It was dawn and dawn had just come. At this time, the city of Yanmen had already become the Shura slaughterhouse.

There are countless broken internal organs, broken corpses, broken limbs, overturned flags... There are countless corpses accumulated, and at first glance, there are corpses everywhere.

The accumulated water at this time is no longer red, but purple. That is because a lot of blood mixed with mud and changed color.

The rain had already stopped at this time, and the air was filled with a strong and vomiting smell of blood.

"Huhh!"

Zhou Yang gasped heavily, pulled the reins of the horse, and Child Lightning stopped. He couldn't help but bent down, lay on the horse's back, closed his eyes, and was so sleepy!

The battles and physical strength of the night were so exhausting that it was beyond the reach of people. If it weren't for the strong will of one limb, he would have fallen asleep long ago.

If there is a soft couch, no, even if it is a dry ground, lying on it and sleeping happily, it is a joy in life. However, this can only be a dream, because there are more important things to do.

"Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang, is it you?"

A loud voice shouted with endless joy.

Needless to think about it, it was the flying general Li Guang. Zhou Yang opened his eyes and looked at the clay man in front of him, and was a little amused. Li Guang rode on the horse, like an iron tower, but he could no longer call him a person, he should be called a "clay man".

His body was covered with mud, and even his lips were covered with thick mud. If his big eyes were not still rotating, he would have regarded him as a statue made of mud.

Look at the war horse under his crotch, it is almost the same as a human, covered in mud, and his original fur color has long been invisible.

Zhou Yang could not see his situation, and thought he was similar to Li Guang. This can be seen from the appearance of Chidian. At this time, Chidian and the beautiful hair like thunder and lightning had long disappeared, only a mud in his body, which was like a mud horse.

"Flying General, what's the matter?" Zhou Yang gasped, wiping heavily on his face, smearing a handful of mud, revealing his complexion, and finally became a little human.

"Are you okay?" Li Guang was very concerned: "I saw you lying on the horse's back and thought you were injured."

"I'm so tired." Zhou Yang felt warm in his heart.

"Everything is sleepy!" Li Guang's voice was filled with fatigue: "But now is not the time to sleep, so you have to chase the Huns. The more timely you chase, the better."

"The Huns all have four legs, and we can't catch up with each other with our legs no matter how we do." Another clay man riding a mud horse arrived, and it was Cheng Bushi: "But if you don't chase, it's time to collect your troops. Therefore, chasing is certain. The Huns have four legs, and we only have two legs, so the effect is not necessarily too great, and it's better than not chasing."

Cheng doesn't know the dragon spirit and tiger fierceness alone, and his words are endless fatigue in his words.

"In order not to let the Shanyu calmly gather his troops, and to let the Shanyu delay the time to move south again, giving us more time to prepare, so we can only chase them." Zhou Yang nodded in agreement with their proposal.

"Bah!" Cheng Buzhi wiped a handful of mud, spit out a few mouthfuls of mud, and then gasped: "What the Captain Po Nu said is very reasonable. Although we won a great victory this time, because we didn't have many cavalry, we could not chase him in time when the Huns fled. Well, if we could have 30,000 or 50,000 cavalry, no Huns would have escaped."

He was full of hatred. Last night, the war was not good for the Huns, so the Huns rode a horse to escape. However, the Han army could not chase after him immediately because the Han army had only two legs, while the Huns had four legs, and they could not catch up. They could only stay and continue to chop and kill the Huns who had no time to escape.

Fortunately, in the dark night, there were many Huns who fled, and there were still many Huns who didn't have time to escape, so the Han army still killed them all overnight.

"At this time, the Huns were in a state of fear. We had to chase them as soon as possible and not let them recover." Zhou Yang pondered slightly: "What I mean is to concentrate the cavalry of each unit, and there are thousands, so chase them first. As for the infantry, let them chase them from behind."

"That's what I mean!"

"no problem!"

This is the best strategy at present, and Li Guang and Cheng Bushi were fine. Li Guang said: "The Jianzhang Army is good at cavalry and shooting, and the pursuit is yours. I don't have many cavalry, only a little over a thousand, and I will give it to you to command. I will lead the infantry to chase you from behind."

