Guo Jia, the ghost of the strongest military division

Chapter 255
The big picture is set!

A smile appeared on Guo Jia's face.

This time, he used the power of gunpowder to catch the Huns by surprise, and the first battle established the victory.

After all, things like gunpowder have gone beyond the cognition of this era.

The Yunzhou cavalry won a big victory, and there was no suspense about the victory. The [-] cavalry defeated the opponent's [-] pioneers, and they were the most elite bow cavalry of the Southern Huns.

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

The Yunzhou army wiped out nearly [-] elite bow cavalry of the opponent, and captured most of them alive on the spot, and captured countless good horse leather bows and arrows.

"My lord, you don't know..."

Zhao Dachui narrated his glorious deeds with saliva flying all over the place, and everyone just laughed out loud.

"...I saw a general galloping towards him, with a flash of golden light in his hand, and a feathered arrow as fast as lightning... There was a sound of piercing through the air...It was too late to say it, then it was too fast...I stretched out my hand and shot the feathered arrow Take it in your hands."

The guy was talking and gesticulating.

After pretending to be coercive for so long, he has never fought anyone head-on. This time he blocked an enemy's feathered arrow, which naturally became Zhao Dahammer's capital to show off.

"My lord, if I hadn't practiced before, I really wouldn't be able to defeat this thief..."

Hahahaha!

The crowd couldn't bear it any longer.

Obviously this guy had a big hammer that blocked his arrow, otherwise there must be many holes in his chest.

"Zhao Dahammer, stop bragging!"

Dian Wei on the side really couldn't stand it.

This guy is a typical guy who shines brightly when given a little sunshine, and dares to see the dye shop when given a little color.

With such a trivial matter, he could talk about it for a day.

"Brother Dianwei, you don't know!"

Zhao Dachui turned his gaze to Dian Wei, and began to give a hard speech again.

To shut up!

Dian Wei raised his huge fist.

"Your skin is itchy again, isn't it?"

Dian Wei has a stupid mouth and likes to move his hands without speaking.

Speaking of being under the same roof, he and Xu Chu did not miss Zhao Dahammer.

"My lord, help me, my lord, help me!"

Zhao Dahammer ran away with his head in his arms.

It's fine to pretend to be aggressive in front of outsiders, but to pretend to be aggressive in front of Dian Wei is purely an old birthday star who hanged himself - impatient to live.

Speaking of fighting, how can he be Dian Wei's opponent?

Ha ha!

Guo Jia couldn't help but smile.

Individuals have their own fate, Zhao Dazhui loves to pretend, has a strong desire to express, and is happy with the task of bluffing and deceiving.

Without Zhao Dahammer's pretentiousness, this victory would not have been so easy.

At this moment, Zhao Yun came back. He was holding a Hun general in his hand, striding forward, and then threw it in front of Guo Jia.

"Report to the lord that two hundred soldiers of the Huns have been captured. This is Wei Beilai, 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, it's not my subordinate who captured Beilai this time, but someone else."

He said and clapped his hands.

A mighty young man came up.

"The villain Yang Fan has seen Lord Inspector!"

Guo Jia's eyes fell on this young man. He was tall and straight, with a tough outline and a pair of eyes that were very energetic.

This son has slender arms and a large longbow on his back. He looks like a good shooter.

"This Yang Fan was originally a ranger from Bingzhou, and he was good at archery. After he was absorbed into the Baimayi Cong by his subordinates, he has become the number one marksman in the army. In this battle, Yang Fan also shot and killed the guards of Beilai. He also shot down the longbow of Bilai, and captured him alive."

Zhao Yun explained from the side.

That's it!

Guo Jia nodded slowly.

This Yang Fan is a good shooting talent.

"You have made great achievements in capturing Beilai, and I have recorded it for you. Do your best under Captain Zhao."

Baima Yicong was not good at archery, so he was at a disadvantage against the Xiongnu's archers, but with Yang Fan here, he might be able to improve his riding and archery skills.

Thank you, Lord Inspector!

Yang Fan was very excited.

It is also an opportunity for him to be appreciated by Guo Jia.

Bei Lai, with disheveled hair and tied up by five flowers, looked at Guo Jia with a flash of resentment in his eyes.

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

He was very unwilling to lose!
very good!

Guo Jia showed a smile on his face, but the smile was a bit cold!
"How many Han people were killed?"

Bei Lai sneered, and said: "I don't remember clearly, since the time I picked up the bow and arrow, I have followed the troops out to fight grass valleys."

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

Let your mother fart!
Dian Wei stood up angrily, and picked up the double halberds to tear this humble corpse into thousands of pieces.

slow down!

Guo Jia smiled faintly, and his eyes glanced at the remaining Huns.

Although these Huns were a little scared, their eyes were still gloomy, and they were as unwilling to lose as Beilai.

"You seem unwilling to lose?"

Guo Jia asked calmly.

Not bad!

Beilai said loudly.

It's not just reconciled, it's just extremely aggrieved.

Wuqian was hanged and beaten by 3000 people, and almost the entire army was wiped out, even himself was lost in the hands of the Han people.

This is a great shame to the Southern Huns.

Of course, all this is caused by those mysterious earthen jars.

Without these mysterious earthen pots, the Han people are definitely no match for the Huns.

"You are nothing more than relying on those earthen jars. Without these earthen jars, one of us Huns can beat ten of you!"

Humble said angrily.

Stop talking big!
Yang Fan on the side couldn't help but interjected: "You Huns are best at riding and shooting. Didn't you let me catch you?"

Hearing Yang Fan speak, Bei Lai suddenly fell silent.

He was indeed captured alive by Yang Fan.

Yang Fan shot and killed his guards, broke his longbow, and shot his horse to death.

This man shoots his bow left and right, and the arrows are flawless. Even the Huns are a little amazed.

"We Huns not only know how to shoot arrows! They are also invincible in close combat."

Bai Lai said forcefully.

Melee!

Guo Jia was dumbfounded.

This Hun is not heartbroken when he sees the Yellow River.

"Okay, I will 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 sentence is said to all the Huns.

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

The northern nomads are much taller than the average Han people.

"Okay, it's a deal! Bring my scimitar!"

Beilai immediately responded.

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

A soldier untied his rope long ago and gave him the scimitar.

Bei Lai stretched his muscles and saw that Dian Wei's hands were still empty.

"Why don't you use weapons?"

As a Hun nobleman, he can still speak some Chinese.

Dian Wei said coldly: "There's no need to deal with you!"

(End of this chapter)