Chapter 74 Blood-stained Dragon City (Five)

The Central Committee said that it was a famous battle in the Spring and Autumn Period. The Jin army defeated the Chu army in this way. Of course, the Central Committee said that this story was meant to be meaningful, which was to imply that the military minister Shanyu.

The Huns had only a fire but no stove, so naturally there was no stove to dismantle. In addition to the stove, the Huns also had a tent. However, in order to fight the Han Dynasty earlier, the Huns had already packed up the tent. At this time, there was nothing else except for people and horses under Longcheng.

If the Hun army wants to have enough space, there is only one way, that is, to "demolite people", that is, to kill the Hun herders.

The Bank of China said that although this strategy was cruel, it was the best strategy at the moment. Three or four million people were crowded in Longcheng, densely packed, and the space for the Hun army to gallop had long been occupied. The Hun cavalry could not gallop and could not exert their power. Apart from killing all the Hun herders, there was no way to obtain enough space.

In addition to cavalry, the Huns were also cavalry, and they were very single troops, and space was extremely important to them. If the Han army encountered this situation, they could not use cavalry, but also infantry and crossbowmen to use it. The only thing they could blame was that the Huns' troops were too single.

As for the Huns who set off their horses and chopped them, they were not the Huns. On the battlefield, without horses, the Huns had no combat power, and horses were necessary.

The reason why the Huns were rampant was that the Huns were skilled in cavalry and shooting, and they were defeated. As the saying goes, "Success is Xiao He, defeat is Xiao He", this is a must.

If only 100,000, 200,000, or even 300,000 to 400,000, as the situation is forced, Junchen Shanyu will not hesitate and will immediately order execution. Massacre of his own compatriots and preserve the continuation of the Huns. This is not something that the Huns have done before. A few years ago, after the Great Wall was defeated, Junchen Shanyu ordered the massacre of hundreds of thousands of old and weak.

However, the Huns concentrated in Longcheng are not 100,000, not 200,000, not 300,000, not hundreds of thousands, but more than one million! More than one million is an amazing number, with shocking power!

Killing more than one million herders, not to mention killing, it makes people feel thrilled even if you think about it!

If you kill so many people, not to mention people, you will be a murderer, or a demon king in hell. I am afraid you will have to think about it carefully.

It is precisely because this matter is too big that the Bank of China dare not speak directly, but instead hinted at the military minister Shanyu by telling stories. If he had spoken directly, he would probably have chopped the head of the angry minister.

"Great Shanyu, no!" The ministers reacted, suppressed their fear and screamed in panic.

"You Han dog, you want the Great Huns to be extinct!" Some ministers even shouted at Zhongxing.

If you kill all the more than one million herders, the Huns will be extinct. Even if the Huns' army escaped, they are all men. If they want to have children, they will not be able to find the woman's belly, and it will not be possible to endure it.

"Kill this Han dog!" A minister immediately pulled out his scimitar and rushed towards Zhongxing with great momentum.

Looking at the shaking scimitar, Zhongxing, who was powerless, was breathing a cold air. He gave the Huns the best idea at the moment, and actually attracted the Huns' scimitar. Is there any reason for this?

At this time, except for a very small number of people, all the ministers of the Huns wanted to kill Zhongxing and were willing to stare at Zhongxing fiercely. If they could kill people, Zhongxing said they had been dead countless times.

"Stop!" Junchen Shanyu shouted angrily.

The minister stopped unwillingly, turned his head and said, "Da Shanyu, this Han dog cannot be kept! He is a Han man and cannot forget the smell of Han man!"

"You can't stop!" Yi Zhi's cold reprimanding sounded. His voice was already cold, and this cold reprimanding made people feel cold from the bottom of their bones. He knew that the Bank of China said that this plan was the best solution at the moment.

"Damn Han dog!" The minister still glared at Zhongxing fiercely and then he even put the knife in the sheath and retreated aside.

"The Bank of China said, there is no other way?" Junchen Shanyu couldn't help but sniff the air conditioner, his voice trembling. He was extremely brave, and even if he chased Li Guang, he had never been so scary. This matter was really scary.

"Great Shanyu, please forgive me for my servants' lack of intelligence and clumsy, and I can't think of a better way." Zhongxing said the frightened answer.

"Da Shanyu, don't listen to the nonsense of this Han dog, let's rush out!" The ministers immediately shouted: "I don't believe it, the warriors of the Great Huns can't beat the Han people!"

"Crush? How do you rush?" Yi Zhixiong frowned tightly, and said in a deep voice: "The land has been occupied by the herdsmen, and the army cannot resist retreating. After a while, they are all squeezed together. You don't even have the land to rush, so how can you kill?"

