The first rays of the morning sun shone on the Shuofang walls, gilding the mottled walls with a layer of orange. The black marks on the city walls, and the corpses strewn beneath the city, many crows were struggling to eat their breakfast.

On the streets of Shuofang, everything made of wood is emitting smoke. In some places, the embers have not been completely extinguished. The flames swaying in the wind seem to show people how fierce the battle of the work is.

Qin Qiong couldn't believe it when she saw Yun Hao's time. The unkempt and dusty guy in front of him who walked with a limp was Yun Hao who was in the wind in the jade tree.

"Brother Hao!" Qin Qiong threw down the golden wedge covered with blood and brains, and walked over to Yun Hao.

"Uncle Qin!" Yun Hao threw himself into Qin Qiong's arms, crying like a doll in a month. The soldiers behind him collapsed on the ground one by one, and they didn't even seem to have the strength to move their fingers.

The Turks fled, and Ashnasmo, who had withdrawn from the city, was only able to protect Jieli and the remaining tribes and retreat north into the steppe. More than 100,000 Han Chinese who had been plundered were left behind, and Liu Wenjing promised the Turks that they would not have to give them. More than 20,000 Turks were killed in this battle, not including the herdsmen who died at the hands of Cheng Yanjin.

But of the 8,000 Zuowu guards guarding Shuofang City, there are only more than 2,000 left. In just two days, nearly 6,000 Tang soldiers were buried in this desolate city.

War is cruel, and Yun Hao now finally has a full understanding of war. In the past, he relied on his golden finger to wantonly slaughter those with low scientific and technological skills. Yun Hao thought of the three-body problem, and the war he experienced before was almost the Tang version of the dimensionality reduction attack.

This time, Yun Hao can be regarded as having truly seen the war of real swords and guns. There is no half-falsehood in this, when fierce people like Xiong Kuohai are fighting with their arms hanging, Yun Hao really thinks that he can't survive this time.

Li Er glanced at Shuofang City, which was shrouded in faint blue smoke, and the Tang character flag with black characters on a red background was still hanging on the city tower. It's just that the flag has already broken many big holes. A corner was also burned by the fire, and it was blown by the wind.

The city gate couldn't enter, and Li Er could only walk in along the gap dug out by the Turks. Along the way, the eldest grandson Wuji and Du Ruhui were still talking about the chaos and the tragedy of this battle, but when they saw the corpse mountain, no one had the interest to speak.

The streets were littered with corpses, some of which moved suddenly. When I looked closely, I realized that it was a soldier who was tired and paralyzed on the side of the street. Li Er had never seen such a dense corpse, he had seen more than this, but he had really never seen such a dense corpse.

Every step is a step over blood and corpses. A thick bloody aura permeated every corner of Shuofang City, and bloodthirsty crows did not dare to land in the city.

"After this battle, I will add another iron-blooded general to Datang." Du Ruhui looked at Shuo Fang, who was covered in blood, and said with his sleeves folded.

Li Er nodded, and everyone had no objections. I used to think that Yun Hao, the marquis, was fortunate to come in. The fierce generals in the army did not believe a word about the achievements he had achieved. Now after seeing the tragic scene of Shuofang, no one has any more words.

War merit is war merit, and war result is war result. The corpse that is really placed here silently proves Yun Hao's military exploits. This time, even the people of the eldest grandson's family didn't gossip!

"Your Highness!" There are naturally those who are proud, and there are those who are frustrated, and Liu Wenjing is undoubtedly the most frustrated person in Shuofang City now. As the right servant of the Tang Dynasty, he successfully facilitated peace talks with the Turks. It was supposed to be a feat, but now it's very ironic. Even a three-year-old child knows that peace that comes from words is the reality of a sword.

In his heart, he counted on Yun Hao to fight a big defeat, and he would have more room to shine between the court and the Turks. But now that Yun Hao has won a big battle, Datang has no precedent for dealing with a victorious general.

Li Er helplessly picked up Liu Wenjing, who was covered in dust, and the goods were tied up in the city tower for a night. No one in the Tang army cared about him, and the Turks didn't even care. This servant was tied up to listen to the various voices coming from the entire Shuofang City.

"Lord Servant, everything is a misunderstanding. Yun Hao is a stubborn boy, and the Lone King will let him apologize to the servant! Looking at Liu Wenjing's appearance, Li Er pursed his lips helplessly. This guy is a hot potato now, and the veteran Li Erer didn't say a word, picked up a shovel and began to make mud.

Everyone present knew that according to Yun Hao's temper, he would never apologize to Liu Wenjing. Spit on his face, but it is very likely.

