The Huns cavalry, led by Luo Tance, made several counterattacks in an attempt to break Li Mu's siege, but they were all defeated.
Luo Tingce had no choice but to lead his troops and continue to move westward.
At this time, Luantang Ce had realized that he had fallen into Li Mu's trap.
By going too deep into the Zhao territory, we lost the advantage of the open grassland coming and going like the wind. In the past few days, we were surrounded and pursued by Li Mu and his troops. Thousands of his troops and horses were lost, with only less than 25,000 people left.
In the morning, the clouds were overcast.
Luo Tingce was marching rapidly with his cavalry when he suddenly heard the cry of prisoners in the team.
When he was upset, he suddenly became furious.
Many of the prisoners captured by the Huns in the past few days have been scattered and rescued after Li Mu led his army to counterattack.
At this time, there were more than a hundred people left, tied up in series with ropes, and marching with the team.
The one crying was a woman in her twenties. She had no shoes on her feet and was walking quickly with the team. Her feet were covered in blood. Every step she took was in excruciating pain, so she couldn't help crying.
Luo Tance was upset by crying and looked back.
Beside him, a soldier dismounted, drew out his short blade, and approached the crying woman.
Soon, pitiful wails could be heard from the team.
After a while, the wailing turned into a roaring sound, and then even this sound disappeared.
The woman was stabbed in the mouth by a Huns soldier with a sharp blade and stirred up, making her unable to cry. Later, her legs were cut off, and she died in shock and pain.
The other prisoners were all scared out of their wits. When the team continued to move forward, the remaining prisoners did not dare to make a sound and followed the Huns on their own, running all the way.
Wan Qichang, who was standing next to him, spat: "Southern people are really despicable. If you don't beat them, you won't have long memories. After beating them, they will become honest."
By the afternoon of that day, the weather had turned sunny.
Luo Tingce's troops were forced into an open wilderness area by the Zhao army. Suddenly, they saw a black flag waving in front of them, and a whole group of cavalry in black armor rushed out.
Veteran general Meng Ao followed closely behind, surrounded by a group of soldiers.
Behind him are the black-armored Qin troops in neat formation, with long swords and slanting fingers, and shields like walls.
As the team pushed forward, the pressure was like a mountain or a sea.
When Meng Ao stationed his horse and stopped, the Qin army suddenly spread out like a tide.
Buzz~buzz!
Crossbow arrows are like rain.
There is no stagnation buffer, just start as soon as you come up.
From the rear, Zhao troops also came to kill them.
With a ferocious look on his face, Luo Tingce suddenly said: "Send smoke, please help!"
If he was not in a desperate situation, he would never let go. Once he asked for help, it meant that his trip south ended in failure and he gave up in the contest with his brother Luo Tuanman.
It also meant that he lost the qualification to take credit for the plunder going south.
The next moment, there were soldiers beside him, taking out a yellow-white leather bag.
The surface of the skin bag was covered with strange symbols of shamanism. A thin stream of smoke floated out of the bag and shot straight into the sky, turning into a huge pillar that blocked the sky and the sun.
At the same time, an old man appeared like a ghost next to Luotian, wearing an ornament woven from bird feathers on his head, holding a leather drum in his hand, and his robes seemed to be woven from feathers.
As soon as the old man appeared, Luo Tingce also put away his arrogance: "Black Crow Shaman."
This old man is the shaman accompanying the Huns.
After he appeared, he chanted in a low voice, and where the Huns formed their formation, a phantom wooden pillar with faces of various unknown immortals and demons slowly appeared, more than ten feet high.
The shadow of the wooden pillar was densely covered with shamanic symbols, intertwined and flickering, and virtual images of jackals, eagles, cuckoos and other creatures appeared, lingering around the wooden pillar, casting dark brown light, covering the Huns cavalry.
Luotang Ce became more energetic: "All tribes, follow me to kill these southerners."
"Kill!" A soldier beside Luo Tancé shouted, jumped up on the horse and raised the long bow in his hand.
Whoosh!
A spear cut through the air and instantly penetrated the shouting soldiers on horseback.
The force of the spear continued, and it penetrated the chests of three Hun soldiers one after another.
In the distance, in the center of the Zhao army that was following behind, Li Mu had one hand on his back and a gloomy look on his face.
That spear was thrown by the lieutenant beside him.
A three-party war suddenly began.
The Xiongnu tribes showed their fierce looks, and although they were attacked from two sides, they were still not afraid.
The warriors of the Guifang tribe all have black energy rising up, and they merge into one, just like the military formation technique of the Seven Kingdoms.
A huge demonic shadow formed by the gathering of black energy appeared in mid-air. The black energy moved like a snake and started a fierce battle with the black bird, the military formation totem manifested by the Qin army.
Ancient shamanic symbols also appeared on the bodies of the Huns' cavalry, and their power surged.
This battle lasted until the evening of that day.
The Xiongnu tribes were completely defeated. Most of the more than 20,000 horsemen were killed on the spot, and the rest fled in all directions.
