Chapter Seventy-Six: The Aftermath
The white wolf group was white-clothed, wolf-like and tiger-like, and the white wolf group was filled with a heavy sadness. The White Wolf Regiment crisscrossed the prairie and was invincible in the field, but it lost its troops in Qingshan City and lost its own leader.
The demon wolf can't do without the wolf ride, and it can't do without the white wolf group.
The commander did not choose to fight to the death, he wanted to leave the seeds for the White Wolf Regiment.
The white wolf regiment was defeated, and An Pinghou died a heroic death. The commander looked at the north from afar, his hometown was thousands of miles away, and he was beautiful when he came, but he was embarrassed when he left. The White Wolf Regiment has no leader, and he is the only one left among the ten commanders, and he is responsible for bringing the White Wolf Regiment to the prairie.
It is incumbent upon him to bring the White Wolf Regiment back.
, Anping Hou once asked him to go to Bei Feihong to learn Pei Feihong's life and strategy, but this battle was fought under the auspices of Bei Feihong, but the demon wolf was defeated, and he was defeated very simply.
Pei Feihong walked very neatly and neatly.
They alternately covered, methodical, and defeated but not chaotic.
The commander saw the army of demon wolves from afar, and he was required to return to the building, but the commander hesitated.
Although he admitted in his heart that Bei Feihong was stronger than him, on this battlefield, Bei Feihong's every move seemed to be clearly calculated by the Terrans.
Finally, he made up his mind and said, "We go on our own, and our wolf can take us out of the mountains for a way back." ”
They were already scared and didn't dare to give their lives to Pei Feihong again.
There was jubilation in Qingshan City.
The demon wolf finally retreated, and even the major sacrifices made by Qingshan City were rewarded. The walls were destroyed, the Khan's banner was cut down, and the Khan's mansion was burned.
They sacrificed a lot of people, but there were many more who survived, and they all survived with dignity, they did not kneel before the foreigners, they could hold their chests up in front of their ancestors and their ancestors, in front of their descendants. This is important.
The city was full of jubilation, and some people danced and cheered in the streets. Others wiped away their tears and joined the cheers.
The rest of their lives after the catastrophe are always worth cheering, and many people are ready to die, but now they are surviving well.
It's good to be alive.
There are also people who are remembering the dead, and they have no intention of cheering.
There are also people who can't cheer with these people, because they have to hold their weapons in their hands, and they want to make sure that these cheerers can cheer as much as they want.
Everywhere is full of singing and laughter, and the smell of food and wine fills the air, and it is even more lively than the festival.
That's what victory tastes like.
A few children sat on the roof, and they talked about what they had seen in the past few days.
"Lu Piaoying is just a knife, a knife, I saw with my own eyes that he only used one knife to cut off Anpinghou's wolf head, Anpinghou didn't even have the strength to fight back, it was simply a lamb to the slaughter. Yang Xuan and Demon Night talked eloquently about Lu Piaoying's knife and leaving Anpinghou.
"Don't brag, Anpinghou can't be so weak, I know that Lu Piaoying invited you to drink, but you can't brag for him like this. The little girl said, "Do you think that the name of the demon wolf god of war was picked up? ”
"This is a matter of mentality, An Pinghou has the determination to die, and Lu Piaoying happens to be in high spirits," Yang Xuan explained, "People's mentality can often affect a person's behavior, and An Pinghou lost so quickly because he was bent on death, only for a quick death." ”
"An Pinghou is such a strong person, how can he be like this?" the little girl said thoughtfully, "An Pinghou doesn't know how many times he has been defeated in his life, but he has never lost his faith, what destroyed his belief and made him bent on death?"
"You don't know the insidiousness of the white-faced old ten," Yang Xuan said, "He, he looks kind, you can't imagine how insidious he is, it just so happens that Ning Shou is also a big conspirator, they deliberately let the herald shout to stop the pursuing archers, our archers can also chase them by relying on their familiarity with the terrain in the city, if they really chase out, it will be the life of passive beating." ”
"What does this have to do with the collapse of An Pinghou's beliefs?" Not only did the little girl not understand, but the demon night didn't understand either, he looked at Yang Xuan.
