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In the night, the battle continued.

Torches dotted all over the mountains, thousands of figures running, chasing, and fighting, bursts of neighing, screaming, and shouting of horses, accompanied by heavy blood, intertwined, colliding, and drifting in the cold wind, and then accompanied by heavy blood boiling, crazy, and desperate in the night.

Ji Shaodian finally came to Huwei Gorge with the remnants, and directly rushed through the block of the Shizhou Iron Cavalry, and before he had any intersection with the broken camp, he hurriedly fled through the canyon and fled into the distance.

Wu Ji and more than 20 horsemen including Baofeng got rid of the encirclement, and joined together with the Qi Sanren and more than 100 surviving veterans. Fortunately, the group of horses pulling the carts in the canyon had not been lost, and they could be used to travel at least faster than two feet. Everyone was so embarrassed that they had no time to take care of anything else, so they had to leave behind the remains of their brothers, and Huwei Gorge, which had been holding on for a day, fled all the way south with the defeated army.

And the state of Sizhou was unwilling to give up, and hundreds of thousands of troops followed suit.

The night passed, and the day came.

The iron cavalry of the Sizhou Kingdom was still chasing and killing, and many soldiers of the Bear Kingdom escaped from the Shinan Valley by luck, and fell on the way to escape one after another. And the defeat is like a mountain, and one by one the panicked figures are running in the mountains, just wanting to run one more step forward, even if they die in the next moment, at least closer to the old national park. It is also good for the wandering lonely soul to remember the direction of home.

At dusk, the cold wind howls.

A group of more than 100 horsemen mixed with the fleeing defeated army, and successively passed through the earthen polders between the valleys.

Above the earthen wei, there is a royal flag with a bear country. This is already the boundary of the bear, but also a border fortress with the bear border, not only built barracks, tents, but also tens of thousands of soldiers stationed. After chasing and killing for a day and a night, the Siju Iron Cavalry returned with a great victory. The defeated army with bears ran out for 300 miles in one go, and finally got rid of the doom of the destruction of the whole army. Compared with the vastness before the expedition, the former 30 armies were only left with a group of remnants of defeated generals......

On a dirt slope, a bloodstained "Breaking Formation" battle flag was planted crookedly. At the foot of the dirt slope lay a hundred or so soldiers, and a group of exhausted horses neighed pitifully not far away.

Lying on the dirt slope without blame, his head resting on his arms and his eyes looking at the sky. His robes and armor were gone, his messy bun was covered with dried blood scabs, his tattered dark brocade robe was stained with blood, and his pale face was covered with indifference, especially in his hollow eyes, as if there was a wind and sand swirling in the sky.

Bao Feng on the side knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the north, and whimpered in a low voice, chanting the names of Lu San and Ma Zhantie. He was reluctant to leave a brother behind, and what could the war be like this. He could only summon on the way to escape, wishing the souls of his brothers to return.

A moment later, he sat down on the ground, his face covered in dust and blood with two lines of tears, and his whole body was still trembling, and his grief and grief were overflowing.

Qi Sanren walked up to the front and slowly squatted down.

Bao Feng finally came to his senses and looked down at himself. The last half of his leather armor was scattered, and the grease and blood stained leather robe was torn open and his bloody thighs were exposed. He was pressed by Qi Sanren on the thigh and violently pulled out half of the arrow. His scarred face twisted in pain, and he couldn't help but raise his head and snort, then curse indistinctly.

Qi Sanren used his spiritual power to seal the wound on Baofeng's thigh, crushed a pill and put it on it, tore a strip of cloth and wrapped it tightly, clapped his hands and turned around to sit down to rest.

Daoqi climbed over and said with concern, "Brother Bao......?"

Bao Feng wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead and waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

The sword flag is also covered in blood, but fortunately, it is fine. He sat down next to each other, with an inexplicable frustration in his tired expression, and spat on his sleeve: "Damn, I broke the camp of more than 700 brothers, and now there are only about 100 people left......"

