My father is Emperor Wu of Han, how can I be different from him?

Chapter 122 Wherever the sun and moon shine, wherever the rivers flow

"put!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Arrows were flying in the air like a flood, including crossbow arrows shot by the Han army and bows and arrows thrown by the Huns.

Just before the close combat, both sides launched long-range attacks at the same time.

It is not known whether it was because the Xiongnu had two commanders or one of their forces was afraid to confront the Han army head-on, but before the battle, the Xiongnu army split into two directions to attack.

All the way, they continued to charge straight at the Han army.

The other route detoured to the left wing, with the intention of encircling the enemy.

"Xing Shan, you lead 6,000 cavalry to resist the enemy in front and hold them back!" On the roaring battlefield, Huo Qubing shouted the order backwards.

"Here!"

The Northern Commander Xing Shan loudly took orders and galloped forward without slowing down or changing direction.

The big flag with the word "Huo" on it and the tens of thousands of cavalrymen behind him slowly turned and charged towards the left wing.

Let’s talk.

At this time, the Xiongnu troops that were confronting the Han army head-on were the 20,000-strong Royal Court Army led by King Youguli, while the troops that were flanking the flank were the 30,000-strong Left Army led by King Zuoxian.

Pick the persimmons that are soft!
That’s right. In Huo Qubing’s eyes, the 30,000-man left wing army was a soft persimmon. Although they had a large number of people, they had just been defeated once before, and the morale of the left wing was definitely not as strong as that of his other troops.

The way is:
War is all about courage. At the beginning, the troops are full of energy. At the second, they become weaker and at the third, they are exhausted. In the era of cold weapons, it is one-sided to judge the superiority or inferiority simply by the number of people.

Morale must also be considered...

If you are unlucky and exhausted, I will beat you up.

Huo Qubing was riding a high-speed warhorse with a fierce look on his face, holding his spear tightly. "Pass the order, charge straight at the enemy's wolf flag!"

He wanted to end the battle as quickly as possible.

The fastest way to attack a city is to take the enemy general's head in the midst of thousands of troops.

After the military order was issued, the flags were waved and the cavalry followed closely, especially the personal soldiers of the General of Cavalry, who followed quickly at all costs and protected the commander.

Although the powerful kings of various Xiongnu tribes all used the wolf flag, their status was different and the styles of the wolf flags were also different.

Just like the dragon flag of the Han Dynasty, the status of princes, royal families, and emperors would be distinguished by the number of tassels on the dragon flag.

now.

The wolf flag used by Zuoxian King was different from that used by Youguli King. The top of the flagpole was inlaid with a silver ring and an ox's tail was hung below it. The pole was several feet high.

It stands out particularly on the chaotic battlefield!

"Damn it, they are coming for me?" Under the Wolf Banner, Zuo Xian Wang saw that the Han army was targeting him, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Can return to emptiness.

He knew that he must not show weakness at this moment. As long as he held on and waited for the King of Youguli to escape, he could still outflank the Han army.

"Send a message to Qiulinhe, don't ask for any merit, just hold off the Han army!" Zuo Xian Wang ordered in a cold voice.

The commander of the left army was the Left Grand Commandant Qiu Linhe.

It's not that Zuo Xian Wang is afraid of death and dare not go into battle to kill the enemy, but that he was injured before and now can only stay in the rear.

But even if you are behind the army, what is coming will still come...

"puff!"

Huo Qubing pierced a man with the spear in his hand. He used the momentum of his horse to lift him up and threw him to the side, knocking down another man.

When the middle door was wide open, a scimitar came from the side with a clang, but the guards behind him rushed forward, blocked the attack, and quickly filled the gap.

"Whoosh!"

The enemy troops in front were lined up in a row and advanced in unison. Without even a second thought, Huo Qubing threw out the spear in his hand and hit one of them in the chest.

A gap had appeared, and the cavalrymen stabbed into it fiercely like a sharp spike.

