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Northern Xinjiang, Hukou Pass.

The 150,000 soldiers in northern Xinjiang fought with the Xiongnu army of nearly 500,000 people.

Su Yongming, who was covered in blood, was holding a long knife and was surrounded by enemy troops. He raised the knife and quickly harvested the Huns soldiers who were trying to break through the last line of defense in northern Xinjiang.

Several lieutenants who were covering Su Yongming saw the Hun cavalry approaching not far away, and saw that the Daqian soldiers were about to lose their strength.

If they go against the Huns' aggressive attack this time, they will be slaughtered soon.

One of the lieutenants shouted hoarsely: "General! Go back to the city! If we don't go back to Hukou Pass, we won't be able to defend it!"

Su Yongming's eyes turned red, and his blood-red eyes could only see the ambitious Hun soldiers.

Several lieutenants looked at each other, and while fighting, they dragged Su Yongming out of the encirclement with strong movements.

Su Yongming, who was dragged back to the city, listened to the deafening fighting outside the city and the shock of the approaching Xiongnu cavalry, and the hand holding the long knife trembled slightly.

His blood-stained eyes glanced at the embarrassed lieutenants around him, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Call all soldiers and generals back to the city!"

"yes!"

A lieutenant quickly boarded the city gate.

The rapid drum beat sounded, and the Daqian soldiers who were fighting with the Huns soldiers under the city gate quickly evacuated.

The Xiongnu soldiers pursued him closely, approaching the gate of Hukou Pass.

The city gates of Hukou Pass were tightly closed and became the last line of defense to stop the Xiongnu.

At the foot of the city, the middle-aged man sitting on a war horse being commanded by an army of half a million Huns, was Hu Yankun, the Great Chanyu of the Huns.

His sinister and greedy eyes looked at the city gate in front of him wantonly, and the corners of his lips curved in a gloomy way.

Hu Yankun muttered a few words to the people around him.

Soon, tens of thousands of Huns soldiers holding bows and arrows rushed forward.

Su Yongming, who had just entered the city gate, saw this and immediately shouted: "Everyone squat down!"

A dense rain of dark arrows rushed towards him, and the wall behind him was pierced by countless sharp arrows.

The Dagan flag planted on the tower was broken.

This is a signal that the Hukou Pass can really not be defended.

Soon, a group of soldiers holding defensive shields rushed up from the city gate. They took over from the soldiers who had escaped death to guard the city tower.

Under the city tower, the Huns did not shoot arrows again.

A general who was closest to Huyankun's Great Chanyu shouted loudly to the people on the city tower: "General Su, open the city gate, and those who surrender will not be killed! Otherwise, when I, the Huns, with 500,000 men, attack the city, everyone will be killed." Die under their iron cavalry!”

This is a clear threat, they want to massacre the city!

Su Yongming turned pale with anger. Having dealt with the Xiongnu for so long, he knew the nature of these people very well.

Predation and greed are forever engraved in the blood of the Huns.

There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers at Hukou Pass, and hundreds of thousands of northern Xinjiang people in the city.

Once the Xiongnu stepped into the tiger's mouth, death was waiting for them.

Su Yongming gritted his teeth and roared: "Where are the archers?!"

"exist!"

"exist!"

"exist!"

A deafening roar sounded behind him, with unprecedented hatred in his voice, and a cruelty that looked down upon death.

Su Yongming clenched the sword in his hand: "Shoot all enemies approaching the city gate!"

He ordered the lieutenants around him to pour molten iron on the city gate, prepare for a fire attack, and carry the hot water that had been heated up to the tower.

The Xiongnu saw that Su Yongming was prepared to fight to the end and immediately launched a strong attack.

Round after round of dense arrow rains attacked the tower, and soon a batch of arrows were ignited by the flames of the arrow rain, which pushed back the Huns climbing the tower and scattered the solid human ladders.

Facing the rain of rockets that swept through them, the momentum of the Huns climbing the tower stalled.

The screams continued, and a large number of Huns soldiers fell to death.