"Ahhh!"
This time, the scream did not come from a single person, but from a group of people. A group of people screamed in unison. They were all frightened, frightened by the headman who was holding the severed arm that was continuously spurting out blood.
He Qiuli still sat on his horse without moving. It was not because he was calm, but because of the excessive shock and fear, he had lost the ability to move. His mind was blank at that moment. It was as if he had lost the ability to think and move. He did not know what to do.
"Great Leader! Be careful! "
One of the bodyguards pounced forward and pushed He Tuli off his horse, causing him to roll to the side. In the next instant, the black horse was smashed into two by a huge rock that fell from the sky. Blood and internal organs splattered all over the ground, as well as the bodies of the few headmen closest to him.
The strong smell of blood entered the nostrils and mouths of these people who ate raw meat and drank blood. At that moment, these people who would usually get excited at the sight of blood actually screamed in fear and fled in all directions!
One person ran a few steps before an arrow pierced through his head and exploded it. He fell to the ground and died. Another person ran a few steps and was hit by a rolling log. It crushed his lower body and crushed his crotch. He was still crying in pain, but it was only a matter of time before he died.
The last person was even funnier. His feet slipped and he fell to the ground. There was a broken rock on the ground and his head hit the broken rock. Then …
In the blink of an eye, a few familiar faces disappeared. He Qiuli felt extremely agitated.
"Ahhh!"
He began to roar loudly, screaming with all his might. He wanted to use this method to vent the fear in his heart and find his reason. His personal guards did their best to protect him, pulling him everywhere, dodging the Ming army's rain of arrows, cannons, and rolling stones.
This guy could be considered lucky. He didn't die and returned to his army formation, where he was protected by his personal guards.
"Great Leader! Great Leader! What should we do? What should we do now? Great Leader! "
The bodyguard cried and shook He Qiuli's head, trying to make him regain his rationality. His efforts were not in vain. He Qiuli quickly regained his rationality. He panted heavily and pushed the bodyguard away.
"What else can we do? Kill them all! This mountain is not steep! Kill them all! Kill all the Han people on the mountain! "
"But everyone is in a mess! No one listens to my orders! "
The bodyguard shouted again.
This was indeed a problem. Just now, the army was already in chaos, and many leaders had died. How could the remaining scattered soldiers gather together to launch a counterattack?
What could he do?
In a panic, Hercules used his hand to push himself up from the ground, but his hand touched something.
He looked down.
"Horn?"
Hercules saw a horn lying on the ground, still in good condition.
"Horn! A bugle horn! A bugle horn! Find me the horn! Find as many as you can! Let's brag together!! "
He Tuo grabbed the horn and blew it with all his might.
"Wu — — — — —"
A heavy sound came from the horn. Unfortunately, the battlefield was too noisy. They needed more horns to wake up the soldiers from their panic. Perhaps it was a blessing from the heavens. They quickly found the remaining five horns, and six horns were blown together.
"Wu — — — —"
The heavy sound passed through the noise of the battlefield and entered the ears of many Northern Barbarians. Then, they saw a small group of cavalry on horses charging up the hill. Although they were quickly killed by the rolling stones and crossbows of the Han, the charge did not end there.
Soon, the second charge began. Those who had horses rode, those who didn't, walked. Hundreds of Northern Barbarians began to charge up the hill. With the desolate and heavy sound of the horn, this charge seemed especially tragic.
They were soon wiped out as well.
But the impact of this scene on the Northern Barbarians was not small at all.
Soon, in the army that stretched for miles, the sound of horns could be heard against the Ming Army's cannons and rolling stones. Northern Barbarians continuously charged up the hill on both sides. They knew that the Han people lying in ambush were there. Although there was no leader to lead them, they still charged up.
They knew that their leader was definitely not dead and was still alive. He used the horn to give them the order to charge. After the initial panic, they regained their courage to a certain extent.
Thus, more and more people howled and charged up the hill on both sides. The hill where Xiao Ruxun had set up the ambush was not steep. This was the reason why they could charge up. Xiao Ruxun, who was at the top of the hill, observed the situation through the telescope. He could not help but sigh. "Although the Northern Barbarians are barbarians, their courage is commendable. Under such circumstances, they are still able to launch a counterattack. They did not let down the guns I prepared for them."
"No matter how brave the Northern Barbarians are, they are still defeated by us. Charging like this will only lead to death! Daming is still much stronger than the Northern Barbarians. "
Wang Hui said disdainfully.
"Otherwise, Zi Heng, if Daming is really stronger than the Northern Barbarians, at this moment, the Northern Barbarians should be kneeling and begging for mercy, not counterattacking. Counterattacking means that they still have courage. Courage means that they are not afraid of us.
When Daming founded the country, the Northern Barbarians were defeated by Daming on more than ten expeditions to the north. Emperor Wu of Han even beat the Northern Xiong Nu until they fled far to the west and did not dare to return. At that time, they would be afraid of our voice. But now, in this situation, they still dare to counterattack. What does this mean? "
Wang Hui looked at Xiao Ruxun and did not know how to answer.
Xiao Ruxun said, "This means that from the bottom of their hearts, they do not think that Daming is stronger than them. Daming is just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. When they run out of food, they will come and chop him up."
Wang Hui was immediately displeased.
"Preposterous!"
Xiao Ruxun was not nervous. He just smiled.
"This is normal, Zi Heng. Changing between strong and weak is a process. Back then, before Emperor Wu of Han fought the Gobi Desert, the Xiong Nu also treated the Great Han as their granary. After the battle, the Northern Xiong Nu fled and the Southern Xiong Nu submitted. They were as obedient as their grandsons. From then on, they thought that the Great Han was stronger than them and were willing to be weak.
Daming's dozens of expeditions to the north had also established a strong influence on the Mongolians. However, after the Tumu Fortress incident, Daming's military power has been declining. He has given up territory many times. This kind of retreat has subtly influenced the Northern Barbarians to think that Daming has weakened again.
So now, we have actually returned to the position of the Great Han and Xiong Nu before the war between the Han and Xiong Nu. However, the current Northern Barbarians are far weaker than the Xiong Nu, and our situation is also much worse than the Great Han. This is an impression.
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