As evening approaches, the sun hangs on the west sky like a huge fireball, releasing the last burning heat to the earth. The sky seems to be burning red, and the entire sky seems to be dyed with a layer of blood.

At the end of Meiji City, the Han army camp in the distance can be seen from afar. The bodies on the ground are either buried or burned, and have almost been cleaned up.

Although I don’t know why the Han army wasted these efforts to deal with the corpse, Hu Chuquan no longer had the heart to consider these issues.

Although the three consecutive battles did cause heavy damage to the Han army, the elite soldiers of the Huns were almost exhausted in these three battles. The Han people's crossbow range was much further than before. Even if they were not trapped in a horse pit, the Huns' cavalry would have to spend a lot of money to rush to the Han army. In order to retain the elite as much as possible, the ones who rushed to the front were the old, weak, sick and disabled people, the Qifu people, Yuezhi people, and slaughtered everyone. But even so, after the three battles, the huge losses still made Hu Chuquan's heart bleeding.

Even if they defeated this Han army, they probably wouldn't have many warriors left. How could they continue to reproduce on this fertile soil under the eyes of the Xianbei people and the Northern Xiongnu?

Do you regret it?

There is really, Hu Chuquan never expected that the Han people's reaction would be so fierce and ruthless in this sneak attack. To the south of Meiji, there are probably no more Hun men. As for women, as goods in the eyes of the Huns, they are now considered as the trophy of the Han people.

At first, I only thought it was profitable, but at this moment, when the Han army rushed in, Hu Chuquan began to regret it. It was not regretting robbery. Most of the time the Huns made a living, but they just regretted that they chose the wrong opponent. The person they provoked this time was obviously not as easy to talk to as their previous opponents. This time, they obviously had to take real action.

If not, just withdraw!

Looking at the busy Han army in the distance, it seemed that they were not too prepared, but Hu Chuquan was sure that if he sent troops to go over and take advantage of it, he might not be able to get it. It was probably a trap set by the Han people. The Han people were best at this. Although even now, Hu Chuquan did not understand why he had been defeated by the Han army, which was far less than his three consecutive battles, he no longer wanted to think about these issues. What he was considering now was where to retreat?

It is definitely not possible to defend the city. The Huns are not good at this, and the city walls of Meiji are definitely not strong. If they lose even the field battle, defending the city is undoubtedly a very stupid choice in the face of the Han people who are good at siegeing the city.

As for where to retreat, Hu Chuquan actually had his own plans in his mind. The big city was destroyed. Meiji now seems to be a matter of time before it is broken. It is better to take advantage of the fact that there are still many people and take advantage of the cavalry's power to get rid of the Han people and retreat to Jilu Village.

Wuyuan Village is absolutely not good, it is backed by Yinshan. If the Han people continue to chase after him, there is no place to retreat. Jilu Village will be different. It happens to be stuck between Yinshan and the Great Wall. There are many short hills to the west, making it not suitable for building a city wall. To the north is an endless grassland. Even if the Han people are unyielding, they can retreat north through Jilu Village. At worst, they will defect to the Northern Huns.

Although there were still grudges between the two sides before, after all, it was still a family. When life and death, the grudges and grudges of the past could be put aside. The only thing that made Hu Chuquan hesitate was what would happen if he defected to the Northern Huns.

The Southern Xiongnu were attached to him and the Xiongnu merged into one again. The Northern Xiongnu must be willing, but as the Southern Xiongnu Khan, after joining the Northern Xiongnu, it was definitely impossible for him to continue to be the Shanyu, and even for internal stability, it is possible to kill him.

It was precisely because of this that Hu Chuquan hesitated that people are afraid of death. The higher the status, the more they cherish their lives. As the Southern Xiongnu Khan, he held the life and death of 400,000 Hetao people. Once he defected to the Northern Xiongnu, not only would his power be lost, but his life might not be able to be saved. No one would be willing to leave it on.

And now there is a turning point. Although the Han army in front of us is brave, it has also suffered heavy damage in three consecutive battles. If we continue to fight, the Huns may not be the ones who lose. Besides, if the Han people feel that they are hurt too much and are unwilling to continue fighting, they will withdraw and move north at this time, will they let others get a bargain? After all, it depends on who can consume it at this time, and the party who cannot hold on in the end failed.

Hu Chuquan didn't think he would be unlucky to become the one who couldn't hold on, because he still had a lot of people in his hands, even if there weren't many elite troops, but so many people, just cavalry rushing to the formation could kill the other party.

