The team of people was not large, only three or four hundred, and they were lying on the horse's back, shaking and unable to sit steadily. It was necessary to think about it, they must be over-tired and could no longer sustain.

This is reasonable. They set out from Jiuyuan County, Zhao State, into the desert, and into Longcheng. This is more than a thousand miles away. This march is enough to make them tired.

Not to mention, after digging the Huns' ancestral tomb in Longcheng, they fled under the pursuit of the Huns. It was so thrilling that it was, and the energy and physical strength were consumed greatly.

If they were alive and not tired, it would have become a strange thing.

"This..." Wang Jian, Wei Liao and Meng Wu were shocked when they saw it.

At the same time, they were moved again, tears rolling in their eyes.

Li Mu and his team set out with a thousand elites. Now there are only three or four hundred people who have returned to the pass, which means that more than half of them were killed or injured, which is a very heavy price. Even after paying such a heavy price, Li Mu and his team still survived tenaciously and led the Huns here. How rare is this!

"Can we give them some help?" Meng Wu's voice trembled a little.

"No!" Wang Jian shook his head and said, "We are ambushers, we cannot be exposed at the moment, we can only rely on themselves."

Wang Jian raised his head to the sky, sighed, and watched Li Mu and the others in danger, but he could only sit and watch. This feeling was really bad, very bad!

"Ah!" Wei Liao also sighed.

He felt uncomfortable, but he also knew that what Wang Jian said made sense. They were ambushers and must not be exposed at this time. Otherwise, the Huns would probably retreat, Li Mu and his others' efforts would be in vain, and the elites would die in vain.

"I feel bad, bad, and as I see them suffering and suffering, and I will be killed by the Huns at any time!" Meng Wu said, tears gushed out, choking and unable to speak.

"You have to suffer even if you don't feel good!" Wang Jian's words were a bit cruel, but he had to do it: "As a general, you must get used to the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and you cannot be shaken just because someone is killed or injured."

"Oh!" Meng Wu was very unwilling to give up, but he also knew that what Wang Jian said made sense, so he could only sigh.

Wang Jian, Wei Liao and Meng Wu clenched their hands into fists, clenched them desperately, exerting too much force, the back of their hands turned blue, and their nails fell into the flesh. They clasped their lips tightly, and their teeth had bitten their lips, and blood was oozing out.

Soon, Li Mu and his team arrived at the narrowest part of the pass, rushed over like a wind, and rushed south like an arrow.

The Huns' brigade of horses came immediately.

I saw a sea of ​​people coming, flooding the pass, flooding the south. There were so many Huns, no one could tell what were the Huns, but only knew that there were many Huns, and there were no sight at first sight.

"Rumor!" The sound of hoofs like thunder made the ground tremble. Large swaths of smoke and dust splashed, forming a huge dark cloud, connecting the sky and covering the sky, even the sunshine in the sky could not be seen.

This dark cloud is too big. Once it is formed, Wang Jian, Wei Liao and Meng Wu will stand in darkness without a trace of sunshine.

Countless Huns rushed over and rushed to the narrowest part of the pass, which was a little crowded and had to slow down, just like a rushing torrent being blocked. Huns rushed over from the narrowest part, just like floods from the drain, surging and unstoppable.

Wang Jian, Wei Liao and Meng Wu looked south, and saw the Huns rushing and no head; when they looked north, they saw the Huns rushing and no tail, just like a long dragon rolling south.

"That is the king's flag, the Chanyu of the Xiongnu." Wang Jian pointed his hand in front.

I saw a unique flag fluttering in the wind, roaring. The flag was embroidered with gold and shining with gold. It was the royal flag of Shanyu.

"The Shanyu is here, it's great!" Wei Liao and Meng Wu were happy in unison, shaking their fists hard, almost singing: "This time, we must not let Shanyu escape!"

What a beautiful thing that would be if the Huns' Chanyu were killed! Don't say it, just thinking about it will make people feel so beautiful.

The one who rushed in front was the Xiongnu's string control men. After three days and four nights in a row, they all passed here.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of Xiongnu herders arrived. The Xiongnu herders rode horses, sang pastoral songs, drove cattle and sheep, and followed the string-controlling men.

At this time, everyone in the Huns' herdsmen were happy, and they were even more happy than the beggars who picked up the ingots. They only heard them talking loudly.

"The land of Hetao is rich and beautiful, and it is the best pasture. The Great Huns wanted to occupy it several times but failed. This time, the Great Huns sent out millions of people to succeed."

"As the land of Hetao, as long as it can be occupied, the Great Huns will no longer have to live a life of not having enough food or wearing warm clothes. The Great Huns have endless beef and mutton and leather jackets, and they are more alive than immortals."

"The land of Hetao is the gift given to the Great Huns by the great Kunlun god. This is the ranch of our Great Huns. The hateful and hateful Central Plains people stole the ranch of the Great Huns warriors, but they caused the Great Huns to suffer, so that the warriors of the Great Huns could not be full or warm. When we have the land of Hetao, we will have more cattle, sheep, horses, and more people. By then, the Great Huns will be strong and strong, and then they will enter the Central Plains and turn the Central Plains into the ranch of the Great Huns."

