On the high hill outside the city!

The Huns were a little depressed.

They were really sad.

Before this battle was fought, it was brutalized by the Tang River three times, and without even catching a single hair of the enemy, it lost nearly 20,000 people.

If the first two times were careless and fell for the tricks of the Han people, then this time today is really a little inexplicable.

The black water is surging, sweeping the world!

In the face of the forces of nature, is manpower too small after all?

Thousands of people were swept away by the torrent, and they were swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

Where have the people of the steppe seen such a situation?

The Huns were discouraged and retreated!

The Han people are blessed by gods.

Many people complained about their king, why didn't he stay in the good grassland, but he had to come here to be abused?

It's almost autumn now.

It is the time when the pasture grass on the grassland is the fattest, and after eating the autumn pasture, the cattle and sheep can grow autumn fat, and the cattle and sheep can grow fat to survive the severe cold of winter.

The soldiers lay in the saddle and remembered about their own affairs.

It's time to repair the tent at home, otherwise it will leak on a rainy day.

Clean cow and sheep dung should also be collected, otherwise there will be no fire in winter.

There are many, many things on the grassland, why do they have to be here, endure the rainy weather, eat the hard coarse grains, attack this damn city, and always be on the lookout for the surging floods.

They've had enough of these days.

"I'm going back, it's time for my cattle and sheep to be released. After the rainy season, there is plenty of pasture everywhere. ”

"I'm going back, the woman in the family has a big belly, and it's time for me to give birth. If it's a boy, I'll choose a pony for him and make a bow. If it's a girl, I'll give her how to milk and cut wool to make skin. ”

"I'm going back, the doll in the family is older, and it's time to marry a wife.

Everyone said a word to me and began to talk about family life.

"I'm going back too, because I don't want to die here."

Someone else said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

Because he spoke for everyone.

They really don't want to die here.

It's just that this person is more direct.

Seeing that the crowd had stopped talking, the man spoke again.

"I am not a coward, I fought with the king at the age of fifteen, and that year I shot fifteen aliens with my own hands. In the past ten years, I have always been in front of the heavy load, and I have never retreated. ”

He jerked off his leather robe, revealing his sturdy upper body.

The body was covered in scars, the worst of which was a half-moon that stretched from the neck to the waist.

"This is the first battle, and I was hit by five arrows, and I dug out the arrows myself."

"It was shot by a tribal leader, his arrow was poisonous, and I woke up from a coma for three days, leaving only a black scar that hurts excruciatingly on a cloudy day."

"It was cut with a scimitar, and I was disemboweled, and my companions thought I wouldn't survive and were going to bury it on the spot, but I survived in the end."

The man muttered to himself, as if he was telling about his past, and as if he wanted everyone to tell him that he was not greedy for life or afraid of death.

"I'm not afraid of death!"

He continued: "I have died many times, and each time it has been a brush with death. But I don't want to die, especially in such a senseless sacrifice. ”

He roared suddenly.

"I am the warrior of the Huns, and I will die on the battlefield, under the sword and spear of the enemy, not by these filthy rivers. I'm going to die on the prairie and be buried in the soil, not washed away by the river and fed to the fish. ”

After hearing this man's own account, the people fell silent.

This person is talking about himself, and it is not them.

They also don't want to die in this senseless loss.

They will die and die like warriors on the battlefield.

We're going home!

Hundreds of people began to roar, and gradually the entire camp was infected, like a pack of wolves roaring one after another.

What's going on, what's going on?

The roar of the soldiers attracted the attention of the Hun generals.

They immediately came with their men to check it out.

In ancient times, camp roaring was a terrifying thing.

Soldiers accumulate a lot of resentment in the war, and as the war continues, they vent their grievances while accumulating resentment in the war.

These grievances will become their motivation.

However, once this kind of resentment cannot be vented, it will form a huge threat, and even eat itself.

This is Yingxiao!

In the history of the Xiongnu, there were several tragic camp roars.

Ying Xiao is full of destructive power, and it is often these high-level people who die first.

Because the grievances of the soldiers cannot be vented on their opponents, they will be transferred to their leaders.

When Su Bugu saw the eyes of the people, he knew that something was wrong.

Because these soldiers in Pingsuri will have a look of awe when they see him, but now there is no awe in the eyes of everyone, and it is replaced by a kind of violence.

Like dry firewood, a little spark can ignite a fire.

"Warriors of the Huns!"

Su Bugu suddenly shouted, "Are you afraid of death? ”

Unafraid!

The crowd shook their heads.

If they were afraid of death, they wouldn't come!

"Do the Han people's bows and arrows shoot better than yours?"

"Are the Han people better at riding than you?"

"Are the Han people stronger in their will than yours?"

Su Bugu said loudly: "No! They are not as accurate as your bow and arrows, they are not as good as yours in riding, and their wills are not as strong as our steppe warriors. ”

After a few words, the commotion of the crowd calmed down a little.

I have to say that Su Bugu is a good lobbyist, and a few words suppressed the violence that was about to erupt from his subordinates.

"The reason why we lost was because of the cunning of the Han people and the violence of the Han people. Regardless of the lives of their compatriots downstream, they dug and released water, flooding the downstream. Tigers don't eat their children, and wolves don't eat their own kind. But the Han did it, and they could even attack their own compatriots for the sake of victory. You say, "Are such people worthy of the prosperous plains of life, and are they worthy of enjoying such abundant resources?" ”

Subu shouted again.

Unworthy!

Everyone felt injustice, and their hearts were full of anger.

Very good!

Xu Bugu pulled out his scimitar and said, "In the name of the Xiongnu Right Sage King, I want to challenge these inferior peoples. They don't deserve to live in the flowers and mountains of the Central Plains, where do they belong to our Hun warriors. Only our bravest Hun warriors are qualified to live here. ”

Roar!

The Hun soldiers shouted in unison, and these words said that they were in their hearts.

They are the masters of it all.

Right now!

The sword pointed at the city in the water.

"Let's break this place and slaughter it all!"

(End of chapter)