Chapter 74: The songs of triumphs continue (1)

At dusk, the setting sun beats blood, dyeing the earth a bloody color.

Under Dingxiang City, the Xiongnu camp.

There were bursts of pastoral songs, the songs were melodious and rough, as if this was not a battlefield, but a pasture in the desert.

In the camp, bonfires were lit, and the Hun soldiers surrounded the bonfire, singing pastoral songs they knew and dancing their dances.

For a moment, the singing was flying, the dancing was floating, and there was a joyful atmosphere.

The meat was roasted on the bonfire and the horse's breasts were simmering. The meat was fragrant and the wine was fragrant, which made people's index fingers stimulate.

The Huns were not in a good position to attack the city and their morale was low, but it was not without happiness. Their happy things these days were to enjoy the jerky horse breasts at night, which was the happiest moment of the day.

Finally, I don’t have to worry about suicide siege anymore, so don’t worry about today!

At least it was a wonderful night tonight, and you could still dream!

Therefore, every dusk, the Huns would grill jerky meat, simmer horse breasts, sing and dancing around the bonfire, and exclaim to their heart's content.

If you don’t vent today, you may not have a chance tomorrow!

Anyone who is at this moment will be crazy. He will dance if he can dance, sing if he can sing, eat if he can eat, drink if he can drink if he can drink!

On the top of Dingxiang City, there is a figure like an iron tower, which is Cheng Bushi, who looks like a god.

Cheng Bushi was wearing military uniform, with a helmet and armor, a Han sword hanging on his waist, and a tiger's eyes shot out, catching all the actions of the Huns outside the city.

At this moment, the Huns were barbecuing dried meat and simmering horse breasts. Their nerves were relaxed after being nervous for a day, which was a good opportunity to attack.

"Master, you really know how to pick things!" Cheng Buzhi exclaimed secretly.

Although I rarely receive Zhou Yang's orders these days, I can imagine that Zhou Yang must not be idle and pays attention to the every move of the Huns. Otherwise, Zhou Yang would not have chosen the time for the attack at dusk.

This was the most relaxing moment of the Huns' day!

Except for a few patrol soldiers, the Huns were nestled in the camp, preparing a full meal, and then having a good sleep. As for tomorrow's affairs, no one could tell, maybe they would summon the great Kunlun God tomorrow.

"Father, when will the attack be launched?" Cheng Zheng quickly stepped onto the top of the city wall and asked softly.

"Wait until the drum sounds! The drum sounds come out immediately!" Cheng Buzhi did not reply: "The drum sound is the command of the commander!"

"Oh!" Cheng Zheng stopped talking, looked at the Huns in the camp and smiled, "The Huns seem to be playing with monkeys!"

"The Huns did not have many military orders and rules, and they were loose and had no military rules. Now they are in a low morale. They don't know what to do tomorrow. If they don't sing and dance like this, they will not be the Huns." Cheng Buzhi commented.

When people cannot see hope, they always have to pass by and give up. This is exactly the case with the Huns in front of them.

Cheng Bushi turned around and looked at the Han army under the city wall. They were all energetic, with helmets and armor, pressed their hands on the hilt of the sword, and their eyes were filled with a fierce fighting spirit.

The Han army under the city walls, in addition to infantry and archers, also brought dozens of rushing vehicles.

The so-called rushing car is to place a thick and long piece of wood on a large chariot, which can be used to hit the city gate. Cheng Bushi brought the rushing car with him, not to hit the city gate, but to hit the camp gate of the Huns.

Although the Huns were not good at building villages, they had them. If the camp gates were not destroyed, Zhou Yang's cavalry would not be easy to exert. With a rushing car, it would be easy to deal with. Just a rushing force would be necessary to knock out many gaps in the village. Without the protection of the camp gate, the Huns camp would be a wilderness, which would facilitate Zhou Yang's cavalry to rush.

"Why haven't you heard the drums?" Cheng Buzhi looked up at the sky, looking at the sun that was about to fall, and couldn't help but feel anxious.

Even though he was anxious, he did not doubt whether Zhou Yang would come. Zhou Yang said he would come, so he would definitely come.

"Dongdong!"

The shocking sound of war drums came from afar.

This is the order to attack! Finally, I waited!

Cheng Buzhi was greatly inspired, so he pulled out the Han sword from his waist, held it high on his head, and shouted loudly: "Brothers: The time for attack has come! Kill!"

"The Han army is mighty!"