Luo Tance was struck by the sword of a general of the Qin army, but he did not die on the spot. He was rescued by the old shaman beside him, and then he summoned a huge nighthawk to carry the two of them through the air.
And escape.
Almost all the Xiongnu, Guifang tribes, and generals above ten thousand cavalry commanders were killed on the spot.
When night fell, both Qin and Zhao were still chasing the escaped Huns.
As night fell, the news spread back to Xianyang.
"The Hun cavalry was in a massive rout. Nearly 20,000 of them were killed and seriously wounded. None of them refused to surrender. They were all killed on the spot. The rest fled."
In Ye Yu's Mansion, the messenger's voice said: "But during the pursuit, reinforcements from the Huns appeared.
Suddenly cutting in from the position west of the Zhao border, this team was the third group of Huns soldiers who had previously joined the army. They had been stationed deep in the grassland about 200 miles north of the Zhao border. When they knew that Lu Tingce was trapped and asked for help, they galloped
Half a day later, reinforcements came.
According to the investigation in the mansion, there were nearly 40,000 Xiongnu soldiers on this route, and their leader was the veteran Xiongnu general Luotangheda, who was the uncle of Luutangman and Luutantce."
Killing 20,000 Huns cavalry was a great victory.
However, all three Xiongnu troops have appeared. This time, nearly 100,000 nomadic tribal coalition troops are marching south. Things are obviously not over yet.
"The Huns regarded the march south as a hunting game. The Lord of the Huns asked the two sons to lead their troops together to compare with each other. The last group of troops was obviously to prevent the two brothers from framing each other and could be used as a surveillance and deterrent.
If Luo Tance had sent a message for help earlier and allowed the Xiongnu soldiers to come from, and wanted to kill 20,000 of their troops in one fell swoop, I am afraid it would not have been so easy."
Fan Qingzhou was also there and analyzed:
"It was the best choice for the Zhao people to join forces with our army to kill the Xiongnu bandits. This victory was achieved with minimal consumption."
Zhao Huaizhong nodded slightly.
Fan Qingzhou glanced at the Crown Prince of Qin and said with a smile: "Actually, the victory in this battle is due to the Crown Prince. He secretly wrote the book to Li Mu and was willing to join forces with the Zhao people to attack the Huns."
A few days passed by.
In mid-August, the Huns entered the Zhao territory to plunder, and all the countries were shocked. By early September, they learned that the Huns were driven out by Li Mu, and used the power of the Qin people to kill tens of thousands of the enemy.
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Wei, the capital of Daliang!
King Anli sat beside the bed in his palace, with his hands on his knees, his back hunched, and his white hair hanging down.
The clothes in front of him were open, revealing his thin and old chest. On the bed behind him, there was a face of a man with a face that was more charming than a woman's.
This gentleman is none other than the well-known Long Yangjun, the male favorite of King Anli.
The 'love' between the two is famous throughout the ages.
"Why is the king worried?" Lord Long Yang stood up from the bed and stretched out his hand to help King Anli tidy up his open clothes, with a tender expression on his face.
If you hadn't known that she was a man, just looking at his appearance, you would undoubtedly be a stunning beauty, with skin as white as jade and long hair as ink.
He has a pair of charming eyes, which are like autumn water, and the glance is charming and pitiful. The bridge of his nose is small and outlines a delicate arc, and his lips are moist and plump with a little red lips.
An Li's gaze swept over Lord Long Yang, his sadness subsided a little, and he sighed: "Li Mu from Zhao is a true general. This time the Huns are attacking, everyone thinks that Zhao people are in danger.
I didn’t expect that he could accomplish this with the help of the Qin people and defeat the Xiongnu’s incoming troops in one battle.”
King Anli looked far away and said slowly:
"At this moment, the Xiongnu troops have not left, and they are harassing Qin and Zhao from time to time. Xiaoyou, do you think there is something that can be exploited in the current situation?"
Xiaoyou is the name of Lord Longyang, and only King Anli calls him that.
Long Yangjun had been with King Anli for a long time, and he understood his thoughts best. He was secretly shocked when he heard this.
The older and weaker King Anli became, the more hateful and jealous he became.
He has never forgotten the last time Zhao Huaizhong killed Anyi, the old capital of the Wei people, and has often talked about it recently.
At this time, he asked what should be done when the Xiongnu invaded Qin and Zhao. Lord Longyang immediately heard that King Anli was thinking about sending troops to attack Qin at this moment. He followed Li Mu's strategy of using the Qin people and wanted to take advantage of the Xiongnu's power.
, joined forces to defeat Qin.
Lord Longyang was horrified and dissuaded him: "The Huns will definitely retreat in early October at most. If they attack Qin at this time, the Huns retreat, and the Qin people slow down, we, the Wei Dynasty, will have to face the wrath of the Qin people alone."
King Anli snorted coldly: "How can I be afraid of the people of Qin?"
After a pause, he said: "But what you said, Xiaoyou, makes sense. It is indeed not easy to attack Qin at this moment."