Chapter Forty-Four: Enough of the Days

The roar of the 10,000 Han elite cavalry went straight into the sky, and the 30,000 elite Hun cavalry on the opposite side couldn't help but be born.

On the wilderness, Huo Qubing flicked the reins of the war horse under his crotch, watched the army behind him walk back and forth, and a depressing voice came out of his mouth.

"Seventy-nine years have passed since the siege of Baideng, and we have also fought with the Huns for seventy-nine years.

"In exchange for the unjust death of hundreds of people and the sword of the Huns, in exchange for the destruction of the city, in exchange for decades of darkness to swallow anger!"

Huo Qubing turned his head suddenly, looked at the Hun cavalry who was watching him in front of him, and the evil king who was standing on the easternmost peak of Gaolan Mountain, looking at these Hun barbarians, looking at these people he had dreamed of slaughtering, Huo Quzhi's bright and clear eyes burst out of a raging flame at a moment.

"At the beginning of the Han Dynasty, Gaozu was unfortunately defeated, so the Great Han, this great country, actually had to pay annual tribute like the Huns, and marry the princess of the royal family to their Xiongnu Shan Yu as his wife, so that we can exchange for peace."

Huo Quai's sword to the sky, heartache to the extreme, "As a soldier of the Han Dynasty, you can't pick up your own weapons to defend your family and the country, on the contrary, you have to rely on the sacrifice of the woman to pray for peace and hide behind the woman to survive, and our group of people who were supposed to fight on the battlefield and the Huns could only hide behind the city wall, watching them be sent into the bitter cold land one by one, and never return." ”

"On these days, I've had enough of Huo Qu's illness!"

The words fell, and the heavens and the earth fell into tranquility again, and the breeze blew, blowing away the tears left in the corners of the general's eyes and blowing away the fatigue of the soldiers of the three armies.

Huo Quzhi raised his head high, faced the 30,000 Hun cavalry in front of him, and once again held his sword to the sky, shouting loudly.

"The humiliation of the past will be washed away!"

"A new history will be written by us!"

"Yes, many of us will die today, including me, but if we don't die, will we let our parents, wives and children go? We've been hiding for 79 years, we've been swallowing our anger for 79 years, but today, we're going to get back everything we've lost! ”

Huo Quai's horizontal sword pointed at the Hun cavalry neatly lined up in the distance.

"As long as we can defeat these Huns in front of us, we can survive, we can return to Chang'an alive, and our parents, wives and children will not be harassed by the war, you" Speaking of this, Huo Quzhi's voice trembled involuntarily, "Do you want to believe me?" ”

The big man rode silently, and soon, a voice sounded.

"Champion the Three Armies!"

Zhou Xing insisted on the banner of Huo Zi, and shouted these four words hoarsely at the front of the military column, which were also the highest praise of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty for Huo Quai.

"Champion the Three Armies!"

"Champion the Three Armies!"

The tsunami-like shouts of 10,000 elite riders sounded, and this was their answer to Huo Quai's illness.

Listening to the four words of the three armies of Yongguan ringing in his ears, Huo Quzhi's eyes couldn't help but become red and swollen, facing the 30,000 Hun cavalry who were sharpening their swords, and the champion Hou chuckled.

"How about outnumbering the crowd? What can you do with exhaustion? Two years ago, I performed a miracle, and today, I will never fall like this. ”

After the murmuring, the loud voice of the champion Hou echoed in the heavens and the earth again.

"Now, I ask you, who is willing to fight with me Huo!"

Li Tian on the war horse, the first to gently stretched out his right hand, put it on his left chest, and said with an excited expression.

"Li Tian, I am willing to follow the general to the death!"

Soon another man's roar rang out.

"Zhang Taishu, I am willing to follow the general to the death!"

Immediately after another, an extremely loud voice thundered!

"I am willing to follow the general to the death, and I swear to follow the general!"

In the end, the sound of swallowing mountains and rivers made all the Huns present change their colors.

Listening to the sound of the tsunami in the mountains, Huo Quzhi laughed loudly, "Okay, come on, bring wine!" ”

Soon, a bowl of fine wine appeared in Huo Quai's hands and in the hands of all the big Han Jingqi, but this wine was mixed with water, and it should be said that most of it was water.

Huo Quzhi took the wine and smiled bitterly, "This wine was given to me by His Majesty before leaving, but unfortunately there is only one jar, and there is no way for all the brothers to drink it, so I had to pour this wine into a nearby spring. ”

"!" Huo Quzhi took the wine in the bowl and took the lead in raising his head to drink.

Ten thousand men rode at the same time and drank the wine from the bowl into their throats.

Drinking all the wine in the bowl, Huo Quzhi wiped the corners of his mouth heroically, and at the same time slammed the big bowl in his hand to the ground.

"Smack." The crisp sound of the porcelain bowl breaking came and went, and one after another the big man drank the wine in the bowl and smashed the porcelain bowl in his hand into pieces.

If this battle is not won, everyone will be broken and perished like the fragments of the earth.

After drinking the wine before leaving, Huo Quzhi turned his horse's head, facing the front and was about to be impatient, like the Huns who were rushing towards him, at this time, the champion Hou suddenly put his right hand holding the sword on his left chest, and the last shout sounded.

"Han Erlang!"

