Chapter 414 Hanging Hu in the Sky

Author: Gongsun Wujiu

Chapter 414 Hanging Hu in the Sky

Wei Lu, who had been stirring up trouble for decades, died in the snow.

Seeing Wei Lu's head fall to the ground, Zhang Yue could not see a trace of joy in his heart. He only felt boring.

No one can say whether Wei Lu's choice was right or wrong.

Maybe even Wei Lu himself can't understand it.

"Your Majesty, what should I do with Wei Lu's head?"

Zhang Zhan walked forward excitedly while holding Wei Lu's head and asked.

Zhang Yue shook his head and tried to get rid of the negative emotions in his heart.

"Prepare it and send it back to Chang'an!"

"promise"

Zhang Zhan agreed and immediately went down to deal with Wei Lu's head.

At this time, the sky began to snowflakes again.

The shouts of killing were still heard all around.

The Han army was still chasing and killing the Huns who had fled.

The soldiers strictly followed Zhang Yue's orders, and all of them, old and young, were killed one by one.

"Send the order, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

Zhang Yue finally issued a new order.

"Those who surrender will not be killed...those who surrender will not be killed..."

As Zhang Yue's order was issued, voices in both Chinese and Chinese were heard on the battlefield to persuade him to surrender.

At this time, the snowflakes in the sky were much bigger, and the fleeing Huns knew very well that even if they escaped the pursuit of the Han army in such weather, their chances of surviving would be extremely slim.

The Han army's appeal to surrender became the sound of nature to them.

Amidst the Han army's persuasion to surrender, one by one the Huns gave up their escape and knelt down in the snow.

Then, driven by the Han army, they obediently gathered at the place designated by the Han army.

At this moment, the originally fierce Huns seemed to have suddenly turned into docile sheep.

The battle that had just ended completely demoralized the Huns.

Before nightfall, the Han army had completed the cleaning work of the battlefield.

"A total of 14,000 princes were beheaded in this battle... and 143,872 people were captured...

There is no point in seizing cattle, sheep and horses...Rescuing more than 30,000 Han slaves...More than 20,000 other slaves..."

"Our army had 454 killed... 529 wounded..."

Yang You reported on the captures and casualties in this battle.

After Zhang Yue heard his return, instead of showing any joy, he frowned.

Zhang Zhan asked: "What are you worried about?"

Zhang Yue said, "Our army now only has more than 8,000 horses, how can we take care of so many prisoners!"

Zhang Zhan said: "Marquis Geng's troops will arrive in two days!"

Yang You said at this time: "After Geng Hou's troops arrived, our army was only 30,000..."

Zhang Zhan touched the back of his head and said, "It's better to use the rescued slaves to guard the Huns."

Yang You said: "I'm afraid it will be difficult to implement. The slaves of all races are weak... It will be difficult to march normally..."

Zhang Zhan heard this and said, "In this case... we must kill the prisoners!"

Zhang Yue sighed when he heard this, "I'm afraid we can only do this!"

Yang You nodded solemnly, "If we take the prisoners with us, I'm afraid it will be difficult to return to Pune before Shanyu's army catches up..."

Zhang Zhan looked at Yang You, then at Zhang Yue: "If you really want to kill prisoners, leave it to someone!"

Zhang Yue smiled, and he understood what Zhang Zhan meant, "Why should you be responsible for killing prisoners...Why should I be afraid of mere infamy..."

After saying this, Zhang Yue ordered, "The temperature may drop tonight, so first provide the Han people who are rescued with something to keep out the cold!"

Yang You said, "Don't worry, Lord, I have arranged for people to distribute clothes to the rescued Han people..."

Zhang Yue nodded and said, "That's good!"

…

In the blink of an eye, two days later, the news that Zhang Yue defeated the Xiongnu camp had spread all around.

The right general of the Xiongnu was shocked and immediately chose to withdraw from Yuwushui.

Geng Shu had already arrived at Zhang Yue Camp after expelling King Yi Zhizi of the Xiongnu.

After the two armies joined forces, Zhang Yue finally felt relieved.

Lu Bod's Hexi Army also arrived twenty miles away and set up camp.

"What do you think, Geng Hou?"

Zhang Yue asked Geng Shu how to deal with the Xiongnu prisoners.

Geng Shu thought for a while and said: "What the prince said is true. I thought that I only need to bring the rescued Han people back to the army..."

"The rest of the Huns must be killed and must not be released..."

"As for the slaves of other tribes, I think I can give them weapons... and give them freedom!"

After Geng Shu finished speaking, Zhang Ai objected: "With the weather like this, if we drive them away... they may return to the Huns..."

Feng Fengshi also said: "Slaves from other tribes must not be allowed to do whatever they want. They must either slaughter them all... or take them back to the army... they must not be left to their own devices..."

After Feng Fengshi spoke up, everyone else also expressed their opinions.

After careful consideration, Zhang Yue finally made a decision.

In the afternoon of that day, Zhang Yue issued an order to kill the prisoners, and all Xiongnu men, old and young, were to be killed.

Only young women with childbearing potential can survive.

As for the rescued slaves, they were organized into a camp of 10,000 people.

The captured cattle and sheep were so large that Zhang Yue waved more than 100,000 cattle and horses to Lu Bode's Hexi Army.

After the order was issued, the Han army followed Zhang Yue's orders like machines.

In just one night, more than 100,000 Huns who surrendered were killed.

As for the person he killed, he was built as a Jingguan.

Zhang Yue also ordered people to carve stones on the cliff in front of the Jingguan Temple to record his merits.

The letter read: "Master Shuo is here to conquer the desolate descendants, to suppress the ferocity and cruelty, and to cut off the overseas. He is here to conquer the land, to enshrine the gods, and to build towers, and to carry the Emperor Xi to inspire the world!"

More than 50,000 Xiongnu women who were lucky enough to survive were herded together to prepare to return to the Western Regions with the Han army.

Lu Bod heard about this and was silent for a long time, feeling worried in his heart.

The wind and snow had completely stopped on the second day, and the Han army drove the captured Xiongnu women into simple sleighs and carriages.

Zhang Yue then ordered the entire army to return to the Western Regions.

After Zhang Yue's army returned to the army, the Han army in Hexi also returned to Juyan under the command of Lu Bode.

Three days after the Han army left, the right general arrived at the former camp of the Han army.

After the right general discovered the massacred Huns, his heart was filled with rage.

He wanted to immediately order the pursuit of the Han army, but when he turned around he saw the soldiers shivering in the cold wind.

He had no choice but to let out a long sigh, and at the same time ordered "collect the corpses" and sent people to collect the scattered tribesmen.

It took seven days after the Han army returned to the army, before Hu Yantuan Chanyu led the main force of the Huns back to the Huns' camp on the North Sea.

At this time, the right general was still leading his soldiers to collect the corpses of the killed Huns.

"Chanyu..."

Seeing Hu Yantuan Chanyu, the right general and the nobles who luckily escaped with their lives fell to their knees in tears.

The right general wanted to report the situation to Hu Yantuan Chanyu, but he was so choked that he could not speak.

At this time, King Xian of the Left came forward and gave General Right a whip roughly.

Then he cursed loudly and angrily, "How is the situation? Why don't you explain it clearly quickly!"

The right general lay on the ground, holding back tears and said: "King Tu Fin and King Ding Ling were killed in battle... The casualties of all tribes were no less than 300,000!"
To be continued...