The Huns were completely crushed.

Although they bravely conquered the entire prairie, they defeated Da Yuezhi and Donghu to retreat.

However, in the face of the stronger, more iron-blooded Daqin Cavalry, which has completely taken the initiative, it is still like a weak lamb, unable to organize an effective line of defense at all. The soldiers have no fighting spirit and will have no intention to fight.

Especially after hearing that Touman Shanyu was captured alive, he even lost the last bit of strength to resist.

All of them just wanted to escape from this terrible place and escape from these Great Qin Killing Gods who seemed to come from hell.

In the darkness, countless people killed each other as they fought for escape routes.

After successfully capturing Touman alive, Fusu was even more ruthless and ordered to set fires everywhere in the Xiongnu camp, and then a fire broke out.

The camp, which stretched for dozens of miles without any fire prevention measures, was immediately set on fire.

The fire soaring into the sky can be clearly seen even from dozens of kilometers away.

The fire also ignited the Huns' stables. The frightened horses ran around in all directions, trampling down many Huns under their hooves.

The fire burned all night before it subsided.

This is thanks to the abundance of water and grass at this moment. Otherwise, if the grassland dries up in autumn and winter, even half of the grassland will be burned down.

When the first ray of morning light rose, even Meng Tian and others who had been prepared were completely stunned.

There are corpses everywhere for dozens of miles!

The corpse of the war horse!

The corpses of Hun soldiers!

Many were burned to ashes by the fire!

Horrible!

That night, the Huns' losses were at least around 100,000 people!

Looking at the camp reduced to ashes, even Touman Chanyu, who was already despondent, couldn't help crying.

It's so miserable.

You know, the entire Xiongnu tribe has a population of less than one million.

More than 20% of them were concentrated in the Huns' tent.

Now more than 100,000 people died at once, and the rest, led by himself, were all captured by the Qin cavalry. Not only was the Huns' vitality severely injured, but their entire backbone was broken.

After sunrise, Touman Shanyu also saw that the maximum number of Qin cavalry was only ten thousand.

Thinking of this, Touman Chanyu suddenly had an idea in his mind.

You know, in order to deal with Da Yueshi, I called on the leaders of various tribes to gather the tribal elites to join forces in the king's tent.

Altogether, there are at least 100,000 riders.

Although the individual strength is definitely not comparable to these Great Qin Killing Gods, in terms of numbers, they have an advantage of at least ten times!

And this is the prairie, the territory of the Huns!

Being alone all the time, even if they were lucky enough to get a big victory with a sneak attack, when the Huns came to their senses and faced a decisive battle, they would definitely not be the opponent of ten times the number of Huns.

I can't even run away!

Touman couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart, and he was even more reluctant to die.

"Does this guy seem to have any hope?"

"Meng Tian, please arrange for a few people who understand the Huns to interrogate him. As long as he is not killed, you can use any torture you want! Fusu glanced at Touman indifferently.

The reason why he wanted to capture Touman alive was not only to show off his martial arts, but also to maximize the value of this guy.

"Yes, sir!"

Meng Tian said with a very respectful expression.

After this unprecedented victory, he, like the rest of the army officers, had already been sincerely convinced by Fusu and regarded Fusu as the God of War of the Qin Dynasty and the pillar of the sky.

What's more, this But when it came to interrogating Touman Shanyu, the Xiongnu, the most prestigious leader in the entire prairie!

Meng Tian simply went to the battle in person, with a few personal guards who were proficient in the Xiongnu language, and gave Touman a very serious and meticulous lesson in the criminal law of the Qin Dynasty.

Touman Shanyu Yu didn't want to confess at first.

After all, he was the founder of the Xiongnu. Although he was captured alive, he still wanted to have dignity, right?

When other tribes of the Xiongnu arrived and defeated Da Qin, as long as he could escape, he would still be high on the grassland. King.

However, half an hour later, after experiencing three sets of Daqin torture, Touman, who had been pampered for a long time, completely collapsed.

"I thought he was a tough guy, but who knew he was just a loser!"

Meng Tian spat at the limp Tou Man with disdain, then found a few more high-level Huns prisoners and continued interrogation.

Soon, Meng Tian's expression became serious.

"Master, according to the confessions of Touman and others, there are currently more than 100,000 Huns cavalry coming from all directions. The fastest ones may arrive here in three days."

"Moreover, the battlefield situation last night was extremely chaotic, and our army only had 10,000 people. It was difficult to ensure that no one could escape and inform these people."

"Young Master, according to Mengtian’s opinion, we might as well withdraw!"

"If we set off now, the rest of the Xiongnu tribes will not be able to react at all. We will definitely be able to successfully withdraw to Shangjun!"

"This great victory has greatly weakened the Huns' vitality. Without ten or eight years, it is impossible for them to pose a threat to our Great Qin!"

"The young master is just in time to return to Xianyang with Touman Chan Yurong."

Meng Tian said sternly.

Fusu smiled faintly.

He could completely understand Meng Tian's thoughts.

After all, this battle was an unprecedented victory, which was enough to comfort the previous Qin kings and great Qin martyrs who died on the foreign battlefield, and ensure that Fusu ascended the throne. However, what Fusu wanted was far more than that.

Yes, if they withdraw now, it is indeed impossible for the Huns to pose a threat to Great Qin in a short time.

But ten or eight years later, will they have to do it again? Do it again?

And Fusu clearly remembers that Touman’s eldest son, Modun, was a more ruthless figure than Touman.

He was able to launch a siege of Baideng against Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, and had to bribe the Modun family to survive. , and set a precedent for marriage in the Central Plains.

No matter how scholars of later generations beautify it, in Fusu's view, marriage is a history of humiliation.

Relying on the sacrifice of a woman in exchange for temporary peace of mind, how can millions of men raise their heads? A human being?

Under such circumstances, how could Fusu let Mao Dun go and give the Huns a chance to make a comeback?

Isn't it just a hundred thousand Huns cavalry, just kill them

"Master, no!"

"Our army has lost the opportunity. It is not the way of a military strategist to use ten thousand people to deal with ten times the enemy!"

Meng Tian saw the murderous look on Fusu's face and immediately said in a hurry

"General Meng, do you know the biggest difference between the Qin people and the Huns?"

Fusu waved his hand to interrupt Meng Tian, and said with a slight smile.

Meng Tian was stunned.

Could it be that the young master has any god-level clever ideas?..................................................................................................................................

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