Chapter 74: Even though he dies, the soul of the army is immortal
"All the officers and men will obey the order and follow my general to kill all the foreigners and protect our territory of the Han Dynasty."
Lin Yun raised the sharp spear in his hand high, stared at the Wuhuan army rushing forward and roared.
"The bold and powerful man will defend our country."
"A soldier of the Han Dynasty has no fear of death."
"Even if it means death, we must kill all the aliens."
"kill..."
Under Lin Yun's roar, the four thousand Han soldiers shouted in unison. Some of them were over forty years old, and some were only in their teens and twenties. Most of them were young and strong, and there were still decades to come.
However, they have to sacrifice everything for the country and the family behind them.
"kill!!"
As a border guard, Lin Yun had no intention of retreating. He slapped his horse suddenly, and whoosh, the horse turned into a Lixuan arrow and rushed towards the Wuhuan army.
"kill!!"
Four thousand Han soldiers roared at the same time, raised their weapons high, and followed Lin Yun to kill him.
Tread, step.
The armies charged each other, and the entire grassland was filled with the sound of galloping horses. As they watched, the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed.
Fifteen meters...ten meters, five meters.
They were about to collide and start a fierce battle.
finally.
It seems like a century has passed.
boom!!!
The two armies collided, and the whole grassland was shocked. The soldiers clashed with each other.
"prick."
Lin Yun roared angrily, and the soldiers behind him clenched their sharp spears and stabbed at the Wuhuan cavalry who were just around the corner.
Phew.
There was a sound of blood piercing through the body, and the sound of blood splashing was heard. Immediately, hundreds of Wuhuan soldiers died under the thrust of the spears of the Han soldiers. Their bodies fell and were trampled into pulp by the rebel army.
Compared with the foreign races who did not have the art of war to govern their armies, the Han Dynasty had long-standing military strategies. They had regulations for marching, spear thrusts, and checks and balances on the cavalry. This was the only advantage of the Han soldiers here.
"kill!"
After a round of thrusts, hundreds of thousands of aliens were successfully killed, but only one of them had this opportunity. What followed was a hand-to-hand combat, and the two armies completely collided together.
The fight begins.
"Sooner or later, the foreign race will crush you all on this day." Lin Yun, with a strong hatred for the foreign race, stabbed wildly with the sharp spear in his hand. At every point, a Wuhuan cavalry would be picked and killed.
The four thousand Han soldiers under his command also abandoned their fear, became extremely brave, and fought desperately against the Wuhuan soldiers.
The collision of blood and killing continued, and countless lives died in this collision. Although the Han soldiers were weak in number, with the fighting power of fighting for their lives, each Han soldier was able to carry two Wuhuan soldiers.
life.
"The damn Han people are not afraid of death."
Nanlou saw from the rear that his soldiers had suffered so many losses despite such an advantage, and he immediately cursed coldly.
"Wuhuan'er Langs listen to my orders and surround and kill all of them. No one will be left alive." Nanlou roared angrily.
Time passed by a stick of incense.
The brutal fighting continued, but under the encirclement and suppression by Wuhuan with nearly ten times the force, the four thousand Han soldiers, despite their fearless morale, were ultimately defeated by so many soldiers and horses. Only the original four thousand people were left.
Less than a hundred people disembarked, and were surrounded by more than 20,000 Wuhuan soldiers in the center.
certainly.
In such a brutal fight, all the Han soldiers fought with their lives, but Wuhuan paid twice the price, losing nearly 8,000 people. This level of achievement, even if it was the same as Xiang Yu's in the past, could not be achieved in the past.
Less wins more than that.
"Han people, I will give you a chance to live. Kneel down and kowtow to me, and I will spare your lives." Nanlou rode his horse to the front of Wuhuan's army and said to Lin Yun and other soldiers who had less than a hundred men left.
"I am a Han general. Even if I die, I will still be a Han soldier. Even if I become a ghost, I will still be a Han ghost. You damn aliens. One day, the Emperor of Han Dynasty will send a large army to destroy your entire Wuhuan clan and avenge us." Lin Yunleng
He smiled coldly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said without fear.
"Be born as a Han Chinese and die as a Han ghost."
The remaining soldiers, with less than a hundred men, raised their weapons and roared angrily.
At this moment, they, from Lin Yun to every soldier, were covered in blood and seriously injured. Under the encirclement and suppression of 30,000 soldiers, it was a miracle that their mere 4,000 soldiers could hold up a stick of incense without being completely destroyed.
.
"Okay, okay."
"Since you want to die, then I will help you." A kind of anger appeared on Nanlou's face, filled with murderous intent.
"kill!"
Naturally, many Wuhuan soldiers were not afraid when they saw that there were only less than a hundred Han soldiers left. They swarmed up from all directions and rushed over, as if they were about to be submerged by the waves of a flood.
"Fight to the death." Lin Yun roared, enduring the severe injuries on his body, he held the gun again and rushed forward.
"If you fight to the death and never retreat, the Han Dynasty will last for ten thousand years..." Hundreds of Han soldiers roared with the last strength of their bodies and charged towards the enemy.
In an instant.
The final collision.
Surrounded by Wuhuan, guard Lin Yun and the remaining hundreds of soldiers all died heroically and fell in a pool of blood. Their brothers Paoze followed them on the road, but on the other hand, with their last strength, everything went smoothly.
He took away hundreds of Wuhuan soldiers.
"You despicable Han dog, you still dare to fight with me, Wu Huan." Nan Lou looked at the corpses of Han soldiers lying on the ground and cursed coldly.
But deep down in his heart, he was very scared. He had 30,000 troops, but the Han soldiers only had 4,000 troops, but they lost nearly 10,000 people, doubling their efforts.
"General...general."
At this time, a Wuhuan soldier said to Nanlou in a trembling voice.
"What's wrong?" Nanlou frowned and asked.
"You...look at that Han general." The Wuhuan soldier pointed at the figure in the pool of bright red blood in the center of the encirclement.
Nan Lou frowned and followed the guidance and looked over.
Suddenly.
His face became extremely ugly, and even showed a kind of fear.
In the center of countless corpses, Lin Yun's figure was kneeling on one knee. His body was pierced by several sharp guns. He was completely lifeless. However, he relied on some unknown force. His eyes widened, as if releasing angry thunder, and his face was ferocious.
, staring intently at Wu Huan in front of him, seemingly filled with a thousand resentments. Looking at him this way, he seemed to see a living Lin Yun, an unyielding Lin Yun, and the unyielding military spirit of the Han Dynasty.
This time, even though Lin Yun died, even though the four thousand Han soldiers died!
However, they fulfilled their duties as soldiers and border officers of the Han Dynasty. They used their lives to defend the territory and homeland they defended.
Even if they die, their military spirit is still there, and the power of the Han soldiers is still there!!!
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Chapter completed!