Yang Qian rubbed the little rhino's horn. This elixir was too powerful. Who would have thought that a half-grown rhino, in just a few months, would be as big as an adult rhino. It was really strange.
He sat on the rhinoceros, slowly pulled out the four-meter-long iron halberd, and put down his face shield. Some of the lieutenants next to him immediately tightened the reins in their hands. They followed Yang Gan into the battle. They knew that the general was planning to take action.
Iron Halberd pointed forward and roared, "Will you surrender or not?"
In an instant, the armies on both sides roared at the same time, "Surrender or not, surrender or not..."
The sound is majestic, like the roar of the west wind~~~~~!
"My sons of the Huns, charge to the west. As long as we charge out, we will avenge ourselves in the future~~~~! Charge!!!!" King Zuo Xian roared.
"Hmph, you are so stubborn! Leave 20,000 for me to support you. If the others attack, kill them for me~~~!"
Yang Gan took the lead in leading the army, riding a rhinoceros, and pierced the Xiongnu army like a sharp knife. How could the Xiongnu, who was exhausted and depleted of men and horses, withstand such a violent impact.
In an instant, 100,000 cavalry were separated by 30,000 soldiers led by Yang Gan. Wherever the iron halberd passed, heads rolled in. Even many Huns cavalry were cut in two by Yang Gan's halberd.
Seeing such a scene, Xin Zhao's blood boiled with excitement. He kept an eye on it and asked 10,000 troops to guard the north. He led 20,000 people and rushed towards the 100,000 troops crazily.
Looking down from the sky, the army of 100,000 Huns cavalry was continuously cut, surrounded and annihilated by the two men.
"Crack~~~~!" When Yang Qian swung his halberd and pierced the horse's head with force, the iron halberd broke and he stared blankly at the remaining half in his hand.
"Dang Dang Dang~~~!"
In such a dazed moment, two bronze swords slashed at his back. Fortunately, he was blocked by armor, but the burning feeling made Yang Qian wake up. He threw half of the iron rod in his hand, clamped his legs, and drew out the iron sword. .
Rushing towards the enemy, an ordinary war horse is almost directly pierced by the rhinoceros horn, and blood spurts. However, the most powerful thing about the rhinoceros is not the rhino horn, but the unparalleled collision force.
With a body shape of two to three tons, it is heavier than an ordinary car. It can run for sixty or seventy yards. Not to mention the war horses being killed, many Huns were directly hit and torn apart.
As time went by, after the horses got stuck in the mud, both Huns and Xia people dismounted one after another. After the cavalry lost speed, if they were still on the horse, their legs would be cut off and people would be stabbed to death in minutes.
At this time, Yang Gan's armor was covered with blood as thick as sauce. He held the iron sword tightly with both hands and cut the Hun soldier in front of him in half.
Intestines and internal organs gushed out. When he fell, he grabbed his bronze sword. He used the sword in his left hand and the sword in his right hand. He saw people cutting people and kicked horses.
After a large number of Xia soldiers dismounted, they formed team formations in twos and threes. However, in the foot battle, the Huns were particularly messy. They all fought independently, and some even injured some of their own men while waving their weapons wildly.
Seeing Yang Gan slashing and killing like a god and demon, the Huns were frightened. Many people wanted to stay away from Yang Gan, the demon, regardless of the weapons next to them.
"Click~~~!"
As Yang Gan slashed more and more, the bronze sword had been replaced four or five times, but Su's iron sword did not break.
"Surrender, I, I surrender~~~~!" A Hun soldier threw away his bronze sword and knelt directly on the ground, trembling. The masked guy in front of him was really terrifying.
"We also surrender."
"Don't kill us~~~~!"
Someone opened the door
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, the Huns present knelt down and surrendered.
"Ah? King Zuo Xian, why are you cutting me~~~!" King You Xian looked at the wound on his arm in disbelief, just as the two were about to discuss their escape. King Zuo Xian gave him a sword directly.
He also stabbed his horse with a sword. After King Zuo Xian had done all this, he ran away. Using thousands of die-hard loyalists, he forcibly broke through the siege of 10,000 people and led hundreds of remaining soldiers towards Mobei. Escape.
Seeing such a scene, Zhao Xin immediately became anxious, and immediately led thousands of people to pursue King Zuo Xian, and kept shooting arrows.
Yang Gan panted heavily and leaned against Xiaoxi, sweating like rain, and his heart was beating like a drum, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.
After Ran Jing and Mi Le explained the matter, they came to the northern battlefield, raised their hands to Yang Gan, and said ecstatically, "General, I, we have won a great victory."
Mi Le was fine, Ran Jing's eyes were wet, Yang Qian was a little confused at this time, he didn't feel anything when he killed, and now his legs were really tired and trembling.
"Won?"
"Well, we won."
Suddenly Yang Gan stood up and grabbed the two of them, "You, remember, transport the prisoners to Baiyunguan immediately, and order Tian Zong to make proper arrangements and transport them to the mine in batches."
"General, how will the troops be distributed?"
"The 90,000 troops are responsible for escorting, treating, and guarding, and the 50,000 troops are responsible for repairs on the spot." Yang Gan took out the water bag and drank. He couldn't hold it anymore. He almost couldn't bear it. His explosive power was strong, but his endurance was not.