"The Han army is mighty!"

The battle roar to soar into the sky sounded and went straight to the Ninth Heaven!

"Boom!"

The gate of Dingxiang City is opened.

The city gate that had not been opened for more than a month slowly opened like the devil's gate.

As soon as the city gate opened, the Han army waved the Han sword and roared the battle roar, and it poured out like a flood that broke into the dike.

Countless Han troops lined up in combat teams, stepping on neat steps, moving forward. Every step, it seemed like a giant hammer hitting the ground, and the ground trembled violently!

Cheng Buzhifei was on the horse, and he rushed towards the city gate with a horse's belly. As soon as he rushed out of the city gate, Cheng Buzhi did not immediately charge, but stood under the city and shouted: "You guys rushed! Leave the car to me!"

All the generals have been frustrated for so many days, who doesn’t have itchy hands? Who doesn’t want to kill for a while?

This order made them very happy, cheered in unison, and commanded the Han army to rush towards the Huns' camp.

At this moment, not to mention the sky, you just need to stand on the head of Dingxiang City and see a strange scene: countless Han troops rushed towards the camp of the Huns like red tides.

The rushing car was heavy and slow, and finally left the city.

As soon as the rushing car left the city, Cheng Bushi waved his hand, and under his command, the soldiers pushed the rushing car and ran up. When they arrived in front of the Huns camp, the rushing car did not stop and hit the village.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, smoke and dust filled the Huns' village, a large gap appeared. Dozens of rushing cars showed their power, and the gap they broke open was worth mentioning? Once they hit a large area, the Xiongs' village was inexperienced at all.

According to the Han army's practice, after establishing a camp, not only should we use village fences to cover it, but we should also dig trenches. If there is water, we should dig water. If there is no water, we should put some spikes in the trenches to strengthen the barrier.

The Huns were extremely reluctant to be "sheep locked in the sheep pen". They were extremely reluctant to set up villages. It was even more impossible to ask them to dig trenches to dig water to drain water and put out spikes. Just simply set up a village, and there were no other protective measures.

With such simple protection, where can I stop the car from rushing?

As soon as the village fell, the Han army rushed into the camp like a tide. The Han army, which was originally fighting fiercely for the camp gate, suddenly rushed towards the gap.

Under Cheng Bushi's command, the rushing car hit again and again, and the gap in the Xiongnu village became bigger and bigger. Later, there was no need to hit it anymore. Cheng Bushi then threw the rushing car and ignored it, wielding the Han sword to rush.

The Han army was very loud and could be heard for more than ten miles away. The Huns were shocked and suspicious at first, and they all opened their eyes wide and stared at Dingxiang City. You looked at me, and I looked at you, but I didn't understand at all.

"What's wrong with the Han people?"

"The Han people have left the city!"

"The Han people are as timid as mice. Do they dare to leave the city?"

"That's not the Han army, what else can it be? There are all red people!"

"Really left the city?"

After a long time, the Huns finally understood that the Han people they had always looked down upon actually left the city and rushed towards their camp.

The Han army's departure from the city was both good news and bad news for the Huns.

It is good news because the Han army left the city and fought with them was their dream. In their minds, the Han army was the strong city. In terms of chopping and killing, it was not the opponent of the warriors of the Great Huns.

The Han army left the city with the same thoughts! Everyone was excited, cheering, and those who were on the horse, those who were drawing their swords were preparing to fight the Han army.

It is bad news, because their jerky meat has just been baked and the horse's breasts have just been simmered and not yet enjoyed. The hateful and hateful Han people came to kill them. Is this a life-threatening?

Whether it was happy or angry, the Han army had left the city and had to fight if they didn't fight. They rode war horses and swung their scimitars and rushed out.

The Han army suddenly left the city, and the Huns were not prepared at all. There were not many Huns who could ride war horses and wear armor, only a very small number of people. Most of them could not find war horses, some did not even bring scimitars, but only brought knives to cut mutton and a small knife. How could this be used to fight the enemy?

The idea of ​​riding a war horse, looking for a machete, and wearing armor is good, but it can only be the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror, which is simply impossible to achieve.

The problem is that the Huns in the camp were pushing and scrambling, and later, when the Han army arrived, they had already trampled on themselves and some people had died at their own hands.

This is not the panic of the Huns. The Huns were just the opposite. They were very excited and could finally fight the Han army hiding in the city. However, the matter suddenly started, it would be impossible to be in chaos.

