"There is a Xiongnu camp there, ready to rush!" Zhao Ponu was very excited and waved the Han sword, and slapped the horse's back and was about to rush towards the camp.

As they fought along the way, several Hun camps had been ravaged. Jianzhang's army was in full swing. When they heard this, they all had a hot light shining in their eyes.

"Slow!" Zhou Yang waved his right hand to stop Jianzhangjun.

"Master General, what's there to hesitate about? Isn't it just a Hun camp? As long as we kill them, no one of them can escape." Zhao Ponu's murderous intent emerged, and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light.

Zhou Yang didn't say anything and looked at the camp in front of him.

The camp is not big, with only two hundred tents, each tent is counted as five people, only one thousand people. Apart from the elderly, weak, women and children, only three or two hundred. Three or two hundred tents are not the same for the well-trained Jianzhang Army. It only takes one charge to solve it.

"Master, please give the order!" Zhao Ponu urged anxiously.

"See, although these tabernacles are not many, they are quite well-organized." Zhou Yang did not give an order, but pointed to the camp and explained to Zhao Ponu: "The Hun camps we encountered were all disorderly, one in the east and the other in the west. There were also people who guarded them."

Zhao Ponu looked closely and found that as Zhou Yang said, there was Ding Zhuang in the camp wearing fur clothes and patrolling, like an army. This was a situation that had never been encountered before, and Zhao Ponu's curiosity also raised.

"Look at their flags, they are all black, not the wolf flag of the Huns. Why is that?" Zhou Yang frowned.

The Huns believed in primitive religion and used wolves as their flags, both in the army and herdsmen. The camp in front of them was a black flag, which was really surprising.

"Send the order, surround it, and wait until you understand it." Zhou Yang ordered.

Zhao Ponu also wanted to understand the whole story, but he didn't want to kill all the things in one go. He sent an order. Jianzhang's army scattered and surrounded the camp from four directions, east, west, south, and north.

The Jianzhang Army's power was amazing, and the sound of hooves was like thunder, and it spread from afar. If it were in the past, whenever the Jianzhang Army was rushing, the Huns would have fled in panic, or shouted and screamed, treating the Jianzhang Army as the troops of the Shanyu headquarters. However, the camp in front of them was quiet, and the only change was that the patrolman returned to the tent and hid.

This is so abnormal! Jianzhangjun dared not be careless at all, he held the Han sword tightly and waited for the battle.

"Harves! You dare to invade our camp!"

A thunderous sound came from the camp.

The Huns would never call themselves a barbarian, let alone use it on Jianzhangjun. Zhou Yang felt shocked, if he had worn it.

It seemed like a magic trick, more than 200 strong men appeared in the camp, each wearing military uniforms, iron helmets, iron armor, swords around his waist, and hard bows and arrows on his back.

If they had a scimitar on their waists, they would be a full-blown Hun.

The Huns also had swords, but not many, and it was even more impossible for so many people to appear at once. Zhou Yang became even more surprised and asked, "Who are you?"

"Who are we? You barbarians don't know? Do you think we are easy to bully? Come on, prepare for the powerful crossbow!" A man with an extremely tall figure waved his hand and was extremely imposing, as if he was commanding thousands of troops.

"Strong crossbow? Will the barbarians have strong crossbow?" Zhao Ponu smiled. This was a huge joke.

However, his smile only lasted for a very short time and froze on his face. Ten powerful crossbows really appeared on the camp, bigger than the Han army's big yellow crossbow. There were crossbows on the arrow road, shaking, with the tips of the arrows like poisonous snakes, shining brightly in the sun, which was very terrifying.

Zhou Yang was familiar with all the crossbows of the Han army, but he had never seen such crossbows. This crossbow is somewhat similar to the big yellow crossbow, but it is different. It is bigger and stronger. Not to mention anything else, the crossbow arrow alone is thicker and longer than the crossbow arrow of the big yellow crossbow. The crossbow arrow of the big yellow crossbow is nearly meter long and the wine glass is thicker, but the crossbow arrow in front of him is more than 1 meter, and it is even three points thicker.

The curved crossbow arm is like an eagle flying into the air, and it will pounce on people at any time.

After looking closer, Zhou Yang found that the swords on their waists were somewhat similar to the Han sword, but they were different. The body of the sword was longer than that of the Han sword.

