Chapter 66 Military Information Reveal

Duoluo rode on the horse and his eyes narrowed together happily. His lies came true. Everyone knew that Yanmen City belonged to the Xieluo tribe. The more people knew, the better, and no one would snatch them.

Yanmen City, the paradise in the eyes of the Huns. If they get Yanmen City, the Xieluo tribe will be stronger and it is possible to get the attention of Junchen Shanyu. It is more likely that Junchen Shanyu will be appointed as a king.

Although the King of the Huns was not as unattainable as the king of the Han Dynasty, it was also an extraordinary honor. How many kings did the entire Huns have? Being a king is a beautiful thing that is so beautiful that it cannot be more beautiful.

Thinking of a bright future, Duoluo was so happy that he couldn't help but sing a pastoral song. A pastoral song was so happy that it infected many tribes, and sang pastoral songs with his rhythm.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Duoluo sang pastoral song happily, and his heart had already flown to Yanmen, hoping to occupy Yanmen City immediately.

"Sir, it's not good! It's not good!"

Just as the time was floating, a clan rushed over and shouted at him in panting.

The heavenly Yanmen City is within easy reach. How could it be bad for things that are so beautiful that they cannot be more beautiful? Duo Da felt bad, his face darkened, and he shouted coldly: "Nonsense! What's wrong with it?"

"Sir, it's really bad! Very bad!" This tribe is really good. He doesn't talk about the matter, but he keeps shouting. Isn't this asking for scolding?

Sure enough, Duoluo's face turned gloomy, he waved his hand and shouted, "Pull it down and whip twenty whips!"

Huh, several tribes rushed up, pulled the tribe off the horse's back, and were about to overturn it to the ground, and beat it hard. The tribe roared in panic: "Sir, a big bad thing, the Han army is here!"

He roared like a mountain, and was in panic all day long, but it attracted a burst of ridicule: "Haha!"

"If you want to lie, you have to find a good excuse!" Duoluo's mouth was slit with disdain, and he almost broke his ears, and he mocked: "The Han people are holding funerals for the Han emperor. How could they run to the territory of the Great Hungarians? Fight!"

"Bang!" The horse whip in the hands of the unlucky soldiers slapped hard on the unlucky soldiers, making a crisp sound.

"Ah!" The clan screamed and shouted loudly: "Sir, I tell the truth, you still beat me, is it so unfair?"

"You still dare to be stubborn!" Duoluo snorted coldly and shouted: "Try hard!"

"Han Army, come quickly!" This unlucky tribe was covered in scars and in great pain. He couldn't help but beg the Han Army to arrive as soon as possible so that he could relieve his flesh and blood.

The great Kunlun God finally appeared, and the Han army appeared in response. A surging water line from the south rushed towards him. The earth-shaking sound of hooves made the earth moan.

"The Han army is here! The Han army is here! It is the Han army!" The unlucky tribe screamed as if he saw a savior, and there was no lack of excitement in his screams.

"The army of the Great Shanyu!"

The first thing that the tribe of the Xieluo tribe thought of was that the military minister Shanyu led the elite troops to arrive, otherwise there would be no such a majestic formation, and the sound of thunderous hooves would be cheering.

"No!" Duo Luo was a smart man, and immediately thought of a question: "The army of the Great Shanyu cannot be heading towards the north! It is really the Han army!"

"Is it really the Han army?" The troops were unbelievable, and the joy had not yet faded.

"Apart from the Han army, there is no other army that is heading towards the north!" Duo Luo became more sure and shouted: "Prepare for the battle! Prepare for the battle!"

This Duoluo was quite brave. He did not flee in panic like other Huns, but instead ordered his troops to fight.

"Come on?" The troops almost smashed their eyes to the ground.

The Huns grew up on horseback and could live their lives on horseback. They knew very well about riding skills. At a glance, they could see that the galloping Han army was quite amazing, even if they were not inferior to the Huns.

Not to mention, the Han army has a majestic formation and murderous aura. When fighting with the Han army, a group of mobs is not an opponent. Isn’t that seeking death? Only with the current plan, is it justified that it is right to run away.

"Kill a Han man, reward ten sheep, two oxes, and one horse! If you dare to escape, the whole family will be slaves!" Duo Luo pulled out the scimitar and raised it high on his head. His wrists shook, and a beautiful sword flower appeared and shouted with great enthusiasm: "I haven't killed Han man for many years, it's a good time!"

