"This is Dragon City--" Zhao He stood on a hill and looked at the city in the distance with interest in the distance of countless camps.

The concept of the city of nomadic people is indeed completely different from that of the farming people in the Central Plains. Such a city with only tents and no walls can only appear on the grassland in this era.

Behind Zhao He, the 70,000 Zhao cavalry were like a black tide, and the entire horizon was covered with black mass. No matter who saw it, it would bring great psychological pressure.

The enemy situation was obviously already seen in the camp that was closer to the Zhao army. Many people ran out of the camp to point fingers at the Zhao army and shouted, and some people rode on horses and fled in panic.

After half a month of long journey, Zhao He finally arrived at this land that he had never set foot in modern times.

To be fair, if we knew in advance that it was such a hard thing, it is indeed an unknown whether Zhao He would still be in charge of the army.

"This place must become the territory of our Chinese clan, whether it is now or in the future." Zhao He seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be talking to everyone present.

Next to Zhao She, Zhao She, the commander of the northern border cavalry of Zhao State, was also exhausted, but her face was obviously excited.

"King, judging from the size of this camp, it's great that at least 300,000 Huns gathered here this time!"

Zhao She was very excited. How many military achievements did these 300,000 Huns have!

This time I go back, I want to see how that guy Lian Po is bragging in front of this general!

Zhao He smiled and said, "Wait for a while."

Zhao She was obviously a little confused: "King, the Huns are not prepared now, and it is the best time to charge."

Zhao He smiled slightly and said, "I want to see if there are any Huns who will gather together to resist. This will make it more convenient to eliminate them."

As for escape? It is impossible for a large group of escapees on the grassland to get rid of the pursuit of the winners. As for the three or five who escaped sporadically, it all depends on the will of heaven.

Zhao He's words were indeed correct. A quarter of an hour later, the Hun cavalry continued to appear and gather.

However, what disappointed Zhao He was that the number of Hun cavalry gathered did not seem to be large, and it took half an hour to gather more than 20,000 and 30,000 troops.

Lan Qijiu's eyes moved around Hu Yanhe and Qiu Linbo, and finally couldn't help but say, "Where is that guy Subuqi?"

The three of them looked at each other and finally came to their senses: "This bastard actually ran away!"

Not only Subuqi, but also a large number of small and medium-sized Hun tribes were also covered with oil and did not participate in this dispatch of troops.

Hu Yanhe was furious: "This damn Subuqi, did he betray our entire Huns?"

Qiu Linbo's face was also extremely gloomy: "This old bastard originally thought he was just steady, but he didn't expect--"

Compared to the two who were gritting their teeth, Lan Qijiu's face was also ugly, but she soon sighed helplessly: "Don't worry about these things for now, the people of Zhao have already attacked!"

At the same time, Zhao He made a judgment: "It seems that the Huns should not be able to gather more troops."

This is the difference between the Huns and the Donghu before. In terms of their activity, the Huns are actually not inferior to the Donghu, but in terms of mobilization ability, the loose Hun tribal alliance and the Donghu with a king are much different.

Before this, Zhao He originally thought that at least 50,000 Hun cavalry would appear in front of him.

This situation was not something Zhao He liked to see. Zhao He originally planned to kill a generation of the Huns in one go, and the next generation would slowly cultivate and assimilate. However, now that the Huns have launched such a few troops, the subsequent collection and appeasement of the grassland will surely become a long-term thing.

Zhao He issued an order: "You can start charging. Remember, no one who dares to resist on horseback will leave a living."

Three arrows shot into the sky at the same time, and the large group of Zhao cavalry surged out of the Zhao army's main formation and swept towards the Hun cavalry in the distance.

Looking at the scene of thousands of troops charging in front of him, Zhao He had no fluctuations in his heart, and even yawned.

For Zhao He, the war has not been marching for the past half month, which has made him even more difficult.

In all aspects, the outcome of this war will not be unexpected, just as it would be impossible for the Western colonists to be defeated by several times its own indigenous people.

Today, Zhao He, a cavalryman in Zhao State, is even confident to pull out and meet the Mongolian cavalry in history that swept across Asia and Europe. Most of the people in front of him are still made of stone and bone-made arrow cavalry, which really makes people uninterested.

As Zhao He thought, the war had just begun and the Huns soon could no longer support it.

This war is like a group of hungry wolves biting a group of sheep!

With the absolute disadvantage of both quantity and combat effectiveness, the Hun cavalry were shot in batches and screams resounded through the sky of the grassland.

In just two quarters of an hour, the Huns' flanks could no longer support them and began to collapse.

Zhao She noticed this opportunity very keenly and raised the spear in her hand.

"Two and three sons, follow me!"

This time Zhao She did not wear heavy armor because there was no need for that.

Under the leadership of Zhao She, the Zhao cavalry, who were like wolves and tigers, rode their horses into the Xiongnu formation.

The sword brought blood and the big heads separated from the body.

After half an hour of fierce battle, when Hu Yanhe and Lan Qijiu were killed one after another in the battle, the Huns finally completely disintegrated.

Countless Hun cavalry rode their horses and turned around, fleeing in a hurry toward all directions such as the East, the North, the West, etc.

Longcheng, where hundreds of thousands of Huns were located, completely opened its doors to the Zhao army.

Looking down from the sky, Longcheng is like an ant nest. Countless panicked Huns are riding their horses, trying to escape from this nest that is about to collapse like ants on a hot pan.

In just less than an hour, the defeat of the Huns was already destined!

And more, the Huns who could not escape made the choices that the grassland people made the most frequently.

surrender!

For the grassland people, surrendering when they cannot be defeated is not shameful. Giving up dignity and freedom for survival is never a thing that will be ridiculed.

Countless Huns were extremely frightened, kneeling on the ground with their bodies provoked, waiting for the winners to deal with them.
Chapter completed!