The first update

The northern border waited until the snow to start the decisive battle, and Gao Jun deliberately delayed until this time, and finally began to respond to Fanbang's provocation.

This is actually useful, he wants a big decisive battle, and it is also one, at least for ten years, so that they will not be able to provoke another war.

"Why do you have to wait for the snow to fall?" Feng Kai looked at Shi Gaojun, who was sitting on the top of the city tower, eating peanuts and watching the battle.

"Wait for the ground to freeze." Gao Jun waited quietly.

"What do you mean?" Feng Kai didn't understand.

"You don't have to understand." Gao Jun bit the peanut, but his eyes did not leave the battlefield under the city, seeing that Hao Ren was already ready to go outside, and the king of Fan, who was forced to break the cauldron and sink the boat, was also fierce at this time, for them, there was no way to retreat, if they did not win, they could only die.

On the battlefield, in fact, momentum is very important, and when the boat was able to win, it was the momentum that overwhelmed the defender. But now the momentum of the obvious defender is stronger, Hao Ren is calm, so the soldiers behind him are also full of trust, they are sure that they will not lose, it is this belief in victory, at this time in the confrontation between the two armies, Hao Ren's head, that luck is different, and Fan Wang seems to feel it, and raised the big moving axe in his hand.

"Go back and get the pair of axes back for me, this will be given to the emperor as a gift." Gao Jun turned his head sideways and said to Feng Kai.

Feng Kai was stunned for a moment, is it difficult for Uncle Jun to be so sure that Hou Ye's kung fu can beat King Fan, just looking at the axe, the spear that Hou Ye has practiced since he was a child doesn't seem to be very smart.

"Drumming!" Gao Jun didn't look at Feng Kai's doubts, and drank lightly.

The war drums on the side sounded, on the battlefield, the communication is not easy, the sound is the best way to give orders, different drums represent different signals. Hao Ren, who now heard the drumbeat, also raised his spear. It looks like he's ready to fight.

At this time, the war is soldier-to-soldier and general-to-general. The two sides played against each other, and the first generals fought round by round, basically single-handedly. Gang beating again.

The drum beat became denser, and the minions spread out in a semicircle. It seems that it is to leave some space for them to fight well. Those little soldiers were not bad, and those with guns slammed the ground with guns, still shouting and cheering. Those who also take other weapons, those that can't hook the ground, just use their feet, and they are all quite neat, which makes people feel that this soldier is well carried at a glance. The drums on the castle tower also beat rhythmically to the sound of their beating on the ground. Before, the drums followed the soldiers, but soon, the soldiers followed the drums.

In addition to the roar getting more and more uniform, their pounding on the ground also became louder and louder, as if the whole ground had become a big drum with it, and everyone was beating it together.

"It's spectacular." Feng Kai admired it from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, at this time, the vacant land had already started a fight, and Feng Kai was also a practitioner, he finished praising the drum, and now there was only worry left. Can't help but worry, basically. Hao Ren is really not an opponent.

Gao Jun was still eating peanuts, his eyes didn't glance at the team that was playing happily, he kept his eyes closed and listened to the drums. The sound of drums and the footsteps of the soldiers became more and more intimate. Slowly merge into one. As the pace grew faster, he smiled and slowly opened his eyes.

Feng Kai was worried about Hao Ren, but Hao Ren felt that Gao Jun couldn't have no one by his side, so he had to stay by Gao Jun's side. They all shouted along.

Just when King Fan picked up his axe, he was about to slash towards Hao Ren. The soldiers all shouted together, although they didn't know what they were called. But as you can guess, it's a 'yes'.

And at this very moment. The place where the soldiers were suddenly collapsed, and the mud rolled down below, and all those soldiers and horses were swept into it at once. King Fan was stupid, he was on the ground, but most of his soldiers and horses were caught in the pit by the huge mud. And the rest of the soldiers and horses behind were dumbfounded, completely unaware of what was going on.

Feng Kai jumped off the tower and stabbed King Fan's throat with a sword. When King Fan died, he knew how all this happened.

Gao Jun laughed, the drumming did not stop, the mud below was still rolling, but it was getting more and more viscous, and the soldiers and horses below slowly did not struggle, and they all slowly fell silent in the mud pit. The snow was falling, and the drumming was slowly stopping. There was no movement in the pit. It didn't look like a pit anymore, because the people were very close to the ground, almost to the ground.

It was cold, and the mud slowly hardened and eventually solidified.

The soldiers outside the pit screamed, and no one dared to rush forward to find their relatives. No one dared to step on the corpses of these people and rush up to do anything. Standing in front of them were the leaders of the tribe and the generals. If the big pit swept away two-thirds of their troops, the rest, those who remained at the end were really old, weak, sick and disabled, at this time, all they could do was to be captured. Because of leaving, there is a frozen grassland, and what awaits them is a pack of wolves in search of food.

Feng Kai, who had finished killing people, was also stunned, in fact, all the soldiers were stunned, including Hao Ren, who was also standing by the pit. This scene was so shocking that the battlefield that had just been lively and extraordinary suddenly became a deathly silence.

Gao Jun clapped his hands lightly and smiled shallowly: "Mingjin retreats." ”

The city gate was slowly opened, and everyone woke up like a dream, and I don't know who shouted, "We have won!" ”

Slowly, everyone shouted along, louder and louder. Finally covered up the indescribable feeling just now.

The captives did not need to be tied up at all, they threw down their weapons, and slowly followed the soldiers around the pit and into the city. There was a large camp of prisoners prepared, and no one spoke, but they went in obediently one by one, and squatted down in a sheltered place by themselves, their eyes full of horror.

Gao Jun slowly returned to the tent, and the attendants began to help him pack his things, while he sat down and began to write the battle report and the recital. It's all written in the name of Hao Ren, and when it's done, it's time for him to return to Beijing. It's as if nothing happened.

"What about those people?" Feng Kai followed Hao Ren in, Hao Ren still had blood on his body, he was beaten by King Fan, if it wasn't for the final blow to the ground, he almost felt that he would die under the pair of giant axes.

Hao Ren's mood at this time was actually quite bad, he could watch Ling Chi with the corrupt quartermaster in his hand, and he didn't feel a trace of discomfort. But when you really see tens of thousands of people buried in the quagmire all at once, buried alive, the kind of stimulation is completely different. For a moment, he almost threw up.

"Find some soil to fill in the land, this land, once stained with the blood of tens of thousands of soldiers of our dynasty, now they have spirits, devour the enemy alive, it is really unpleasant." Gao Jun raised his head and happened to see the giant axe Feng Kai was holding.

"The old fan king was killed by Hao Guogong's giant axe, and the little fan king also made such a pair! The emperor must like it. He smiled indifferently and lowered his head to write his own.

(To be continued.) )

PS: When I wrote this chapter, I also felt uncomfortable, to be honest, it challenged my own three views. But think about what the ancient Koreans thought when they made the bones of Tang soldiers into towers, so in fact, Xiao P's three views are quite right, right? I didn't kill the prisoners, I killed the invaders with knives. Well, I think I'm right. The means are right. As for mud formation, am I here to popularize science, or am I writing it in the text? Okay, write it in the text, because it seems to be unavoidable.