Chapter 75: The Decisive Battle of Dragon City (III)

"Kunlun God, why don't you show your soul? Save me?"

"Great Maodun Shanyu, you can appear quickly!"

The desperate Huns were frightened and uneasy. While searching everywhere, they tried to find the tunnel that did not exist, while begging. Their begging voices were compassionate and miserable, and they had the power to tear people's hearts, making people feel sad.

Accompanied by the Huns' begging, there were also the screams of the Huns before they died. They were the last sound they made before they trampled, squeezed, and killed the Huns.

Begging, screaming, screaming, horse neighing, and rumors spread. The chaos of the Huns reached an unprecedented level. In the history of the Huns, the Huns had never been defeated in battle, and they had never been so panic.

"I am incompetent! I am incompetent!" Junchen Shanyu rode on a horse, surrounded by Yi Zhixie and a group of personal guards, and squeezed east and west in the chaotic stream of people, like a small boat in the waves, helpless. Seeing countless deaths and injuries in the Huns, Junchen Shanyu could not bear it even though he killed people and his heart was as hard as iron and stone, and he could not bear it and could not bear it.

The corpses on the ground were thick, with layers of relationships, dead bodies, broken limbs and broken arms, broken internal organs, flesh mud, and flowing blood. Such a miserable scene, although the military minister Shanyu fought countless times in his life, his chopped heads could pile into a mountain, it was still the first time he saw them in his life, which exceeded his psychological endurance.

Not only was Junchen Shanyu's heart bleeding, but Yi Zhixie and his personal guards were both shocked?

"Da Shanyu, don't blame yourself." Yi Zhixie's heart was pounding, and he had to express his words to comfort the military minister Shanyu: "As long as you find the Zhongxing, you can gather the army. If you gather the army, the Great Huns still have a chance of winning."

"What is the Bank of China? What is the Bank of China? Have you found the Bank of China?" When the Bank of China said, Junchen Shanyu couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope and asked in panic.

"I have not found it yet," the personal guard replied quickly.

"Go and look for it quickly! Go and look for it quickly!" Junchen Shanyu urged him.

Finding the Zhongxing theory and asking for advice is the most important thing for the Huns at the moment. However, the defeat was like a mountain. In such a chaotic army, it was not easy to find the Zhongxing theory. It took two hours, but the Zhongxing theory was still not found.

Without the Bank of China's thinking tank, Junchen Shanyu felt helpless and hung his head, and there was no way to imagine.

Junchen Shanyu had a gloomy face and clenched his fists tightly. Yi Zhixie and the others dared not show up.

Suddenly, Junchen Shanyu pulled the reins and stopped. The light flashed in the tiger's eyes. His right hand slapped his forehead and screamed: "Oh! Ben Shanyu was so scared that he didn't even expect this idea."

"Da Shanyu, what's the idea?" Yi Zhixie asked carefully without understanding.

"What else can I do? Of course, it's about gathering the army!" Junchen Shanyu's face finally felt a little joy: "This is harder to say, but it is not necessarily difficult. Hurry up, pull up the king's flag! You yell loudly: Under the sun and the moon, above the desert, the kings of the kings, and the Great Khan of the Great Huns are here!"

"oops!"

Yi Zhixie is an absolutely smart person. When he thought about it, he understood that doing so is the best way to deal with it now. He shouted loudly: "Roar! Roar! Roar loudly!"

The personal guards raised the king's flag and roared: "Under the sun and the moon, above the desert, the kings of the kings, and the Great Khan of the Great Huns are here!"

They yelled loudly, their faces were red and their necks were thick, but their voices were not as loud as the rioters' shouts, and they were drowned and had no effect.

"Rise the fire!" Junchen Shanyu raised his eyebrows and had an idea again.

The guards hurriedly brought the tilled tent, found some firewood, and raised a pile of fire. In a hurry, the firewood found was too little, and it would be extinguished after burning for a long time. Junchen Shanyu gritted his teeth and ordered the guards to bring the body and pile it into the fire as firewood.

The ground was covered with corpses, and the firewood was ready-made. The guards tried hard to bring the corpses, which made the fire rise particularly vigorously. The fire was shining in the sky, and you could see it from a distance.

At this time, the sky was already dark, the fire was particularly conspicuous, and the Huns could not help but pay great attention.

This was a good opportunity to seize the eyes. Junchen Shanyu's eyes rolled and he immediately had an idea: "Come on horse's breasts!"