"We are the army of the Han Dynasty. Who are you?" Zhou Yang was too curious and looked at Zhao Ponu. Zhao Ponu understood that he wanted Jianzhang Army to scatter and not shoot the crossbow arrow. If such a thick crossbow arrow is exerted, it will be indissoluble. If everyone shoots, everyone will die. If they shoot horses and horses, they have to be careful.

"Are you Han army?"

The voice of the leader was like thunder, and the words were filled with surprise: "How could the Han army come here? Are you really the Han army?" With a wave of your right hand, the crossbowmen left the crossbow machine.

"I am the army of the Han Dynasty!" Zhou Yang affirmed again.

"Why do you think it's up?" asked the big man again.

Zhou Yang drew out the Han sword: "This is our weapon!"

"If the Hulu kills the Han army, they will take their weapons and shivere." The Han Dynasty still disbelief.

"Look at it!" Zhou Yang waved his hand to Zhao Ponu: "Let them see our swordsmanship!"

"Brothers, show your true skills!" Zhao Ponu pulled the reins and led a team of Jianzhang troops to gallop dozens of feet away, stopped, and slashed with the Han sword.

Although he was slashing out of thin air, his momentum, power, and swordsmanship were definitely first-class. The big man's pupils shrank: "You are the Han army, you can't pretend! This swordsmanship is not something that the Huns can practice."

The Huns used scimitars, not swords. They were experts and could be seen at a glance. Even if the Huns wanted to shine, this sword technique could not be pretended to be.

Zhao Ponu and the others rushed back. Zhou Yang asked, "Can you tell me now, who are you?"

"We are the army of Daqin!"

The voice of the man was like thunder, and hundreds of people could hear it clearly.

This is the most absurd thing Zhou Yang has ever heard when he came to the Han Dynasty. He asked without thinking: "Which Qin?"

"It's what you mentioned in the previous dynasty!" The Han Dynasty's voice was loud and excited, but tears flashed in his eyes: "Defeat the young master Ang and recover the land of Hexi; Yique beheaded 300,000, Changping defeated the 550,000 people of Zhao State, wiped out the six countries, and unified the world. We are the army of the Qin Dynasty!"

Everyone heard this clearly, but they didn't believe it.

Zhao Ponu seemed to be listening to a joke, and couldn't help it: "The previous dynasty has been destroyed for decades, how could there be any army from the previous dynasty?"

Zhou Yang nodded constantly, agreeing with this.

"Although the Great Qin is destroyed, the soul of the Great Qin will never be destroyed!" The man's eyes burst into tears, and he was extremely excited and sang loudly: "Old Qin will revive my rivers and mountains. The blood will not flow dry, and he will not stop fighting!"

The singing is exciting and high-pitched, and it is extremely tragic, which makes people feel excited.

The men behind him sang in unison with him, and crystal tears flowed in their eyes.

Zhou Yang was so excited that he heard it, but he didn't understand why.

Zhao Ponu was extremely excited: "This is the war song of the previous dynasty! This is the war song of the previous dynasty! The army of the previous dynasty sang this war song, defeated the prince of Wei in Hexi, and recovered the land of Hexi. They sang this war song, fought against Yi Jue, and beheaded 300,000. During the Battle of Changping, they still sang this war song, beheaded 550,000. When the First Emperor was in the year of the First Emperor, this war song was sung in Shandong, in the Palace of the Six Kingdoms, in Lingnan, and in the desert!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, Zhao Ponu's voice choked, and tears surged in his eyes: "When General Meng Tian was the Great Potto Man Shanyu, this battle song was particularly loud, majestic and heroic! When this battle song was sung, the Huns had already flowed into a river of blood and corpses were piled up like mountains! That was the soldiers of the previous dynasty standing on the corpses of the Huns and singing a song of triumphant!"

This Qin army war song has been sung for hundreds of years!

The Qin army under the command of the First Emperor sang this battle song and embarked on the journey of destroying the six kingdoms and unifying China!

Zhou Yang was so excited that he couldn't help but sang loudly: "Rare Old Qin, let me regain my world! The blood will not flow, and I will never stop fighting!"

"The old Qin will regain my world! The blood will not flow dry, and I will never stop fighting!"

This is a passionate song. Anyone who is passionate will be infected and Jianzhangjun sang it together.

Jianzhangjun and the Qin dynasty survivors in the camp sang loudly, and the battle songs were loud and loud, reaching the sky.
Chapter completed!