Qin Gong

Chapter 736: Death of Touman Chanyu
Downstream of the river.

Just as the Huns were setting up camp and preparing food, they suddenly heard a faint noise. At first everyone thought it was an illusion, but as the sound grew louder, everyone couldn't help but look up and around.

At this time, Touman Chanyu also raised his tired eyes and looked towards the north.

Suddenly, when a huge group of figures suddenly appeared on the distant hills, seeing the countless figures surging down the hills like a tide, Touman Chanyu saw this scene, his pupils shrank instantly, and his slightly tired cheeks turned pale in an instant.

"Oh no, Chanyu, it's the Qin people! It's the Qin cavalry!"

Wu'er and the other small leaders were all panicked upon seeing this, and fear instantly filled everyone's eyes.

Looking at the entire vast camp, all the Huns were in a panic because of the arrival of the Qin people. Countless people rushed to the river. Pushing, falling, and trampling could be seen everywhere. At this moment, the eyes of the Hun leaders were full of despair.

The characteristics of a nomadic people made the Huns aggressive and aggressive, but they were also destined to not have nearly as detailed regulations as those in the Central Plains.

Faced with sudden situations like the current one, the Huns' weaknesses were exposed.

"Chanyu, hurry up! We've been ambushed!"

The voice of a leader emerged, and other leaders reacted one after another, leading their trusted followers to protect Touman Chanyu. Several trusted followers even snatched the few horses that were only used to bring water and brought them to Touman Chanyu.

"kill!!!"

"kill!!"

However, with the mighty roar of killing, the swarming Qin cavalry reached the Hun camp in just a moment.

Countless arrows fired from Qin crossbows fell from the sky. Compared with the unprepared Huns, the elite cavalry composed of Iron Eagle soldiers rushed to the camp and almost every time they passed by, a Hun fell to the ground and died tragically.

On the other side, surrounded by smoke, some torches and hay in the hands of Qin soldiers were thrown into the herd of horses by the river. Some soldiers who were driving the horses were accidentally shot and fell to the ground by the Huns with bows.

However, as the other Iron Eagle soldiers drove away one horse after another, countless running Huns watched in despair, but they could not catch up and could only watch the frightened horses running quickly downstream.

Many Huns relied on their strong bodies and wanted to chase the Iron Eagle soldiers driving horses with bare hands, pull them off their horses and kill them from behind, or seize their horses to resist. However, it was not until they got closer that the Huns realized that these Qin cavalry, whether in horsemanship, archery, or even strength, were far beyond their imagination.

It was thought that after losing their beloved ones, tens of thousands of Huns would be filled with a desire for revenge that was enough to swallow up any enemy. However, at this moment, these Huns who had lost their war horses discovered that their enemy this time seemed to be a terrifying opponent they had never seen or encountered before.

The Qin State screened and trained millions of people year after year, but finally selected only three thousand people. This extremely harsh requirement created a group of soldiers that were so strong that they were difficult to match.

Under the Qin cavalry, long spears and sharp swords were held, and the horses were galloping. The sounds of killing were heard everywhere. The soldiers wearing black armor of the Qin army kept hacking and killing the Huns. As the sharp weapons were swung, one Hun after another fell to the ground and died miserably.

What made the Huns even more desperate was that compared to the desperate situation they fell into after losing their war horses, their tribal leader not only did not lead them in a desperate resistance, but instead fled first after finding the horses.

This made all the Huns who had lost their loved ones due to the massacre have red eyes. They looked at this scene in despair and watched in panic as the tribal leaders rode away on horseback.

Faced with the dense Qin cavalry and the countless roars of killing, the black mass of Huns were all crowded together. When they watched the tribal leaders flee, some middle-aged Huns only then remembered.

It seems... those escaped leaders and their families are now safe and sound, all in Yuezhi!
Only these people and their relatives were all killed by the Qin people!
No one knew who it was, but seeing the Qin army slaughtering people, he took the lead in running towards the tribal leaders. No one knew whether he was trying to escape or to be hunted down. But in the end, this action resulted in more and more Huns following suit and fleeing, eventually forming a tide of people fleeing, and the trend of the rout was difficult to suppress.

It may be true that the Huns wanted to escape, but that doesn't mean they were brainless or not afraid of death.

"kill!!!"

A few Huns who were full of hatred fell to the ground tragically after being unable to resist the Qin army. After the Huns fled, without the obstruction of other Huns, the Qin army's momentum increased greatly, and the fight with the Huns on horseback eventually turned into a one-sided massacre.