Bao Feng tied up his leather robe, wiped the tears on his face, and sighed: "All the 200,000 troops under His Royal Highness Ji Lu died in Shinan City, and only a group of elders and generals under his command escaped with him and several royal family elders, and the 100,000 horses of His Royal Highness Shaodian are now less than 30%. My brother will survive, it's time to be content!"

More than a hundred or so old brothers lay around, some moaning quietly, some dozing, and some in a daze. Regardless of each other, they are all embarrassed like losing their armor and losing their souls.

Daoqi was silent for a moment and nodded: "I want to break the camp and block the Shizhou Iron Cavalry alone, defend Huwei Gorge without retreating, and exchange the lives of hundreds of brothers for the breakthrough of His Royal Highness Shaodian." After this war, I have made great contributions to breaking the camp, and I don't know what kind of reward I will get......"

Bao Feng grabbed the fur hat on the ground and put it on his head, hugged his arms and shivered again, and said bitterly: "No matter how much you reward, you can't buy the lives of your brothers." I don't know how to deal with those orphans and widows, alas!"

Daoqi's expression darkened, and his eyes turned red: "Yes...... Ma Zhantie and all the old brothers are all people with families and children, but Lu San doesn't even have a mother-in-law, what if he leaves his father alone, his old Lu family is going to die this time!"

More than a dozen soldiers came over with a large pot of broth, firewood, mattresses, and other things, and shouted: "Brothers, have worked hard......!

Sword Banner didn't need to be ordered, and led a group of soldiers with minor injuries to surround him.

In a few moments, several bonfires were lit, and everyone gathered around to drink hot soup. As the hot soup went down, the fire steamed, the cold faded away, their stiff and tired limbs warmed up, and their sluggish faces finally had a little more energy.

Qi Sanren filled a bowl of hot soup and walked back: "General Gongsun, why don't you eat or drink?"

Wuyi waved his hand and refused the invitation of his brothers, still lying alone on the dirt slope, lazily responding: "I can't eat ......"

Qi Sanren held the bowl in both hands, "sucked" and drank the broth, and said disapprerovitically: "You are a general who is invincible, a warrior who pulls out the mountains, and now that you have achieved success in the first battle and become famous in all directions, you should be full of ambition and laugh loudly, how can you be as sad as your little daughter's family?"

It's dark, and it's cold.

From time to time, a gust of wind and sand swept by, and in a trance, it seemed that there was still heavy blood permeating the wind, which was disgusting to smell, but lingering.

Blameless turned over and slowly got up, and then walked to the top of the dirt slope.

Qi Sanren followed with a soup bowl and complained in a low voice: "Although this broth is delicious, it is too greasy......

In the valley where the side is located, bonfires are lit. Sitting around the bonfire were soldiers who had survived the catastrophe, without the laughter of the past, but more with a face full of sadness, silently feeling the warmth of the firelight, as well as the difficulties of life and death. Hundreds of zhang away under the king's flag, there are rows of camp tents, but they are still brightly lit, and the armor soldiers are guarded and heavily guarded.

"Ji Lu is in the camp, although the whole army is wiped out, and there are still many masters among the monks such as Ziquan and Zizhen by his side. Do you want revenge?

Qi San people are not only good at divination, but also quite empathetic.

Wu blame didn't say anything, silently watching the group of people coming from a distance.

The man at the head was a young man, with a golden helmet and armor, covered with a battle robe, with a relaxed gait and a slight smile on his face. followed by two monks, Zijian and Ziyuan, and more than a dozen guards in armor. As he walked, he greeted the cold and warmth, which made the soldiers resting by the bonfire feel emotional, and each of them shouted from the bottom of their hearts: His Royal Highness Shaodian is mighty-

In the eyes of the surviving soldiers, Shinan City could not be attacked for a long time, and when the enemy and us were in a stalemate, thanks to Ji Shaodian's impromptu decision, he ordered a forced breakthrough. If not, it will be a repeat of the annihilation of His Royal Highness Ji Lu's army. Now I am grateful and praising the wisdom and martial arts of His Royal Highness Shaodian, but it is also common sense.

Suddenly, the group came to the bottom of the dirt slope.

