On the outer hills of Yehu Ridge.
Xu Yi, wearing a full black lacquered Shunshui mountain armor, stood extremely upright on the northern edge of the Yan Army command platform.
He looked at the bloody battlefield not far below with a look of indifference, which was comparable to a large-scale human purgatory.
The Corpse Chaser King's army, which was originally charging forward with great momentum, was attacked fiercely by the Yan army's soldiers with giant crossbow arrows and flying rocks as big as human heads.
In an instant, he was like a frightened sheep, fleeing in all directions on horseback.
For a time, within two to three hundred steps below the Yan Army's command platform, there were Hun cavalry figures panicking everywhere.
However.
Just as the chaos two to three hundred steps below the Yan Army's command platform was spreading rapidly.
Suddenly there was a group of Huns cavalry with about a thousand soldiers and horses chasing the king's big banner with corpses.
It almost went on a rampage to break through the chaos.
He ran straight towards the command platform of the Yan army.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"Kill the enemy general!"
"Kill the enemy general!"
"Kill the enemy general!"
Thousands of corpses rushed into the king's army like a rampage.
Haman, the Corpse Chaser King, kept urging his bodyguards with red eyes and a ferocious look on his face.
Unknowingly, the sword in the hand of Haman, the Corpse Chaser King, which had been tempered for many times, had broken out with several gaps.
The armor on his body was already red.
"One hundred and fifty steps to go!"
"One hundred and fifty steps to go!"
"Kill the enemy general! I will give you a great reward!"
"Kill the enemy general! I will give you a great reward!"
"Kill the enemy general! I will give you a great reward!"
Haman, the corpse-chasing king, waved his sword vigorously and continuously slashed at the defeated troops blocking the way.
During the breaks between slashing, he would look up from time to time to take a look at the enemy general who was wearing black armor and always standing on the enemy's command platform.
The red eyes were full of madness.
However.
Just as Haman, the corpse-chasing king, was panting, he cut down another cavalryman who was blocking the way.
After finally leading the army to advance for more than twenty or thirty steps again.
A large number of heavy armored cavalry suddenly appeared on the outer hills of Yehu Ridge, which was more than 150 steps away.
Fang Yi appeared.
The enemy's heavy-armored cavalry, which were as big as iron towers, rushed toward their own side with lightning speed.
See this scene.
The corpse-chasing king Haman's face, which was originally flushed from the fight, turned pale in an instant.
Its complexion is relatively pale, even worse than the finest rice paper from the Zhou Dynasty.
"It's over."
"It's over."
"It's all over."
Haman, the Corpse Chaser King, couldn't help but smile miserably as he looked at the Yan Army's iron pagoda heavy armored cavalry who were already very close at hand.
"Tiffler."
"Run away if you can."
"If you are lucky enough to escape and ascend to heaven."
"Please be sure to go find my father."
"Let him, the old man, must avenge me."
Haman, the corpse-chasing king, looked at the sword in his hand with a look of reluctance that had already broken into several gaps.
Smiling miserably, he looked at the heavy armored cavalry of the Yan Army's Tiefutu who were already very close at hand, and asked feebly.
The words are over.
He didn't wait for the response from Tie Fuler, a powerful figure in the Chinese army not far away.
Haman, the corpse-chasing king, suddenly raised the sword in his hand that had several gaps in it.
Then he wanted to kill himself.
However.
Before he could reach the sword in his hand to his neck.
A long spear suddenly stabbed from the front, and then with lightning speed
The sword in his hand flew away as he covered his ears.
"You bastard, you still want to commit suicide?!"
"If you are a straight bitch, you will commit suicide in front of me!"
"Brother Xin, why don't you skin me alive!"
"Yan Nanxing!"
"I'll tie up this grandson and send him to the prince!"
Niu Yuanheng, the leader of the Tiefu Tu of the Yan army, shot the corpse flying and chased the sword in the hand of King Haman.
Immediately, he slammed the corpse-chasing king Haman off his horse with his spear, and kept cursing in his mouth.
The words are over.
He didn't wait for the hundreds of officials under his command to respond.
Niu Yuanheng immediately mounted his horse again and led his army to charge towards the front of the Huns cavalry formation.
"Follow the order!"
Yan Nanxing, the official of the 100th household of Xuanjiaying Tiefu Tujiaqu, who was always following Niu Yuanheng, heard the words and responded quickly.
Immediately, he led more than ten of his subordinates to leave the battle formation and tightly surrounded Haman, the Corpse Chaser King, who had been knocked off his horse by Niu Yuanheng's shot.
Wait until a group of robes pass by in formation behind you.
Yan Nanxing got off his horse and quickly walked towards Haman, the Corpse Chaser King, who fell to the ground but kept cursing.
"superior!"
Yan Nanxing roared, then took the lead and rushed to the upper left side of Corpse Chaser Haman with a gun.
