The King of Wusun was shocked when he saw Zhang Lang carrying Fang Tian Hua Ji, holding a fierce attack. The four generals around him hurriedly urged the horse to fight, two waving big swords and two waving long spears. Zhang Lang sideways away from the horse spear stabbed on the right and waved his hand to the left. Before the sword could fall, the general wielded the sword, before the sword could fall down, the cold light rushed towards the face, blood surging, and the head flew into the sky. The other two generals waved weapons at the same time. Zhang Lang leaned back, the big sword and the horse spear flew past his face. He grabbed the reins of the general on the left with his left hand, and then the red rabbit horse was running forward and pulled upward! The general Wusun flipped in the air, and fell heavily to the ground. The horse pressed on his waist, and the sound of bone cracks erupted, spewing out a large mouthful of blood, and he saw that he could not live.

Zhang Lang passed through the four Wusun generals and chased King Wusun who was running away in panic. The red rabbit horse neighed, like a dragon roar. The Wusun King's face was pale! Looking up at the mighty Han general in front of him, he felt that he was so small! He sat down and stood up in shock. At this moment, Zhang Lang's Fangtian Painted Gaulle arrived and fiercely pierced the chest of King Wusun's mount! The Wusun King flipped back with his men and horses, and the Wusun King was pressed under the war horse.

Seeing this, the Wusun soldiers around him were shocked and rushed towards him desperately, instantly surrounding Zhang Lang into three layers inside and three layers outside! At the same time, a general rescued the embarrassing Wusun King, carried another war horse, and ran away.

A Wusun general Zhang Lang surrounded him heavily, and he couldn't help but have the idea of ​​greed for merit and urged the soldiers to move forward bravely.

The soldiers rushed up with big swords and spears in their hands. Zhang Lang danced Fang Tian's painting halberd like a windmill, and left the sword, killing the enemy's flesh and blood flying, and they could not get close to each other! In the blink of an eye, dozens of people died. The Wusun Army was scared and turned around to escape. Zhang Lang urged the Red Rabbit Horse to catch up with the general, and split it in half with a halberd!

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Before sunset, the war ended. This was an unconfident war. The 150,000 Wusun army was killed by only a thousand iron armored cavalry and defeated the entire army! The battlefield was covered with corpses, and the ownerless war horses were unable to go. The battlefield under the sunset seemed to be stained with blood.

Pulei Palace.

King Pulei was hurriedly packing up his treasures with several concubines, princes and his close guards. They heard that the Wusun army was about to arrive and were ready to escape east.

At this moment, a general rushed in anxiously and reported urgently: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Han Dynasty general is fighting with the Wusun army!"

King Pulei frowned, "What can only one thousand people do?" sighed, shook his head, ordered the concubines, and the sons to clean up. King Pulei walked to the general and asked, "Has the army been assembled?" The general nodded, "It has been assembled! There are more than 11,000 people in total!" King Pulei sighed, "I really regret it! Why did I become obsessed with helping the Han people at the beginning? Now that things have come to this point, Wusun will never let me go, so he can only run away!"

"Report..." A messenger ran in with a panic look on his face. Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but feel bad premonitions in their hearts. The sons of the concubines who were packing things couldn't help but stop.

"Did the Han army be defeated?" King Pu Lei asked anxiously.

The messenger shook his head, "No, no! Han army, Han army won a great victory!"

King Pulei thought he had heard it wrong, "What? Say it again!"

"The war ended not long ago, the Han army won a great victory and Wusun was defeated! The Wusun army was full of corpses, and the Wusun King almost died!"

The King of Pule was incredible, "This is impossible! Who helped them?"

The messenger shook his head, "No! No! Only a thousand cavalry of the Han army participated in the battle!"

King Pu Lei was shocked and shook his head with his eyes wide open and said, "This is so unbelievable! One thousand iron cavalry actually won the army of 150,000?! Is this a myth?" He looked at the messenger suddenly and said unhappily: "Are you fake news? You were bribed by the Wusun people?"

The messenger was startled and knelt down in a hurry, "Everything that is said by my subordinate is true! The Han army is working in the army at this moment. If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can send someone to check it out immediately!"

King Pu Lei really sent someone there, and then continued to let someone pack up. He did not believe that Zhang Lang's thousand iron cavalry could defeat the 150,000 army.

King Pu Lei packed up and was about to escape from the city. The trusted general who was sent to inquire about the news came back with a look of panic. "How is it? Did the Wusun army defeat the Han army and be here soon?" The trusted general shook his head quickly, "Yes, the Han army defeated the Wusun people!"

King Pu Lei was stunned and glared: "Even you are talking nonsense? Are you captured by them?"

The general shook his head quickly, "No! It was indeed the Han army that defeated the Wusun army! The general is in charge of the army! He is coming back soon!"

At this time, it was already late and the torches around were clattering.

King Pulei hesitated for a moment and finally believed the general's words. Although he was still unbelievable, he believed in the general's loyalty to him. The army and the royal family returned to the city. The king climbed the city wall and looked forward to it.

About an hour later, the light of the stars and moons followed, and a small team appeared in sight. The temperament, armor and costumes were all Han army! King Pulei was still unbelievable and stared at him wide-eyed. He was worried that the Wusun people deliberately pretended to be the breeding of Han army and wanted to open the city gate?

A moment later, the army came to the front of him. The king saw clearly that the general who was leading the Han Dynasty was Lu Bu? This was no secret. He ran down the city wall in panic and opened the city gate quickly, and a large group of people rushed out.

Kneeling in front of Zhang Lang's war horse, King Pulei said tremblingly: "No, I don't know that the general is coming, and I will give you a farewell to welcome you. I will atone for my sins and forgive me!"

Zhang Lang smiled, "The king doesn't have to be too polite! Get up!"

King Pu Lei stood up, subconsciously looked back, and asked in disbelief: "The General defeated the 150,000 Wusun army?"

Zhang Lang nodded.
Chapter completed!