously;
"Concentrate your mind, concentrate your mind!"

Before his eyes could fall on the fellow robe beside him, the 'Observer' woke up in a low voice from behind!

Hurrying to turn around and turn her eyes to her eyes again, He Weiyang's throbbing heart also calmed down a little.

——In this three-person combat team, He Weiyang is the right swordsman;
And the left sword soldier beside He Weiyang, and the 'observer' behind him, that is, the middle sword soldier, are exactly two fellow villagers of He Weiyang.

Among them, the left sword soldier beside him is He Weiyang's playmate since he was a child, and the middle sword soldier behind him is the big brother who has a reputation in the village and once beheaded three rebel heads.

The familiar voice came to his ears, which naturally made He Weiyang feel at ease;
That is, in the blink of an eye, the front of the team has already handed over the Huns...
"Spread out, spread out!"

"Don't be afraid of the enemy's war horse, act decisively, cut off the horse's leg!!!"

"—Is the middle knife dumb?!"

"Open your mouth!"

"Shout out everything you see!!!"

After a brief collision, the officers' roars were heard one after another on the battlefield;

The already somewhat loose array of armor knives also fell into a brief period of chaos.

Fortunately, the commanding voice of the general quickly adjusted the noisy formation, and the orderly commanding voices of the middle swordsmen also sounded in this narrow battlefield.

"Don't look back!"

"Just kill and move forward!"

"If the enemy passes by himself, the comrades behind him will take care of him!"

Following the officer's order again, the array of armored knives, which was a little chaotic due to the collision, finally returned to 'calm'.

In front of the array, the combat team that had collided with the enemy cavalry had already recovered from their short-term loss;

After regaining consciousness, the three-member armored knife team followed the officer's instructions and the muscle memory developed during past training, and fell into the mechanical slash without looking back.

For a time, the center of the battlefield was completely overwhelmed.

The tiger soldiers wielding Mo Dao are like hard-working old farmers one after another, waving the 'scythe' in their hands, the ruthless harvesters of the Huns, and the lives of the Huns' war horses;

He Weiyang saw it more than once: Huns cavalry rushed forward screaming, just about to jump off their horses, they were cut down to the ground by both men and horses!
On the other hand, the tigers waiting in full force, except for the first row that was overturned by the galloping Huns at the very beginning, everyone else has returned to their previous state during training.

Even those knocked-over front armor knives have mostly stood up under the cover of the other two members of the same group and other combat teams around them, and restored the 'three-three system of two in front and one in the back' 'Advance formation.

"Prepare!"

While observing the battle situation, a low reminder from the knife came from his ear, which brought He Weiyang's mind back to his eyes again;
Raising their heads, there were several Hun cavalrymen who were clearly confused, with courage still on their faces, waving their weapons and rushing towards He Weiyang's direction.

"Sigh~~~~"

"Hu~~~~~~~~~"

Taking a deep breath and exhaling it slowly, He Weiyang finally entered the fighting state.

Holding the Mo Dao with both hands, the three-foot-long sword soldier, through the gap in the helmet, stared straight at the oncoming Xiongnu cavalry;
getting closer, getting closer...

suddenly!

The moment the Xiongnu cavalry who rode their horses were about to bump into He Weiyang, He Weiyang suddenly stepped forward with his left leg and slid a step to the left very quickly!
Seeing that he was about to pass by He Weiyang, the Hun cavalry was obviously not reconciled;
Just as he bent down, before he could swing out the stone hammer in his hand, a sudden force caused the Hun cavalryman to fall to the ground immediately.

With the last instinct, to avoid the tragic fate of being crushed by the horse, the Hun cavalry was about to get up, but found a very violent dull pain in his right calf!

Lowering his head, Ge Lan Tuli finally understood: for what reason did he fall off the horse.

——Not far from Ge Lantuli's side, those maroon horses had been split horizontally from the chest position, and their two front legs had already flown to nowhere!

When Ge Lan Tuli galloped his horse, his right leg, which was tightly gripping the horse's belly, was cut off from the upper edge of the lower leg along with the dying horse.

