Chapter 90: Defeat the Huns (7)

As long as you control the foot of the mountain, it is equivalent to cutting off the retreat of the Huns. The Great Wall occupied by Yi Zhixie will be meaningless. Li Guang's idea is very good and has been verified.

"The Han army is mighty!"

Amid the sound of the battle clamoring to the sky, Gongsun He led the Jianzhang army and the cavalry to pursue the defeated Xiongnu soldiers. Rather than pursuing, they were driving away. There were too many defeated soldiers coming.

Although it was night and I couldn't see clearly, Li Guang had a good eye, but he still saw countless black spots running wildly on the field. If it were daytime, he would definitely see the Huns full of panic in fear, which would be too relieving.

Behind the dispersed Huns were the Han cavalry chasing with torches. They roared the battle roars, waved the Han sword, and chopped and killed them wantonly. If the Huns escaped a little slower, they would become the souls under the Han sword.

The Huns on the run were panicked, like headless flies, completely devoid of their former ferocity. Some of the Huns fled on horseback, while others ran on foot, with their helmets and armor slanted, and their army was not in order. Some of the Huns even lost their scimitars.

Not to mention throwing away the scimitar, there are many Huns who throw away the bow and arrow. Bow and arrow are the food items of the Huns. They have been used since childhood. They are as important as life. They even lost this, which shows how panic the Huns were.

"Ha ha!"

The Huns are hateful. The more panicked the Huns are, the more pleasant it is. Li Guang laughed and shouted: "Kill!"

He swung the Han sword, like a tiger, and rushed towards the Huns. With the Han sword swing, a head flew for a long time, and another head floated up with another stroke.

Thousands of Han soldiers were not idle either. They held their halberds and stabbed the Huns hard.

At this time, the Huns had no fighting spirit. They were thinking about how to pass the Great Wall and escape back to the desert as soon as possible, and they had the desire to fight. The Han army was like a tiger wading into a flock of sheep, just let go and kill.

The Han army led by Li Guang intercepted in front, and the cavalry led by Gongsun He rushed from behind. The Huns fell down like straw from rice fields for farmers.

The screams of the Huns before their death, the sad neighing of war horses, the sound of feather arrows breaking through the air, the sound of weapons, the battle roar of the Han army... sounded in a circle, breaking the tranquility of the night. At this time, under the Great Wall, there was noisy and hustle and sound shook the sky.

Only a few Huns fled to the mountain and climbed the Great Wall with Yi Zhi's slanting support. Most of the Huns became dead souls under the sword of the Han army.

Li Guang raised the torch in his hand and rode his horse slowly. He saw corpses everywhere on the ground, with corpses stacked together and layered together. I don’t know how many. The ground in the north was very dry and highly absorbent, but the blood did not have time to soak in the soil and gathered into small blood lakes, emitting a strange light under the fire.

"Haha! Have fun! Have fun!"

Li Guang couldn't help laughing loudly.

"It's so satisfying!"

Gongsun He's voice rang.

Li Guang turned around and saw that Gongsun He could not see the figure. The person who caught his eyes was a bloody man, with blood in his blood, helmet, armor, clothes, face, eyebrows, arms, Han sword, and war horses under his crotch, all of which were bloody, as if they had taken a bath in the blood.

"Prince Gongsun?"

Li Guang looked at the figure a little familiar, but he was a little confused.

"It's me!" Gongsun He wiped his right hand on his face, revealing a hint of skin color, and finally he looked like a person.

"How many have you killed? He has become a bloody man!" Li Guang was a little unbelievable.

"You are different?" Gongsun He smiled.

Li Guang then looked at himself, but he didn't know it. He was shocked when he saw it. Xue Ji was almost the same as Gongsun He, and his body was covered in blood, even the same as the war horse under his crotch.

"We're blocking here, how many Huns come and kill as many as they come!" Li Guang was very happy and waved his right hand hard.

"Yes!" Gongsun He nodded in agreement.

The two of them stood together, panting and talking about the war. Li Guang said that the Huns occupied the Great Wall to the west, and he was very guilty.

"Flying General, don't blame yourself." Gongsun He comforted: "The Great Wall to the east is in our hands. We only need to guard the foot of the mountain to the west, and no one of the Huns wants to escape."

