Chapter 548 When were Han'er afraid of the Huns?!

"Woooooooo..."

The horn sounded with a whimper.

The Huns came one after another.

He held a weapon in his hand and had a ferocious smile on his face.

When facing the real elite troops of the Han Dynasty, they were submissive, but when facing the farmers of the Han Dynasty, they could really hit hard!

With a strong superiority mentality.

Many of the militiamen who were guarding here became nervous when they saw the shouting Huns coming.

Even if they had experienced training before and were extremely angry with the Huns, it could not change the fact that they had never been on the battlefield before.

It would be strange not to be nervous.

"Don't panic, everyone. It's no different from normal training. You guys can just follow the usual training!"

"The Huns are just my big man's dogs. How can the owner be afraid of dogs?"

"Follow my orders in a moment. I will yell smash, and then we will smash the rocks down together to kill these dogs!"

The missionary officers with red cloths tied on their arms, as well as the instructors who stayed in Fengyi County to train the militiamen, all spoke out to encourage their militiamen and told them not to panic.

These instructors are all veterans or officers who have retired from the ranks.

They are people who have actually been on the battlefield.

It's just that most of them have been injured on the battlefield, or are older and have been streamlined.

Because of his outstanding performance in the military, he was assigned the task of training militiamen for Guanzhong.

These people, as well as the preachers, are the backbone of these militias.

This is also where Jia Xu’s confidence lies.

Otherwise, even if Jia Xu wants to go all out and bring such a group of militiamen, he will feel scared...

With the shouts of the missionaries and instructors, these nervous militiamen seemed much calmer at this time.

I'm still nervous, but at least I'm not as nervous as before.

"Gululu..."

"Bang!"

But there were still some surprises.

Because they were too nervous, some people could not withstand the pressure of the Huns constantly charging and approaching. They forgot to give instructions and threw rocks in their hands at the Huns without waiting for the order from the instructor in charge.

After this person took the lead, many nervous people began to throw stones.

The instructor was so angry that he repeatedly stopped him...

Even the position they were in now was considered condescending to the Huns who came over.

But because of the premature throwing, it did not cause much damage to these Huns.

Only a few Huns were hit by stones and screamed.

Seeing this kind of performance, the Huns who came with their troops and horses couldn't help laughing.

These Han farmers are indeed farmers.

Farmers who only know how to farm are really too reluctant to come to fight.

Amidst the roar of laughter, they attacked faster and became more ferocious in their hearts.

Such farmers dare to stop them and attack them. They are really desperate!

This is where the seemingly chaotic battle begins.

The Huns became ferocious and kept attacking upwards.

"Don't be afraid! Just do it! Just hit it with rocks! Aim and hit!"

"The Lancers!

Lancers get ready!"

"Everyone pick up their spears and follow the usual training. When the dog thief comes up, he will poke them!"

The missionaries and instructors shouted loudly and commanded the people they needed to command to stabilize the militia.

Let them not panic.

After killing and injuring dozens of people, the Huns finally rushed up and slashed at the militiamen with their swords.

This was a twenty-year-old militiaman who had never fought before. He was rushed to the front by the Huns. He panicked for a moment and didn't know what to do.

"puff!"

Just as he was about to be chopped down by the Hun's knife, a spear stabbed out from the side and hit the Hun's left waist, then penetrated from there!

The spear was suddenly withdrawn, bringing out a pool of blood.

The Huns screamed and fell to the ground.

The person who took action was a gray-haired man, an instructor. He was a veteran in the past. Later, the troops were streamlined. When he got older, he was asked to come down.

"Did you see that?

These guys are dogs. The more scared you are, the more aggressive they will become. If you shoot them out, they will immediately lie on the ground and become dead dogs!

Come on, don't be afraid, take out your gun and stab this guy to death!

Others are going to kill you, why don’t you dare to kill others?

Why are you so cowardly?!

Do you dare?

I don’t dare to go home and hold my child!

Don’t be embarrassed here!”

After stabbing the Huns to the ground with one shot, the instructor said this to the young militiaman next to him, asking him to take out his gun and stab the Huns to death who was still alive after he stabbed him to the ground.

After seeing the young militiaman hesitating and cowering, he suddenly became furious and shouted at the young militiaman.

The young militiaman blushed.

"I won't go back!!"

He roared loudly.

"Die to me!"

He roared angrily and stabbed out with a fierce shot, nailing the Hun who was staring at him after he fell to the ground.

After nailing it through, he fired two more shots to kill the Huns completely.

"This is more or less the same as me, the son of the Han family!"

When the instructor saw this, a smile appeared on his face.

After the first Huns rushed up, more Huns soon rushed up.

These militiamen, after all, are militiamen. They have never experienced fighting or seen blood. Even if they have experienced training before, come with anger, and have instructors around them, as well as missionary officers giving instructions and encouragement, and on-site teaching, it will be the same.

It's a loss.

After contact, heavy casualties soon occurred.

As the Huns surged upward in waves, the casualties continued to increase.

Soon, some places began to feel overwhelmed and showed signs of collapse.

Doge, who was standing behind and conducting the command, had a ferocious smile on his face when he saw this scene.

Even if these Han people could predict that they and others would lead an army to attack from here, what could they do?

If you don't send regular troops and horses, just put some farmers here, you can't stop them at all!

"Blow the horn!"

He ordered aloud.

"Let the warriors work harder and scatter these damn Han farmers in one fell swoop!

Let them see the power of our great Huns! Let them feel what despair is!"

"Woooooooo..."

As soon as his order was issued, the horn sounded to urge the attack.

As the horn sounded, the Huns, who were already charging upwards with high morale, immediately headed upwards at a faster speed and more desperately, trying to defeat the Han Chinese blocking them in one fell swoop!

They have such certainty.

The militiamen guarding here are on the verge of collapse in many places after previous battles.
To be continued...