Bao Feng and the others didn't dare to exceed the rules, and got up to greet each other, but they lowered their heads one by one and kept silent, as if they lacked the respect and courtesy they should have.

Ji Shaodian seemed quite generous, and ordered everyone to take care of themselves, but instead smiled freely, and shouted at the dirt slope: "Brother no blame—"

Walk down the dirt slope without blame.

Qi Sanren seemed to be tired of socializing, glanced at Zi Jian and Zi Yuan in the crowd, and simply squatted down on the spot, holding the soup bowl with his head down.

"Brother has made great contributions, and this king will be rewarded in the future!"

Wuyi shook his head and replied casually, "It's all the work of the brothers." ”

"Hehe! Brother stubbornly defended Huwei Gorge with 800 strong soldiers, and he really lived up to the trust, which is gratifying!"

He looked up and down at Ji Shaodian, who was full of spring breeze, as if he didn't understand, and said suspiciously: "The fiasco is like this, why should you be happy?"

Huwei Gorge is not only remote, but also far away from the battlefield, and the reason why it is assigned to the defense of the broken camp is nothing more than the fact that the soldiers and generals are outnumbered and despised, and it has nothing to do with the so-called heavy trust. At this time, from the mouth of this Ji Shaodian, everything seemed to be his special favor and painstaking work.

Ji Shaodian held his head high, and said with great ambition: "Win or lose, how can you judge the gains and losses by one city and one place?" Now I have a bear, although the expedition is unfavorable, and the elite soldiers under the command of this king are still there, hehe!" He couldn't hide the joy in his expression, but he smiled reservedly: "Brother Kurama Tired, you might as well rest early, set off tomorrow to return to the capital, and then raise a glass to celebrate!" He turned around and left, not forgetting to greet the soldiers and men around the bonfire: "This king is with you, hehe......"

Wuyi frowned slightly, and couldn't help but say loudly: "I broke the camp and suffered heavy casualties, and I ask Your Highness to compensate you properly!"

Ji Shaodian paused, looked back and praised: "My brother loves soldiers like a son, and he has the demeanor of a famous general of the year." And I have more than 200,000 dead and wounded in the bear army, of course I have to appease them one by one......" He didn't finish speaking, waved his hand and said: "Brother An's heart is, this king knows it!"

The group walked away, shouting everywhere they went.

"Hmph! If he hadn't defended Huwei Gorge, how could he have broken so many brothers, and he was better to just run for his own life......

"I don't want to live anymore, shut up!"

Someone muttered unconvinced, and was immediately scolded back by Baofeng.

And Qi Sanren walked down the dirt slope, knocked on the soup bowl in his hand, and sang in a strange tune: "The wind and snow block the ten thousand mountains, and the thousands of armies are in full swing, or it is also the golden iron horse that swears not to return, the old father, wife and children are leaning on the door; The blood blooms in the spring of the world, and there are many souls who have lost their families, and they see that the lonely tears are brewed into a bottle of wine, and the willow shore Lanting Yan has not returned; the twilight is late, and the wind and shadows are chaotic. ”

Xu is Qu'er was sad and tactful, or touched the scene sadly, the veterans present couldn't help but have red eyes, and some people choked in a low voice.

The old Tao was unaware, and he still said madly: "At the end of the song, the people are drunk, the sword is returned to the sheath and the snow is returned, and the white bone prince road is tired, who knows that there are 200,000 dead souls......"

Standing in place, his body trembling slightly, as if he was hesitating left and right and at a loss, he raised his hand and grabbed more than ten jars of old wine and threw them on the ground. He opened a jar of wine and poured it violently, and then smashed the jar of wine with a "snap", and couldn't help but blush and staggered, with a face full of wine, and hissed to himself: "This move, a million troops in the enemy; this move, the iron spear sweeps the flag; this move, the tiger descends the mountain and shakes all directions; this move, the dragon crosses the river and moves the nine skies; this move, the charge is heroic, hehe......"

"You...... Drunk?"

"Hehe......"

"You...... Tears?"

“......”