At the foot of Dong'a City, the Xiongnu front army, led by Huchuquan, was still attacking the Quyi Army's formation without fear of death.
The rear army's courage was exhausted. Seeing Yuvluo's banner turning westward and the Huns' armor and horses running westward without any structure, they just wanted to escape from here and no longer had the slightest intention to fight.
Guoheng was destroyed by weakness, and Han Dynasty was destroyed by strength. At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and all the states and counties were reduced to a pot of porridge.
It's just that no matter whether it's a Han army or a Han county, conquering the Qiang, Di, Wuhuan, Xianbei, and Xiongnu, it's like picking something out of a bag.
Two thousand infantrymen here are fighting fiercely with the entire Xiongnu tribe. There is no sign of the Han army's fierce confrontation, just like hunting.
One by one, the Hun soldiers wearing animal skins and disheveled hair were shot from their horses and lost their owners. They rushed into the Han army's formation and were tied up by the soldiers who had prepared ropes.
Taishi Ci's eyes were like torches, and those who were slightly braver among the Hu soldiers were all eliminated by Beihai Tiger with his wonderful archery skills.
Looking at the war horses running around under the city, although their coats were dirty and their harnesses were crude, the war horses themselves and their shoulder height were higher than Han horses. Taishi Ci kept moving his hands and grinned wider and wider.
He couldn't help but scream.
"That army is already a prey, please let me shoot more accurately! Whoever shoots a horse, don't blame me for punishing him according to military law!"
"These horses are no worse than the horses in Xiliang, Bingzhou, and Youzhou. Now they are all belonging to the county guards, and they belong to Dongjun. Be more careful!"
As Taishi Ci shouted, all the generals agreed. The Beihai general's eyes flashed and he spotted a black horse.
This horse is several feet taller than ordinary horses. Although it is not as big as the Red Rabbit Horse, it is still a rare divine horse.
He didn't take a close look at the man wrapped in a big cloak on top of the war horse.
The North Sea general's eyes are full of divine horses.
"Bring it, you!"
As Taishi Ci shouted, his war horse rushed forward, and a series of three arrows were fired at the horse, and the leader of the black horse was already shot down from his horse.
When the Huns saw the man fall from their horse, they all covered their faces and started crying and howling. Taishi Ci took advantage of the chaos, put away his bow and arrows, waved his halberds, and killed a few more people. It was not until he held the reins of the black horse in his hands that he felt relieved.
Come!
"The Great Khan is dead, the Great Khan Yuvro is dead!"
"The Han army is fierce, retreat, retreat!"
The gift that was shot to death for robbing a horse was Yu Fuluo, the leader of the Southern Xiongnu tribe.
This man was supposed to die today, but today, he was killed inexplicably because he rode a good horse.
If Yu Fuluo, who is already dead, knew that in Tai Shi Ci's eyes, he was not even as good as a hair on a black horse, if he had ridden a bad horse today, he might still be able to escape in the chaos, or he might have to pretend to be dead and cry here again.
Ichiban.
Yuvluo was shot to death, and the Hun soldiers who were still charging with Huchuquan began to waver across the board.
Except for Huchuquan's personal troop of less than a hundred men, the rest of the Huns' cavalry immediately fled in all directions.
The clever ones among the barbarians realized that the Dongjun soldiers valued horses more than people, so they jumped down from their horses in embarrassment and lay down on the grass hut, resigned to their fate.
Above the city, Old Madam Cao looked at the bloody scene in front of him, and his white beard couldn't help but tremble.
"During the time of Emperor Ling, it was very difficult to quell the Qiang rebellion. I originally thought that the barbarians were quite familiar with riding horses, but I didn't expect that under the bows and arrows of Datong, I was really a swordsman, and you were a fish!"
Cao Cao's father was very excited. Cao Ang and Cao Anmin saw his nose hairs trembling beside him. They quickly supported their grandfather's arms, fearing that Cao Song would be too excited and gasp.
