Qin Gong

Chapter 438 The Death of Yifang
Under the pass of Yunshan Mountain.

There were corpses all over the ground, blood and rain mixed together, dyeing the entire pass and even the ancient road inside the tube into blood red, one after another Qin Zi black flags were hanging wet, and some fell to the ground, accumulated on the ground by countless footprints and blood .

Among the chaotic figures, countless footsteps were chaotic, and the sound of shouting and killing resounded throughout the valley, and countless knights and soldiers fought to the death with the Huns.

under heavy rain.

Yifang's arm was trembling, and a steady stream of blood flowed down from his arm.

Looking at the scuffle all around, Yifang's face was pale, and he looked at all this with shortness of breath, looking at those Huns, his eyes were full of hatred.

The north is different from the people in the Central Plains. No matter how much war there is, the people in the Central Plains will not be like the North. They were neighbors of the Huns in the time of the Zhao people of Zhao State. Only the Zhao people know what will happen once they are taken captive by the Huns. All the men will be killed by the Huns, the children will be cooked by the Huns, and the women will be raised as livestock by the Huns.

The Zhao people and the Huns have been enemies for generations!
"what!"

When a Hun came to kill him, Yifang looked at the Hun with a ferocious face, without any fear in his eyes, and even with the will to die.

With this appearance, even the Huns were taken aback. After fighting, the Huns were finally hacked to death by Yifang with a sword. Frozen in place, slowly turned his head to look behind him.

Behind is the pass in the clouds.

And the voice came from outside the pass in the cloud, a bad premonition emerged in Yifang's heart.

Not only Yifang, but also some other border knights were also under the heavy rain. When they heard the movement from the north behind them, everyone was at a loss. in place.

With the movement getting bigger and bigger.

Even many people in the melee heard the movement, and many border knights and Huns all looked to the north.

There was a vague look of uneasiness on the faces of the border knights, while the Huns were ecstatic. The faces of countless Huns who were originally desperate showed the excitement of the rest of their lives. The momentum soared.

Boom boom~!

There are more and more hoofbeats, and the sound is getting louder.

Under the heavy rain, Yifang looked at the pass, and after recovering, he quickly looked at all the surrounding soldiers.

"Quick, block the gate!"

Yifang yelled, telling the border riders to go to the pass and block the gate.

Hundreds of cavalry officers and soldiers came back to their senses, holding sharp swords and spears, and rushed towards the gate of the pass. However, before they could take a few steps, countless Huns on horseback appeared in front of everyone, under the heavy rain, There was a steady stream of Huns who flocked in.

"kill!!"

"kill!"

Seeing this, the side riders had no choice but to fight with the Huns who suddenly appeared, armed with spears and swords.

However, when a person is exhausted, not to mention that the border knights fought with the Huns for more than an hour, and most of them were injured. The army of the Huns who came from behind, the frontier soldiers fell into a disadvantage in an instant, and from surrounding the Huns, they became surrounded by the Huns.

under heavy rain.

As the Huns passed by on horseback, one by one the border riders were hacked to death, with hideous wounds on their faces, and slowly fell to the ground with blood, trampled by the horses.

A prosperous Hun army appeared, causing more and more border knights to die tragically by the Huns.

However, the desperate counterattack of the border knights also caused huge casualties in the Hun army surrounded from behind. Looking down from the sky under the heavy rain, the Hun army was swallowed up by the battlefield at a speed visible to the naked eye, like straw. It slowly disappeared into the battlefield, but the Huns who rode horses behind them would make up for it.

"what!!!"

Standing in the battlefield, Yifang watched the situation that was reversed in an instant, screaming unwillingly in the heavy rain, his eyes were flushed.

Looking at those soldiers who continued to die tragically, Yifang's heart was full of anger and unwillingness.

Looking at the Huns who were killing towards him, Yifang's red eyes were filled with madness, and he rushed towards the Huns with his sword in hand.

Turn sideways, counterattack with a knife, a Hun fell down, couldn't dodge, was cut to the shoulder, turned back, chopped at the horse's leg, the horse fell, and the Huns fell.
Walking along the way, Yifang's eyes became red, regardless of the more and more wounds on his body, his eyes under the rain became more and more blurred.

vaguely.

Yifang saw the heavy rain, and a young man who seemed to be the leader of the Huns appeared in front of him.

The tired and weak Yifang tried his best to wake up his mind. When he saw the Hun clearly, Yifang rushed towards him under the heavy rain with his sword in his hands, slashing at him with a savage face.

"drink!"

When the young Huns saw Yifang, they shouted angrily, and without drawing out their sharp blades, they rushed up empty-handed, sideways to avoid Yifang's slash, and when Yifang swung his sword backhand again, he directly punched Yifang hard. wrist.

As Yifang's sharp sword fell, the Xiongnu man directly grabbed Yifang's neck, drew his sword backhand, and pierced Yifang's abdomen with one sword.

under heavy rain.

Yifang's whole body was cold, and in his pupils full of rain, he looked at the Huns in front of him, full of unwillingness. The blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, mixed with the rainwater, dripped down his chin, and fell on the arms of the Huns.

When the Huns swung their stabs for the second time, the third time, and the fourth time, Yifang finally remained silent and kept his eyes open. At this moment, Yifang's eyes full of rain seemed to be filled with With a hint of guilt.

Perhaps before dying, Yifang's last thought was guilt for not waiting for Bai Yan's arrival, so many soldiers followed him, and could not return to Yanmen.

The young Hun man gasped slightly, threw Yifang's body on the ground, and looked at Yifang's body in the heavy rain.

Then he raised his head and looked at the battlefield in front of him.

He is the son of Sangjia, Gu Zha. Earlier, Tou Manchanyu asked him and Murto to stay in the northern grasslands to monitor the Yuezhi army. After seeing the Yuezhi army leaving in a hurry, he ordered people to go to Toumanchanyu Report, never thought, but learned that Touman Shanyu was surrounded.

Therefore, Gu Jai and Murto hurriedly led the tribes under their command to come to reinforce Touman Chanyu.

"Cut off his head and hang it at the city gate!"

Gu Zha said to the cronies beside him that Touman Chanyu was ambushed by the Central Plains people, which made Gu Zha very angry. He wanted to show the Central Plains people the anger of the Huns and the price they had to pay for ambush Touman Chanyu.

"As ordered!"

The two Huns nodded quickly when they heard Gu Zha's words.

After Gu Zha finished explaining, he turned his head to look at the battlefield in front of him, and walked slowly with a bloody sharp blade.

(End of this chapter)