Early the next morning, Zhou Sen and his group encountered a tough situation.
This is a large tribe of more than 2,000 people.
When Zhou Sen and others charged towards the tribe, the tribe was preparing to migrate, and tribe members were gathering from all directions.
Zhou Sen and the others were locked in a bitter fight.
A steady stream of herdsmen surrounded them from all directions. Arrows from the sky shot out like locusts. The huge number of livestock scattered Zhou Sen's group of people. Out-of-control cattle, horses and herdsmen were everywhere. The scene was extremely chaotic. Almost everyone
The herdsmen all took up arms, whether they were children or old people, they worked hard and were not afraid of death. The bravery and bloody spirit of the Huns were vividly demonstrated in them.
The soldiers were trapped in the dilemma of fighting on their own
The advantage of the initial lightning attack was lost, and the soldiers who were locked in a bitter battle fell one by one.
There is no doubt that these one hundred soldiers are the elites of Wuchao City. However, elites are also human beings, and they cannot withstand large numbers of people. Some of these elites are just the most junior strong men. Masters like Cai Ping Xiao Yi are not
Many people like them have not yet reached the level of invulnerability, and they cannot withstand sharp arrows like locusts.
"puff……"
There was a muffled sound, and Brother Fu beside Zhou Sen was hit by an arrow and fell off his horse.
"Brother Rich!"
Zhou Sen and the crazy Taoist priest exclaimed in unison, jumped down at the same time, and ran to Brother Fu's side.
When they were in Huangpu, Zhou Sen, Brother Fu and Crazy Taoist were relatively close to each other. During the melee, Crazy Taoist and Brother Fu also followed Zhou Sen.
"Zhou Sen... Hurry... Run away..." A sharp arrow penetrated Brother Fu's chest. The dying Brother Fu looked at Zhou Sen, and before he could finish his sentence, he died.
"Brother Rich, Brother Rich..."
The mad Taoist hugged Brother Fu's body, shook it wildly, and shouted hysterically.
Looking at Brother Fu's gradually dimming expression, Zhou Sen slowly stood up and strode onto a rock. His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of green blazing flames, with his hair flying and a ferocious look on his face, as if he had awakened from hell.
The devil.
"God, since you want me to be a gangster, then I will do it!
Zhou Sen suddenly let out a roar, and the roar was earth-shattering, like a thunderbolt in the clouds, making people's eardrums hurt.
"Taoist, help me get the arrow!"
Zhou Sen shouted loudly and summoned several bundles of arrow feathers from the Qiankun Ring.
"Yes!" The mad Taoist suddenly jumped up, put down Brother Fu's body, and crawled to Zhou Sen's side.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
…
Countless arrow feathers shot toward Zhou Sen like locusts.
Bend the bow and draw an arrow!
The sharp arrows were shot out in rapid succession, like an endless curtain of water.
Peng!
Peng!
Peng!
…
In a series of bursting sounds, the arrow feathers that were shot at Zhou Sen were hit by the arrow feathers shot by Zhou Sen. They exploded in the air and turned into powder. The air was filled with debris from arrow shafts, like thousands of arrow shafts.
The mosquitoes are dancing wildly.
Whoosh…
Zhou Sen's hand did not stop, and a steady stream of sharp arrows shot out from his hand. The crazy Taoist priest kept bending down to hand Zhou Sen arrows, three each time.
Zhou Sen's shooting speed was so fast that beads of sweat as big as soybeans appeared on the mad Taoist priest's forehead.
At this time, Zhou Sen has become a killing machine. He seems to never know how tired he is. His face is ashen and dull, with no expression at all.
The arrow feathers shooting in the air are like scythes harvesting life.
Thousands of herdsmen fell down. The elderly, women, and children, as long as they had weapons in their hands, were all targeted by Zhou Sen.
Soon, all the herdsmen around Zhou Sen were shot and killed.
Cai Ping and Xiao Yi realized that Zhou Sen's surroundings were quiet, and immediately took the opportunity to summon soldiers to gather around Zhou Sen.
The war is not over.
The herdsmen in the distance were still coming to kill them continuously, their shouts of killing echoed on the grassland, and their sharp arrows were like locusts filling the sky.
At this time, in the eyes of Cai Ping and others, the grassland seemed to have become extremely quiet.
In fact, the herdsmen's sharp arrows could no longer harm them because they were too far away. Of course, they tried to get closer to the target and kept charging, with waves of herdsmen following after waves...
…
With Zhou Sen as the core, there seemed to be an invisible line of defense of life and death a hundred feet away. As long as the herdsmen entered the invisible line of defense, Zhou Sen's elusive sharp arrows would immediately appear, shooting the herdsmen off their feet.
The soldiers held their breath and watched each herdsman being cut like wheat.
Cai Ping and Xiao Yi looked at each other, and a chill ran down their spines.
In their eyes, Zhou Sen has become a cold-blooded killing machine. His archery movements are mechanical and precise. Every time he shoots, several herdsmen will fall on the grassland. Hundreds of herdsmen will be killed by Zhou Sen.
One person is guarding a hundred feet away.
The invisible circular defense line kept devouring the lives of the herdsmen.
Zhou Sen's bowstring constantly burst out with shocking murderous intent. The murderous intent flew out with the sharp arrows, harvesting the lives of the herdsmen.