Li Guang nodded slightly. Things have come to this point, so that’s all.

Without saying a few words, the Huns' defeated soldiers arrived again. Li Guang was so excited that he seemed to jump onto the rooster crowing on the beam of the roof, waved the Han sword, and shouted: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

I didn't know how many words of killing roared in one breath, and waved the Han sword and rushed towards the Huns.

The Han army swept towards the Huns like a storm, swearing to capture the Huns in one fell swoop.

Li Guang waved the Han sword and slashed hard. The more he killed, the more excited he became, and the roared kept coming.

However, his excitement did not last long and was replaced by surprise.

The reason why Li Guang was surprised was not that the Han army was not working hard to cut and kill, but that there were too many retreating Xiongnu, and they could not be killed. Often, they killed one, a pair of them, or even more, four, five and six... The Xiongnu seemed to be flooding the dam, endless, constantly pouring in.

Kill more, come more!

At the beginning, when the Han army saw so many Huns, they were excited that Mo Ming could kill him well.

However, after a while of killing, his arms were sore, and the people were exhausted, and the Huns were still running. Look at the momentum, I don’t know how many of the Huns were dispersed, and I don’t know when to stop. There was no way, the Han army could only grit their teeth and mechanically swung their swords, retract their swords, swing their swords, and retract their swords...

On the day of the decisive battle, the Huns invested nearly 300,000 troops, and died in the Han army's powerful crossbows and the halberds. At the time of defeat, the Huns had about 200,000. Apart from the fleeing and injured, the Huns fled to the Great Wall, no less than 150,000 or 60,000.

Not to mention people, even 150,000 or 60,000 pigs, it would take several days to stand there and let the Han army catch them. Under the Great Wall, there were tens of thousands of cavalrymen, and Li Guang's thousands of Han troops, but only more than 10,000 people. Even if they were three heads and six arms, they could not kill so many Huns.

The Han army had no choice but to watch the Huns escape from them and rushed towards the Great Wall like flying.

The mountain road was narrow and inconvenient to rush. Although the Huns had good riding skills, they were still crowded. In order to survive, the Huns drew out a scimitar and killed their companions, and made a ball on the mountain road.

You chop me and I, and I will fight hard, and I don’t know how many Huns died under their own swords.

More Huns jumped off their horses and ran towards the Great Wall on foot.

The Huns grew up on horseback and had special feelings for horses. Horses are their relatives, lovers, and ancestors. Although ancestors are good, their lives are more important. In order to survive, they have to abandon their ancestors.

The killing of each other not only appears on the mountain road, but also continues to happen between the mountains and fields. The Huns who run a little slower will be killed by their companions.

The Huns who rushed to the Great Wall stretched their necks and looked at the Great Wall with their eyes eagerly growing a pair of wings and flying to the Great Wall immediately.

However, the steps up the Great Wall are just a little wide, and there is a constant battle in order to compete for the steps.

Junchen Shanyu stood on the city wall, looked at the Huns who were killing each other, and shouted: "Stop! Stop! Stop! This Shanyu ordered you to stop!"

"The Great Shanyu!"

The Huns looked at the military minister Shanyu on the city wall and exclaimed.

"Hu!" The name of Shanyu was quite useful, so he asked them to stop. Junchen Shanyu was very pleased.

However, his gratitude did not last, and he replaced depression.

It is certainly a pleasure to see the Chanyu, but his life is even more important. The Huns do not care about the Chanyu, but they wield their scimitar and slashed. Under the fire, a tent of blood was splattering, like blooming flowers.

"You..." Junchen Shanyu's orders were not working, and there was no way, so he could only stare at him.

"Shoot the arrow!"

Yi Zhi's cold voice sounded, and the Huns on the city wall bent their bows and arrows, and they shot arrows at the Huns who were fighting for the steps.

As the sound of breaking through the air, the Huns screamed everywhere, and they were caught in an arrow and fell into a pool of blood.

"I heard it clearly. Whoever dares not obey the orders will die!" Yi Zhixie's voice was as cold as ice, especially loud in the night.

