Chapter 75: Traitor! Traitor!

Worshiping the Sunrise is a custom passed down by the old Huns, and its status is extremely important in the minds of the Huns. At the critical moment when worshiping the Sunrise, the Han army suddenly arrived. Isn’t this a life-threatening person?

This is like the interruption of the prayer of Christians, which makes people angry. The unhappiness and depression in the Huns are self-evident.

So what if you are unhappy? It’s just watching the Han army rush towards you.

"The Han army is mighty!"

Another earth-shaking battle roar sounded, this time it came not from the east, but from Yunzhongcheng.

King Youguli turned his head and saw that the Yunzhong City Gate, which had not been opened for more than a month, slowly opened. He saw it in his eyes, as if he had opened the Devil's Gate.

As soon as the city gate opened, the Han army rushed out like a tide, as if the flood from the drain was unstoppable. This was not the devil's gate, what could it be?

The Han army in the city was infantry. As soon as they left the city, they lined up in neat battle formations and stepped on neat steps toward the Huns camp. Every step was like a giant hammer hitting the ground hard, and the earth trembled violently.

There were reinforcements from the Han Dynasty in the east, and the defenders in Yunzhong City came out again. What does this mean?

With the talent of King Youguli, he would not have expected that this was the best manifestation of the Han army's attack on him. The Han army had a great appetite and wanted to eat him in one bite.

King Youguli had been on the battlefield for a long time and was proficient in military affairs. When he changed his mind, he understood Zhou Yang's intention. Now, he had no choice but to resist to repel the Han army.

As for withdrawal, he didn't dare to think about it at all. First, the Huns were inherently arrogant. Although the Huns had been defeated by Zhou Yang several times, their overall strength was not as good as the Huns. How could he escape without fighting?

If he retreated without fighting, would the military minister Shanyu spare him? The last time King Zuo Xian fled without fighting, wasn’t he cut off his arms? He didn’t want to follow in the footsteps of King Zuo Xian.

As for whether he could win, he was still confident. Although the Han army suddenly arrived and he was hasty in responding, he still believed that with the courage of the Huns warriors, he would definitely be able to repel the Han army.

"The warriors of the Great Huns: ride your horse, shoot your arrows, wave your scimitar, and kill all the Han people!" King Youguli waved his right hand vigorously and roared.

"Kill all the Han people!"

The Huns shouted in unison, and no longer cared about worshiping Sun Sheng. They got up and went to lead horses, wear armor, bows and arrows, and scimitars.

In the history of the Huns, I don’t know how many years have passed on. Like today, the fact that the worship is halfway through the war is extremely rare. At least it has not appeared in the decades of war between the Han and the Huns, and the Huns set another precedent.

When I woke up in the morning, most of the Huns had not finished tidying up, and even their fur coats and fur hats were not neatly worn. This was a big camp, and there were Huns running around everywhere. Everyone shouted "Kill the Han people", but they were pushed by you and me, busy going back to their own tents, looking for bows and arrows, scimitars, and chassis, which was no different from the vegetable market.

With their chaotic performance, can they achieve their goal of "killing all the Han people"?

The Xiongnu formation had not yet been formed, and the 10,000 cavalry led by Zhou Yang had already rushed to the Xiongnu camp. The Xiongnu's camp was extremely rough and had no trenches to cover, so how could it be blocked by Zhou Yang's cavalry?

Ten thousand cavalry lined up in neat formations, holding spears or halberds in their hands, and rushed towards the village like ten thousand poisonous snakes.

Under the high-speed charge of the war horse, the impact of the spear was amazing. With a "bang", the village was torn apart like a piece of paper and fell down with a bang.

"The Han army is mighty!"

The cavalry kept roaring at the battle roar and rushed into the Huns' camp, stabbing or stabbing the Huns with spears or halberds in their hands.

A group of Huns faced with thousands of people, who were lined up. Their formation had not yet been arranged, but a team of Han soldiers rushed towards them with spears in their hands.

At this moment, the Xiongnu's formation had not yet come true, and it was already a little confused and could not resist it. I could only watch the spear penetrated into my body like a poisonous snake, but there was no power to fight back.

"Bor!"

The dull sound of flesh entering the flesh, accompanied by the screams of the Huns and the sound of falling horses falling, formed a special battle song.

Most of the thousands of Huns had their souls under the spear. The living Huns turned pale with surprise. They had never encountered this kind of fighting style. Although they heard that the Han cavalry had used this kind of fighting style last time they fought on the grassland last time, they heard that it was incomparable to the shock to the soul that they saw with their own eyes.

Bright sword lights flashed, and bright Han swords were chopping down at the Huns. When the Han sword stopped, none of the thousands of Huns could breathe.

