NOVEL WEB Chapter 168
Chapter 167 Killing And Killing Mo Dun, The Real Battle Of Conferred Gods (Please Subscribe)
When Mao Dun looked back, he hurriedly glanced. Zhao Yu’s bloodthirsty eyes burned Mao Dun’s spine.
“Come on!” Mo Dun urged the horses, but the surroundings were already too chaotic, the horses were walking around in place with broken hooves, and the camp wall surrounded by simple tools turned into a shovel for Mo Dun to dig his own grave.
The Xiongnu soldiers looked around in a hurry, they just symbolically cut a few knives with the Qin army, and then began to look back to find a way to escape.
However, the Xiongnu also had warriors who were not afraid of death. They were still fighting, and this force was concentrated in front of the Qin army.
“Da Qin!”
A voice resounded between heaven and earth.
The first time Zhao Yu called out these two words, it was a sound that shook the mountains and rivers.
“Da Qin!” Wan Jun echoed.
The boiling water was poured into boiling oil, and the 25,000 soldiers in the Qin Kingdom turned into wild grass in this strange and cold land.
Although it is weak, the power to survive tenaciously spreads all over the Gobi desert little by little.
Zhao Yu shouted: “The soldiers of the Qin army obeyed the order, killed the people who sacrificed to my Daqin, and they were promoted to the third rank and rewarded with ten thousand grains.”99
The fiery Qin army collided with the last group of Huns who were stubbornly resisting.
A Qin fell, a Xiongnu fell.
In the war, people are like mustards, and defeat has no value at all. The victorious side also used blood and corpses to mix the city walls.
In Zhao Yu’s hand, he killed the enemy with a saber-cutting saber, and more than 30 Xiongnu soldiers died in his hands alone.
Finally, Zhao Yu rushed to the front of the Huns’ camp. The two wooden camp gates were already crumbling. In the middle of the camp, the Huns’ flags were still struggling, but they were also blown away by the strong wind. .
Mo Dun’s horse circled around and found an exit, but it ran right under Zhao Yu’s nose.
“Han Xin!” Zhao Yu shouted!
Han Xin had already arrived, and he didn’t need any orders. He knew what Zhao Yu was going to do, so when the horse fell, Han Xin jumped down in the air, but his horse was still rushing forward.
Zhao Yu turned over with a scorpion and stepped onto Han Xin’s war horse.
He looked straight ahead and clapped his hands hard on either side of the horse’s neck.
Han Xin’s warhorse let out a long neigh and moved forward with great force, chasing Zhao Yu in the direction that Mo Dun had fled.
The remnants of Mo Dun left seven or eight people, gathered together one after another, followed behind Mo Dun, and fled to the north while taking advantage of the night.
In order to support Zhao Yu, Han Xin traveled day and night, and the war horse was exhausted. Zhao Yu kept talking in the horse’s ear, and he believed that the horse he was riding could understand.
Mo suddenly looked back from time to time, and was horrified to find that Zhao Yu was about to catch up.
“All generals protect me!” Mo Dun shouted to his side.
Zhao Yu squeezed the saber, and Mo Dun in front was within reach.
It seems that this horse also has spirituality. When it was about to bite the Mao Dun mount, its speed increased by two steps. However, after these two steps, Zhao Yu felt that the horse’s body became heavier.
“You have a job!” He pushed hard with his left palm on the horse’s body and threw himself into the sky.
“Mo Dun, come and lead the death!” Zhao Yu raised his sword high and slashed towards Mo Dun’s back.
Who would be willing to come up and die in place of the generals who followed Mao Dun? They wished that Zhao Yu would capture Mao Dun, so that they could be saved. Moreover, Zhao Yu had no horses, and in the huge desert Gobi, no matter how much he could save his life live.
“Ah!” Mo Dun yelled, his life was at stake, and Mo Dun also knew that there was still a chance to fight, so turning his back to Zhao Yu like this would be an end – death!
Mao Dun had no courage, but Zhao Yu was at the peak. The two knives blocked together, and Mao Dun was directly kicked off his horse.
“General Zhao spare me!” Modun rolled seven or eight circles in a row.
“Begging for mercy now, isn’t it when you want to bully my children and eat my minced meat?” Zhao Yu is a straightforward person. Seeing that as the leader of the desert, Mao Dun is so embarrassed, he is also very embarrassed. Decided to give Mo Dun a treat.
Killing the enemy without humiliating the enemy is the real god of war.
Zhao Yu walked slowly to Mo Dun’s body that was crawling forward, and said silently, “You are also a man of influence in the desert, a star in the long river of history. Zhao Yu is here, Da Qin will always be the master of this land!”
“kill!
In the terrified eyes of Mao Dun, a fast knife path committed suicide, the knife light slid under his neck, and then, Mao Dun saw that the sky and the black sky were constantly spinning, and a handful of blood fell from the sky. down, covering his eyes.
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“Ah—!” Zhao Yu shouted, tears welling up in his eyes, “Brother, I finally avenged you!
At this time, Han Xin and Liu Bang were still clearing the battlefield, but two female generals chased after them on horseback.
Zhao Yu picked up Mo Dun’s head from the ground, carried it back, first came to Han Xin’s horse, and squatted down.
The horse lay on its side, panting hard.
The killing god Zhao Yu touched the horse’s mane and whispered: “Okay, as expected of my Qin army’s horse, it has the blood of its owner.”
After traveling a long distance and experiencing wind, frost, rain and snow, Zhao Yu finally completed the feat. At this time, the task of chasing down the remnants of the Huns no longer required him to issue orders, and he really should have a good rest.
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“General, Mo Dun is dead? Li Zhishuang and Wang Mengning came to the side, jumped off their horses, and finally saw the head hanging in Zhao Yu’s hands in the dark night.
“Come on, help me up.” Zhao Yu smiled at Li Zhishuang and Wang Mengning.
The two women held Zhao Yu up one by one, waiting for Han Xin’s horse to stand up by itself.
The three men and three horses, dressed in the wind and the night, walked toward the Xiongnu camp.
“Woo woo!” Wang Mengning cried, stroking his face with his hand, showing his feelings that he wanted to hide but couldn’t hide.
“Why are you crying.” Zhao Yu smiled, but this smile was much more difficult than slashing one more Xiongnu with a saber.
“Happy, you can’t control it.” Wang Mengning said angrily.
Zhao Yu said, “Let go of me.
“But your body…?” The two women worried together.
“I’m handsome, and I can’t stand firm. How can I face Daqin’s soldiers?”
Zhao Yu struggled for a while, but staggered forward, with Modun’s head tossing back and forth in his hands.
“General Zhao is back. Liu Bang shouted.
“General Zhao Yu!
“General Zhao Yu! 9
Wan Jun shouted the name of Zhao Yu, they followed Zhao Yu, Han Xin, Liu Bang out, really never thought of returning to Xianyang alive, but Zhao Yu is the god of war, under the leadership of Zhao Yu, a mere 25,000 people Killed Mo Dun.
This will definitely be a highlight in the history books, and it is Zhao Yu’s real battle of conferring gods ten.