Chapter 254 Big Victory

"Kill the thief and ask for a reward!"

In the Baiqu water, the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky.

The infantry of the Han army lined up to face the enemy, while the cavalry continued to pursue, while the elite Xiongnu were routed.

Holding the crescent halberd in one hand, Zhang Liao sat on Qingmane Dawan's back, watching the battlefield silently, not wanting to make a move.

However, what he was holding in his left hand attracted a lot of attention. There was awe, envy, but also fear. Even now, there are still Hun soldiers who can't believe that King Zuo Xian, who was galloping across the grassland, died just like that.

"Where is the commander of the army? Come out and kowtow to the king."

After several rounds of shooting, the Han army gradually suppressed its own side by relying on the advantage of supplies.

But at this time, King Zuo Xian made a few provocative words, trying to provoke the enemy general.

As a result, there really was a figure on the other side of the river charging towards them braved the rain of arrows.

Riding alone, jumping across the glacier in one step.

No one can react at all.

I could only feel the sound of the horseshoe hitting the ground constantly amplifying in my ears, and then, a cold light flashed by.

King Zuo Xian fell from his horse, and his body collapsed on the ground...without his head.

At that time, the prairie warrior standing next to him vaguely saw a touch of purple, which seemed to be the color of the cloak.

"Your Majesty really..."

"Maybe."

At this moment, the two Xiongnu soldiers with broad waists and broad shoulders were terrified, and they patted their horses and fled while talking.

As the personal guards of Prince Zuo Xian, they are undoubtedly the strongest on the grassland, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are one in a million.

But the scene that happened not long ago made the two of them suspect that life had happened——

A gust of wind pressure struck, making their cheeks ache. Immediately afterwards, the surrounding space seemed to be frozen, and their limbs became stiff, unable to move at all.

No!

Only the eyeballs in the whole body can barely move, and then, watching the owner's head being cut off, at that time, they turned into scarecrows, a thought emerged in their hearts:

My life is over? !

Fortunately, when everyone felt their hearts suddenly stop beating, their limbs could move again.

The indescribable figure seemed to disdain to make another move, carrying a bloody thing, Shi Shiran returned to the opposite bank.

The entire battlefield was stopped for a few breaths.

Thinking back to this point, the two brave Huns turned their heads together and swept across the glacier from the corner of their eyes——

A figure was sitting horizontally on the horse, with a crescent halberd in his right hand and a lock of hair in his left hand. Underneath, there was a head with round eyes swaying in the wind.

Um?

Zhang Liao frowned. He naturally noticed the prying eyes and didn't want to pay attention to them, but these two eyes were too direct, and he barely concealed them.

Subconsciously, Zhang Liao looked over.

Sigh!

Almost at the same time, the horse neighed, and their hooves were limp, unable to move at all.

And the owner of the horse, the two Hun soldiers, felt as if they had fallen into an icehouse: It was this terrible feeling of being slaughtered again, what the hell is that, God?

However, the next moment the world had a voice again.

The voice of the Han army messenger sounded:

"The general has an order to kill the thieves with all his strength, and no one is allowed to escape!"

At this moment, Zhang Liao had withdrawn his gaze, allowing his soldiers and generals to take action.

And the two Huns soldiers consciously saved their lives, and kept hitting their mounts with whips, wishing they could fly away from the battlefield.

The horse suffered from pain and forgot to panic for a while, its gray hooves kept smashing into the dirt, and the speed increased a bit.

The sound of the wind echoed in my ears.

"Master is dead, where are we going?"

"Back to camp."

"No, King Guli has a cruel personality, if he finds out that King Zuo Xian is dead, he will definitely let you and me be buried with him."

"Then, shall we go back to the grassland?"

"You want to implicate your family members? Don't contact them, go hang out in the Xianbei territory, just pretend that you and I have died on the battlefield..."

In a few words, make a plan.

It's a pity that before it could be implemented, it was targeted.

In fact, Hao Meng, the Marquis of Yu, had noticed the two big fishes long ago, and after riding his horse and slashing them all the way, he finally narrowed the distance.

"Hun dog, where do you want to go?"

Hao Meng shouted loudly, before he finished speaking, he abandoned his knife and took his bow, and drew two feathered arrows from the quiver.

stretch!

The bowstring vibrates.

Two arrows shining red light left the string, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

Go!

Before the two personal guards of King Zuoxian had time to react, they were pierced through their heads and fell off the horse. Immediately afterwards, their bodies were trampled to pieces by the mounts.

And this is just a microcosm of the entire battlefield. Each Han army has its own goals, and the scene of chasing and killing is constantly being staged.

In fact, these Xiongnu soldiers have long been discouraged, so how can they have half the demeanor they had when they came?

Some panicked and fled to unknown areas;

Some want to go back to the camp, waiting for reinforcements to arrive;

Some headed straight for the northern grasslands.

Everything was seen by Zhang Liao, who had an overview of the whole situation, and thought: The general situation is settled, I wonder what the situation is like with my lord?

Frankly speaking, he has already guessed where Ding Yuan is now.

At this moment, the hero of Bingzhou is probably fighting hard in the enemy's rear camp. In addition, he should also be accompanied by Commander Lu Li's personal guards and some cavalry under the command of Vanguard Officer Song Xian.

Thinking of this, Zhang Liao murmured, "With Meng Ming at your side, there shouldn't be any accidents."

In fact, in his opinion, Lu Li's strength is not weak, but he lacks battle experience, and the Huns lack high-level combat power, so they can be regarded as a whetstone.

hundreds of miles away.

The furious roar of the black-maned horse resounded in the wilderness. Lu Li was wearing double armor and holding a long knife, and he was tightly attached to the rear of a cavalry team.

The Huns can ride horses and are good at archery, and their sphere of influence extends to the Western Regions. Because of this, the precious horses in the eyes of the Han people are not uncommon in their eyes.

At least, under the full sprint of the black-maned horse, it would be difficult to catch up with them for a while.

"King Guli, that enemy is about to catch up, what should I do?"

"If this continues, our war horses will lose their strength and die. At that time..."

There was constant noise in the ears, and King Guli's face became more and more ugly. These tribal leaders usually like to boast of their military strength, saying how brave they were when they were young, and they could tear wolves and tigers apart, but now they are so cowardly.

In addition, why is the Han army so tough?

Compared with those defenders who met during the siege of Yunzhong County, they were not even worthy of carrying shoes!

Realizing that the sound of horseshoes behind him became more and more clear, King Gu Li suppressed his confused thoughts and said in a deep voice:

"Scatter and flee, choose a direction each, don't gather again."

After the words fell, he clamped the horse's belly tightly, and rushed towards the southeast——

Youzhou!

It is only seventy or eighty miles away from the border of Youzhou, and the Han Dynasty has regulations that state officials are not allowed to cross the border without orders.

This may be the way to survive!

In addition, as the son of the Hun Shanyu, King Guli's mount is extraordinary, and he has not lost his strength in running wildly.

At this time, Lu Li, who had chased and killed the enemy chief for hundreds of miles, was also aware of his strategy. Although he really wanted to kill them all, but in the current situation, he could only choose one.

Which one is Guli King?

His eyes swept over the seven people fleeing in different directions, tiger skins...the three were wearing tiger fur coats.

Finally, the eyes locked on the youngest one among them.