At this moment, 10,000 horsemen, no matter who they were, were like Huo Quai, with their right hands on their chests, and slowly said Huo Jun's four-character military soul with a solemn expression.

"No regrets even if you die!"

Now that it's over, there's no need to say any more!

"Kill!" Huo Quai's eyes were raised, his legs urged the horse's belly, and the chasing wind immediately grew his hooves in the air, carrying his master, and rushed to the Hun battle array.

"Kill!"

10,000 Han elite horses, riding horses and whips, roaring and neighing, forgetting their lives and forgetting to attack the Huns three times their size in front of them, in an instant, 10,000 Han troops were like a swept flood, following Huo Qubing and rushing straight to the Hun battle array.

At the moment of the charge, the expressions on everyone's faces were so crazy and fearless, just like Huo Quzhi said not long ago, the peace that was exchanged for peace and relatives, and the sacrifice of women to survive, they had enough of this kind of life!

The three-foot cold mang came out of the scabbard, cut down the dogs and the enemy!

The fluttering Han flag followed the charge of the flag bearers and hunted and blew in the wind, and the halberd sword also flashed a dazzling cold light in the hands of the Han army's horsemen.

At the peak of the mountain, the evil king looked at the foot of the mountain, dusty, fearless of death, and rushed towards the elite Han army under his command, and his heart was already shocked to the point of no return.

is only 10,000 horses, and he dares to take the initiative to attack the 30,000 elites in his hands, this Han general named Huo Qubing is really bold enough, and it is not simple enough.

But you're still going to die!

The Evil King of Huns, who was over forty-five years old, looked at Huo Quai, who was getting closer and closer to the army under his command, and waited for the Han army's horses, and the big hand that had been raised high for a long time finally fell.

"The herald ordered the king of Zhelan to lead an army of 10,000 to attack and kill the Han army head-on!"

"Order King Luhu to lead an army of 7,000 to besiege and kill the Han army from the left and right flanks!"

"Order King Hutu to lead an army of 8,000 to block the retreat of the Han army from the rear!"

The Evil King stood on the mountain peak and clenched his fists, "This king led five thousand elites to sit in the rear army, vowing to annihilate this group of Han troops, leaving no one behind!" ”

"Woooooooooooo The muffled sound of the horn sounded again the moment the Great Hand of the Evil King completely fell.

In the Hun army formation at the foot of the mountain, King Zhelan commanded the 10,000 Hun elite horsemen beside him in an orderly manner, with a thick beard on his face, the scimitar in his hand pointed at Huo Quai, who had rushed to Huo Quai, who was only more than 300 meters away not far in front of him, and said loudly.

"Attack, attack, destroy these Han troops!"

10,000 Hun army, scimitar raised, rode out of the military formation, and the oncoming Huo Qubing and the vanguard of the Han Xiao cavalry into a group, the moment of collision, sprinting in the front of the Hun cavalry and the Han cavalry, hundreds of horses of the horse head collided together, together was overturned on the ground, Huo Qubing was in front of the Hun cavalry just collided, the long sword in the hand was suddenly provoked, the result of the life of a Hun cavalry.

"Boom, boom!" The sound of the war horse crashing resounded in the sky, and the evil king on the mountain peak looked at the Han army in bright red armor and the elite cavalry in coarse linen clothes under his command, and after a brief pause at the moment of collision, the two soon merged into a group and fought in the wilderness of Gaolan Mountain.

The sound of people roaring and neighing, and the sound of gold and iron communication, are endless.

"Kill with this king!"

Among the four kings of Hexi, the king of Luhu is the youngest and the most courageous, the king of Luhu, who has just passed his thirty-fifth birthday, has a strong body, powerful arms, wields the golden knife in his palm, and personally leads the 3,500 Hun cavalry on the left side after the 10,000 cavalry of the king of Zhelan and Huo Quai's army fought together, rushed up from the left side, and soon attacked the left flank of the Han army, and even broke all the way to the center.

Just after the brave and warlike King Luhu also led his army to attack, the eight thousand iron cavalry led by King Hutu also rushed from the rear and rushed to the rear of the Han army's cavalry.

At this moment, 25,000 Hun cavalry and 10,000 Han troops fought in this wilderness.

In the chaos of the army, Huo Quzhi held a sharp sword, drove a BMW chasing the wind, and killed the Hun cavalry driving in front of him with a sword, and the blood was sprinkled on his handsome face, making him look so brave and terrifying.

In the melee, only the champion Hou shouted loudly.

"Zhao Ponu, Servant Duo, Li Tian, Zhang Taishu, Gao Buzhi, lead the troops and horses of the headquarters, and attack the Zhelan army with the general, don't pay attention to the rest of the two kings!"

Zhao Ponu, who had a trace of blood on his face, heard Huo Quzhi's military order, and when he was stunned on his horse, he held the blood-stained sword in his hand and shouted in disbelief: "But general, now the Huns are attacking, if we press all the horses on the king of Zhelan, how should the Huns on the left and right wings and the rear respond?" ”

Huo Quzhi slashed left and right in the chaotic army, and a crazy word roared out of his mouth.

"Fart, the battle has come to this point, what kind of offense and defense are there, if we want to survive, we can only attack, attack, attack, use our sharpness to completely defeat them!"

"Kill!"