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- After listening to Liu Deng¡¯s words, the Han soldiers were very excited, and immediately someone set up wooden shelves one by one.
Then, these Xiongnu nobles were hung up one by one.
?? These Hun nobles, who were usually so proud and proud, were now like toothless tigers. Each one seemed to be locked in a cage, where they could only be watched by others.
The Han army moved very quickly, or in other words, there wasn't much in the entire Dragon City that they could clean. They looked down upon the Huns' tattered armor and weapons at all.
Apart from the arrows they made, the only things worth collecting are some sacrificial ritual vessels, as well as food, drinks and other things.
"Your Majesty, we have captured more than 3,000 people. What should we do with these people?"
When the battlefield was almost cleaned, He Junan quietly came to Liu Deng and asked in a low voice.
"We can't take these people away! After all, we are behind enemy lines now, and there are Huns everywhere. If they betray us, we will suffer big losses by then!"
Liu Deng hesitated for a moment, then patted He Junan on the shoulder.
Although it is indeed ominous to kill prisoners, it seems that they have no other better solution now. After all, these Huns are simply unfamiliar white-eyed wolves.
Let them go today, but tomorrow they will mount war horses and become executioners killing Han people again.
"Then I'll deal with them now?"
"No need, tell the brothers to keep an eye on them and let them dig the grave of the old thief Moton themselves. Let the descendants of the old thief Moton dig his grave themselves!"
"No!"
He Junan also reacted immediately, this is murder and heart-wrenching.
The weather on the grassland is changeable. The sun was still shining in the morning, but by noon, it started to snow.
¡°Come here, bring me those prisoners!¡±
Surrounded by Han soldiers, Liu Deng finally came to the grave of the old thief Moton.
Looking at the Hun characters engraved on the tall stone tablet, Liu Deng had a sneer on his lips.
"No!"
With an order, three thousand Huns prisoners were arranged into two large rows and then sent directly to the grave of the old thief Moton.
"Bring me the knife!"
In full view of everyone, Liu Deng stretched out his hand directly to He Junan.
He Junan hurriedly handed over the Mo Dao in his hand. The Mo Dao in his hand was specially made.
In addition to being carefully broken and beaten, the blade part has also been quenched several times in a row. It is like cutting iron like mud, which is not enough to describe the sharpness of this knife.
"Hi!"
Liu Deng held the knife in both hands and fiercely struck the student, using all his strength, on the tombstone of the old thief Moton.
"No!"
On the high flagpole, seeing the tombstone made of Kunshan white jade break immediately, Yu Dan spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
The Hun nobles all had complex expressions on their faces, but although the ordinary Huns had a look of humiliation on their faces, they had no other expressions.
"Tell them, the first person to dig up the grave of the old thief Maodun will be let live by me, and the rest will be killed!"
Liu Deng sneered, and then directly ordered He Junan beside him.
"No!"
After He Junan responded, he directly translated Liu Deng's words, and then asked people to throw the scimitars of the Hun soldiers on the ground.
The Han soldiers who were watching were staring coldly at the Huns prisoners in the field with their swords unsheathed and arrows cocked. As long as they picked up their weapons again at this time, it would not be considered a surrender.
If they make any move, they will be greeted by a bloody massacre.
Facts have proved that an army without structure is simply a mess, even the Han army is like this, let alone the Huns who have no military discipline at all.
After a brief silence, someone soon picked up a machete and walked towards the grave of the old thief Moton.
Under the threat of death, these ordinary Huns actually had no more choices. They could only choose to endure it silently.
For the elites of the Xiongnu Chanyu headquarters, Maodun Chanyu is the spiritual belief of all of them, but how could the real elites be sent here to guard the imperial tomb?¡°In the final analysis, these people are just losers in the power struggle.
"You beasts, are you still Huns? Stop it!"
A Hun nobleman on a flagpole finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to curse.
"Let me cut him into pieces!"
Of course Liu Deng understood that he could not be merciful at this time. Only by using cruel methods could he completely break the Huns' bones.
After Liu Deng gave the order, several soldiers rushed forward without any explanation.
After a short period of busy work, with an order, five horses tore the man into pieces.
Listening to his miserable screams, the Hun nobles hanging on the flagpole finally surrendered one by one
In fact, everyone knows that what awaits them will be endless humiliation.
It¡¯s just that at this time, they can¡¯t care about anything else
A machete might be fine for killing people, but it would be a bit awkward to use it in lowlands.
In order to survive, those Huns really used their own strength to feed themselves. At the beginning, some people couldn't let go, and they couldn't work hard when they started digging.
However, they were soon called upon by the Han soldiers with crossbows. After killing dozens of people in a row, all the Huns became obedient and began to dig nervously one by one.
In order to dig faster, many people even threw away their machetes and used their hands directly.
As time goes by, with the efforts of 3,000 people, the excavation progress is getting faster and faster.
At night, the Han soldiers even lit torches and forcibly ordered the Huns prisoners to continue digging.
At this time, the Huns didn¡¯t even have any thoughts in their minds. They just wanted to end the excavation as soon as possible.
"Boom¡ª¡ª"
As we dug and dug, we heard a loud bang, followed by the screams of countless prisoners.
The mausoleum of the old thief Maodun was finally dug up
"O God of Immortality! Have you abandoned your descendants? Open your eyes and look at these scum of the Huns. How dare they offend the great Maodun Chanyu!"
"The great God of Immortality, send down your divine punishment!"
A Hun wizard knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face and began to curse loudly.
However, even though he is so pious, there is no response to the immortality he talks about
"It seems that your Changshengtian is not willing to interfere in human affairs!"
There was a smile on Liu Deng¡¯s lips.
"You are a devil! Changshengtian will punish you!" (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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