Chapter 17 Easy win, rich harvest

Wuligu was the captain of the baggage transport team. He was afraid that his three beautiful wives would fall in love with other men if he died on the battlefield.

So he found a safe job to transport supplies in the back.

He did not expect to be awarded a title for his military exploits. Anyway, his family was not weak, and his family was also a medium-sized tribe among the Xiongnu.

The battlefield was a meat grinder. Even the strong men in the innate realm might die on the battlefield. It was too dangerous.

Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, riding on a horse, leisurely and comfortable, this was the life he wanted.

Wuligu even hummed a little song.

The whole team was slow and casual.

For them, this grassland in the north was their Xiongnu territory and world. The Wei people could only rely on the city walls inside the pass to avoid the Xiongnu army.

This grassland is very safe!

In autumn, the grass on the grassland gradually began to turn yellow.

"Sala hey..."

Wuligu sang more and more vigorously, and sang loudly.

The soldiers below would rather be deaf at this moment, how could they bear this kind of noise pollution.

If Wuligu was not their superior, they really wanted to pierce Wuligu's anus with a spear.

"Sir, do you want to send two cavalrymen to scout ahead?" A Hun centurion asked.

"Ji Bochu, you are really getting worse and worse. This is the grassland, our Hun territory. What are you worried about?" Wuligu looked at Ji Bochu and said coldly.

Facing Wuligu's cold eyes, Ji Bochu didn't know how to refute for a while.

This damn guy, relying on having a good father, only knows how to enjoy life, and has no idea that he should be vigilant during the march.

I don't know how his brother Ji Boxiao is doing on the battlefield, whether he has made meritorious service and won glory for the family tribe.

Being assigned to work under this second-generation ancestor who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun is simply a bad luck for eight lifetimes.

Ji Bochu secretly complained in his heart!

Another centurion in the team felt the same way about Wuligu.

Although their team has 500 people, their two centurions each lead 250 people.

But among these 500 people, there are only 200 regular soldiers, and the other 300 are herdsmen drawn from the tribe to transport supplies.

It can be said that there is not much combat power at all!

…

Sheng Huaian and others quietly ambushed, waiting for the arrival of the Xiongnu baggage transport team.

Half an hour later, Sheng Huaian saw the Xiongnu baggage transport team slowly appear in sight.

"These people are walking so slowly, it seems like a spring outing." Sheng Huaian complained.

After waiting for a long time, the Xiongnu army finally entered the ambush range.

I don’t know if it’s too casual or completely unconscious, and I didn’t notice anything unusual at all.

Seeing the Xiongnu baggage army entering the ambush range, Sheng Huaian lifted the straw mat covering his head, drew his arrows and shot three arrows at once.

"Kill!"

With Sheng Huaian's roar, the archers ambushing on both sides of the road lifted up their straw mats and stood up to shoot.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

A round of arrow rain came down, directly shooting more than 30 Xiongnu soldiers.

After shooting the first round, the archers continued to draw their bows and shoot.

Both sides were only 50 meters away from the road, and the Xiongnu army was not very scattered, so basically the arrows would not miss.

"Enemy attack!"

Ji Bochu's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted at the arrow rain.

"Chi!!"

An arrow shot through his throat.

Sheng Huaian looked at Ji Bochu who was slowly falling.

"You shouted so loudly, are you afraid that I won't notice you?"

Sheng Huaian didn't know that the two brothers Ji Boxiao and Ji Bochu died in his hands.

Faced with the sudden attack, Wuligu was stunned for a moment.

"Quick, counterattack in secret!" another centurion shouted.

Hearing the shout, Sheng Huaian looked over, drew his bow and shot another arrow.

The arrow he shot was very fast and powerful.

As a silver-level archer, his archery skills, strength and speed were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

By the time the centurion reacted, an arrow had already pierced his throat.

The two centurions in the early stage of the Huns' army were shot and killed by Sheng Huaian, providing Sheng Huaian with ten points of killing value.

Seeing Sheng Huaian and his men launch an attack, Wang Wu and Hai Dahe also began to lead the cavalry to charge.

After quickly shooting the arrows, the Huns' army had already suffered seventy or eighty casualties.

Sheng Huaian drew out his knife: "Follow me and kill the Huns!"

Seeing Sheng Huaian rushing up, the other soldiers also followed suit.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The soldiers on the opposite side, led by Tang Yunshan, also began to charge.

Deafening shouts of killing rang out between heaven and earth, as if thousands of troops were charging.

Two experienced centurions died, and facing the attack, the herdsmen in the army were in chaos, making it impossible for those soldiers to launch effective defense and counterattack.

Looking at the Wei army rushing out from both sides of the road, Wuligu finally came to his senses.

"Damn Wei people, you are so bold that you dare to attack me, Ji Bochu, fight back." Wuligu roared.

However, no one responded to him!

"Ji Bochu, Ji Bochu?"

"Are you dead? Why don't you fight back!" Wuligu was furious.

"Sir, Centurion Ji Bochu is dead." A soldier trembled and said.

"What?"

"Dead!"

The annoying centurion was dead, and Wuligu was a little dazed.

"Where is Centurion Samuel?"

"Also dead!"

The soldier next to him answered.

"Sir, the Wei people have cavalry, and the Wei people's cavalry began to charge." A soldier trembled and said.

Seeing the cavalry charge, the herdsmen fled in all directions, only wishing that their parents had not given them two less legs.

Herdsmen who have not experienced war can't compare with real soldiers at all.

