Chapter 75: The Doomsday Arrives (Nine)

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The Huns were so hungry that they had no strength. The end of the Huns had arrived, and the final victory of the Han Dynasty was about to be achieved!

This is not only the victory of the Han Dynasty, but also the victory of China! In the thousands of years of war, countless passionate patriots and countless heroes galloped on the battlefield. Their long-cherished wish was to defeat the Huns and restore peace to China! Unfortunately, this long-cherished wish was not successful, which made countless people hate it!

At present, this victory is about to become a reality, not to mention how excited Li Guang and the others are. Their eyes are filled with tears, their faces are red, their fists are clenched, and their bodies are shaking slightly!

After waiting for a thousand years, they did not miss the opportunity they had come. They seized the opportunity and were about to fulfill the ambitions of their ancestors. Who can not be excited?

The most exciting thing is not Li Guang and Cheng who fought with the Huns for a lifetime, but Zhou Yang. As a modern person, although Zhou Yang’s history is not good enough, he still knows that after the heavy blow of the Han Dynasty, the Huns no longer existed, and the word Huns only exists in historical books.

The battle he planned to attack the Huns was far more heavy than the historical strike! After this battle, the Huns had no power to fight and could no longer cause harm to the border. As for whether the Huns would exist only in historical books as they did in history, Zhou Yang did not doubt at all.

Over the long history of two thousand years, ethnic minorities in the north were very rampant. Some of these prosperous nomadic peoples even invaded the Central Plains. They no longer existed because they did not have advanced civilizations and assimilated the Chinese with advanced civilizations.

After the war ended, the Han Dynasty had to start working on was to assimilate the Huns. There was no difficulty in doing this.

All of this was written by Zhou Yang, planned by Zhou Yang, implemented by Zhou Yang, and realized by Zhou Yang. In this way, what regret does a man regret in life? Even if he dies on the battlefield, it is worth it! One thousand, ten thousand, it is worth it!

Zhou Yang's body shivered slightly, and tears in his eyes rolled around. If he hadn't forced himself to hold it up, he would have rolled down long ago.

Time passed by everyone's excitement. After a long time, Zhou Yang took a breath, forced himself to calm down, turned around, and said, "Go!" and walked away with big strides.

This is the most determined and confident step that Zhou Yang took when he came to the Han Dynasty!

Li Guang and the others suppressed their excitement, followed Zhou Yang closely, and came to the coach's tent. The coach's tent was still the same. During the day, it was the place where the generals discussed military aircraft and at night it was the place where they went to bed.

"Sit as you like!" Zhou Yang called all the generals to take their seats. Li Guang and the others were not polite, so they each found a seat to sit down.

Zhou Yang did not take his seat, but opened his eyes wide and glanced at the generals. The generals were energetic and excited, and clenched their fists, waiting for Zhou Yang to give the order.

"You all saw that the Huns were so hungry that they had no strength to swing their swords and could not kill them anymore. It was the time to give the Huns the last blow!" Zhou Yang spoke slowly in the expectation of the generals, his tone was extremely firm.

The generals had already seen the situation of the Huns, and there was no need for Zhou Yang to say it. However, as the commander, Zhou Yang was the planner of this war. His words were the conclusion, which was the end of the Huns. The generals heard it in their ears and were happy in their hearts, and they let out a cheerful laugh: "Haha!"

"This is the result of a thousand years of waiting! This is a rare opportunity. We must not miss it. We must deal with the Huns!" Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows, his eyebrows were all upwards, and he couldn't help but feel happy. His words were full of murderous aura.

"Master, please give the order!" Li Guang and the others pleaded in unison.

Zhou Yang did not immediately give an order as the generals expected, but asked: "The Huns are vulnerable. If we don't fight, we just need to surround them, and the Huns will starve to death sooner or later! Why do I still have to order an attack and give the Huns the last blow?"

"Master, do you still need to ask this? Of course we want to have a good time!" Li Guang clenched his fists, and used too hard, and a crisp sound of joints sounded: "I, Li Guang, have been waiting for this day for the rest of my life!"

"I have been waiting for all my life, and I, Cheng Buzhi!" Cheng Buzhi pointed his huge head and felt relieved.

The two of them fought with the Huns for a lifetime, and were always looking forward to breaking the Huns and preventing them from disturbing the border. Now, their long-cherished wish is about to become a reality, and they are so happy that they are no different from the roosters who jumped onto the beams and crowed.

