The entire Xiongnu vanguard camp was stunned by this sudden attack. At one time, 50,000 Xiongnu vanguard troops were rushed to pieces under the bite of the tiger and leopard cavalry.
In an instant, the war was raging, and ten thousand tiger and leopard riders were like ghosts under the moonlight, waving their halberds to harvest the lives of the Huns.
After killing nearly 10,000 Xiongnu soldiers, the remaining Xiongnu soldiers mounted war horses under the organization of Hu Yanlang and tried to fight back.
Huyanlang, wearing only a wolf robe, was riding on a war horse. Looking at the tiger and leopard cavalry rampaging in the camp, his eyes were about to burst into flames.
At this time, a deputy general clapped his horse forward and said in a deep voice: "General, there are only 10,000 cavalry on the opposite side, and we have more than 30,000 prairie warriors."
Hu Yanlang spat and said viciously: "Give me the order to charge the whole army and kill all these Qin soldiers. I will use the heads of their generals as chamber pots!"
Then the reorganized 30,000 Huns cavalry launched an attack on the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.
"Let these Qin people see who is the strongest cavalry on the grassland!"
"I want to kill ten Qin dogs!"
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Compared to the noise of the Hun cavalry, 10,000 tiger and leopard cavalry spread out neatly in a row. Dark clouds shrouded the sky, and roaring thunder rumbled among them, like beating war drums.
Ten thousand tiger and leopard cavalry collided head-on with the Hun cavalry.
If you look down from a high altitude, you can clearly see that the Hun cavalry fighting against the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry had little resistance when facing the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry's halberd.
The number of enemies three times our own could not stop the charging and trampling of the tigers and leopards with their iron hooves.
The expression on the faces of the Hun cavalry had already changed from excitement to fear. Their numerical advantage could not bring them safety.
Every second, Hun cavalry were killed on the battlefield.
The Huyanlangs in the rear gradually noticed something was wrong, why the number of enemy troops did not decrease much while they were fighting, but their own losses were considerable.
Seeing that the situation was not good, he prepared to retreat early with his own cavalry.
At this time, Ying Ziqing, who was riding a Xiezhi, appeared behind them.
Ying Ziqing glanced sideways at Hu Yanlang, who looked wary, and then pointed his finger in the void.
The roaring thunder fell from the sky!
The hundreds of cavalrymen and horses behind Hu Yanlang instantly turned into flying ashes and were wiped out on the grassland.
Hu Yanlang had never seen such a fairy-like method before. He was so frightened that he hurriedly rolled off his horse and faced Ying Ziqing's direction on his knees.
Full of fear, he didn't even dare to ask for mercy. He felt a terrifying force suppressing him invisibly, unable to move at all.
Ying Ziqing did not look at Huyanlang again, but turned his attention to the battlefield.
On the battlefield, the neat and orderly tiger and leopard cavalry tore at the Hun cavalry who usually drank blood and were domineering in the north. Some of the halberds were wearing the corpses of two or three Hun cavalry. In addition, there were many headless corpses. Lying on the battlefield, being trampled by the iron hooves coming and going.
A quarter of an hour later, the remaining 6,000 Hun cavalry put down their scimitars and knelt on the ground tremblingly in surrender.
A tiger and leopard cavalry general rode up to Ying Ziqing and said in a deep voice:
"Commander, the 50,000 Xiongnu vanguard cavalry, excluding the 6,000 who surrendered, have all lost their heads. The tiger and leopard cavalry can only damage a hundred people."
Ying Ziqing's armor-covered hands stroked the mane on Haezhi's back, and said in a sparse and flat tone:
"Behead those 6,000 surrendered troops. I will use the 50,000 heads of the Xiongnu wolf clan to build a palace in Beijing to comfort the people in the north who were harmed by the Xiongnu."
"Well, let's do this now!"
The sturdy body of the prostrate Huyan Wolf trembled violently.
He originally thought that with the arrogance and so-called demeanor of the Central Plains people, he could save his life as long as he surrendered.
Who would have thought that this mysterious Qin general would actually order to build a palace with the heads of the Huns, as well as the powerful Qin army. He had never encountered it before, let alone the troops he led. How could the fifty thousand Xiongnu wolf soldiers be wiped out so easily.
Ying Ziqing looked down at Huyanlang and said indifferently:
"If you don't want to be a part of this Beijing view, then take me to your base camp."
Huyanlang, who was already prepared to die, suddenly heard that he still had a chance to live. As a barbaric grassland alien, he naturally had no loyalty. In order to survive, he hurriedly said:
"Sir, please don't worry, I will definitely do as you please."
Two hours later, a tall temple made of the heads of the Xiongnu wolf clan had been set up.
It stands like a majestic landscape on the grassland, with dozens of vultures hovering in the sky.
Sitting on a horse and wearing shackles, Hu Yanlang looked at the huge Beijing temple, his heart felt chilly, and he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder almost burst.
Then Ying Ziqing led the army back to the city to rest.
Half a day later,
Three Xiongnu scouts who were responsible for delivering messages came to the original vanguard camp to convey Shan Yu's will. However, they found that the original continuous tents had been reduced to ashes, and the ground around them was littered with corpses.
A temple made of heads seemed to stand there staring at them.
One Hun scout was so frightened that he fell off his horse, his eyes full of shock and panic.
The faces of the heads on the Jingguan seemed to be filled with deep fear. The scout even saw several soldiers inside who had drank with him.
"This, how is this possible? The 50,000 vanguard army led by General Hu Yanlang, Ju, was completely wiped out and was even built into a Jingguan."
"Quickly, go back and report to Shanyu. Beidi County's military strength may not be as small as it appears."
Then the three of them hurriedly clapped their horses and left in the direction they came from. Not far behind them, a red-haired poodle quietly followed them and hung far away...
In the Xiongnu base camp,
Touman Chanyu was holding a naked exotic dancer in his arms and looking at the beautiful girl dancing in the tent. On the left and right were the nobles and generals of the Huns.
At this time,
A Hun soldier broke into the tent in a panic, and even without paying attention to his steps, he knocked down the dancing Mei Ji.
Seeing that the banquet was disturbed, Touman's face darkened. Just when he was about to get angry, the Hun soldier spoke first:
"Chanyu, no... it's bad, the 50,000 vanguard army led by General Hu Yan was..."
"What's wrong with Hu Yanlang?" King Zuo Xian stood up and shouted, a bad feeling suddenly rising in his heart.
"General Hu Yanlang and the 50,000 vanguard troops... were built into Jingguan..."
After hearing that his 50,000 vanguard army had been wiped out, King Zuo Xian's expression froze, and then he sat helplessly in his seat.
Touman's face was filled with shock and anger, and he said angrily:
"How dare these Central Plains people to make the warriors of our grassland a Jingguan? If we don't avenge this, we will be ashamed of our grassland people."
Touman stood up, looked around at the generals and nobles who were looking at each other, and said in a deep voice:
"Someone, go and fetch the high priest."
PS: Come back, come back, I went out to play again these days (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)
