When these two voices sounded, not only were they two completely different tones, but they also directly led to drastic changes.
An army, especially an invincible cavalry that dominates the grasslands, is really not that fragile.
When some Xianbei warriors collapsed, more Xianbei warriors gritted their teeth and persisted. But all this persistence has a prerequisite.[
That is, they can still see the hope of victory and the hope of living. And the connection point of this hope is Bu Dugen.
The commander and flag of the Xianbei army.
But now this commander was killed in battle and the flag was broken. This meant there was no hope. Therefore, Xianbei's military morale completely collapsed at this moment.
It shattered into dust, and when the strong wind blew, it immediately scattered in all directions.
The current Xianbei warriors are in such a state. They are on the run, and no one is thinking about this war. They use all their strength to control their horses and rout in all directions.
But during the battle, surrounded by tens of thousands of troops, not every Xianbei person could escape easily.
"kill."
Especially when the Han army was closing in behind. As a result, each of the Xianbei warriors became like straw, being cut down and falling to the ground.
One by one, row by row, batch by batch.
On this battlefield, the blood bloomed completely, trickling and gathering into an ocean, a bloody ocean.
"Kill, kill, kill."
The Han troops fought and fought without mercy until there was no longer a Xianbei warrior standing in front of them.
Either dead or escaped. Of course, tens of thousands of people cannot be killed in a short period of time, so most of the Xianbei people fled.
But if they escaped, where could they go? The roaring Yellow River blocked their way.
These are just small fish, characters that can be hunted after the war.
"Kill, go to the Chinese army."
At this moment, Deng Ai had cut off Bu Dugen's head and hung it in front of his horse. When he saw the defeat of the left wing, he immediately roared, reined his horse and turned to the right, that is, towards the direction of the central army.
As the war horse galloped, the head hanging in front of him began to sway, making Deng Ai feel murderous at this moment.
"Kill.|"[
Without saying a word, Yu Ren'er immediately drew his spear and rode his horse to follow. Followed by an endless stream of Han troops, whether they were cavalry or the king's general's personal soldiers, they all rushed towards the central army.
If you look down from a high altitude, you can see the situation at this moment. The Xianbei and Han armies were fighting in three directions. But at this moment, the left wing of the Han army won.
That is, the right wing of the Xianbei people failed.
The soldiers on the left wing of the Han army who had freed up their hands no longer pursued the defeated Xianbei cavalry, but used all their strength to charge towards the army in the middle.
It's like two opposing flood peaks communicating, suddenly rushing into a tributary from the other side. This is an overwhelming force.
"kill."
The moment Deng Ai and others roared to kill, Langmu, who was in charge of commanding the army in the middle, was horrified. He already knew the result of this battle. Their Xianbei army had failed.
No, not only did it fail, but the genocide may be imminent.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Langmu laughed, the smile was so painful and desperate. But the next moment, Langmu stopped laughing again and shouted: "I can't lose the reputation of Da Xianbei even if I die."
After a desolate roar, Wolf Eyes rushed forward.
"kill."
Some people were indeed inspired by the wolf eyes and rushed to kill them. Most of them were the Golden Sword Army under his command.
But other people turned around and left without looking back.
Because they also know that if they fail, the Xianbei people have completely failed.
"kill."
Langmu's persistence indeed gave people like Dong Gai, Ma Chao, and Zhao Yun a taste of hardship. However, all this persistence was wiped out by a roar of death.
Amid this roar of killing, the tributaries finally merged in. Deng Ai, Yu Ren'er and others joined together and brought tens of thousands of soldiers in to kill them.
It was like an extremely sharp long knife, easily tearing apart the Xianbei formation.
The wolf's eyes that rushed forward were the first to bear the brunt. Among the thousands of blades, they were chopped into pulp. Not even a head was left.
The next moment, Xianbei's middle army also collapsed. The collapse was complete, and the remaining warriors scattered in all directions.
"Go right, kill."[
At the moment when the Xianbei army collapsed, Dong Gai, Deng Ai and others did not pursue them. They moved their troops to the right and continued to attack the right.
The Xianbei people's second army has been defeated. Bu Dugen and Langmu have been killed one after another. How long can Kirby be left to hold on?
