Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

"I didn't expect to win so easily!"

Gan Ning fiddled with the golden eagle ornament in his hand, which represented the Xiongnu. They had found it in the Xiongnu royal court, and it was a very valuable item to them.

This is a symbol of military merit. Having one at home makes you look very prestigious when guests come over.

"The significance of the air force is far greater than you and I think!" Pang Tong thought of the Kushan Empire.

Although it was largely due to Arvind's cooking that killed Peshawar, the core event was that the Tianzhou directly captured Peshawar.

They had underestimated the significance of the air force; it was far greater than they had imagined, and it might replace the army as the most important type of military force.

"Many Hu people have fled. What do we do now?"

Upon hearing this, Gan Ning's smugness faded somewhat. The more important the Air Force was, the more Mu Yi valued him, the greater the expectations he bore, and the greater the pressure he faced.

"Don't worry about those mixed barbarian tribes, they've already been terrified. We can just offer them amnesty. The main targets are the Xiongnu!" Pang Tong's eyes flashed with a cold light.

No matter what, the Xiongnu will always be the greatest enemy of the Han people.

The concept of "either Han or Hu" is far too broad, which is why the Xiongnu always managed to rise from the ashes.

"I've found a map of the Xiongnu territory. No matter how much they try to escape, they'll still need water and pasture. All we need to do is intercept them here!"

Pang Tong took out a map and pointed to one corner of it.

Gan Ning understood immediately. One of the major advantages of the air force is its ability to rapidly transport troops regardless of terrain.

They could easily have intercepted the Xiongnu before they could.

"Send someone to inform Du Yu of Bingzhou to send troops so that we can jointly encircle and annihilate these Xiongnu. We absolutely cannot let them rise again."

Pang Tong's thinking was extremely thorough; he even sent Huang Zhong with the Dragon Cavalry to block the Xiongnu's westward escape route.

Du Yu clapped his hands in admiration the moment he received the news.

"Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! What a brilliant surprise attack from a thousand miles away!"

"Men, immediately muster the troops, equip them with provisions, and prepare to follow me out of the pass to defeat the enemy!"

The most troublesome thing about fighting the Hu people is that it's impossible to find all the Hu tribes, and another is the difficulty in logistical supply.

Now that the Xiongnu have suffered a major defeat, they can take advantage of this momentum to win over other Hu people and drive them to attack and kill the Xiongnu.

Taking advantage of the prevailing trend, those small and medium-sized tribes naturally became attached to it.

Du Yu was full of praise for Gan Ning's surprise attack. He sent someone to deliver the news to Sima Yi and also sent people to spread the news to the Hu tribes.

News of the Xiongnu's defeat quickly spread among the various tribes in the northern frontier.

Those familiar tribes immediately inquired about the details, and upon learning the truth, they were filled with fear and unease.

Gan Ning built a mound of skulls at the Xiongnu royal court, and every tribe with some skill went to see it. The chilling, bloody scene made them completely lose their color.

Sima Yi was overjoyed upon hearing the news: "The way of Heaven is cyclical."

"Either Han or Hu, but now the Hu people's destiny is declining, and it is time for the Han people to prosper!"

"Fate is not so easy to bear!"

"Pass on my order: instruct all officials in Bingzhou to assist Du Yu in his northward march; anyone who delays military operations will be executed without mercy."

"Troops will be dispatched simultaneously from Liangzhou, Youzhou, Liaodong and other places to conscript Hu people from various tribes to attack the Xiongnu. Anyone who does not comply will be slaughtered!"

Sima Yi immediately issued a series of orders. As a commander of a large army who was well-versed in military strategy, he naturally knew how to make this encirclement and annihilation more thorough, and also to facilitate his future governance.

The Hu people feared power but not virtue, so he took the opportunity to completely eradicate their roots.

The Northern Frontier was a planned large ranch. For Sima Yi, the existing ranch model of Xinghan Northern Frontier could be directly copied.

As for the internal rebellion, it's nothing more than a minor ailment. Once he has the time, he can wipe out the powerful families behind the rebellion in no time.

Gan Ning led the Four Seas Fleet in a frantic pursuit of the Xiongnu, while two Sky Ships became stuck at a key point in the Xiongnu's westward escape route.

The armies of Bingzhou, Liangzhou, and Youzhou all marched out, bringing with them a large number of Hu (non-Han) servant troops, and headed north, continuously shrinking the encirclement.

By the time the Xiongnu discovered this, it was too late to turn the tide.

"Damn it, how could this happen!"

Liu Yuan angrily smashed the wine cup in his hand. He couldn't understand why he, who was destined by heaven, had turned into such a wretched state.

