After all the heroes of the Sword Gate retreated to the city gate, Xiao Heda commanded the defenders to open the city gate and welcome everyone into the city.

Shangquan Nobubuchi dragged Feng Po's mutilated corpse into the city at the end, with a head tied around his waist and two arms tied to his chest.

Everyone had already been reminded by Li Jing in advance, knowing that this so-called "Feng Po" was just the torso of the bronze horse.

Xie Duyan's gaze never left the corpse, she stood far away, not crowding around like the others.

Even if someone blocked her view, she only stared at the person's back, as if there was some kind of clairvoyance that could see through people and objects to the bronze horse surrounded in the innermost part.

In order to confirm that the bronze horse was dead, the chest of Feng Po's corpse was opened in public, revealing the dwarf that lived in its body.

The dwarf's whole body is covered with a blood film, and when the blood film is lifted, it can be seen that its face is very similar to the bronze horse of the year, and it should be the same person.

It's just that the bronze horse back then was a burly man, and after shrinking into such a short body, it undoubtedly made Liu Yu, Xiao Heda, Li Jing and others who had seen his face feel very strange, and there was an incredible feeling.

The neck and heart of the bronze horse that turned into a dwarf were all stabbed, and the knives were above the vital point, and there was no possibility of survival, which showed that Li Jing's knife skills were not bad, and through the skin and bones, he could accurately estimate the vital location of the dwarf in Feng Po's body.

Many people had heard of human clothing for the first time, and they came to the front to watch, and their mouths let out a smack.

In the end, Li Jing couldn't help but come out to stop it, "You've seen enough, since the person is dead, it's better to be cremated!"

Without waiting for everyone to react, she commanded several female soldiers to rush forward, snatched the body out, sewed it up on her chest, sewed her arms and head back to their places, and buried them in a thin wooden coffin that she had found temporarily.

Everyone saw the end of the show and had to disperse. At the same time, in view of the elimination of the war, it was difficult to fight a big war, so Liu Yu handed over the responsibility of defending the city to the Tang army and led the people back to Dali Temple.

At the same time, the Jianghu people who came to rebel this time suffered heavy losses, and there were only more than 400 survivors, the number of which was roughly the same as that of Zhangjianmen, and the leaders of the other side, Monk Fayan, Su Qing and Su Moshan, were all seriously injured, so they did not attack the Tang army that night, which made the Tang army defending the city a lot easier.

Liu Yu was seriously injured, and after returning to Dali Temple, he stayed in the study to recuperate, and the candle was lit overnight.

It was rumored in private that the strange skull, who had been with the head of the family all year round, was also seriously injured in this battle, and the situation was quite serious.

No one dared to disturb the head of the sect, not even Xiao Heda, Xie Duyan and Di Xin, the three high-ranking members of the Sword Sect.

Outside the study, Luo Jinhu, the leader of the Golden Tiger Gang, personally led the brothers to guard it, and no one could get close, even the father of the head, Liu Lao Xuexue.

Liu Lao Xue was anxious about his son's injury, stomped his feet in the study and scolded Luo Jinhu a few words, but all he got was Luo Jinhu's polite soft nails, and finally had to return to his residence in a huff.

Martial arts elder Zhang Defang's skills are mediocre, so his performance on the battlefield is not outstanding, but he has become more and more busy after returning to Dali Temple.

He led people to count the casualties of the Sword Sect in this battle, and found that the biggest losses were the disciples of the Diancang Sect under He Weigui and the female soldiers trained by Li Jing, among which the disciples of the Diancang Sect were killed in the battle and 57 were injured.

The female soldiers are even more miserable, these women are show girls in the palace, and they have never been in battle to kill anyone, let alone suffer bloody battles. They didn't panic at first under the leadership of Li Jing, but since Li Jing left them behind and went straight to face the bronze horse, they encountered the biggest crisis in their lives.