Maybe a quarter of an hour? Maybe just a moment.
No matter what, the Xianbei people failed and were defeated.
The Xianbei people who escaped only escaped temporarily because the Yellow River blocked their return.
At that moment, when the Xianbei people ordered their generals to stand on the stage, many Xianbei nobles who stood here fell into despair.
Both of their feet went limp and fell limply to the ground.
"Ah, ah, ah. Why did I come, why."
"I hate it, I hate it. I am still young, and I have countless women, cattle and sheep, but I have to die here."
"No, I don't want to die."
These Xianbei nobles either looked up to the sky and cried, or roared to the sky, and became a mess.
And what about Yan Zhong? At this moment, Yan Zhong also fell into extreme despair. Because he knew that after this battle, the power of the four eastern countries became even weaker.
If the Xianbei people had not been defeated, they might have been able to survive for decades, waiting for the opportunity when Liu Feng was older and died.
Now, I'm afraid I can only survive for a few years. Unless a miracle happens.
However, Gongsun Yan will not be able to enjoy that kind of miracle. Because Gongsun Yan's power is too weak, after Liu Feng destroys the Xianbei people, the grassland will be unimpeded.
Even Liu Feng only needed a few months of training before he could send troops to Liaodong and destroy the Gongsun Yan Kingdom.
And what about him? He offended Liu Feng, really offended him. And his family was small and his clan was in Liaodong. With Liu Feng's ruthless way of treating his enemies, could his family be small and his clan survive?
Therefore, Yan Zhong was desperate at this moment and fell into deep despair.
But Yan Zhong has no regrets, because this is the result of the choice. In "turbulent" times, everyone has his own master. The loser will destroy his family, and the winner will be the founding hero of the country.
It's fair, isn't it? Thinking, Yan Zhong smiled sadly, then stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, preparing to die generously.
At that moment, Yan Zhong turned his head and looked at Kuitou.
"Da Chanyu......"
At that moment, Yan Zhong wanted to salute the leader and express his apology.
"Puch."
But the next moment, a sharp scimitar stabbed Yan Zhong straight through him. Yan Zhong's eyes widened suddenly, and he saw that the owner of the scimitar was none other than Kuitou.
"It's all because of you, a thief like you." At this moment, Kuitou's eyes were extremely blood-red, so red that they turned purple. His eyes were extremely fierce, but also extremely desperate.
He hates Yan Zhong, a thief.
Otherwise, why would he go south?
So, the leader stabbed out the machete without hesitation and killed Yan Zhong. At this moment, Yan Zhong actually wanted to kill himself, but he had no chance.
Because he was killed.
The stabbings penetrated each other, but they did not die immediately.
"Gulu, Gulu."
Yan Zhong kept vomiting blood and fell to the ground. He was afraid that he would not die for a while.
"Great Chanyu, give, give, give the foreign minister a good time." Yan Zhong's face was distorted, he looked at the leader pleadingly and said.
"Pooh."
Yan Zhong's answer was a spit.
"Hahaha."
Immediately afterwards, the leader laughed loudly, took another scimitar, and thrust it into his heart.
"Puch."
With the sound of a knife cutting into flesh, the leader's laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes widened and he died. The rest of the Xianbei nobles either committed suicide or fled.
After a while, only Yan Zhong's people were left on the general stage.
He's not dead yet, his intestines are leaking out, but he's not dead yet.
Wailing, Yan Zhong wailed for a long time, then fainted from weakness, and died in pain.
People who can't kill themselves even if they want to.
tragedy.
And when Yan Zhong roared, the Xianbei army was defeated on the last leg. Kirby was killed on the spot.
At that moment, Xianbei's 300,000-strong army went south and was destroyed.
Although some small fish escaped, I believe that complete annihilation is only a matter of time. The Han army won a complete victory.
The Hetao Grassland was still the territory of the Han Dynasty.
Liu Feng fulfilled his promise, either stepping over the Xianbei people's corpse, or driving the Xianbei people out.
Now, it has been achieved. The task has been exceeded.
As long as Liu Feng is here, no one can take away even an inch of land from the Han people.