The Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang was born, and my immortal identity was exposed

Chapter 92 Crushing! (Please collect, please recommend!!!)

This task is not without difficulty.

Touman King City, in the deepest part of the prairie, is located in the core of Yinshan Mountain!
This is where the main army of the Huns is located!
Although it is said that the Xiongnu could not fight the Great Qin head-on at this time, there are records in the historical records: "At that time, the Donghu was strong and the Yue clan was prosperous. The Xiongnu was alone in Touman, and Touman was invincible to Qin, so they moved north."

In other words, Touman couldn't beat Daqin, so he moved north.

This can't beat, refers to the head-on confrontation.

What is the level of Daqin soldiers?That was all done with the Six Nations!The Huns were naturally invincible.

But the Huns are cunning after all, if they can't beat us, they will run away.

If the army goes deep into the grassland, Touman will definitely run away.

And with the footsteps of pawns, it is definitely impossible to catch up.

In other words, if they wanted to fulfill Ying Zheng's additional requirements, they had to resort to risky tactics.

With elite cavalry, take Touman King City straight!

At that time, what they have to face is all the main force of the Huns.

Compared with recovering the Hetao area, it is much more difficult and dangerous.

It can only be discussed in the long run.

Meng Tian shook his head, suppressing the thousands of thoughts in his heart.

Let's recover the Hetao first.

……

The army was divided into several groups, with Li Xin, Wang Ben, Zhao Tuo and others as the vanguard, and went straight into the hinterland of the grassland.

Long before raising troops, Meng Tian had already wiped out some of the nearest small tribes.

It was only two days at this time, and the tribes deep in the grassland had not received any news.

And as early as Yingzheng proposed to move the Xiongnu a few months ago, Meng Tian had already arranged scouts to investigate around, and found out the distribution of the tribes here.

With the aid of telescopes, walkie-talkies and other fetishes, the army rushed towards the nearest tribe like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Wherever you go, nothing grows!

"Qin Jun is here! Run away!"

In a medium-sized tribe, a grazing Hun saw Daqin's army from afar and hurried back to report.

"Don't worry, how many people are here? If there are few people, we will eat them!"

Having dealt with the Qin army for many years, the Xiongnu tribe has already mastered the countermeasures.

Hit if you can, and run if you can't!
With Qin Jun's footsteps, he can't catch up with them!
"Too much! We can't stop it!"

"Then run away!"

However, they were soon overtaken by a cavalry.

This Daqin cavalry rode the horses sent by Li Shimin, supplemented by a three-piece cavalry suit, regardless of the terrain, they were faster than these Huns!

The Xiongnu man at the end turned pale: "How is it possible? The horses of the Qin people are faster than us?"

"There is no escape! Prepare to fight!"

"There are not many of them, we can win!"

The man from this tribe quickly turned his horse's head and rushed towards the direction Qin Jun came from.

Seeing that the two sides are about to enter the bow and arrow range of each other.

With their superb riding skills, the Xiongnu men stretched their bows on horseback and wanted to shoot!
In their cognition, the cavalry of Daqin are more inclined to dismount and fight because of their riding skills.

In this way, it gave them an opportunity to take advantage of.

After all, a moving target is not as easy to hit as a fixed target.

But there was a scene that made their eyes tear open. The Daqin cavalry on the opposite side didn't even have the slightest intention to stop.

Instead, they all let go of their hands on horseback, raised their crossbows and shot at them!
"How is it possible? Could it be the elite of Daqin?"

The tribal leader exclaimed, someone on his side would soon fall from the horse.

On the other side there were few casualties.

Qin Jun's bow and crossbow have a longer range than theirs!
After two rounds of shooting, the Xiongnu tribe suffered heavy losses!
Seeing this, the tribal leader pulled out the knife from his waist and rushed towards the Qin army at a high speed.

Since there is no advantage in long-distance attack, then melee combat!
Close, closer!

Qin Jun's formation changed at this time, and a few horsemen rushed out from behind, holding a long dagger in their hands!

"Are they crazy?"

Holding such a long dagger, it is too difficult to maintain balance on horseback. Could it be that this group of Qin soldiers are so skilled in riding?

These were the last thoughts on the mind of the tribal leader.

In the next second, the two sides have rushed together fiercely!
Those Qin soldiers with long spears swept or stabbed many Huns off their horses.

The cavalry who followed rushed up to make up the knife, and a short body stabbed the sharp sword in the body of the Huns who fell from the horse.

With a huge impact, these Huns died thoroughly.

After several charges, only the leader of the tribe remained on the side of the Huns.

He has the best riding skills and has avoided many attacks while moving around.

On the other hand, on Qin Jun's side, the damage was almost negligible.

The two sides confront each other, and the setting sun is like blood.

The leader smiled miserably, and asked in bad Central Plains dialect: "You guys are so good at riding, which general trained you to be elite?"

"Death by your hands is not an insult to the title of the number one warrior of my tribe!"

When he said these words, his tone was so strange that it took Qin Jun a little effort to understand.

After understanding what he meant, mocking laughter sounded one after another:
"He said we are elite? Hahahaha!"

"When I get back to Daqin, I have something to brag about!"

"I've only been in the army for one year, so I'm already an elite? The Huns are nothing more than that!"

"That's the cavalry three-piece suit of the immortal master, what does it have to do with you!"

"Extremely extreme, with the protection of the immortal master, why worry about being invincible in this battle?"

The tribal leader tried hard to distinguish what Qin Jun said, and found it difficult to accept it.

When did the riding skills of these Central Plains people become so good?

Who is the fairy master they are talking about?What is the three-piece cavalry suit?
However, before he could continue to ask questions, a cold arrow pierced his throat.

When he tried his best to hold his throat and fell off the horse, seeing the setting sun in the distance was about to set, he felt a little sad in his heart.

Huns, it's over...

The same thing happened in turn in different parts of this grassland.

These small and medium-sized tribes of the Huns suffered a devastating blow.

Their proud riding skills were vulnerable to the Qin army.

Every Central Plains person performed as well as ordinary Huns on horseback.

What's even more frightening is that among these Central Plains people, many of them ride war horses that are no worse than their horse breeds.

Endurance, speed, all in between.

If you fight, you can't fight, and you can't escape.

On that day, countless Huns were killed and injured, and their heads were rolling!
And when some Huns knew they were invincible and wanted to surrender and be captured, the Qin people who had always accepted prisoners were unmoved!
Wherever the army went, not a single one was left alive!
Even the old and weak women and children in the tribe were all beheaded.

"Ah! People from the Central Plains, you don't pay attention to credibility!"

"We have surrendered, please let us live, we can be slaves!"

Only Qin Jun's cold swordsmen greeted them.

"Non-my family, its heart must be different!"

"With military merits, I can get rid of my low status, go to hell!"

Those who killed the hardest and charged the hardest were those yellow and emaciated soldiers.

They are the most vicious wolves on this grassland!

These Huns are no longer human beings in their eyes.

It's military merit, it's fields, it's property, it's money!
After being prisoners for so long, they have had enough of the days of not having enough to eat, not being warm enough to wear, and having no end in sight!
It was the immortal master who gave them this opportunity!

Don't miss this opportunity, killing one more Hun is a profit!
(End of this chapter)