Chapter 244: The Night in Green State

Time flies in the fierce battle between the two cavalry, and in a blink of an eye, two hours pass.

The sun is gradually moving westward, and the temperature in the desert changes significantly with the sun's movement. The desert, which was just as hot as a furnace, now makes people feel chill all over.

On the battlefield, yellow sand rolled and smoke rose everywhere...

Blood flowed into the hot yellow sand, emitting a fishy smell, and even the rising dust carried a trace of blood.

The voices of the people and horses neighed, shouted and screamed, and the music of death did not weaken as time passed. In the desert, there were more and more corpses, and the battlefield was getting bigger and bigger! Blood stained yellow sand, and corpses were everywhere.

The battlefield expanded from the first two miles in front of Luzhou to dozens of miles. They fought to the Luzhou and fought bloody battles in the yellow sand in front of Luzhou. Neither the Zhenxi Army nor the Huns' Iron Cavalry retreated, and they were fighting for a desperate battle.

After two hours of fierce fighting, both armies were exhausted and no longer had the previous sharpness. They fought for the final tenacity. They were numbly waving their spears and swords in their hands, and mechanically slashing each other.

Everyone understands that the winner is the king, and the loser is the enemy!

The chaotic battlefield is no longer a group battle. On the large battlefield, dozens of small battlefields have been divided, hundreds of people in groups and thousands of people in groups, each fighting on their own. They are all persevering to see who can persevere until the last moment!

"Dong, dong, dong..." A desolate sound of war drums sounded, and the sound of drums stirred the sky and hit the soul.

At the critical moment, the last three thousand iron cavalry of the personal guard camp finally took action!

"Kill!" Huangfu Jian was like the God of War. He waved the war spear in his hand, and the lion and tiger beast roared and jumped forward.

Behind him, the eighteen dragon cavalry also roared in unison. Eighteen black war horses neighed, and thirty-six narrow war swords had been unsheathed, emitting a dark sword light, revealing Taotian's murderous aura, eager to drink fresh blood.

Three thousand iron cavalry, who had been preparing for a long time, ran forward from the mountain with tigers. Three thousand black shiny spears rose up with a murderous intent, and with an indomitable momentum, they rushed to the battlefield and the Huns' iron cavalry, and they would kill wherever there were many people.

Huangfu Jianhu's spear was fast, and the spear shook a cold light, covering several feet of land. After that, the spear stabbed out like lightning, and the Huns were shot and fell to the ground without even snorting.

He was like a sharp arrow, drilling through the Huns' iron cavalry!

The eighteen dragon cavalry are like the eighteen gods of killing. Thirty-six swords are connected into one, with a sword energy scattered, shaking endless sword lights, killing all enemies blocking in front of them. No one is immune to it, whether it is a man or a war horse.

Kill! Kill! Kill!…

The three thousand personal guards were like a huge harvester and a giant tool dedicated to harvesting lives. The Xiongnu Iron Cavalry that came into contact with it, no matter how many, they fell to the ground like piles of wheat!

The already precarious Huns Iron Cavalry was attacked by the sudden attack of the three thousand Iron Cavalry. They were stunned and lost their hearts and began to flee everywhere, fearing that they would become the dead souls under the swords of these killing gods.

Collapse! At first, only a small number of people were on the run, and then most of them, and the Huns finally collapsed!

"Iron Eagle, you bring a thousand people from the south to encircle. Huang Xu, you bring a thousand people from the north to encircle. Don't let the Huns run away!" Seeing that the Huns' Iron Cavalry had collapsed, Huangfu Jian decisively issued an order to encircle and suppress.

He didn't want to fly away after cooking for so long.

"No!" Tie Ying, Huang Xu and the other two received the order and surrounded the Huns from both sides to the middle with two thousand iron cavalry.

"Then Zhang Fei, the leopard cavalry, attacked and surrounded the Huns from the west."

"Tell Zhang Yan to gather his subordinates and encircle them from the left."

"Tell Hu Cheer to gather his subordinates and encircle them from the right."

After Tieying and Huang Xu led two thousand iron cavalry away, Huangfu Jian issued another order.

At this time, there is no need for melee, and it will only cause unnecessary sacrifice. As long as these trapped Huns who are still fighting, surrender is their only choice besides death.

"Brothers, follow me and don't let the Huns run away!" In the chaotic battlefield, Zhang Fei's huge roar came. Only an alien like Zhang Fei, who had fought for so long, could make such a loud sound.

The remaining leopard cavalry heard Zhang Fei's roar and was excited and began to gather at the place where Zhang Fei was.

After receiving the order, Zhang Yan and Hu Cheer immediately gathered the remaining troops, left the battlefield, and rushed to the outside world.

As the sun sets, colorful clouds appear in the vast desert, which are extremely beautiful and spectacular.

The nearly 10,000 remaining cavalry of the Huns were rushed to the middle like ducks by the Zhenxi Army, who came from all directions, and gradually contracted to a two-mile place.

Arrows flashing with cold light pointed at the Huns' Iron Cavalry in the middle. At this time, these Huns were already throwing their armor and no longer had the momentum they had before. They were dejected and stood in the middle listlessly without any desire to fight.

"Submit the weapons and surrender, and those who surrender will not be killed!" The soldiers of the Western Army in Jincheng Town shouted in unison!

With no hope of escaping, the Huns put down their weapons and chose to surrender.

