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The night was full of darkness, but the mountain made of blood emitted a dazzling light in this dark night.

Fires blazed and turned the dwarf mountain into daylight.

The corpses covered the hillside, halfway up the mountainside, the first trench, the second trench.

Another round of rockets fired, and the fire became even more ferocious, and the top of the mountain was completely turned into a sea of fire.

After the rocket was launched, the last 1,000 Hun foot soldiers stood outside the second trench, silently watching, a trace of pain flashed on everyone's faces illuminated by the firelight, and their hearts kept praying.

Please, don't come again, please....... Go to hell!

Can...... At this moment, at the peak of the fire, suddenly, more than a dozen wounded soldiers of the Han army appeared.

There was a scorching fire burning on their bodies, and each one of them was scarred, some missing an arm, some blind in one eye, but many more were covered in flaming rockets.

Holding the long knife in his hand, he let the fire burn his battle body to the fullest, and a loud roar came from their mouths.

"Protect my big man!"

In the end, the dozen or so wounded soldiers of the Han army were frantically burning their bodies by the fire, but they rushed down the mountain crazily, and once again frantically killed the Hun foot soldiers, and the expressions on everyone's faces were illuminated by the burning flames on their bodies.

There were only two words on their faces.

No regrets

Set fire and burn, fight to the death, but the fighting spirit will not stop for thousands of years.

Looking at the figures of the Han army rushing towards the flames, these thousand Hun foot soldiers were already on the verge of collapse.

For seven hours, they fought with the 1,600 Han army for seven hours, and none of the Han soldiers deserted, let alone became their prisoners, and everyone was like the last dozen or so wounded soldiers of the Han army who were covered in fire and bravely killed, until the last moment of their lives, they were still fighting.

The Huns were afraid, completely afraid, and they didn't want to see the burning fire again in their lives, and they threw their lives at their Han soldiers.

The fall of the Huns also laid the groundwork for this battle, because they could never be as crazy as the Han soldiers.

The fiery flames, waving war knives, and roaring rushing towards the figure have become a nightmare that will never linger in the hearts of every Hun soldier present.

........

On the mountain peaks.

The fire had been extinguished by the Huns not so long ago.

The evil king walked on the hillside full of corpses with a heavy heart, only dozens of accompanying soldiers behind him, just now, after the last dozen or so wounded soldiers of the Han army were killed by the Huns, the evil king of Hun got the most accurate information, and on the current peak, only the last living Han army remained, and the others were all dead......

Death ray...... Hehe, thinking of these two words, the Hun Evil King couldn't help laughing at himself, looking at the corpses of the Han army and the Huns at his feet, the Hun Evil King sighed deeply, "Is it dead or fighting, fighting my two thousand elites, fighting out two thousand wounded soldiers who can't continue to fight." ”

Such a short mountain peak actually cost me a full 4,000 soldiers and horses!

The Evil King smiled bitterly, but fortunately, he still captured this place after all, yes, it took 10,000 people seven hours and 4,000 people to take this mountain that was only 60 meters high and guarded by 1,600 Han troops...... Seven hours, seven hours!

What is this? What the hell is this?

The Evil King kept questioning himself in his heart, and now he was in a state of confusion, and there was unwarranted fear in his heart.

If all the soldiers of the Han Dynasty are like what they have seen today, then is there any need to fight this war?

Will they still have a glimmer of hope for victory?

Alas....... Speaking of which, everything is retribution, a few decades ago, they made a siege of Baideng, and almost killed the Gaozu Emperor of the Han Dynasty, even if they didn't kill it, the Han Dynasty bowed its head for decades like their own side, and prayed for peace in a humiliating way.

But now, everything has to be returned, everything that the Xiongnu have taken from the Han people over the years, I am afraid that it will have to be returned in an extremely tragic way.

If you think about it, wasn't that how it used to be? During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the Huns were also very brave, attacking the war-torn Central Plains all the year round, and a country called Zhao was beaten by them with heavy losses, and the people were struggling to make a living, and one after another the Central Plains people were plundered to the Xiongnu as prisoners and slaves.

But the result?

A man named Li Mu wiped out 100,000 of their elites in one fell swoop not long after!

A full 100,000 elite Huns who were good at fighting were wiped out by Li Mu, a famous general of Zhao State.

The Xiongnu did not dare to go south to the Central Plains for decades.

After being wiped out by Li Mu in one breath of 100,000 elites, the Huns recuperated for decades, and the elites eliminated by Li Mu gradually replenished back, so they went south to the Central Plains again and began to plunder, but this time, they encountered two more terrifying enemies.

One is called Qin Shi Huang and the other is called Meng Tian.

Li Mu only destroyed 100,000 Xiongnu elites last time, but Meng Tian and Qin Shi Huang ....... But it recovered the land of Hexi in one go.

Losing Hexi is even more ruthless than the 100,000 dead and wounded army, and the people are gone, and they can be cultivated and reborn.

But the homeland is gone...... It's all empty talk.

Thinking of this, the Evil King couldn't help but stop his steps, looked up at the natural stars, and involuntarily whispered: "Last time, we lost Hexi, this time, what will we lose?" ”

"Is it more soldiers and horses, or is it a vast land, or is it ...... Something else is more difficult to accept the tragic consequences. ”

The most important point that a person with a high position should have is to judge the situation, the evil king is such a person, he clearly sees the current situation, he knows that even if he wins this battle, but next time, when the Han army attacks in large numbers, it can only be defeated, because the general trend of the world is no longer on his side, or even on the side of the entire Huns.