Jianzhangjun pulled out his spear, held it in his hand, and started the next charge again.

The sharp spear tip is covered with blood, as red as blood. At first glance, it is exactly like the devil's red tongue. The blood beads dripping from the spear tip are like the devil's fishy saliva, which is extremely terrifying!

King Youguli saw it and was shocked in his heart. The Han army's fighting style was far beyond the control of the Huns. One inch long or one inch strong, and the Huns could not reach the Han army at all. The Han army's spear or halberds pierced the Huns to the ground and broke up the formation.

As he expected, the cavalry of the Han Dynasty held spears or halberds and rushed towards the unsuccessful Xiongnu formations. Under the impact of the Han cavalry, the Xiongnu formations fell into pieces. The Xiongnu were killed and injured, and the bodies on the ground were stacked layer by layer, layer by layer. The wounded screams and the dead convulsions were terrifying.

Looking around, there were Huns lined up everywhere in the Huns camp. If their formation was 10% true, it would cause a lot of trouble to the Han army, although it would not necessarily turn the situation around.

Zhou Yang did not let this happen? He commanded the cavalry to specifically attack these unsuccessful formations.

It has to be said that Zhou Yang is very smart. The cavalry was carrying long weapons to attack the Xiongnu formation. The Xiongnu could not resist at all. Under the impact of the Han cavalry, they collapsed at once.

It’s not that they don’t want to resist, but that they don’t have the strength. The Han cavalry has gained the advantage by fighting with each other. Furthermore, spears or halberds have special uses to rush into the formation. The Huns are not opponents, and their formation collapses as soon as they rush.

The Han army cooperated very well, and Zhou Yang was responsible for rushing to the formation. Cheng Bushi's infantry rushed into the camp on their war horses, jumped off the war horses, and made a little stride, wielding the Han sword to slash and kill.

In terms of chopping and killing, the Huns are not necessarily worse than the Han army. The Huns waved their scimitars and fought with the Han army in close combat, fighting to the death. Although the attack on the city was not smooth for more than a month, the Huns' sharpness was exhausted, and the Huns' sword techniques were still so sharp and varied.

Unfortunately, the Han army rushed from the east with its back facing the sun, while the Huns faced the sun. The rising sun was shining with great light, and it was very dazzling. Where could the Huns' eyes open? They would squint from time to time.

Often, they squinted and never opened again, and they were killed by the Han army.

Using the Chaoyang to stimulate the eyes of the Huns and maximize the power of the Han army, this is exactly what Zhou Yang planned. Therefore, last night, Zhou Yang asked the Han army to rush to Fengerpo, right east of the Huns camp, to rest.

When the Huns worshipped the rising sun, they must face the sun and headed towards the east. Didn’t the Han army rushing from the east take advantage of it?

Cheng Buzhi took the lead in understanding. Gongsun He and Qin Wuhui thought for a long time before they figured it out. When they thought about this festival, they were very excited. The morning sunshine was more dazzling than the sunset. Can the Huns not suffer any luck?

Immediately afterwards, the Yunzhong defenders led by Feng Jing arrived again. As a result, the Han army's power was greatly boosted, and the killing was more powerful, and the attacks were more fierce, making the Huns even more unable to withstand it.

King Youguli wanted to reorganize the formation many times, but he did not hesitate to send his personal soldiers to kill the Huns who jumped around, but failed. The reason was that Zhou Yang did not give him any chance. Wherever there were many Huns, wherever there were Huns reorganizing the formation, the cavalry under Zhou Yang's command would go wherever he could kill.

If you cannot form a formation, you will be massacred one-sidedly.

The corpses on the ground, broken limbs and arms, broken internal organs, splashing blood... more and more, the blood in the air became stronger and stronger.

He did his best to reorganize the situation. The situation was over, so King Youguli had to escape with his remaining troops.

Before Zhou Yang's general order was waiting, Gongsun He led a team of cavalry to catch up.

At this moment, Zhou Yang could finally enjoy a strange scene, with the escaped Huns everywhere, riding horses, hiking, broken arms, injured legs, and crawling... all kinds of methods of escape on the battlefield were used.

The Huns were panicked like dogs that were strayed from home, fleeing east and west, completely losing the fierce flames of massacre of the Han Dynasty.

On the other hand, the Han army was extremely excited and energetic. They waved the Han sword and roared at the battle number, as if a greedy cat rushed up as if he saw a salty fish.

Then there was screaming and splattering blood...

The Huns always boasted of themselves as wolves on the grassland and despised the Han people as sheep. At this moment, it happened to be reversed. The Han army was the wolf, and the Huns were the lambs to be slaughtered!

