The severed blade's cleaver pierced through Yegochash's chest, and the broken blade pierced through his back from his chest, and he was knocked to the ground with great force, blood trickling from the wound to the grass.

Looking at the sky that was gradually brightening and blue, he thought of the girl he had been infatuated with when he was young, and that girl had become a dancer and a plaything of the rich, and the girl had torn between the fat and rude old man and the treacherous and vicious official. Yeguchash practiced martial arts desperately, just to recapture the dancer, but when he finally took the dancer back, he found that she numbly thought of himself as another rich man. Later, during an expedition to the Arhan tribe, Yekuchash met a girl who was the same as when she was a dancer, and the Arkhand gave her to him, with whom he spent three days and three nights, and then the girl mixed a poison into the wine and fed it to him. The girl died, and it took three years for Yegu Chash to recover his body, he wanted to take revenge on the woman, he wanted to make the women of the world regret it, he wanted to conquer the world, and he wanted to become the first god general of Wuhuan.

Then he saw the hilt of his saddle on his chest, stuck vertically in his chest, bleeding from the wound.

"I can't die!"

Out of nowhere, Yeguchash stood up suddenly, he spat out blood, and then knelt on the ground weakly, thinking unwillingly: "I should lead the soldiers and horses to the Central Plains, I shouldn't die here, I should be ......"

Zhang Xiaowu's chest was extremely painful, he didn't have time to untie his armor, he could only cover his chest with his left hand, but his right hand still clenched the short knife tightly, looking at his opponent alertly. He knew that this was a formidable opponent, a strong opponent he had never come into contact with, and even if the opponent seemed to be dead, he would not relax.

After a while, the sound of horses' hooves came from behind him, and Zhang Xiaowu immediately turned to see that it was Xiao Kai, Wang Yijin and other Han cavalry chasing after him. When the crowd finally found him, Xiao Kai drew his bow and shot an arrow into Yekuchash's forehead, finally knocking him to the ground.

Zhang Xiaowu breathed a sigh of relief in his nervous mood, he slowly stood up, walked up to Yegu Chash, and slowly pulled the horse chopping knife out of him.

Xiao Kai and the others dismounted and galloped over, and said in unison: "My lord, are you injured?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu touched his chest, I don't know if my ribs are broken, there is some pain, so he only gritted his teeth and smiled. He turned to look at Yekuchash again, and saw that he had a necklace around his neck, so he took it off, and it was a red jade pendant with a tiger's head engraved on it, and it was lifelike with a bloody mouth.

"Do you know each other?" Zhang Xiaowu asked.

Xiao Kai shook his head, Wang Yijin didn't know anything, and the other soldiers didn't understand, Zhang Xiaowu put away the jade pendant, returned to the horse, and waved his big hand: "Check the battle situation." ”

After chasing and killing until dawn, the whole battalion of the dead soldiers was also exhausted and sleepy, and they didn't even have the heart to check how many people they had killed, but just chased and fought all the way. Zhang Xiaowu and the others finally waited for less than 200 cavalrymen to come back, and the rest did not know where they were, all of them were sitting on horseback covered in plasma and blood clots, and even their war horses were panting and sweating profusely.

Behind them, a road paved with blood, almost a dozen paces apart were one or several enemy corpses, and some horses stood scattered beside them, trying in vain to arch their masters with their noses. But their owners could never wake up again, and their lives were eventually buried in this desolate steppe.

Zhang Xiaowu sighed, this battle was narrowly won, but it was a big victory.

In the distance, the sky was fiery red, as if someone had sprinkled blood into the sky, and the red light shone on the grassland, making the mottled grassland look like a river of blood. After a while, the red color vanished, and the sky gradually turned white, and the light still shone on the ground, but it was still like a river of blood.

No, it's not a river of blood, it's a river of blood, the red on the grass, on the sand, or the blood of the enemy, or the blood of their horses.

The slaughter stopped, but the death continued, and the whining of vultures could be heard in the sky.

"Ahh

The corpse vulture flew nowhere, and the soldiers of the dead battalion sat on the ground, and their horses were accompanied by them with a bloody smell, and only the sound of human breathing and horse breathing was left between heaven and earth.

The killing stopped, the killing stopped, and the heavens and the earth were quiet.

The west wind blew, Zhang Xiaowu felt cold, touched his body, his clothes had been dyed stiff and red with plasma, he looked left and right, the people around him were all exhausted, Wang Yijin looked at the sky with wide eyes, as if he was dead - if it weren't for him still gasping for breath.

"Dismount and rest." Zhang Xiaowu shouted, and the soldiers immediately jumped off the horse's back, some of their legs were weak and even fell to the ground, some lay directly on the ground and fell asleep, and some stood aside and stroked their horses with pity. But no one spoke, no one communicated, everyone just lay down and sat and held, even ignoring the waist knife.

"Hoo ......"

Zhang Xiaowu took another deep breath, he sat on the grass, the sand under the grass was fine and soft but also cold. Wang Yijin lay next to him, using the cherry helmet as a pillow, staring blankly at the sky.

Zhang Xiaowu said unexpectedly: "After fighting all night, your kid persevered." ”

Wang Yijin said: "My lord, if I was chased and killed overnight, I am afraid that I would have died a long time ago, and I can only persist by chasing and killing the enemy." My lord, have you ever been hunted down? ”

Zhang Xiaowu laughed: "Why not, in Tucheng, I was chased all the way to escape." ”

Wang Yijin knocked his head and said, "I forgot." ”

Zhang Xiaowu rubbed the plasma on his body, and some of the blood residue that had congealed into lumps fell on the sand, and he asked, "Wang Yijin, how old are you?" ”

"Sixteen, no, I had my birthday last month, seventeen."

"Volunteering to join the army?"

"Naturally not, adults also know me, I was sold to the Wang family as a subordinate at birth, and even my name was taken by the master's family. On this expedition to the Saibei Wasteland, the master's family unfortunately drew five quotas, and the master said to our servants, as long as we serve in the army instead of the Wang family, we will be pardoned as slaves and let us be free men. I used to be a companion for the young master, and I also lost readers. ”

Zhang Xiaowu laughed, no wonder this kid was still honest and honest a few months ago, not like a pawn but like a scholar, so he asked: "You are a companion reader, naturally you know a few words?" ”

"I know, although it is a companion reading, but I have learned more than my young master, he has a headache when he sees books, and the teacher has a headache."

"Hahaha......" Zhang Xiaowu laughed, his body gradually regained his strength, "It's good to read, it's good to read, when you are studying, how can there be so many things, how can you think of life and death." ”

Wang Yijin said with a smile: "When there is no war in the future, I still want to study and take a fame test." ”

Zhang Xiaowu smiled and said, "Then I wish you a high school champion in advance." ”