"Roar with me!" Zhou Yang waved his right fist and said loudly.

Zhou Yang was full of confidence and passion, and he must have had a good plan. Zhang Tong and Zhao Ponu were overjoyed, and their worries were swept away. Instead, the scenery and bright moon were rising. He waved his arms and shouted: "Roar with the handsome man! Roar with the handsome man!"

"Master, why are you shouting?" Zhao Ponu finally understood and hurriedly asked.

"There is an authentic tunnel in Longcheng, and you can escape!" Zhou Yang did not answer. The big whisper with great strength was infinitely passionate and exciting.

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Zhang Tong, Zhao Ponu, and the soldiers around him all opened their mouths wide, but they did not roar, and the "gurgling" sound made in their throats.

They looked surprised and looked at Zhou Yang as if they were looking at monsters. After half a day, Zhang Tong finally came to his senses and said a little embarrassedly: "Master, isn't we not want to yell, is this really useful?"

"Master, is Longcheng really authentic?" Zhao Ponu looked disbelief.

"No!" Zhou Yang replied simply: "I'm a scam from the herdsmen."

"Love?" Zhang Tong and Zhao Ponu questioned in surprise: "Master, can this trick the herdsmen into Longcheng? We used the massacre to drive them to Longcheng!"

The threat of death did not make the herdsmen retreat, and could they deceive them back? It is not ordinary, too difficult, too difficult to believe! They would rather believe that the sun came out from the west than to believe that it would be true!

"It is better to be clear than blocking! We intercepted and killed the herdsmen for a whole day, but did not let the herders retreat. That's because they thought they could escape because of a slight way of life! Death cannot let them retreat, so we will give them hope for life!"

Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows, knowing that if he didn't explain it to them, they would not yell: "The people who fell into the water grabbed the straw and thought it could save their lives. At this moment, not to mention the authenticity, even if there is a ladder to heaven, you can climb to heaven, and the desperate Huns will believe it!"

"I dare not have any doubts!" ​​Zhou Yang waved his right hand heavily and said in an unquestionable tone.

At the critical moment of life and death, I was anxious and anxious like a headless fly, and I had no idea. Who would tell the truth or the false?

"This..." Zhang Tong and Zhao Ponu hesitated for a while, and understood, and were filled with joy. They raised their thumbs and almost pierced the sky: "Master, you really have it! You can think of this idea too!"

"Roar quickly! Roar!" The two yelled in unison: "There is an authentic tunnel in Longcheng, and you can escape! Go quickly!"

"Roar!" Zhou Yang waved his right hand heavily and led the soldiers to yell: "There is an authentic tunnel in Longcheng, and you can escape! Go quickly!"

The roar spread from afar, and the Huns who rushed towards him stopped magically, and their originally panic-like eyes suddenly became bright.

"There are authentic tunnels in Longcheng that can escape! Go quickly!"

As more and more Han troops joined in the roar, the roar became louder and louder and spread farther.

More and more herders heard, they stopped rushing towards the Han army and stopped in surprise. This kind of suspicion only lasted for a very short time, and then turned into surprise: "There is an authentic city! The authentic city of Longcheng!"

A lie, they were surprised, as if the great Kunlun God had appeared.

The herders who were overly surprised turned around and rushed towards Longcheng. The herders inside were unclear and kept rushing outward. The two collided and squeezed together, and they were in a mess: "Escape quickly! You can survive by rushing out!"

"Can't rush out! The Han people are like devils, killing without blinking! Longcheng has authenticity!" The herdsmen who fled to Longcheng loudly promoted it, as if they were afraid that others would not know.

Such things should be done quietly, how can we tell others that they know?

"Is there any authenticity in Longcheng? Really, fake?" The Huns who were running out were both surprised and happy. This was an unexpected joy, a huge joy.

"Can this be fake? Someone has escaped!" It is very simple for a lie to turn into a rumor, and the situation is even simpler now.

"Really?" This joy was extraordinary, and the herdsmen tried hard to squeeze into Longcheng.

Lies were as fast as the wind. Soon, all the herders knew that there was an authentic tunnel in Longcheng and that someone had escaped. They all turned their heads and fled towards Longcheng.

The rumors are getting more and more powerful. Some people say that there are ten authentic tunnels in Longcheng, and some people say that there are hundreds of authentic tunnels. Longcheng is a holy land of the Great Huns. Why don’t there be any authentic tunnels? How can we not leave any backup plan?

This statement is more in line with each other, and more people believe it.