Over the grassland, there is an invisible evil spirit that repeatedly sweeps across the grassland, constantly devouring the spirits of death.
For the Shidan leader, these death spirits are a great supplement, because they are all at the peak of their fighting spirit.
Every life disappeared under Zhou Sen's sharp arrows.
One by one, the souls of death were swallowed up by the Shidan leader.
The soldiers around Zhou Sen formed a circular defensive circle. They were all half-kneeling on the ground to avoid hindering Zhou Sen's shooting.
Seeing the herdsmen's futile charge, chills ran down the soldiers' spines. Zhou Sen's arrows had extremely strong penetrating power. After those sharp arrows hit the herdsmen, they would often penetrate their chests and bring about a bloody storm.
, the internal organs minced by Nanji spiral force shot out in the air.
The most frightening thing is that after those sharp arrows penetrate a person's body, the remaining force is still very strong, and they often hit the herdsmen behind. The most frightening thing is that one sharp arrow actually killed three herdsmen.
When the last herdsman was nailed to death on the grassland, the bloody tail of the arrow trembled.
Now, they finally believe that Zhou Sen shot and killed King Zuo Xian.
If shooting the eagle proves nothing, then the current massacre is a naked display of Zhou Sen's terrifying archery skills.
Zhou Sen alone is better than thousands of troops!
Zhou Sen transformed again.
From a compassionate rookie to a true iron-blooded soldier.
In fact, Zhou Sen had already understood Cai Ping's truth, but he still couldn't really let go. When he watched Brother Fu die, Zhou Sen suddenly woke up.
This is war!
There is no mercy in war. War is life and death.
It's not just the people who have changed, but also Zhou Sen's combat value. In the past, Zhou Sen's combat value came from the "war" in the Mighty Realm. Later, "power" took the "war" to a higher level. In "
After "war" and "power", there is also the fierce energy in the monster energy stone. However, whether it is "war" or "force", or the fierce energy in the monster energy stone, they are all external.
Zai's fighting spirit has not yet been forwarded by Zhou Sen as his own fighting spirit.
Zhou Sen has a kind heart.
Kindness has always suppressed Zhou Sen's inner fighting spirit, preventing him from letting go.
But today, Brother Fu's death allowed him to see through the true meaning of war.
Only by destroying your opponent can you truly win and end the battle.
Being indecisive and indecisive will not only kill yourself, but also kill others.
Only by decisive attack can victory be achieved.
Although Brother Fu and Zhou Sen could not be said to have a deep relationship, they had been getting along day and night for some years and were one of the few friends Zhou Sen had in recent times. He could not forgive the death of a friend due to his own negligence.
Put away your kind heart.
Embark on a journey and go on a killing spree!
Zhou Sen's penetrating eyes stared at all moving targets in the distance. As long as there were weapons or attempts to attack, they were all targets for him to shoot, regardless of whether they were old, young, women, or children.
The number of herders is getting smaller and smaller.
Finally, the herdsmen woke up from the layers of corpses. They would never be able to cross the invisible line of defense. Their bravery only left one more corpse on the grassland.
The ferocious attack stopped, and the frightened herdsmen began to flee.
Zhou Sen did not attack. Although his arrow skills were powerful, he was only one person and couldn't do anything at all. There was no point in chasing him.
"Zhou Sen, what should we do with the prisoners?"
The soldiers looked at Zhou Sen with awe in their eyes. Now, everyone looked at Zhou Sen as his leader.
"We don't need prisoners. Anyone who participates in the battle will be executed on the spot!" Zhou Sen looked cold.
"What about...those...people who did not participate in the battle?" Seeing Cai Ping winking at him, the mad Taoist priest asked quickly.
"Gather them together."
"yes."
Immediately, the soldiers acted together, and the injured prisoners were executed on the spot without any mercy, and their heads were chopped off with a single sword.
Some old, weak, sick, disabled and children who did not participate in the battle were gathered together. There were more than 200 people. These people were unable to shoot bows and arrows.
The herdsmen gathered together, shivering, hugging each other, and looking at Zhou Sen in fear.
They all saw Zhou Sen's bravery.
In the eyes of these herdsmen, Zhou Sen is the devil, the incarnation of the devil in hell.
"I am Zhou Sen! Zhou Sen who shot King Zuo Xian and beheaded Yu Wenshi!" Zhou Sen looked down at the herdsmen sitting on the ground.
"ah……"
"Zhou Sen..."
"He is Zhou Sen!"
…
There was a sound of panic among the herdsmen, and some children who were sobbing were too frightened to speak out.
As early as a few months ago, Zhou Sen had already gained notoriety in the grassland.
"I need you to do something for me. Tell your people, tell them that I, Zhou Sen, will go on a killing spree on the grasslands. All herdsmen holding weapons who try to attack our Han Empire soldiers will be killed! All of them will be killed!
All herdsmen who provide supplies to the Chanyu will be killed! All herdsmen who provide information to the Chanyu will be killed!"
Zhou Sen paused for a moment and glanced at the herdsmen with cold eyes. Zhou Sen repeated his old tricks. He began to slaughter the herdsmen like giant armored cockroaches, and then planted the seeds of fear in the hearts of the herdsmen, waiting for the seeds to spread in the grassland.
, as long as he appears, his enemies will be frightened.
