Chapter 122: Huns: God’s punishment! This is God’s punishment!
Amid this earth-shattering roar, the entire battlefield seemed to have fallen into a brief silence.

The sound comes first.

moment!!
Deafening thunders split the sky, and the rear of the Hun army suddenly fell into chaos.

Countless people were blown away by the invisible force, broken limbs and arms splattered everywhere, and blood dyed the grassland red.

The rumbling sounds continued, and every explosion took away countless Xiongnu lives. Their bodies were directly shattered in the artillery fire, and screams and wails were heard one after another! !
King Guli was horrified. He had never seen such a terrifying weapon before. What...what was this? !

The Huns beside him screamed in fear, their faces turned pale, "This is a punishment from heaven! This is a punishment from heaven!!!"

They cried out in terror, as if the disaster was a punishment from God.

The roar of cannons shook the earth and heaven, and every roar seemed to announce the arrival of the power of destruction.

Under the ravages of this artillery, the morale of the Huns completely collapsed!
In the blink of an eye, dust flew up behind the Hun army. Countless Huns mounted their horses and fled in panic, with no time to pay attention to the battlefield ahead!

The escape of one person was like an ant on a collapsed dam, instantly triggering a chain reaction, with more and more people joining the ranks of the fleeing! !
A gleam of light flashed in Meng Tian's eyes. He tightly grasped the Qin sword in his hand, pointed the tip of the sword directly at the Xiongnu army, and shouted in a deep voice: "Soldiers, the Xiongnu army is already scattered, follow me!"

There is no suspense in this battle anymore.

The roar of artillery was deafening, as if the god of thunder had descended to the earth and the earth was shaking!
The shells flew out like something from outer space, carrying destructive power, cutting through the sky and striking directly at the fleeing Hun army! !

Meng Tian was wearing iron armor and had a sharp gaze. He stood on a high ground and overlooked the entire battlefield.

The morale of the soldiers was greatly boosted. They had witnessed the power of the artillery and knew that the Huns could not withstand this destructive force at all!

The 50,000 Qin cavalry behind him were like unsheathed swords, quietly waiting for the order to attack!
"Soldiers!" Meng Tian raised his sword high and shouted, "Our enemies are ahead! They have been defeated. Now is the time for us to show our strength for the Qin! Kill!"

The Huns were defeated and fled in all directions under the shock of artillery fire.

"Behead King Guli!! Capture the Xiongnu Chanyu alive!!!"

Fire, smoke, and wailing constitute a picture of doomsday!

They had never thought that the Qin Dynasty could actually create such a terrifying weapon. This was far beyond their understanding.

The sun was blazing, and the atmosphere under the sky and above the battlefield was solemn and murderous.

Amid the roar of artillery, the Xiongnu army fell into unprecedented panic and chaos...

At this moment.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The shells landed, and every explosion sounded like the death knell of doom, playing a dirge for the Hun army! !
The power of the projectile was like a meteorite impact, tearing the Hun's formation into pieces.

Countless people were deeply shocked and followed Meng Tian closely, rushing towards the Xiongnu army! !
On the battlefield, the Qin army was like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable.

His voice was loud and firm, like a horn on the battlefield, inspiring the Qin soldiers to advance bravely!

The power of the artillery shook the entire grassland and also shook the hearts of the Huns.

"Kill! Kill!! Kill!!!"

Fifty thousand soldiers shouted in unison, shaking the sky.

Then, like tigers out of their cages, they charged into the battlefield with spears erect, whipped their horses, and began a cold and efficient harvest! The Huns were already frightened by the bombardment of artillery, and now faced with the wolf-like Qin cavalry, they were even more defeated.

They tried to resist, but under the iron hoofs, they could only turn into blood mist!
On the battlefield, the sounds of wailing, horse hooves, and armor colliding intertwined together to form a tragic symphony.

Meng Tian and his cavalry are the most dazzling notes in this symphony. They are like sickles, ruthlessly reaping lives on the battlefield.

"The general is mighty! The Qin Dynasty is mighty!" The soldiers shouted as they charged forward. Their voices were full of passion and ambition, as if they were going to put the whole world under their feet.

The battlefield at this moment is their stage, and they are the masters of this world.

The might of artillery and the power of cavalry together composed a doomsday elegy and added a strong touch to this battle!
Meng Tian took the lead, leading the way, and led his personal guards to rush into the enemy camp like a tiger descending from the mountain!
His iron armor flashed a cold light in the sun, and with a long sword in his hand, he was like a god of war, invincible.

King Guli originally intended to take the opportunity to escape, but when he looked around, he saw the iron cavalry led by Meng Tian rushing towards him like a torrent, and his way of escape was cut off.

There was a flash of despair in his eyes, his heart beat as fast as a drum, and fear was like an icy snake, winding up his spine!

Meng Tian was so angry that every time he swung his sword, elite Xiongnu soldiers fell! !
Even the bravest Hun warriors seemed so vulnerable in front of Meng Tian!
His sword seemed to carry the force of thunder, making the enemy terrified! !

King Guli's face became paler and paler. The roar of artillery around him was like thunder, which made him terrified.

He watched Meng Tian getting closer and closer, and the fear in his heart surged like a tide!

His knees went weak and he collapsed to the ground, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away, leaving only endless fear and despair.

Meng Tian rode on his warhorse, looking down coldly at King Guli who was slumped on the ground!

There was no trace of mercy in his eyes, only cold murderous intent!
Then he raised his sword high and swung it down, and King Guli's head fell off.

The surrounding Hun elite were deeply shocked by this thrilling scene, their eyes filled with fear and awe.

Meng Tian's bravery and cruelty made them terrified, as if they had seen the real god of death.

The entire battlefield fell into deathly silence at this moment, with only the roar of artillery and the sound of Meng Tian's cavalry's hooves echoing!

When Meng Tian's personal soldiers saw their commander behead King Guli, their morale was immediately boosted, and they rushed forward one after another like tigers descending from the mountains.

They dismembered King Guli's body to vent their excitement and ecstasy!!
"King Guli is dead, King Guli is dead!!!"

A personal soldier held up the head of King Guli, galloped through the army on his horse, and shouted loudly.

His voice was full of excitement and pride, as if at this moment, they were not only fighting for their country, but also for glory and dignity!

He held King Guli's head tightly in his hand. Wherever he went, the Huns were terrified and retreated in all directions.

Meng Tian rode on his warhorse, slowly put away his sword, and exhaled.

The murderous aura on him suddenly disappeared, as if he had turned from a god of war back into a mortal.

However, his eyes were still firm and deep, revealing an unparalleled domineering attitude.

"Pass the order down," Meng Tian ordered in a deep voice, "Let the army capture the Xiongnu prisoners and clean up the battlefield. As for those who are still alive and injured, kill them all cleanly!"

Although his voice was calm, it revealed an unquestionable majesty.

(End of this chapter)