The more I talked about it, the more mysterious it became. Later, even my brother-in-law's aunt and uncle's grandmother escaped. Can we not escape? The herdsmen who rushed towards Longcheng were no longer full of fear, but were full of hope and endless joy.

Looking at the Xiongnu herders who retreated like the ebbing sea water, Li Guang, Cheng Buzhi, Wei Qing, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian, Qin Yi, Qin Wuhui, Zhang Tong, Zhao Ponu and others were so surprised that their chins hit the horse's back. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it at all. A lie would have such a magical and wonderful use!

The Huns retreated quickly, just like a magical invisible hand twisting their heads. They retreated as soon as they said they could, and they retreated cleanly without any delay.

"Lie! Lie!" Zhang Tong's eyes were wide open, his mouth was so wide that he could stuff a bowl into a sea bowl, and he was filled with emotion: "Lie can be used like this!"

"Master, you really have you! You really have you!" Zhao Ponu gave a thumbs up and almost sang it: "The lie is in your hands, and it actually has such a magical and wonderful use!"

"That depends on the situation. If it weren't for the current situation, it would be useless!" Zhou Yang was extremely awake.

"Yes!" Zhang Tong and Zhao Ponu agreed very much.

"The order: Please push your brothers up and don't let the Huns relax!" Zhou Yang ordered loudly.

The Huns retreated cleanly, and a huge space was exposed. The Han army pressed up under Zhou Yang's command. The Han army dragged their tired bodies and lined up neatly, scattering like a sea of ​​terrifying formations.

"Wow!" The Han army's advance splashed huge blood waves, which were particularly beautiful.

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In Longcheng, the military minister Shanyu rode on the horse, looked at the rushing Xiongnu army and said leisurely: "Although the price is a little higher, it will reduce the number of the Xiongnu people, but it is worth it!"

When the Huns herders drove away the Han army, he was frightened and thought that the entire army would be wiped out. If this defeat was the result, nearly two million Huns would lose their lives and the Huns would be destroyed.

The Bank of China said a vicious plan, which not only resolved the crisis, but also created a bright future. As Yi Zhixie said, the victory or defeat of this battle was not controlled by Zhou Yang, nor by the military minister Shanyu, but by the movements of the herdsmen. The herdsmen attacked the Huns, and the Huns would undoubtedly be defeated; the herdsmen attacked the Han army, and the Han army would be defeated.

Nowadays, if the herdsmen attack the Han army, the Han army will be exhausted. When the Han army is exhausted, he will lead his army to harvest the heads of the Han army. If he annihilates the Han army, he can take the opportunity to go south. The Han Dynasty is in the mourning period, and if there is such a big defeat, its morale will be devastating, and the northern part and the Central Plains are at their fingertips.

Although it is very expensive and millions of herders will be killed or injured, it is worth it, absolutely worth it!

Although Junchen Shanyu felt distressed, he was not as strong as the joy. The smile on his face was layered layer after layer, and his eyes narrowed together with a series of wonderful little stars.

"The Great Shanyu, it's not good! It's not good!" Just when the Junchen Shanyu was so happy that he couldn't say anything, Ahu'er's screams rang out.

This was too disappointing. Junchen Shanyu was in a good mood. Can't he say something nice? Junchen Shanyu was very upset and snorted coldly, like a thunder roaring in Ahu'er's ears: "What's wrong?"

"The herdsman has returned!" Ah Hu'er didn't care about the good or bad mood of Junchen Shanyu, and said it bluntly.

"Nonsense! The Great Hun warriors' killings were so sharp that they were not afraid of death!" Junchen Shanyu didn't believe it at all, but suddenly, his eyes widened and his mouth widened. What he absolutely did not believe was actually true.

The Hun herders rushed over like a tide, as if they had found treasures, with joy on their faces.

At the critical moment of life and death, he actually brought endless joy. This is too much! Junchen Shanyu was extremely surprised and suspicious, but his thoughts were like a quatrain, and he was confused.

"There is an authentic tunnel in Longcheng, and you can escape!" The Hun herders rushed to the scene while shouting in endless surprise.

"There is an authentic city in Longcheng, why don't I know?" Junchen Shanyu was very surprised. Fortunately, he was an extremely smart person. When his thoughts turned, he immediately understood the truth: "That was Zhou Yang who lied to you, don't believe it!"

He roared like a mountain, but he could not match the joy of the herdsmen, which had long been drowned out.

"Roar quickly! Roar quickly!" Junchen Shanyu waved his right hand vigorously and ordered loudly.

Under the strict order of the military minister Shanyu, the Hun soldiers used their strength to yell: "Zhou Yang lied to you! Longcheng has no authenticity!"