Then he swung his gun and hit Haman, the Corpse Chaser King, on his left arm hard with the barrel of the gun.
The other three people swung their guns almost simultaneously and hit the right arm and legs of Corpse Chaser Haman hard with their barrels.
Four shots later.
Haman, the corpse-chasing king, was instantly paralyzed, unable to resist at all.
"Keep your mouth shut!"
"Tie them up and take them away!"
Yan Nanxing put away his gun and ordered with a smile.
God knows when he sees the Corpse Chaser King Dazhu on his own line of defense.
How excited were the thousand Tiefutu soldiers of Niu Yuanheng's department.
Although Yan Nanxing has never seen the portrait of Haman, the corpse chaser.
But from what Niu Yuanheng said before and his attitude towards this person.
It is not difficult to see that this person is Haman, one of the twenty-four leaders of the Huns.
Now Haman, one of the twenty-four commanders of the Xiongnu, was captured alive by his troops.
One can imagine the excitement in Yan Nanxing's heart.
Not long after.
Haman, the former high-ranking Xiongnu leader and one of the twenty-four Xiongnu commanders, has been completely tied up by several soldiers of the Yan army.
"Then I dedicate it to the prince!"
Seeing that Haman, the corpse-chasing king, has been tied up.
Moreover, a ball of rag found from nowhere was stuffed into his mouth.
Yan Nanxing immediately waved his hand and led several of his men to escort the Corpse Chaser King Haman straight towards the command platform not far away.
at the same time.
On the outer hills of Yehu Ridge.
Wearing all black lacquer, Shunshui Shanwen Armor, he stood extremely upright on the northern edge of the Yan Army's command platform.
Xu Yi, who was looking at the entire battlefield below with a look of indifference on his face, had also noticed that Yan Nanxing and others were retreating instead of advancing.
And the figure of the Hun general who was tied up with five flowers in the hands of Yan Nanxing and others.
See this scene.
Xu Yi's face, which was full of indifference, could not help but show some fluctuations.
At this time, the battle below has become completely one-sided.
Xin Sixuan tribe, You Yaoqing tribe, Ye Guolu tribe and Yan army soldiers, as well as Muhua tribe and Aguli tribe's Huns surrendered.
The situation has already formed to surround the defeated troops of King Zhi Zhu on three sides.
At this time, more than ten people from the Tiefutu heavy armored cavalry of Niu Yuanheng and Zhang Junsong, who were responsible for driving the enemy head-on, suddenly separated.
He was escorting a Hun general towards the command platform.
No need to dwell on it.
From this, we can deduce the identity of the Huns general who was escorted by Wu Huada.
Thinking about this.
May
The corners of Yi's mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, outlining a smile with unclear meaning.
"Let them come over."
Xu Yi calmed down for a moment, then stretched out his hand and pointed at the command platform, which was already a hundred steps away.
Yan Nanxing and others, who were negotiating with a group of Chinese army guards guarding the command platform a hundred steps away, immediately gave instructions.
"yes!"
Leader Wenxin, who was always guarding Xu Yi, heard this and immediately leaned over and clasped his fists in response.
Not long after.
Yan Nanxing and two Tiefutu heavy-armored cavalry escorted the corpse-chasing king Haman who was already tied up, and followed the Chinese army guards on foot to the command platform.
"Yan Nanxing, a hundred households in Jiaqu, Xuanjiaying Iron Buddha Tube, pays homage to the prince."
Yan Nanxing stopped five steps away from the command podium, then faced the command podium and leaned deeply down, cupping his fists and saluting.
"My subordinates pay their respects to the prince."
"My subordinates pay their respects to the prince."
The two iron pagoda heavy armored cavalry escorting Haman, the corpse-chasing king, followed him with a slight trembling body and saluted.
"No gift."
Xu Yi took a deep look at the finalized battlefield below, and then walked towards the eastern edge of the command platform.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Upon hearing this, Yan Nanxing and the other two people immediately leaned over and clasped their fists to express their thanks.
"Take the blockage out of this man's mouth."
Xu Yi looked down at Haman, the corpse-chasing king with a murderous expression on his face, and then gave instructions slowly and quickly.
"Follow the order!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Nanxing immediately clasped his fists and saluted again.
Then he quickly turned around and pulled the rag out of Haman's mouth.
"Pooh!"
The rag in his mouth was torn off.
With murderous intent on his face, Corpse Chaser King Haman immediately spat out a mouthful of filth towards Xu Yi on the commanding platform.
Although that filthy thing is destined not to fall into Xu Yi's body.
But this move was extremely insulting.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Then the filth came out of the mouth of Haman, the corpse-chasing king.
Yan Nanxing, who was half a step in front of him, immediately punched the corpse king three times in the mouth with all his strength.
After three punches.
The teeth in Haman's mouth instantly fell out.
If it weren't for his limbs, they would have been broken by Yan Nanxing and others.
And there were two people holding him tightly behind him.
