Chapter 180: Hundreds of Thousand Huns Blood (1)

The killing continues...

The brilliant sunshine shines on the northern border, and gorgeous blood flowers bloom in the sun, looking indescribable and sad.

Dead corpses stretch from the river bank and can be seen everywhere. It seems that it is not too much to describe them as mountains of corpses.

Teams of Qin army cavalry roared from all directions. They quickly entered the battlefield and launched a bloody massacre at the Huns. A great war had turned into a killing without any suspense, and the shrill wails and screams echoed in the sky.

Liu Kan has withdrawn from the battlefield and stops chasing!

It’s not that he didn’t want to pursue, but he really had no energy to continue chasing. After experiencing the hard battle in the early morning, only more than 200 people remained. Among them, 70% were injured, including Meng Ji and Guan Ying, who were all blood-stained in the Zheng robe and were exhausted.

Just now, he was chasing the Huns with a sense of excitement.

Because Liu Kan knew very well that once the Huns stabilized their position, they would launch a crazy counterattack against them. Even if they lost Huyanti, the fighting factor in the nature of the Huns would not let them go. So before, no matter how tired or hard he was, Liu Kan had to chase and kill him. No matter what, it was just for these more than 200 people to continue to survive.

Reinforcements are coming!

The breath in my heart also dissipated...

Liu Kan led his troops to retreat to a hill and ordered people to stand the broken old camp star in the sun.

Guan Ying jumped off the horse and spat out a mouthful of saliva with blood foam.

"Mom Poison, the old Qin people finally caught up with each other this time!"

Although he didn't say anything, Liu Kan knew in his heart that Guan Ying was always worried about being regarded as an abandoned child earlier.

Military terms, Meng Tianzhaoping did nothing wrong.

But deep down, there is always a feeling of being betrayed. Guan Ying is different from Nan Rongxiu, and is also different from Mengke Mengji. He is not an old Qin person, nor has he experienced all the sufferings of the old Qin people back then, so he naturally will not have the loyalty of death Mengji. In fact, it is not only Guan Ying, but also Fan Kuai, Ren Ao, and he feels uncomfortable.

Everyone knows it well and has never been revealed on the surface.

Listening to Guan Ying's mutter, Liu Kan subconsciously glanced at Meng Ji who was guarding the edge of the big penis, hugged Guan Ying's neck and said, "Old Guan, wait a while and remember what should be said and what should not be said. This is not like other places, so be careful about speaking."

Guan Ying nodded, "I understand!"

I understand...just be fine!

Liu Kan sighed softly, and sat on a rock holding the Red Rabbit Horse. The rock was hot by the sun, and you could still feel the heat through your clothes. Liu Kan seemed to be unaware of it, quietly watching the tragic killing on the battlefield. After a long time, she sighed slowly.

One general succeeds and thousands of bones are undone, probably this is what it is.

Looking back, from Baitugang to now, more than ten thousand people have died? Their own people and enemies are 20,000 or 30,000. For Liu Kan, he could kill every enemy who invaded him without hesitation, but the death of Pao Ze and the dead Fuping people always made him feel a little painful. Looking at the black dragon flag flying in the battlefield, Liu Kan's eyes became a little wet without realizing it.

Heifu, Nan Rongxiu... there are many people who can't even name him, all of which come to his mind at this moment.

If, if the Black Dragon Flag could have appeared earlier.

If Zhao Ping Meng Tian and the others could send some reinforcements in the late stage of the Fuping Bloody War... then what would this battle be like?

Liu Kan doesn't know.

But he knew one thing very well, that is, the people in Fuping could continue to live.

Live...

A word that is easy to say, easy to say, but difficult to do. Without going through war, people will never understand the fragility of life. Those living lives left by their side, Liu Kan even felt that he should not know those dead people.

"Look at Junhou, isn't that a little pig?"

Guan Ying's voice awakened Liu Kan from her meditation.

He looked up and looked in the direction of Guan Ying's fingers, and saw a team of cavalry in bright armor rushing from the chaotic battlefield like a wave. The person in charge was Lu Shizhi. He looked very energetic and whipped the horse to the hills.

"Junhou, Junhou!"

Lu Shizhi jumped off his horse under the hill and walked quickly to Liu Kan.

The accompanying soldiers were automatically arranged in a row under the hills to take on the tasks of alert and guarding. Everyone looked at the flying old war flag on the hills, with awe, a passion, and a hint of envy. This song of soldiers was the warrior who really came out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood... For the warriors, the old Qin people never hid their admiration in their hearts.

Lu Shizhi knelt on one knee and saluted Liu Kan.

"Brother Kan, the Marquis of Ping has led the army to Linhe. Please report immediately."

Liu Kan nodded and stood up.

He leaned down with the blade of the red flag facing down, and he looked at the battlefield that had gradually calmed down, took a deep breath, and turned over the horse.

"The whole army of Laoqi camp will get on horseback and follow me to Linhe... Mengji, come and take the flag!"