"Yes!" Li Guang's words were immediately approved by the generals.

Although the Han Dynasty is sure to win this battle, there are regrets. That is, the Han army has never really killed a big shot, and the most tragic thing is to intercept the Huns. If at the last moment, let go of their hands and feet and carry out a massacre of the Huns, that would be happy, and that would be good!

"Happy?" Zhou Yang was a little surprised and said, "It's a pleasure to kill the Huns, but it's not the reason why I decided to give the Huns a final blow. Although the Huns were so hungry that they were powerless and unable to deal with the battle, there were too many unexpected things on the battlefield, and we would also pay a certain price. No more, three or two thousand people were killed or injured in battle."

No one can guarantee that the arrows will be fine on the battlefield. In this situation, although the Huns cannot resist the attack of the Han army, it is not a problem to release cold arrows. They can still shoot and injure many Han army. Tens of thousands are not necessarily the case, but there are still three or two thousand.

"Yes!" Li Guang frowned and asked, "Master, why do you want us to fight this last battle? If we don't want to pay the price, we will just surround us. Although the price is not too high, it's a death to die, and I will feel uncomfortable."

His words came to everyone's hearts. They were all passionate men who shared life and death on the battlefield. Whenever someone fell down, they felt uncomfortable. Although it was so pleasant to kill the Huns, they could still be restrained for the lives of the soldiers.

"The reason is that since ancient times, the way to govern chaos has been tolerated with both kindness and power, and to use both soft and hard!

Zhou Yang raised his head and his tone suddenly turned high: "Although the Huns are hateful, we cannot kill all the Huns. Therefore, after this battle, the Han Dynasty must use grace to win over the hearts of the Huns. Of course, before using grace, we must establish our authority first, make the Huns afraid. If the Huns mention the Han Dynasty, they must change their faces. If the Huns dare not betray them, they must kill them! Only when they shed enough blood and killed enough people will the Huns lose their courage! Only when the Huns will surrender to the Han Dynasty forever!"

Zhou Yang's words were too far-sighted. He used both kindness and power, and used both soft and hard. This was the fundamental reason why the Qin and Han Dynasties achieved great victory over the nomadic peoples, and finally even the Huns and Turks were assimilated.

Of course, the premise of using kindness is to establish authority, to make them afraid and not dare to rebel again. This is also the reason why Emperor Wu of Han resisted the opposition and insisted on strategic pursuit of the Huns after the "Decisive Battle in Mobei". It was under the strategic pursuit of the Han Dynasty that the Huns consumed all their powers and could no longer be able to become enemies with the Han Dynasty. Finally, he surrendered to the Han Dynasty during the reign of Emperor Xuan of Han.

"Great insight!Great insight!" The generals stood up and slapped in high-high praise.

"The reason why the Huns dared to offend the border was that they did not know the power of the Han Dynasty and thought that the Han Dynasty was bullied. They had only been causing trouble for decades!" Wei Qing analyzed loudly and said, "In this battle, the Han Dynasty took advantage of this to establish its authority! Although the Huns surrounded the Huns, the Huns could not help but die, and they would kill us, but they would still die. However, the deterrence to the Huns was completely different."

"That's right!" Li Guang took the conversation, and said like a loud bell, and then said: "Only when we kill the Huns, instead of starving the Huns, will the greatest shock to the Huns!"

"Yeah!" Cheng Buzhi and others nodded violently, agreeing with this.

"So, I decided that the Huns in Longcheng will kill them all regardless of gender, age and young!" Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows, his eyes were filled with sharp light, and his right hand was pressed tightly on the hilt of the knife. The sound was very sharp and harsh, and it could catch up with the eunuch's voice: "After this battle, the Huns will call the Han people a devil! You are all devils, that's right!"

"Kill!" The generals shouted in unison, like thunder thunder, with one word, murderous intent.

"Leave 50,000 troops to defend the city wall to prevent the Huns from escaping!" Zhou Yang pointed and began to make specific arrangements: "The remaining 200,000 troops are arranged into four armies, from four directions, east, west, south, north and south, and at the same time!"

Only by killing in this way can you kill the fastest and the generals will not have any objections.

"Tell my brothers, don't be ruthless!" Zhou Yang's voice was as thunderous as the generals' ears were buzzing: "Except for Shanyu, Zhongxing said that no living creature could be left in Longcheng! Any living thing will be killed!"