But this big guy is still Shangshu's right servant in the end, and he is also very close to King Qin on weekdays. In any case, King Qin had to be polite in front of so many people.

Li Er was polite, but Liu Wenjing took it seriously. The dignified prime minister was tied up for a night, and when it was rumored, his face fell to the ground and he stepped on 800 feet. In the future, when you return to Chang'an City, what can you do?

"Your Highness has to call the shots for the old ministers! The old minister Jin Yang has been working hard for the Tang Dynasty all these years. I have already negotiated with Jieli, and I can keep the peace of my Datang. Unexpectedly, Yunhao Festival had extraneous branches, and he insisted on coercing the old man to come to Shuofang. Now that both sides are defeated, the Turks will definitely say that I have no faith in the Tang Dynasty. In the future, if the Turks commit another offense, what a good thing it will be! Liu Wenjing lay on the ground, hugging Li Er's thighs and crying. Du Ruhui, the eldest grandson Wuji, Fang Xuanling and others pouted when they saw the next to them.

This Shangshu of the Tang Dynasty shot the right servant, purely to embarrass His Majesty today. The dignified prime minister actually cried like a doll in confinement, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it if he killed them.

"Lord Servant, please get up, the Lone King will definitely tell His Majesty about this matter. The war has just ended, and King Lone has to go to inspect the military situation. Someone came, helped the servant to get up, and found a place to bathe and change clothes. "There is no way to be entangled by Liu Wenjing, Li Er can only push Li Yuan. Anyway, Li Er doesn't plan to meddle in this matter.

In Li Er's eyes, soldiers are fought. Peace on the lips is not reliable at all, and peace will only really come if the opponent is afraid of you and dare not bully you anymore.

The eldest grandson Wuji was so smart, as soon as he waved his hand, Hou Junji came over with a few guards. pulled Liu Wenjing away, and Li Er turned around and left. I'm afraid that Liu Wenjing's goods will pounce again!

I used to hear about the blood river of corpses, but today I can see it. The closer you get to Shuofang Yamen, the more the corpses are gathered. At the same time, the corpses of the Tang army began to gradually increase. Li Er kept looking at the corpses on the ground, and many of the Turkic corpses had been shot from behind. Obviously, this is the masterpiece of Qin Qiong's department.

Looking at the Tang Army again, most of them died under the sword. The armor of the Tang Dynasty is much more protective than the leather robes of the Turks. Many bows and arrows could not shoot through armor at all.

"When it comes to brute force, our soldiers are still not as good as the Turks." Li Er looked at it for a long time and sighed helplessly. It can be seen that the result of the white-knuckle battle is that the Tang army suffered a big loss. This is still an elite Zuo Wuwei, and if it is replaced by ordinary government soldiers, it is not an opponent of the Turkic soldiers. Except, of course, the perversion of the mighty sea. This product is to meet Ashina Simo, and he can also fight with it.

"The north is bitterly cold, and the Turks have been fighting for their lives with the heavens and the earth since they were born. Those who are slightly weaker will have a hard time surviving the harsh environment of the center. Coupled with the fierce style of the Turkic people, adult men are the ones who control the line. Our Tang army is indeed inferior to the Turks in terms of brute force. Qu Tutong said helplessly.

"Yun Hao had said before that the attacking enemy would be wiped out in the path of advancement. To this end, he also made triangular nails and other sharp weapons to block the advance of cavalry. Recently, I heard that he also invented a method of digging pits in the ground and placing stones. When the horses crashed into such a trap, they were either killed or injured.

When we entered the city just now, the old man paid attention to it. There were indeed many pits and irregular stones scattered outside the city, and it was difficult for the knights on horseback to survive if they stepped on stones or stuck their hooves into the pits. ”

When Qu Tutong was in the former Sui, he was a famous general of the Great Sui. As soon as he spoke, everyone nodded yes. Even Li Er gave up his hand and said, "Be taught!" ”

Entering the yamen, Yun Hao was drinking porridge with Qin Qiong. Yun Hao's white face was now covered with dust. It was obvious that he had cried, and the dust in the corners of his eyes was washed out of two ditches by tears. When Li Er entered the courtyard, he was holding an old bowl the size of a human head, and he was drinking profusely.

