Han Khan

Chapter 124, Victory

That night, on the flat northern slope of Mount Tannu, was the main camp of the Dubo people.

At this moment, the changes among the Dubo people were from top to bottom. Many heads of small tribes were ready to lead the warriors of various clans to escape, but because of the threat from the leader of the large tribe, Shulun Timur, they had to insist on fighting.

Therefore, if the leader of the Dubo tribe, Shulun Timur, could be killed or captured at this time, the battle would be over. Alternatively, the fight could continue and all the enemy warriors would be wiped out, forcing them to be defeated.

Zhang Sheng looked around and saw that there were more than a dozen guards beside him killing the enemies together.

He immediately pointed at Shulun Timur, who was heavily guarded in front of a huge felt tent, and said fiercely:

"All warriors, follow me to attack Huanglong, kill the enemy leader, charge!!!"

"As you command, Your Highness!"

Zhang Sheng led the charge. He held the lance in both hands and thrust left and right, piercing the enemies one by one on the spot. The guards behind him charged forward with their guns in hand and instantly defeated the stragglers who were blocking their advance.

Many guards who were engaged in the melee gave up fighting with the enemy, turned their horses around and joined the charge.

At this moment, Zhang Sheng took the lead and galloped towards the direction where Shulun Timur was. His eyes were fixed on the other party, full of firmness and determination.

Behind him, there were nearly a hundred guards in iron armor, following him and charging forward. They worked closely together, like a sharp arrow, piercing straight into the enemy's heart.

Along the way, Zhang Sheng wielded the lance in his hand, and every swing made a sharp sound, piercing the enemies in front of him one by one. His movements were swift and accurate, not giving the enemy any chance to breathe, and screams echoed throughout the camp.

The guards advanced forward in neat formations, their spears like a dense forest, making it impossible for the enemy to break through their defenses.

Under the leadership of Zhang Sheng, the team rushed towards Shulun Timur like a torrent, which was unstoppable.

Their momentum is shocking, as if it can break through all obstacles.

Faced with such an attack, Shulun Timur's face became solemn.

He realized that the enemy before him was no ordinary person, but the reason he could become the leader was not only because his family had been a powerful clan of the Dubo tribe for generations, but also because he himself was a powerful warrior.

He raised the axe in his hand, looked at Zhang Sheng who was getting closer and closer, and the more than a hundred elite warriors behind him, ready for battle. As long as the enemy entered his attack range, the axe in his hand would surely chop the enemy off his horse.

However, Zhang Sheng was very fast and arrived in front of Shulun Timur in a blink of an eye. He held the horse lance with both hands, aimed at Shulun Timur and stabbed him fiercely.

But Shulun Timur showed no sign of weakness. He swung the giant axe in his hand to block the dangerous attack. Then he quickly raised the axe, stepped out with his right leg, twisted his body, and swung the axe towards Zhang Sheng.

Looking at the deadly axe, Zhang Sheng felt scared and his whole body turned cold. He quickly jumped up and landed on the horse's back to avoid the attack, but his warhorse was unlucky and was split in half.

In a blink of an eye, the situation became extremely critical for Zhang Sheng.

In order to avoid falling to the ground, he instantly thrust the lance heavily into the ground, and then used the lance's elasticity.

The whole person kicked Shulun Timur's chest with his feet like a huge arrow, who had no time to dodge. The man fell to the ground, but immediately swung the giant axe on the ground and chopped towards Zhang Sheng who had landed.

When Zhang Sheng jumped to avoid the attack, the man quickly stood up, holding the giant axe in both hands, and circled around Zhang Sheng, always on the defensive or ready to kill Zhang Sheng.

At this critical moment, Zhang Sheng drew out his lance and threw it heavily at him, but of course it was dodged.

But he quickly drew out the sword from his waist, swiftly moved to Shulun Timur's left side, and chopped him down fiercely.

In an instant, the enemy's left arm fell to the ground. Shulun Timur, who had lost his arm, was bleeding profusely and screaming, and his giant axe also fell to the ground.

Then Zhang Sheng held the sword in his right hand and stabbed Shulun Timur, who was rolling and screaming on the ground. His body was torn into pieces in an instant, and blood rushed out like a fountain, splashing all over Zhang Sheng.