"I know that you also have a father, mother, and son, and I sympathize with your experience, but you must know that your father, your son, or your husband is burning, killing, and looting on the land of our Han Empire, and
You are enjoying their spoils. It was your Shanyu who started the war in the first place, and your sons and husbands became the Shanyu's accomplices. As for you, you became the victims... I once had sympathy,
I am also compassionate, but I watched helplessly as my comrades fell at my feet and were shot through the chest by your tribe. I will not allow such a thing to happen again, so I want to warn you, warn you not to pick up weapons easily.
, because it is easy for you to pick up weapons, but if you put them down, you will pay the price with your life..."
There was a long silence.
Among the herdsmen, some people cried softly.
"Okay, today, I will let you live. Tell your tribe, your relatives and friends what I say, and let them know that I, Zhou Sen, will not let anyone take up arms to resist, even if he is a child.
! Well, of course, you also have to tell them that I, Zhou Sen, will never harm any herdsman without weapons, because I like you Huns, your hospitality, your enthusiasm, your generosity, and
Your simplicity, your Xiongnu clan, and the woman I like, she is Master Yijian, Fannier!"
There was a commotion among the herdsmen.
"Okay, you go, take away your cattle and sheep, take away your pack horses, take away your children, but leave behind your weapons, leather armor and military supplies!"
…
Under the gaze of a group of soldiers, hundreds of old, weak, sick and disabled herdsmen began to collect weapons, put them together, and then burned them. Among the bows and arrows, there were thirty-two corpses, which were elite students from Huangpu. They would
Stay in the prairie forever.
When Zhou Sen left, the raging fire was still burning.
The herdsmen were holding the bodies of their relatives and crying loudly.
The sun sets in the west.
Night falls.
Sixty-eight people ran in all directions under the cover of night, and were invincible.
kill!
kill!
kill!
The sixty-eight people were already red-blooded. No matter how big the tribe was, they rushed in directly. There was no reason, no mercy, and destruction became their only purpose.
As long as there is resistance, they will become the target of their killing.
Any camp where a large number of bows, arrows and swords are stored will be burned.
Thousands of herdsmen fell under their iron hooves, and the grasslands and people were in panic.
This elite force has become the devil of the grassland. They appear and disappear on the grassland like ghosts. They have no fixed direction and no definite target. They attack day and night without any plan.
Countless tribes formed cavalry groups to chase and intercept them on the grassland. However, in the vast grassland, if you want to find 68 masters who come and go like lightning, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Occasionally, you encounter them.
He was shot and killed by Zhou Sen's miraculous archery skills and his armor was thrown away.
Soon, the herdsmen on the grassland were killed by Zhou Sen and became frightened.
Zhou Sen's notoriety spread like a plague across the grasslands and deserts.
Thirty-seven days!
This is already the thirty-seventh day since Zhou Sen and others came out of Huangpu.
In these thirty-seven days, Zhou Sen and the others destroyed eighty-eight camps, burned countless bows, arrows, and strategic materials, and killed more than three thousand herdsmen, including countless masters who stayed behind.
In the past thirty-seven days, Zhou Sen and the others have never stayed in one place for more than two hours. They come and go like the wind. As long as there is the slightest disturbance, they will immediately flee. If they find the target, they will pounce like hungry wolves.
Go up and bite like crazy.
Of course, in fact the situation is not as tragic as outsiders imagine.
At the beginning, every time Zhou Sen and the others captured a tribe, they encountered fierce and high-intensity resistance. However, as Zhou Sen's notoriety spread and the message that no one would be killed unless they resisted with weapons, the elite team encountered
The resistance there was getting smaller and smaller. When we got to the back, people often rushed into the tribe in a gust of wind, but no one took out their bows and arrows to resist. Some people even put down their weapons as a sign of goodwill.
Zhou Sen's high-pressure policy took immediate effect in the grasslands.
The grassland herdsmen were frightened to death by Zhou Sen.
In addition to not taking up arms to fight, some herdsmen also cooperated with Zhou Sen to destroy some strategic materials such as bows and arrows.
Zhou Sen didn't know what effect he was doing in Wuchao City. In fact, Wuchao City was now involved in a fierce siege battle. Hundreds of thousands of troops surrounded Wuchao City and attacked day and night.
, its intensity is so cruel that it is unbearable to look at.
In Wuchao City, several large military camps finally calmed down and began to send out large-scale cavalry to pursue and intercept them across the vast land.
The Huns cavalry who penetrated deep into the hinterland of Wuchao City were extremely tenacious. They came and went like the wind in the dense forest, appearing and disappearing. Although they were brutally suppressed, they still had extremely strong combat effectiveness and contained at least two-thirds of the three major barracks.
of military strength.
Of course, containment is not of great significance to Wuchao City, because Wuchao City is steep and easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even tens of thousands of people can easily defend the fortress. The problem is that the Huns' rangers initially
The sneak attack burned all the strategic materials in the Jiudaoguai Barracks, which was located on a waterway and was the barracks with the richest military supplies. This dealt an extremely serious blow to Wuchao City.
Now, Wuchao City is almost out of ammunition and food.
Although the three major barracks have recovered their vitality, the not-so-distant material transportation channel has become a natural chasm. Countless Huns rangers are active in the wilderness. They specialize in harassing the convoys escorting the use of materials. They suddenly became
Soldiers with strict military discipline charge into battle with incomparable ferocity, but more often than not, they are like a mob, harassing and then dispersing...