The battle roars soared into the sky, screams came one after another, and the massacre was underway...

By the time everything was settled, the sun was already hanging in the middle of the sky, and it was noon.

On the battlefield of Zhuma, Zhou Yang swept around and saw the corpse, broken limbs and arms, broken internal organs, splashed blood, and a pool of blood lakes that had no time to immerse themselves in the soil, radiating a charming light in the sunlight.

"Master!"

Cheng Buzhi's excited voice came from afar. Zhou Yang turned his head and saw that Cheng Buzhi's thumb was raised to the sky: "Master, you are so smart! You are so smart! I, Cheng Buzhi, have never seen such a clever idea before!"

Cheng Buzhi's blood was like taking a bath in the blood, and the blood dripped down his cheeks. At first glance, Cheng Buzhi's blood was red, making him look like a lively bloody man.

Not only did a person become a bloody man, but even a war horse under his crotch also became a bloody horse.

Zhou Yang saw that he was almost the same as Cheng Bushi. This battle was so satisfying!

"Do you still need to say it?" Feng Jing couldn't help but hear his joyful voice: "The general chose to launch an attack when the Huns worshiped the Sun and rose. It's so clever!"

"I'm not talking about that." Cheng Buzhi waved his right hand and a string of blood beads appeared in the air, as beautiful as rubies: "I'm talking about the Grand Marshal's use of the sun to stimulate the Huns to open their eyes. The Huns said one thing well: It's impossible for lightning to strike the same tree twice! The Grand Marshal used the same strategy twice last night, this morning, one night and one morning. Do you think it's high to be high?"

Feng Jing did not participate in the Dingxiang Battle last night, so he could not understand it. Cheng Buzhi explained it loudly. After listening, Feng Jing raised his thumb to the sky.

Using sunlight to stimulate the enemy's eyes is not uncommon in the history of war, but it is rare, and it is indeed a clever one. Not to mention, Zhou Yang used it twice between one night and one morning, which is an unprecedented move.

"If there is that convenience, you have to use it." Zhou Yang just smiled: "Mr. Feng, send someone to clean the battlefield. The Huns who are not dead will give you another knife and leave no living! No one who can breathe!"

"Master, why is this?" Feng Jing was puzzled: "These prisoners can be presented to the emperor."

"We want to offer prisoners, and we will arrest them when we defeat the Shanyu headquarters. Now, we don't have so many troops to take care of them, and kill them all!" Zhou Yang looked indifferent.

Junchen Shanyu had the advantage of military strength, and the gap was quite large. It would be difficult to defeat Shanyu's headquarters, and every Han army had to come in handy. If you catch the prisoners, you had to send troops to guard it. For Zhou Yang, who had a large gap in military strength, it was impossible.

Feng Jing understood and nodded, "Don't worry, handsome man, I'll make arrangements now."

"I'll leave it to you here. Let's have a little rest, eat something, and set off right away." Zhou Yang waved the Han sword in his hand, stabbed a piece of dried meat, and sent it to his mouth to chew it.

Feng Jing hurriedly handed Zhou Yang the simmered horse breasts. Zhou Yang took them, ate meat and drank horse breasts in big mouthfuls.

After eating and drinking, the Han army had a short rest and, under the leadership of Zhou Yang, embarked on a new journey.

Their purpose was to defeat all the Huns except the troops of the Shanyu headquarters, and it would be better to severely damage them.

The more the losses these Huns suffered, the more beneficial it would be to the Han army when dealing with the troops of the Shanyu headquarters.

Zhou Yang's plan is good. However, the battlefield changes instantly, and everything is not going well. There are always some unexpected emergencies. There is something that disrupts Zhou Yang's plan.

Yanmen, the tent of the Shanyu king.

Junchen Shanyu held the golden scepter in his hand and glared at the ministers, and was about to get angry again.

All the ministers were all down and did not dare to show up. The war was not going well, and Junchen Shanyu was getting angry. In the past, they were invited to roast lamb, simmer the horse's breasts, and invited them to have a banquet. But now, they were asked to make a "punching bag", and every time they came, they would scold Junchen Shanyu.

"You are pigs, stupid pigs! After fighting for so long, you can't even think of a way to break through Yanmen!" The golden scepter in the hand of Junchen Shanyu pointed at the minister, and a roar rang out.

It is exactly the same as the swearing sounds of the past, with a loud and harsh voice, and contains infinite anger.

If the Huns could have a wonderful way to attack the city, they would not be the Huns. The ministers could only bow their heads and dare not speak.

After cursing for a while, Junchen Shanyu's anger subsided, sat on the throne, stroked the golden eagle on the throne with his left hand, glanced at the ministers, and finally fell on Zhongxingshuo.
To be continued...