Chapter 221 The charm of that shot!

Accompanied by flames rising into the sky, Zhang He rushed into the Hun camp on horseback.

"First set fire, then kill people!"

The soldiers around him threw the lit torches towards the tent.

The fire grew bigger, and countless Hun soldiers were awakened from their sleep. They hurriedly ran outside, but as soon as they walked out of the tent, several swords and spears came at them.

There was no time to react at all. These dozen or so Hun soldiers didn't even see the scene in front of them clearly. A silver light flashed before their eyes, and their throats felt cold. Blood gushed out. Their vision went black, and their bodies fell heavily to the ground.

This scene happened in every corner of the battlefield, and the Hun soldiers who were caught off guard suffered heavy losses.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, take up your weapons. Anyone who retreats will be killed without mercy!!"

The general of the front camp, Uleshi, roared loudly and swung the scimitar in his hand continuously, and all the Hun soldiers who retreated fell to the ground with their heads.

After chopping off dozens of heads, the retreat was slowly stopped.

Under the pressure of death, many Hun soldiers picked up their weapons and charged forward with ferocious eyes.

Not far away, Zhang He, who witnessed this scene, had a sharp light in his eyes and sneered: "Personal soldiers, listen to my order, capture the thief and the leader, and attack the central army's tent directly."

"kill!!"

He leaped up and swept the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand, with terrifying might pouring out in all directions.

Wherever the black spear light went, the Hun soldiers had no time to react. They only felt a breath of death rushing into their bodies. All the life force of their internal organs seemed to be completely cut off at this moment. The weapons they were swinging in the air stopped in mid-air.

"Pfft."

He spat out blood, his eyes went black, and he fell into a sea of ​​fire.

They didn't even know who killed them until they died.

But when the surrounding Hun soldiers saw that this fatal move was made by Zhang He, fear, terror, and all kinds of uneasy emotions rose from the bottom of their hearts.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!!"

Zhang He shouted loudly and swung the Soul-Breaking Spear again.

The force of death flew around without mercy, and in just a moment, more than hundreds of Hun soldiers fell in a pool of blood.

The slight fighting spirit that had just risen was crushed by Zhang He alone.

Wuleshi's eyes were filled with anger. He wanted to kill Zhang He, but the aura that Zhang He occasionally emitted made him shudder with fear. How could he be his opponent?
"You dare to be distracted when you are my enemy?"

"Damn it!"

When the sound of Zhang He's death came, Wuleshi quickly came back to his senses, and feeling the breath of death, he no longer cared about the embarrassment, gritted his teeth and turned around and ran.

Zhang He was stunned and laughed: "Where are you escaping to?"

"Look at the gun!!"

He threw the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand far away.

The spear was as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

A strong murderous intent poured out. Wherever they passed, all the Hun soldiers subconsciously touched their heads, their faces filled with fear.

The fleeing Uleshi was under the greatest pressure. Feeling the spear getting closer and the breath of death getting closer, he hurriedly turned around and blocked the chest with the big knife in his hand.

"boom!"

A violent collision sound was heard, and the terrifying sound of golden sounds colliding could be heard from afar.

Those Hun soldiers who were close to the place bled to death.

After a brief encounter, the big knife in Wuleshi's hand flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Even so, the speed of the Soul-Breaking Spear did not slow down and it pierced directly into Uleshi's body.

"Pfft."

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Wuleshi's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground in shock and unwillingness. The night breeze blew gently, and Zhang He stood on his horse with his spear across his shoulders, standing proudly, like a god of war.

Thousands of Huns stood there in bewilderment, their bodies scattered in the wind.
Central army, general’s tent.

The drowsy Zuo Xian Wang Huochuquan was awakened by the shouting and killing sounds outside.

After a brief trance, he shouted loudly: "What's going on? Where does the shouting and killing sound come from? Is it the Wuhuan people who are attacking?"

In his opinion, the only enemy of the Xiongnu on the grassland was the Wuhuan, and only the Wuhuan cavalry could compete with their Xiongnu cavalry on the grassland.

While shouting, he ran out of the general's tent.

When I walked out of the tent, what I saw was a scene like a sea of ​​fire, and the whole sky seemed to be illuminated by flames.

Huochuquan took a breath and asked: "Where did the enemy come from?"

"Tap Tap"

A cavalry of horses came galloping over, and his confidant Hu Zhuoyong came riding fast: "My king, something is wrong, something is wrong!"

"The Han soldiers are coming!"

"what?"

"Han soldiers?"

Huochuquan took a deep breath and said, "Where did the Han soldiers come from? How could they appear in Junji Mountain without making any noise?"

"What do those tribes do for food?"

"Why is there no news?"

Hu Zhuoyong smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, now is not the time to discuss this issue. The general of the front camp, Wuleshi, has been killed by the Han general. Now the more than 20,000 people in the camp are completely unable to organize an effective resistance."

"The Han soldiers on the left and right have already begun to surround us. If we don't leave now, we may not be able to leave."

Huchuquan's eyes were uncertain, and he paced back and forth for a while, with a bitter look on his face: "Bingzhou was defeated, and the Chanyu was already dissatisfied with me, and put all the blame for the failure on me."

"Now that I have suffered another great defeat, I am afraid that once I return to the royal court, all my power will be immediately confiscated. By then, I am afraid that I will never have the opportunity to hold power again in this life."

"Even if you escape, what can you do?"

"Tonight we will have a fight to the death!!"

Speaking of this, Huchuquan's eyes were filled with determination.

Hu Zhuoyong shook his head: "Your Majesty, this is absurd."

"As the Han Chinese say, 'As long as the green mountains remain, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood.' As long as you are alive, you have a chance."

"Besides, many warlike nobles in the royal court support the king and think that the Chanyu is too soft on the Wuhuan and the Han Dynasty."

"If the Chanyu died suddenly, compared with his incompetent son Liu Bao, how could Your Majesty fail?"

Huochuquan's eyes sparkled, and after a brief moment, he smiled bitterly and said, "The Han people are invading. If I launch a conspiracy at this time, even if I gain the position, how can I withstand the attack of the Han people?"

"maybe"

Hu Zhuoyong chuckled: "As long as the king spreads the word that the Chanyu is ready to surrender to the Han Dynasty, once this news comes out, those nobles who supported him will not delve into the cause of his death."

"When the king leads the entire clan to stop the Han army's attack, his prestige will far exceed Yu Yufuluo's. Why should he be afraid of being held accountable later?"

"This is a God-given opportunity. If you miss it, you will never have the chance to take the throne of the Great Khan again in your lifetime."

"Even if the king died here, who would remember you? Those who are afraid of you..."

Before he finished speaking, a cold look flashed across Huchuquan's eyes: "Okay, let's go now!"

"Notify the personal soldiers to stop getting entangled and break out from the north and head straight to the royal court."

"Walk!!"

As Huochuquan issued the order, more than a thousand soldiers left the general's tent and ran towards the north.
The night wind was getting colder, the fighting was getting more brutal, more and more Xiongnu fell in a pool of blood, and the entire Xiongnu camp looked like hell from a distance, extremely terrifying.
(End of this chapter)