As the leader of a tribe, I don’t know how many Han people’s heads were cut off when I was young, but he was old and could not go to the battlefield anymore. He missed the past very much.

"Sir, can we beat us? Run away quickly!" Duoluo wanted to fight, but the troops did not have enough confidence.

"Escape? Where can I escape?" Duoluo snorted coldly and said, "If you escape, the formation will be chaotic, it is like a pig or dog, and you will let the Han army chop and kill. If you want to survive, you can only raise your sword and kill and open a bloody road!"

This makes sense. During the escape, the Huns fought on their own and did not form a formation, and the possibility of escaping was almost zero. If they fought to the death, they might not be without a chance.

Under the high pressure of Duoluo, although the members of the Xieluo tribe were unwilling to accept it, they had to ride on a horse, bend their bows and arrows, and aim at the galloping Han army.

"I don't know how to live or die!" Gongsun He rode his horse and looked at the Xieluo tribe who was hurrying into formation. He couldn't help but sneer, feeling extremely disdainful.

With the strong combat power of the Han army, let alone the Hun herders who were not strong in combat power, even the Hun army, the most elite Han Yu army, were not the opponents of the Han army. To order the troops to meet the enemy is tantamount to killing them.

Although Gongsun He did not take the Xieluo tribe seriously, he was not dizzy and was very calm. His bright eyes were shining, looking at the Hun tribes.

If the Han army could ignore the Huns' bows and arrows in normal times, they would not have to consider them at all. However, the Han army is not wearing armor at present. If it shoots arrows to the Xielu tribes, there will be considerable casualties. Of course, Gongsun He would not do such a thing. He raised his eyebrows and sneered, saying, "You actually want to compete with us for archery skills, overestimate your ability! He will send orders and greet them with a crossbow!"

The Han army's archery skills were not inferior to the Huns, and they were not afraid of even competing with the Huns. However, it would cause unnecessary casualties and could not be achieved for a moment.

As soon as the order was passed, the Han army tightly grasped the crossbow and aimed at the Xiongnu tribes. Ten thousand crossbows were fired at the same time. Countless crossbow arrows flew across the sky and shot at the Xiongnu tribes.

The dense crossbow arrows woven into a net of arrows, covering the Huns.

"ah!"

The screams were heard, and the Huns were shot and fell from horses, killing and injured.

"this……"

Duoluo originally wanted to rely on the Huns' cavalry and shooting to open a bloody road, but unexpectedly, the Huns had no chance to shoot arrows, and countless casualties were killed and injured. His face turned pale.

"The Han army is mighty!"

Just as Duoluo was shocked, the battle horn sounded as if it was soaring to the sky. The Han army waved its ring-headed sword and rushed over like a ferocious god.

The sword light is better than the snow, striking eyes and emitting dazzling light; the horse's hooves tread, the ice and snow shatter and ice chips splash.

He was so brave that he was robbed of his courage and took away his energy. He dared not to snatch the Han army's edge. He turned his horse's head and yelled: "Escape! Escape quickly!"

Just now, he tried to fight with the Han army. Now he realized how ridiculous this idea was and how ridiculous it was!

"kill!"

Gongsun He roared, and like a tiger going down the mountain, waving his ring-headed sword and rushed over.

What a vision Gongsun He had. He could see at a glance that Duoluo was the leader of the Xieluo tribe. If he caught him, he could ask about the information of the Huns. You should know that since the Han army set out, he had less grasp of the situation of the Huns. At present, the information of the Huns is most needed. It would be better to capture Duoluo alive and ask about the information.

Looking at Gongsun He who was chasing him, Duoluo was full of courage. He had fought many wars in his life, killed many people, rolled in the pile of dead people, and took a bath in the blood. He had never been so close to death as he is now.

A cold air rose from the bottom of my heart. I ran straight to the horse and shouted: "Stop the Han people! Stop the Han people!"

The Xieluo tribes rushed to escape, but who could care about him? No one responded? Duoluo couldn't help but be angry and shouted loudly: "Are you still warriors of the Great Huns? You don't even care about me!"

"The warriors of the Great Huns have always won one after another, and they have scattered one after another. Who cares about you?" The Duoluo tribes nearby heard it and complained in their hearts.

Duoluo's riding skills were quite good. He rushed straight to the north. Gongsun He chased him urgently, and from time to time on the way, he encountered Xieluo tribes standing in front of him, killing him without hesitation, delaying some time.

