Mythical Qin, Han, Three Kingdoms, Sui and Tang Dynasties, establishment of empire

Chapter 171 Northern Xiongnu Shanyu Imperial Guard

As the sun set in the west and night gradually enveloped the earth, the barbarian offensive suddenly weakened a lot.

After all, they can't surge towards the gap like they did during the day. They can only communicate through language when they can't see clearly. The soldiers of the Northern Xiongnu, Wuwan and Xianbei are not proficient in language. They can only instinctively look for their own kin. man of.

Some Karasuma soldiers and Xianbei soldiers even started fighting on the top of the city. The reason was that the two sides could not communicate at all, so they had to fight for their own safety.

"Let's go! It's time for them to see the real elites of the Northern Huns," Hu Yanlin said with a sneer. Behind him, more than a thousand soldiers of the Imperial Guard who were trained by the military soul and then kicked out of the military soul were ready to go.

The death of Lan Shiluan forced Hu Yanlin to be more careful. He was afraid that Cao Shen had other trump cards in his hand. He could only wait until night when all long-range troops were restricted before he dared to bring his personal guards to the court. Rush towards the city wall.

The Northern Xiongnu Army Soul was inherited from the Xiongnu Empire. The Xiongnu Guards, who continuously inherited the skills of the soldiers of the previous generation, possess inheritance attributes and are also a military soul army that carries the will of the empire.

After all, the Xiongnu's imperial will has never declined. When it was at its peak, it was shattered by Meng Tian and could not heal, so it could only passively integrate into the two military soul armies of the Xiongnu.

The Xiongnu Empire was not only broken in half, but many Xiongnu tribes broke away from the Xiongnu and merged into powerful steppe tribes such as the Turks and Xianbei.

A military soul army was killed when Meng Tian was chasing death to the north, and the imperial will they carried was also absorbed by Great Qin's Black Bird Army. This is one of the reasons why Great Qin has three military souls.

Therefore, the Xiongnu military soul can be passed down indefinitely, and it has become the foundation for the Northern Huns to remain strong and to be listed as an empire. However, the Northern Huns military soul is actually incomplete, which is probably equivalent to being given a military soul. The last ones ascended the army first.

The inheritance effect of the Northern Huns' military spirit is that they inherit the skills and experience of the previous generation and strengthen their skills. It can be said that everyone is a master of skills at the pinnacle, and their combat effectiveness under the clouds is extremely strong.

Because the skills were inherited, the Northern Huns also developed a series of tricks to kick the trained soldiers out of the army queue, although these soldiers would quickly lose their original extreme combat effectiveness.

But relying on the feelings they once had, they can quickly refine the talents of these soldiers and promote them into more powerful soldiers.

Of course, this would damage the will of the empire, which is why Great Qin did not do this. However, the Northern Xiongnu could not care so much anymore. They would either be destroyed or damage the will of the empire. Their choice was obvious.

Either live a brilliant but short life, or die a long and dull death. The Northern Huns naturally made the former choice.

After all, if they throw away the glory of the Xiongnu Empire like the Southern Xiongnu, they will live a long time.

"Not good!" Cao Shen's expression changed drastically. He had a hunch that the Northern Huns underground might take action.

"Changshuiying attack with all strength!" Cao Shen ordered quickly. The constantly moving black shadows in the dark night gave him a very bad feeling.

The next moment, Changshuiying raised the long bow in his hand, and the explosive arrows flew out as if they were free. Hundreds of explosions exploded under the pass.

The explosion of fire illuminated the battlefield, allowing Cao Shen to see clearly the elite Northern Huns led by Hu Yanlin.

Cao Shen was very sure that these soldiers underground were definitely not ordinary soldiers. The number of casualties from the continuous bombing in Changshui was very few.

He clearly watched the Northern Huns Guards make unimaginable dodges with agility, and while dodging, they approached the city wall at high speed, and even had the energy to throw attacks at the city wall. "Super elite, they should be the Imperial Guards!" the soldiers of the infantry battalion said loudly after blocking the attack of the Northern Huns.

They were all trained by Cao Shen. In order to test the limit of blocking attacks, they were beaten frequently. They could judge the strength of the attack of the Northern Huns Imperial Guards by just blocking once.

The attacks launched by the Northern Huns guards while dodging were extremely powerful, even reminding them of the all-out sniping attacks by the Xianden Army and the Gale Battalion.

"Super evasive ability, super reaction ability, even prediction ability, extremely flexible movements, and seems to have special defense skills."

Cao Shen stared at the opposite side without blinking. The more he looked at it, the more his heart grew colder. The strength displayed by the Northern Huns guards was definitely not inferior to the two military spirits he had seen. Cao Shen had also seen the Iron Eagle warriors of Great Qin, and Liu Hua promoted the Red Army, and the elite in front of him was not inferior to the two military spirits. In a real fight, the battle losses between the two sides would never exceed [-] to [-].

In his field of vision, facing the continuous shooting from Changshui Camp, not a single Northern Huns guard fell, only the Xianbei barbarians who were affected.

Whether it was through blocking, evading with anticipation, or simply resisting, none of the Northern Huns guards were killed by Chang Shui.

"Fire the solid arrows! Fire and snipe!"

Cao Shen did not hesitate and asked Chang Shui to take out what was at the bottom of the box. These were the engraved arrows that Liu Hua asked the craftsman to make.

Some of the trump cards are that even Liu Hua himself doesn't know what magic weapon the Gong family has created with his full support.

Hundreds of arrows were shot from the long sailors, exploding in the open space and illuminating the entire battlefield.

Then hundreds of arrows with an obscure aura shot out, and the Northern Huns guards finally began to suffer casualties this time.

Dozens of Northern Huns guards were unable to dodge, and when they were about to resist as before, the arrows pierced through their armor and then exploded violently.

In just a few breaths, Chang Shui knocked out all the engraved arrows. Nearly a hundred Northern Huns guards died directly, and many guards were injured.

"Kunlun God is above us, our army will win!" Hu Yanlin roared with heartache, and then stretched the legion's talents to the limit. All the Northern Huns guards behind him also roared, and began to move towards with an indomitable momentum. Surge on the city walls.

"Let Ran Min lead the army of beggars!" Cao Jian saw that the effect of the engraved arrows had achieved good results, but if he wanted to defeat the reserve army of the Army Soul, he would need at least the same level of legion, infantry battalion and Changshui battalion. There is a long way to go.

Ran Min's beggar army is probably the same as the reserve army of the Red Army. It is guided by the maximum strength of Xinhuo's talent, and it is probably also the super elite level of the Imperial Guard.

At this time, he could only fight head-on and try his best to delay time. He did not believe that Changping could watch these barbarians escape. As long as they persisted until reinforcements arrived, the balance of victory would instantly tip to them.

Hu Yanlin jumped onto the city wall with a cruel smile, and was about to pounce on Ran Min.

"This road is blocked!" Ran Min snorted coldly, wielding the dragon-tiger halberd and stabbed Hu Yanlin's throat first.

(End of this chapter)