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Chapter 404 The old trick is repeated

Chapter 404 The old trick is repeated

scarecrow!
  It’s actually a scarecrow!

All the Huns were very angry. They were actually fooled and gave so many precious arrows to Yingzi and others in vain.

"Ying Zihe!" In the Xiongnu camp, Touman Shanyu in the commander's tent was filled with smoke and almost collapsed after hearing the news.

With his eyes widened, he pulled out the machete stuck on one side with his backhand. In a rage, he slashed the sleeping woman who had been snatched from him to death with one slash!
  "Attack, let me attack!" Touman Chanyu was so angry that he was completely blinded by his anger. At this time, what he wanted was no longer the supplies in Wushuang City that were enough for the Huns to survive the winter, but to kill him. All the people in the light city vented their hatred.

"This Shanyu wants to kill that hateful Nanman Ying Zihe and let him die!"

The blood-stained scimitar in his hand danced. For a moment, Touman Chanyu seemed to be going crazy, making everyone in the tent remain silent and motionless.

………………

"Kill!"

The next day, the sky was bright, and the bright light had just appeared in the sky. The Huns' camp surrounded the entire Wushuang City, and the extremely angry roars of the Huns rang out.

During this period of attack, the Huns suffered extremely heavy losses. The 200,000-strong army had lost 30,000 to 40,000, and there were still more than 10,000 soldiers and horses in the city.

The Huns, who had been fooled last night, couldn't bear it anymore and rushed towards Wushuang City in the morning light and the fog that had not completely dissipated.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
  On top of the city, the Qin soldiers watching at night saw the Huns coming out.

Immediately, the gong was sounded, and countless Qin troops appeared on the top of the city one after another, setting up their bows and shooting arrows, aiming at the numerous Xiongnu cavalry below.

A dense rain of arrows rained down from the sky, killing and wounding countless Huns soldiers and horses on the spot.

But the Huns still rushed up against the overwhelming arrow rain above the city head, carrying simple ladders and other objects, trying to rush to the city head.

Boom! Boom!
  When the Huns came close, the archers retreated, and the loser prepared his specially made trebuchet, and struck down countless broken stones.

The heavy stones, under the action of the trebuchet, were extremely fast and powerful, almost the same as the bullets of later generations.

It hit the Huns under the city, killing countless of them on the spot.

Feather arrows, trebuchets, stone mills, boiling oil, and other defensive equipment came in turn. Soon, in the cold winter season, a rush of hot air filled the entire Wushuang City.

There was even a faint aroma of barbecue, but no one was interested in this aroma.

Just because this is the taste of human flesh!

Bang!

After a stalemate for more than an hour, the first ladder finally landed on the top of the city and made a crisp sound.

Then, a dozen Huns held scimitars in their hands and rushed towards the city head while walking and crawling.

A group of Huns below the city cheered when they saw that someone had built a ladder on top of the city so early today.

Unfortunately, they were happy too early!
  puff!

A bright blade of light appeared, and the blade of light, which was several feet long, landed on the ladder. The Huns on it had no time to deal with it.

Under the extremely brilliant light blade, they all turned into blood and mud.

Click!
  The heavy ladder also made a crisp sound and could no longer hold up. It shattered on the spot and fell heavily under the city. In this way, many Huns were killed.

"With this little ability, you want to capture my own Wushuang City. You just don't know how to live or die!" At some point, Ying Zihe had arrived at the top of the city.

He was holding a Fang Tian painted halberd made of dark iron. The seven-foot-long halberd was more than a head taller than himself.

While walking, wherever there was a problem, he was there. Even tens of thousands of Huns could not block a Fangtian painted halberd in his hand. I don't know how many people died under his halberd blade.

During this period, under the constant attacks of the Huns, the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, who were becoming increasingly exhausted, saw their morale greatly boosted when they saw Lord Chang'an personally taking action.

Innumerable strength surged into his tired body, he used the bow to shoot arrows, controlled the trebuchet, and even dropped the torch.

The Huns' crazy attack was once again frustrated by their counterattack.

At dusk, the Huns ordered their troops to retreat, and the day passed before their eyes.

…………

"Your Majesty, the Huns' attack is much more fierce today?" On a tower in the east of Wushuang City, Han Xin, Li Shang, Fan Kuai, and Zhou Bo gathered together, all with some blood on their faces.

Zhou Bo, who has a calm personality, recalled today's battle with a bit of worry on his face, "It seems that the Huns intend to capture Wushuang City at all costs."

"If this continues, our city defense equipment won't last long."

Ying Zihe sat in front of the four generals, with his hands on his hips. The huge panda Pipi lay lazily behind him, leaning on his back like a backrest.

The Fang Tian painted halberd that had killed countless people today was stuck sideways at his side. On the smooth halberd blade, there were still drops of blood that had not completely dissipated.

With his arms folded across his chest and dressed in a smart outfit, Ying Zihe had a carefree smile on his lips and chuckled, "That's not easy, just hang on to a few more people tonight."

"Your Majesty." Fan Kuai, who has the most explosive personality among the four generals, heard what Ying Zihe said and said carelessly, "Last night, the Huns just suffered a loss. I'm afraid it's not that simple. They will be fooled again!"

Li Shang and Zhou Bo were thoughtful, but Han Xin, the youngest, blinked his eyes, and a light shot out from the depths of his eyes.

He made a fist with his left hand and hit the palm of his right hand with a fist. Han Xin shouted excitedly: "Wonderful plan, your Majesty, what a wonderful plan!"

"Little brother, what do you say?" Zhou Bo asked with a serious face.

Han Xin's little face was filled with excitement and he said: "The Huns just suffered a loss last night. If we really hang the dead soldiers, they will definitely think that we are repeating the same old tricks and won't take it to heart. We should take this opportunity to kill them." Attack."

"By then, we may be able to achieve great results!"

"That's right!" After listening to Han Xin's explanation, Zhou Bo suddenly realized and shouted excitedly, "In that case, I will go and select soldiers."

"Wait a minute." Fan Kuai couldn't wait to run out of the tower and pick out the dead soldiers for the night attack on the city. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by Ying Zihe.

"Your Majesty, do you have any other orders?" Fan Kuai turned around, looked at Ying Zihe, and asked.

Ying Zihe looked around at the four generals in front of him, his frivolous smile turned into a somewhat enigmatic smile, and he said leisurely:
  "Don't you think it's strange? Where did Meng Tian go?"

Yup!

Hearing what Ying Zihe said, the four generals all reacted. Where did Meng Tian go?
  "Fan Kuai, Li Shang." Among the four generals, these two may not have the best martial arts, but they are the most brave. Ying Zihe looked at them and ordered, "You will each select three thousand elites immediately. At the third watch tonight, we will come from the city Head out of the city and attack the Huns at night!"

(End of this chapter)

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