When they fled to the north, they had hope of survival. Duoluo was very happy and breathed a sigh of relief. However, he did not breathe a sigh of relief. He saw a Han army from the north rushing over and splashing large patches of ice chips. It was extremely spectacular, very beautiful, and amazing.

If it were normal, Duoluo would definitely cheer loudly. Even if the Huns were used to ice and snow, such a strange scene was rare. However, at the critical moment of life and death, he was not in the mood to appreciate such a magnificent scene. He shouted "Damn it", turned his horse's head and galloped south.

"Where to go!"

As soon as he turned his horse's head, Gongsun He arrived like a god. His scalp became numb and he cursed depressedly: "It's really a ghost!" He turned his horse's head and rushed west.

"Sir, help me!"

The scream sounded, and in the snow, a Hun, dressed in the maid's outfit, was running away desperately.

"Eagle slave?"

Duoluo's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the Eagle Nu in disbelief: "Are you dead?"

The Huns are nomadic peoples, they like hunting and have a special hobby for flying eagles and dogs. The Huns with a little status will have dog slaves who raise fierce dogs and eagles who raise eagles. When they encounter travel, flying eagles and dogs must be taken. This time, the prospects are bright, so the eagles and dog slaves will naturally follow.

"Sir, help me!" The Eagle Slave was furious as if a man fell into the water caught a straw.

There were several cages beside the Eagle slave, with more than a dozen flying eagles inside, making panic-sounding sounds.

"Flying Eagle?" Duo Luo raised his eyebrows, and a light flashed in his eyes. He seemed to have thought of something, and rushed up with a slap in the back.

"Thank you for your help!" The Eagle Nu was extremely happy, his voice sharp and sharp.

"Go to die!"

The scimitar in Duoluo's hand appeared in a sword light. The Eagle's head flew into the air, and a tent of blood splattered far away. The Eagle's head fell heavily to the ground, his eyes wide open, and his eyes were full of horror. He didn't understand why Duoluo wanted to kill him until he died.

The body that had not yet fallen pointed at Duoluo with his right hand, which was a silent protest against Duoluo.

"You want to be a burden!" Duoluo snorted disdainfully. At such a critical moment of life and death, Duoluo would never be able to bring the Eagle Slave with him. In that case, he would not have any chance to survive.

Duoluo turned his head and saw a group of troops running around and rushing around, actually standing between Duoluo and Gongsun He. If Gongsun He didn't kill them all, he would not be able to catch up with Duoluo, so he could only roar and lead the Han army to rush over.

This is a good opportunity and should not be missed. Duoluo was overjoyed, grabbed the horse's hair, copied it on the horse's back, grabbed the eagle cages on the ground one by one, and placed it on the horse's back.

"Escape! Escape!"

Duoluo was furious and rushed to the west. He didn't rush far away, but saw a big banner with Li swaying in the wind. A powerful general under the banner, eight feet long, was Li Guang. He held a big yellow bow in his hand, and one bow and four arrows. The Huns were all dismissed one after another, and they were unstoppable.

Duoluo was afraid of Li Guang from the bottom of his heart, so he dared not rush over to die. He rode eastward with a round of horse heads. Before he could even go a mile away, he saw a big banner with a big banner. The veteran Cheng Buzhi was waving a sword in the ring to command the Han army to rush. Under his command, the Han army was like a tiger in a flock of sheep, unstoppable, and the Huns were harvesting for the Han army like straw.

He was afraid of Cheng not knowing this famous general, and he was not afraid of being too sharp. There was Gongsun He in the south, Li Guang in the west, Cheng not knowing in the east, and Wei Qing in the north. He was in a situation of being surrounded by enemies and could not escape.

Looking at the Han army that was surging like a tide, Duoluo couldn't help but have a thought of despair. He fought against the Han people all his life, but in the end, he surrounded the Han army and could not escape. This was something he had never thought of.

"Damn Han people!" Duo Luo cursed viciously: "It actually forced me into a desperate situation!"

Disdain, despair, unwillingness, and humiliation surged into his heart in an instant. I don’t know how many Han people he killed in his life. At that time, he was in high spirits and extremely happy. When bad luck came to him, he realized that death was so scared.

"I want to send a letter to the Great Chanyu and let the Great Chanyu avenge me!"

Duoluo's desperate eyes suddenly shot out two sharp lights. As long as the military minister Shanyu knew the news of the Han army heading north, he would definitely lead the Hun army to fight, and his revenge would be avenged.
To be continued...