Another young wizard knelt directly in front of him.
Then he used his body to firmly protect the gray-haired old Huns behind him.
When He Junan was about to go up and chop them both with a knife, Liu Deng directly stretched out his hand to stop him.
"I just dug up the grave of the old traitor Maodun, and you think I am a devil. Then when you slaughtered my Han border city and abused my Han people, you never thought that you would die after your death. Will he go to hell?”
Liu Deng sneered directly.
"I dug it up first, I dug it up first!"
A steady stream of killing cries came from the grave of the old thief Moton, and the Huns who had fallen into the grave began to kill each other!
Listening to their shouts of killing, the young wizard closed his eyes...
These people are no longer Huns, they are now just a bunch of wild dogs trying to survive.
"Come here, give me the order. The one who offers the head of the old thief Maodun will live! The rest will die!"
There was no emotion in Liu Deng's voice, and his cold tone made people shudder.
As soon as Liu Deng gave this order, the sound of fighting below suddenly became more fierce.
When everything stopped, a scarred Huns finally crawled out of the grave, holding a blood-stained skull in his hand.
"May I have your name?"
Liu Deng smiled and then asked.
"I, my name is Ernaji..."
The Hun's body was trembling, and he didn't know whether it was because of pain or cowardice, but from the beginning to the end, he did not dare to raise his head.
After climbing up, he threw the scimitar away from him and held the white skull high with both hands, for fear of causing any misunderstanding.
"Very good, you can live! You are free. Go pick a horse by yourself, and then take your scimitar and live by yourself!"
Liu Deng smiled, then reached out and took the skeleton.
"The great man is victorious!"
"The great man is victorious!"
"The great man is victorious!"
…
The boundless war trumpet sounded again, and the entire Dragon City Holy Land was completely occupied...
The Hun nobles who were hung high closed their eyes in pain one by one, their last spiritual beliefs completely gone.
"The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying! We are coming to the sea, we are returning to our hometown. The warriors are coming, we are guarding the four directions!"
In Liu Deng's mouth, he unconsciously sang the great wind song composed by Liu Bang.
At this moment, Liu Deng could no longer tell whether he was the Liu Deng of later generations or the current Liu Deng.
Perhaps, there has always been only one Liu Deng...
No matter what kind of soul is inside his body, as long as he still has that hot heart that belongs to the blood of the Han family, everything is enough...
"The strong wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, the sea is coming, and we are returning to our hometown..."
In the high-spirited singing, countless Han family members had tears in their eyes...
"Soldiers and brothers, since the siege of Bai Deng, the great ancestor died in depression, the emperor of the Han family has actually been reduced to marrying a barbarian! The princess of the Han family actually wants to marry a barbarian. How humiliating is this?"
"But even so, these damn Huns still want to kill me!"
"Now, the head of the culprit is in my hands. This is my king's honor, and this is your honor too! On behalf of your majesty, and on behalf of our great ancestor, I thank you!"
While Liu Deng was speaking, he held up the old thief Moton's head with one hand and knelt on the ground on one knee.
"The great Han is mighty, the great king is mighty!"
"The great Han is mighty, the great king is mighty!"
"The great Han is mighty, the great king is mighty!"
…
All the Han soldiers dismounted one by one and knelt on the ground. Although everyone had tears in their eyes, everyone was full of pride.
…
The wind and snow in the sky are getting tighter. Perhaps Changsheng Tianzhen has a spirit and is also lamenting the passing of the Huns...
"Your Majesty, what should I do with these two wizards who cursed you?"
After a long time, the mood of the Han soldiers finally stabilized again. Liu Deng directly ordered a large number of gunpowder weapons to be thrown into the grave of the old thief Maodun, and then detonated brazenly...
A large pit sunk directly into the originally towering mountain peak, and the grave of the old thief Maodun was completely obliterated.
After solving this matter, all the Huns were as dead as their parents. As for the two wizards who cursed Liu Deng, they were like two dead dogs now.
"You two are very brave. I will spare your lives. I will write you a letter and you can help me bring it to the military minister Shanyu!"
Liu Deng sneered, then pulled out the sword from his waist and cut off a corner of a Hun king's flag.
With a backhand sword, a hole was made directly in Yu Dan's thigh.
Amidst Yu Dan's heart-rending screams, Liu Deng reached out and dipped some of his blood, then danced on the cloth, and then handed it to the young wizard.
"If you don't kill me, I will kill you one day!"
The young wizard's eyes were full of hatred, as if he had met the enemy who killed his father.
"You won't have that chance. When we meet next time, I believe it will be your head in front of me!"
Liu Deng sneered and left directly.
They had completely won the battle at Dragon City, but now new problems were coming.
With so many seizures, how to go back became the biggest problem before them...
"My lord, I'm afraid we can't go back the way we came. Otherwise, we should take a detour to Yan State!"
After packing up the supplies and starting to return from Longcheng, He Junan whispered.
"If we go around the country of Yan, we need to pass through Yi Zhixie's territory, and Yi Zhixie is not the only one staring at us along the way. Do you think those Fuyu people will watch?"
Liu Deng frowned and then said.
"But Your Majesty, if we go back the same way we came, if we encounter the Huns, I'm afraid we will really fall into a trap..."
Zou Yang also said softly.
"Actually, have you ever thought about it, we have another way..."
Liu Deng's eyes were a little blurry. Looking at the map on the ground, an idea flashed in his mind.
"Another way?"
Zou Yang and He Junan immediately focused their attention on the map, but no matter how they thought about it, they could not find a safe way to retreat.
Hundreds of thousands of Huns were standing in front of them, just like a roadblock. No matter which way they went, there seemed to be no way to survive...
"Look here, I think that after the Huns receive our letter, they will definitely try their best to intercept us, but what if we don't go south?"
There was a hint of smile on the corner of Liu Deng's mouth.
"If you don't go south? How can we go back? How can we go back?"
He Junan was completely dumbfounded.
"Let's go here!"
As Liu Deng spoke, he used his hands heavily.
"this!"
He Junan's eyes almost fell out. This was too bold...
Can we still fight like this?