The rangers who could not be exterminated for a long time not only caused great trouble to Wuchao City, but also brought nightmares to the local residents, because those rangers did not have much supplies at all and relied entirely on robbing, and before robbing.
At this time, General Lu's arrangement at the Huangpu training camp began to show results. Hundreds of elite trainees headed by Wu Mazi began to fight tit for tat. Rangers similar to the Huns' cavalry began to pursue and hunt the Huns' rangers in the vast hinterland of Wuchao City.
In the midst of the siege and interception, countless heroic stories emerged that made people laugh and cry.
It has to be said that the appearance of Wu Mazi and others greatly relieved the pressure on the three major barracks and Wuchao City, and caused panic to the Huns rangers. After all, Wu Mazi and the others were the elites of Wuchao City, the worst.
He is also the recipient of the one-star combat value badge.
However, the 400 elite rangers of the Han Empire were unable to contain the nearly 20,000 rangers. Although Wu Mazi and the others fought bravely, due to the complex terrain in the hinterland of Wuchao City, lush forests, and trails extending in all directions, their hunting was only to defeat the Hun rangers.
He didn't dare to be so unscrupulous and blatant, but he was unable to reverse the trend, let alone protect the scattered residents of the empire.
There were widespread complaints among the people.
In the imperial capital, Long Yan was even more furious. He issued decrees one after another, sternly ordering the Jingua God to destroy the Huns' rangers as soon as possible and restore social order at the border.
Above the court, there were countless memorials to impeach the God of Jingua. If Wu Yuan’s army had not come out to speak out, the God of Jingua would have been taken to the capital long ago. However, even if General Wu Yuan came out to speak, the power of the God of Jingua was still weakened.
After a lot of attention, the supervisor Eunuch Li began to blatantly interfere in the affairs of Wuchao City. Some of the fence-sitters also realized that the Golden Melon God was about to lose power and began to lean towards Eunuch Li.
The God of Golden Melon stands worriedly on the city wall. Looking from a distance, you can see the Xiongnu camp that seems to stretch to the sky.
The daily consumption of Wuchao City is extremely staggering.
You can think about it, Wuchao City consumes up to 100,000 arrows and feathers every day, countless longbows and armors are damaged, and countless defensive equipment needs to be repaired, and these losses require three major barracks to replenish them.
It’s not just the wear and tear of weapons that need to be replenished.
Medicines for the wounded and food for tens of thousands of people, which consume a huge amount of money every day, all need to be delivered from the three major barracks, especially Jiudaoguai Barracks, and it just so happened that Jiudaoguai Barracks was the first to suffer heavy losses.
It was burned to the ground and almost razed to the ground. Although order was restored, there was not enough strength to send the military supplies transported by water to Wuchao City.
The current Wuchao City is nominally a fortress with three large barracks guarding it, but in fact, it is attacked from both sides. Not only are supplies unable to be delivered in time, but there are also problems with the delivery of military orders.
In fact, when the Huns launched their sneak attack on the first day, the Jingua Goddess lost control of the three barracks, and the power of the Jingua Gods was seriously emptied.
The three barracks fought independently, and the generals, under the instructions of Eunuch Li, were waiting and watching to conserve their strength and avoid excessive losses and being held accountable by the imperial capital.
On the twentieth day, Jingua God already understood that he had fallen into a huge trap, and the target of this trap was him.
In twenty days, the three barracks should have recovered. However, the barracks that recovered did not provide timely military support to Wuchao City. They only symbolically escorted some military supplies, and these military supplies were far away.
Far from enough to replenish the lost quantity.
The armor in the warehouse has been exhausted.
There are also fewer and fewer arrow feathers.
In order to ensure that the opponent had bows and crossbows available when attacking, the God of Jingua had to order the use of arrows sparingly. However, this economy made the Huns more arrogant. They would often send archers close to the city wall to provoke them, and they would kill them with long bows unscrupulously.
garrison.
There are also more and more wounded.
Medicines are running out...
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The anxious Jingua God was waiting for the moment when Wuchao City fell.
However, what surprised Jingua Tianjin was that on the twenty-eighth day of his struggle, the Huns' attacks suddenly weakened, and the frequency of longbow shooting became less and less. You know, usually, the Huns
Every time a person shoots, the sky is blocked and the sun is blocked. On the city wall, the ground is covered with feathers, like heavy snow, and the scene is extremely spectacular.
Regarding the consumption of arrow feathers, the Han Empire was well prepared.
The Han Empire had a complete bow and arrow manufacturing industry to meet the huge consumption caused by rapid shooting.
In the Gods and Demons Continent, other countries that lack political unity are unable to complete such a heavy support task. To deal with a cavalry charge, three to four volleys can be fired, followed by free fire. Just take the battles recorded in the Han Empire as an example,
If an archer has a chance to fire 5 arrows during each enemy charge, then 7,000 to 10,000 people equals 35,000 to 50,000 arrows.
In a battle, dozens of charges were commonplace, and throughout the war, the shooting of bows and arrows did not stop, with as many as 500,000 to 800,000 arrows used!
No one has accurately counted the specific number. Later, someone described another battlefield - the ground was covered with feathers, like heavy snow.
Could it be that the Xiongnu’s supplies were also exhausted?
Immediately, the God of Gold Melon gave up the idea.
