A group of Hun Guards cavalry followed closely behind him.
Like a black torrent, they rushed straight into the city.
Not far from the broken city gate, many Han soldiers stationed in the city holding large shields poured out from the broken door.
The Han army saw this.
A team of one hundred people quickly established a foothold on the spot and formed a flesh-and-blood defense line under the command of a Han army lieutenant.
Facing the hordes of Hun cavalry that kept coming, the generals of Bianyi City were somewhat caught off guard...
But he still went to the front line and formed a formation of soldiers with spears and shields in a very timely manner.
Like a steel city wall, they temporarily stopped the Hun cavalry from wreaking havoc.
It's a pity that everything is useless in front of the cavalry group army that is running and full of impact.
"..."
The prairie men who grew up in the boundless prairie have a very high fighting spirit and are not afraid of death or sacrifice.
Because in their impression, death means returning to the embrace of the Immortal Heaven.
Especially to die in battle and return your soul to the grassland is a great honor!
It is precisely because of this that in the eyes of the Huns, any defense in the world is fragile.
"Kill!, kill!, kill! Leave no one behind!"
At the rear, several captains controlling the army shouted when they saw this. They all waved their sabers and led their troops into the "Bianyi City"!
The rushing black torrent stepped over the bodies of the Han soldiers in Bianyi City.
"ah"! "ah"! "ah"!
The crisp sound of bone cracking, mixed with a scream of pain, came from under the horse's hooves.
The defensive soldiers of Bianyi City who resisted tenaciously were like a group of broken sacks that were smashed into pieces and turned into a pile of mud under the feet of flying horse hooves.
The screams of people, the screams of machetes cutting blunt flesh, the sound of spears stabbing in the chest, and the sound of falling to the ground, one after another, echoed continuously in this blood-red battlefield.
King Youxian Huyan Jiyu stood proudly on his horse, the Wolf Bird Sword in his hand already covered in blood.
From the beginning of the war to now, his hands have been stained with the lives of more than 20 Han soldiers.
the other side!
Wen Zhengde, the general of the fifth-grade garrison in "Bianyi City", promptly led his guards to block the gap and successfully boosted morale.
However, the situation on both sides below the city has been very dangerous. Generally speaking, the garrison side of Bianyi City is still at a disadvantage.
King Youxian Huyan Jiyu took the lead in attacking the defense line made by the soldiers stationed in the city with their own flesh and blood.
The soldiers who guarded the defense line with their flesh and blood were trampled to pieces by the high-speed war horses that weighed nearly a thousand kilograms.
"Shield strikers advance!"
"Pikemen thrust out!"
"Archers behind, suppress them!"
"General Mingwei, fifth grade" Wen Zhengde, who had already gone to the front line in person, looked at his subordinates who were in a mess at the city gate, his face looked horribly pale.
However, he had no choice but to keep issuing orders in an attempt to change the status quo.
The Xiongnu cavalry is known as the strongest army in the world and the sharpest claws of the Xiongnu Empire that dominates the world.
The Xiongnu Guards Cavalry led by King Youxian Huyan Jiyu is considered an elite force even in the entire Xiongnu Empire.
Looking at his compatriots who were constantly dying in battle, Wen Zhengde closed his eyes in pain, and the ten fingers he clenched turned blue from too much force.
He saw that the elite infantrymen who he was most proud of in the past were now the targets of enemy cavalry's slaughter under the flash of their swords.
Those faces that looked as if they were about to doomsday were full of despair!
The gap in combat power between the two is really too big.
The messy attacks and flustered resistance made these infantrymen look like a group of fat elk surrounded by hunters in autumn.
"…………"
Right Xian Wang Huyan Jiyu, on his side, took advantage of the gap between the killings to look at the situation around him, curled his lips with disdain, and said to the left and right: "What a bunch of rabble."
After that, he ordered to the Guards Cavalry on the left and right sides: "Crush them for me!"
Thousands of Huns cavalry heard this and quickly rushed forward.
Countless sounds of "puff" were heard, and the galloping horses driven by the Huns' cavalry crashed into the defenders like iron chariots.
It only took an hour for the 60,000 Huns cavalry to kill all the more than 10,000 soldiers guarding Bianyi City in one go.
Not to mention that, they followed closely and massacred hundreds of thousands of people in Bianyi City, and plundered the entire city's food and treasures, as well as some beauties.
Finally, they set another fire and burned the entire Bianyi City to ashes.
The style of the Huns has always been like this.
In the cruel tribal wars on the prairie, fighting, plundering, genocide, and massacre of cities were just commonplace things.
The Huns have long been accustomed to this kind of thing.
In the eyes of the Huns, only horses, cattle, sheep, wealth, and women were worthy of protection.
Other insignificant things will only consume food, and destroying them is the best way to deal with them.
Although the early winter season is not the coldest in the year, the cold wind at this time is often the most torturous.
Black clouds piled up in the sky, and the dry and cold air stung people's noses, like a hook hanging deep in the nose.
Every time a person takes a breath, there will be a dull exhalation sound.
In the morning, when the sun just comes out, there will be a thin layer of white ice accumulated on the ground.
There was a weird smell in the air.
Next to a tree in the forest, there was a row of pale white objects standing upside down. These objects were piled up into hills.
There are many vultures hovering in the sky, which are particularly conspicuous.
In one area, there were even thousands of corpses, many of them old people and children.
Some corpses had their eyes eaten by foraging birds, leaving only two black eye sockets.
Some necks were more than twice as long as normal people because their collarbones were broken by iron nails, just like the long-necked geese hung by the cook in the kitchen.
The wind blew over these corpses, causing them to sway like kites and make strange creaking sounds.
This is not even the worst. Some corpses have no heads, arms, thighs, internal organs, human blood, etc. scattered on the ground.
The corpses of hundreds of thousands of people were piled up into nearly a hundred mountains of corpses.
This strange and terrifying sight makes even the most daring people feel scared in the dark night.
And this scene is a Beijing view specially created by the Huns.
The purpose of the Huns was to frighten the Han army, psychologically conquer the Han army, and destroy the Han army's will to resist.
"..."
Jianyuan five years, December 9th
Late that night, Wei Qing, who was standing on duty on the city wall, used the dim firelight to catch a glimpse of a series of cold lights shining under the city wall, which flashed and passed quickly.