The roar had the power to break through the clouds and spread from afar, and the herdsmen could hear it clearly. However, the herdsmen did not believe it at all and retorted loudly: "You are lying to us! Longcheng is obviously authentic!"

"My seventh uncle and his uncle have escaped!"

"All the aunts and ladies have escaped!"

This is a preconception. If the herdsmen believe the words of the Junchen Shanyu, it will become a strange thing.

"Hurry, stop them! Let them understand that Longcheng has no authenticity!" Junchen Shanyu's scalp was blown. He knew the terrible impact of the herdsmen, and he roared in panic.

The herdsmen believed that Longcheng was not authentic, which was easier said than done, but more difficult. Who could do it? He could only watch the herdsmen subdue his army and make chaos.

Hope of life can inspire people's potential more than death. The herdsmen's strength makes two points, and they all rush like tigers descending on the mountain, rushing in with the power of destroying the world. The Huns' army could not stop it. It would collapse in one rush, and it would become a mess and fail to form an army.

Junchen Shanyu watched the herdsmen rushing towards him, and his wonderful feelings disappeared, only fear and fear. If he could not turn the world around, he would have to be wiped out.

A group of herders rushed towards Junchen Shanyu, instantly dispersing his personal guards. They pushed them down like a small boat in the storm, pushing them around without any strength.

Junchen Shanyu waved his shaking scimitar and cut off one head. After swinging the scimitar again, he squeezed the herdsmen and threw the horse off before they could cut off the second head.

"Boom!"

Junchen Shanyu slammed heavily on the ground, splashing a wave of blood. Junchen Shanyu's pupils shrank, and he saw a big foot stepping down at his chest. Behind this smelly foot, there were countless smelly feet. If they were stepped on, they would step into meat paste.

"Stop it quickly! I am the Great Khan! I am the Great Khan!" Junchen Shanyu has experienced countless life and death, but he has never been so anxious. If a dignified Chanyu is trampled to death by the herdsmen, wouldn't it be a strange story for all ages?

In this situation, everyone runs for their own lives. Who can care about whether you are the Shanyu? The panic herdsmen are trampling on themselves.

As the sword flashed, a big foot broke away from his master, and blood sprayed on Junchen Shanyu's face. The panicked Junchen Shanyu could only wave a scimitar to slash and kill. He had only a strong martial arts skill, and the scimitar cut was completely unorganized. It was a pity!

There were too many stinky feet. He cut off one, one pair, one pair, and four pairs. He couldn't beat the chops. Don't mention how anxious Junchen Shanyu was.

Seeing that Junchen Shanyu was about to trample into meat, at this moment, a team of Xiongnu troops rushed over, killing the scattered herders, and rescued Junchen Shanyu. It was Yi Zhixie who led his personal guards to save Junchen Shanyu's life.

"Big Shanyu, get on the horse!" Yi Zhi pushed the blood-covered Junchen Shanyu onto the horse.

Climbing onto the horse in a hurry, Junchen Shanyu let out a long sigh, fearing that if Yi Zhi came to the evening, he would become a pool of meat paste: "Zuo Xianwang, you are loyal! Thank you for this Shanyu!"

"Da Shanyu, this is what I should do!" Yi Zhi's bright eyes swept around, and what caught his eyes were the rushing herders. They shouted and searched for authentic words and rushed forward. The 600,000 Xiongnu army quickly rushed to them and was defeated. It was impossible to kill again.

After a while, the space that the Huns army finally maintained was also occupied by the herdsmen. At this point, the Huns army completely lost the ability to charge.

The Huns were all cavalry. Without space to gallop, they would have no power. Not to mention rushing, they were infected by the herdsmen and began to feel panic. They searched for the tunnel that did not exist and tried to escape.

"Why!"

Junchen Shanyu sighed and closed his eyes weakly. The original good situation actually ruined Zhou Yang with a lie, but it was still so completely destroyed!

Junchen Shanyu never dreamed that lies were as powerful as this, which could determine the fate of a country and a nation!

A sense of powerlessness came, and Junchen Shanyu swayed and tried his best to grab the horse's hair, so he did not fall off the horse's back.

"Great Shanyu, we should reorganize the formation and gather the warriors." Yi Zhixie's cold voice sounded.

His idea was good, but that was impossible, it could only be an ideal state. Junchen Shanyu tried hard to open his eyes: "Zuo Xianwang, what you said, but did you see? It was so chaos that the warriors mingled with the herdsmen, and it was difficult for them to turn around. It was as difficult as climbing to heaven to ascend to the sky if they wanted to assemble together!"
To be continued...