Mythical big man, champion soldier saint

Chapter 77 The Birth of the Xuanming Bing Talisman 【Subscription】

Filled with anger, Qu Meng walked out of the big tent and looked in the direction of the sound of hooves.

However, the purpose of entering was Shan Yuwai, a Hun scout who galloped back to the camp, was shot through the neck by an arrow and fell off the horse to death.

Qu Meng scolded softly: "Come out with me and kill this Han army, and go on horseback!"

The so-called walking on a horse is to drag people behind the horse until they are dragged to death, and the horse tramples on the corpse. This is one of the cruelest methods used by the Huns against the Han army.

The sound of hooves was like thunder.

Over ten thousand Huns rushed out of the huge royal court that stretched for miles like wolves.

The Han army was stationed under the high ground where the royal court was located, on a low hill hundreds of feet away, more than a thousand people were facing the Xiongnu royal court indistinctly, extremely arrogant!

Qu Meng was not only King Youguli of the Huns, but also a general of the Huns.

He knew that this Han army was not simple, but relying on its superior strength and familiarity with the grasslands, he was sure that it would kill the opponent.

And the great shaman also gave him something that would make it difficult for the Han army to escape.

A sneer formed on the corner of his mouth, and he gestured.

The setting sun is like blood.

After the Xiongnu soldiers rushed out of the king's tent camp, their formation changed, and their sides spread like wild goose wings, showing amazing riding skills, and outflanked the Han army in the distance.

The whole team centered on Qumeng, like a pack of wolves hunting for prey, approaching the Han army in a crushing state.

Three hundred feet, 250 feet, two hundred feet...

The Han army in the distance is still waiting calmly on a low hill.

Qu Meng looked at the leader of the Han army from the air.

The opponent's posture was straight, his back was like a spear, and he was sitting on a horse.

"Han generals have a common name!"

There were members of the Huns shouting murderously.

"Huo Qubing, a Han Chinese, brought thousands of troops under his command to kill the Huns!"

The voice on the other side was clear and firm, resounding like thunder.

Huo Qubing, it turned out to be you who killed many of my disciples of the Xubu clan... Qu Meng was startled, and he was furious: "Who can capture Han general Huo Qubing alive, reward fat sheep, [-] cattle, and [-] good horses!"

While the fast horse was galloping, Qu Meng's voice fell, and a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart.

A cold light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and he reacted almost subconsciously, drawing his knife and slashing out.

His knife is also incredibly fast, and the void seems to be divided into two by it.

Clang!
The lingering sound was deafening, and a bronze arrow collided with Qu Meng's long knife.

Qu Meng dodged sideways, only to feel a huge pain in his shoulder blade, but another arrow appeared out of nowhere, leaving a wound on his shoulder.

A series of arrows, one light and one dark, the last arrow almost passed through the chest.

His son Xubu Yongtu died under the arrow.

At this time, the Huns saw that the Han general opposite had an extra longbow in his hand, and the process of shooting and taking the bow was so fast that it was hard to see!
The amazing archery skills made Qu Meng's hand tremble slightly when he slashed.

This arrow shot out half of his three souls.

He calmed down and quickly retreated to the middle of the team, no longer taking the lead.

Behind him, Zha Xu came up on his horse and said, "My lieutenant general went out to pursue him, but he was shot to death by an arrow from the Han general..."

Snapped!
Qu Meng slapped Zha Xu in the face with the back of a knife, so if you hadn't said earlier, I was almost shot to death too!
In the distance, the Han army turned around at this time, just outside the range of the Huns' arrows, and galloped away.

The two teams launched a life-and-death chase on the vast grassland.

The Han army was not fleeing, but was competing with the Huns in pursuit.

From time to time, they formed a kind of mist, blending with the gradually darkening night, and the speed of marching was the only thing Qu Meng had seen in many years of fighting.

It is not that there are many Huns, so they can take the initiative.

Once the Han army accelerates out of their sight, it will immediately start to fight back and change the role of the chase.

At the beginning, Qu Meng didn't expect that this thousand-strong Han army would dare to turn around and fight back when they were being chased by tens of thousands of his elite.

At one corner of the geese-shaped formation spread out on his flanks, after being accelerated by the opponent to escape, he suddenly ran diagonally, then turned around and intersected, and met the Huns' flanking troops at an unimaginable speed.

Then the Han army withdrew again before the main force of the Huns approached.

This Han army made full use of its speed, and always only faced a small group of Huns. They fought if they could fight, and quickly got rid of them if they couldn't.

Of course, this method of combat is very dangerous, and it is a huge test for the quality, courage, obedience, and commanding ability of the soldiers.

