Chapter 76 Blood! Blood! Blood! (Central)

Zhou Yang was the most terrifying enemy of the Huns and the commander of the Han army. He actually came to Maodun's grave. Who else could he have if his purpose was not the military minister Shanyu?

Capturing the thief and capturing the king. Although the Han army was sure to win this battle, if they could take the lead in dealing with the military minister Shanyu, the benefits were still very obvious, which would shatter the last bit of hope and sustenance of the Huns. Any commander, who is in Zhou Yang's position, would do this.

The military minister Shanyu and the ministers became more and more reasonable as they thought about it, their hearts were beating wildly, and their hearts were almost popping out of their chests.

How could they know that Zhou Yang came to kill him not for the Junchen Shanyu, but for the best command. If it were in other situations, the importance of Junchen Shanyu was self-evident, and it would be better for the Han army to deal with him first. However, in Longcheng and in the numerous sieges of the Han army, Junchen Shanyu was still quite important, but not as important as other situations.

During the Han army's siege, Junchen Shanyu had no wings and could not escape. It was a matter of time before he could catch him. Why bother to hurry up? If Zhou Yang wanted to choose between Junchen Shanyu and the command of the entire army, Zhou Yang would choose to command the entire army rather than Junchen Shanyu. Anyway, Junchen Shanyu could not escape, as long as he killed all the Huns, he could catch Junchen Shanyu. It was Zhou Yang's responsibility to make the Han army less casualties. It was not for a military minister Shanyu that the Han army could pay more than a military minister Shanyu.

This is just a coincidence. Zhou Yang didn't even know where Junchen Shanyu was. It was not that Zhou Yang didn't want to figure out the location of Junchen Shanyu, but that he couldn't do it because the Han army could not reconnaissance.

The Huns surrounded by the Han army were so hungry that they were skin and bones. The Han army was as fierce as a tiger and powerful as a tiger. If the Han army was sent to reconnaissance, the Huns could see through it at a glance, increasing unnecessary casualties. Therefore, Zhou Yang did not send the Han army to reconnaissance, but only ordered the Han army to guard the city walls and not let a single Hun go.

"Where is it?" After a long time, Junchen Shanyu finally woke up, suppressed his fear, opened his eyes wide and looked around.

"The Great Shanyu, there! Look, that's Zhou Yang, Zhou Demon!" The guard pointed at the Han army who was rushing, with a look of panic on his face, and finally screamed, destroying Zhou Yang as a demon.

Looking in the direction of the guard's finger, a team of Han soldiers were rushing bravely. The Han soldiers were extremely tall, like an iron tower, extremely fierce and majestic. They held a Mo sword in their hands and were harvesting the lives of the Huns.

The Mo Dao kept lifting it up and then slashed it hard. Every time it was chopped down, there would be minced meat, broken internal organs, and surging blood. The Huns were so hungry that they had no strength, and they could not escape if they wanted to escape. They could only watch the Han army's Mo Dao chopped itself into pieces.

The modao slashed, it was so cold that this was the last thought of the Huns.

Junchen and Shanyu saw it, as if the Mo Dao was not slashing on the Huns, but on their hearts. They were all frightened and their souls were shattered and their courage was scattered.

What scared them even more was that a large Zhou flag fluttered in the wind, stretching like a painting, making a crisp sound of frightening. This sound was powerful and powerful, exciting and passionate. However, Junchen and Shanyu heard it in their ears, and it was like thunder roaring in their ears, trembling in their heads.

They were not afraid of this sound, but their general. This general was not as strong as Li Guang, nor had a floating beard. He was handsome and handsome, which made people feel good at seeing him. However, at this time, the general's face was cruel, with blood-red eyes, and a fierce light, like a ferocious beast.

This person is not Zhou Yang, who else can there be? At the last moment of the Huns, Zhou Yang, the commander of the Han army, who can not be afraid?

If the Huns had the power to fight, they would naturally not be afraid of Junchen Shanyu's courage. Unfortunately, the Huns had no power to fight back. If Junchen Shanyu had the delusion of fighting, the result would be destined and he would have humiliated himself.

The only thing I can do now is to escape and escape from this place quickly.

"Da Shanyu, hurry up and leave!"

"You can't let Zhou Yang surround the foot of the mountain!"

The ministers urged each other in a row, with panic on their faces and fear in their eyes.

"You go, you go! This is the place where the great Maodun Chanyu buried his bones, and it cannot be in the hands of the Han army! We should fight to the death to defend the great Maodun Chanyu!" The military minister Shanyu was extremely unwilling to give up, glanced at the ministers and started to drink sharply.