The people from Jinhan and Dubo around were all staring in amazement at Zhang Sheng, who looked like a devil and covered in blood.

Suddenly, the nearby guards who had come to their senses shouted:
"Haotian is above, the emperor is mighty..." "Haotian is great, the emperor is brave..."

Zhang Sheng shouted angrily: "I have killed the leader of the Dubo tribe, Shulun Timur. All Dubo people will not be killed if they surrender!"

The Dubo people and Jinhan people who were fighting turned their heads and looked towards the tent of the Dubo leader.

With the help of the firelight in the camp, they saw a warrior covered in blood and wearing iron armor, holding a knife in one hand and grabbing a bleeding head with the other.

All the armed warriors of the Dubo tribe fell into great chaos, and the crowd suddenly became turbulent. Zhang Sheng could see clearly that many Jinhan people were hacking and killing the Dubo people around them while the Dubo people were stunned.

At this moment, all Jin Han people knew that Jin Han's victory was certain, so they were extremely eager, but they did not give up and continued to attack the enemy.

At this moment, the Dubo people's mental defenses completely collapsed! Zhang Sheng watched helplessly as a small Dubo leader resolutely led his people and rushed out of the camp like a tide.

Once the precedent was set, others followed suit, and the trend of fleeing quickly spread, eventually causing the entire Dubo tribe to fall into chaos.

However, Zhang Sheng did not intend to let go of these enemies who attempted to attack Jinhan easily. If they were allowed to escape and regroup, then the battle would become meaningless.

It won't be long before the Dubo people here will rise again and pose a huge threat to Jin Han. Therefore, he made a prompt decision and sent Zhang Langjieri, Yin Shanxiong and Boniek to lead the army to pursue the remaining forces of the Dubo people.

At this time, Zhang Sheng picked up a bucket of water from the camp and poured it over himself without hesitation. In an instant, the blood of the enemy and the blood of the warhorse that had been stained on his body washed down to the ground along with the water flow.

At this moment, it was almost dawn, but the temperature was still low. However, Zhang Sheng was already exhausted from the fierce battle, and he also felt hot from the fierce battle, so he didn't feel the slightest bit of cold.

In the Dubo camp, Zhang Sheng sat quietly on a huge rock, with his sword casually resting on his legs. His eyes were calm and firm, like a pool of deep water without ripples.

At this moment, he was staring at the camp that was once prosperous but now in ruins and filled with smoke. After a hard battle, he finally won the moment of victory, and now it was time to taste the fruits of victory.

After a night of fierce fighting, all the surviving soldiers were exhausted, as if all the strength had been drained away from them.

However, under Zhang Sheng's strict orders and urgent urging, they did not have any chance to breathe.

Because they had to capture and drive together all the fleeing Dubo prisoners of war and the slaves of the Dubo tribe.

So the soldiers dragged their heavy steps and quickly took action.

They mercilessly hunted down every fleeing enemy and did not let any one escape.

When they succeeded in gathering all the prisoners and slaves together, they immediately moved them to the outskirts of the camp, away from the raging fire.

Next, they began to clean up the battlefield, find scattered horses and gather them up, and finally, they had to build a temporary camp to ensure that everyone could get proper rest and protection.

This series of work kept them busy until late at night before they were able to take a short break.

The next morning, when the clouds in the east gradually turned red, heralding the arrival of a new day, the three leaders finally returned to the camp. Zhang Sheng personally went forward to welcome them.

In this battle, the three regiment commanders performed well, fought bravely and made great achievements. Seeing Zhang Sheng coming to greet them personally, the three of them quickly dismounted and knelt to salute, expressing their respect and gratitude to him.

Due to the long battle, they were exhausted and even had some difficulty getting off their horses, their bodies shaking involuntarily. Zhang Sheng saw this and immediately pointed to the guards beside him.

Several guards quickly stepped forward and carefully helped the three captains up.

The soldiers they led were equally exhausted, the blood on their bodies had already coagulated, and their faces were filled with fatigue.

Their eyelids kept trembling, as if they would close at any moment and fall asleep.

(End of this chapter)