I am the Empress Dowager!

Chapter 203: Deadly Battle in Northern Xinjiang ([-])

"Hun thief, do you recognize your grandfather Ren Yang!"

A member of a small family from Zhongmu County, Henan County, rushed directly into the Huns' battle formation.

Behind him were hundreds of tribesmen and heroes brought from Zhongmu County, Henan County, as well as his followers.

But that was all in the past. Now, behind him, around him, and even in front of him, there were only those Huns with ferocious expressions on their faces.

Along the way, he rushed to the battlefield with his clansmen, servants, private soldiers, and local heroes who thought they could defeat the Xiongnu and made immortal contributions.

They have all become dead souls on this battlefield, and there is no movement at all.
"The Huns are bandits, Ren Yang is here!"

Another roar erupted from his mouth, and then he was chopped into a pulp by countless Hun cavalry.

And this Ren Yang, who had been dreaming of becoming a general since the moment he left his hometown, didn't even leave his own name in the end.

If the only trace of his existence is his old mother who stayed in his hometown and his wife who just gave birth.

Apart from this, no one will remember Ren Yang’s existence.
"We are born in such a great world, so we should rush forward to fight, and we will have no regrets even if we die!"

On the other side of the battlefield, Deng Zun, a young general from the Deng family in Nanyang, now the largest wealthy family in the Han Dynasty, has also rushed into the enemy formation.

Like Ren Yang, Deng Zun was also scarred at this time, and the private soldiers and heroes of the Deng family who followed him were also badly damaged.

It can be said that very few survived.

But unlike Ren Yang, Deng Zun, the son of the Deng family, has no intention of stopping his life.

Looking at the Huns who had surrounded him heavily, he looked at himself who had obviously lost contact with the rear.

He did not choose to rush towards the path he came from.

Instead, he shouted loudly again, boosting everyone's morale, and then continued to charge towards the Huns army in front.

Under his charge, he once again made a gap in the already not very rigorous Hun army formation.

Deng Zun also had several wounds on his body.

Even the sophisticated armor made by famous craftsmen cannot change his current situation.

The scarred body kept waving the weapon in his hand, and the fine Huanshou knife was already full of gaps.

And taking it with him, Ma Shan, who was responsible for charging into the battle, had already inserted himself into the body of a Huns captain.

At this time, in his hand was a spear that he grabbed from somewhere.

The spear, which was not very sophisticated, had endless power in his hands. Every time he swung it, he could always take away the lives of several Huns.

Just when Deng Zun could no longer hold on, two Huns were about to pounce on him, pull him off his horse and kill him on the spot.

"Om~"

A vague buzz suddenly appeared on the battlefield, followed by two flying arrows that immediately stuck into the opponent's body.

puff~
puff~
With two muffled sounds, the Huns fell off their horses, and Deng Zun also had a rare breather.

In Deng Zun's shocked eyes, Duan Ji, who had also lost contact with the rear, had now arrived and killed two more people with a knife in his hand.

The next moment, the two boys, who had never met before, were standing together on horseback.

Then he looked at the enemy in front of him with the same fierce gaze.

"Take it!"

Following Duan Ji's voice, a rather sophisticated horse spear returned to Deng Zun's hands again. At the same time, Duan Ji also took away the arrow pot on Deng Zun's horse.

"You charge, I'll cover, get in!" Following Duan Ji's words, Deng Zun also used his legs hard, clamped his horse tightly and launched a charge.

The sword in his hand was extremely sharp, and his eyes were firm as if the god of death were coming.

At this time, Deng Zun was only protecting his head and vital points, while Ma Shan kept killing the enemies in front of him and throwing them off his horse.

The Huns on both sides wanted to rush over to stop the encirclement and killing, but they were all killed by Duan Ji who followed closely with arrows.

The two of them charged directly into the Huns' endless army, one charging and the other covering.

Their bravery cannot change this chaotic battlefield, but they are just the smallest microcosm on this battlefield.

The commander of the Han Dynasty, the chariot general He Xi, was also on the battlefield in person, waving the flag in his hand on the chariot.

Now he no longer needs any command, there is only one thing he does.

Rush over and kill all the enemies in front of you.

"Charge! Charge!"

"Commanders, I am with you, charge!"

"For killing the Huns bandits, I will take credit for you!"

He Xi's rough and powerful voice continued to resound on the battlefield, constantly inspiring the soldiers who were fighting.

Even though his voice was a little hoarse, even though the battlefield was so noisy.

His voice can still be heard
"Where are the daredevils? Follow me and charge!"

Like the commander-in-chief of the army, He Xi, in the most anxious place of the battlefield, the deputy general of the army, the great Han Zhonglang General Pang Xiong also proved to the world why he can serve as the deputy general of the army!
With no family background, no record of success, and no status as a disciple of the Deng family, he can achieve this position solely by his own ability!

This may be the answer that Liu Long has not thought of for a long time.

At Pang Xiong's shout, hundreds of elite Han troops wearing three layers of armor and holding spears and horses stood up.

Each of them looked silent, and no fluctuations could be seen in their cold eyes.

It's as if they have no emotions.

And they are the most elite among the tens of thousands of Han troops.

"Elite men, warriors who dare to die!"

"kill!"

Following Pang Xiong's roar, the elite of the Han Dynasty launched another charge, and the death warriors pierced the Huns' formation in front of them like a sharp blade.

Then he created the best charging posture for the following army.

Under the charge, the Huns finally began to be unable to hold on.

The leader of the Southern Huns in the rear, King Ao Zhan Ri Zhu, was completely frightened by the ferocious look of the big man.

"Evacuate!"

This fearful voice finally appeared among the Huns, and the voices of retreating came and went among the Huns.

retreat, retreat, defeat.
This seems to be an inevitable phenomenon.

The first battle between the Han and the Huns ended with the Han fighting to the death and defeating the Huns.

In this battle, the Han soldiers fought bravely to take the lead, killing thousands of enemies and capturing more than [-] horses.

Even the anonymous Emperor Liu Long of the Han Dynasty had suffered numerous injuries and had killed three thieves.
(End of this chapter)