Chuck Flag is very lucky. After many cannon fodder careers, not many people come back alive. Sometimes thousands of people go out, and only one or two can save their lives. Chuck Flag belongs to these two, and both of them still survive.
Which one of Quan Xu Quan Ying? The slaves around him changed one after another, and all the people he knew before were gone, so Chuck Qi became even more silent.
Sitting next to the fire, I used a branch to wear a dark thing and roasted it on the fire. I picked it up from the battlefield yesterday when I was fighting with the Han army. It should have been thrown away by the Han army. The Han people are very
It's disgusting. Now that we have surrounded them all, we didn't go all out to kill them. Instead, we sent out a team today and a team tomorrow. It's not harassment, let alone attack. Throwing such appalling weapons from a distance.
Thunderball, and then ran away quickly.
Not to mention, this move is very powerful. Not to mention that the warriors of their great Huns were exhausted, and the casualties were increasing. Several young generals were even dragged to death by frightened horses, but they did not kill a few Han soldiers. Cha Keqi was a slave
, naturally wherever the Han attacks were most ferocious, he would appear there and use his own body to resist the Han's thunderbolts, providing time for the army to move.
Chakqi has now become a myth in the slave camp. Many people say that he is protected by the Sirius God. They all hope to follow Chakqi during battles. He died because he did something wrong.
He offended the gods. He survived because God Sirius spared his life for the sake of Cha Ke Qi. Only Cha Ke Qi himself knew that there was another reason why he was still alive.
The dark thing seemed to be roasted, and a strange fragrance filled the air. No one knew it was the smell of wheat, because the Huns never cultivated crops. Break it in half and give it to the poor child next to you.
This child is very thin, almost skinny and bones, and the torn leather armor he wears is loose and will fall off if he is not careful.
This child looks very much like one of Chuck Qi’s friends. His eyes are as tough and his brows are as furrowed. This child has been in the slave camp for less than five days. I heard that he was the son of a handsome man because his father contradicted him.
He killed the king and was killed by the king with a sword. The whole family was sent to the prisoner camp. When the child first came, he was very uncomfortable with the life in the prisoner camp. After following Chakqi to the battlefield twice, his whole person changed.
The child enjoyed the food very well. Chuck Qi rarely reached out to touch the child's head and handed the remaining half to the child. The child shook his head and said he didn't want it anymore. Chuck Qi gave it to the child anyway: "
Eat, I'm not hungry!"
The days in the prisoner camp can be said to be difficult. Every day, despite the heavy labor, you also have to worry about the possibility of death at any time. It can be said to be easy or not. As long as you die, all this pain will end forever. Like today
In this way, there was not much time to sit by the fire and warm up, so everyone cherished it very much. No one wanted to talk, and everyone quietly felt the pitiful tranquility.
"Woo..." The dull horn suddenly sounded over the camp, which was an alarm that the Han people were attacking again. Chuck Qi took a deep breath, stood up and picked up his sword, the iron sword full of gaps.
Blade.
The roar of the supervisors came from outside the camp, the crackling of whips, the cries, and the screams were all numb to Chuck Flag, who just walked mechanically towards the gathering place. While the child was eating the food in his hands,
While quickly keeping up with Chuck Qi's footsteps.
"Pa!" With a crisp sound, the supervisor used his whip to sweep the food in the child's hands to the ground, and shouted sternly: "Faster, damn faster! Eat, you will die soon, if you eat any more,
It’s all a waste! Well, what do you want to do?”
Cha Keqi held up his knife and stared at the supervisor fiercely. "Pa!" Another whip, and there was a terrifying whip mark on Cha Keqi's face: "What are you looking at? Ah, I know you, don't you?"
Do you think you are still alive? Hurry up and take one more look. It won’t be a big deal to kill you!"
Chuck Qi did not move, and reached out to pick up the food that was knocked down by the supervisor. The supervisor was furious, stepped on the black food, stretched out his hand and pulled out the scimitar from his waist: "Damn it, do you want to die?
?You..." Before he finished speaking, he felt something penetrated his waist. He looked at Chuck Qi with a surprised expression, and then looked at the iron knife in his lower abdomen: "You, dare, kill,
I!"
"Killed!"
"The supervisor is dead!"
"Kill!"
"Kill if you want to live!"
There were shouts, bursts of fighting, and the sound of a series of clashes of weapons exploding over the camp. The entire prison camp was boiling, and everyone was running around like crazy. The supervisors could no longer take care of them, and they were beaten by dozens of people.
The slaves pulled down their horses twice as many times, beat, bit, and chopped. At this moment, the slaves broke out with a fighting power that was beyond any other time.
The chaos started in the slave camp and has swept through most of the Xiongnu camp. By the time King Wu Jian got the news, the Han army had already appeared less than a hundred steps outside the Xiongnu camp. The overwhelming thunderbolts were dragging along as if they were free of charge.