It can be said that the Xiongnu clan has carefully planned for today's war. It stands to reason that they will never fight an unprepared battle. Since they dare to openly set up camp not far from Wuchao City, it means that they have a very well-informed intelligence system. They know
The difficulties faced by Wuchao City.
It can be seen from the frequency of sieges some time ago that the Huns took turns to shoot arrows every day and planned to consume Wuchao City's supplies. They were waiting for the moment when Wuchao City's army was distracted, and then captured Wuchao City in one fell swoop.
, by then, the southern gate of the Han Empire will be completely exposed to the iron hoof of the Huns...
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It has to be said that Jingua Tianshen is an extremely excellent general, full of the adventurous spirit and courage of a soldier. Although he is unable to determine the dilemma faced by the Huns army, it does not mean that he will let go of this opportunity.
The God of Jingua began to send out small groups of heavy armored cavalry to harass the Hun army, spy on the strength of the Xiongnu army, and gathered all the strong men on the city wall to use longbows to rush to support the heavy armored cavalry. At this time, Wuchao City must cherish every moment.
An arrow feather, so using a strong man as a longbow can increase efficiency.
The impact of the heavily armored cavalry was terrifying. The Huns army would never allow heavy armored cavalry to invade their camp. It would be a disaster.
The overwhelming arrow feathers are like a forest of thousands of arrows.
After repeated attempts to charge, the Huns' arrow rain soon became less dense.
Could it be that their sharp arrows are really almost used up?
The scene in front of him fell into the eyes of the Golden Melon God on the city wall, and the Golden Melon God suddenly became energetic.
Although Wuchao City is almost at the end of its rope, there are still natural dangers to rely on, and the Xiongnu army is huge in number and has come from afar. If there is a problem with supplies, it will be a disaster.
The God of Golden Melon did not hesitate any longer and made a decisive decision, sending out Wuchao City's most elite cavalry to provoke him.
At this time, the God of Jingua no longer cared about cherishing the few arrow feathers, and ordered all the long archers to rush to the aid of the heavy armored cavalry harassing the Huns army at all costs.
The method is very simple. A large number of tightly wrapped heavy armored cavalry are constantly harassing the Huns camp. Once the Huns army is encircled and suppressed, they will immediately return to Wuchao City, and those strong long archers will use dense rain of arrows to stop those soldiers.
The chasing Huns cavalry.
Compared with the heavy armored cavalry of the Han Dynasty, which were armed to the teeth, the Huns cavalry were really a bit shabby. In order to pursue speed, they all went into battle lightly. At most, they wore some light leather armor. Some of them, even ordinary clothes, were unable to resist at all.
The sharp arrow of the Han Empire.
On the other hand, the heavy armored cavalry of the Han Empire were not only covered with a thick layer of armor, but the horses were also covered with thick armor, which could not be penetrated by sharp arrows.
The only flaw of the heavy armored cavalry is that it lacks mobility and cannot travel long distances. However, this does not affect the heavy armored cavalry of Wuchao City, because they are fighting at home, and they are backed by powerful archers.
, they can come back at any time.
Moreover, except for a very small number of Xiongnu martial arts masters, ordinary Huns cavalry did not dare to approach the heavy armored cavalry at all, because the heavy armored cavalry of the Han Empire were all strong men selected from a thousand. They were not only invulnerable, but also powerful.
Infinite, the weapons he holds are all heavy weapons, and as long as they encounter them, they will be seriously injured even if they are not killed. It is said that some strong men are born with supernatural powers that even ordinary strong men cannot match.
In some classic battles of the Han Empire, three heavy armored cavalry once broke into an infantry camp and killed hundreds of infantry.
In the Han Empire, heavy armored cavalry has always been the trump card. It costs a lot to train a heavy armored cavalry. Its equipment alone costs more than millions of imperial coins. Both war horses and armor are carefully selected.
In Wuchao City, there are less than a thousand heavy armored cavalry. Jingua Tianshen has never used heavy armored cavalry because this cavalry is the last hope of Wuchao City.
Now, the God of Golden Melon does not hesitate to use heavy armored cavalry to fight against the odds.
Using heavy armored cavalry is extremely risky, because no matter how powerful the heavy armored cavalry is, they are only cavalry, not immortal gods of war. They will still die, not to mention that they are facing hundreds of thousands of troops.
In less than a day, two hundred heavy armored cavalry were killed, and one thousand heavy armored cavalry were lost by one-fifth.
If two hundred ordinary soldiers died, it would naturally be insignificant. However, if two hundred heavy armored cavalry died in just one day, if the news spread to the interior of the Han Empire, I am afraid that the whole empire would be shocked.
The heavy armored cavalry of the Han Dynasty was a myth of invincibility among the people of the Han Empire. In peaceful times, the death of even one heavy armored cavalry would become news in the Han Empire.
The Golden Melon God will not stop attacking. Even if it is a desperate move, even if Wuchao City falls, he will seize this opportunity. This is his only hope at the moment.
Now, Jingua Tianshen is most worried about using this method to consume Wuchao City's strength when the opponent is trying to escape.
The God of Gold Melon had no choice.
Now, it is time for Wuchao City to fight against all odds. If the Xiongnu army does not encounter any problems, then the fall of Wuchao City will only happen sooner or later.
God Jingua guessed that the Huns army was in trouble, but he never dreamed that the Huns army would encounter the same problem as him.
