Chapter 386: The Fall of the Grassland Royal Court
Chapter 386: The Fall of the Grassland Royal Court
Gunpowder is absolutely lethal to carbon-based organisms.
No living creature could withstand the force of the explosion.
Under the heavy bombardment, the barbarian cavalry were defeated.
When there were only a few thousand people left, the commander of the Zhennan Army, Zhang Han, finally could not sit still anymore. If he continued fighting, he would not get any credit at all.
He ordered the Shenjiying artillery to stop firing, and then led the black-armored cavalry to charge forward in a mighty force.
At this time, the barbarian cavalry were in a state of disarray and a horrible sight.
Firstly, too many of their men died, and secondly, in order to minimize casualties, they were very dispersed, so one shot could only kill one person at most.
The Shenjiying agreed to stop firing and let the Zhennan Army reap the battlefield in order to save ammunition.
When Yu Huatian saw that the Zhennan Army had retreated, he ordered the Tianyu Army to defend both sides to prevent the enemy from escaping.
The 50,000 Zhennan troops rushed down in a mighty force, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the enemies.
They crushed the enemy with ease, like mowing the grass. Often several people would deal with one person and stab him to death with random guns.
Zhang Han’s target was very clear, and that was Wang Khan Qiyan Huihe.
Yes, even under such intensive bombardment, Qiyan Huihe is still alive, which shows how extraordinary the luck of this son of destiny is.
But his good luck ended there.
Zhang Han led the cavalry straight towards Qiyan Huihe. Qiyan Huihe gritted his teeth in hatred and took up his big knife to fight to the death.
However, before he could rush to the Yan cavalry, the cavalry took out their bows and crossbows and shot at Qiyan Huihe's horse.
Whoosh whoosh!
With the whistling sound of arrows, the horse was instantly stung like a hornet's nest, its head fell forward and heavily to the ground.
Qi Yan Huihe, who was on its back, also fell flat on his face and rolled several times on the ground.
The cavalrymen surrounded him, stopped, drew their bows and arrows, and aimed at Qiyan Huihe.
Qi Yan Huihe endured the severe pain all over his body, gritted his teeth and stood up, holding the big knife in both hands.
The hat on his head also fell off, revealing his ugly bald head and dreadlocks at the back, which was extremely funny.
"Kneel down and surrender to avoid physical pain!"
Zhang Han spoke lazily.
Qi Yanhui gritted his teeth and roared like a lone wolf on the grassland.
He was originally the king of the grassland, unifying the grassland and having no rivals, but his vision obviously did not match his ambition. He even dared to attack the prosperous Great Yan Kingdom in the south and even massacred and provoked it.
He massacred more than 200 soldiers of Yan State.
The State of Yan massacred his tribe, hundreds of thousands of people, and killed all of his 80,000 warriors.
Now, he has lost everything and only has the knife in his hand.
"Warriors of the grasslands will never surrender! You two-legged sheep, do you dare to fight me?"
Qi Yanhui shouted angrily!
Zhang Han sneered and said,
"Impossible to surrender? Then your tribes will station troops against each other. Are you going to kill everyone? In the end, won't you still surrender and merge? What a joke."
After saying this, Zhang Han took the crossbow from the soldier and shot it at Qi Yan Huihe.
Whoosh whoosh!
He shot ten arrows in succession.
Qiyan Huihe swung his sword to block, but how could that heavy sword possibly block all the arrows?
He only blocked three of the ten arrows, and the other seven almost all pierced his shoulders and arms.
Qiyan Huihe was bleeding profusely and in unbearable pain, but he still held the sword in both hands and fought desperately like a wounded beast.
Zhang Han was amused when he saw this, and changed to a crossbow, continuing to shoot at Qi Yan Huihe's arms and thighs.
Until all three crossbows had been fired, Qiyan Huihe was also pierced like a hedgehog.
Zhang Han shot at his arms and legs, but not his vital parts, which only made him lose the ability to move and fight back.
Finally, Qi Yanhui, who was pricked like a hedgehog, felt so weak from the pain that he could no longer stand up.
The soldiers dismounted, tied him up harshly, and threw him onto a horse.
This counterattack on the grassland was over in just two days.
The grassland tribes were wiped out and suffered heavy losses.
Even if small tribes from farther away migrated here and continued to multiply, they would not pose any threat to the State of Yan within one or two hundred years.
The State of Yan had completely put its worries to rest, and from now on, it could boldly march southward.
The Tianyu Army and the Zhennan Army headed north to join forces with Shen Changgong's main force.
Soon, after they walked ten miles, they encountered the Changning Army heading south.
It was already evening. After Shen Changgong made some plans, he set up camp. He would be able to return to Huangtu Fort, which was within the territory of Yan State, tomorrow.
Zhang Han asked Shen Changgong if he wanted to see the captured Qi Yan Huihe. Shen Changgong asked in return,
"Why would I see him? He's a defeated general, a man destined to die. I can't possibly persuade him to surrender, and as a foreigner, he can't sincerely submit to me.
We killed all his tribesmen and relatives, and he hates us to death.
Don't let him die today. Tomorrow, take him to Huangtubao and chop off his head in front of the brothers as a sacrifice to their souls in heaven."
"Your Majesty is so generous. I understand."
Zhang Han left after he finished speaking.
Shen Changgong didn't know where this evaluation of him being "generous" came from.
The army camped on the grassland at night.
To their north were the corpses of hundreds of thousands of people, who had been slaughtered and thrown away everywhere, creating a sea of blood and corpses.
To their south was a bloody battlefield with corpses everywhere.
Among the grassland people, only tens of thousands of young women are still there.
No matter what era, women are the most important resource to ensure the reproduction of the race.
These women could be taken back and used as slaves, camp prostitutes, or sold; they were all very useful.
Moreover, women who have lost their tribe do not have as strong a desire for revenge as men. They have long been accustomed to being robbed on the grassland.
The next morning, the army set out for home.
No one cared about the corpses on the grassland. Even though the people were gone, no one cared whether there would be any problems.
Those corpses can only become food for wild wolves and vultures.
This time the Yan army had a rich harvest, with a large number of cattle, sheep and horses.
The harvest of horses alone amounted to 50,000 to 60,000, and these horses made the generals of various armies very jealous.
But Shen Changgong said that all these horses should be given to the Southern King Ma Ling, or more precisely, directly to Zhang Han, and asked him to transfer 50,000 new soldiers to the Zhennan Army after returning to Shengjing, expand the Zhennan Army to 100,000 people, and truly use it as a main cavalry corps.
When Zhang Han heard this, he jumped three feet high with excitement and knelt down on the spot to kowtow to Shen Changgong.
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