With such a lucky heart, Hu Chuquan did not choose to withdraw his troops in the end, but continued to linger in the royal court and continued to waste time with Xu Rong.

However, he wanted to waste his life, but Xu Rong was not going to waste his life with him. That night, when most people fell asleep and a small number of soldiers responsible for the vigil were also drowsy. A sound of gongs and drums and the majestic horns woke Hu Chuquan from his sleep.

"What's going on? But the Han people attacked at night?" Hurry up and put on his armor and came to the city wall with his weapons. However, the imagined battle did not happen. Hu Chuquan frowned and asked several guards.

"No, it seems that it is just beating drums and drums, and no trace of the Han army was found." The Hun general shook his head and said.

"These damn Han people!" After inspecting and confirming that there was no trace of the Han people, Hu Chuquan left cursingly, but before he could return to the room to continue to rest, he was awakened by the sound of gongs and drums.

"Are these Han people over?" Walking here to the city wall, looking at the dark night, Hu Chuquan roared angrily.

But there was no way, and he could not find the shadow of the Han army. Now even if he wanted to fight, he could not find an opponent. He could only roar for a while and vent his anger and go back to his room to rest.

Then, no surprise, the sound of gongs and drums of the Han people rang again. Hu Chuquan was not in a hurry this time, but just walked up to the city wall swayingly to vent his dissatisfaction. Looking at the dark night, Hu Chuquan decided that he would live on the city wall tonight.

Then, until dawn, the Han people came twice, but did not attack. Hu Chuquan said to the left and right disdainfully: "This is the Han people's tired military strategy. Don't pay attention to him, just guard the city."

But even so, the Huns were quarreled all night, and they were listless all day long. On the next night, the gongs and drums came again. However, with yesterday's experience, this time, the Huns were very calm.

The second and third time, the Han people were indeed as Huchuquan said, but they were bluffing and did not attack. The Huhunus' wariness completely relaxed. Although there were sounds of gongs and drums and horns afterwards, the Huhunus in Meiji City seemed to be much calmer when they should sleep and excrete. Huchuquan fell asleep early. Yesterday he didn't sleep well one day, and during the day he had to guard against the attack of the Han army. He was already quite exhausted, so he slept very heavily that night. Even though the sound of gongs and drums outside was shocking, he could not wake him up again.

At the last moment before dawn, Huchuquan, who was sleeping soundly, was forcibly awakened.

"So what's wrong!" Hu Chuquan looked at the guard in front of him angrily, preparing to teach this unruly guy a lesson. However, the next moment, he was so shocked by the raging fire in his sight that he couldn't speak.

The sound of fighting that was shaking, the constant screams of screams, and the sound of arrows slashing through the void were mixed with the cry of women and the cry of children.

"What happened!?" Hu Chuquan grabbed the neckline of his guard and roared.

"The Han people have entered, Shanyu, go quickly!" the personal guard said loudly.

"How could the Han people come in..." Hu Chuquan reacted halfway through his speech. The Han people kept beating drums and drums yesterday, not just a plan of exhaustion, but made them think that the Han people were just bluffing, and then suddenly attacked when their vigilance was lost. This... was too despicable.

"Let's go!" The sound of fighting kept approaching here. Hu Chuquan didn't bother to say anything. He put on his clothes, picked up his weapons and walked out. The entire Meiji City was filled with firelights soaring into the sky. Although Hu Chuquan's room was the official residence left by the Han people at that time, most of the Huns were still used to living in tents. In order to prevent rain, most of the tents were coated with thick grease. The Han army only needed a little torch to ignite. At this moment, the entire city was full of fire.

There were as if there were the shouts of Han people from all directions. Under the night, Huchuquan didn't know how many Han troops had come to Huchuquan, but the Huhunus in the city were already in chaos and even squeezed each other. Huchuquan knew that it was impossible to regroup at this time. He made a quick decision and led his personal guards to snatch the road in the direction of the few fighting sounds.

He kept asking people to shout along the way, and some Hun soldiers gradually gathered together, which made him more people.

I don’t know who opened the city gate, but it should be the escaped Huns. Seeing this, Hu Chuquan didn’t say much and rushed out.

"Boom~"

The soldiers in front suddenly fell down without warning. Hu Chuquan suddenly pulled the reins of the horse, and the war horsemen stood up and stopped the rushing. Several arrows passed by their ears, and the screams of the Hun warriors came from behind, but Hu Chuquan could no longer care about so many, and his eyes were staring at the front.
Chapter completed!