The die is cast!

A smile appeared on Guo Jia's face.

This time, he used the power of gunpowder to catch the Huns by surprise, and the battle was won.

After all, gunpowder is beyond the understanding of this era.

The Yunzhou cavalry won a great victory, and there was no suspense about the victory, and the three thousand cavalry defeated the opponent's five thousand vanguards, and they were the most elite archers of the Southern Xiongnu.

This battle can be called the most perfect battle in modern times.

The Yunzhou army wiped out nearly 3,000 elite archers of the other side, and captured most of them on the spot, and captured countless good horse skin armor bows and arrows.

"Lord, don't you know......"

Zhao Dazhui saliva flew and told his glorious deeds, and everyone just laughed.

“…… I saw a general galloping over, the golden light flashed in his hand, and a feather arrow was as fast as lightning...... There was a burst of breaking sound...... Say it's too late, then it's too soon...... I stretched out my hand and took the feathered arrow in my hand. ”

This guy is talking and gesturing.

After pretending to be forced for so long, he has never made a move with anyone head-on, and this time he blocked one of the enemy's feather arrows, which naturally became Zhao Dazhui's capital to show off.

"Lord, if I hadn't practiced a little bit, I really wouldn't have been able to stop this thief ......"

Hahahaha!

The crowd couldn't hold back any longer.

Obviously, this guy has a big hammer and blocks the arrow, otherwise there must be multiple holes in the chest.

"Zhao Dazhui, don't blow it!"

Dian Wei on the side really couldn't look at it.

This guy is a typical guy who gives a little sunshine and dares to look at the dyeing shop when he gives a little color.

It's just such a thing, he can talk about it for the last day.

"Brother Dian Wei, you don't know!"

Zhao Dazhui's eyes turned to Dian Wei, and he began to speak hard again.

Shut up!

Dian Wei raised his huge fist.

"You kid have itchy skin again, aren't you?"

Dian Wei is stupid and likes to use his hands but not his mouth.

It is said that under the same roof, he and Xu Chu have cleaned up Zhao Dazhui.

"Lord's help, lord's help!"

Zhao Da Hammer hugged his head and ran away.

It's just a matter of pretending to be forced in front of outsiders, and pretending to be forced in front of Dian Wei is purely an old birthday star hanging himself - he is impatient to live.

Speaking of fighting, where is he Dian Wei's opponent?

Hehe!

Guo Jia couldn't help but smile.

Individuals have their own fate, Zhao Dazhui loves to pretend to be forced, has a strong desire to perform, and is willing to swagger and deceive and pretend to be ghosts.

If there was no Zhao Dazhui's pretense, this victory would not be so easy.

At this moment, Zhao Yun came back, with a Hun general in his hand, strode over, and then threw it in front of Guo Jia.

"Report to the lord and capture 200 Hun soldiers, this is the capital of the Southern Huns."

"Zilong has worked hard!"

Guo Jia nodded.

For Zhao Yun, he is still very relieved.

Zhao Yun smiled.

"My lord, this time it was not his subordinates who captured Beilai, but someone else."

He clapped his hands as he spoke.

A mighty teenager walked up.

"The villain Yang Fan has seen Lord Thorn Shi!"

Guo Jia's eyes fell on this young man's body, tall and straight, with a hard outline, and a pair of eyes that were very focused.

This son has slender arms and carries a large longbow, and at first glance he is a good shooter.

"This Yang Fan was originally a ranger in Bingzhou, and he has good archery skills. After being absorbed by his subordinates into the White Horse Righteous Servant, he has become the number one marksman in the army. In this battle, Yang Fan also shot Beilai's guards and shot Beilai's longbow, which captured him alive. ”

Zhao Yun explained on the side.

I see!

Guo Jia nodded slowly.

This Yang Fan is a good shooting talent.

"You have made a great contribution to the capture of Beilai, and this official has written it down for you. Let's do a good job under Zhao Duwei. ”

Bai Ma Yi is never good at shooting, so he suffers a lot from the archers of the Huns, but with this Yang Fan here, he may be able to cultivate more kung fu in riding and shooting.

Thank you, Lord Thorn!

Yang Fan was very excited.

Being appreciated by Guo Jia is also an opportunity for him.

Beilai was cloaked, tied up by five flowers, looking at Guo Jia, his eyes flashed with resentment.

"The Han dog that can't be killed, the Great Khan will avenge us!"

He was very unwilling to lose!

Very good!

Guo Jia had a smile on his face, but the smile was a little cold!

"How many Han Chinese have you killed?"

Beilai sneered and said, "I can't remember exactly, from the time I picked up the bow and arrow, I followed the troops out to fight the grass valley. ”

He continued: "The Han people are all pigs and dogs, and they were born to be slaughtered by our Xiongnu warriors. ”

Fuck your fart!

Dian Wei stood up angrily, picked up the double halberd and was about to break this humble body into ten thousand pieces.

Slow down!

Guo Jia smiled faintly, his gaze swept over the remaining Huns.

Although these Huns were a little scared, there was still some gloom in their eyes, and they were unwilling to lose just like Beilai.

"You don't seem to be willing to lose?"

Guo Jia asked calmly.

Not bad!

Beilai said loudly.

Not only is it unwilling, it is simply aggrieved.

5,000 were beaten by 3,000 people, almost all the army was annihilated, and even he fell into the hands of the Han people.

This can be regarded as a great shame for the Southern Xiongnu.

Of course, all this is caused by those mysterious crockpots.

Without these mysterious clay pots, the Han people were definitely no match for the Huns.

"You are nothing more than relying on those clay pots, if there are no these clay pots, we Huns can beat ten of you alone!"

Said angrily.

Don't talk big!

Yang Fan on the side couldn't help but interject: "You Huns are the best at riding and shooting, didn't you let me catch it?" ”

Hearing Yang Fan speak, Bei Lai Deng was silent.

He was indeed captured by Yang Fansheng.

Yang Fan single-handedly shot his guards, cut off his longbow, and shot his horse.

This person opened his bow left and right, and the arrows were not missing, even the Huns were a little breathtaking.

"We Huns don't just shoot arrows! Melee combat is also invincible. ”

Beilai said strongly.

Melee!

Guo Jia was dumbfounded.

This Hun did not see the Yellow River and did not die.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance."

As he spoke, he pointed to Dian Wei.

"If any of you can beat him, I'll let you go."

This phrase was addressed to all the Huns.

Although Dian Wei is tall and big, he is nothing in front of the Huns.

The northern nomads were much taller than the average Han Chinese.

"Well, it's a deal! Take my scimitar! ”

Beilai immediately responded.

Anyway, they fell into the hands of the Han Chinese, and they didn't plan to go back alive.

A soldier had untied his ropes and gave him a cutlass.

Beilai moved his muscles and bones, and looked at Dian Wei's hands were still empty.

"Why don't you use weapons?"

As a Xiongnu nobleman, he still speaks some Chinese.

Dian Wei said coldly: "I don't need to deal with you!" ”