Driven by the Han army, the Hun herders ruthlessly occupied the space of the Hun army like a tide. The Hun army was unwilling to retreat and wanted to go to the Han Dynasty, but they had to retreat without retreating. The more they retreated, the smaller the space. If they did not stop them, even the last part would be occupied. At that time, the Huns had no way to retreat, they could not rush, and they could not kill, so they would have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the ground, and they could only be slaughtered by the Han army.

If that is true, the Han army does not need to charge, but just like shepherds, shepherd the Huns, let them squeeze, trample, and bite them, and they will kill countless people. Not to mention that they all die, half of them will not be a problem.

Half, it's millions!

Even if the Huns were half dead, the Han army would not let the Huns go and would continue to drive them away. In the end, nearly two million Huns would die if they were trampled on. By then, the Han army would only need a few charges to deal with the Huns.

The consequences were too serious, and I also understood that although the ministers were unwilling to accept it, they had to shut up.

"Who else has any other way?" Junchen Shanyu's heart beat violently, his hands tightly clenched, and said in a begging tone: "Who has come up with a better way to solve the problem? This Shanyu has appointed him as the second king!"

Since the second king, the Xiongnu's high position, second only to the Shanyu, and is still above the Zuoxian King, he is the second-ranked figure of the Xiongnu. Although this high position is admirable, it also requires that talent.

A light flashed in the eyes of the ministers, and a gloomy look.

"Who can save the people of the Great Huns? I am the Great Huns' Khan abdicated, and you are the Great Huns' Khan!" Seeing that no one responded, the military minister Shanyu had to increase his reward.

Although the position of Shanyu is hard to let go, the military minister Shanyu at this time really had the urge to give up the wise. He was the leader of the Huns and could not lead the Huns to become powerful, but it brought disaster to the Huns to the destruction of their country. This guilt and this guilt made him feel like Mount Tai was pressing on his body.

The light flashed in the eyes of the ministers, and then the light disappeared without any luster.

This is a good opportunity to seize the great throne of the Shanyu. It is a pity that God did not give them a smart mind.

Even the Shanyu could not find a good idea. Junchen Shanyu's last hope was completely shattered, and a sense of powerlessness came, softened on the ground, covered his face with both hands, and started to cry.

"Woo woo!" Junchen Shanyu twitched his shoulders, and his crying was not loud, but he was particularly sad.

The crying contained despair, grief and anger, and helplessness, just like a woman who gave her a hundred turns.

The dignified Xiongnu Khan, who fell to this point, is a wonder of all time!

"Da Shanyu, make a decision!" Yi Zhixie suppressed his grief and anger, his eyes were red, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

"Zuo Xianwang, don't force me to Shanyu!" Junchen Shanyu stood up suddenly, grabbed Yi Zhixie's chest tightly, and roared.

A command that concerns the lives of more than one million people, even the demons must consider it carefully. Not to mention Junchen Shanyu, a living person, he felt extremely uncomfortable!

"Zhongxing said, you are the most talented. You have come up with many good ideas for your own Shanyu. You can come up with another one and save them!" Junchen Shanyu did not allow Yi Zhi to speak slantedly. He turned around suddenly, grabbed Zhongxing's shoulders with both hands, and shook them hard: "Zhongxing said, as long as you can save their lives, you will be the Shanyu of the Great Huns!"

In normal times, the ministers would think it was ridiculous to let the Bank of China say that this Han people and the Shanyu who was a Hun, but now they think it should be that as long as the Bank of China says that it can save the lives of more than one million herders.

"Why!"

The Bank of China said it was almost broken, and endured the pain, sighed, shook his head slowly, and looked gloomy.

"Do you really need to use such a cool method?" Junchen Shanyu was still unwilling to accept it.

"The Great Shanyu, make a decision!" Zhongxing said gritted his teeth and had to remind again: "If you can't even pull out the knife when you're late, then it's completely over!"

Under the impact of the Hun herders, the Hun army was only about ten miles away. If it were all occupied by the Hun herders, the people would be crowded together and they could not even pull out the sword, so they could only squeeze to death.

At that time, a wonder of human history will appear, a large meat pie made by three or four hundred people.

The large meat patties squeezed out by three or four hundred people should be spectacular! It is very shocking!

"Woooo!" Junchen Shanyu cried while looking at the situation. He saw that the Huns herders were ruthlessly pushing the Huns army like a wave. In such an endless wave, not to mention the Huns army, even if Mount Tai is standing in front of him, it will be removed. The Huns army is like a small boat in the storm, and will be swallowed up at any time.

Time is too late, so I can't hesitate anymore! Junchen Shanyu's heart was bleeding and he had to order: "Kill!"

He said the word "kill" for many times. At that time, it was so energetic that it made people excited. However, this call for "kill" was weak, as thin as a mosquito.

"It's over! It's over!"

