The Age of Universal Gods: My God is the Big Boss of the Heavens

The Qin army's combat effectiveness was already superior to that of the Huns, and in addition, there were only 300,000 Huns blocking the 500,000 Qin army.

Therefore, the two sides had been entangled for less than a quarter of an hour, and the Huns had already shown their decline.

Countless Huns were killed by the Qin army.

That is to say, the Huns are indeed fierce, otherwise the entire army would collapse with such a high casualty rate.

"What are they waiting for!"

As the coach, Meng Tian's eyes were detached from the battlefield at this moment, and his brain was running rapidly, thinking about the Huns' possible back-ups.

Suddenly an idea rushed into his brain.

Everyone knew that the Huns were not as powerful as Da Qin. If they wanted to defeat the strong with the weak, they had to attack their weaknesses.

So what is Da Qin's weakness?

"His Majesty the First Emperor!?"

Meng Tian suddenly turned his head and looked at the rear army, which was guarded by only 20,000 people.

Qin Shihuang's talents and strategies were the core of the entire Qin Dynasty, and correspondingly, he was also the weakness of the Qin Dynasty.

If the Huns besieged or even captured the First Emperor, the entire war situation would be reversed in an instant.

Thinking of this, Meng Tian no longer dared to hesitate. He quickly waved his flag and wanted to mobilize troops to protect Qin Shihuang.

However, Maodun Shanyu deliberately arranged it. The Huns were completely entangled with the Qin army regardless of casualties. Eight hundred thousand people were fighting together. Where could they mobilize troops in a short time?

Just when Meng Tian was anxious, the shocking sound of horse hooves appeared on the horizon.

I saw a group of Huns, led by Modun Shanyu, rushing towards the rear army desperately.

The leader, Maodun Shanyu, saw Ying Zheng sitting on the dragon chariot, his pupils suddenly shrank, and surprise appeared on his face.

Although he formulated a strategy to attack Huanglong after receiving the news of Ying Zheng's personal expedition, the variables involved were very large.

He was not sure about catching Ying Zheng at all, but now Ying Zheng was really in front of him, and there were only tens of thousands of people guarding him.

As long as he captures the First Emperor himself, no matter how brave the Qin soldiers are, they will no longer be a match for the Xiongnu.

Thinking of this, Mo Dun had a hint of excitement and fanaticism on his face. He was so advanced that he even disliked the speed of the horse beneath him, so he jumped off the horse and rushed towards Ying Zheng like a sharp arrow.

"Damn it!"

When Meng Tian saw this scene, he was extremely anxious, but he couldn't do anything now.

Fusu, who had been cooperating with Meng Tian in commanding the troops, looked at the anxious Meng Tian, ​​and his face became a little calmer.

He patted Meng Tian on the shoulder and said: "General Meng, now is not the time to worry about the rear. It is your mission to defeat the Huns in the front as quickly as possible!"

Then he said as if to comfort Meng Tian: "Does General Meng know about Gai Nie?"

Meng Tian nodded and said matter-of-factly: "Great Qin Sword Master, how could I not know."

Fusu nodded and said: "Due to the gift of the gods of the heavens, my father's cultivation level is astonishing at the moment. He once competed with Gai Nie in private and defeated Gai Nie in two moves. This strength is enough for him to fight in the world. Protect yourself from thousands of troops!"

Just as Fusu said, facing the charge of hundreds of thousands of troops, the expression on Qin Shihuang's face remained calm and indifferent.

At this moment, he was still looking at the battlefield ahead. He had just lost Meng Tian's command, which made Da Qin's military formation a little chaotic. However, with Fusu's comfort, Meng Tian returned to normal level at this moment.

The half-million-strong army is encroaching on the Huns bit by bit.

No matter how hard the Huns resisted, their defense line had shrunk to the limit at this moment, and behind them was the royal court of the Huns.

If he hadn't seen that Maodun Shanyu's troops were already taking Da Qin's retreat, the Emperor of Da Qin would have been trapped in a dragnet, and I was afraid that the Huns would have been defeated.

At the rear, Maodun Shanyu finally arrived in front of the Qin rear army with a hundred vulture shooters.

Most of the Huns in the rear were still on their way. He and the white-furred vulture shooters behind him showed no fear in the face of the Qin army that far outnumbered them.

The Condor Shooter is one of the few warriors among the Huns, and the entire Xiongnu only has one hundred warriors.

Each of them is a master who can compete with one hundred, and one hundred vulture shooters can even compete with an army of ten thousand people.

Looking at the Huns army that was on the verge of collapse, Modun Chanyu knew that there was not much time left for them.

In order to penetrate the Qin army's guard as quickly as possible, Maodun Chanyu directly led all the vulture shooters to form the Huns' arrows.

Maodun Shanyu is worthy of being a rare hero on the grassland for thousands of years. His strength is so strong that it even surpasses the Sword Master of the Great Qin. With him as the leader and combined with the attacks of the Condor Shooters who sacrificed their lives, the rear army of the Great Qin was visible to the naked eye. The speed was gouged.

Even though the Da Qin sergeants risked their lives and even used their bodies to block their way forward, the absolute gap in strength made all their efforts in vain.

Finally, Maodun Shanyu was only more than a hundred steps away from Ying Zheng on the dragon chariot.

For those with advanced cultivation, such as Maodun Shanyu, this distance is no different from face to face.

Looking at the Emperor who was still calm in expression and extremely majestic, even Mao Dun couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He is worthy of being the emperor of the Chinese people through the ages!

"It's a pity that you will be captured alive by me today!"

Thinking of this, Maodun Shanyu couldn't help but be filled with pride, and he raised all his energy.

He saw a series of phantoms pulling out from behind him, and like lightning, he quickly crossed a hundred steps and came to Ying Zheng.

"The Great Qin Emperor is nothing but that!"

Modun Chanyu laughed, and a big hand had already grabbed towards Ying Zheng.

"Hmph!"

Ying Zheng's face was very cold, cold enough to see through people's hearts, and then he punched directly at Maodun's big hand.

Ying Zheng's full-strength attack was so brave, and his skill of more than a hundred years gave him the power to crush metal and iron.

Even an elephant would be completely blown up if hit by this punch.

Hearing the air tearing sound around Ying Zheng's fist, Maodun Chanyu's face showed a trace of horror.

It must be said that he is indeed extraordinary, and he can react to this situation.

He stepped forward and twisted his waist, and directly spun in the air, barely dodging Ying Zheng's punch.

"You actually have such a strong martial arts practice. It's a bit surprising that the weak Chinese people have such a strong emperor!"

Seeing that Ying Zheng did not pursue, Maodun Chanyu asked with a trace of surprise on his face.

"The foundation of China is beyond your imagination. Under the protection of the gods, every Chinese is like a dragon. Today, the Qin Empire will destroy you, the Xiongnu. Tomorrow, the flag of the Qin Empire will fly over every inch of land under the sun!"

Thinking of the sacrificial runes that have been almost completed on the battlefield, Ying Zheng felt a little excited.

The second sacrifice of the Qin Empire, which is also the first sacrifice to destroy the country, is about to begin!