Just as Mu Zian finished speaking.
Before they reached Xianmatan, Han Shizhong's two thousand Beiwei soldiers had already assembled that strange thing.
Seeing this, Han Shizhong slowly drew the long sword from his waist and gave the order.
"kill!"
With a roar, two thousand Beiwei soldiers charged towards He Lan, who was stuck in the mud.
Seeing this, He Lan couldn't help but smile. Had all these Han people gone mad?
Once they enter the quagmire, the only geographical advantage that the Han people have will vanish.
In the fierce battle between the two sides, He Lan did not believe that his nearly 10,000 soldiers could not defeat these mere 2,000 men.
However, the next moment! He Lan's smile suddenly froze!
On this muddy surface, the Han soldiers were rapidly approaching them.
Where is there any sign of them struggling to move an inch?
Their charging speed was even faster than running on land!
Just as He Lan was in a daze, the centurion beside him pointed forward tremblingly and said.
"Wan Chang, look at what's under their feet!"
As soon as he finished speaking, He Lan looked down.
The thing that had been pieced together like a bench was now being trampled underfoot by these Han Chinese.
With just a gentle push of the foot, the wooden plank beneath your feet can immediately slide forward several meters.
Mu Zian smiled slightly as he stood on the shore.
This object is the mud sled, also known as a mud lever, which was used in later generations to catch mudskippers, harvest clams, and dig for clams in the mudflats.
Mu Zian's inspiration naturally came from a great battle in later generations.
During the Jiajing era of the Ming Dynasty, Japanese pirates roamed the coast of the Ming Dynasty, committing all sorts of atrocities.
Qi Jiguang, a famous general who fought against Japanese pirates, was ordered to lead 6,000 elite troops from Zhejiang to Fujian to fight against the Japanese pirates.
When Qi Jiguang first arrived in eastern Fujian, he suffered repeated defeats. It was at this time that Qi Jiguang discovered this object.
Therefore, they adopted the strategy of using mud sleds to quell the Japanese pirates, and gathered skilled craftsmen to create a large number of special weapons called "mud sleds" using local materials.
They then ambushed the Japanese pirates on the beach. The Huns' straw sandals got stuck with sea mud, and the more they struggled, the tighter they sank. The mudflats were deep and soft, and the more they struggled, the deeper they sank.
At this moment, Qi Jiguang's army suddenly rode up on "mud horses" and galloped over, slaughtering the Japanese pirates and leaving them with blood flowing like rivers and corpses strewn across the mudflats.
At this moment, the Xiongnu cavalry were just like the Japanese pirates who were stuck on the beach that day.
The Xiongnu soldiers were like wooden stakes driven into the mud, unable to move at all.
Faced with the two thousand fully armed Beiwei soldiers rushing in, they had absolutely no chance to fight back!
"What exactly is this thing?"
He Lan's vision blurred.
At that moment, he deeply felt Yelü Junba's despair.
From crossbows to gunpowder to today's mud horses that traverse mudflats with ease.
He Lan felt a blow from a higher dimension.
However, there was no time for him to understand, because two thousand Beiwei soldiers had already reached him.
The Huns, trapped in the quagmire, wanted to draw their swords and fight back.
But each struggle only makes you sink deeper.
Each swing of the sword drained the last bit of strength from their bodies.
Because they couldn't get any leverage on their feet, the blades they swung only left white marks on the armor of the Beiwei Army, causing no damage whatsoever.
But the Beiwei Army wouldn't give them a chance to strike again! They thrust their spears straight out.
With a soft thud, the spear pierced through the leather armor of the Xiongnu people, drawing out large amounts of blood.
Before these Huns could continue their struggle...
Immediately, swordsmen and axemen stepped forward from behind the spearmen and swiftly and accurately slit their throats.
Blood gushed out like flowing water, and at this moment, it seemed as if bright red roses were blooming in the mud!
The Beiwei Army soldiers were very familiar with each other's coordination.
Spearmen wound the enemy, swordsmen finish them off, axemen chop off heads, and archers accurately shoot down those who resist the fiercest.
Watching the Beiwei Army fight is like a surgeon wielding a precise and sharp scalpel, cutting the enemy into pieces bit by bit – a sight to behold and a pleasure to behold.
Mu Zian on the shore was not idle either. Ye Bushou calmly began shooting with his crossbow in hand.
At this moment, the situation has become completely one-sided.
As He Lan watched people being killed one after another around him, the fear in his heart reached its peak.
"I can't die here! I absolutely can't die here!"
Fueled by a strong will to survive, He Lan led his bodyguards in a desperate crawl toward the shore.
Arrows rained down from the sky.
People are dying every moment! Blood has completely stained this place red.
He Lan shouted to the guards beside him.
"Remove my armor!"
Although removing the armor removed the defense, it increased the speed of his steps.
A group of guards tightly protected He Lan in the center!
Upon seeing this, Han Shizhong immediately realized that the enemy's commander must be there, so he immediately ordered the Beiwei Army to surround and attack.
Another bloody battle broke out between the Xiongnu and the Beiwei Army.
As the saying goes, adversity can unleash a person's potential, and this was also true for the Xiongnu people.
Although the number of Beiwei soldiers gathering around them was increasing, their numbers were still too small.
The encirclement could not possibly completely surround and kill all 10,000 cavalrymen.
After losing nearly 80% of his personal guards, He Lan finally broke out of the mud and stepped back onto land.
Looking back, everything before him filled He Lan with despair.
Screams, pleas for mercy, and hissing sounds mingled together continuously!
What I saw before me was like hell.
"Wan Chang! Hurry! Hurry! It'll be too late if we don't leave now!"
Urged on by his bodyguards, He Lan finally came to his senses.
He quickly grabbed a warhorse covered in mud and leaped onto it.
Without the slightest hesitation, and without the slightest lingering attachment!
He Lan chose to abandon the soldiers who were still stuck in the quagmire and escape alone.
He Lan now has only one thought in his mind: to save his own life.
He was willing to pay any price as long as he survived, even if it meant sacrificing the lives of all his soldiers!
Zhao Yun and Luo Cheng watched He Lan's fleeing figure and couldn't help but ask.
"Young master, shall we not pursue them?"
Mu Zian shook his head, stood with his hands behind his back, and said softly.
“Someone will naturally take his life.”
Mu Zian's schemes never consist of just one step.
Turning back in the direction He Lan had fled, the massacre within the mudflats had now reached a fever pitch.
When these Xiongnu people saw that their commander of ten thousand men had abandoned them and fled alone, they were utterly desperate!
At this moment, they no longer thought about how to resist and were all frantically fleeing in all directions!
Each one resembles a jumping fish on the mudflats, creating a spectacular sight.
Mu Zi'an's eyes were cold and sharp. Killing one more Xiongnu would reduce the danger to the Han people.
At this moment, Yelü Junba was wreaking havoc in Liangzhou.
Before Mu Zi'an trampled the royal court, he was determined to personally cut off his escape route!
With this thought in mind, Mu Zian gave the order expressionlessly.
"Leave no one alive! Slaughter them all!"
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