The luck in the dark has already been fighting here, no, it was transferred to the side of the Han Dynasty earlier.

The evil king could almost predict that soon after, their Xiongnu would be taught a hard lesson by the Han army, and they would definitely lose a lot of things that were difficult to accept.

It's just that what will be lost, the evil king of Hun can't guess, in his subconscious, even if the Huns are defeated, at most they will damage a lot of soldiers and horses or land, and the rest will have nothing to lose.

Yes, of course there is, but what you lost this time is more difficult for you to accept.

.........

An hour earlier, the last few dozen men of the Han army were still struggling to support themselves on the mountain peak, and at that time, the Hun Evil King had transferred another 3,000 men from his army and rushed to the battlefield to help in the battle.

And now, when only the last Han army is left on this mountain, the Hun Evil King sent the last 1,000 soldiers and horses in his hands to the battlefield, not long ago the Hugh Tu King took away 2,000 soldiers and horses, plus the 4,000 troops that the Hun Evil King just sent again, right now, the Hun Evil King only has the last dozens of personal soldiers in his hands.

But enough was enough, because there was only the last Han army on the mountain who was alive, or rather unwilling to die.

The Evil King walked slowly on the hillside with his own soldiers on foot, and there were several screams from the top of the mountain.

The Evil King frowned, raised his big hand, and all the personal soldiers behind him poured up the mountain, while he himself stayed at the rear.

The Evil King walked slowly, and after about ten minutes, he finally reached the peak.

As far as the eye can see, the entire mountain peak has been burned black by the fire just now, and the mountain peak is also covered with the corpses of the Huns and the Han army, and the corpses of the two sides are stacked on top of each other.

Looking at this tragic scene, the Evil King sighed deeply.

At this moment, a call sounded in his ears, "Father." ”

A gorgeously dressed young man, supported by two Hun foot soldiers, walked towards him with teary eyes.

The eldest prince of the evil king did not die, he managed to survive, all thanks to his good father's desperate onslaught, which led to the end of the battle, and the Han army almost forgot about this hostage, which is also the most important reason why he can live unharmed until now.

Holding his son in his arms, Haosheng comforted a few words, and the evil king asked two soldiers to send the eldest prince down the mountain to recuperate.

When the eldest prince of the evil king of Hun cried and cried and walked away like a woman, the eyes of the evil king of Hun turned to the center of the mountain, and looked at the circle surrounded by more than 30 Hun foot soldiers.

In the center of the circle is the last Han soldier who is still alive, no, a general.

The Evil King walked out of the circle formed by the Hun infantry with the people, and soon he walked into the circle and saw the man who had been waiting for him and did not want to die.

......

The armor was tattered, and the red robe behind him turned into a blood-stained rag, and a spear stood on the ground, covered in blood, and Li Tian, whose hair was messy, used the spear to support his torn body, standing between heaven and earth.

The long sword in his hand trembled continuously, and Li Tian's eyes stared weakly at the Hun foot soldiers who surrounded him in front of him, and there were four corpses of the Huns who had just died at his feet.

From the second time the commander of the thousand horsemen launched an attack, Li Tian's memory became confused, he could no longer remember how he led hundreds of people to hold this mountain peak for three hours, he only remembered that every time the Huns launched an attack on the second trench, he led people to fight with the Huns in the trench, killing, killing all the time, killing without stopping.

In the past three hours, Li Tian had seen that everything was red, especially red, the color was like thick blood, and the night sky was shining red in his eyes at that time.

Li Tian led the people to guard, led the people and the Huns who rushed up to kill, the feather arrows were shot, the soldiers rushed down the mountain and the Huns hand-to-hand, the soldiers died, the wounded soldiers who stayed on the mountain peak to rest rushed down and the Huns hand-to-hand combat, the most seriously injured, the people who had been completely unable to move, just ....... Solved it myself.

Li Tian was very lucky, when the last wave of Hun attacks was launched, in the melee, he was accidentally knocked unconscious by a Hun on the ground, at that time, his body, legs, face, and chest were covered with the wounds left by the Huns' scimitars and the feather arrows shot into his body, and it was also by being knocked out that Li Tian survived.

By the time he came to his senses, a large number of Huns had already retreated, and the evil king was rushing towards the mountain peak with his people.

Li Tian used all his strength to kill the four Hun cavalry who were the first to climb the mountain, and then, he stuck a spear into the ground, and leaned his back against the handle, so as to support his trembling body that would fall at any time.

He knew that the man was coming, and he was ....... It's here.

Soon, dozens of Hun foot soldiers rushed up the mountain and surrounded him, and after a short time, the man came, and the person he had been eager to kill with his own hands day and night finally appeared in front of him.

Blood slowly flowed down Li Tian's forehead, and the face that was so full of blood that it was almost unrecognizable, but the first time Li Tian saw the Evil King, he ....... He actually smiled, very relieved.

Staring at the Evil King who was walking towards him step by step, Li Tian, who was dying and dying, said softly something that ordinary people could not understand.

"That circle...... I'm almost done. ”

"Now, it's just me."