Chapter 50
The arrow was shot, and the target was in the northwestern part.
As Li Er's arm muscles tightened and the bowstring was fully drawn, the bow and arrow in his hand glowed with dazzling golden light.
Then, he released the bowstring, and the golden arrow feather flew across the sky at an astonishing speed like a flash of lightning.
In an instant, only a shrill scream was heard.
The arrow hit the chest of the Hu leader squarely, and the powerful impact made him unable to sit on the horse's back and fell directly to the ground.
Seeing this scene, the other Hu people were terrified. They had never thought that their leader would be shot to death by the enemy so easily.
The arrogant and domineering momentum disappeared in an instant, replaced by chaos and fear.
Seeing this, Li Er raised his mouth slightly, revealing a cold and confident smile. He shouted loudly:
"Beat the drums! Play music! Kill!"
The voice was like thunder, full of majesty and domineering.
As the sound of war drums and exciting music sounded, the morale of Li Er's soldiers was boosted, and they waved their weapons and charged at the enemy. They roared:
"Kill all the bastards in front of you!"
The battle became more and more intense, and the two sides fought hand-to-hand, with swords and swords intertwined.
And those panicked Hu people had no power to fight back, and could only retreat step by step.
"Take my old Cheng's three axes!"
With the participation of Li Jing, Cheng Yaojin, Qin Qiong, and other generals, the battle soon became one-sided.
In just a moment, these Hu people were wiped out by the Tang army.
Li Shimin led the army to pursue in the northwest direction. His target was not the Hu people in front of him.
His target was their nest.
After all, if the grass is not cut at the root, it will grow again in the spring breeze. Li Er naturally understood this truth.
East.
Emperor Wu of Han Liu Che stared at the Huns in front of him with cold eyes like cold stars.
For him who had been entangled with this group of villains for a lifetime, the other party's character was already clear in his mind!
The leaders of the Huns looked at this sudden huge army with suspicion.
Then, when they caught a glimpse of the military flag with Chinese characters flying, they were stunned in an instant.
"What's going on? Didn't the Han Dynasty perish long ago?"
One of the leaders screamed.
However, what shocked them even more was that after following the military flag, they actually saw Emperor Wu of Han himself sitting on the dragon carriage!
For a moment, everyone fell into a stagnation.
When they came to their senses, the Hun leaders were terrified and turned their horses around without hesitation, trying to flee.
Because the portrait of Emperor Wu of Han still hangs high in their Hun tribe.
His majesty and decisiveness made the Huns terrified, and this fear was deeply imprinted in their bones.
Emperor Wu of Han immediately ordered:
"Kill him! I don't want to see a complete corpse!"
With the roar of Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, the Han soldiers who had been holding back their strength instantly rushed into the Hun camp at an astonishing speed and momentum like wild horses.
These Han soldiers looked at the sky, their hearts were already full of anger and hatred.
The brutality of the Huns made them unbearable, and now they finally got the opportunity for revenge, how could they let it go easily?
There was anger in everyone's eyes, and the weapons in their hands trembled slightly due to excitement.
After entering the enemy camp, the Han soldiers started killing without mercy.
They waved their swords and released their inner anger. For a while, shouts and screams came one after another, and the whole battlefield fell into chaos.
Faced with such a fierce attack, the Huns were obviously caught off guard, but they soon organized to resist.
However, at this time, the Han soldiers were already blood-thirsty, completely disregarding their own safety, and only wanted to cut these hateful beasts into pieces.
Driven by this passionate emotion, their fighting power became stronger and stronger, like an unstoppable torrent, quickly sweeping the entire Hun camp.
This bloody battle lasted for a long time, until the last Hun soldier fell, and the Han soldiers stopped their actions.
At this time, the battlefield was devastated, blood dyed the land red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
But the Han soldiers did not feel the slightest fear or fatigue. Instead, they were excited because they had successfully eliminated these beasts.
The entire army was in a state of extreme excitement.
Huo Qubing led a small
An army followed the Huns' footsteps and approached their lair.
Liu Che and Wei Qing led the remaining Han soldiers to the northeast.
North.
Cao Cao and Liu Bei led a mighty army, like a surging torrent, tightly biting the Jie tribe.
At this time, the strategy proposed by the poisonous scholar Jia Xu was being implemented step by step, and they ruthlessly forced the Jie people to flee towards a narrow and deep canyon.
The Jie people were terrified and ran desperately, but no matter which direction they chose to escape, they would be surrounded by a large number of enemy troops.
They had no time to catch their breath, let alone find a way to escape!
Just as the Jie leader led his people to flee north, suddenly, a majestic general in a white robe came out in front.
He led many heroic soldiers to block the way of the Jie tribe.
The white-robed general shouted loudly:
"I am Zhao Zilong from Changshan. I am here to hunt you down on the orders of my lord!"
"You beast! Don't run!"
Before he finished speaking, the soldiers behind Zhao Zilong seemed to be injected with a powerful force. They were all excited and waved their sharp spears excitedly, rushing towards the enemy like a tiger descending from the mountain.
The Jie people looked at their companions who kept falling in front of them, and their hearts were filled with fear. In panic, they had to turn around and flee south.
However, a deafening roar came from the south:
"Hey! Your grandfather Zhang Fei is here, who dares to fight me?"
It turned out that the fierce general Zhang Fei had been waiting for a long time, and behind him were the pursuers led by Guan Yu.
Faced with such a desperate situation, the desperate Jie people had no choice but to flee hastily to a secluded and desolate canyon.
There might be a glimmer of hope for them... But what they didn't know was that this road was destined to lead them to a deeper abyss of despair.
Xu Chu and Jia Xu came here early to wait, waiting for the Jie people to fall into the trap.
Seeing that all the enemies had stepped into the valley, Xu Chu showed a cruel smile on his face.
"Rocketeers, listen to the order!" His low voice sounded, revealing a trace of coldness and determination.
The soldiers did not dare to neglect, and quickly lit the arrows, pulled the bowstrings, and stood still like sculptures, waiting for the next order.
"Shoot!" Xu Chu shouted, the sound shook the four fields, as if to tear the world apart.
In an instant, countless rockets cut through the sky, with blazing flames rushing straight towards the Jie people in the valley.
Those Jie people looked at the flying rocket rain as dense as raindrops in horror, and endless despair surged in their hearts.
For a time, screams came one after another, resounding throughout the valley.
"Ah..."
"Ahhhhh..."
"My hand..."
The howling of pain continued, but it could not change their fate of being slaughtered.
After a while, the fire swept in and devoured everything mercilessly.
Not even a slag was left.
These fierce Jie people could not understand until their death why such a huge army suddenly appeared!
Wasn't the Western Jin Dynasty doomed?