The Chanyu had to capture it alive, which was perfect! The Central Bank said that it was the one who was left to Empress Dowager Dou and was to be cut alive, so of course it was to capture it alive.

"No!" The generals agreed.

As soon as the order was passed, the soldiers cheered, and the things they had been looking forward to finally came.

"Long live the great man!"

"The Han army is mighty!"

A shocking roar sounded in Longcheng, and went straight to the ninth level of the sky, shaking the clouds shattered.

Teams of Han troops opened from the tent, everyone was wearing helmets and armor, and they were full of energy. The fierce fighting spirit made people feel palpitations.

"Climb the city wall and prepare for war!" As soon as Zhou Yang's order was passed, the Han soldiers began to climb the city wall, solemn and silent, only the whistling of the north wind.

At this moment, if you look from the air, you will see countless Han troops standing on the top of the city, with magnificent waves, extraordinary power, and fighting spirit. A massacre is about to begin.

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In the northwest corner of Longcheng, in front of the tomb of Maodun Shanyu.

The north wind is bitter, whistling by, whistling like a resentful woman crying, destroying her heart.

The military ministers, Shanyu and a group of ministers, knelt in front of Maodun’s grave. They were not worshiping Maodun’s grave, but crying; they were not only crying, but also crying sadly; they were not only sad, but also distraught!

"Woooooo!"

The crying of Junchen Shanyu and the others was like a wolf howl, sad and terrifying, making people creepy.

At this time, Junchen Shanyu was no longer a strong figure, but a thin dog, almost like a bamboo pole. He had a haggard face and was not as good as a human, and his eyes were deep. If he had not had that layer of human skin, he would definitely treat him as a skeleton.

Among so many Huns, who is the most painful? Needless to say, it must be the military minister Shanyu!

Because he was the Shanyu and the leader of the Xiongnu, he not only had to endure hunger, but also had to worry about the future of the Xiongnu and suffered great spiritual pain. As the Shanyu, he did not lead the Xiongnu to become powerful, but to perish. This was a huge blow to everyone, let alone the ambitious military minister Shanyu. He was extremely unwilling to give up and was anxious all the time.

At the beginning, although he was extremely anxious and knew that the situation of the Huns was extremely bad. However, at that time, the chaos was only the ordinary army, and he still had some hope, although the hope was not very big.

However, since Zhou Yang used mutton to dismantle the elites of our department, he has no reliance on anything. The elites of our department are the pillars of the Huns, and the pillars of the beams and pillars are broken. How can the building of the Huns not be overturned?

Since then, Junchen Shanyu suffered even more pain. He was always thinking about how to turn danger into safety, but there was no way to do it, and he could only spend it in anxiety.

As time passed, Junchen Shanyu's body was destroyed and his whole body was lost, which was no different from a bamboo pole.

A completely desperate person would call on the heavens and seek help from heaven. Of course, the military minister Shanyu did not shout to God, asking God to pity him, because in Longcheng, the Huns had a heaven, and this was Maodun Shanyu.

The helpless military minister Shanyu finally came to Maodun Shanyu's grave like a helpless child and cried: "Great Maodun Shanyu, why don't you protect the Great Huns? The Great Huns have no bright sunshine, only the hazy sky; the Great Huns have no cattle and sheep, only the cold wind as cold as a scimitar; the Great Huns have no courage..."

As he cried, the military minister Shanyu's resentment came up and he wanted to accuse the Huns of not having warriors. They could not say anything when they were talking to each other. The Huns were not without warriors, but because of the Shanyu, he had calculated everything, but he did not calculate it. The Han Dynasty would send troops during the national mourning period, and still send troops to Longcheng.

In the past, when he said that the Han army came to Longcheng, he thought it was a joke or nonsense. Now, after careful consideration, there are many clues. Although Zhou Yang carefully planned it, there were not many signs. However, there would be no news leaked on such a large-scale military operation.

I can only blame him for being too arrogant and thinking that he had 600,000 troops in his hands, or if he sent troops during the Han Dynasty's mourning period, he would definitely be able to fight the Han Dynasty without the power to fight back.

When things come, everything is so natural and there is a system to follow. Why didn’t you believe it at that time? Why was you so blindly confident at that time?

As long as he was a little clearer and paid more attention to it, the result would be very different. However, there was no medicine for regret in the world, and regret was of no use except to make Junchen Shanyu suffer more.

"Woooo!" Junchen Shanyu was so miserable that he didn't even complain, but only two lines of tears flowed.

