"Could it be that the goddess heard the orphan's thoughts and sent someone to rescue him again?"
In despair, King Yan only placed his trust in ghosts and gods.
But it only took a moment for his shrewdness and rationality to return again, and he woke up from his unrealistic fantasy.
Enemy attack at night!
When the Huns' nonsense came into his ears, King Yan immediately understood that this was a night attack, an attack against the Huns.
And in this northern land, besides the Qin army in the south, who else dared to attack nearly 100,000 Huns?
"Gu guessed it right!"
"No, it's Gu who has already seen through the Qin people's sneak attack strategy!"
"These Qin troops are really reluctant to give up money!"
"Gu's plan to survive was successful!"
King Yan was so excited that his whole body trembled, and his lips trembled.
The Qin army's night attack was so great!
As soon as this battle begins, no matter who wins or loses, the deal between the Qin army and the Xiongnu is nullified and they directly become hostile.
He, King Yan, was happy that he could continue to cooperate with the Huns. Of course, now he only had Hu people to rely on.
Presumably, after experiencing the treachery of the Qin people, Touman Shanyu would definitely not attack his ally again.
However, the premise of all this is that King Yan Xi can escape alive and must escape the pursuit of the Qin army.
At this time, as the cry of "protect Shanyu" came from the distance, the Huns guarding the door of Qionglu no longer cared about King Yan's happiness, and left one after another amidst the shouts.
"Wait for me, take me to see the Great Chanyu!"
King Yan shouted and chased after him.
In the chaos of the army, how could he, an old man with clumsy limbs, escape with his life? If he wanted to leave alive, he could only cling to the noble Huns.
He hurried out of the dome, a wave of heat hit his face, and the air was filled with the smell of baking.
The fire shot straight into the sky, lighting up half of the sky.
But that's not the scariest thing.
What really shocked King Yan was that there were shouts of killing from everywhere, including screams and cries for help from the Hu people, as well as shouts from the Qin people to "wipe out the Hu Yi"!
Under the mixture of moonlight and firelight, King Yan could see how embarrassed and frightened the Huns were fleeing in the distance. Even further away, he could even see the Qin army's cavalry, riding horses and killing them everywhere.
No wonder the Huns who were guarding him ran so fast. In this scene, if he had run slower and been caught up by the Qin troops who were attacking the camp, his head would probably not have fallen to the ground on the spot.
"Get away!"
A embarrassed Huns ran past him on horseback and almost knocked King Yan to the ground.
"horse?"
"Yes, you can only escape by riding a horse."
King Yan suddenly realized this and ran towards the place where the Xiongnu nobles were.
Compared with the common people of the Huns who could draw their swords and chop him to death at any time, the nobles of the Huns who knew him were undoubtedly more talkative and more likely to lead him to escape from the rebel army.
…
Just when King Yan was running wildly in the chaotic Xiongnu camp.
An elite Qin army that entered the Xiongnu camp was also looking for traces of him.
"Where is the King of Yan who was imprisoned by your Chanyu? He is the one who is going to be used to trade with us!"
Lu Wan stepped on the body of a small Hun noble, her eyes widened, and spittle flew from her mouth.
Beside him, the translator who was specially brought with him to translate immediately quickly turned into Hu language and asked questions.
The little Xiongnu nobles were full of fear. After knowing what these Qin people meant, they quickly pointed in one direction.
"good!"
"Thank you!"
Lu Wan stabbed the Huns to death with one sword.
He raised his head and stared in that direction with red eyes.
Since being sent from short-term soldiers to the army for training by the general, Lu Wan has been promoted to the title of Duke and the position of two to five hundred masters, but she always lacks passion and opportunities to make great achievements.
Now the general personally ordered him to be responsible for searching for traces of King Yan among the rebels. What kind of trust and favor he showed.
He, Lu Wan, naturally cannot live up to the general's expectations.
Not to mention, this is a great achievement to capture the king.
"King Yan, I want to capture King Yan!"
"Second and third sons, come and fight with me!"
As Lu Wan shouted, his infantry immediately followed him, killing the Huns they saw along the way. They only wanted to capture King Yan Xi.
…
King Yan Xi had not run a few steps when he saw a group of Xiongnu nobles galloping towards them.
By the moonlight, he saw that the man riding the horse was Hu Yanzi, the Zuoguduhou of the Xiongnu. He quickly shouted: "Zuoguduhou, save me, I am Yan..."
Whoosh!
The horse didn't slow down and rushed straight over.
The Zuoguduhou Hu Yanzi who was riding on the horse had red eyes, and he looked like he would kill anyone who stood in his way.
King Yan was so frightened that he quickly ran away.
The Huns behind Hu Yanzhu were also trying to escape for their lives, and they were fierce. Some of them even had bloody knives in their hands.