The more these Xiongnu herders spoke, the more they were happy, and some even sang loudly, as if the land of Hetao was already the Xiongnu pasture.

The Hetao land has rich water sources and rich pastures, which the Huns dream of getting. In the past, although the Huns wanted to get it, they just had no chance and were beaten out by China.

This time, millions of Xiongnu people arrived, and they would not be able to occupy Hetao land, and would not be able to be able to be unhappy with the Xiongnu herders.

The Huns lived in the desert, and their life was "bitter and cold". Not only were the temperature low, they could not eat enough and were not warm in clothing. It was precisely because of this that the Huns had to "pride and be rich and cheap" the elderly and give limited living resources to the young and strong, so that they could play a greater role. As for the elderly and the weak, they could only feel wronged that they had poor food and poor drinking.

Those who eat poorly and drink poorly are still good. If they encounter major disasters, such as heavy snow disasters, and cattle, sheep, horses and horses are frozen to death, their living resources will be even more tense. In this case, the Huns had to use bloody means to kill the elderly and weak, so as to save their living resources.

If the land of Hetao is occupied, this situation will be changed. The land of Hetao is rich and beautiful, and is a natural and excellent pasture. If the Huns occupy it, they can shepherd more cattle, sheep, and horses, and have more living resources, feed more people, and the Huns will become stronger.

After the Huns became powerful, they would extend their claws to the Central Plains, which is an inevitable trend.

The wealth and fertility of the Central Plains is famous all over the world, and it is better than the Hetao land. The Huns dream of it. The more the Huns herders think, the more beautiful the more they are, the singing sounds, and everyone's faces are filled with joy.

"Damn the Huns, just dream!"

"If you want the Hetao land and the Central Plains, you are afraid that you will not have that life!"

Wang Jian, Wei Liao and Meng Wu were very upset when they listened to the Huns' discussions.

Among the Huns' herdsmen was 500,000 or 600,000, and they were driving cattle and sheep, so they were slow to move. When the herdsmen passed the pass, they saw an ocean of cattle and sheep, and countless cattle and sheep were acting. How shocking it was. Wang Jian, Wei Liao and Meng Wu were shocked again.

It was ten days later that the Huns' herders all passed through the pass.

As soon as the Huns herders passed, Wang Jian immediately ordered, saying: "Brothers: The hateful and hateful Huns have entered the Hetao land. It's time for us to act! We must cut off the retreat of the Huns! Do not let any Huns go!"

"Settle off the Huns' retreat!"

"Don't let any Huns go!"

The Qin soldiers roared loudly, shaking the sky, making the ground tremble.

Wang Jian waved his right hand, and a team of Qin troops emerged from the mountains, headed straight to the narrowest part of the pass, and began to camp.

The Qin army's movements were very fast, and the village began to take shape and extended little by little. In less than half a day, a huge camp appeared at the narrowest point of the pass, cutting off the retreat of the Huns.

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Beihe, Qin army camp.

In Qin Yiren's central army tent, Qin Yiren sat upright on a short table, glanced at the generals, and said, "Li Mu has passed the pass and is heading towards our camp."

"The Huns are here?"

"Is it really here?"

The generals were quite disbelief and looked surprised.

The Beihe Camp was more than 300 miles apart from the Huns' troubled Zhao Jiuyuan, and it was quite difficult to get the Huns' Yin* here. Although the generals already knew that Li Mu had successfully dug the Huns' ancestral tombs, they were half-believing and half-doubting when they heard this.

"That's great! If the Huns dare to come, the Qin Ruis will definitely kill him."

"This time, we must fight bravely to fight the enemy and not let a Huns go!"

Immediately afterwards, the generals were overjoyed and almost sang.

The Qin people were "happy when they heard the war" and regarded war as eating meat and drinking so happily. When they heard that there was a war, they were happy. Not to mention that this was the fight against the Huns, they were even more happy.

Listening to the discussions of the generals, Qin Yiren was very satisfied. If the generals had such fighting spirit, were they worried that the Huns would not defeat them?

"Yes." Suddenly, Qin Yiren's eyes suddenly widened and stared at the teacup on the short desk. He saw the originally calm tea water rippled.

"The Huns are here!" Qin Yiren stood up suddenly, his eyes staring like copper bells, and he took a big step and ran out.

"The Huns are here?" The generals were a little disbelief, but when they saw the teacup in front of them, they immediately believed it. They were overjoyed and hurriedly followed Qin Yiren out.

Qin Yiren rushed over and soon arrived at the camp gate. When he climbed the sentry tower, he saw a huge dark cloud in the north, connecting the sky and the earth, not knowing how big it was.

A team of fiery red horses appeared in sight and rushed towards the camp.

"It's General Li Mu!" Qin Yiren saw clearly, and Li Mu was the first to be the first, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up, open the camp gate and pick up General Li to enter the camp."

Even if he didn't give the order, the Qin army knew what to do.

As soon as the camp gate opened, Li Mu and the others rushed closer, came over and went straight into the camp.

"General Li." Qin Yiren was overjoyed, got off the wardrobe and headed straight for Li Mu.

"Pu!" Li Mu was shaking, falling from his horse, muttering to himself, "Fortunately I'm not humiliating my fate!"

He tilted his head and snoring loudly, like thunder, he fell asleep. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!)
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