He certainly didn't understand that under normal circumstances, once the War of the Eight Princes in the Central Plains began and the Mandate of Heaven for the Hu people truly unfolded, he would surely have succeeded in his southward journey.

The war between Sima Yi and Sima Yan even accelerated the rise of the Hu people's Tianming.

But Xinghan had long since passed the point where he could not defy fate, and could even begin to twist fate himself.

Gan Ning's air force was a complete game-changer for the Xiongnu.

Guerrilla warfare was originally a specialty of the Hu people, but now with the air transport ships, the Hu people could not escape the pursuit of the air force and could only be killed one by one in despair.

"Du Yu has arrived at the designated location. We can prepare for the final assault!" Pang Tong said with a smile as he looked at the newly transmitted intelligence.

"According to the information we received, this should be the entire Xiongnu territory!" Gan Ning nodded, feeling unusually calm despite it being a great victory.

However, for him, this was a war whose outcome had already been decided long ago, and what he was doing now was merely wrapping things up.

"Do you think there might be small groups of Xiongnu escaping?" Gan Ning suddenly asked.

"It's alright. We won on the battlefield, and we won off the battlefield as well. The Xiongnu are powerless to turn the tide!" Pang Tong waved his hand.

"Even if some Northern Xiongnu people remain, without their lineage, without their history, and even without their power, their extinction is only a matter of time!"

"Moreover, I have already issued an order to kill the Xiongnu. Those barbarians will hasten the demise of the Xiongnu!"

Pang Tong wore a smile, but gave off a distinctly cold feeling.

They completely wiped them out, leaving no hidden dangers behind.

"Let Sima Zhongda worry about what happens next. If he can't even handle this mess, he might as well commit suicide!"

Pang Tong casually remarked that if Sima Yi could really cause the Five Barbarian Invasions to occur again, then Pang Tong wouldn't mind spitting on Sima Yi's corpse.

Unfortunately, that's impossible. Sima Yi's talent might even surpass his, and the resources available to the two sides would be vastly different.

The Xiongnu are doomed.

At most one generation, and this name will completely disappear from history.

"Tomorrow morning, everyone put on armor, and the entire army will launch an attack!"

Pang Tong said to Gan Ning, who nodded, feeling nothing in his heart; it was just a war with a predetermined outcome.

"Oh, right, remember to arrange for patrols, in case we get ambushed!" Gan Ning waved his hand, as he was the master of surprise attacks, how could he possibly overlook such a thing?

That night, there were patrols everywhere outside the camp, making it impossible to bypass them and break into the camp from any direction.

Everyone was eager to fight this final battle.

Although the Xiongnu were on guard due to the change in the morale of the Han army and had made some estimations in their minds, and even considered launching a surprise attack that night, they immediately abandoned all such thoughts when they saw the densely patrolling army outside the camp.

The next day, after all the soldiers finished breakfast, they tied their prepared rations to their waists and then spontaneously began to gather around each of their commanders.

Then, one after another, regular troops began to leave the camp. During this time, apart from the sound of footsteps and the clash of armor and weapons, there were very few whispers among the troops.

Standing on the command platform, Gan Ning understood that large-scale army operations were not like surprise attacks where one had to lead from the front; he needed to focus more on command and coordination.

As Pang Tong unleashed his spiritual power, the morale of the entire army rose steadily, and the clouds in the sky churned and trembled along with the soldiers' rising spirits.

The Xinghan army advanced slowly, with well-organized elite cavalry on the flanks, infantry advancing slowly in the front, and the commander and his banner almost at the front of the army, displaying their arrogance to the fullest.

Their synchronized steps pounded the earth, throwing the various nomadic tribes that the Xiongnu had enslaved into chaos.

On the contrary, the morale of the Xinghan's vassal army was high, and they were excited to give their lives for Xinghan.

"Hmph, beat the drums! Let those barbarians attack first. If they want to win a battle with an easy victory and show their loyalty, they'll have to bleed a little first!"

Gan Ning issued the military order, and soon the dull drumbeats of the central army resounded for miles, and the Hu cavalry on both sides began to attack.

Pang Tong did indeed bless these people with cloud energy, not because Pang Tong was kind-hearted, but mainly because the auxiliary army's crushing defeat was not a good thing for them.

The Hu people can die, but they cannot all die out.

Northern Xinjiang still needs these people to herd livestock. These are all top-notch herders who can start working immediately without any training.

The ultimate goal is to tame these barbarians by giving them a slap followed by a sweet treat.

The Hu people on both flanks knew they were cannon fodder, but at this point they had no choice but to express their loyalty with blood.