From point to surface, looking at the entire battlefield, the Han army's offensive was consistent with the local trend here, and they quickly broke through the Xiongnu army formation with the momentum of a sharp arrow.

Push, push, push all the way!
The horse's speed did not slow down at all!
Any enemy standing in front of you is not a reason to slow down. Once you get into a fight, not being able to achieve your goal is secondary, and danger will follow.

In fact.

The Han army was now fighting a desperate battle, and Yizhixie's strategy of "luring the enemy to the north and waiting for them to tire themselves out" was fully demonstrated at this moment.

Huo Qubing's troops had no logistical supplies. They fought a fierce battle with Zuo Xian Wang on the banks of the Gonglu River, and then pursued him non-stop to the Chanyu's court, where they were already exhausted.

On the other hand, the Huns.

Except for the left army that fled north in panic, the royal court army under the command of King Youguli had been waiting for the opportunity to attack!
It was not impossible for the Han army to stop and rest along the way.

But once they stopped, most of the Han army's spirit, courage, murderousness and morale would disappear. Coupled with the shortage of food and grass, the more they rested, the lower their morale would become.

Huo Qubing simply didn't stop.

Fighting all the way to the Chanyu's court, he personally led the troops to break through the formation and fight a quick victory!

The commander was fighting for his life, and the soldiers were also fighting for their lives. Every time a hole was torn in the front, the Han army in the rear would rush forward and tear it open completely.

Li Gan once again tied his hands to the hilt of the sword with a cloth strip. Not only him, but most of the Han soldiers did the same.

Their bodies were heavy, their arms were stiff, their wrists were becoming shaky from the long-term, high-intensity bursts, their sword-swinging movements were becoming erratic, and their breathing was as rapid as a bellows!

call!
call!call!
From everyone's perspective, everything seemed to enter slow motion, and the pupils were contracted to the extreme like those of cats.

Without the need for brain command, the ring-handled sword in his hand relies on muscle memory and the intuition developed from fighting day after day to slash upwards, chop downwards, block horizontally, and stab forward.

this moment.

Killing has not only become an art, but also an instinct.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the slow motion in front of Li Gan accelerated again, because a strong Hun man jumped up from the side and pounced on him.

He pulled down with one hand and stabbed Li Gan's mount with the knife with the other!

The battle was pushed to the royal court. Now not only the Han army was fighting desperately, but the Huns were also fighting desperately. The man who pounced on Li Gan was fighting to the death.

Regardless of being dragged off the horse or the mount falling, the two of them would inevitably fall to the ground at the same time. Landing in a place where tens of thousands of cavalrymen were galloping, there was only one consequence -

There is no whole body left to die...

"Die, die, die!"

Li Gan couldn't understand what the Xiongnu man was roaring, but he could see his violent and ferocious face, and he could also see the action of swinging his knife and stabbing his mount.

Emergency moment.

He subconsciously pulled his feet out of the stirrups and stabbed the Xiongnu man's eyes with a knife, but at this moment, "Yu Yu——!"

The warhorse's front leg was injured. After a neigh, its four hooves bent, and it was about to roll into a ball with Li Gan. A big hand reached out from the side and grabbed his armor.

"Colonel Captain!"

The Longxi personal soldiers who followed closely behind him roared, and Li Gan pushed hard on his horse that was about to fall to the ground, and barely grabbed the opponent's saddle.

Climbing onto the horse's back, the two of them rode together. Li Gan turned sideways, stretched out his long knife, and shouted viciously: "Keep charging!"

"Here!"

The rear was surrounded by dangers, and the front was a life-threatening situation. The cavalrymen who served as the enemy's formation came in waves, and the personal guards around Huo Qubing had been replaced countless times.

The breathing he had tried so hard to control began to become disordered, blood gushed out from the place where his left arm was cut, and the warhorse under his crotch was also approaching its limit.

