Eight Magical Techniques of Yin and Yang of the Bright Moon in Qin Dynasty

Chapter 43 Killing the Xiongnu Ye Shang to join the battle!

With the sound of trampling iron hooves, more than a dozen fierce men with strange hairstyles charged forward on their horses.

The blood-stained scimitar in his hand shone coldly under the sunlight. Looking at the people fleeing in a hurry, the Xiongnu soldiers screamed ghostly, with ferocious and excited expressions on their faces.

A Hun raised the scimitar in his hand, and mercilessly slashed at the woman who was running away.

But at this moment, a sharp and fast energy burst out, piercing the man's chest like a sharp arrow.Accompanied by bright red blood splashing, the ugly and ferocious man screamed, fell off the horse, and immediately lost his breath.

Ye Yuan snorted coldly, and the murderous intent was undisguised in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the Xiongnu who were enjoying the fun of chasing their prey couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then became fierce, kicking their legs on the horse's belly, and the war horse under its crotch neighed, and rushed towards the former.

Ye Yan raised his sword finger and slashed across the void, and several talisman seals were condensed in the blink of an eye.

"Five Thunder Talismans!"

In an instant, one after another fireballs fell with the scorching heat, and mercilessly bombarded the cavalry of the Huns.

"Ahhh!"

With the miserable cry, many Hun soldiers died under the flames.

"Demon, demon method!"

Seeing this situation, the rest of the Xiongnu couldn't help but turn pale with fright. They couldn't understand the existence of this kind of magic. They only had panic in their hearts, and they didn't dare to take a half step forward.

At this moment, thunderbolts exploded, and silver lightning fell suddenly in an instant.

There was a flash of thunder, and it hit the heads of several people without any fanfare. Before they could even scream, charred bodies fell from the horses one by one, and the dead could not die again.

For these Xiongnu who burned, killed and looted, he didn't have the slightest compassion. If he saw one and killed one, if they let them go, more innocent people would suffer.

Seeing this scene, the fleeing civilians were also stunned. They did not expect that the devil-like Huns were killed so easily.

They were also shocked by the fierce means just now. Manipulating flames and lightning with a wave of hands is probably the means possessed by the legendary immortals.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately knelt down towards the former and shouted: "Thank you, the immortal!"

Ye Chan said: "Get up, everyone, now that the Huns have been killed, you don't have to run away."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, stood up cautiously, not daring to show any disrespect.

"Have the Xiongnu invaded already? Where is Zhao's army?"

Ye Yan asked a question.

Hearing the question, a commoner replied with a full face of awe: "General Li Mu is leading soldiers to fight the Huns army. It should be that there are not enough manpower, so those guys slipped in."

Ye Yan nodded when he heard the words. The northern border of Zhao State is very long, and it is really difficult to take care of all of them under the circumstance of lack of military power.Then he asked, "Where is the battlefield?"

"It should be in that direction, that's where the Huns came from."

An old man raised his finger and returned to the northwest.

Ye Yan thanked him, raised his eyes and looked away, and vaguely saw a fortress-like city appearing in his field of vision.

He patted the horse's back lightly, and after neighing, the steed under his crotch stepped forward and ran towards wherever he could see...

At the same time, at the border not far from here, a fierce battle is going on.

On the tall city wall, many Zhao soldiers held bows and arrows and rolling stones, and kept throwing them down.And below are densely packed Huns, wearing leather armor, with hideous faces, and holding sharp machetes in their hands.

With the sound of the horn, tens of thousands of horses rushed up roaring, and quickly climbed up the ladder towards the top of the city like a wave.

Facing such a ferocious attack from the enemy, a middle-aged man standing on the top of the wall was extremely calm.

He was dressed in a majestic armor, with a resolute expression, and a long sword at his waist in his left hand, and an extremely oppressive aura spread invisible.It seems to be ready to go.

This person is Li Mu, the general of the famous town of Beijiang.Besides Lian Po, he is also the most prestigious general in Zhao Guozhong.

Over the years, it has guarded the border, and has never allowed a foreign race to cross a city, just like an unshakable mountain.

Watching the enemy's attack below, Li Mu calmly gave orders one after another.

As the arrows and wood and stones fell, screams sounded one after another, and then the bodies of many Huns fell from the heights and fell to the ground fiercely.

Even if a few people climbed the city wall, they were quickly killed by Zhao soldiers holding spears, and it was difficult to obtain results.

Half an hour later, the Xiongnu had already lost thousands, but still failed to break through Zhao's defense line.

Below the city wall, hundreds of feet away, a general of the Xiongnu looked at the situation in front of him, and his face became gloomy.

He had heard of Li Mu's reputation a long time ago, but he didn't take it seriously. This time, as a vanguard officer, he was ordered to lead his troops to attack. He originally wanted to capture a few cities so that King Zuo Xian could see his ability.

But I never thought that the first battle would encounter setbacks.

Zhao Jun's defense can be described as watertight. He has tried a variety of attack methods, but none of them have worked.After all, the grassland soldiers under his command are better at frontal combat and raids than attacking strongholds.

However, Li Mu adopted the strategy of strengthening the walls and clearing the wilderness in advance, and built the surrounding cities into strong fortresses. No matter what direction he attacked from, it was as if he had hit a copper wall and an iron wall.

Not only failed to chew this bone, but also knocked out a few teeth, really aggrieved.

The most important thing is that people on horseback have never been good at protracted warfare. They used to rely on burning, killing and plundering to maintain resource supplies, but now they can no longer obtain the necessary food and grass in this way.

If it is too late to break through the barrier, I am afraid it will not last for too long.

Thinking of this, killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he fell into deep thought. He must find a way to take down this important city as soon as possible.

But just when he was thinking about how to make a quick decision, his expression suddenly moved, and there was a faint cracking sound in his ears, and the rear army seemed to be in a sudden commotion.

Then he shouted loudly, "What's going on?"

At this time, a messenger came in a hurry and knelt on the ground to report: "To the captain, our army's rear has been attacked!"

Hearing this, the former was startled, and quickly asked: "Cavalry or infantry? How many are there!"

Hearing this, the messenger paused for a moment, and then replied in a slightly complicated way: "It seems that there is only one..."

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