"I plan too." Cheng Buzhi nodded and said, "My cavalry was only one thousand. I fought fiercely in one night, and there were some losses. There were still seven or eight hundred left. I will leave them all to you."

"I have a few hundred more." Feng Jing, the prefect of Yanmen, came and kept breathing heavily, his chest was undulating rapidly, and he was exhausted: "I will leave my infantry to the flying general and take them with me. I will stay and send the civilians to clean the battlefield, so I will not participate in the pursuit."

"Premier Feng Gao Yi!"

Everyone praised in unison.

Feng Jing's voice suddenly turned high: "I roughly estimate that in the battle last night, we beheaded 12,300,000, plus the losses of the Huns' siege, this battle was beheaded 18,900. In addition to the injured Huns, almost 40,000 to 50,000 Huns lost their combat power. These are the elite troops of the Shanyu headquarters!"

The more I talked about it, the higher the voice, and when I talked about it, I almost sang it.

It is a great achievement to make the most elite troops of the 40,000 to 50,000 Huns lose their combat power, not to mention how happy it is to make the Han army do it with weak forces and infantry.

"We have to report the victory to the emperor as soon as possible!"

Gongsun He clenched his fist with his right hand. The Han Dynasty needed victory too much! Although there was the last victory in Antao, it was nothing compared to the battle in front of him. When the news of the victory in Yanmen reached Chang'an, Emperor Jing would definitely be happy Mo Ming, and the people would be extremely excited, which would be of great benefit to defeating the Huns.

No one has any objections to this matter, so it was decided.

To report the victory to Emperor Jing, the Shanyu's mount, Chidun, and the Shanyu's armor must be sent to Chang'an. Zhou Yang jumped off Chidun and got on another war horse.

With the order, all the cavalry were mobilized, and a little bit, there were only more than 4,000 people, less than 5,000. There were more than 100,000 Han troops at the border, and there were only such a few cavalry, too few.

Zhou Yang divided the cavalry into three parts, one part was responsible for the alert, and the other two parts rested on the horse's back. In this way, it not only ensured physical strength, but also did not bear the stuttering of the pursuit.

It is not so easy to rest on the horse's back. Zhou Yang took off his military uniform and rode his horse wildly while rubbing the cloth rope. After almost the rub, he tied himself to the horse's back, lay down and fell asleep.

Like Zhou Yang, the soldiers ran and rubbed cloth ropes, tied themselves to the horse's back to sleep.

He was so tired that as soon as he lay on the horse's back, Zhou Yang fell asleep. While he was sleeping, a shocking cheer woke Zhou Yang up and it turned out that he had already chased him to the Great Wall.

The Great Wall is a symbol of the Han people!

It is even more painful in the hearts of the Han people! Because, for decades, the Han army has not crossed the Great Wall and entered the hinterland of the Huns. Now, thousands of cavalry are going to cross the Great Wall and chase into the hinterland of the Huns. How joyful is this? The Han soldiers waved the Han sword and shouted loudly, "Long live the Han Han!"

"Long live the great man!"

Resounds through the world and reaches the ninth level of heaven.

Thousands of cavalry were like red tides, passing through the Great Wall and rushing northward.

I don’t know which one was the first to sing “There are many heroes in Yanhuang, and it’s not timid to fight a hundred people with one battle.”

Thousands of cavalry spoke in unison, "If a man is not afraid, he will be snowed. Look at the blood of Chinese men! The man's blood is heroic and heroic! He is like iron in his heart! He carries a golden sword in his hand and wears a white jade pendant. He eats the enemy's head at hunger and drinks the enemy's blood thirsty!"

The cavalry crossed the Great Wall was just the beginning of a great pursuit. Behind them, more than 100,000 infantry were chasing them. The troops of the Shanyu headquarters were defeated, and the Huns everywhere had to retreat. The border cities were no longer needed, just leave an army to maintain order, and the rest were all chased.

Even the chariot soldiers did not bring chariots, and became infantrymen and joined the pursuit ranks.

News of the Yanmen victory spread, and the people at the border were excited and joined the pursuit. Without weapons, they took farm tools and chased north in groups of three or five.

At this moment, if you look from the air, hundreds of thousands of Han Dynasty soldiers and civilians were like tides that spread across the Great Wall and poured into the vast desert...
Chapter completed!