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Chapter 116 If you want the people of Qin to surrender, even the gods will not do



Chapter 116 If you want the people of Qin to surrender, even the gods will not do

Touman Chanyu is still very appealing among the Huns.

Now he took the lead himself, and all the Huns in the vicinity responded.

No matter old or young, women or children, as long as they could mount a horse, they all followed Touman.

In just such a short time, nearly 5 people gathered.

At this time, Han Xin brought the fallen soldiers and killed them from the periphery of the royal court.

Looking at the brave and invincible Zang Ta, Touman's face changed slightly.

There was such a fierce person in the Qin army, it seems that Tu Ya's death was not wronged.

"Warriors come to me, kill them!"

Following Touman's order, the surrounding Huns rushed to kill the fallen soldiers one after another.

The bloody battle kicked off at this moment.

Although the royal court of the Huns did not have many troops left behind.

But there are many Huns.

Grassland nomads are born tough, as long as they take up arms, they are warriors.

Facing the invading Qin army, the Huns in the entire royal court all moved.

Countless Huns came from all directions like a tide.

"kill!"

Han Xin shouted angrily after beheading a Hun who was charging with his sword.

The soldiers in the Great Qin Dynasty don't need to boost morale at all.

Even if they are facing an enemy ten times, a hundred times, or a thousand times more than their own side, they dare to fight.

Fierce fighting continued.

There is no shortage of Huns around, but there is an increasing trend.

At this time, Han Xin and the others were completely surrounded, and the advantage of the cavalry disappeared at this moment.

The corpses of the Huns were all around, and of course the soldiers who fell into the battle also suffered a lot of casualties.

It wasn't too long a fierce battle, [-] soldiers were trapped, and less than [-] are still alive at this moment.

"Kill, kill!"

At this time, Han Xin was already red-eyed, his military strength was not high, and his physical strength was not good.

If Zang Ta hadn't been guarding him, he would have died long ago.

"How is this possible, these are really Qin Jun?"

Looking at the clansmen who kept falling, Touman was filled with shock.

The ferocity of these Qin troops in front of him has exceeded his cognition.

Touman had never seen such a terrifying Qin army.

How long does it take?

There are probably 3 or [-] Hun warriors who died at their hands, right?

Such a large number of casualties was unbearable for Touman.

"stop!"

Following Touman's order, all the Huns stopped attacking.

Han Xin and others finally had a chance to breathe.

The fallen fighters leaned on each other, regaining their strength, waiting for the next round of the Huns' impact.

The Huns surrounding them slowly gave way, and Touman appeared in front of everyone riding a white war horse.

"If you surrender, Ben Shanyu will spare your life!"

As soon as Touman finished speaking, someone translated it in poor Qin language.

Touman's intention is very simple, he does not believe that all these people are not afraid of death.

As long as one person wants to live, he can use this to kill the fighting spirit of these Qin soldiers.

So as to allow our own side to take down these Qin people at the least cost.

"kill!"

Before Han Xin could speak,

A soldier with blood on his forehead shouted loudly, swung his sword fiercely and rushed towards Touman.

This soldier in the Qin army gave the answer with practical actions and his own life.

"Li San, come back to me."

Everyone knew what this Qin Jun named Li San was going to do, and also knew that he would definitely die if he went up.

Although the fighters in the battle are not afraid of death, they never show their personal courage.

On the opposite side of the enemy who is dozens of times higher than their own side, they all use battle formations to defend against the enemy.

This is also the terrible thing about the fighters.

"court death!"

Touman's personal guard snorted coldly, took a step forward, and suddenly swung the scimitar in his hand across, like a sickle cutting grass.

With a puff.

Blood splattered.

Li San's hot blood spurted out, and his head rolled to the ground.

"This is the King's Court of the Huns. It is impossible for you to win this battle. As long as you are willing to surrender, Ben Shanyu will give you a way out."

In Touman's view, these Qin troops were just dying.

The overall situation of this battle has been decided, and they can't afford to make any waves at all.

"Haha, if you want my people from Qin to surrender, even a god can't do it."

"Hanzhong County, Wang Er is here, and the grandson of the Huns died."

There was a roar, and a soldier in the battle came out bravely.

The spear in his hand stabbed out like a dragon, directly piercing the chest of a Hun general.

And his head also flew high, with blood flowing all over the sky.

"Longxi County, Wang Sheng is here, Hu Gou came up to lead him to death."

Another fighter, armed with a spear, charged towards Touman Shanyu.

"Grandchildren, your Grandpa Song in Beidi County is here..."

"Xianyang, Wang Qian is here..."

One by one, the fighters shouted their names, announcing their arrival to the entire grassland.

"Kill them for me, kill them."

Seeing the crazy Qin Jun, Touman was furious.

Han Xin stretched out his hand, wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and pointed the long sword at Toman:

"Huaiyin, Han Xin! Swear to destroy the Xiongnu!"

"war...."

"His grandma's, Qianzhong Zangtalai, give me a hammer."

Zang Ta quickly followed Han Xin with two big hammers in his hand.

Although he also wanted to go up and kill to have a good time, but he did not forget his duty.

The bloody battle broke out again.

There are more and more Huns, and the fighters keep falling.

Five thousand, four thousand, three thousand to the current two thousand.

There were [-] trapped soldiers when they came, but only [-] are alive now.

And no one knows how many of these 2000 people will survive in the end.

Seeing more and more Huns and fewer and fewer fighters, Han Xin bowed to the fallen soldiers in white.

"I, Han Xin, am sorry for you..."

"it's time."

After the words fell, Han Xin put away his long sword, took out the command flag from his waist and waved it.

Touman looked at Han Xin with some doubts, not understanding what the Qin general was doing.

On the hillside in the distance, a squad of one hundred Qin soldiers ambushed here.

They all saw the great battle in the royal court of the Huns.

Watching the former robes continue to fall in a pool of blood.

With tears in their eyes, they wished they could go straight down and fight these Huns desperately.

But they can't, because there are more important tasks waiting for them to do.

"Centurion, look at the command flag, the red command flag."

"Stop shouting, I saw it... I saw it!"

"Flag that urges you to die, why are you so excited?"

Centurion Wang Jin lazily stood up.

He stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes, straightened his helmet, then turned around abruptly, and bowed to the hundred people in front of him:

"Get on your horse, brothers, see you at the Martyrs Cemetery."

After the words fell, he got on his horse and took the lead.

"Haha, see you at the Martyrs Cemetery."

Baiqi jumped down the hillside and charged towards the center of the Huns' royal court.

They had no armor on them, no weapons in their hands.

Everyone was carrying two jars the size of a human head, and there were four more hanging on the horse.

The reason why they don't wear armor or carry weapons is because they want to rush into the court of the Huns at the fastest speed.


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