The military minister Shanyu was not a show, but really had this intention. The reason was nothing else. Maodun Shanyu had always been the spiritual pillar of the Huns. Maodun's grave was there, and the Huns could still have a hint of sustenance. If they were even lost, the Huns would be completely finished.

"This..." Yi Zhixie understood the idea of ​​Junchen Shanyu, but if he wanted to defend Maodun Shanyu's grave, he had to have strength. With the current combat power of the Huns, he was no match for the Han army at all, and he could not protect Maodun's grave.

"The Great Chanyu, we will not help us stay here. Not only will we not be able to protect the great Maodun Chanyu's grave, but we will also bring us in."

After Yi Zhixie weighed the pros and conscientiously persuaded him carefully: "This is of no benefit. As long as the Great Shanyu is there, the Great Xiongnu will still have hope. Until the last moment, we will not be able to see the conclusion. Great Shanyu, please think twice!"

"Ben Shanyu said he would not leave!"

Junchen Shanyu was really arrogant. It was not that he did not understand the pros and cons, but that he felt uncomfortable. As the leader of the Huns, if he lost Maodun Shanyu's grave, he would be embarrassed and lose all the money he could. Although he was in a difficult situation, he still had one thing, that was Maodun's grave and the spiritual sustenance of the Huns, he felt a little better.

"Please leave the Great Chanyu!"

Yi Zhizhi looked at the Han army. The Han army was already very close. If they did not leave, the Han army surrounded the foot of the mountain and they would not be able to escape. Even if they escaped for the time being, they would not be able to escape. But who would give up this hope? Yi Zhixie had to make a quick decision and decided to force the military minister Shanyu to escape.

The personal guard wanted to say this, rushed up, regardless of the situation, and set up the military minister Shanyu and rushed down the mountain.

"Go away!"

The ministers fled down the mountain as if they were amnesty. At this moment, I don’t know where they had the strength to escape quickly. People always do unexpected things in danger, and this is not bad at all.

"That's the Shanyu!" Zhang Tong was the first to find that Junchen Shanyu was squeaked away by others, as if a greedy cat saw a salted fish. He screamed in excitement. The sword in his hand was raised high, and he wished he could split Junchen Shanyu into pieces immediately.

"It's really Shanyu!" Zhou Yang did not expect that he would meet Junchen Shanyu here. Then he thought that this was Maodun's grave. Junchen Shanyu was desperate and it was reasonable to come here to seek spiritual anesthesia.

"Hurry! Capture the Shanyu alive!" Without Zhou Yang's order, Zhang Tong rushed forward with the Mo Dao, as brave as a tiger.

The soldiers of the Han army had discovered the military ministers and Shanyu. They were all excited like tigers seeing lambs. They shouted "Catch Shanyu alive", holding the sword, and rushed up as if flying.

If you can capture the military minister Shanyu alive, it is not only a matter of great merit, but also because it is supreme glory. There is only one Shanyu, and many people want to capture him alive but cannot be obtained. If you can make this merit, it is no need to say that you will be awarded a marquis and rewarded, but also because this is an event that has never been seen in the ages and has great significance. Who can not think about it?

Not to mention that the soldiers were very excited, even Zhou Yang was moved. He waved his ring-headed sword and slapped the Fengqiao, and rushed forward first, yelling: "Catch Shanyu alive!"

"Catch Shanyu alive!" Junchen Shanyu has heard this many times, but he has not made him frightened as he saw. In the past, it was just a motivating statement from the Han army, but now it is a fact. If it is not good, he will really capture the Han army alive. How can he not be afraid?

"Go away! Go away!" At this moment, the military minister Shanyu was both depressed, like a dog who was a betrayed family. He still remembered the defense of Maodun's grave. He yelled, spread his legs, and ran away as fast as a rabbit.

I don’t know how Junchen and Shanyu did it, but they actually escaped quickly and were almost able to catch up with the galloping horse. Even so, it was not as fast as Zhou Yang. Soon, Zhou Yang chased him. Looking at Zhou Yang getting closer, Junchen and Shanyu looked dark. That was the most terrifying enemy of the Huns, and he had to be afraid.

"The Great Shanyu, there are many people there, go quickly!" The Zhonghang said with a sharp eye and found that there were many Huns in front of him, so he hurriedly reminded him.

Longcheng is flat and unobstructed. It is not ordinary to get rid of the pursuers. It is very difficult. Only now is the only way to get into places with a large population. Junchen Shanyu rushed towards the crowd without thinking.

"Don't come over! Don't come over!" The Huns who were hugging each other saw it and were shocked in their hearts.