"Come up one by one! Whoever dares to move around will die!" Yi Zhi waved his hand and the Huns scimitarly slashed his hand, aiming the arrow at the city, and posing in a murderous posture.

As a result, the Huns were afraid and had to obey the orders and climb up the steps under Yi Zhixie's command.

“Utra!”

"Kunlun God!"

Once you get on the Great Wall, you will be able to survive. The Huns will cheer after the disaster.

There were many Huns rushing to the Great Wall, but the steps were not enough. Under Yi Zhixie's cold-blooded methods, there was no more chopping and slaughtering, and you could push me and squeeze.

Junchen Shanyu took off his fur clothes, pulled out his scimitar, cut it into strips of leather ropes, rubbed it a little, tied it to the square mouth, and hung it down. The Huns under the city cheered, grabbed the rope, and crawled up hard.

This method is good. Junchen Shanyu ordered the Huns on the city wall to make leather ropes, tie them to the square squats, and hang them down. For a moment, the Huns grabbed the ropes like ants and climbed up the city wall.

With these thousands of leather ropes, the Huns fled much faster. However, more Huns rushing to the Great Wall were still far from meeting the requirements.

Junchen Shanyu looked east and saw that the Great Wall to the east was brightly lit and the Han army guarded it like an iron barrel.

"How great it would be if the Great Wall in the east was in the hands of the Huns!" The military minister Shanyu knew that Yi Zhixie had occupied this Great Wall and did his best, but he still couldn't help but feel it.

At the foot of the mountain, there was still a sound of killing that shook the sky, and the Huns chased the Han army. Many Huns killed the Han army, but more of them fled to the mountain.

"What should I do?" Li Guang regretted it. If the Great Wall could be in the hands of the Han army, no Huns would have thought of escaping.

"Everyone blames me, everyone blames me!" Li Guang couldn't help but blame himself.

"General Fei, why didn't you occupy the Great Wall? You missed the military opportunity!" Cheng Buzhi's complaint sounded, but his eyes were looking at the Great Wall.

"I... blame me!" Li Guang tried his best, but he still accepted the accusation.

"General Cheng, don't blame General Fei, he will do his best." Gongsun He rode his horse and said, "We can't kill even if we have so many of the Huns. It is even more impossible to attack the mountain. The Great Wall is indestructible. Once it falls into the hands of the Huns, we will not be able to take it down no matter what."

"It would be great if the general could lead his army to come!" Li Guang gasped heavily, his sound was like a cow, and his face was exhausted.

"Oh!" Cheng Bushi seemed to remember something and wiped the blood from his face: "The Grand Marshal said that we will deal with the pursuit of the Huns at the camera. The Grand Marshal will lead his army to attack Zuo Xianwang."

"Zuo Xianwang?" Li Guang sighed: "That is a 50,000 new force. If he led his army from behind, we would have been a tired army, and the consequences would be unimaginable. Although the defeat of the Huns was determined, our price would be very high!"

He annihilated 10,000 enemies and died 8,000. Although the Han army defeated the Huns, there were many casualties, and there were tens of thousands of casualties. More importantly, from the morning, after fighting for a day and a night, he had already become a tired army. If the 50,000 troops of Zuo Xianwang took the opportunity to fight, the extremely tired Han army would be difficult to deal with.

"We have to clean up King Zuo Xian as soon as possible!" Cheng Buzhi took over the conversation.

Li Guang settled the score: "Since the decisive battle, our army has suffered 40,000 or 50,000 casualties. Speaking of injuries, almost everyone is injured. It is me, Li Guang, who has shot three arrows on the stray arrow. I, Li Guang, is an unparalleled archery art in the world, and I have never shot arrows in my life!"

His archery skills are unique throughout the ages and are proud of the world. He has been hit by three arrows today. Although it is not a critical point, this is the first encounter in the first place. This also shows that the decisive battle is tragic.

"There are 130,000 to 140,000, and exhausted. If you want to deal with Zuo Xianwang, you need at least 100,000, which means that only 30,000 to 40,000 are tired troops chasing the Huns." Li Guang shook his head and sighed, "Besides, we are all infantry. Although we do not lack horses, this riding technique cannot be practiced in a short period of time."
To be continued...