Haman, the corpse-chasing king, must have been rolling on the ground in severe pain.
"Escort him to the high platform."
Xu Yi glanced at Yan Nanxing noncommittally, and then turned his head slightly to look at Leader Wenxin, who was always standing within half a step of him.
"yes!"
Upon hearing this, the leader of Wenxin immediately leaned over and clasped his fists in salute, then turned and walked towards the foot of the high platform.
"Go back and rest first."
"A herald will be coming to find you later."
"Answer the truth immediately when the time comes."
Xu Yi lowered his head and looked at Yan Nanxing, who still had a fierce expression on his face, wishing he could punch Haman the Corpse Chaser a few more times.
Then he opened his mouth and chuckled.
"Follow the order!"
Yan Nanxing felt happy for a moment when he heard this, and then quickly turned around to face Xu Yi, bowed deeply and clasped his fists in salute.
In the ranks of the Yan army.
The heralds commanded by Wang Jingbo are not just heralds.
As the mouthpiece of the leading general and the necessary bridge connecting soldiers from various departments.
The heralds commanded by Wang Jingbo also shouldered the important task of unifying the troops on the battlefield.
That's why.
Yan Nanxing, who originally had a stern expression on his face, only then heard that the herald would be looking for him later.
I couldn't help but feel happy for a moment.
Not long after.
Yan Nanxing and others retreated.
Haman, the corpse-chasing king, also "boarded" to the command platform of the Yan army with the cooperation of leader Wenxin and several Chinese army guards.
"Disarm the Corpse Chaser King."
"Find him another bed."
"Please watch the grand scene of the battlefield with me."
Xu Yi glanced at the corpse-chasing King Haman with a face full of indifference, then turned around and walked toward the northern edge of the command platform.
at the same time.
Two Wenxin Baiwei moved the Grand Master's chair originally located at the top to the northern edge of the command platform.
Xu Yi sat firmly on the Taishi chair.
Then he calmed down for a moment and once again looked at the battlefield below.
As far as the eye can see.
It can be seen clearly that batches of Xiongnu troops were defeated under the continuous division and encirclement of the Yan army soldiers.
They kept falling down like a bunch of leeks.
"At most half an hour."
"This battle can be concluded."
Xu Yi sat on the Taishi chair and murmured in a low voice with an indifferent expression.
Not long after.
The three pieces of armor were gone, and Haman, the corpse chaser king, who was only wearing a thin middle coat, was carried by two Wenxin Baiwei to a bed not far from Xu Yi.
"Report to the Master."
"The Corpse Chaser King has arrived."
The two Asking Hearts Hundred Guards stood behind Haman, the Corpse Chaser King, and then faced Xu Yi and leaned deeply, clasping their fists and returning to life.
"good."
Xu Yi nodded slightly, then moved his eyes away from the battlefield below, and turned his head slightly to look at the Corpse Chaser King Haman.
"If your mouth is not clean again."
"I will pull out all the teeth in your mouth."
"Cut off half of your tongue, roast it and feed it to you."
Seeing the corpse chasing King Haman, he wanted to spit out filth.
Xu Yi immediately chuckled and warned.
Although he had a slight smile on his face.
But that smile made Haman, the Corpse Chaser King, feel a chill down his back for no reason.
The current corpse-chasing king Haman's limbs were broken by Yan Nanxing and others with gun barrels.
Even half of the teeth in his mouth were broken by Yan Nanxing's three punches.
He knew very well that even if he wanted to kill himself again at this time, he would not be able to do so.
Xu Yi in front of him obviously has countless ways to make himself unable to survive or die.
Today's corpse-chasing king Haman can only hope that Tefler, a powerful figure in the Chinese army, can be lucky enough to escape.
Only in this way can there be a chance for revenge.
Thinking about this.
Haman, the corpse-chasing king, couldn't help but feel a deep sadness in his heart.
"Why...why don't you just kill me?"
Haman, the corpse-chasing king, whose heart was full of sorrow, slurred weakly.
"I will let you die."
"but not now."
Xu Yi chuckled and shook his head, then looked at the battlefield below again.
"When will I let this king die?"
Haman, the corpse-chasing king, asked vaguely when he saw this.
"There will be a day."
"alright."
"Don't continue talking nonsense."
"Let me admire the bravery of our Yan army soldiers together."
Xu Yi chuckled and shook his head, then spoke again.
Hear this.
Haman, the corpse-chasing king, couldn't help but lower his head and look down.
As far as the eye can see.
It was clearly visible that the Yan army had completely completed the encirclement.
And he was constantly forming formations to repeatedly charge and kill the defeated troops under his command.
The defeated troops under his command fell in pieces under the repeated attacks of the Yan army.
At this time, the battlefield below has completely transformed into a hell on earth.
Seeing his former subordinates being slaughtered by the Yan army one after another.
And the Yan army obviously wanted to carry out a total annihilation move.
The last hope in Haman's heart collapsed instantly.
