Chapter 197 The only correct way to deal with the Huns is to kill them!

Fusu knew very well how difficult his current situation was.

Just now he thought he was doomed to die, so he risked everything to fight the Huns.

At that moment, he forgot the responsibilities of his country and family, and forgot how much shame it would bring to the Qin Dynasty if he fell into the hands of the enemy.

However, as fate would have it, he was rescued at the critical moment of life and death, and the person who rescued him was none other than Thirteenth Brother's men.

Originally, he planned to eliminate the Huns and then return to Xianyang to question his idle thirteenth brother why he coveted the throne.

Now, it was his Thirteenth Brother who saved his life, especially in such an embarrassing situation, how embarrassed was he?
When the guards saw that the newcomers were also from the Qin army, they immediately became alert and shouted, "Which army do you belong to? Why don't you dismount and salute when you see Prince Fusu?!"

Huo Qubing ignored his question and responded coldly: "Master Fusu, the master has ordered that if we find you, we must keep you safe."

"If you want to live, ride up and follow us!"

"There are other villages that need me to save, so I can't take care of you, young master!"

The guard was furious: "You! How dare you commit treason?!"

He drew his sword and was about to attack Huo Qubing, but was stopped by Fusu: "Forget it, I will go with you and see what my Thirteenth Brother's men are capable of."

Huo Qubing glanced at the guard and snorted coldly: "How can a useless person who can't even deal with a few Huns and can only fight among himself be compared with our young master?!"

After saying this, he said no more and turned and left with a hundred Great Snow Dragon Riders.

There were many Hun war horses left on the battlefield. Fusu took the Hun captain's agile mount, waved the whip, and followed closely behind.

The dirt roads in the countryside are winding and the red soil in the north is vast, as if it were branded by the scorching sun.

Looking up at the sky, there are only blue sky and white clouds and majestic mountains, and the rest is endless wilderness.

The Snow Dragon Riders, consisting of a hundred knights, were like a giant silver dragon, galloping through the wind, sweeping across the gullies and obstacles on the earth, and rushing towards the next village.

Fusu rode the most powerful horse of the Huns, but seemed to be struggling.

As the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, his riding and archery skills were first-rate. He thought that riding the best Hu horse, he could easily leave the Thirteenth Brother's subordinates far behind.

However, no one expected that this group of armored cavalry could still maintain such an amazing speed despite carrying such a heavy load!

Fusu had no idea that all this was thanks to Huo Qubing's care for him.

Otherwise, if the Snow Dragon Riders had switched to light armor, they would have already been hundreds of miles ahead!

Fusu rode a top-level Xiongnu warhorse, which carried his weight alone. Without even a bit of armor, he had already run dozens of miles. The horse was obviously unable to keep up, sweat was pouring down its face, and rapid white mist was coming out of its mouth and nose. It was obvious that it could not continue.

Huo Qubing had no choice but to let Fusu sit on his horse, and the two rode side by side.

It is impossible to stop and wait for Fusu's horse to recover. The opportunity for war cannot be missed!
As a result, Fusu's personal guards were left far behind, and he was the only one following Huo Qubing's horse. Feeling the Snow Dragon Riders' steadiness and swiftness like a flying bird, he was shocked beyond words!
The horse's back was broad, tall and as steady as a rock. How could this divine horse carry two people without any impact?

How come the dragon colt galloped for an hour without a trace of sweat on its body?
The sun is shining brightly!

God!

The speed has increased again!

Can it be faster?
The wind ahead is almost making it impossible to open your eyes!

Huo Qubing no longer worried about Fusu's warhorse, and the Snow Dragon Riders galloped at full speed under the order.

In an instant, Fusu felt that the scenery on both sides were retreating like a strong wind, and the wind was whistling in his ears, as if he was soaring in the air instead of running on the ground.

This speed has surpassed all the horses he has ridden before, and even a full sprint would be impossible to achieve!

However, even so, sitting on the Snow Dragon Ride, he still felt stable as if he was standing still.

Fusu thought to himself, if there is a person who has cultivated himself, and uses his true qi to protect his eyes and maintain his vision at this high speed, he will be able to shoot arrows without any impact! This is terrifying!
If you can shoot while charging at full speed, you will have an overwhelming advantage over the enemy!

The enemy wants to draw his bow and shoot at you, but his arrow may not be as fast as your horse. There is only a lightning-like shadow in front of them. How can they aim?

What surprised Fusu even more was that even though the speed was so fast, the entire team of a hundred Snow Dragon Cavalrymen was in good order. There was no sound from the people, no neighing from the horses, only the uniform sound of horse hooves. Every step they took was like an arrow shot from a bow, flying several feet!
This scene is simply unbelievable!
When did the Qin Dynasty have such iron cavalry, numbering hundreds of them?

Such cavalrymen are all capable of standing on their own in the army and can be called generals!

Although Fusu did not witness with his own eyes how the Snow Dragon Cavalry annihilated the five hundred Xiongnu cavalry in an instant, just imagining it was enough to make him dumbfounded and his jaw almost dropped.

However, the shocking moment is not far away.

The outline of the next village came into their sight.

According to the task assignment, Huo Qubing and his party were tasked with saving the village in front of them and stopping the Huns.

And the moment that follows will completely overturn Fusu's cognition!

The village is located at the foot of the mountain. A hundred or so sparsely populated thatched cottages are scattered on the yellow land, contrasting beautifully with the yellow-brown thatched houses.

The vegetation on the back mountain is sparse, and the main color is golden.

Against this golden background, a team of silver cavalry approached quietly.

As they got closer, Fusu was unable to open his eyes even with the blinding wind.

However, the wild laughter of the Xiongnu cavalry and the weeping of women and children in the village could be clearly heard.

brute!

Fusu secretly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

The closer they got to the village, the slower the speed of the Snow Dragon Riders became. Fusu caught a glimpse of women, children and girls tied up and abandoned on the open space in front of the village.

In the middle of the open space, the old, sick and disabled men and the boys who had just learned the world were all kneeling on the ground, unable to get up.

The Hun cavalry drove them together and were about to rain arrows on them!

The Xiongnu captain laughed wildly and said, "Each of you take one arrow, take turns! If you shoot any of the limbs, you will get soup tonight."

"Shot in the chest and abdomen, biscuits for dinner."

"Shoot him in the head and enjoy a meat feast at night!"

"If anyone can shoot the eyeball, after having a full meal, he can choose the women first!"

“Woo! Wow~~!!!”

When the Hun captain finished speaking, the rest of the cavalry cheered wildly.

They looked at the Han people kneeling in the center with hideous smiles on their faces.

These Han men were just their entertainment before the night banquet.

Women and children are the main course of the brave man’s feast!

Ordinary Xiongnu soldiers could only be satisfied with ordinary Han food.

The crazy laughter and arrogant attitude formed a sharp contrast with the trembling figures of the villagers. The frightened cries of children and the sobbing of women and children rose one after another.

For the Qin people, there was no need to show any mercy to the Huns. The only correct answer was to kill them!

(End of this chapter)