Meng Ji heard this and his eyes lit up. He nodded happily. He picked up the old camp's banner and turned over and stepped onto the war horse.

Not everyone can control this battle flag!

Especially at this time, it is absolutely a glorious thing to be able to get the task of holding the flag.

The two hundred-legged cavalry army, following Liu Kan's horse, passed by the battlefield like lightning under the cavalry guards sent by Zhao Ping.

The battle flag fluttered, attracting countless Qin troops to look at him.

Wherever there were Qin soldiers, they would immediately make way for the road and respectfully watched Liu Kan and others leave.

Although I have never seen the brilliant achievements of the Lao Fu Camp with my own eyes, everyone has heard of the tragic killings that occurred in Fuping.

There are strange plans and fierce fighting!

Lao Fu's immortality has become a legend among the Qin army in the northern border. Especially the Qin army stationed in Beidi County, it feels even more honorable.

The fire at the Linhe Ferry has been controlled.

But there was still thick smoke, soaring into the sky. From afar, Liu Kan saw the Qin army in and out of the Hun camp that had turned into a messy ruin. At the river berth near the ferry, a temporary central army camp had already shown its scale.

Five hundred chariots were arranged as the fence of the camp, and two horizontal groups were formed.

There is a gap in the middle, which is used as a gate for entry and exit. There are Qin troops guarding both sides. When the flag of Lao Fu Camp appeared, a long horn sound suddenly came from the camp. Afterwards, teams of Qin troops rushed out of the camp and arranged in two rows.

"Well!"

Liu Kan couldn't help but hold back the war horse and looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

"Brother Kan... Look, Pinghou brought people out of the camp to welcome him!"

Before Lu Shizhi finished speaking, he saw a bronze chariot driving out of the camp. On the chariot was a gentle general, Zhao Ping.

What a grand ceremony!

Liu Kan was shocked when he actually went out to greet him.

However, he quickly reacted and turned over and jumped off the war horse. The bronze chariot also came to Liu Kan, surrounded by a group of generals riding horses.

Liu Kan hurriedly saluted, "Old Marquis of the Army of the Guardian Camp, Liu Kan, pay homage to Marquis Ping... Please forgive Liu Kan for having armor on her body, and she cannot give the full tribute."

Zhao Ping smiled, jumped out of the car, supported Liu Kan's arm, looked up and down for a while, and said softly: "Horse Liu Jun, it's your hardship!"

"Pinghou..."

Liu Kan felt warm in her heart. She was about to say something, but was interrupted by Zhao Ping.

"Mr. Junhou, don't say much. This time, Henan won a great victory. You have worked hard and made great contributions. You should remember your first contribution. The General and I have seen the merits you made in Baitugang and Fuping. To be honest, when Fuping City was broken, the General was also very worried. He ordered me to inquire about your news... But I never thought that you had captured Quyan and made another great contribution.

If you have anything, please follow me to make a statement.

The person who came, please invite the soldiers from Lao Fu camp to join the camp and take good care of them.

Junhou, come into the car with me and enter the camp together..."

Zhao Ping pulled Liu Kan's arm and boarded the bronze car.

In an instant, two teams of men and swords outside the military camp fought each other and shouted in unison: "Old man will not die!"

The voice resounded through the sky, but it made Liu Kan feel very frightened. He was about to ask, but Zhao Ping stopped him and said softly: "Mr. Jun, this is what you deserve!"

"ah?"

"With a bellwether, he defeated Zuoxian King Tuqi in Baitugang; and with thousands of soldiers, he blocked the Hun army ten times his ten times his own for several days with the remnant city of Fuping. In the past thirty days, the general calmly dispatched his troops and horses, and was brave in the army, and was proud of the military marquis... Haha, since the Shangjun reform and the new army was established, the only one person has won the honor of military marquis."

"who?"

"Wu'an Jun Bai Qi!"

Liu Kan widened her eyes and looked at Zhao Ping in surprise, a little at a loss.

It's actually that man who slaughtered?

"Wu'an Jun comes from the Bai clan of Yiqu, but he started as a young soldier and made immortal military achievements for our Qin Dynasty. The military marquis and Wu'an Jun are very similar, and their achievements will definitely be limitless in the future."

As the two of them spoke, they had already arrived at the central army tent.

Zhao Ping took Liu Kan into the tent, signaling him to sit down first, then waved his hand to signal the generals to be busy, leaving only him and Liu Kan.

"Pinghou, can you tell me what the situation in Quyan is now?"

Zhao Ping said: "At the time of Chen, I have received the news that Touman led the remnants of the troops to return to Quyan, but they have been killed by your troops who are left in Quyan.

The general's troops were heading towards Quyan and were expected to arrive at Quyan tonight.

The troops of the military marquis were fighting for days and must have been extremely tired. After a full meal, we will have a good rest.

Tomorrow morning, your troops will go to Quyan with me to pay homage to the general...

Haha, the eldest son is also heading to Quyan. It is estimated that when we arrive in Quyan, the eldest son will be almost here. The eldest son is very interested in you."
To be continued...