King Yan was so frightened that he trembled.
Now that the Qin army is setting fires and massacring everywhere, the Huns have no time to escape, so who is in the mood to care about them?
At this moment, he saw several horses in the distance, knocking away people fleeing in all directions and running in this direction.
Under the firelight and moonlight, he saw a young man with a scar on his forehead sitting on the horse in front.
He knew this man.
King Yan happily shouted again: "Prince Moton, save me! I am Shanyu's guest. If you save me, Shanyu will definitely love you!"
King Yanxi had stayed with the Xiongnu for several years, and he had some understanding of Prince Moton's fall from grace in front of Touman Shanyu. At this critical moment, he was immediately inspired and shouted out.
Prince Moton was still a young man, and his enemy Man Chanyu doted on his young son and gradually alienated him.
Now that he heard King Yan Xi shouting like this and recognized the other party's identity, he suddenly hesitated and reined in his horse.
King Yan was overjoyed.
Sure enough, young people are easy to fool.
"Prince Moton, I am on the same horse as you. If you take me to escape, the Chanyu will definitely favor you afterwards."
King Yan was so happy that he couldn't help but rushed to Prince Modun's side, put his hand on the horse's back, and tried to climb up.
The guards of several princes nearby shouted: "Prince Moton, the Qin people are chasing us very urgently. They have cavalry. Taking this old guy will probably delay the opportunity to escape!"
Mao Dun turned his head and saw, as expected, that in the distance there were shouts of killing, and the Qin army was already running towards him.
Now there is chaos everywhere, and the Qin army is chasing and killing everywhere. I don't know how many people there are.
Taking this old guy with him would probably delay his escape. If he fell into the hands of the Qin people, he would be completely doomed.
Compared to his precious life, Shanyu's favor is nothing.
A cold light flashed in Mao Dun's eyes, and he looked at Yan Wangxi who was still trying to climb on the horse's back.
Naturally, King Yan also heard the words of those princes' personal guards, and he forced an ugly smile at Mao Dun.
"King Moton..."
"Go down, you!"
Modun roared, turned around and kicked Yan Wangxi hard in the face.
Just hearing screams, King Yanxi was kicked off his horse and fell heavily to the ground.
"Walk!"
Maodun rode forward and the knights behind him also rode up to catch up.
As soon as Yan Wangxi struggled to get up from the ground, he was knocked over by a war horse. The heavy horse's hoof stepped directly on one of his legs. There was a "click" and it was crushed on the spot.
"Lone legs!"
King Yan raised his head happily and let out a scream.
Fortunately, those Huns were only thinking about escaping and had no time to pay attention to him. They ran away in the blink of an eye.
"My legs, it hurts so much!"
King Yan was so sad that his face was filled with tears. He wanted to run, but he could no longer stand up.
"Is Gu going to die here today?"
King Yan was so desperate that he lay on the ground and cried.
"Goddess, you were able to help King Zhao strengthen his country in the past, why can't you help him restore his country today... Wuwuwu..."
King Yan's leg was trampled by a horse's hoof, and he had no hope of escaping. He could only resist the pain in his body by crying and talking about ghosts and gods.
At some point, the shouts of killing coming from all around gradually died down.
Yan Wangxi's crying also stopped, as if he sensed something.
He raised his head and looked south.
There, the moonlight in the sky was very bright, and the flames on the ground were dazzling.
In the dazzling light, King Yan saw many figures walking towards him.
Because of the light, he could not clearly see the specific appearance of these people. He could only see figures approaching one by one. They held weapons in their hands and walked majestically.
Like the legendary heavenly soldiers.
King Yan was so excited that he immediately cheered up.
The Qin army and the Huns are all irrelevant now.
King Yan just wanted to believe that those who walked through the light were the heavenly weapons given to him by the goddess.
He placed his hands on the ground, raised his head, and squinted his eyes to look at the figure walking from the dazzling light.
He mustered up all his strength and couldn't help shouting in Zhuxia Yayan: "I am the King of Yan!"
"Are you the heavenly soldiers sent by the goddess to rescue orphans?"
A brief silence.
Then bursts of laughter.
The figure approached, blocking the dazzling light.
Yan Wangxi saw clearly that the people in front of him were wearing thin black leather armor and holding special standard weapons in their hands.
Qin Army.
The light in Yan Wangxi's eyes suddenly went out.
"Are you King Yan?"
The leading general Qin asked.
King Yan murmured happily: "I am King Yan...the last King of Yan."
Seeing that the other party's identity was confirmed, Lu Wan laughed.
"The one Nai Gong captured is King Yan!"
Some readers actually guessed that King Yan would be kicked down by Mao Dun. He really knew what the author was thinking.
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