The barbarians' formation began to become restless, and the soldiers turned around one after another with panic-stricken looks on their faces.
"That's... reinforcements!" a barbarian soldier shouted in horror.
"Faster, faster!"
Shan Xiong's mouth was cracked and his face was full of fatigue. It was obvious that he had been traveling desperately for the past few days.
Behind him were three thousand cavalrymen who were dragging them into the river like a torrent!
Sweeping in like a strong wind.
His eyes sparkled with excitement, and he shouted loudly:
"Xia He! Don't die! I haven't knocked you down yet!"
When Xia He heard Shan Xiong's voice, he immediately became energetic and laughed:
"Brothers, our reinforcements are coming!"
“Go!”
Those 3,000 cavalrymen all looked extremely old, with bow legs and uneven eyes. If you have been in the army for a long time, you would know that these are the result of years of riding and shooting!
This is a real veteran with rich fighting experience!
"I never thought that there would be a day when we would step onto the battlefield again!"
"Old guys, cheer up. Haven't you been saying that you would rather die on the battlefield?"
"Here comes the chance, kill the barbarian! Hahaha!"
With Shan Xiong's cavalry joining the battlefield, the situation reversed instantly.
The veterans of Yeluo River were experienced in combat and had superb riding skills. They were like a sharp sickle, reaping the lives of the barbarians.
The barbarians' formation was completely disrupted and the soldiers began to flee in all directions.
Xia He seized the opportunity and led his cavalry to launch a counterattack.
Every swing of the spear can take the lives of several enemies, and the tip of the spear seems to be shaking with the roar of a tiger!
"roar!"
Wumuhan and Ashinatu, seeing that the situation was hopeless, could only shout with red eyes:
"Retreat! Retreat, all troops!"
The barbarian army retreated like a tide, leaving only corpses and broken weapons on the battlefield.
Even though the barbarian summoned the wolf spirit for protection, he was not immortal after all, and he would still be afraid when too many people died.
"It should be that the pain threshold, strength, and physical strength have all improved. It's not as terrible as it looks on the surface."
Xia He and his cavalry stood there, breathing heavily, their armor stained red with blood.
They looked at the barbarians going away and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"We won! We won!" A soldier raised his weapon high and shouted excitedly.
"We win! We win!" Others also responded, and their voices echoed on the battlefield like thunder.
Shan Xiong rode up to Xia He, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Boy, you are really lucky!"
Xia He smiled, his eyes firm: "Thanks to Senior Brother Shan for coming in time!"
Shan Xiong raised his eyebrows.
"You also know how to praise others?"
"I've been running myself to pieces these past few days. When we get back, you're going to fight me no matter what!"
"Okay, but first, please have a drink, Senior Brother Shan."
…
The barbarian army was finally repelled. On the Great Wall, cheers rang out one after another, and the soldiers' faces were filled with joy at surviving the disaster.
Although many people died in this battle, their hearts were filled with pride.
With less than two thousand defenders, they withstood the fierce attack of tens of thousands of barbarian troops and held out for five or six days, and finally repelled the enemy head-on!
Such a record would be a miracle that would shock the whole Qin Dynasty!
Xia He led his soldiers slowly into the city, Erpang and Ming San followed behind him. Although both of them were injured, their faces were full of excited smiles.
Erpang patted his bandaged arm and grinned:
"Brother He, don't you think it's weird? Just now on the battlefield, there were so many barbarians, but when I followed you to fight, I was not afraid at all! Instead, I felt full of strength, chopping the barbarians was like cutting vegetables!"
Ming San also smiled and nodded:
"Yeah, I find it strange too. Normally, my legs would go weak when I see so many barbarians rushing towards me, but today they fought more and more vigorously! Brother He, did you give us some strong medicine?"
The surrounding soldiers heard this and echoed:
"Yes, yes, yes! We feel the same way! Following General Xia into battle, it seems we are not afraid of anything!"
"Damn it, what kind of medicine did I give you!"
Xia He laughed and cursed a few times, but didn't say much else.
He knew that this was the effect of his ability to command troops, allowing them to display extraordinary combat effectiveness on the battlefield.
However, he did not take credit for it. Instead, he patted Erpang and Mingsan on the shoulders and said in a deep voice:
"Brothers, this battle can only be won by everyone's desperate efforts! Without you, no matter how powerful I am, I can't stop tens of thousands of barbarians."
After hearing this, everyone admired Xia He even more.
They had just witnessed Xia He's bravery on the battlefield - he killed Tuoba Lie, a powerful organ refining master, at the bone refining level, and led them to fight their way out of the barbarian army.
Who can not admire such a record?
However, Xia He knew in his heart that the key to breaking the deadlock in this battle lay in the 3,000 veterans from Yeluohe brought back by Shan Xiong.
He turned his head and looked towards the city, only to see the three thousand veterans entering the city one after another.
These old soldiers are already quite old, and some even have white hair, but their eyes are more ferocious than those of the barbarians, and the murderous aura on them is chilling.
Xia He was called into the tent, and Shan Xiong also came in with two veterans.
As soon as they entered the door, the two veterans' eyes fell on Xia He, full of admiration.
One of the veterans patted Xia He on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"Young man, we all saw what happened on the battlefield just now! You used your gun beautifully, killing one barbarian with one shot, it was really satisfying! It's quite like our style back then!"
Another veteran nodded in agreement:
"Not bad, not bad. You have such ability at such a young age. Your future is limitless! I wonder if you have joined the Four Camps?"
Xia He shook his head and replied respectfully: "To reply to your question, I have not yet joined the four camps."
Shan Ling, who was standing by, immediately responded after hearing this: "After this battle, I will personally take Junior Brother to the Xuanwu Camp."
When the two veterans heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.
One of them took out an ancient token from his bosom, looked at Shan Ling carefully, and suddenly burst into tears. He knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice:
"Your subordinate greets the deputy commander of the Xuanwu Camp!"
Shan Ling hurried forward and signaled Shan Xiong to help the old soldier up. She said softly:
"Senior, there is no need to be so polite. You are veterans of Yeluo River and have made great contributions to the Qin Dynasty. I cannot bear your respect."
The old soldier wiped his tears and choked up:
"Deputy Commander, if your uncle hadn't risked his life to plead for us and taken the blame all by himself, we would never have survived until now. It's a pity... the old commander..."
Shan Ling's expression also dimmed, and he whispered:
"I have always kept my uncle's affairs in mind. Your survival is the best consolation for him."
Xia He stood aside, listening to their conversation, and gradually understood the truth behind why these veterans were convicted.
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