This first emperor is awesome

There are black torrents in all directions, galloping vertically and horizontally, constantly compressing the front of the prairie people, trying to break through the last barrier of the Royal Knights.

"Where is King Li of the Left Valley, King Li of the Right Valley?"

Touman couldn't help asking with a shiver when he heard the shocking Xuanyu shouting.

"Da Shanyu, King Zuoguli and King Youguli all led their troops to join forces with King Zuoxian Maodun and escaped."

You Xian Wang Longduo looked sad and indignant.

"Pfft..."

Hearing this, Touman could no longer hold back his mouthful of blood, and turned around in a circle, watching countless compatriots continue to die tragically at the hands of the black cavalry.

Looking up at the sky, he shouted loudly: "Great God of the Grassland, where are you? Hurry up and save the people of the Grassland!"

Touman's heart was filled with chills, thinking back to the time when he swept across the grasslands and formed a grassland empire, how powerful it was.

But when he was at the pinnacle of his life, when he was the most proud, he was woken up by a slap in the face from Qin Ren.

The 50 prairie soldiers were defeated by the 20 cavalry of the Qin people without even seeing the million main force of the Qin people.

If it was because of the strength of the Qin people, Touman might not have suffered so much.

But the problem is that the strength of the Qin people is only one-third of that of the prairie people's army, and their pride is crushed by the Qin people's iron cavalry.

In the past ten years, the grassland people have indeed grown a lot. They have advanced bronze ware, and even iron ware has emerged. Unfortunately, compared with the Qin people, they are not worth mentioning at all.

At this moment, he already understood why he lost so badly. The Qin people's armor looked very thin, but those armors were all made of iron sheets by skilled craftsmen, and their defense was astonishing.

The weapons of the prairie people can't cut through the armor of the Qin people at all. On the contrary, the thin knives of the Qin people can easily pierce through and cut through the leather armor of the prairie people.

What's more terrible is that the weapons of the Qin people are too tough and sharp. When the two armies charged, many grassland people even their weapons and people were cut in half, and their deaths were unclear.

In his hand was a captured thin knife from the Qin Dynasty, and he had just used this thin knife to cut off his saber easily.

One must know that his saber was forged by the most prestigious craftsman of the prairie people. It was a wrought iron scimitar, but it was cut off lazily by the thin knife in his hand. not see.

This defeat is not injustice, Youxian King Maodun really has a good method, it is this damn shameless villain who caused the prairie people to fail completely.

He Mao Dun is the sinner of the entire prairie, bastard, I am not reconciled, I hate it!

"Rondo."

After Touman figured it out, he sighed in his heart. He knew that he was no longer qualified to compete with the first emperor of the Qin Empire, and he would never have a chance.

"The Great Chanyu."

Rondo was looking at the battle in all directions with a hesitant expression. Hearing his father's voice, he quickly looked away, lowered his head and folded his chest with one hand.

"From now on, you are the second generation of the Great Chanyu of the Grassland Empire." Touman suddenly grabbed Rondo's shoulder and shouted sharply.

Rondo's eyes were wide open, and he looked at his father in disbelief, his eyes extremely puzzled.

"Remember my words, take the clansmen and flee north, never come back, go as far as you can, they are all invincible demons..."

Touman was in a very low mood, obviously how high-spirited he was at the beginning, how desperate and decadent he was now.

"Da Shanyu, you..."

At this time, Rondo has already seen that his arrogant and ambitious father has become disheartened and has a desire to die.

"Let's go! Let me go with the glory of the prairie people, and I will never tarnish the name of the Great Chanyu. I will lead the only remaining royal knights to kill your heir and fight a bloody path."

"Humph! Humph! Ha! Ha!"

After Touman finished speaking, he laughed loudly, glanced at the Qin people's thin knife in his hand, and then raised the knife and rode his horse to kill the Qin army in the distance.

"The death of my Qilian Mountain will make my six animals live. The loss of my Yanzhi Mountain will make my married woman colorless."

