Chapter 391

"Kill

"Kill the Huns!"

"Xiongnu dog thief, here comes my grandfather."

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One after another, Huang Zhong's army was full of Shouts. Even if it rained heavily, even if the ground was extremely muddy, even if the foot had been contaminated with loess, all the soldiers fought hard to get out.

Han and Hun are not independent.

For hundreds of years, both the Huns and the Hans wanted to kill each other whenever they had a chance.

Even, completely annihilate the other side.

Huang Zhong's soldiers saw the opportunity and rushed forward one by one as fast as a hungry wolf.

At the same time, there were countless Huns gathered here, where the Huns rest and stay. Every Hun had his own war horse, standing in the rain, enduring the heavy rain.

Because the sand flat dam is surrounded by flat sand, there is no forest to rely on, there is no shelter from the rain, but they have to ambush here, so they can only bear the wind and rain.

All the Huns lie on horseback in the open air.

At this moment, the Hun soldiers are resting.

It's not that they don't want to find a place to rest, but the heavy rain is falling, the rain is more and more urgent, and after the ground is muddy, they have no chance to leave at all, so they have to stay where they are.

Among the Huns, the leader was named Wuwei.

He is the confidant of Yu Fuluo and the commander of Yu Fuluo's 10000 elite riders.

In this war, Wuwei led his troops to live in Shapingba, waiting for Huang Zhong's army to cross Shapingba, and then attacking Huang Zhong from the rear. But Wuwei didn't expect that he hadn't attacked yet. Huang Zhong had already touched the door.

When Wuwei was awakened by the roar of killing from the sky, he looked up to the surrounding area and found that the Han Army had been killed. His eyes turned quickly, and he immediately ordered: "fight, everyone get off the horse to fight."

Wuwei was also proficient in the art of war and knew that cavalry could not run. Once the soldiers run on horseback, the horse will not step steadily. If it is light, the horse's leg will be broken. If it is heavy, the horse will fall to the ground directly.

Only to dismount and defend the enemy.

That's the only way.

After Wuwei gave the order, a horn sounded in the army, echoing in the ears of all the Huns. After hearing this, all the Huns turned over and dismounted, pulled out their machetes and prepared to resist the soldiers.

After a short time, Huang Zhong's soldiers rushed up. One by one, soldiers holding long guns, one by one close to the Huns, a long gun out, moring's gun point flashing out.

In a flash, the sharp point of the gun penetrated the Huns' body.

"Puchi! Wheezing

A long spear pierced into the Hun's body, bringing out a lot of blood. The red blood flowed out, splashed on the muddy ground and dyed the mud red.

In a flash, it was washed away by the pouring rain, and there was no blood.

"Kill

Huang Zhong is also carrying a knife, constantly killing the Huns in front of him.

"If you are born a man, you should kill the Huns."

"Boys, kill me!"

Huang Zhong roared, his eyes full of fighting spirit. The long knife in his hand didn't leave a hand at all, and the blade kept cutting off. The edge of the blade brings out a lot of blood.

All the soldiers in the Huns could not resist.

On the one hand, they are not used to walking.

On the other hand, they have fewer troops.

The two reasons combined, the Huns soldiers were killed and injured countless, completely unable to resist.

When the two sides fought, they were defeated.

Wuwei's face was very dignified when he saw the soldier's retrogression. As the chief General of the Huns, he was unwilling to retreat. He bit his teeth and ordered the soldiers to resist.

Both sides are fighting in the mud. Although the Xiongnu soldiers did not have the advantage, they were still resisting.

Time goes by.

It's getting brighter.

The sky is still raining, but at this time, even if there is no torch, you can see clearly the situation on the battlefield. There are still flames burning around, but there are no soldiers to manage the torch thing, one by one are constantly fighting.

Nowadays, the Huns have been killed and injured countless

the soldiers under Huang Zhong's command have also been killed and injured some of them, but in fact there are not many. Because most of the time, Huang Zhong's soldiers fight with long guns. In the heavy rain, the point of the gun appears and disappears, so it is impossible to judge.

The death and injury of the Huns are countless.

Huang Zhong had been fighting, and he was also looking at the position of the Xiongnu general, looking for where the order came from.

According to the current fighting situation, the Huns should have been defeated long ago.

But the situation is still stable.

It's obvious that someone must be directing secretly, otherwise it won't be.

In the rush, Huang Zhong's eyes brightened, and his eyes fell on Wu Wei not far away. He saw that Wuwei didn't fight. He just kept directing. He was determined to kill Wuwei with a long knife.

Huang Zhong is like a tiger.Wherever he went, all the Hun soldiers he resisted were killed. The distance with Wuwei is also getting closer.

Ten feet!

Eight feet!

Six feet!

When the distance between the two people is reduced to less than two Zhang, both sides can see each other clearly. Huang Zhong didn't know that Wuwei was the big leader. He only knew that he wanted to kill the Huns to destroy their defense.

At this time, Wuwei found Huang Zhong who was killed. He was a warrior among the Huns. He was good at riding and had great strength. Seeing Huang Zhong approaching, Wu Wei was delighted to see him. He arranged for people to resist the soldiers around him, so he killed them with a machete.

In the twinkling of an eye, Wu Wei came to Huang Zhong.

"Kill

Wuwei drinks low, the machete in the hand, cuts directly.

When the machete in Wuwei's hand collided with Huang Zhong's sabre, sparks were all over the place. Wuwei's face changed slightly. He felt the great power from the blade and almost couldn't hold the handle.

He clenched his teeth, holding the handle of the knife in both hands and resisting the falling blade.

"Kill

Wu Wei drank and lifted Huang Zhong's blade. Following closely, Wuwei steps forward, deceiving himself, intending to get close to Huang Zhong and kill him.

It's just how old Huang Zhong is. At the moment when Wuwei is near, he retreats step by step and swings his sword again.

It's a terrible knife.

"Whew!"

The sharp light of the knife reached Wuwei's head in an instant. There was a cold color on Wu Wei's face. He slightly deflected his body to avoid the knife and prepared to bear Huang Zhong's knife with his shoulder.

At the same time, the machete cuts out.

As long as Wu Wei's blade falls on Huang Zhong's abdomen, it will be enough to break his stomach. At that time, even if he was injured in the shoulder, it would be cost-effective to trade the injury for his life.

So Uwei didn't retreat.

"Chop!"

Huang Zhong did not hide.

The knife fell and cut it on Wuwei's shoulder. The blade into the meat, as if cutting tofu in general, directly cut off Wuwei's shoulder blade, but also continue to cut into Wuwei's internal organs, and finally cut out from under the ribs.

Wuwei was going to fight for his life, but when the blade cut his bone, severe pain came. Even if he wanted to bite his teeth, his strength was weak.

Wuwei's offensive, stop at once.

Huang Zhong's knife was as powerful as a bolt, and he cut it from under Wuwei's left rib.

"Poof!"

The blood spattered, and Uwei's body broke in two. Two corpses fell directly on the muddy ground, blood gurgling, extremely shocking.

With a knife, Uwei is killed.

Huang Zhong didn't know the identity of Wuwei. After killing Wuwei, he continued to fight.