It’s not that there is, it’s Zhou Yang. Zhou Yang is too cunning. He counts the military minister Shanyu everywhere. But that’s the enemy. What’s the use of resenting Zhou Yang? The more you resent, the happier Zhou Yang is. If the enemy complains, that’s Zhou Yang’s success!

Yi Zhixie said, Zhongxing said that the ministers could not even say anything comforted by accompanying the military minister Shanyu.

"Great Maodun Shanyu, grandson is sorry for you. He did not allow the glory of the Great Huns to continue. Grandson is not worthy of being the Shanyu!" The more the Junchen Shanyu complained, the less he was interested. He exerted his force and hit his head against Maodun's tombstone.

"Da Shanyu, no!" Yi Zhi knelt behind him, shocked, rushed forward, and hugged Junchen Shanyu desperately.

Although Yi Zhi took action in time, Junchen Shanyu's forehead still hit the tombstone, a hole was cracked, and blood gushed out like water, and a large pool of wet on the ground.

Looking at Junchen Shanyu's bleeding forehead, the ministers seemed to be vampires seeing blood, and their godless eyes suddenly shine. This is the best thing they have seen these days. It would be great if they could drink it into their stomachs!

At this time, Junchen Shanyu felt that he had no interest in life and was completely lost. Life was worse than death. If he died, death was the greatest relief. He struggled: "Let me go! Let me go!"

"Da Shanyu, you can't!" The ministers hurriedly comforted him. It was useless to persuade him after all. Who told the military minister that Shanyu had such a strong desire to seek death?

Just when the ministers were helpless, something unexpected happened to them.

"Language!" A sad neighing sound of war horses came, which attracted everyone to turn around. A group of elite soldiers from the headquarters were slaughtering the war horses at the foot of the mountain with scimitars.

"Great Shanyu, your horse!" the ministers screamed.

This is the mount of Junchen Shanyu, one of the few mounts surviving in the army. The Hun soldiers were so brave that they slaughtered Junchen Shanyu's war horse. This was really lawless! This also shows that Junchen Shanyu's prestige among the Huns was already pitiful. If the time was not right, he would have been overthrown long ago.

In the current dilemma, whoever seizes power will be trapped by his brain, and who will be willing to suffer this crime?

"Kill! Kill!" Junchen Shanyu saw it and moaned weakly.

The mount of the dignified Shanyu was slaughtered by others, and it was still the elite of the headquarters. For the Junchen Shanyu, this was like a loud slap in the face. He could only swallow his bitterness back into his stomach.

"Long live the great man!"

"The Han army is mighty!"

The ministers looked at the soldiers who were eating raw horse meat with their eyes shining brightly, and they wanted to divide them together. Just as they were admiring, a roar sounded soaring into the sky.

Junchen and Shanyu looked up, and when they saw it clearly, they couldn't help but get cold.

Maodun Cemetery is the highest point in Longcheng. Standing here, you can see clearly the situation in Longcheng. You can see countless Han soldiers, wearing helmets and armor, and driving up to the top of the city.

"Has Zhou Yang taken action?" The ministers sucked in cold air, and their souls burst into tears.

The Huns were in desperate situation, and Zhou Yang would definitely not let the Huns go. It would be a matter of time before they could take action. However, when this moment came, the Huns were still frightened, their hearts sinking, and their eyes turned black, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Their speculation was confirmed, and only the earth-shaking sound of war drums came from the top of the city: "Dongdong!"

The Huns have heard the sound of war drums of the Han army countless times, but they are not as thrilling as before and are scary.

This is the last blow to the Huns. This is not only their doomsday, but also their doomsday. After this battle, the Huns cannot continue. Although there are still many Huns scattered in the desert, they will definitely be brave and dare not be enemies of the Han Dynasty.

Furthermore, so many capable people in the Han Dynasty would not pursue them again?

Just when the Junchen and Shanyu were both devastated, the Han army on the top of the city leaped down, and they were all fierce, like tigers going down the mountain. Once they rushed to kill, how many people could survive the Huns?

The first one to jump down the city was Mo Dao Shu. After Mo Dao Shu jumped down, he began to arrange an array to cover the Han army behind him. Then the archers and cavalry entered Longcheng one after another.

Behind them are crossbowmen. A series of powerful crossbows moved from the top of the city to the bottom of the city, placing the local area, like an ancient ferocious beast, emitting a terrifying aura.

The Han army formed a formation very quickly and quickly listed four huge military formations.
Chapter completed!