All the Hu cavalry chose to accelerate, gradually increasing their speed to the maximum possible while sacrificing horsepower.

After reaching its maximum speed, it stabbed fiercely towards the Xiongnu army like a sharp knife.

Under the leadership of the Xiongnu, the mixed Hu people reacted quickly, unleashing a rain of arrows that felled countless Hu people.

The remaining Hu people, like moths to a flame, charged madly in the predetermined direction.

They all knew very well that if they rushed over, they might survive, but if they ran away, they would surely die.

Liu Yuan stared resentfully at the mixed Hu people and Hu people fighting. The mixed Hu people, led by Xiongnu warriors, should have easily crushed the Hu people.

But now the situation is reversed, with the Hu people frantically suppressing the mixed Hu people.

Even if a large number of Xiongnu warriors served as the backbone among the mixed Hu people, it would still be the same.

Liu Yuan's heart nearly sank into an abyss.

Not only is Xinghan now stronger than the Xiongnu, but even the dogs that Xinghan has subdued are more powerful than the Xiongnu's servants.

The two sides are no longer opponents on the same level.

Liu Yuan felt bitter, stroking the golden eagle that symbolized the Chanyu in his hand. Without the will of the empire, he could no longer turn the tide even if he wanted to.

"Since there is no way to retreat, let's fight to the death and take a piece of the Han people's flesh!"

Liu Yuan's gaze gradually turned ruthless; even if he died, he would drag some of his people down with him.

"Army attack!"

The Xiongnu's main force began to crumble first, splitting into three tridents to launch a charge towards the Hu army.

The Hu people were only so-so when fighting against other Hu people, but when they faced the elite Xiongnu forces, their defeat was much faster than Gan Ning had predicted.

"Hmph, what a piece of trash! It's a waste to have any hope for them!"

A hint of disdain flashed across Gan Ning's face. Just now, the Hu servants were so fierce that he thought these Hu people would awaken into a powerful army under the command of Xing Han, like the Qiang people led by Ma Chao.

It looked promising, but when the Xiongnu's elite troops were deployed, they were immediately routed.

"boom!"

A signal rang out from the sky, and Gan Ning immediately issued an order.

"Reinforcements have arrived! All troops, launch an attack!"

As always, chariots led the way, with cavalry and infantry charging in coordination.

Just as the Xiongnu were about to use their legion to attack and destroy the chariots, tens of thousands of illusionary warriors fell from the sky, and Huang Zhong also led the Dragon Knights to swoop down.

Thousands of arrows shot out from the hands of the dragon knights and soldiers, their powerful kinetic energy, aided by the dragon's power, even capable of piercing through shields.

At the same time, a large number of arrows shot out from the direction of the Tianzhou, and the arrows of Houyi's army fell like raindrops.

The entire Xiongnu formation was decimated by this combination of skills and then overwhelmed by the illusionary warriors.

"kill!"

Du Yu led 6,000 cavalrymen from the south. The already nearly invincible cavalrymen became even more ferocious at this moment. In just a few breaths, they tore open a huge gap and began to disrupt the Xiongnu's formation.

On the other side, Le Jin led the garrison of Tianzhou in a charge, and with the same unparalleled momentum, tore a huge gap in the Xiongnu formation.

Liu Yuan looked on incredulously. The Xiongnu warriors, whom he considered capable of challenging the Han people, were being beaten senseless by a series of combined punches.

His original determination to take a big bite out of the Han people became a complete joke at this moment.

It was only at this moment that Liu Yuan realized that in Xinghan's eyes, they seemed to be no different from other miscellaneous barbarians, only differing in size.

With a dull drumbeat, the archers in the Xinghan Army reflexively drew back their bowstrings.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Three thunderous sounds rang out from the bowstrings, and a well-organized group of archers, wielding steel-armed bows, fired their arrows in near unison, guided by the drumbeats.

A series of shrill screams echoed from the Xiongnu lines. At this moment, these archers displayed almost their peak combat power. Their specially made triangular arrowheads, under the skill of these soldiers, even pierced through wooden shields.

The last remaining elite Xiongnu force that resisted was also annihilated under this rain of arrows, and the Xiongnu army was completely cut off.

"It's over!" Liu Yuan closed his eyes.

Anyone with a command skill understands what it means when an army is divided up: it means there is absolutely no way to turn the tide.

Even if Han Bai were to arrive in person, he would be helpless and could only watch as his army crumbled. However, the Hu cavalry roaming the outskirts had regained their ferocity and were now fearlessly patrolling the perimeter, not letting a single fleeing enemy escape. (End of Chapter)