"The death of my cavalry man will make my mountains and rivers defenseless. The loss of my ancestors' pastures will make my herdsmen nowhere to live."

"The loss of our powerful country will make our soldiers cry for a long time. The loss of my thousands of miles will make my monarchs and ministers heartbroken."

"The death of my prairie man will make my descendants mourn forever, and the loss of my blood source will make my future generations lose their glory."

Touman led his remaining tens of thousands of knights in the royal court, shouting elegiac songs, and rushed into the black torrent in the distance.

Tens of thousands of royal court knights were also infected by their own great Shanyu's grief and indignation, and all of them were swept away from the sense of decadence. Everyone's eyes were red and they followed Touman's sad song and shouted, followed their own king, and embarked on an endless journey. The way home.

Youxian King Longduo sighed slightly in his heart, looked at Da Shanyu's bleak back, and murmured to himself, "Father, don't worry, my son will take back our homeland, Mujiang, one day."

Then he led more than [-] of his subordinates, followed closely behind the Royal Knights' army, and prepared to break through...

On the hills in the distance, the black Hun cavalry looked at the bloody battlefield, and Mao Dun looked calm, watching the bloody battle of the Donghu people quietly.

All of this is developing in the direction of his plan, but the only fly in the ointment is that this hot land will be handed over to the Qin people from now on, and he is really unwilling.

But so what?

With more than 30 horses alone, can he stop the Qin people's edge?

Mao Dun showed a wry smile, and then said softly: "Withdraw the troops."

Then he turned his horse's head and galloped towards the distant desert grassland without looking back.

Hundreds of thousands of Hun cavalry, with different expressions, followed the king's steps and left, abandoning their comrades who had fought side by side.

There was a sudden heavy rain in the sky, and the blood rain mixed together, dyeing the grassland red, and it seemed to indicate the future of the grassland people...

Chapter 245 Killing Man and Stealing His Wife

The God of Killing in the west is too scary. The north must be the direction where the Qin army is strictly guarding, and the south is even less likely to break out there, otherwise it would be like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth?

It seems that the best strategy is to choose to make a breakthrough from the east and go back to Mobei.

After making up his mind, Touman stopped hesitating and galloped towards the east with his army.

Fan Kui was very depressed, these damned prairie people were so brave and fearless, after killing so many people, there are still many people still stubbornly resisting, dragging his pace.

damn it...

Although Fan Kui was not as fierce as Li Xin, he was also skilled in martial arts, and he could behead a prairie cavalry in almost a single encounter.

I wanted to rush over earlier and kill Touman, the great Shanyu of the Grassland Empire, and make a first contribution, but now being dragged here is really abominable.

"Oh giggling."

At this moment, there was a burst of shouting in the distance.

Fan Kuai Dingqing saw it, and his face turned dark immediately.

This battle is not completely over yet, reinforcements are here again?

It seems that I can't do this first work by myself, and I am really angry.

But soon, he looked overjoyed. That totem flag is the grassland king's flag?

Could it be that luck can't stop it?

Gee...

Fan Kui smiled from ear to ear, even though he was wearing a mask, it couldn't cover his green eyes, with a strange light, staring at the reinforcements who were getting closer and flying the banner of the royal court.

But soon, Fan Kui became suspicious, these prairie people should be unable to hold on any longer, so they are going to break out and flee?

But shouldn't it be most appropriate to break out from the north?

What do you mean from your own side?Is it easy to pinch yourself as a soft persimmon?

Damn it, the more Fan Kui thought about it, the more angry he became, and his anger rose steadily.

Soon with the arrival of reinforcements, the remnants of the tribal coalition forces that were gradually retreating began to run away and joined forces with the reinforcements.

Fan Kuai also didn't intend to pursue closely, but called his sergeants to organize the army.

"Brothers, rush up with me and kill these sons of bitches on the prairie. Who can capture Wang Tingda Shanyu Touman? I am the master and reward him with the flowery and jade-like concubine of Dashanyu Touman .”

After Fan Kui adjusted his formation, he cleared his throat and let out a loud roar.

