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  Northern Xinjiang, Hukou Pass.

  The 150,000 soldiers in northern Xinjiang fought with nearly 500,000 Huns.

  Blood-covered Su Yongming held a long knife and fought in the encirclement of the enemy. He raised the knife and quickly harvested the Huns who wanted to break through the last line of defense in northern Xinjiang.

   Several lieutenants covering Su Yongming saw the Hun cavalry approaching not far away, and saw that the soldiers were about to be overwhelmed.

   As far as the Xiongnu's attacking posture is concerned, they will be slaughtered soon.

  One of the lieutenants shouted hoarsely: "General! Go back to the city! If you don't go back to Hukou Pass, you won't be able to defend it!"

  Su Yongming's bloodshot eyes could only see the ambitious Xiongnu soldiers.

   Several lieutenants looked at each other, while fighting, dragged Su Yongming forcefully out of the encirclement.

   Su Yongming, who was dragged back to the city, heard the deafening fighting outside the city and the vibration of the Hun cavalry approaching, his hand holding the long knife trembled slightly.

  His eyes were stained red with blood, and he glanced at the several distressed lieutenants beside him, his voice was low and hoarse: "Call all the soldiers back to the city!"

"yes!"

  A lieutenant quickly boarded the city gate.

  The rapid drumbeat sounded, and the Dagan soldiers who were fighting with the Huns soldiers under the city gate quickly withdrew.

  The Xiongnu soldiers pursued closely and approached the gate of Hukouguan.

   Hukou was closed and the city gate was closed, becoming the last line of defense to stop the Huns.

  Below the city, supported by the 500,000 Huns army, the middle-aged man sitting on the horse is none other than Huyankun, the great Shanyu of the Huns.

  His dark and greedy eyes recklessly looked at the city gate in front of him, and the corners of his lips curled up in a gloomy arc.

   Huyankun murmured a few words to the people around him.

   Soon, tens of thousands of Hun soldiers with bows and arrows rushed forward.

  Su Yongming, who had just entered the gate of the city, immediately shouted: "Everyone squat down!"

  A dense rain of pitch-black arrows rushed towards his face, and the wall behind him was pierced by countless sharp arrows.

  The Dagan flag planted on the tower was broken.

   This is a signal that the Hukou Pass is really unstoppable.

   Soon, a group of soldiers with defensive shields rushed up from under the city gate, and they took over the soldiers who had escaped death before guarding the tower.

   Downstairs, the Huns did not shoot arrows again.

A general who was closest to Huyankun Da Shanyu shouted to the people on the tower: "General Su, open the city gate, and those who surrender will not be killed! Otherwise, when the Huns attack the city with 500,000 men, everyone will be killed." Die under their cavalry!"

   This is a blatant threat, they want to massacre the city!

  Su Yongming's face turned pale with anger. After dealing with the Huns for so long, he knows the nature of these people too well.

  Plunder and greed will always be engraved in the blood of the Huns.

   There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers at Hukou Pass, and hundreds of thousands of people from northern Xinjiang in the city.

  Once the Huns are allowed to enter the Hukou Pass, what awaits them is a death sentence.

  Su Yongming gritted his teeth and roared, "Where is the archer?!"

"exist!"

"exist!"

"exist!"

   There was a deafening roar behind him, with unprecedented hatred in his voice, and the cruelty of seeing death as home.

  Su Yongming clenched the saber in his hand: "Shoot all the enemies who approach the city gate!"

  He ordered the lieutenants around him to have the city gate poured with molten iron, prepare for a fire attack, and carry the hot water that had already been boiled up to the tower.

  The Xiongnu saw that Su Yongming was going to fight to the end, and immediately launched a strong attack.

  A round of dense arrow rains attacked the tower, and soon a group of arrows were ignited by the arrow rain, which repelled the Huns who climbed the tower and broke up the strong ladder.

   Facing the oncoming rocket rain, the momentum of the Huns who climbed the tower was stagnant.

  The screams continued, and a large number of Huns fell to their deaths.