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Chapter 404: Heaven's Punishment

There are ravines and ravines.

Blocked the Hun cavalry's offensive momentum.

The width of the trench in front of us made it impossible for even the strongest war horses to jump over it.

"The Southern Barbarians are crazy. It takes so much effort to dig such a deep trench. They are so rich." After rushing through the first fence, the Huns soldiers were extremely disappointed.

Digging trenches.

It requires strength and time. For the self-sufficient Huns, what the Qin people did is incomprehensible to them. With all this effort, it would be better to hunt one more yellow sheep on the grassland to have a greater sense of accomplishment. At least, at night

Be able to have a delicious meal.

A quarter past noon.

After a long process of filling the ravines that made the Xiongnu soldiers feel desperate, the Xiongnu tribesmen who were eager to break through the Qin army's camp finally howled into the defensive circle set up by the Qin army.

The first people to cross the trench were the two most trusted tribes under Mao Dun. If it were normal times, these Mao Dun's trusted subordinates would only attack when the battle situation was at its most critical. But this time, they have obviously been patient.

I can't control my temper anymore.

In the trench battle just now, the Xiongnu tribes lost nearly 6,000 more soldiers. Although most of the soldiers who served as replacements were old and weak from each tribe, together with the casualties at the beginning of the attack, in order to break through the Qin army's camp, the Huns had already

It cost nearly 20,000 people a huge price.

In comparison, the losses of the Qin Army were only two to three thousand at best, and due to proper treatment, only about a thousand Qin soldiers were actually killed.

Such a strong contrast made the Huns feel extremely disappointed. Although Mao Dun repeatedly emphasized that the Qin army was just a bluff and the Qin camp had less than 10,000 troops, but for ordinary soldiers who watched their companions die, it was a big loss.

Shanyu's order was a notice telling them to die.

die.

He just rushed up and was killed by the Qin people with an arrow.

The morale of the Huns was falling rapidly, and the balance of disparity in military strength was reversing bit by bit.

This was something Mao Dun could never tolerate. Therefore, he wanted to break the rules and send his most powerful subordinates to defeat the Qin army's last resistance before sunset.

Six trenches were filled.

The Xiongnu cavalry roared and swarmed in. They waved the copper clusters of swords in their hands, their faces glowed with excitement, and their eyes looking at the Qin soldiers were filled with bursts of madness.

"Shield Soldier, prepare!"

"Gunner. Prepare!"

"All soldiers, go to battle!"

Zhong Limei gave an order, and the shouts of orders came one after another. The battle situation has evolved to this point, and both sides have no reservations. Like this kind of head-on confrontation, Zhong Limei's ability is convincing. His orders follow one after another, without any trace of confusion.

When you are panicking.

At this point, Li Yuan may not necessarily be able to defeat Zhong Limei. Of course, Li Yuan's strength does not lie in this. His Tianlei Army is hidden behind the Qin Army.

"King Wu, when will we go to war?" Du Chun asked anxiously and anxiously.

"Waiting for General Zhongli's order. Now, we are all under his command." Li Yuan smiled. Li Yuan saw Zhong Limei's ability to control the battlefield situation. The morale of the Qin army was maintained well. And Zhong Limei

The reason why Li Yuan was not given the signal to attack yet was probably because he felt that he could attract more Huns into the encirclement.

There is a deep trench behind.

Once the Xiongnu soldiers collapsed, the desperate soldiers crowded together on the narrow passage, and the results can be imagined. And those Xiongnu soldiers who were unable to retreat were unobstructed on the slope and could only become targets for assassination by the Qin army.

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The winter sunshine is pale and without a trace of blood.

On the Hetao Plain, the wolf flags of the Xiongnu tribe are like lonely dancers, moaning and falling helplessly on the open grassland.

Surrounded by the wolf flags, the dark banner of the Qin Army is particularly eye-catching. It roars in the wind, and it does not fall down. It leads the soldiers of the Qin Army everywhere on the battlefield, fighting on the battlefield, and shedding blood.

——.

Yang Yu's face turned pale.

He has suffered numerous wounds on his body. Yang Yu's personality inherited the bravery of his grandfather Yang Xiong, and he also possessed the unyielding bravery of the Qin army soldiers. Whenever the war was urgent, he roared with all his might and defeated the Xiongnu again and again.

People blocked the place again.

Compared with Yang Yu's bravery, Zhou Ping's performance looks bleak. But behind the bleakness, there is a calm, steady and rigorous attitude, just like many ordinary middle and lower-level Qin Army captains and captains.

, faithfully carry out orders from superiors, regardless of merit or hard work, and move forward without any regrets.

A whole night plus a morning.

Li Yuan's figure always stands under the banner. His position is at the highest point of the Qin army's entire defensive formation. No matter where the soldiers are on the battlefield, they can find his figure as long as they look back slightly.

"King Wu is behind us——!"

"Brothers, try your best, we must not let the Huns robbers pass through our defense line." A young Qin Junjun shouted, blocking his body tightly in the gap in the damaged defense line. After a while,

His body collapsed due to blood loss several times. When he saw the Qin army's banner still flying for the last time, a smile appeared on the young military prince's face.

"Jiujiao Lao Qin, restore our rivers and mountains; until the blood is shed, we will fight until we die, we will fight until we die -!" His voice murmured, getting weaker and weaker, and finally could no longer be heard.

Life passes quickly.

Whether it is from the Qin people or the Huns.

At this moment of fighting and dying, in their hearts, only faith and survival will last forever.

Zhong Limei's nervous palms were covered in sweat.

He did not expect that the Huns would be so frantic. The repeated defeats failed to stop the advance of the Huns, but instead aroused their crazy fighting spirit.

"Tian Lei Army, launch!"

After suppressing it for a long time, Zhongliwei finally issued the order that the Qin army generals had longed for. When clay pots fell from the sky one after another, and in the panicked eyes of the Huns, Zhongliwei's uneasy mood finally calmed down.

There were explosions one after another.

This unique sound that had never been heard before shocked the Huns generals. Not only the soldiers were frightened, but even the horses under their crotches felt uncomfortable with the sudden change.

"What is this sound?"

"Is it a punishment from the gods in heaven?"

The Huns were uneasy. They were struggling between obeying the orders of the Great Chanyu and having faith. When they finally recovered their spirits, the Huns were crossing the trench formation and were blown out of formation by thunder.

The confrontation between cold weapons and hot weapons.

There is only one result.
Chapter completed!
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