They asked the herald to tell the archers that they must let go of An Pinghou, saying that An Pinghou would not be able to play in Pei Feihong, and that An Pinghou was a pig teammate of Pei Feihong, and that An Pinghou must be let go and let him continue to hinder Pei Feihong. ”
"An Pinghou has a strong personality, he originally thinks that he is inferior to Pei Feihong, and Pei Feihong really respects him very much and listens to his opinions and suggestions. His White Wolf Regiment suffered the heaviest losses, so it was a matter of course that he thought he was really a pig teammate. He didn't expect that his White Wolf Regiment had the strongest combat effectiveness, and the white-faced old ten had been targeting them, the ten thousand wolf riders, and their White Wolf Regiment had contributed the most to attacking the fortifications. ”
So he thinks that he is already behind the times, he is alive, he can only restrict Bei Feihong's play, he can only die, the problem that Bei Feihong can't solve, he has no way to solve it, Pei Feihong could have solved the problem, because he can't solve it in Bei Feihong, so he is bent on death. ”
Yang Xuan talked eloquently.
Demon Night and Yu Qingqing both listened to it with relish, and Yang Xuan's analysis was reasonable.
"With the wisdom of Lao Shi, Anpinghou is naturally not an opponent. The little girl boasted about the white-faced old ten.
"Anping Hou is so pitiful, he could have not died, he was purely killed by the white-faced old ten. Demon Ye didn't see it that way, he felt that the white-faced old ten was too insidious, and An Pinghou died too unjustly, and said, "The white-faced old ten are too pitiful, and they are really not a good thing." ”
Yu Qingqing disagreed with Demon Night's point of view, and gave Demon Night a chestnut and said: "You are talking nonsense, because you are a demon wolf, so you sympathize with Anping Hou, Anping Hou is called Demon Tianzheng, you are called Demon Night, you are so sympathetic to him, then will Anping Hou be your grandfather? Can you inherit the throne of Anping Hou?"
"You are talking nonsense!" Demon Night glared at Yu Yu lightly, and his cheeks bulged out angrily, "I all know that my parents and my brother's parents were neighbors back then, his parents were driving cars, and my parents were pig killers! “
"Well, you started from the end of the world, your example is the crow prison, his father is an ironworker, he mixes very well!" Yu Qingqing said with a smile, "Don't worry, you will definitely become a fat pig like your role model." ”
Demon Night was so frightened that he had nothing to say, and turned his head to sulk.
Yang Xuan patted Demon Night's waist, his current height could only pat Demon Night's waist, and he said to Demon Night: "Little Demon Night, do you know when Yu Qingqing will be angry and scolding people?"
"Who knows, girls' homes, crowding people at every turn, be careful!" Demon Night was still angry, and said angrily.
"When you say bad things about the white-faced ten, she will definitely scare you," Yang Xuan explained, "This little girl has been captured by the white-faced ten, as long as you say that the little white-faced is not, she will definitely blow up." ”
"You're mistaken, the white-faced old ten is too old, what I like is Xiao Zhengtai!" Yu Qingqing's careful thinking was exposed, but she didn't blush, and directly played tricks, wanting to rely on Yang Xuan.
"Run!" Yang Xuan pulled the demon night and ran, because he couldn't stand Yu Qingqing's liking, and this little girl would show her liking by rubbing her hair and biting her ears.
"Don't run, don't run, my sister likes you, why are you running? Isn't my sister so beautiful worthy of you?" said the little girl evilly.
She was very light, and she ran in front of Yang Xuan and them in one fell swoop, and she was going to settle accounts with Yang Xuan.
"Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss, betray the secret of a little white face, sell the secret of a little white face. Yang Xuan couldn't run away, and hurriedly said.
"Say!" the little girl crossed her waist, "if this secret does not satisfy me, I will bite you to death!"
She smiled, revealing her white, straight teeth.
Yang Xuan knew that even if he stripped the white-faced old ten in front of her this time, his lesson would still be inevitable.
"Men and women don't kiss, men and women don't kiss, you are a little girl, how can you do such a thing? How can you marry someone when you spread it?" Yang Xuan only hit her and said.
"You can rest assured about this, the person I fancy can't escape from my Five Finger Mountain!" the little girl said, "Besides, if you can't get married, it's a small matter, and if you have a grudge, you can get revenge and revenge!"