Li Er entered the door, and Yun Hao wanted to stand up and salute. But my legs couldn't get up, and I didn't stand up after standing twice. Seeing this, Li Er hurriedly stepped forward to support Yun Hao. He asked with concern, "But it's hurt?" Where's the injury? ”

"When I returned to His Highness, I was shot in the knee by an arrow from a Turk. Fortunately, the battle group blocked it, otherwise this leg would be useless. ”

"You are a great hero in this battle. In this battle, the Turks lost more than 30,000 people, and although your Zuo Wuwei also suffered heavy losses, the enemies you killed were several times the losses. Victory! What a victory! Li Er excitedly pressed Yun Hao's shoulder, wanting to slap it a few times with a bear paw. Considering Yun Hao's thin body and bones, he gave up this gesture of goodwill.

"Your Highness! Don't talk about it, more than 8,000 Guanzhong disciples followed the last general out of Bingzhou City. Now, counting the lightly and seriously wounded, there are less than 3,000 people. There are more than 1,000 people who can stand up. Where is this a big victory, this is a big victory! Thinking about the soldiers who died in battle, Yun Hao was lonely. When you return to Chang'an, you can be added to the rank and enjoy the glory and wealth.

But these desperate soldiers could only bring back a handful of ashes. No matter how rich the reward given by the official family is, it is not as good as a big living person to go back.

What's more, there are so many missing arms and legs, this is an era of farming. Datang is far from being rich enough to pay social benefits for life, what can these people do in the future......

Thinking of this, Yun Hao's heart felt like a knife. blamed himself for misestimating his strength, thinking that with weapons beyond the times such as gunpowder and fire oil bombs, he could ignore the brutality of the grassland people. Reality taught him a solid lesson, and he should have been educated the last time he was in Bingzhou City. But why didn't I take it to heart, I still thought that this battle would be as easy and comfortable as before.

"Boy, there is no reason to be immortal in war. If the old man had achieved such a record before, it would have been a great achievement. You kid became famous, why don't you drag it here! Qu Tutong stroked his beard and was relieved to see Yun Hao sad.

"Okay, let's not talk about that. Uncle Bao, you take the people from the headquarters to pick up the Zhijie. He went after the Turks, but he didn't miss anything. We've already won a big victory, and another defeat would be more than worth the loss. Li Er saw that Qin Qiong's subordinates had already eaten breakfast, and hurriedly asked Qin Qiong to pick up Ying after a night of fighting, and now they were chasing the Turkic Lao Cheng and Lao Niu.

"No!" Qin Qiong immediately responded to the promise, and reorganized the troops and horses of the department to pick up Cheng Biting Jin.

A group of people didn't eat, so they ate here at Yun Hao's place. The only things that can be eaten are porridge and salted radish strips, and since Li Er is here, he will naturally add some pickles. There could not have been anything else, last night when the battle was at its most intense. The cooks all rushed up with kitchen knives, and now half of their heads were leaning against the wall, waiting for the robes to collect the corpses.

The killers can cook the porridge, and that is already Amitabha.

Although the food was simple, Li Er and the others ate sweetly. This battle was a big victory, and after returning to Chang'an, Li Er would have a thicker capital to compete with Li Jiancheng for the position of prince.

In the early days of this war, Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji's performance was too bad. If it weren't for their incompetence, the Turks would never have easily broken through the defense line of the Great Wall and ravaged the land of Hebei. According to conservative estimates, more than 100,000 people have been killed or injured in Hebei in the past month or so.

Hebei, which was already depleted, is now worse. Du Ruhui and Fang Xuanling calculated, and the most conservative estimate is that Hebei will have to recuperate for at least ten years. This is still within ten years, and there will be no large-scale natural and man-made disasters in Hebei.

Fortunately, in this battle, more than 100,000 Han people were recaptured, and most of these people were young and middle-aged. Perhaps, this is the best news in this war.

Li Er and Yun Hao were drinking porridge in Shuofang, and Li Jiancheng in Chang'an City was also drinking porridge.

The fragrant rice porridge is topped with tenderloin and preserved eggs, giving it a smooth, rich and flavorful taste. Li Jiancheng really admires the Yun family's pursuit of food, and ordinary rice porridge can actually do this. There is also that kind of preserved egg, although I don't know how to make it, but it is really delicious to eat with vinegar.

"Big brother, there's news from the front. Yun Hao went to Shuofang, according to this kid's temperament. He would never let himself die, and this battle might be won. He is the second brother's person, if the second brother wins such a big battle, how do you deal with yourself? Li Jiancheng was drinking porridge leisurely, but Li Yuanji was jumping in a hurry next to him.

The last time he was in Li Jiancheng's army, Li Yuanji took refuge with his eldest brother. Now the two brothers are grasshoppers on a rope, and seeing that Li Er is about to make great contributions again, how can Li Yuanji not be in a hurry.