Realizing his situation, Ge Lan Tuli's first reaction was not to look for his lost right calf at all;

Instead, he hurriedly raised his head, looking for the figure of the 'culprit'.

But under Ge Lan Tuli's gaze, He Weiyang, who cut off the three legs of this man, only left Ge Lan Tuli with a cold and heartless back who continued to slash and kill.

For a moment, Ge Lan's bald eyes were fixed on He Weiyang.

Ge Lantuli wanted to see what kind of weapon could knock down a high-speed war horse, including its man and horse;
But it was the cold voice at this moment that made Ge Lan Tuli forget: He Weiyang was not the last soldier in the Han army formation.

Behind He Weiyang, there are countless armored soldiers of the Han army, advancing step by step with dull and frightening steps.

Not surprisingly: before Ge Lan Tuli realized what had happened, a good head flew out of the body that was missing a calf.

After a sudden whirlwind, Ge Lantuli finally recognized the situation with his last sliver of rationality.

"That······"

"Is it my body?"

"It is indeed my body..."

"I'm dying?"

"Would you take me in if you support the sky..."

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Borrowing a sentence that storytellers often say in later generations, that is: it is late when it is said, and it is fast then.

From Ge Lan Tuli's gathering of more than 2000 cavalry stationed in Wuzhou Fortress to charge the Han army formation on the south side of the Guanqiang, until the battlefield returned to calm, the entire battle lasted less than a moment, that is, four minutes. one hour.

After the beginning of the battle, the Xiongnu cavalry rushed towards the tiger and cardinal formation, and then gradually some people reacted and began to avoid the tiger and cardinal formation;

Finally, the completely collapsed Huns cavalry began to flee in this small battlefield.

But if you escape, where can you escape?

To the south, it was the Tiger Benjia Sword that just cut down thousands of Xiongnu cavalry, including men and horses, just a moment ago!

On the north side, there is the Wuzhou Saiguan Wall behind him, and on the north side of the Guanwall, bursts of fire have already lit up!
east?
——The mountains and forests in the east were also lit up with flames, and there was even a frightening battle cry!

only west side...
"Wait! Surrender or not!"

Leading his subordinate Tiger Benjia Saber, he approached step by step to the inside of Wuzhou Saiguan Wall, where hundreds of Hun cavalry were crowded together, Li Jizhi stepped forward indifferently, and let out a loud cry!
But at the foot of the closed wall, in the narrow area crowded with people and horses, hundreds of remnants of the Huns were already on the verge of collapse.

Behind, is the Wuzhou Saiguan Wall, and the 'more' Han people outside the Guan Wall!
Beside him, there are thousands of killing gods who have just finished a massacre, and their whole bodies are stained red with blood!
The only direction of escape is the west side which the Han people specially did not surround;

There is a cliff with a height of tens of feet.

At the bottom of the cliff at this moment, dozens of corpses of people and horses were lying silently but emitting layers of heat.

——During the battle, someone has tried to escape from the battlefield in this direction!

But without exception, they all fell into the valley with their horses and men, and were smashed into meat...

At this moment, the Huns cavalry who were crowded inside the wall had also been pushed to the edge of the cliff;
It seems that only one more wail is needed to make these people collapse, and then rush to the cliff regardless...

"I! I am! Han Chinese!"

At this critical moment, a figure in armor and holding a Mo knife ran out of the distant mountains and forests, which shocked the Huns again!
But after hearing this extremely stumbling and almost incomprehensible 'Hun's words', a glimmer of hope finally emerged on the faces of the Hun cavalrymen.

Seeing the tiger trotting towards him, he greeted Li Ji out of breath, and after getting permission, he came to a position about thirty steps away from the remnants of the Huns;

Before that, the tiger ben soldier didn't even forget to carefully hand over the Mo Dao in his hand to Li Ji.

"I, I am, a Han Chinese, a soldier!"

"You guys, kneel down, don't die!"

"Kneel down, don't die!"

Exhausting all language talents, dancing and dancing towards the front, these hundreds of terrified Xiongnu remnants gestured, seeing that no one had dismounted, the tiger couldn't help but panic.