When the Han army arrived, how could the messy Huns resist it? They could only run around.

In particular, the village fence was knocked away by a car, and the Han army rushed in, which was simply out of control. The Huns had no intention of fighting to the death, but had no way to fight to the death, and had to escape.

The Huns were in chaos, the Han army was purged and used the rioters to resist the dignified formation. Is there any consequence to this?

It was a massacre!

One-sided massacre!

In just a short while, the Huns camp was like a bunch of mud, and it was in chaos. There were Huns who fled the way and Han soldiers who were chasing them everywhere.

Before Zhou Yang's cavalry arrived, Cheng Bushi defeated the Huns without the power to fight back. He is worthy of being a famous general in the world!

"The Han army is mighty!"

The battle roar of the Han army rang into the sky and went straight to the sky.

"Escape! Escape quickly!"

The Huns' shouts of running for life were heard, in sharp contrast to the Han army's battle roar.

Just when the two armies were fighting lively, one of them turned a blind eye to the war and was devoted to the dream of Qingqiu!

who?

That’s right wise king!

"Houl! Huoul!"

The snoring of the Right Xian King made a mountain sound, and even the shocking shouts of killing were not as loud as his.

The Right Xianwang was wearing a fox fur, with a naked big head resting on the back of his hand, lying sideways, saliva flowing out along the corner of his mouth, wetting a large piece of fur.

King Youxian was in a very bad mood today. He drank too much and got drunk on the spot. He was drunk, but the servant brought him in to rest.

"Sir, sir, wake up."

The servant shouted carefully.

"Bit!Bit!"

The sound of the smacking of the Right Xianwang sounded, which was considered an answer.

"Sir, the Han people are coming, wake up!"

The shocking shouts of killing were getting closer and closer, and the servant was surprised, and his tone couldn't help but increase a lot.

However, the Right Xian King not only did not wake up, but also said nonsense: "Han people, I kill! Kill! Kill!" He waved his right hand and made a chopping and slashing action. It seemed that he was about to wake up, but there was no movement next.

It is difficult for a drunk person to wake him up. Especially for such drunk person, even if the thunder sounds in his ears, he will never wake him up.

"Sir, sir!" The servant shouted twice, but still no movement.

The servant had no choice but to grit his teeth and turn away. When he turned around, he had a Ge Xiang in his hand, which was filled with horse breasts. At this time, the horse breasts were very cold, no different from cold water. He thought he was using cold water, but he couldn't find the cold water in a hurry, but the horse breasts were ready-made and he was poured on the right Xianwang.

"who?"

The Right Xian King screamed in shock and woke up immediately. His eyes suddenly opened, smacked his lips, staring at the servant. His right hand grabbed the servant like lightning, pulled it in front of him, and shouted: "You are so brave!"

A slap hit the servant hard, crisp and loud.

The servant endured the pain on his face and kept cracking his mouth, and hurriedly said, "Sir, the Han people are here to kill you! The Han people are here to kill you!"

"Nonsense!" The Youxian King had not yet fully awakened, and was drowsy, and he could not hear the shouts of killing.

"Sir, listen! That's the battle call of the Han people." The servant hurriedly reminded him.

"The Han army is mighty!"

The shocking battle horn sounded like a thunderclap.

Accompanied by the battle roar of the Han army, the Huns cried and shouted at their parents, and the screams before their death, the Han army not only came to kill, but also killed the Huns without a place to escape.

"Boom boom!"

The Youxian King felt his mind was in a mess, his eyes were dark, and he was almost falling down.

The Huns had nothing to do. It was common to drink when they were fine and drunk. Even the military ministers and Shanyu did this a lot. However, it was better to be drunk, but the Han army came to fight at this time of the season. Wouldn't that be fatal?

The Your Xianwang was confused, his body became weak, and sweat appeared on his forehead. He was shaking and almost fainted. The servant was so panicked that he hurriedly supported him.

The Right Xianwang was brave and this shock only lasted for a very short time, so he calmed down: "Come on! Come on my armor, war horses, and scimitar."

The servant had prepared these things for him long ago and helped him wear them in a hurry. The Right Sage King hurriedly put on his armor, put on a scimitar, pressed his right hand on the hilt of the knife, and his eyes were filled with anger, and he quickly walked out of the tent with anger.

As soon as they left the tent, they saw fire everywhere, and the Huns were running away everywhere. The Huns were so embarrassed that they ran around like headless flies. Although they ran very hard, the Han army chased them fiercely and did not give them any chance.