Zhou Sen's elite team caused huge damage to Shan Yu's logistics. Many tribes that transported food, grass and weapons to Shan Yu's army were attacked and burned by Zhou Sen.
At the beginning, Zhou Sen's lightning attack did not attract Shan Yu's attention, because at that time, Chan Yu had strong soldiers and horses, and abundant food and grass. However, on the twentieth day, Shan Yu was shocked to find that they had consumed
The bows and arrows needed could not be compensated, and the food supplies were exhausted, to the point of slaughtering war horses to satisfy hunger.
What about the loyal tribes?
At this time, Shan Yu discovered that the rangers of the Han Empire, who had not been taken seriously by him, were actually burning, killing and looting on a large scale in the hinterland of the grassland. In just twenty days, they actually destroyed more than a hundred tribal camps.
, and most of them are tribes that provide logistical supplies to Shanyu.
Compared with the vast and rich Han Empire, the barren Xiongnu did not produce bow wood. Because of its backward industry, even metal arrowheads could not be produced on a large scale. Some weapons were accumulated bit by bit over many years.
In order to invade the Han Empire this time, as early as twenty years ago, Shanyu had been making careful plans and ordered some tribes to reserve strategic materials on a large scale in case of emergencies. However, the twenty years of preparations were burned by Zhou Sen...
…
Chanyu Thunder was furious.
Immediately, several groups of cavalry entered the grassland and surrounded Zhou Sen.
At the same time, Chanyu sent a large number of troops to collect food, livestock and weapons in the grasslands. However, this so-called "collection" was actually no different from robbery. The herdsmen who were already frightened by Zhou Sen's group were killed.
It was also plundered by Chanyu's army, which made the situation worse.
Many herdsmen began to lose respect and admiration for the Chanyu and secretly cursed him.
The hundreds of thousands of Xiongnu troops also began to panic, because they were all herdsmen drawn from major tribes. They also had their own tribes, and they also had wives, children, and parents.
Rumors spread among the army.
Some herdsmen began to try to sneak home.
The strict military discipline of the Xiongnu soldiers is different from that of the Han Empire. This is because the Xiongnu soldiers are herdsmen in ordinary times. When they put on their armor, they become soldiers. When they take off their armor, they become herders. Although they are brave in combat, they lack organization and discipline. Once
The morale of the military was weakened, which immediately triggered a chain reaction.
Shanyu also found that the morale of the army was wavering.
On the thirty-ninth day, the supplies had not improved, and the few cavalry sent out seemed to have disappeared without any news. However, news about the large Han rangers killing people and setting fires on the grassland came every day.
The Xiongnu army was not only almost exhausted of arrow feathers, but also exhausted of food.
The amount of food that hundreds of thousands of troops need to eat every day is extremely staggering.
At the beginning, when Shan Yu led his army to the city, each soldier did not carry enough food for seven days, and the food carried by the troops was less than ten days. Later, supplies continued to last for a few more days. When the supplies were interrupted, the supply began to
They robbed nearby herdsmen and persisted for a few more days, but now they could no longer hold on.
Shanyu made a difficult decision.
General attack on Wuchao City!
At this time, Chanyu was already riding a tiger, and the only way he could break the situation was to capture Wuchao City, and all problems would be solved.
There is no doubt that the Huns without bows and arrows are like tigers without teeth.
However, Shanyu had no choice.
"Kill!" Chanyu sat on the giant horse, with a hint of determination on his majestic face. He had been preparing for today for twenty years, and he could never give up.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
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The horn of charge sounded, and the sound of killing shook the sky. The Huns' cavalry poured into the Grand Canyon of Wuchao City like a tide, charging towards Wuchao City without fear of death.
Amidst the earth-shattering sound of horse hooves, the Huns cavalry rushed to the bottom of the city wall, and the horn bows in their hands kept shooting out overwhelming arrows.
Chanyu equipped all the arrow feathers on the cavalry that attacked in the first round.
The sky, with arrow feathers like overwhelming locusts, instantly darkened.
Peng!
Peng!
Peng!
Peng!
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On top of the high city wall of Wuchao City is a huge backing, densely covered with feathers like white snow.
Although Wuchao City had done enough defense, it still caused huge casualties in the face of the overwhelming and pervasive sharp arrows. Soldiers fell one by one and were replaced by other soldiers. There was no expression on the faces of the soldiers, only dull expressions.
Shielding and shooting arrows have become an instinct and a mechanical action.
More than a month of high-intensity offensive and defensive battles have turned the soldiers into killing machines.
Bundles of sharp arrows were sent to the city wall, barrels of kerosene were sent to the city wall, and all kinds of things.
Everyone knows that this is the time for a fight to the death.
No reservations.
After the first round of arrow attacks, the few watchtowers, crash carts, nest carts, and ladders in the Xiongnu army were all pushed up. At this time, the deep trench in front of Wuchao City had been filled in dozens of days ago.
, Now, as long as these siege tools are pushed to the bottom of the city, the Huns army can continuously attack Wuchao City.
Because the Huns are nomadic people and lack craftsmen, for them, these siege tools are extremely precious and will never be used except at critical moments.
When the God of Golden Melon saw the huge siege equipment rumbling towards them, he knew that today was the time for a decisive battle to determine the winner.
Seeing the infantrymen swarming in the canyon like ants, the God of Golden Melon made a decision that will make him famous in history.