Everything is sliding towards a terrible abyss.

But Huo Qubing did not stop, his spirit remained indestructible, and his eyes were still fixed on the wolf flag right in front of him!

The Huns' resistance became more and more fearless. They slashed from the side, fast and fierce, as if they were using all their strength and leaving no room for retracting the knife.

Since this was the case, Huo Qubing helped him.

While bending down to avoid, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and pulled it hard.

"boom!"

The moment the opponent fell, he was trampled by the iron hooves that followed. He didn't even scream before he was drowned under the rolling hooves. Huo Qubing's injured left arm became more and more serious, but he didn't care. He was getting closer and closer. He could already see the terrified face of Zuo Xian Wang!

"Stab!"

After a collision with sparks flying everywhere, Huo Qubing took a deep breath, the veins in his neck tensed, and he swung his right hand vigorously, and his ring-handled sword with a curled blade spun.

Suddenly flew towards Zuo Xian Wang who had his eyes wide open!

It's too late, but it's soon.

King Zuo Xian had no time to think. The moment he saw the long sword flying towards him, he pulled the reins suddenly. The horse was frightened and raised its front hooves high.

"laugh!"

The spinning ring-handled knife did not pierce Zuo Xian Wang or the horse, but instead grazed the warhorse's hind hoof and pierced deeply into the mud.

Although it missed, the fright it brought to Zuo Xian Wang and the shock it brought to the Xiongnu soldiers were enough to make them shudder.

"Headman!?"

"Quick, stop that Han man!"

When the main general was attacked, the response measures were similar. The royal guards hurried forward, some of them protected Zuo Xian Wang, and some of them rushed directly towards Huo Qubing fiercely.

In an instant.

A distance of just a dozen feet became the Asura Hell.

The Han army, which had followed Huo Qubing all the way, was greatly encouraged by what they had seen. Even though they were physically exhausted, they still squeezed out their last bit of strength and charged forward madly.

Blood spurted out and broken limbs flew everywhere.

The sounds of collision, howling, breaking bones, roaring, all the scenes related to killing in the world were played out at this moment.

this moment.

Huo Qubing drew out the eight-sided sword. Although the sword was narrow and not convenient for wielding while mounted on horseback, as the commander, he no longer needed to fight in person.

Huo Qubing raised the sword high, and on this chaotic battlefield, he moved forward without hesitation, shouting out the declaration that belonged only to the Han Dynasty:

"Everywhere the sun and moon shine, wherever the rivers flow, all this is Han territory!"

"Han men, charge!"

These words from the prince really had the effect of making the final decision. After Huo Qubing finished speaking, the blood of the Han army soldiers boiled and they roared in anger.

"charge--!!"

The earth seemed to be shaking, and the air was filled with anger.

For a time, on this land where for thousands of years only foreign languages ​​had been spoken, only the Han accent resounded, spreading across the grasslands and snow-capped mountains, and entering into people's hearts and livers.

"withdraw!"

Zuo Xian Wang looked ashen, looking at the crazy Han army so close, his voice couldn't stop shaking, "Retreat... Retreat quickly!"

Retreat?

Any retreat now will lead to defeat!

In the southwest of the battlefield, Ju Lihu, who had already gained the upper hand, was reminded by his subordinates and looked to the left... where the troops were fleeing.

Flee again! ?

"Fool, Zuo Xian Wang, you are a good-for-nothing fool!!" After a burst of impotent rage, Ju Lihu's angry roar rang out on the battlefield: "Retreat!"

The left wing was badly defeated, and he could no longer accomplish anything by himself. He could only withdraw as soon as possible while the main force of the Han army had not yet recovered.

However, after they left, Huo Qubing continued to chase them.

I vow not to give up!

The shouting and killing outside the Chanyu's court gradually subsided, but the war was far from over. The Huns retreated in a hurry and were unable to take away all the baggage in the Chanyu's court.