A team of Han soldiers behind them were chasing them. If Junchen Shanyu and others came over, it would be a disaster. Although it was only a matter of time to die under the sword of the Han army, who would want to die early? Even if it was a moment of survival, it was extremely precious.

"This is the Great Shanyu, you can protect the Great Shanyu!" A minister immediately raised his airs and yelled.

It was natural for the Xiongnu to protect the Khan, and the premise was that it was under normal circumstances. At present, it was not normal. Junchen Shanyu had no prestige, and his orders had long been unworkable. In the minds of the Xiongnu, Junchen Shanyu was at the same level as Air, and it was dispensable. Who would give up his life to protect him?

"The shitty Shanyu!"

"The Great Huns did not have such a cowardly Shanyu!"

It would be fine if the word "Bill of Lading" was not mentioned, but this time it caused a lot of abuse. Some of the Huns even pulled out a scimitar and held it tightly in their hands, waiting intently: "If you dare to come over, I will kill you!"

"Yes! Kill this shitty dog ​​Shanyu!" The Huns agreed loudly. The voices came one after another, like thunder.

"This..." Junchen Shanyu's prestige among the Huns was reduced to a minimum. He had already expected that it was not expected that it would be so low that the Huns treated him as an enemy.

In the history of the Huns, which Shanyu was regarded as an enemy? Touman Shanyu was defeated by Hetao, and the Huns suffered heavy losses. The Huns did not regard him as an enemy, but they still respected him as the Shanyu.

The military minister Shanyu set a precedent and became the first Shanyu in the history of the Huns to not recognize!

This is betrayal, naked betrayal!

Betrayal is the most untolerant thing for any monarch, whether it is the emperor of the Han Dynasty or the Shanyu of the Xiongnu. The Shanyu, the military minister, couldn't help but get angry, pulled out his scimitar, and shouted fiercely at the Xiongnu: "You dare to be hostile to Ben Shanyu, Ben Shanyu wants to kill you!"

"The Great Huns' Khan has always led the Great Huns' warriors to kill the Han people and lose their armor and have no power to fight back. Is there a Chanyu like you?"

"If you don't dare to kill the Han people, just kill only the warriors of the Great Huns. Are you embarrassed?"

The Huns all blamed each other, full of dissatisfaction, anger, and disdain.

This was obviously an angry remark, but Junchen Shanyu heard it in his ears, his body was stiff and he couldn't make a sound, and he could not answer in words. When he pointed the butcher knife at his compatriots, Junchen Shanyu was not the first person. Whenever the Huns failed, they had to use this to reduce their burden and seek a chance to survive.

However, no Shanyu, like him, aimed the butcher knife again and again at the Xiongnu, and fought against the Xiongnu, killing the blood and corpses piled up like mountains. In this case, the military minister Shanyu was definitely the first Shanyu in the history of the Xiongnu.

He felt a lot of grievances and was unwilling to let him say it, as if he had blocked something. Although the military minister Shanyu had ten thousand statements, they were all pale and powerless, and could not lead the Huns to become powerful, but to decline. It was not to let the Huns live a good life like heaven, but to make their lives unsafe. As the Shanyu, he had an uncontrollable responsibility.

"You are right! I am ashamed of my ancestors!" The military minister Shanyu actually bowed to the angry Xiongnu and confessed his guilt.

This made the Huns stunned for a moment. They still said in a disdainful tone: "It's useless to confess your guilt! Who believes it?"

"If you truly regret it and go to kill Zhou Yang, we will recognize you, Shanyu!"

"The Great Khan of the Great Huns is invincible and can take the heads of the general among the ten thousand troops! If you can't do it, you are not worthy of being the Great Huns' Chanyu!"

Isn’t it difficult to take Zhou Yang’s head? The military minister Shanyu always thought about cutting Zhou Yang’s head, but he just couldn’t do it. It was impossible to do it at this time. The Huns were just making things difficult and looked gloating.

Unexpectedly, Junchen Shanyu turned around and shouted: "Zhou Yang, come and take your life!" He spread his legs and rushed towards Zhou Yang. The scimitar in his hand was raised high, emitting a cold light.

At this moment, the military minister Shanyu was in a state of distress. The Huns did not recognize him, the Shanyu. He was humiliated, sad, angry, and unwilling to tell others, and could only swallow the bitterness. He couldn't help but think of Zhou Yang, the most terrifying enemy of the Huns. Compared to the Huns who betrayed him, Zhou Yang was still more cute, although not too many.

He went to take Zhou Yang's head, which was just a self-destruction. However, this would give him glory. Later generations would say that Junchen Shan died under the enemy's sword, rather than being hacked to death by the Huns for killing each other.