The ministers moaned powerlessly, as if the tragic scene of sword light and blood was right in front of them.

"Tell them not to rush forward again, otherwise they will be killed!" Junchen Shanyu knelt on the ground weakly, wiped his tears, and still made his last effort.

As soon as the order was passed, hundreds of thousands of Huns roared with scimitars and said fiercely: "Don't retreat again! Otherwise, you will kill me! If you retreat again, kill me!"

It is very common for the Huns to cut down their own compatriots. However, they have no confidence to cut down so many Huns.

At first glance, what caught my eye was a surging crowd and crowded heads. Who has the courage to kill?

The Huns' army was full of kindness, but the Huns' herdsmen were frightened and were full of fear. They didn't care about those, just rushing in.

Intimidation was useless, and the Hun army had to use a scimitar to shoot arrows at the Hun herders who rushed towards him. The arrows were like rain, and there were many herders who fell to the ground by the arrows. The herders couldn't help but be stunned and the situation was slightly slowed down. However, this pause only existed in an instant, and immediately turned into a frenzy and rushed in.

The Huns in front were shot and killed, so they were naturally afraid. However, the Huns behind them didn't know that they were still rushing in, so they could not stand firm.

"Oh!" The Huns army sighed inwardly, waved their scimitar, and yelled: "Kill!"

The scimitar was swung, and the sword was lighter than snow, and the hooves were like thunder. The Hun army charged towards the herdsmen. When they rushed to the front, the scimitar ruthlessly slashed down, blood splattered, and the heads rolled down. The herdsmen thought that they could escape the disaster by rushing to Longcheng. Unexpectedly, the scimitar that attracted the Huns army was very scared, so they turned around and ran back.

However, there were so many herders following them, so how could they escape? Not only did they fail to retreat, but they pushed the herders behind and rushed towards the center quickly.

As soon as they rushed up, they were greeted by the sharp scimitar of the Hun army. Despair surged into my heart in an instant, and I could only watch the scimitar slashing. Before I died, I could clearly feel the coldness on my neck.

Driven by the Han army, the Hun herders rushed in like a tide. Although the Hun army cut and killed sharply and skillfully, their efforts were only futile and did not play much role.

The herdsmen in front were chopped and killed, and the herdsmen behind immediately rushed up to fill the space, showing a scene of "lotus roots full of water".

In the history of the Huns, and in human history, an unprecedented massacre opened the curtain like this!

The military minister Shanyu and a group of ministers were on the top of the mountain. They could see clearly, and looked frightened. It would be a solution to continue chopping and killing like this. How much time would it take to kill more than one million herders? Even if the time is enough, the Hun army can kill all herders, so why wouldn’t it be too tired?

Once the Huns' army was exhausted, the Han army took advantage of the situation to launch an attack, and the Huns did not even have the power to fight back, which would be too serious.

"Zhou Yang, so despicable!" Junchen Shanyu clenched his right hand into a fist and cursed fiercely.

His scolding was like thunder, extremely powerful, shocking the eardrums, but it seemed pale and powerless. At this moment, it was useless to curse Zhou Yang's eighteen ancestors.

"The Great Shanyu, I have to think of a solution!" A minister immediately reminded him.

"You have a way?" Junchen Shanyuhuo turned around and stared at the minister.

"I... didn't!" The minister was stunned for a moment, replied softly, lowering his head in shame.

Everyone knows that at this moment, we should think of a solution, but who can find a solution when we are in this situation?

The military minister Shanyu and a group of ministers could only watch the Hunting herdsmen massacre. The herdsmen in front were killed, and the herdsmen behind immediately rushed over, as if they wanted to die. They could not blame them. The herdsmen behind didn't know what was going on before, just rushed in.

Blood splattered, human heads rolled down, screams before death, the wail of war horses, the shiny scimitars, the red snow... outlined a tragic picture of the unprecedented massacre in human history!

The herdsmen were too dense, and the Hun army would not fail even if they cut their eyes closed. The scene of people's heads rolling down was like sand pouring down, and they would brush all over the ground. In a blink of an eye, the heads on the ground were dense, with vitality still not extinguished, and their mouths were still open and closed, as if they had something unwilling to say.

The eyes were still turning, full of horror. They were full of hope of escape and rushed towards Longcheng, but this was the result, an injustice! Only by complaining about this injustice to the great Kunlun God they believed in.

In this icy and snowy Dragon City, the splattered blood cannot soak into the soil. Every head of human being rolls down will have a bright red color. The head of human being rolls down too fast, and the blood sprays too much. Even the cold wind like a scimitar does not have time to cool down the blood. The blood melts the ice and snow, and blood flows in the ice and snow.

At the beginning, the blood was just a stream, adding some beautiful color to the white Dragon City.
To be continued...