"Throughout the ages, countless blood has been wrapped in horse leather on the battlefield, but it still remains famous throughout the ages! Man, what joy is there in life? What is there to fear in death? As soldiers of the Han Empire, it is our duty and responsibility to protect our homeland and the country. If we can do it with great vigor,
It is a supreme honor to die in battle. I hope that my blood can ignite the passion in the hearts of my brothers. They will move forward bravely throughout their lives and never take a step back!"
The God of Golden Melon rides on a giant horse, holding a pair of huge hammers in both hands, and his shirt makes a hunting sound, just like a god.
In front of the Jingua God were 10,000 Wuchao City cavalry, the only cavalry besides the 1,000 heavy armored cavalry.
"Never take a step back!"
"Never take a step back!"
The blood of the 10,000-strong Han cavalry suddenly boiled and they couldn't help themselves. No one was directing them. Suddenly, all of them pulled out their bright long knives and raised them in the air. Against the black background like the ocean, the bright long knives were like
Snow, the sharp knife glows solemnly and coldly in the cold wind, making people tremble!
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Amidst a surging and passionate cry of killing, the heavy city gate of Wuchao City suddenly opened without any warning. The Golden God God waved two giant hammers and swept out like a hurricane. Behind him, was Wuchao.
The most powerful man in the city, behind him is the 10,000-strong Han cavalry with sharp swords.
All the elites are out, the momentum is like a rainbow!
On the city wall, a dense rain of arrows covered the sky and the sun was blocked. Locusts fired fiercely, allowing the Han cavalry to suppress the momentum of the infantry. With the support of long archers, the cavalry surged into the ocean like a roaring river.
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At this time, there were at least more than 100,000 infantrymen in the canyon, and there were countless Huns cavalry pressing down on both sides.
The earth is shaking.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
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"For the dignity of the man, for the blood in his heart, this battle must be won! Killing one is a crime, killing ten thousand is a hero, and killing nine million is a hero among heroes! Brother, kill, kill one, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, kill another
Rivers of blood will flow, kill a peaceful world! Kill!"
The God of Golden Melon roared, and wherever the two hammers swept, flesh and blood flew everywhere. Immediately, the infantry battle formation like an ocean was torn apart. Behind him, the ten thousand cavalry rushed along the torn hole.
As we entered, the crack became bigger and bigger.
In Wuchao City, the soldiers were infected by the pride of the Goddess Jingua, and their blood boiled with excitement.
The sound of beating war drums echoed in the canyon, which was exciting.
The Xiongnu army did not expect that Jingua Tianjin would actually fight in person. Suddenly, the tide-like momentum was curbed. The Han cavalry was invincible among the densely packed Xiongnu infantry. Heads kept flying in the sky, and blood and internal organs were everywhere.
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In order to make room for the infantry to push the siege equipment under Wuchao City, the Huns' powerful cavalry were on both sides and behind. By the time they found out that the Han cavalry came out of the city to fight, it was already too late. The entire canyon had turned into a slaughterhouse. The Han cavalry
The sharp long knife harvested the Hun soldiers who had almost no protection.
The cavalry was as unstoppable as a flaming blade cutting through butter.
The God of Golden Melon was so brave that he rushed straight to the ladder and hit it hard with the giant hammer in his hand.
"Peng"
With an earth-shaking loud noise, the huge ladder was smashed to pieces by the hammer of the God of Pumpkins. Wood chips flew everywhere and collapsed. Countless Xiongnu infantry were killed on the spot.
"boom"
"boom"
"boom"
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The ladders, crash carts, nest carts and other siege equipment were smashed to pieces one by one by the pumpkin god.
The eyes of the Huns soldiers were dripping with blood. That was the hard work of the Huns. Behind every siege machine, there were the blood and tears of countless Huns.
"Golden Melon God, Batu is here, don't be arrogant!"
Suddenly, a deep voice came from the far end of the canyon. Jingua Tianshen looked around and saw a strong man coming from the end of the canyon, stepping on the heads of the Huns soldiers. His momentum was like a tidal wave, surging forward.
The first warrior of the Huns, Batu!
"Haha, the first warrior of the Huns, come on, come on! Let me see what the first warrior is capable of!"
Jingua Tianjin roared loudly, abandoned his horse, jumped up, and ran towards Batu, the first warrior of the Xiongnu, with his body like an iron tower in the air. The strong momentum of the strong man was clearly revealed. In the huge canyon, his fighting spirit was
Rolling like boiling water.
The battlefield seemed to suddenly become quiet.
It seemed that there were only two people in the entire canyon.
Batu, the first warrior of the Huns.
Jingua Tianshen, one of the four heavenly kings of the Han Empire.
This is the ultimate showdown.
This is a showdown of strength.
The sky was filled with wind and clouds.
The war drums of Wuchao City were also infected by this domineering momentum. The sound of the drums became more and more urgent and mighty, as if the endless river was rushing towards them, which made people feel excited.
As the two of them ran with all their strength, the several-mile canyon was reached in an instant.
"bring it on!"
Batu was using his bare hands, and with a loud shout, his shirt exploded, revealing a body of strong muscles full of masculine beauty.
Batu's body is not thick, but it is extremely well-proportioned, and his muscles are flawless, as if full of endless power.
The Seal of Kung Fu was activated crazily.
The power of the strong is also surging.