If you are not careful, you will fall into a tight siege.

The pursuit of the two sides has been entangled until the second half of the night.

Both are exhausted.

The Huns rushed back thousands of miles to help, and the Han army also fought for days.

The Han army used its high degree of flexibility to constantly adjust, stretch and change the formation of the Huns chasing them, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

When fast chasing and interspersing with each other, they are naturally divided into different areas and queues, with front and back.

Clang!
The Han army repeated its old tricks and got rid of them and disappeared.At this moment, they broke out again suddenly, the fog around the team rolled, and they galloped out of the darkness soundlessly, like a long knife, coming sharply, without the sound of hooves, hitting a Hun chasing soldier from the flank.

Qu Meng was just a hundred feet away, and when he turned his head, he saw the Han army who dared to fight back under their siege with the help of low hills and the cover of the night.

Huo Qubing took the lead, with a stern face, the spear in his hand clashed with the spears of the flanking Huns.

The Xiongnu soldier holding the spear was struck by the spear, and the moment he lost his balance, Huo Qubing fired a shot in a flash, piercing the throat with extreme ease.

Click!

When Jin An staggered past, he raised his hind hoof and kicked the opponent's horse on the head.

The Hun war horse also had its head cracked and fell to the ground tragically.

Huo Qubing killed people, Jin'an killed horses.

All people and horses are dead!

The bright moon is covered by dark clouds, and the grassland under the night is full of murderous intentions.

After half a night of chasing, he still failed to catch the tail of the Han army.

Can't wait any longer... Qu Meng finally made up his mind.

Seeing that the Han army in front of him was about to disappear again, he took out the magic weapon given to him by the great shaman, a withered and yellow bone fragment, so old that it was almost weathered.

Numerous shamanic incantations were engraved on the bone.

Qu Meng took off the skin bag from his waist, which contained a whole bag of blood, soaked the bone fragments in it, and the blood disappeared quickly.

When the blood stained the dry bones, faint whimpers sounded from the dry bones.

Qu Meng felt a tingling pain in his head, and using this technique was not without cost.

A group of strong winds separated from the bone fragments, rapidly rotating and expanding.He was guided by the shaman life soul technique he was practicing, and pointed forward.

The next moment, the wind group roared towards the Han army.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind on the grassland, and it seemed that the Han army was about to be dragged into it.

Qu Meng slowly raised his saber: "Siege, no one is allowed to let go!"

At the same time, he saw the general of the Han army in front of him, with a dazzling light shining between his brows!
That is one soldier talisman, no, it is two soldier talismans!
A soldier talisman that matches the snake and the tortoise.

A giant tortoise faintly emerged after the turtle-snake merged, illusory and indistinct, but the carapace was black and as huge as a mountain.

Its main body is a turtle, but it is wrapped around a giant snake.

The combination of the two is inseparable, it is the Xuanwu in myths and legends!
Huo Qubing's tortoise and snake soldiers were combined together, and a basalt soldier talisman that had never been seen in military strategists since the records of the Spring and Autumn Period appeared!
Xuanwu, corresponding to the northern seven constellations among the four images constructed by 28 constellations, is also known as Xuanming, and Wu and Ming have the same ancient meaning.

Xuan, is black;

Darkness is yin, and it is also death, the Lord kills!
When this soldier talisman appeared, the halo of stars in the sky fell like shooting stars and fell on it.

The Xuanwu gathered by the turtles and snakes were swallowed separately.

Its body became solid and thick, sitting like a mountain.

The night sky is full of visions, and the stars seem to become a bit brighter!

In the rear, the Huns subconsciously stopped approaching.

They felt the powerful soldiers' fronts and violent murderous aura spreading.

That Xuanwu opened its mouth, took the gust of wind sacrificed by Qu Meng into its mouth, and ate it clean.

crackle!

The bone fragments in his hands were broken, and the shaman's spells were dimmed.

Huo Qubing was hundreds of feet away, looking at Qu Meng.

His body suddenly leaned back on the horse's back, showing a posture of recurving itself like a big bow, forming the ultimate visual tension.

call!
Huo Qubing drew out a war spear from the void with his supernatural powers of military skills, and used it as a spear. His body suddenly straightened, and he threw it out with a wave of his arm!

This shot gathered all the strength in his body and the blessing of the Xuanwu Soldier Talisman, and he shot it towards Qu Meng like a lightning bolt.

The feeling of death gripped Qu Meng's mind tightly.

At the same moment, the image of Xuanwu also appeared in his consciousness, his head swelled to the point of splitting, as if he couldn't bear the oppression of Xuanwu!

(End of this chapter)