It happened that the Han army was short of supplies. After replenishing food and fodder and taking a short rest, Huo Qubing led 10,000 cavalrymen who still had strength to pursue northward.

Walk and kill along the way.

Finally, they traced to the lower reaches of the Yuwu River. The Yuwu River originates from the Langjuxu Mountain, flows through the Shanyu Courtyard, goes north, and after merging with the Anhou River and the Zhiju River, it flows into the North Sea.

The North Sea, also known as the Hanhai.

In later times, it was called Lake Baikal...

It is already the beginning of spring, but it is still chilly in the North Sea, the northernmost place thousands of miles away from the border of the Han Dynasty.

"call!"

Li Gan, who had quickly caught up with his horse, took a few gulps of cold air and reported loudly: "General, the cavalrymen in the rear can't keep up!"

The men and horses were really tired and exhausted. Even if the men could mobilize their potential and morale, the horses under their crotches would not be able to withstand several long-distance races.

Huo Qubing looked at the Xiongnu army fleeing in panic and frowned. "Don't force them to follow. Order those who fall behind to collect the spoils along the way."

Li Gan was about to turn around after receiving the order, but unexpectedly Huo Qubing added coldly: "Remember, we only want horses, cattle and sheep, not people!"

The Han army suffered heavy losses in horses, and if they wanted to return to Han, they had to rely on the Xiongnu’s horses, while cattle and sheep were supplies.

people……

War is cruel, and to the Han army, "people" are a burden.

Unless he is a Xiongnu noble, it would be more cost-effective to kill him with a single blow than to capture him and bring him back to the Han Dynasty thousands of miles away.

a few days later.

Huo Qubing chased to the end of the river, which is the shore of the North Sea. A breeze blew, causing ripples on the surface of the lake, and waves hit the shore, making a loud noise.

"General!" A scout shouted, "The Xiongnu are fleeing in two directions: the left Xian Wang is heading east, and the right Guli Wang is heading west. Which direction should our army pursue?"

Hear the words.

Huo Qubing glanced at the vast lake, then looked at the cavalryman beside him who had cracked lips and looked exhausted. His stern face, as if carved by a knife or an axe, finally softened.

"Pass the order down, stop chasing!"

Call——

As the General of Cavalry finished his words, an invisible soothing sound seemed to echo around him.

"The general has ordered us to stop the pursuit!"

"Stop the pursuit!"

A manhunt that lasted for several days finally came to an end. They had no idea how many heads the Han army had taken during the hunt, but they only knew... a lot.

The moment of stopping the pursuit also marked the end of the war.

For the surviving soldiers, they were either grateful, excited, or cheering, but for Huo Qubing, there was a hint of regret.

Before going to the battle, he had told Your Majesty that he would bring the heads of the captives as tribute.

Huo Qubing is about to speak out of turn.

It would have been fine if he didn't meet Yizhixie, but he didn't catch either Zuoxian King or Youguli King, which was a bit unwilling.

Huo Qubing gritted his teeth and chased for several days. Firstly, he wanted to kill as many of the Huns' manpower as possible. It was not easy for the Han army to come to the northern desert!
Secondly, it was for the head of the captive chieftain...

pity.

There is nothing perfect in the world. If you get one, it is hard to get two.

The Han army did not stay in the North Sea for too long. After making sure that they would no longer pursue the enemy, they collected the spoils and turned back to the Chanyu Court, where they could have a good rest.

However, on the way back south, when passing a mountain, the captain Fu Luzhi's unintentional sigh caught Huo Qubing's attention.

"Ah!"

"Langjuxu Mountain, the Great Chanyu used to offer sacrifices to the gods, and I was not qualified to go near here. Now that I am here, where is the Great Chanyu?"

Huo Qubing's heart moved slightly when he heard this, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at the unremarkable mountain.

The sacred mountain where the Huns worshipped the gods?
(End of this chapter)