Chapter 799 Great scuffle

After Ma Chao met Tuoba, his mind rarely focused on the Xiongnu. But on the Xiongnu grassland, because of his little thought, he set off a huge wave!

After Ma Chao's easy and mysterious pretentious provocation, Liu Bao did not vent his whole desire on the woman. Because he was not far out of the tent, he received an order from his father Yuvruo: Prepare quickly. Luan's department wanted to fight a decisive battle with Xiu Tu and Tu to see who was the real master of this grassland!

Liu Bao is very satisfied with such news. Because he is indeed more willing to vent his anger on killing the enemy!

However, the trigger for this big melee is only because of the small clashes between the herdsmen among the three tribes. Such an excuse is really the most ridiculous reason for a decisive battle on the grassland. However, for the Huns, this is nothing at all, because there is a factor in their blood to conquer everything!

The first large-scale decisive battle that broke out was still in May. Liu Bao clearly remembered that the three-way horses gathered on the grassland, the drums beat, the horns were strong, the cavalry polished their machetes, and the horses' noses were full of white gas, and they kicked the horses' hoofs uneasily...

"This time, until my death, I want to tell all the Huns that we Luan's subordinates are the royal family of the Xiongnu from beginning to end!"

After Liu Bao, who sat on the war horse and drank a few sips of Ma's distilled wine, his father's heroic words when he went on an expedition echoed: At that time, Liu Bao felt that his father was like a wolf who had been dormant for many years, and finally howled at Yue Chang and showed his sharp teeth!

There are 300,000 horses in the three directions, which are densely scattered on the grassland. At first sight, they can't see the head at all, and the strength of the Xiongnu nation is reappearing. It's just that their bright machete. Under the sun, although it still shines a golden light. But this time, the enemy of their machete is no longer the Han people they have always liked to plunder, but the Xiongnu of their same race...

At noon, when the sun shines overhead. Liu Bao has felt that the war in his body has burned to the extreme. And when the brilliance of the sun had been cut into a dazzling light by the machetes of the three 'grassland kings', they turned their heads and shouted at their subordinates almost at the same time: "My brave sons, I have prayed to Kunlun before going on the expedition. It tells me that as the descendants of the wolf clan, we will win today! Now, raise your machete and charge the enemy!!"

300,000 troops from all sides at the same time instigate **'s horses, like three rolling rivers, hitting each other fiercely and splashing countless blood flowers. Then, the whole battlefield turned into a huge meat grinder, smashing all the lives that can be involved!!

Whistle, fighting, shouting, screaming...

Liu Bao remembered the battle clearly, from noon to late at night. The deepest thing in my memory is that he shouted behind his father: "Kill! Kill! Kill!" All the way forward, unstoppable, smashing everything in front of you.

However, when I was full of blood and I couldn't remember how many people I killed. He felt that his stomach began to get hungry, and it was not until he changed seven more machetes that Liu Bao suddenly saw that the sky had darkened. However, at that time, his father Yuvro turned around, showed his blood-red eyes and snow-white teeth, and shouted with a smile, "Children! Are you tired?"

"I'm not tired!"

"Well, let me break into the enemy camp again!"

Liu Bao had to admit that his father Yuvruo was a real wolf. Under his wings, he can only grow slowly like a young wolf. But the young wolf also has the intelligence of the young wolf: until now, Liu Bao looked at the enemy who was still like a group of ants and couldn't help thinking of a wonderful idea.

When Liu Bao said his idea, he thought he would be scolded by his father. Unexpectedly, his father Yuvluo patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are indeed a descendant of the wolf. In addition to being ferocious and fearless, the wolf is more cunning to let them get their prey. The whole army obeyed my order and quietly withdrew while it was dark! When they kill in the dark, we will come back!!"

But Liu Bao's wishes finally failed. He originally wanted to gasp for a moment and annex the two sides at one stroke when the two tribes of Xiutu and Tu were exhausted. Unexpectedly, the two sides also put away their teeth after they tried their best to kill: in fact, it can be seen that the three parties have no absolute strength to defeat the two tribes in one fell swoop.

Liu Bao's so-called tactics are just a high-sounding reason for Yuvro to retreat.

The decisive battle is over. However, when they woke up the next morning, everyone suddenly found that tens of thousands of bodies had piled up on Wang Ting's pasture.........

In the next month, the three parties will still be like killing red-eyed wolves, whether it is a small-scale conflict, a large-scale charge, or like the Han people, sneaking on and robbing the camp and flooding it. Even his father Yufro listened to Wang Huayu's advice and cleverly won several big battles with fine works and gold and silver.

It can be imagined that if it hadn't been for the arrival of the plague, Luan Ti's department would definitely slowly kill Xiu Tu and Tu in the three-way battle. After all, Yuvruo's experience in the Han Dynasty made him more military-conscious than the leaders of the two tribes. Coupled with the assistance of Liu Bao, Huchuquan, Gobei and Wang Huayu, Yuvro has sharpened the style of the Xiongnu in that month's campaign.

However, in the end, the three parties reached a tacit understanding, and they gave up the absolutely symbolic place of the Xiongnu royal court. Give up the long-lasting and three-lose frontal fight. When Hu Yannu, the old leader of the Xiu Tu Department, began to lead the retreat, the remaining Jin Buya and Yuvruo could only make the same choice at the same time.

The three exhausted beasts realized that they could not kill all their opponents, and finally chose to retreat and leave helplessly.

The once glorious and lively royal court soon became a real place of death under the attack of the plague. Finally, Wang Huayu, who had experienced the disaster, proposed that in order to avoid the destruction of the whole Xiongnu tribe by the plague, he set off a fire and burned the Xiongnu royal court into a piece of scorched earth...

At that time, I'm afraid that even Wang Huayu himself didn't understand it. Did she feel soft when she saw the fly flying and the smelly corpses? Or did she make this suggestion because her heart was strong and that the Ma family could get a valuable Xiongnu grassland in the future?

She really doesn't know.

All she knew was that when Yuvruo decided to move to a grassland closer to Chang'an, Wang Huayu's heart had already flown into the air: even if it was only closer, it was an obvious sign!

It indicates that I may return to Chang'an step by step!

The place she thinks about day and night!!

I don't know why a poem haunting Wang Huayu took shape uncontrollably at this moment:

I didn't do nothing at the beginning of my life, and Hanzuo declined after I was born. The sky is not benevolent, and the earth is not benevolent, which makes me meet this time. The road is in danger, and the people are in exile and mourn together. Smoke and dust cover the wild, Hu Fusheng, and his ambition is obedient and righteous. It is not suitable for me to be vulgar. Who should I sue if I suffer humiliation? After a while, I patted the piano, and my heart was resentful and no one knew it.

General, I would like to go to the end of the world. Thousands of clouds and mountains return to the road, and the wind is thousands of miles away from dust and sand. Many people are fierce like snakes, and the control string is proud and luxurious. Second, Zhang Xianxi is desperate, and his ambition is broken and self-destructive.

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Hu Ji originally came from Huzhong, and the Yuanqin turned out the same rhythm. Although the 18 beats of the song are over, there are endless thoughts. It is the work of knowing that silk bamboo is subtle and all created, and the sorrow and joys are changed according to people's hearts. Hu and Hanxi are different from each other, and the sky and the earth are separated from each other. My resentment is vast in the sky, and although Liuhe is wide, it should not be tolerated!