The horse's breasts are both drinks and wine, which can quench thirst and intoxicate. They are the most common food in the Huns. Everyone has it. The personal guards hurriedly brought the horse's breasts and presented them to the Junchen Shanyu.

Junchen Shanyu took it in his hand, raised the leather bag in his hand towards Yi Zhi and said, "Zuo Xianwang, come and have a good time with my Shanyu!"

"ah!"

A sound of surprise sounded, and Yi Zhixie and his personal guards looked at Junchen Shanyu in confusion.

"Da Shanyu, what time is this? Do you still have the mood to drink?" Yi Zhixie was dissatisfied and complained.

"Zuo Xianwang, you don't know this. The more we are at this time, the more calm we need!" Junchen Shanyu pointed at the messy Xiongnu and said, "At this moment, we can only attract their attention with unusual actions. Only when they notice us can they calm down."

The chaos in Longcheng was a mess, and the personal guards shouted to the throat, without any effect. If they could not win by surprise, the Huns would have no hope. They raised the fire and came to drink again, so they showed calmness, and maybe they would have a miraculous effect.

Yi Zhixie's smart man, who was so smart, immediately understood and praised him: "The Great Shanyu is wise! He is wise!" He snatched the leather bag from his personal guard and drank it against the Junchen Shanyu.

Junchen Shanyu's idea was absolutely wonderful. The two of them stood and drank a lot of wine, which really attracted the attention of the nearby Xiongnu. At first, the Xiongnu were just curious and just glanced at it. After a while, more and more people were paying attention, and gradually, they were influenced by Junchen Shanyu and began to calm down.

"It really works miraculously!"

Yi Zhixiong praised loudly, his thumb was so high that he almost pierced the sky.

"Dance! Dance!" Seeing that his actions played a role, Junchen Shanyu came up with another plan to maximize the effect of this method.

"Sing! Sing!" Yi Zhixie hurriedly added.

Junchen Shanyu held the leather bag in his hand, sang loudly, and danced the Xiongnu dance.

"Sing! Dance!" Yi Zhi roared and joined the singing and dancing team.

The personal guards were not as smart as them, and they didn't understand why, but under the strict orders of Junchen Shanyu and Yi Zhixie, they had to sing and dance.

The personal guards couldn't believe the role of singing and dancing. The singing trembled and the dance movements were stiff, which was very ugly and ugly.

"You are so sad?" Junchen Shanyu rolled his tiger's eyes and his eyes were lit up: "If you sing happily, you will be like a big victory! If you sing like this, why don't you sing people's hearts apart?"

"Da Shanyu, we want to be happy, but at this time, can we be happy?" The guard muttered, but he did not dare to say it, so he could only pull his throat and sing hard.

Under the supervision of Junchen Shanyu, the personal guards dared not not pretend to be happy. Their singing sounded better and they had a sense of joy.

The Huns nearby were already in a state of turmoil, and with this singing and dancing, they became quiet. They looked at Junchen and Shanyu, and they didn't understand why.

"It's done!" Junchen Shanyu was very happy and shouted: "Zhou Yang was captured alive by Ben Shanyu, and Ben Shanyu was going to offer his head to the great Kunlun God!"

This was obviously a lie. The Huns didn't believe it, and just looked at the Junchen Shanyu who was jumping around.

"Da Shanyu, this lie is too big!" Yi Zhixie's heart was pounding, and he hurriedly reminded him in a low voice.

"The Zuo Xian King doesn't have to worry. In the words of the Han people, lies are said more often, which is the truth!" Junchen Shanyu didn't care: "The first time this Shanyu said, they didn't believe it, so we would say it a few more times until they believed it!"

"Gugu!" Yi Zhi made a strange gurgling sound in his throat. Of course he understood this truth, but at this moment, this lie might not be effective. It was clearly Zhou Yang who led the Han army to fight the Huns and had no way to escape. Whoever believed that this was true would kick the donkey in the head.

"I've seen the Great Shanyu!" At this moment, Ruo Houchan led a group of wizards and squeezed in under the escort of a group of soldiers and saluted the Junchen Shanyu.

When he saw the wizards Ruo Houchan, Junchen Shanyu's eyes lit up and he said happily: "You are here just in time! Dance the sacrifice dance quickly. This Shanyu is going to offer Zhou Yang's head to the great Kunlun God!"