There are corpses everywhere on the ground, and there are many corpses, layer by layer, and I don’t know how many of them are.

Didn’t I just sleep for a while? Why did it become like this? Why didn’t the great Kunlun God bless?

The Youxian King muttered, flew on his horse, waved his scimitar, and shouted: "Hold on! Hold on! Hold on to me!"

Who doesn't want to withstand? The question is, can it withstand?

Not only did the Huns not listen to him, they ran away soon. Whoever defeated him and who was willing to do it?

When the Right Xian King looked at him, fortunately, his personal soldiers were still there, and thousands of soldiers were dressed neatly and still had the formation. He felt a little relieved: "You, kill me! All those who escaped will be killed!"

The personal soldiers took the order and rushed towards the chaotic Huns with scimitars.

These personal soldiers were selected through numerous choices, with great sword skills and extraordinary archery skills. When they attacked, many Huns immediately became ghosts under the sword.

Thousands of personal soldiers were very intimidating. The Huns rushed back like sheep. What greeted them was the bright Han sword of the Han army. After slashing and slashing, crying and calling for their parents. There were personal soldiers in front of them blocking the road, and the Han army chased them behind them. The Huns didn't know where to escape.

Why is the great Kunlun God dead everywhere?

With the personal soldiers' move, the chaotic formation was slightly slowed down. The Right Xian Wang was proficient in military affairs and knew that this was an opportunity. He could stabilize the situation and could never miss it.

"The Warriors of the Great Huns: The Han people are hateful and hateful. They hurried in the city and dared not fight to the death with the Warriors of the Great Huns! Today, the Warriors of the Great Huns use the scimitar in your hands to cut off the heads of the Han people! Kill all the Han people!" The Right Xian King waved the scimitar and shouted loudly. His voice seemed to explode thunder and spread from afar.

The reason why the Huns were so chaotic was not only because of the fierce killing of the Han army, but also because no one was in command. Who told the Youxian King to be drunk?

As soon as he shouted, the Huns immediately had a backbone, and many Huns moved closer to him. With just one skill, the Huns around him had three or two thousand. The Right Xian King ordered them to form a formation and prepare to fight with the Han army without hesitation.

Cheng didn't know a famous general of a generation, so he didn't understand the serious consequences of the reorganization of the Youxian King's formation. He would not give him a chance and immediately lead a team of Han troops to attack.

The Right Xianwang waved his hand, and the thousands of Xiongnu who had just been gathered rushed towards Cheng Bushi.

The Right Xian King pulled the horse's head, retreated to the back, waved his scimitar, roared loudly, gathering the Huns. How many Huns were in the camp? Although the Han army was brave, they were unable to kill. How many could they kill for a while?

With the Right King gathering his army, he was like a magnet, and the Huns were like iron filings, gathering towards him one after another, and more and more. In a short while, he gathered tens of thousands of Huns.

Cheng Bushi tried to rush over several times and interrupted the gathering of the army of the Right Xian King, but he failed. There were too many Huns.

Tens of thousands of Huns were tens of thousands of cavalry, and the Han army attacked this time had no cavalry, which was a good opportunity for the Hun cavalry to play. Once the Hun cavalry galloped, the Han army would only give the massacre.

"Haha!" The Right Xian King was extremely proud and beat him up to the sky and laughed, "Han Gou, wait for death!"

With a wave of the scimitar in his hand, a red light shone in the setting sun, as charming as blood, and particularly terrifying. Tens of thousands of Huns charged towards the Han army.

"rumble!"

The sound of thunderous hooves made the earth tremble.

The Right Xian King was even more proud. How could the warriors of the Great Huns be said to be very powerful! Not to mention anything else, the sound of the charge hooves is particularly loud and particularly powerful.

No! No matter how powerful the 10,000 cavalry is, it is impossible to have such a majestic reputation. This is at least the momentum of 20,000 to 30,000 cavalry.

"rumble!"

The thunderous sound of hooves came from the northwest, and its momentum was a little stronger than that of the Hun cavalry.

The Right Xian King turned his head and saw a burning cloud floating rapidly.

This is not a fire cloud, it is a cavalry, with everyone wearing helmets and armor, and the war horses under their crotch are majestic, acting like the wind, and the red uniforms set them off like the red clouds in the sky.

Countless large banners with "Han" characters are waving in the wind, rolling like a painting, and are particularly beautiful.
Chapter completed!