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- Facing this endless horse trap, the Huns in any direction seemed to have the only option left to dismount and move forward.
Even Yu Dandu could only order the soldiers to abandon their horses and advance on foot.
The cruelty of the battlefield far exceeded everyone's imagination. From the moment the Huns gave up their horses, it was destined that they would become living targets on this battlefield.
Originally they were still the dominant side, but in order to forcefully attack the Han camp, they now had to give up their war horses.
Although Yu Dan also felt that something was wrong, what Zhou Yafu did now on the Hetao grassland directly drove them to a dead end.
Countless Xiongnu soldiers could only carry their riding bows on their backs, holding a scimitar in one hand and a shield in the other, and walked step by step towards the Han camp.
Four hundred steps!
Three hundred steps!
Two hundred steps!
The Huns finally discovered the first barbed wire fence. The height of this barbed wire was only as high as their calves. Even the smallest Huns could cross it in one step, so they never thought about destroying it.
Immediately after the third and third!
There are six barbed wire fences in a row that reach to the height of a person's calf, each one is only slightly higher.
So much so that even Yu Dan didn¡¯t understand what the use of this thing was.
At this time, what they are fighting for is time. They must rush into the Han army camp quickly before the Han people react.
It was such a small oversight that once again laid the foundation for the Huns' disastrous defeat tonight.
When the Huns rushed to a hundred, a large fire suddenly appeared in the Han army's camp.
Immediately afterwards, groups of Han soldiers lined up neatly appeared in front of them.
Yu Dan¡¯s heart felt cold, it¡¯s over, I¡¯ve been fooled!
¡°Team 1, shoot, team 2 prepare!¡±
"Second team, shoot, third team prepares!"
¡°Team 3, shoot, team 1 is ready!¡±
In the Han army¡¯s camp, the boring and monotonous command sounded again.
At this moment, the sound sounded like a life-threatening charm to Yu Dandan's ears.
"Raise your shield! Rush in and kill them for me!"
We have reached this point now. When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. Yu Dan has no room to escape.
The Huns could only fight to the death, but whether this simple shield could block the Han people's bows and arrows, Yu Dan still felt uneasy. Now he could only pray for the blessing of the Immortal God.
Yu Dan is so eager for a victory now. He has never been so eager to accomplish something in his life.
The first wave of arrow rain finally fell. In the rain of arrows that filled the sky, the wooden shields in the hands of the Huns were like pieces of canoes in the vast ocean.
Although they were struggling amidst the ups and downs, they still persevered in the end, and almost all the Huns survived.
Yu Dan finally felt relieved. In order to be able to deal with the powerful crossbows of the Han army, he specially ordered people to focus on the three layers of rawhide on the wooden sign.
And having learned the lesson from last time, a few wooden strips were nailed to the back of all the shields for reinforcement.
Now it seems that the effect is really much better. After blocking the bows and arrows of the Shenwu Army, the Huns were all overjoyed.
On top of the city, Li Guang's heart suddenly rose.
"Your Majesty, the situation seems to be a bit off, otherwise we should ask the brothers to withdraw quickly!"
Li Guang¡¯s heart was in his throat and he whispered to Liu Deng.
"What are you afraid of? Isn't there a gunpowder camp?"
"Compared with Li Guang's worries, Liu Deng's mentality is much more stable.
Although he is not sure how much role the gunpowder battalion will play in tonight's war.
But at the very least, no matter how unfavorable the war was, the Han soldiers would still have time to retreat to the city.
"For the Great Huns!"
"For the Great Huns!"
Countless Huns, holding scimitars in one hand and shields in the other, rushed towards the Han army's camp crazily.
The hearts of the soldiers of the Shenwu Army were also hanging high. Thirty steps ahead of them, there was a red flag flying high.
Everyone is looking at that flag, that is their final bottom line. When the Huns' team approaches thirty steps, it is time for them to retreat.!
If those crude shields of the Huns can block their crossbows within thirty steps, then they will have no choice but to retreat!
Eighty steps!
A natural chasm appeared in front of the Huns. The trench was as high as one person, and countless Huns fell into it.
"ah¡ª¡ª"
There are countless wooden thorns inserted into the bottom of the trench. This was originally prepared for the war horses, but now, it can only be enjoyed by the Huns themselves.
The Huns were so dense that those who found the ditch in front could only be pushed into the ditch by those behind them even if they stopped.
The dense wooden thorns, which were more than one meter high, were immediately covered with the corpses of Huns.
When many unlucky people fell, they suddenly hit a few wooden thorns and were nailed to the ground alive.
Before they had time to react, several companions fell from their bodies again.
In the densest place, there were even six or seven Huns, strung together as if they were wearing candied haws, and blood was flowing in the trench as if they were free of money.
Their miserable cries made all the Huns tremble with fear.
But even so, the Huns at the back kept squeezing the people in front!
This is a cruel battlefield. A trap so simple and simple can actually take the lives of thousands of people.
Listening to the screams that kept coming from the battlefield, Yu Dan's heart was as sharp as a knife, but there was nothing he could do.
¡°I could only watch as countless Huns used their lives to fill up the wide trench.
Liu Deng stood on the tower from a distance, watching the killing below expressionlessly.
The education he received in his previous life was all thrown out of the window at this moment.
This is a war between two nations. It has nothing to do with right or wrong. Both sides are their own masters. Since Liu Deng was born as a son of the Han family, he should naturally fight for the Han people and slaughter all the aliens in the world.
The trench, which is one person high, is more than one foot wide. Just passing through this trench, the Huns paid a price of nearly 6,000 people.
The Huns who fell in the trench were trampled like mud. They almost stepped on the corpses of their companions and trampled across the trench. The soles of each person's shoes were stained with countless pieces of flesh and blood.
That tragic scene is like the Styx from hell coming to the world
But even so, Yu Dan still had red eyes and ordered his soldiers to continue charging.
Forty-five steps!
After crossing the trench, the real test of the Huns came (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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