Although the Huns' army formation was dispersed, a large number of Huns still fled into the Yinshan Mountains.
Even if they are as strong as Modao Army, they can only form formations to protect themselves at this time.
Even though the Huns suffered heavy casualties, a large number of them still rushed into the mountains and forests.
Under the escort of hundreds of cavalry, Zhongxing said that he finally rushed into Yinshan.
After running all the way into the woods, seeing that Modao Jun behind him was not chasing after him, BOC said he let out a long sigh of relief.
"Come on! We'll be safe if we cross this mountain!"
Before he even had time to breathe, Bank of China said he had directly ordered the cavalry around him to continue moving forward.
But not far away, BOC said he suddenly smelled a strange smell. Then, even the horse he sat on began to feel uneasy.
"What is the taste?"
"boom--"
Before the Hun soldiers had time to reply, a huge explosion sounded directly from beneath their feet.
Countless pieces of earth and rocks flew randomly, and dozens of Huns cavalry were killed on the spot by the flying earth and rocks.
Bank of China, who was on the edge of the explosion, said that he felt a huge force coming, and then the man and the horse flew out directly.
After flying two to three feet away, he crashed directly into a big tree, his eyes blackened and he fainted.
Immediately afterwards, more explosions continued to sound, and the Huns who had just escaped death were now frightened.
Obviously they had a huge advantage, but they didn't dare to start a search at this time, so they could only run forward crazily one by one.
Looking at the golden scepter that BOC said he was holding in his hand, Qin Moyang felt ecstatic in his heart.
"The Han army is mighty!"
The war trumpet of the Han army behind him was already very close. At this time, naturally no one dared to care whether Zhong Xing was dead or not.
Countless Huns fled with their heads in their hands, and deafening explosions came one after another.
Almost every explosion would cause chaos among the Huns' ranks.
These scouts had prepared for two days and one night for now.
At this time, I am naturally unwilling to waste limited resources on those unknown people.
Almost every time they attack, they select those who are fat or have outstanding armor.
Ordinary Huns soldiers basically have a set of armor and a broken sword, which can last for several generations.
Only those nobles are qualified to use new armor and new weapons.
Relying on this method, basically they will always gain something every time they take action.
When the Huns' large group of troops ran deep into the Yin Mountains, the Han army's scouts finally began to reap the fruits of their victory.
"No one can compete with me for the one holding the golden staff. Isn't he the Xiongnu Chanyu?"
Qin Moyang rushed towards BOC excitedly, but when he got closer, he realized that this guy's face was really weird.
He looks like he is in his forties, but he doesn't even have a beard. How does he look like the Chanyu of the Huns?
"Damn it, you're unlucky, she's actually a eunuch!"
Qin Moyang roughly tore off the clothes mentioned by Bank of China, and then discovered that this guy was actually an eunuch, which immediately disappointed him.
"Boss, this old boy can hold a golden staff, so he doesn't look like a good thing!"
The few scouts nearby didn't recognize BOC and naturally regarded it as an irrelevant little character.
"It doesn't matter what he does, he still has some breath left. Let me catch him first and wait until later!"
In any case, a golden scepter was finally left behind. Even if the political significance of this thing is not considered, this thing should be worth a lot of money.
Take that golden scepter. After stuffing it into his arms, Qin Wuyang waved his hand and motioned to the soldiers next to him to throw the Bank of China aside.
After entering the woods, the Huns no longer had the advantage in speed.
They were used to riding horses and galloping on the grasslands, but they were even more unaccustomed to such mountain fighting.
If their belief in escaping had not supported them, they would have collapsed on the ground one by one by now.
"Chase, chase for me, don't let anyone go!"
Although it was getting dark and the temperature dropped sharply near Yinshan Mountain, at this time, the red-eyed King Liang was not prepared to just let these Huns go.
"I'm afraid it won't be that easy to catch up. This mountain is really too big..."
Zhang Yu hurriedly dissuaded King Liang. After all, if these hundreds of thousands of people were really thrown into the Yin Mountain, they would really be fighting on their own. At that time, the final result would really be unknown.
"Stop chasing me, Uncle Wang!"
The panting Liu Deng finally caught up.
"That's tens of thousands of people. Are you just going to watch them run away?"
King Liang was a little reluctant and looked at the Huns who had been led into the mountains.
"It's not that easy to run away. After all, it's getting dark now. The mountains nearby are tall and straight, and the terrain is dangerous. It's not that easy to climb over this mountain!"
"Then set fire to me and set this mountain on fire!"
Thinking of the soldiers who died under his command, King Liang really hated these Huns now.
"Your Majesty, the section in front of you is probably hundreds of miles away..."
When he heard this order from King Liang, even Zhang Yu was shocked.
The Yinshan Mountain Range starts from Langshan Mountain in the west and stretches all the way into the Dama Mountains. It is thousands of miles long. The section of Daqingshan Mountain and Wula Mountain in front of us is hundreds of miles long.
Moreover, the weather is dry now. Although it is still snowing, if this fire is really ignited, I am afraid that it will not be extinguished without a few months of effort.
"If the Huns can be wiped out, what about a mere mountain peak?"
King Liang's words suddenly made Liu Deng secretly frightened.
Although that is said, if you really want to say that setting fire to these hundreds of miles of mountains and forests can wipe out the Huns, it is still considered one time, but it is winter now...
"The north wind is blowing now. If we set fire at this time, I am afraid that not only will we not be able to burn the Huns, but we will also cause countless troubles to ourselves..."
Liu Deng said quickly with a wry smile.
"Are we just going to let them go?"
King Liang was already furious. Even though the Huns had been defeated this time, he was still unwilling to let go...
"Uncle Wang, why should you be anxious? So what if they escape back? Look at the cattle and sheep we have captured this time. Even if they run back to the grassland, will this winter really be that easy?"
A sneer appeared on Liu Deng's lips, and he fled back to the grassland. This was the beginning of their nightmare!