According to Zhang Defang's statistics, among these female soldiers, a total of 87 were beheaded from behind because they escaped, and 33 were killed and 92 were injured. More than half of the more than 200 female soldiers have been lost, which is really embarrassing.

As for the eighteen Arhats of the Prajna Monastery led by the difficult monks, these elite disciples from Shaolin are all strong in martial arts, worthy of the elders of other sects, and they have been working together all year round to fight together, so the casualties are very small. None of them were killed or seriously wounded, and only two disciples were slightly injured during the siege.

Unlike the grief-stricken Jiantang and the Women's Army, these monks have been shouting for wine since they returned.

Because they were so noisy, they shouted so loudly that they could even be heard in the study of the West Ear Room where the head of the house was located, and the servants didn't want to give them wine to drink, but later Dong Neng, the law enforcement elder who was still in charge of logistics and chores, came forward and sent a few barrels of wine to these monks, instructing them not to make noise, if they made a noise, they would bear the consequences.

After the monk and others listened to Dong Neng's words, it stopped a lot. Nineteen monks hid in the wing room and secretly drank alcohol, and the appetizer was an ordinary appetizer of fried peanuts, sauced beef and capers that Dong Neng instructed the servants to send.

Even so, the monks drank until the second half of the night. Some people pass by outside the wings of these monks, and they can often hear words coming from the windows, such as "It was so cool to kill today, and he was lucky not to catch the old thief of Fayan!"

He Weigui had been hiding in the wing room and sighing, he didn't expect that these disciples of the Diancang Sect who followed him out of the country would lose so much in the first battle.

During the day, due to the urgency of the war, he did not have time to bring back the bodies of the dead disciples and female soldiers of the Cang Sect when he retreated. After nightfall, he went to talk to Li Jing, wanting to discuss with her the matter of recovering the remains of the war dead.

But he knocked on the door of Li Jing's room for a long time and no one answered, and later heard that Li Jing had gone to the Temple of Mercy and Grace to hold a funeral for the dead bronze horse, and the people who went with him were the servants who shot Xie Duyan and the Dongying people Shangquan Xinyuan.

He Weigui therefore had no choice but to find Xiao Heda, obtain permission from the military advisor, and lead dozens of disciples of the Diancang Sect who were slightly injured out of the city that night to find the bodies of the war dead.

The snowy night was very quiet, and even the direction of the Huangchao camp on the other side of the moat in the distance was pitch black.

He and his disciples carried torches to clean the battlefield in the night wind of Huohuo, successfully found almost all the corpses of their own side, put them on the ox cart that had been prepared, and prepared to pull them back to the city, according to the arrangement of the military advisor Xiao Heda, in order to prevent the corpses from decomposing and causing plague, they held cremaries for these war dead, and put the ashes after cremation into the altar.

He Weigui already had a plan in his heart, all the jars containing the ashes of the Cang Sect disciples would not be buried, but would always be with him, and one day the Cang Sword Sect would make a comeback, return to the south of Meiling, and then bury the ashes of these brothers in his hometown, so that it would not live up to the loyalty of these brothers to him.

After thinking about this, he became troubled about the place of cremation. Dali Temple is the residence of the people of Zhangjianmen, and it is not suitable for cremating so many dead people at once, if the funeral is arranged elsewhere, it may attract the attention of some ill-intentioned people in Chang'an City, maybe these people will take this opportunity to vigorously exaggerate the false news that the strength of Zhangjianmen is low, and the defeat to the Jianghu people in this war.

For now, the only proper cremation site is probably the Ci'en Temple where Li Jing and others are holding a funeral for the bronze horse.

The Temple of Mercy and Grace has been closed by the Zhangjian Gate for a long time, and idle people cannot easily enter and exit. The area in the temple is vast, and cremation is an inherent custom of monks, so there are plenty of cremation places.

Thinking of this, He Weigui no longer hesitated, and commanded the disciples to drive the ox cart carrying the war dead in the direction of Ci'en Temple.