He bowed his head anxiously to recall, and a word suddenly flashed in his mind, which finally made the tiger benzu loosen his brows.

"forgive!"

"Those of the Han people, stand alone, forgive me, you guys!"

"You guys, kneel down, Han people, stand up for the plow, forgive me!"

"You guys, kneel down, don't die!"

Looking at the Han soldiers in front of them, a new word was added, and the remnants of the Huns finally reacted.

——This means that those who surrender will not be killed?

This can't be blamed for the slow reaction of these remnants of the Huns. It is really the level of the "foreign language" of the Han soldiers, which can be said to be completely lacking!

Furthermore, in the past few years, during the wars between the Han and the Huns, let alone the soldiers of the Huns who surrendered to the Han army, even the corpses of the enemy soldiers killed by the soldiers of the Han army were rarely not taken back by the surviving Huns. .

In other words: the Huns surrendered to the Han, which was the first time in the past few decades.

At the same time, for the Huns who grew up on the grassland for generations, the outcome of the war is only victory or failure, and there has never been a third possibility.

Because according to the customs of the prairie, the final winner of the war has the right to 'take all'.

To be more specific, the victor can unconditionally control everything of the defeated party, including the living people.

Most of the time, after the war, the prairie people dealt with the defeated side by leaving only women, slaves, and children who were not as tall as a wheel;

As for the other people, that is, the men of the defeated side, as long as they are taller than the wheels, they must be killed!
This also makes it difficult for these hundreds of Huns cavalry to fall into the siege of the Han army at this moment, and it is difficult for these people to have the cognition of 'surrender and lose half' in their minds.

After realizing the intentions of the Han army, the hundreds of remnants of the Huns did not act rashly;

He raised his head full of vigilance, looked around, and confirmed that the Han people did not intend to kill them all, and after confirming that there was no other way to survive, he saw a little nobleman in the crowd and said something to the soldiers beside him. what.

Afterwards, the soldier, full of vigilance, rode out from the group of remnants, came to the position ten steps in front of the Han 'translator', and dismounted very slowly;

Seeing this, the tiger's "translator" pawn also realized the Hun's intentions, so he quickly straightened up, tried his best to squeeze out a relatively kind smile, and nodded slightly to the dismounted Hun.

After confirming that there was no further hostility from the Han people, the dismounted Hun slowly opened his hands.

At this time, the Huben 'translator' couldn't help but also took a deep breath, and also raised his hands, showing that he was not hostile, while approaching the dismounted Huns.

When he came to the Huns, he did not forget to show a friendly smile, and Huben's "translator" slowly stretched out his hand, groping around the Huns perfunctorily;
After confirming that there were no weapons on the Huns, Huben's "translator" took a step back and took out two pieces of hemp rope from the back waist.

He first threw one of the sections to the Huns in front of him, and then pointed to the horse beside the Huns;
After the Huns wrapped the horse's neck with a hemp rope and handed the rein in front of him, Huben's "translator" took the rein with one hand, led the horse back to its previous position, and handed the horse to Li Ji.

Afterwards, Huben's "translator" went back and forth, picked up the other end of the hemp rope, and made a gesture of "clenching fists with both hands and standing in front of the body" towards the Huns.

When the Hun did as he did, Huben's "interpreter" trapped the Hun's hands, held the Hun's arm with one hand, and retreated into the formation.

Handing the Huns to the side, the comrades who had already removed their armor, and watched the Huns being brought to the foot of the wall, with their hands tied in front of them, and sat down against the wall. Before that, the hundreds of remnants of the Huns who still had some concerns.

"You guys, don't die!"

Huben's "translation" finally uttered a broken Hun language, and the remnants of the Huns finally realized: defeat does not mean death.

Following the crowd, the remnants of the Huns walked out one by one, and the Huben soldiers followed the appearance of the "translator" before, first leading away the horses of the Huns, then trapping the hands of the Huns, and driving them to the wall By sitting down.

When the last five Hun soldiers were left, Li Ji shook his head heavily.

"These few, let them go from the south!"

"—so that King Zuo Xian knows: Wuzhou Fortress has been restored to our Han family!"

(End of this chapter)