"Zhou Yang's head?" Ruo Hou Chan was surprised. Zhou Yang's head was obviously growing on Zhou Yang's neck. How did you offer it to the Kunlun God?

"Of course there is no Zhou Yang's head. As long as you wizards sing and dance hard, they will believe it!" Junchen Shanyu waved his right hand and shouted: "Sing quickly! Dance quickly! The danger of the Great Huns is in your singing and dancing!"

"Gugu!" Ruo Houchan and his wizards made a strange sound. Junchen Shanyu's words were so crazy. Wasn't he lying in person?

"Quick!" Junchen Shanyu shouted violently, like a thunderclap. Ruohou's scalp was numb, and he had to dance and sing a song with his throat.

His heart was pounding, and he was almost popping out of his chest. He didn't believe it even if he killed him, as such a lie would have any effect.

Under the strict order of the Junchen Shanyu, the wizards danced the sacrificial dance in fear and sang hymns, as if they were about to sacrifice.

Wizards have a transcendent status among the Huns. They are the most respected group of people, although they have no power. They sing and dancing so hard have an incredible effect on the Huns. The Huns, who originally did not believe, gradually their confidence was a little shaken and they muttered to themselves, could they really capture Zhou Yang alive?

Just when the Huns were shocked and disbelief, the military minister Shanyu made a new move, pointed his right hand at a personal guard and said, "You, come and pretend to be Zhou Yang!"

"The big Shanyu, the small one is Zhou Yang!" The personal guard hurriedly retreated.

"Just cover your head!" Once Junchen Shanyu calmed down, his ideas were to be one after another, which was shocking.

Yi Zhi waved his hand and several guards rushed forward, pressed the guard down, covered the guard's head with a fur, and tied it with a rope.

Junchen Shanyu looked at it briefly and felt that it was not enough. He asked his personal guard to drag the personal guard on the ground for a few times, making him covered in blood and blood condensed on his body, making him look like a demon with a bloody ice sculpture, which was very terrifying.

"Turn it out and let them see!" Junchen Shanyu waved his right hand and shouted: "Catch Zhou Yang alive! Capture Zhou Yang alive!"

Yi Zhixie personally escorted the fake Zhouyang, and the guards led the way and walked around the crowd. The nearby Huns saw the military minister Shanyu committing fraud with their own eyes and they didn't believe it at all.

However, the Huns in the distance did not see it, and did not know the truth. When they saw King Zuo Xian leading someone to escort someone, their figure was similar to Zhou Yang's. They thought they were almost inseparable, and they couldn't help but believe it.

"Catch Zhou Yang alive!"

"Catch Zhou Yang alive!"

The roar rang over and over again, becoming louder and louder, and filled with joy, because more and more Huns believed it.

Zhou Yang is the most terrifying enemy of the Huns. He captured him alive. How could the Huns not be ecstatic? They were all afraid of being swept away, and they all cheered.

In the dark night, the cheers of the Huns were heard, which was particularly loud.

Lies become truth only depend on how many times they are. As the saying goes, lies become facts. So many Xiongnu believe that those Xiongnu who saw the military ministers and Shanyu commit fraud with their own eyes gradually doubt their own eyes. Once they passed the battle, they believed it.

"What should I do if the Great Shanyu, the sacrifices and singing and dancing are over?" Ruo Houchan asked hurriedly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He is the younger brother of the old Shang Shanyu and the son of Maodun Shanyu. He is still clear-headed and will not blindly follow. If you cannot capture Zhou Yang alive, you can't explain this kind of thing now.

"What else do you do? Just cut it off!" Junchen Shanyu said calmly.

"Cutted?" Ruohouchan was unknown.

Junchen Shanyu waved his hand, and Yi Zhi came over with the unlucky guard. Junchen Shanyu pulled out his scimitar, flapped his wrist, and a beautiful sword flower appeared and roared: "Zhou Yang, you kill the warriors of my Great Huns, damn! Hateful! If you fall into the hands of Ben Shanyu, Ben Shanyu will spare you!"

"Big..." Although the guard couldn't see it, he felt something was wrong. He opened his mouth and was about to yell, but he never had a chance again.

A head rolled to the ground, Junchen Shanyu held the scimitar that was still dripping blood and shouted: "Press up Zhou Yang's head and let the warriors of the Great Huns take a good look!"