Fang Guang smiled faintly, with a trace of disdain flashing across his face.
"How powerful our people are. When it comes to the affairs of Xiliang and Longxi, the officials in the government and the public are trying to restrain themselves and want to fight. Are the Qiang people the rivals of the Xiyuan Forbidden Army? Even the soldiers from the state can defeat them!"
"Mr. Cao, did you see it? That is Chief Hu. I personally wield the crossbow with Gong Cao, please kill this thief!"
When Fang Guang was talking, there were soldiers at the top of the city who had already moved the crossbow. Fang Guang personally pulled the winch and placed the crossbow arrow with the cold light in the groove.
Fang Guang fine-tuned the direction of the crossbow arrow, and the arrow, which was several feet long, directed its cold light directly at Huchuquan, which was still shouting for the tribesmen to fight to the death.
"I? Datong, I am nearly seventy this year, can I also kill thieves?"
After hearing Fang Guang's words, Cao Song felt as if there was a flame burning in his chest for the first time in his life.
"My lord is so heroic, how could the old lady be so bad? As long as I cut off this tendon with a small axe, and the crossbow arrow will come out, I can kill the thieves and chieftains!"
Fang Guang looked at Cao Cao's father with an encouraging smile on his face.
At this moment, as Cao Teng's adopted son and eunuch, Cao Song's anger that he had suppressed when he was young suddenly burned up.
Yes, the son is now promising, but in the Han Dynasty, which paid great attention to family background, the adopted son of Changqiu will always have a strange look on his body.
Cao Teng is now old and submissive in his middle age, but he once had the desire to serve the country heroically.
Fang Guang, at this moment, completely aroused his feelings towards his father.
"Okay, Datong, watch me kill thieves. Don't be afraid of Datong's jokes. I am already sixty-seven years old and have never killed a bandit. I didn't expect that I would have this opportunity in my dying years!"
"Ang'er, Anmin, let go and watch grandpa kill the thief for you!"
Cao Song was so angry that he pushed his grandson and nephew away, walked to the crossbow in a few steps, and took the small ax from Fang Guang's hand.
"It is at this time that I ask Duke Cao to hold the crossbow!"
As soon as Fang Guang finished speaking, Cao Song swung his axe, and a long arrow shot down from the top of Dongjun City like a meteor.
Boss Daddy's first shot, Fang Guang's adjustment was naturally very appropriate.
"ah!"
There was a scream from the top of the city, and Huchuquan and his men and horses were nailed to the ground by long arrows. The strong man who was still shouting just now had his eyes wide open, and lines of blood flowed out of the corners of his eyes and mouth. Look.
The Xiongnu infantry made everyone fearful.
"Oh, what a pity that good horse is!"
Fang Guang, like Tai Shi Ci, regarded Xiongnu horses as much heavier than people.
Cao Ang and Cao Anmin clapped and cheered together when they saw their grandfather succeed.
At the foot of Dongjun City, the Huns soldiers lost the confidence to rely on for the last time. The remaining cavalry dismounted and kowtowed to Cao Song at the top of the city.
Above and below the city, the Dongjun soldiers all shouted loudly together.
"The governor is mighty!"
"Cao Gong and Song Gong are mighty!"
At the top of the city, Cao Jun's cheers were mixed with the Huns' voices begging for mercy. With the cooperation of Fang Guang and Meng Shi, they voluntarily gave up Cao Song's position.
Father Cao Mengde seems to have become the protagonist today.
The old man had never been so prosperous in his life. His lips were trembling and tears could not help but flow down his face.
"I must tell Meng De about this. Meng De, your father, in our Cao family, you are not the only hero. I can also kill thieves!"
The old man was in high spirits, and was surprised when his grandson walked away amidst the admiration of the civil and military officials of Dongjun.
Fang Guang stood on the top of the city, looking at the horses' heads gathering below the city, looking to the west. He strode down the city and led the infantry to the north. The war here was over, and he would take care of Hai, Gan Ning and Huo Gong.