The Huns, who failed to unite and instead fled in panic, were unable to stop the Qin army's slaughter without any war horses.

Bai Yan was among the Qin soldiers. After he swung his sword and killed a Hun, he saw the figure of Touman Chanyu fleeing on horseback.

Seeing this scene, Bai Yan rode his warhorse, took Ji Heng and other soldiers, and chased after Touman Chanyu without paying attention to other lone Huns.

"Whoever kills Touman Chanyu will be rewarded 100 gold coins!"

Bai Yan not only chased after them himself, but also raised his sword high, rode his horse, and shouted loudly.

Hundreds of gold!

Not to mention that the Iron Eagle soldiers all breathed faster when they heard this, even Ji Heng's Adam's apple moved, and he looked at the fleeing Chanyu Touman with a burning look in his eyes.

"kill!!!"

"kill!!"

Where there is a huge reward, there will always be brave men. The situation was already one-sided, and as soon as the Iron Eagle Warriors heard Bai Yan's words, they all kicked their horses hard and chased after Touman Chanyu with all their might.

On the battlefield.

More than 10,000 Huns may seem like a lot, but they were only outnumbered three to one, and now they were constantly fleeing, whether they were heading west, downstream, or jumping into the river, running away madly.

Wherever the three thousand Iron Eagle soldiers passed, there were basically no Huns left alive.

In this place where the Huns were supposed to set up camp and spend the night, the Qin cavalry fought with the Huns for just a moment, and the remaining half an hour was spent by the Iron Eagle soldiers chasing and killing the Huns.

And just downstream of the river, the Huns who had been fleeing could no longer bear the pressure on their horses and kept rolling over, and the rest of them were surrounded by the Iron Eagle soldiers.

The war horses ridden by leaders such as Touman Chanyu and Wu'er had been running all day without having had water. Facing the Qin soldiers who had been recuperating, and their war horses were good horses provided by Shangjun, it was naturally difficult for them to escape.

under night.

The sky was too dark to see far away, but at a quiet distance, both Bai Yan and Touman Chanyu could see each other.

This time, unlike the first time in Yunzhong, facing the defeat and the Qin soldiers who were heavily rewarded, Touman Chanyu and his entourage were unable to speak at all and were constantly hacked and killed by the Qin soldiers.

Faced with the fierce and brave Qin soldiers, Touman Chanyu, like everyone else, knew that there was no escape this time.

At the same time, they all knew that Bai Yan would not let them go!
When Touman Chanyu looked at Bai Yan, he seemed unwilling. In the dim light, despite being chopped, he used his scimitar to force back an Iron Eagle soldier, forcing him to dismount.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the moment Touman Chanyu looked at Bai Yan, he was pierced by an arrow, followed by two, three, and...

The strength in his body gradually drained away along with the blood. As his body turned cold, the scimitar fell to the ground. Under the dim sky, Touman Chanyu looked at Bai Yan from afar with a look of unwillingness and hatred. However, in the end, as a trace of longing emerged, his eyes were filled with regret after a moment.

Maybe in the winter of that year.

The Xiongnu people should not have agreed to the Qin official's words, and should not have gone south with the Yuezhi to invade Qin that winter.

As if he was thinking about the nomadic hunting scenes of his tribesmen in the past, or the time when he ruled the Xiongnu tribe in the past, Touman Chanyu felt dizzy and eventually fell from his warhorse and turned into a corpse.

"Da Liang Zao!"

The Iron Eagle soldiers cut off the head of Touman Chanyu and gave it to Bai Yan.

Bai Yan saw the head and felt a little dizzy as information flooded into his mind one after another. It took him a long time to calm down.

"Tell the soldiers injured in this battle to wait for this head to go south. Once it reaches Yanmen, ask County Magistrate Yang to help arrange for someone to send it to Gaonu in Shangjun! Place it in front of the graves of those soldiers who died in the battle that year!"

Bai Yan looked at the bloody head of Touman Chanyu, a trace of longing flashed in his eyes, and he spoke softly.

After hearing Bai Yan's words, not only Ji Heng, but also the other Iron Eagle soldiers on horseback around him, all thought of the war that took place in Shangjun that year.

In that battle, Bai Yan led his soldiers to defend Gaonu to the death, making the 150,000 Yuezhi and Xiongnu troops dare not bypass Gaonu and go south.