Twenty thousand Hun cavalry killed ten thousand people and surrendered ten thousand people! The Zhenxi Army also paid the price of two thousand casualties for this.

Under the night sky, there are stars! Tails of tents are set up on the Green State a few miles away.

The green state was silent, and only a few horses were neighing from time to time. The lonely war horses were crying in tears!

After fighting for an afternoon, the soldiers of the Western Army of Zhen started to rest after eating and drinking. Only the three thousand personal guards who were finally engaged in the battle acted as the task of vigil.

Nearly ten thousand Xiongnu prisoners were tied to their arms by long ropes and piled up randomly on the open space in the middle of the tent. They were now tired, hungry, thirsty and fearful. They didn't know what fate was to fall into the hands of Zhenxi Army and wait for them.

Although the Zhenxi Army was used to treating the prisoners well, this time Huangfu Jian issued a strict order, neither giving them food nor drinking, so that they would not have the strength to escape even if they wanted to escape. In Huangfu Jian's eyes, these prisoners were all strong laborers, and they might become members of the Zhenxi Army, so they could not be wasted.

Just under the night sky, among the tens of thousands of prisoners, there was a young and fierce Hun. His left arm was injured, and his whole body was soaked with blood. His broken armor was covered with his body. His eyes were looking up at the night sky and sighed.

This young man is Hu Yanyu, the leader of the Xiongnu Iron Cavalry, and the son of Hu Yanzan, the Great Khan of the Northern Huns. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be the successor of the next Northern Huns.

"King Zuo Tuqi, don't be discouraged. We Han people have a saying that there is no way for heaven to be. Although the king has failed this time, as long as he still has his life, he can climb the mountain and make a comeback." Just next to King Zuo Tuqi Hu Yanyu, his aide Zhao Yang comforted him.

"Twenty thousand Great Huns' Iron Cavalry, lost to 10,000 Han troops. This is not only a shame for me, but also a shame for the entire Great Huns. What kind of face do I have to say about climbing a mountain and making a comeback?" Hu Yanyu was the king of Zuotuqi of the Northern Huns. When did he suffer such a crime and such a blow? The destruction of the 20,000 Iron Cavalry has already made him feel disheartened. His strong will has also reached the verge of collapse.

"The king is so bad! A temporary failure does not mean a permanent failure. As long as the prince can cheer up, there is still a lot of potential. Besides, the prince's mistake in this battle is not blamed. Regardless of whether the prince uses troops or bravery, he will not let down the prince's reputation. It is only because this Han army is too powerful, stronger than any Han army we have encountered before. What the villain is worried about is that the plan of the Great Shanyu this time will be difficult to achieve."

Zhao Yang was a Confucian scholar in his forties. More than ten years ago, he fled to the Northern Huns because of his inability to fall, and was taken in by Hu Yanyu, who was still a child at that time. Since then, Zhao Yang has been with Hu Yanyu, teaching him to learn Chinese characters and supporting the strategies of the Han people. Hu Yanyu has not disappointed Zhao Yang. He is not only smart, but also extremely brave. He is deeply loved by the Great Huns. After he became an adult, he was named Zuo Tuqi and became the next heir to the Great Shanyu.

Zhao Yang became Hu Yanyu's confidant adviser.

"Yes! This Han army is indeed different. My 20,000 elite cavalry have suffered such a great disaster. If the Great Shanyu still looked at this Han army from the previous perspective, he would probably suffer a great loss. Zhao Yang, you must help me think of a solution. I want to leave this place and spread the news about this Han army to the Great Shanyu."

Zhao Yang's words made Hu Yanyu shudder and shocked. The sinking heart also ignited a fighting spirit, and his eyes became sharp again. He looked at Zhao Yang and said firmly.

"Wait, wait for the opportunity, the villain will definitely help the king escape from danger!" Zhao Yang said, looking at Hu Yanyu who was cheering up again.

The rise of Huangfu Jian and the establishment of the Zhenxi Army in recent years, the remote Northern Xiongnu knew the strength of the Zhenxi Army. This time, the Great Khan of the Northern Xiongnu wanted to take advantage of the internal turmoil of the Han Dynasty to regain control of the Western Regions, and even contacted Wusun to send troops together to divide the Western Regions.

After the agreement between the Northern Huns and Wusun, they sent troops from the North Mountain one east and one west, hoping to completely control the fat piece of the Western Regions.

When they learned that the Zhenxi Army had sent troops, the Great Khan of the Northern Huns ordered his son, Hu Yanyu, the next Great Khan of the Northern Huns, to lead 20,000 cavalry to raid the Zhenxi Army in the middle of the journey.

In the heart of the Great Khan of the Northern Huns, these 20,000 Great Huns cavalry would definitely be able to eliminate 10,000 Han troops under the assault. After destroying the reinforcements of the Han army, there would be no opponent in the Western Regions, and he could revive the former glory of the Great Huns.

Just as Hu Yanyu racked his brains and thought about getting out of here, Huangfu Jian also summoned the generals in the big tent to discuss the next action. The appearance of 20,000 Huns' Iron Cavalry also disrupted his arrangements. He also thought that the Kucha Rebellion was probably not as simple as he imagined. Although he wiped out 20,000 Huns' Iron Cavalry in this battle, he also lost 2,000 soldiers. It was just the first day he left the customs!

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