This matter was too important. Yi Zhi acted glancingly, pushed up his fur-covered head, and led a team of personal guards to run around the Huns, proclaiming loudly: "Zhou Yang is awarded the title! Zhou Yang is awarded the title the title the title!"

"Zhou Yang is awarded the title!"

"Zhou Yang is awarded the title!"

The Huns let out a shocking roar, and everyone cheered and excited.

In the dark night, it is hard to tell whether it is true or false. Who can tell whether it is true or false? As long as there is something happening, you will catch the wind and shadow. The Huns thought that they finally escaped death. They were overjoyed, hugged each other and cried, and their joy enveloped Longcheng.

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"Zhou Yang is awarded the title!"

"Zhou Yang is awarded the title!"

In order to defeat the Huns, all the Han soldiers learned the Huns' words and understood it as soon as they heard it. The cheers of the Huns made the Han soldiers startled to wonder.

"The handsome man is really dead?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"I saw the Grandmaster just now!"

"It's just now, it's just now!"

The Han soldiers heard it and were shocked in their hearts, and couldn't help but guess.

We can't blame the soldiers of the Han army. The joy contained in the cheers of the Huns makes people dare not doubt it and have to believe it. The joy of the Huns is definitely true, but the fact that Zhou Yang gave the head is fake.

"Master, listen! Listen!" Zhou Yang rode his horse and happened to meet Li Guang. The horse whip in Li Guang pointed at Longcheng and said angrily: "The Huns are talking nonsense! The Master is so good, how could there be unexpected things?"

"Haha!" Zhou Yang pricked up his ears, heard the cheers of the Huns sincerely, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Master, are you still happy?" Li Guang complained loudly: "The Huns are cursing the Master!"

"Curse me?" Zhou Yang laughed: "When will the Huns not curse me? When will they not curse me?"

Zhou Yang is the most terrifying enemy of the Huns. There are so many Huns who cursed Zhou Yang. At that time, there were no Huns praying to the great Kunlun god to show their powers and kill Zhou Yang?

"You..." Li Guang asked Zhou Yang with a word without a word.

"Don't be upset by the Flying General!" Zhou Yang smiled and praised: "This Shanyu is really not simple. Even the gods must respect him if they commit fraud to this level!"

"Master, what do you think you should do? If this continues, first, the morale of the Huns will rise, that would be amazing! Second, this will confuse our military morale!" The safety of the commander is related to the overall situation. Zhou Yang's life and death matter is too important. Although this is fake, the soldiers don't know that Li Guang's words are too reasonable.

"It's okay!" Zhou Yang didn't take it seriously: "It's not true, nor is it true! Let's expose Shanyu's lies! Raise the torch, be brighter, and find some people with loud voices."

This matter was too urgent, and Li Guang did not dare to take it off, so he went to handle it, and he completed it only when he was just a movie.

"Brothers: The Huns said I was dead, who do you think I am?" Zhou Yang rode the Fengqiao Joker and came to the front of this Han army.

"Master General, the Huns are lying!" Zhou Yang stood in front of them alive, who dared not believe it?

"Yes! The Huns are lying. Let's expose the Huns' lies and let the Huns cry!" Zhou Yang waved his hand and led the Han army toward the Huns. Li Guang hurriedly rode a horse and followed.

As he approached the Huns, Zhou Yang waved his right hand and shouted: "Roar to me: Zhou Yang is here, don't talk nonsense!"

"Zhou Yang is awarded the title!"

The Huns cheered loudly, roaring like thunder. Zhou Yang and the others roared hard, but they could not drown the cheers of the Huns.

"Cum!" Li Guang waved his right hand and ordered loudly without waiting for Zhou Yang to give the order.

The Han army bent its bow and arrows and shot them at the Huns. After the arrow rain, the Huns died and injured a lot, and finally saw the Han army.

"Zhou Yang is here, don't talk nonsense!"

This time, the Huns could understand the roar of the Han army. After seeing again, Zhou Yang was not on the chasing Feng, who else could there be?

"Zhou Yang is here! Zhou Yang is here!"

All the Huns were shocked and panic like a plague, quickly covering the Huns, and their hearts were broken.

To attract the attention of these Xiongnu, Zhou Yang waved his hand and led the Han army to the next place. After a rain of arrows, the Xiongnu would be in panic and roar: "Zhou Yang is here! Zhou Yang is here!"

"Zhou Yang is here, don't talk nonsense!"

Some of the Huns were even more frightened and learned from the Han army.
Chapter completed!