The long tail flew into the camp. It was either in the sky, or under the feet, or in the cowhide tent, or in the forage field, or in the crowd, or in the livestock pen. The Xiongnu camp was in chaos, like a pot of porridge.
King Wu Jian wanted to stabilize the situation, but unfortunately there was no one around him who could help him. All the generals, junior generals, and household members did not know where they were. Standing in the tall tent, all he could see were people and fire.
Ashina dragged King Wu Jian away, swung his sword to deflect an arrow, and said, "Go quickly, we can't stay here for long!"
King Wu Jian stumbled and fell to the ground: "No, what will happen to the army when we leave?"
Ash's tribe held King Wu Jian under his ribs and rushed towards his horse: "Is there an army here? No one can do anything at this time. If we don't leave, you and I will die here."
"King Juntun is still in his tent!" King Wu Jian shouted.
Ashina sneered: "If you are still looking after him, I saw him running away with others!"
One night, the Xiongnu camp was in chaos all night. When Su Ren arrived with his people, it was already dawn. Some of the 150,000 Xiongnu army were killed at Yanmen Pass, while others were surrounded and cannibalized by the Han army, and the rest were all
Concentrated here. Who would have thought that it was the Huns who defeated the Huns in the end. It was precisely because of their disorder and the appropriate attack by the Han people that the powerful Huns warriors were wiped out.
There were corpses and flames everywhere, and the thick and pungent air smelled of blood, feces, and gunpowder smoke. Su Ren held the horse rein in one hand and covered his mouth and nose with the other, slowly
walking in the camp of Noda.
"How much did you run?"
"General, we found out a little late last night. About 10,000 to 20,000 people escaped, and the rest were either killed or captured." Lei was very excited when he said: "Only more than 30,000 prisoners were captured, and there were also 100,000 livestock.
Above, Lieutenant Li is leading people to make statistics. Hehe, these damn Huns are too inexperienced. Many of them surrendered before we even charged. I think they are all wimps!"
"What big fish can I catch?"
"Yes, yes, it has been confirmed that King Wu Jian of the Xiongnu was captured, as well as ten generals, more than twenty junior generals, and many others! This time we have achieved great success, hahaha, the Huns are so
It’s over!”
"King Wu Jian? Isn't it the King of Juntun who is leading the troops this time?"
"That old guy was the first to run away when he saw that the momentum was not right! I heard that since the first battle of Yanmen, the king of Tun was frightened out of his courage by us. During this period, the Huns' army has been under the command of King Wu Jian."
"Oh! Very good. Keep searching and see if there are any other big fish."
"promise!"
After walking around the camp, Su Ren had no intention of continuing to visit. Suddenly, he felt that fighting was too boring. There was no beauty at all except for dead people. This was completely different from the life he once enjoyed singing, rock climbing, and mountain climbing.
On the track, they stood on a mountaintop far away, overlooking the vast grassland. They had chased the Huns for nearly three hundred miles and had already entered the hinterland of the grassland. This place was different from the Han Dynasty, desolate and boring.
Han Qing ran up sweating profusely and saluted Su Ren. Su Ren asked: "Found it?"
Han Qing nodded: "He was locked in an iron cage and burned alive. If it weren't for the confirmation of several Xiongnu soldiers, no one would have known that the charcoal-like thing was originally a handsome young man."
"It's better if you die! At least you won't ruin our affairs anymore."
"The one in Chang'an..."
"Leave it to Your Majesty to handle it yourself, let's not interfere."
"Understood!"
"Are we still pursuing here? We have suffered considerable losses in the past half month. This place is more than 300 miles away from Yanmen, and the supply of food and grass is very difficult. This was not part of our original plan."
"Stop chasing. Tell Lei that he will leave camp and return to Yanmen Pass after he is dealt with. This time our battle mission is over. The rest depends on Wei Qing and Old General Li."
"promise!"
Chuck Qi lay in the hay for three days and three nights. As soon as there was a commotion in the camp, he took the child away. This was his experience gained from so many battles. It seemed that this experience was very correct.
He saved his life again. He watched the camp being destroyed and the Han army massacred and captured his own tribe, but there was no hatred or anger in Cha Keqi's heart. Instead, he felt excited and happy.
There were more than a hundred people who escaped with Cha Keqi. When the Han army left, they returned to the place that made them suffer. Almost everything that could be taken away was taken away by the Han people, leaving only corpses on the ground.
And they were all the corpses of Huns. The abandoned tents were what Chak Banner and the others needed. Some of the burnt livestock could be eaten. It was no big deal to put on the clothes on the corpses themselves.
The child came to Chuck Qi: "Chief, where are we going?"
Chuck Qi was stunned, and turned around to find more than a hundred pairs of eyes looking at him. Only then did he realize that he had so many more responsibilities from now on. (To be continued)