It all depends on who the hero is today! One is the first warrior of the Xiongnu, and the other is one of the four gods stationed at the border of the Han Empire.
Amidst the roar, Batu's fist seemed to suddenly enlarge countless times, like a majestic mountain hitting the Golden Melon God, with a speed like lightning and thunder, and the momentum was so brave and thrilling.
Fifty feet.
Thirty feet.
Ten feet!
Seeing the mountain-like fist coming towards him, Jingua Tianshen's pupils suddenly dilated, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Many people are confused by the rugged appearance of the Golden Melon God, thinking that he is a bold and strong man, but in fact, the Golden Melon God is as careful as his hair. In fact, it is conceivable that the Golden Melon God has been restrained by the Ministry of Internal Affairs for a long time but still remains standing.
It is enough to show that his mind is extraordinary.
The fist was about to arrive, and the God of Golden Melon let out a long roar that penetrated the clouds, and smashed the fist with a sledgehammer in his hand with a devastating force.
The soldiers on the city wall were almost suffocating, waiting for the confrontation that would shatter the earth that day.
Kung Fu advocates strength.
Similarly, strong people also admire strength.
Usually, no one is convinced by martial arts or strong men, but no one knows whether it is the martial arts or the strong men who are more powerful, because no powerful martial arts has ever truly confronted a strong man, and today, on behalf of the big man
The showdown between the empire and the Xiongnu clan’s strong men and their peak martial arts.
Batu was full of confidence.
Suddenly, Batu was stunned, and the huge hammer actually let go of his hand and flew towards him.
Jingua Tianshen is a powerful man. It is said that the total weight of his two sledgehammers has exceeded a thousand catties. Of course, no one knows the weight of those two sledgehammers, but everyone believes that,
Those two giant hammers won't be very light.
Batu's face changed color.
Batu was bound to win this punch. Even if he couldn't kill the Golden Melon God, he still had to contain the invincible momentum of the Golden Melon God.
For Batu, he did not think about killing the Golden Melon God on the spot. He only needed to contain the Golden Melon God, which was equivalent to victory, because by restraining the Golden Melon God, the cavalry behind him would fall into a leaderless situation, and then
, the insignificant 10,000 Han cavalrymen will fall into the vast ocean of the Xiongnu army, and they will be exhausted to death.
Batu gritted his teeth. He could not retreat, or even give way, because every move he made was related to the morale of the Huns army.
There is no doubt that Batu is a man with an iron heart and decisive killing. After he made the decision, his fist did not hesitate at all and he still hit the big hammer with all his strength. He must let the Huns see it.
See his invincible bravery and boost your morale.
"Peng"
The fist made contact with the hammer, making a deafening sound. With the sledgehammer as the center, a fierce shock wave was emitted. This shock wave blew up a powerful hurricane, and the surrounding Hun soldiers were shocked to the point of bleeding.
, that sledgehammer fell to the ground, killing and injuring countless Hun infantrymen.
The soldiers on the wall of Wuchao City all had chills running down their spines.
Batu, the first warrior of the Xiongnu, lived up to his reputation. He actually caught the hammer of the Golden Melon God weighing hundreds of kilograms with his bare hands. His physical strength was evident.
Suddenly, the expressions on people's faces froze.
After the God of Golden Melon threw a big hammer, he did not stop attacking. The huge body still walked in the air, leaped high, and struck Batu, the first warrior of the Huns, on the head with the hammer.
With this strike, the situation changed color.
When Batu saw that the Hun soldiers around him were affected and defeated, he became furious and did not flinch. He used the momentum of the first punch to activate the seal of the skill, and then hit the sledgehammer with another punch.
Batu's idea was very simple. He could not retreat. He had to confront the Golden Melon God head-on. Only in this way could he curb the unparalleled momentum of the Golden Melon God and boost the morale of the Huns soldiers.
An amazing scene appeared.
The only sledgehammer in the hand of Jingua God was released again, and it hit Batu in the air, carrying strong winds and making a whistling sound like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.
"ah!"
Batu was so angry that he roared suddenly and punched the body of the sledgehammer with his fist. With a "Peng" sound, the sledgehammer was knocked upside down, and in the midst of the lightning and stone fire, the God of the Golden Melon hurriedly chased after him, fiercely
A punch hit Batu's fist.
"Wow……"
At this time, Batu knocked away two large hammers weighing hundreds of kilograms one after another. He was already at the end of his strength. In addition, when the old strength had stopped and the new strength was not yet regenerated, the God of Pumpkin took advantage of it and came in.
, one punch hit him, and he was immediately severely injured. He spurted out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't control his body and flew backwards like an arrow off the string.
Naturally, the Golden Melon God would not let go of this golden opportunity. He let out a roar of heroic spirit, walked through the air with his huge body, quickly caught up with Batu who was flying upside down, and punched Batu hard in the chest.
"Bang"
With a muffled sound, the chest of Batu, the first warrior of the Huns, had a terrifying collapse.
It seemed that Batu would not survive. Even if he survived, he would still be seriously injured.
The strike of the Golden Melon God was effective, but he still had no intention of letting Batu go. He rushed after Batu and actually grabbed Batu's body. He twisted Batu's neck with one hand and pulled hard, causing blood to rain.
The wide-eyed head was actually torn apart by the God of Pumpkins.
"Batu, the first warrior of the Xiongnu, was killed, and his head is here!" Jingua God shouted loudly.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
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