In desperation, Junchen Shanyu decided to leave a little glory and a little courage for himself. Only then did he know that it was impossible to cut off Zhou Yang's head, but he rushed towards Zhou Yang.

Junchen Chan was determined to die, and his aura was stimulated. Although he was so thin that he was still powerful, like a tiger descending a mountain, a momentum of unyielding emerged. If there were mountain of swords and seas of fire in front of him, he would have rushed forward without hesitation.

"Great Shanyu, no!" Zhongxing said that he was about to pounce on him and held Junchen Shanyu's right leg desperately.

"Great Shanyu, no!" Yi Zhixie and the others exclaimed, rushed up and hugged Junchen Shanyu.

"Let go! Let go! I can't die in humiliation! I want to pursue my glory!" Junchen Shanyu kept struggling and roared.

"Quick! Get out!" Yi Zhixie understood Junchen Shanyu's mood very much. He waved his hand and ordered loudly. After getting the order, he raised Junchen Shanyu and left.

"Get out of the way!" Yi Zhi waved his scimitar and walked in front, with his eyes wide open and shouted at the Huns. Looking at his appearance, he was extremely angry. If the Huns did not allow him, he would definitely kill him.

Yi Zhixie, the Left King, had a high prestige among the Huns. The Huns were extremely disappointed with Junchen Shanyu, and they couldn't help but pin their hopes on Yi Zhixie. They still dared not disobey his orders, so they had to make way for Yi Zhixie and the others to pass. Junchen Shanyu and his party had just passed, and the Huns behind rushed over and blocked the path.

The Han army rushed from four directions, east, west, south, north and north. At the beginning, the Huns were very numb and did not have the strength to escape, and only a few people were on the run. However, the Han army's killing was too powerful and extremely cruel, which was much more terrifying than the Huns' chopping and slaughtering. The Huns couldn't help but be scared and began to rush towards the core of Longcheng. At this time, there were no less than hundreds of thousands of Huns crowded here.

The influx of Junchen and Shanyu was just a drop of water in the vast ocean. It was really not easy to find them and chase them.

Zhou Yang had no choice but to pull the reins of the horse, stopped, changed his mind, and shouted: "Zhang Tong listened to the order: You lead the army to chase the monarch and ministers of the Shanyu. Remember, Shanyu, Zhongxing said that you must capture it alive! If the rest can be captured, you can capture it. If you cannot capture it alive, you will be killed!"

"promise!"

Zhang Tong received the order loudly and was very happy. This was the most beautiful errand in the world. He could not help but sing a hymn: "It's still my brother-in-law who cares for my brother-in-law! I gave me such a beautiful errand!"

This is something that can't be fought with, and even Ba Ganzi can't fight. He is actually related to relatives. He is closest to him, and Zhou Yang doesn't transfer him to chase and kill Junchen Shanyu. Who else can he send?

"Master, where are you?" Zhang Tong felt happy, but was a little puzzled.

"I will continue to command." Zhou Yang was a little unwilling to accept: "It is very important to chase Shanyu! However, command is more important. On the battlefield, no one can tell what changes have happened, so we have to guard against it!"

"The general is wise and never forgets the life and death of his brothers!" Zhang Tongzan said, directing the Han army to chase after him.

Zhou Yang slapped his horse on the back, and the Feng-chasing horse made a niggling sound and ran towards the foot of the mountain. He soon arrived at the foot of the mountain and went up the top of the mountain along the steps. As soon as he climbed to the top of the mountain, he saw a crystal tombstone with strange symbols on it. Behind the tombstone is a huge tomb, which is the place where Maodun Shanyu buried his bones.

On the top of the mountain, the Han army had been on guard here, and the drummers were placing war drums. Zhou Yang wanted to command here, and this war drum was indispensable. The soldiers were placing war drums while talking loudly.

"Old thief Maodun, it's so hateful!"

"He surrounded Emperor Gaozu and humiliated Emperor Gao, and was the enemy that China hates the most!"

"Now, the commander is directing the battle to destroy the Huns in front of his grave. The old thief knows it underground, but I wonder what he thinks?"

"He will definitely be so angry that he will die of anger, and live again, die again!"

"You are right!" Zhou Yang flew off the horse and shouted: "I will command the battle to destroy the Huns on the grave of the old thief Maodun. Let the old thief Maodun come alive and be angry to death!"

He strode over and went up to Maodun's grave, stepped on the grave with his right foot and the tombstone with his left foot, and ordered loudly: "Beat the drum!"
Chapter completed!