Soon, Sheng Huaian and his men rushed into the Xiongnu baggage army.

Ordinary soldiers could not resist Sheng Huaian, who was like a tiger.

In a dozen breaths, he killed more than a dozen people.

With Sheng Huaian leading the way, the other soldiers were like fierce wolves, constantly slashing and killing Xiongnu soldiers.

They all survived the battlefield, and they had gone through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The weak ones had died on the battlefield.

Sheng Huaian rushed to the front and dared to block. He killed all the stronger Xiongnu soldiers.

The Xiongnu army could not organize an effective counterattack at all.

"Damn Wei people, I want you all to die!"

The conspicuous Sheng Huaian was stared at by Wuligu. He naturally saw that Sheng Huaian was the leader of this team.

Pulling out the sword, Wuligu killed Sheng Huaian.

Facing Wuligu's slash, Sheng Huaian raised his hand to block.

Wuligu was shocked back two steps, and he looked at Sheng Huaian in shock.

You know, he is a warrior with a great perfection, and his single arm has a strength of 3,000 kilograms.

But now he was actually repelled by a warrior in the middle stage.

"Hey, there is another master!" Sheng Huaian looked at Wuligu and smiled.

This warrior with a great perfection seems to be the leader of the team that Wang Wu said.

"Wei dog, die!" Wuligu was furious and waved his sword at Sheng Huaian.

"I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious yet." Sheng Huaian swung his sword to block.

Wuligu had learned some Wei language, so he naturally understood what Sheng Huaian said.

After listening, he became even more angry. This damn Wei dog was actually humiliating him.

Really thought his sword was not sharp! ?

"Ah, if I kill you!" Wuligu swung his sword and chopped even harder.

This damn Wei man actually mocked him.

"Didn't you eat? Didn't your family feed you enough? Why don't you have the strength? Swinging the sword is also weak. Didn't you eat a peach to cool down?!"

"No way, no way!"

Sheng Huaian was fighting Wuligu while talking nonsense.

"Boom boom!!"

Soon, the cavalry led by Wang Wu and Hai Dahe rushed over and killed the enemy.

With this cavalry, the already fragile Xiongnu army was destroyed in an instant.

There were constant resistance Hun soldiers who died under the cavalry.

Looking at the Xiongnu soldiers being killed, Wuligu was furious.

"Ah..."

"Kill..."

At this moment, Wuligu forgot all his swordsmanship and moves, and chopped and chopped wildly, trying to kill Sheng Huaian.

"Haha, I won't play with you anymore!"

"Blood Evil Swordsmanship, night battle in all directions!"

Sheng Huaian directly used the Blood Evil Swordsmanship, and instantly beat Wuligu back step by step.

"Chi!!"

A blood-colored knife flashed, Wuligu's eyes froze, and he slowly fell down.

Sheng Huaian cut Wuligu's throat with a knife, ending Wuligu's life.

Wuligu, a warrior with great perfection, provided Sheng Huaian with ten points of killing value.

Wuligu's strength as a warrior with great perfection, but Sheng Huaian felt that the opponent's strength was so weak.

It can only be said that the flowers cultivated in the greenhouse are good-looking but useless.

After killing Wuligu, Sheng Huaian continued to attack and kill other Xiongnu soldiers.

Seeing Sheng Huaian displaying his divine power and killing the Xiongnu enemy troops like slaughtering dogs, the other soldiers were also like chicken blood, desperately killing the Xiongnu enemy troops.

After losing their leader and masters, this Xiongnu army could no longer resist the fierce power of Sheng Huaian and his army, and all of them were killed.

Sheng Huaian also sent Wang Wu and Hai Dahe to lead the cavalry to chase and kill those herdsmen who escaped.

"We really won, haha, Bo Chang, we won." Looking at the corpses of Xiongnu soldiers on the ground, Tang Yunshan laughed excitedly.

They were only more than 70 people, and they actually defeated an army of 500 people under the leadership of Sheng Huaian.

"What are you so proud of? Among these five hundred people, there are only about two hundred real soldiers, and the rest are herdsmen."

"And this is a baggage transport army. Under my leadership, isn't it right for us to defeat them?"

"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield. Take away everything you can take away, and burn everything you can't take away. Don't leave it to the Huns." Sheng Huaian said.

Tang Yunshan scratched his hair. He felt like he was being played.

Bochang is worthy of being Bochang. He is so cool.

"By the way, how are the casualties?" Sheng Huaian asked.

"Eight brothers died in the battle, and more than a dozen brothers were injured." Tang Yunshan replied.

"Hurry up and clean up the supplies and prepare to leave."

"Yes!"

Sheng Huaian could barely accept this casualty result. After all, they were facing enemies several times their number. Swords and knives had no eyes. How could there be no casualties on the battlefield?

Turning around and looking at the piles of supplies, Tang Yunshan was both happy and worried.

What made him happy was that they had supplies and food, but what made him worried was that they couldn't take so many supplies away!

Food, dried meat, ladders, ropes, swords, bows, arrows, tents, cashmere blankets...

So many supplies are enough for a regiment of 5,000 troops.

Sheng Huaian looked at the more than 100 horses with his eyes shining. Although many of them were not war horses, many were used to transport supplies, but they were still mounts and rare means of transportation.

With horses, they can come and go freely on this grassland.

"Boss, boss, great harvest, there are surprises, medicine, there are pills." Not far away, Tang Yunshan, who was counting supplies, shouted excitedly.

Sheng Huaian turned around suddenly: "Pills?!"