It was also a battle. I heard that thousands of soldiers who fought along with Bai Yan were killed and were finally buried under the Gaonu mountains.

"promise!"

Ji Heng looked at Bai Yan who was riding away on his horse, and looked at Bai Yan's figure in the dark night. For some reason, his eyes trembled a little.

And all around, the Iron Eagle soldiers holding bloody spears and sharp swords, who had remained calm in the face of the slaughter just now, now looked at Bai Yan's departing back, and their hearts trembled for a moment.

This is the first time in my life.

Perhaps, what can make these burly and strong soldiers, who carry swords and make killing their profession, have red eyes is never the battlefield full of killing.

But it is like the bond between Bai Yan and those soldiers.

After so many years, even though he had become the Great Liangzao of Qin, Bai Yan still had not forgotten those soldiers.

As a human being, if you sacrifice your life for the service, sooner or later you will die on a battlefield or in an ambush. Even if you are lucky and live to old age, you will eventually die of old age.

And if...

If I could follow someone like Bai Yan while I was alive, perhaps death wouldn't seem so serious.

Because there is someone who always cares about you!
Maybe if they are lucky enough, when they live to old age, they can tell future generations not only about their identities as Iron Eagle soldiers and the dangerous things that happened to them, but also about the person they followed.

For some reason, when comparing the soldiers who died in Shangjun Gaonu, what came to my mind were the people of Shangjun Gaonu and the Daliangzao who had never forgotten them.

Night falls.

There were corpses all around. This overwhelming victory of defeating a larger force with a smaller one did not make the Iron Eagle soldiers cheer. Instead, at that moment, they felt a little worried and fell silent.

Even the Iron Eagle soldier who beheaded Touman Chanyu stood silently, looking at the place where the figure had just left in the darkness, thinking for a long time.

"go!"

Ji Heng spoke first, riding his horse back upstream. Upon hearing this, the other Iron Eagle soldiers followed behind him.

........................

"Hmm? Why does the water smell faintly of blood?"

In the territory of Donghu, several members of the ancient tribe drove their horses to the river to drink water. Suddenly, after one of the ancient tribesmen drank two sips of water, he couldn't help frowning.

After hearing this, the other three members of the ancient tribe could not help laughing, saying that the slave women from the Central Plains who were sold there had drained their bodies overnight, causing this illusion.

How could the river be so vast, it have a smell of blood? Not to mention the occasional drowning of a sheep or livestock, even if you killed one person or a hundred people, this river would not have a smell of blood.

The Gu tribe is one of the famous tribes of the Donghu tribe. Like the Xiongnu and Yuezhi, the Donghu is also composed of more than ten tribes of varying sizes. Among them, the four most powerful and populous tribes are the Gu tribe, the Er tribe, the Wuhuan tribe that originated from the Wuhuan Mountains, and the last one is the Xianbei tribe that originated from the Xianbei Mountains.

This alliance system has both advantages and disadvantages. The good thing is that it can enable the dozen or so Donghu tribes to quickly develop their population through intermarriage. The bad thing is that there will always be more or less conflicts. Among them, the Wuhuan and Xianbei tribes have had friction with the Gu and Er tribes for many years, and some of them are dissatisfied that the Donghu king has always been ruled by people from the Gu and Er tribes.

Next to the river.

While they were talking, the three ancient tribesmen who were making fun of them had just finished drinking their water and were getting up. Before they could turn around and prepare to take a rest, the scene they saw next completely stunned them.

The ancient people who were being laughed at turned their heads in confusion and looked upstream in the river.

Then, this member of the ancient tribe clearly saw that at the corner of the upper reaches of the river, there were corpses one after another floating down the river.

At first there were three or five, and in the end there were more than twenty or thirty, and the number was still increasing without stopping.

"what happened?"

The sudden scene and the sight of so many corpses frightened several people so much that their faces turned pale instantly. One person even stepped back and was tripped by a stone.

"Hurry up……"

A member of the ancient tribe came to his senses first, and without caring about anything else, he quickly asked others to inform the King of Donghu about this matter!
As one of the ancient tribesmen, pale in face, crawled back to the horse, jumped on the horse, turned around and ran hurriedly towards the tribe, the other three ancient tribesmen looked at each other, then looked at the river, where a steady stream of corpses were floating by.

What the hell!
How many people died!!!

And looking at their clothes, why do they look like...

Huns!