Chapter 195 People say that you people from the Central Plains are smart, but that’s all!

The loss of Yanmen Pass would have been bad enough, but what was worse was that Meng Tian and the main force of the border troops had disappeared, and the team of a hundred people led by Fusu was like a kite with a broken string, with nowhere to return home.

At the critical moment of life and death, Fusu led everyone to witness the Hun cavalry wreaking havoc on the village.

Young men were brutally murdered, boys were killed, and women, children and girls were abducted.

He was furious, his eyes bulging.

"How dare you touch the people of the Great Qin?!"

He immediately led his personal guards and rushed forward bravely. Although the ending was tragic, he survived thanks to the desperate protection of his fellow villagers and guards.

After traveling through several villages, he could only gather some young and middle-aged people who had fled, but he was unable to save the elderly, the weak and the children.

At this moment, hundreds of them were hiding in the mountains near the village, and learned that the village was about to be attacked by a hundred Hun cavalry.

The sky in the north is clear, the mountain wind is howling, and the scorching sun is burning the earth.

Fusu and his men hid in the mountains and forests, holding swords and farm tools in their hands, touching their cracked lips lightly, waiting for the enemy to come.

This village is mostly populated by the elderly and children. Even if they were warned in advance, it would be difficult for them to escape the pursuit from a distance, not to mention that the other side is cavalry.

While waiting, Fusu pondered the current predicament of the country.

How could the prosperous Qin Dynasty suddenly fall into a situation of internal and external difficulties?
Why did his father pass away suddenly? Why did he, as the eldest son, receive the news so late?

And how did the Thirteenth Brother eliminate the Minister of the Imperial Chariots overnight, win over the court officials, and usurp the throne?

As the legitimate heir to the throne of the Qin Dynasty, he commands 300,000 border troops and is training in the northern border. Isn't Thirteenth Brother afraid that he will lead his troops back and settle all this?

At this critical moment, Fusu was confused as to why a Khan named Maodun suddenly emerged from the Huns, who had been suppressed by them for hundreds of years?

Meng Tian, ​​the general who had fought in many battles and had frontier soldiers under his command who were all known for their bravery, was unexpectedly attacked by the Huns, resulting in the loss of Yanmen Pass!

The glory of the Qin Dynasty seemed to be eroded by wind and rain and became turbulent in an instant during his short journey from the northern border to Xianyang.

Caught in internal and external difficulties, any end may become the eye of the storm that subverts this huge empire!
At this moment, as the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, Fusu must step forward and turn the tide. First, he must resist the Huns and drive them back to their homeland, and then return to Xianyang to stabilize the country.

The little Thirteen who once only knew how to laugh and play, let him continue to be willful now.

At present, the invasion of the Huns is the primary threat facing the Qin Dynasty!

As his thoughts surged, Fusu stood on the top of the mountain, leading the sick, the weak, the old and the young, preparing to launch a surprise attack on the hundreds of Hun cavalrymen who were about to arrive.

There is no fear in his heart, only endless responsibility towards the country!
He wants to save the Qin Dynasty and protect the peace of the millions of people behind him.

Time passes quietly like running water.

At the foot of the mountain, in the villages, the elderly, the weak, women and children had already taken cover, and some soldiers also hid in people's houses, waiting for the right moment to launch an attack.

The sun was setting, and after noon, the rhythm of horse hooves could finally be heard in the distance.

Fusu stared into the distance, where dust was flying. Based on his combat experience, he judged that there were about a hundred riders coming.

His prediction was accurate!

The Huns usually only sent about a hundred cavalrymen to attack such small villages.

In fact, facing the villagers who had no power to resist, a dozen Huns were enough to sweep away everything.

However, the purpose of the hundred cavalrymen going out on the expedition was mainly to plunder property so that they could carry it back with them!

Soon, a hundred bearded Hun cavalrymen broke into the village, quickly dispersed, set fire to houses, and looted food. Their evil deeds were as smooth as flowing water.

Fusu narrowed his eyes slightly, estimated that the time had come, and waved his hand decisively!

"kill!"

He led the way down the hill, followed by dozens of personal guards, and then hundreds of strong villagers. The shouts of killing shook the sky, and Fusu led the crowd to gallop down the hill. However, their surprise attack did not cause the enemy to panic at all.

Even as soon as they appeared, the Hun cavalry quickly drew their weapons and deployed themselves in the village.

Fusu's heart trembled. The enemy came well prepared!

But at this moment, when he saw an old man being dragged out of his home by the Huns, the situation no longer allowed him to retreat back to the mountain.

As the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, he adhered to the Confucian doctrine of benevolence and could not sit idly by and watch his people suffer from the cruelty of the Huns!
"kill!"

Fusu roared again and led his men into people's homes, engaging in close combat with the Xiongnu cavalry.

Swords clashed and shouts of killing were heard everywhere.

The howling mountain wind, the blazing flames, the splattering blood, and the children's terrified screams intertwined into a chaotic symphony.

Fusu led people to fight fiercely with the Huns in various places in the village, launching a life-and-death battle.

However, he did not realize that when they bravely broke into the village and their view was blocked by the scattered houses, hundreds of Hun cavalry swept in like a storm outside the village.

This was obviously a carefully calculated plan targeting Fusu and his hundreds of men, a deadly trap!

He swung his sword and just knocked down a Hun soldier who broke into the old man's house. He jumped out of the door and found three more enemies in front of him.

Fusu went forward without hesitation, and with his fearless bravery, he killed dozens of enemy soldiers in a short moment!

However, in the midst of the killing, he gradually felt something strange. Although the enemy had only a hundred riders, it seemed as if they could never be killed.

The number of guards around him was decreasing, while the number of enemies seemed endless.

At this moment, except for him and a few dozen guards who could still resist, the remaining hundreds of civilians, holding their belongings, fought against the Huns, which was like hitting a rock with an egg, and were destined to be outnumbered.

A large number of Hun cavalry swarmed in, and the civilians only held on for a short moment before falling under the rain of arrows.

Fusu led the remaining guards to clear a house and rushed to the open space in the center of the village, where he was stunned.

In the open space, the old men, women and children of the village were all there, as well as many of the hundreds of familiar faces that had rushed down the mountain together, mixed in with them.

They all knelt in the center, surrounded by dozens of Huns holding bows and arrows, on guard with bowstrings taut, intimidating everyone.

Anyone who tries to escape only needs to move, and with a "whoosh" the sharp arrows will nail them to the ground!

The leader was a bearded man. When he saw Fusu, he suddenly laughed wildly:

"Hahahaha!"

"It is said that you people from the Central Plains are very intelligent, know how to set up traps, are good at ambushes, and know how to intercept halfway!"

"But have you ever thought that our Great Chanyu would not notice that hundreds of men were suddenly missing from the surrounding villages?!"

"Do you really think that the Huns are always stupid enough to send only a hundred people from each village and then fall into your trap obediently?!"

"Hahahaha!"

"I think your cleverness is only this much!"

"Someone, take these people down for me!"

Fusu suddenly stood still, his heart broken.

I wanted to save the Qin Dynasty, turn the tide, and eliminate internal and external threats.

Unexpectedly, this small village fell into the control of the Xiongnu...

(End of this chapter)