In order to boost morale, he also started to use any means. After all, this is suspected of arrogating power, but he can't care so much about this matter anymore.

He believed that with His Majesty's wisdom and martial arts, he would not blame himself.

"Hahaha……"

Originally, fighting was a very depressing and serious matter, but what Fan Kuai said made everyone almost laugh and turned their backs.

"Smile, tell me, do you want it?"

Fan Kuai cursed with a smile.

"Yes I do!"

All the soldiers shouted in unison.

Touman on the opposite side had a dark face, turned his head to look at the ugly-faced Yanguan and asked, "What are they shouting again?"

The ugly-faced speaker felt the chrysanthemum tighten, and almost fell off the horse, and said in horror: "The great Chanyu, the villain dare not say it."

Relying on his knowledge of some languages ​​of the Qin people, he became a part-time official in the royal court of the grassland.

Those Qin people said such vicious words, how could I speak?

Could it be that Da Chanyu, they want to capture you alive and sleep with your little wife...

Isn't that courting death?

"Say, if you dare to hide something, Ben Shanyu will cut off your head with one knife."

Touman's face was dark. He seemed to feel that what the Qin man shouted was not good. He was very sad and angry, so he directly pulled out the Qin man's sword and put it on the neck of the speaker.

The speech officer was scared out of his wits, and said with a mournful face, "Da... Da... Shan Yu, they said they wanted to capture you alive, sleep... sleep..."

Touman's eyes were about to burst into flames, Yang Tian let out a roar, raised his knife and dropped it, the unlucky speech officer really hit the mark, the speculation came true, and immediately his head was decapitated.

"God of the Grassland, kill..."

Touman was blinded by the huge sense of shame. Although the official hadn't finished speaking, he had already guessed it, kicked his legs on the belly of the horse, and galloped away immediately.

"God of the Prairie is above."

All the prairie cavalry roared and rushed out following the great Shan Yu Touman.

"Decapitate Man, steal his wife..."

Seeing that the prairie people still had the courage to attack first, Fan Kui immediately roared not to be outdone, and rushed out first.

"Come on! Decapitate Man, steal his wife..."

All the soldiers did not hesitate, and followed Fan Kui to rush forward without hesitation. Everyone was full of energy, and it seemed that everyone was salivating at the little wife of the Great Chanyu, and rushed to drive away frantically.

Soon the two gangs fought together, and Touman's royal court knight army was among the most equipped in the entire grassland empire.

Each was equipped with wrought iron weapons, and the longbows were all made of the best beef tendon. Even the armor was eliminated and replaced with a discus, which was hung on the chest.

The defense power has been greatly increased, but the price paid is also to increase the burden of flattering, and the speed is greatly reduced.

Although the equipment of this army is still not as good as the iron cavalry of the Great Qin Empire, the gap is not very big.

Whether it is combat literacy or loyalty and bravery, it is not like those ordinary troops, which will collapse at the first touch.

Touman led tens of thousands of royal court knights, all of whom were confidantes of the Donghu tribe, fought bravely, and tore a hole regardless of casualties.

"Go..." Touman yelled at his son Rondo.

"Father."

The Youxian King Longduo had teary eyes. He knew very well that he would not come when the time was right, so he led his subordinates to follow behind his father and rushed out of the encirclement.

"Father, let's go! The son will stay behind."

Youxian Wang Longduo was firm and shouted at Touman.

"Fuck off... don't want your children to love each other, remember that you have the blood of the Donghu royal family in your body."

"Don't let my father's sacrifice be worthless."

"Let the Donghu people live well, and don't come back again."

Touman stared at his son Duolong without any expression on his face, raised his long whip, and slapped the butt of the steed under Duolong's crotch.

"Father..."

Duolong's eyes were red and swollen, he let out a loud roar, then jumped on his horse and whipped his whip, and gradually moved away.

"Those who are afraid of death, go with Youxian King Duolong! Those who stay behind will be cut off with Ben Shanyu for the tribe, and let the people of Qin know that the sabers of our Donghu people are equally sharp."