But Yang Gan never thought that for ordinary soldiers, being able to kill one person is considered normal, and being able to kill two or three people is considered a meritorious service. No one knows how many he killed. He can only ask the recorder after the war.
At the same time, the physical expenditure of killing one person and killing ten people are completely different.
"General, who will lead the 90,000 soldiers escorting the Huns?"
"Ran Jing, stay here and Mi Le will escort you. Anyone who causes trouble on the way will be killed. Kill them until they are too timid to resist. Do you understand?"
"No~~~!" Mi Le clasped his fists to accept the order and quickly went to handle it.
Not long after, Xin Zhao rushed over with a face filled with shame, "General, General, King Zuo Xian has escaped."
Yang Gan's eyes turned cold, because no one could see him because he was wearing a visor, and he said softly, "General Zhao Xin, your hard work has paid off, it doesn't matter if a few of you run away."
"Are there any soldiers running away elsewhere in Ran Jing?"
Ran Jing smiled and said, "General, this time we are encircling you, and no one can escape at all."
Xin Zhao's face instantly turned ugly when he said this. He was an Anxi general, but he was not even as good as a partial general.
"Set up camp and repair for the night." After Yang Gan said this, he asked Xiao Xi to squat down and rest against it.
On the battlefield, a strange scene appeared. The healthy and exhausted Huns were tied up. Some soldiers carried wooden boxes and kept looking for the injured Huns.
A Xia soldier carried a medicine kit on his back, grabbed the Hun soldier's arm, kept shaking it, and asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"
Xiongnu looked confused and said, "It hurts."
The Xia soldier nodded, "Yes, it will help if it hurts."
He immediately took out the alcohol linen and bandaged his wound.
"Ah~~~~~It hurts so much."
"Don't feel the pain, at least you won't die."
Scenes like this happen frequently on the battlefield.
The Huns were actually moved and thought to themselves, "Are these Xia people sick?"
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It seems that being captured by them is not a bad thing, at least he doesn't have to die. "
The Xia soldiers were also moved in their hearts and said to themselves, "Don't die. You are our military merit. With you here, our relatives don't have to do corvee service."
When the sun went down, and the Huns soldiers cooperated due to treatment issues, the reception of the prisoners went very smoothly, and they set off before dark.
Bodies were left on the scene, as well as a large number of wailing Hun soldiers. Mi Le even took away the Hun soldiers without arms and legs. Those who could still make a sound and survived were almost disemboweled and could not be saved at all. The kind that doesn’t live.
All the living horses were gathered together, and all the seriously injured or dead horses were slaughtered on the spot and smoked with fire to avoid spoiling the meat over time.
The Xiongnu who were seriously injured, still alive or even dead took off their clothes and threw them into the pit dug by tens of thousands of soldiers. Under the coercion of swords and guns, they were all driven down.
Yang Gan, who was riding on the rhinoceros, was wearing a mask, and his expression could not be seen at all. In fact, his eyes were red. There was nothing the soldiers could do while they were alive. They were dead anyway. If they were not buried, there would probably be an epidemic.
"You are enemies. You can't survive anymore. You can't blame me." Yang Qian thought silently in his heart.
Ran Jing couldn't stand it anymore and moved his head to the side. Few soldiers could look directly at tens of thousands of soldiers being buried alive.
The soldiers understood that none of these people could be saved. If they could be saved, they would not be buried here. Pulling them back would be considered a military merit.
Zhao Xin couldn't bear it. Fighting with Yang Gan was completely different from fighting in the vassal states.
When fighting other vassal states, although prisoners of war may be buried alive, at least one piece of clothing and armor will be left for the other party to take away.
But here, almost every buried Huns were naked, not even a strip of cloth was left for them.
"General, do you want to leave any clothes for the Xiongnu to cover the body?" Xin Zhao couldn't bear it anymore and asked.
I only heard Yang Qian say calmly, "General Zhao, I hope you understand two things. First, these people are our mortal enemies and they have no mercy on our Guizhou leaders, so no matter how I treat them, they deserve it."
"Second, winter is coming soon. If we wash these clothes and sell them to the bosses of Guizhou at a cheap price, how many people will freeze to death?"
Xin Zhao was surprised, "General..."
"General Zhao, you have to understand that I am not only the general of Zhenbei, but also the governor of Yuntong County, and the parent officer of hundreds of thousands of Guizhou leaders."
"The general understands."
After all the seriously injured Xiongnu were buried, the matter was not over yet. The soldiers began to bury the pots to make rice. Yang Gan returned to his tent and asked all the generals to hold a meeting.
A deputy general in charge of statistics took a book and started reading information: "In this war, our army suffered dozens of casualties and thousands of wounded."
"General Xin Zhao killed 14 enemies."
"Ran Jing 9 people."
"Christina 35 people."
"Belika 12 people."
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Yang Gan took off his visor and wiped it with linen cloth, "I've been fighting for several times in a row, how can people still die?"
"General, these soldiers all died in the shooting. The Jie tribe's bows and arrows are very strong. They have no strength in foot battles. They are only injured, not dead." The deputy general said.
After putting down his mask, Yang Gan said, "How to deal with the bodies of these soldiers who died in battle."
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