The night is wide and far away.

Under the vast night, the huge grinding wheel that gathered more than 100,000 people was disintegrating and shattering, and the chaotic conflict of the crowd was fierce and huge in the light of large and small, speckled fires.

At that time, the greatest wave of chaos was being pushed away in the camp of the Western Xia main formation, and men and horses ran in confusion, and flames set the tents on fire. The front of the Proton Army had sunk down, and the back ranks involuntarily took two steps back, and an avalanche of rout appeared before people could still scratch their heads. A team of Black Flags storming the crossbow position caused a chain reaction, and the bolts flew wildly in the chaotic firelight. The atmosphere of screaming, running, depression and fear tightly bound everything, Luo Ye, Mao Yishan, Hou Wu and others fought hard, not many people remembered what was specific, they pushed and killed in the depths of the firelight, first one step, then two steps......

The iron-armored war horses were driven into the camp, and some of the war horses had already fallen, Qin Shaoqian took off his helmet, lifted his armor, and wielded the long knife. His vision was also trembling slightly. Ahead, Black Flag soldiers pounced on the enemy's array.

The cavalry of more than 200 people responsible for releasing the hot air balloon passed through the heavy rout, interspersed.

The pressure from the darkness, the pressure from the chaos inside, this afternoon, the 70,000 men on the periphery still did not stop the opposing troops, and the pressure from the huge rout was exploding. There is more than one point of attack of the Black Flag Army, but at each point, those blood-stained soldiers with fierce and crazy eyes still burst out with huge lethality......

In the darkness of the night, the party reached its climax, and then pounced in several directions.

From order to disorder. From compression to expansion, the people who were pushed apart were first piece-by-piece, and gradually became strands, groups, and finally scattered into dots, and the little firelight began to gradually thin. The huge Dong Zhiyuan. The huge crowd will pass away, and the wind will blow through the field.

……

A wolf howl sounded in the field.

The spread of the bloody breath attracted the predators of the plains, and at the edge, they found the carcasses, gathered and gnawed. Occasionally, there were voices of people in the distance, torches lit, and sometimes, wild wolves followed the bloody breath of the people.

A radius of more than ten miles. Occasionally, fights that belong to the laws of nature will happen, and large or small groups of routs are still passing by, and the sounds in the surrounding darkness will turn them into frightened birds.

The rout on the periphery was followed by the breakout of the middle formation, and then the rout of the main formation. Victory or defeat in battle is often confusing. An army of less than 10,000 pounced on 100,000 men is a concept that can only be roughly imagined. But it was only when the front line was fighting that the pressure and fear of the moment were truly profound and real, and these fleeing soldiers walked faster and did not dare to turn back after roughly knowing the news of the chaos in their own formation.

Luo Ye and his two companions were supporting each other and walking in the dim field. On the right is his brother, named Li Zuosi, and on the left is Mao Yishan, a companion he met on the way. This man is honest and stupid, but he is a good hand on the battlefield.

When the Western Xia army was defeated. They chased and killed all the way, some ran out of strength and stayed on the road, but a few pursued them all the way in different directions - they were eventually thrown away. When he realized that there was no one around, Luo Ye stood for a while, and finally began to walk back, the three bloody people, supporting each other without much conversation. Luo Ye nagged in his mouth: "It's okay, it's okay, right?" You can't stop, don't stop, hold on to ...... at this time"

He'd been whispering it all the time. Mao Yishan touched his body occasionally: "I don't feel it anymore, but it's okay, it's okay......"

"Don't stop, stay awake ......"

"We ...... Did you win? ”

"I don't know, I don't know......" Luo Ye replied subconsciously.

They fought all the way through the Xixia camp, chasing large groups of routs, but they really didn't know the outcome of the entire battlefield.

On the road, I found a torch that was about to be extinguished, blew it and walked forward. There was a smell of blood on the road, and there were corpses underground, so they put the torch over to look at it, and after a while, they found two wounded companions, who were lying on the ground back to back, as if they were dead, but Luo Ye tested that they were still angry, slapped each of them in the face, and then took off a small leather bag on their bodies.

"Can't sleep, can't sleep, drink water, come and drink water, take a sip ......"

"You have a wound on your body, you will die if you sleep, come, hold on, hold on, hold on......"

Then five people walked forward with their arms, and after walking for a while, there was the sound of a rope on the opposite side, and four figures stood still, and then a voice came: "Who?" ”

"Huaxia ......"

"Two-one-two-one-two, Mao ......" Mao Yishan, who opened his mouth to speak, reported the queue, he was the second squad of the second platoon of the second battalion of the second battalion, but it was quite easy to remember. Before he finished speaking, he had already seen a few people in the shimmer on the other side, and a voice sounded: "A mountain? ”

"Huh? Platoon, platoon commander? Brother Hou? ”

The four people also walked over with support, and Hou Wu and Qu Qing were among them. When the nine people converged, Qu Qing was seriously injured and almost fainted to death. Luo Ye also knew them, and shook his head: "Don't leave first, don't leave first, let's ...... Take a break......"

The wind whimpered near the middle of the night, and on the wasteland, there were bursts of bloody gas, and several people got some dry grass and firewood, and took off two pieces of clothes from the dead Xixia soldiers who could be found not far away, lit a bonfire, and boiled water at the same time, bandaged Qu Qing with the wound medicine they carried, and then bandaged the others with difficulty one after another.

The nine of them were all doing this at this time, slowly wounding and bandaging, while whispering about the battle situation.

"Won?"

"Who are you chasing?"

"King of Western Xia? Are you chasing Li Qianshun? I seem to be ...... too."

"I don't know if it's true, but it's a pity that I didn't cut off the human head......"

Even at such a moment, Luo Ye was still thinking about Li Qianshun in his heart, shaking his head, quite regretful. Hou Wu nodded: "Yes, I don't know who killed me, I see the time when I chased it." It's like winning. Who killed the king of Western Xia, right? Otherwise, how could they run ......?"

The bonfire burned, and these words were in small pieces, and suddenly, there was a sound not far away, it was the sound of footsteps, and the light of torches. The crowd came from the mound behind, and after a few moments, they saw each other.

It was not the Black Flag Army, it looked like the army of Western Xia in the light of the torches, although it was a little embarrassed in the field of vision, but there were not many scars on these people's bodies, they had not been stained with blood, and there were twenty or thirty people. As soon as the two sides met, the other side stopped there. More than a dozen people in front of him were holding spears, and some of them drew their waist knives.

Here, no one spoke, Mao Yishan, who was covered in blood, froze for a moment, he grabbed the long knife in the ground and stood up.

The wind blew across the ground, and the flames burned, stretching the silent and terrifying figure. Then came Luo Ye, who stood up. The corners of his mouth smiled slightly. Then, the people by the fire slowly got up one after another, the nine figures stood there, and Luo Ye raised his knife.

"I'm going to leave it here." Luo Ye spoke in a low voice, "It's a pity that I didn't kill Li Qianshun, the first Western Xia officer after leaving the mountain." I was robbed by you, it's boring......"

"Ah......" Hou Wu looked ahead, absent-mindedly, "Isn't there another one here?" How about giving it to you? ”

"Heh, I...... Uh...... "He was about to say something. was stunned for a moment, and on the other side of the field of vision, twenty or thirty people slowly retreated, and then pulled out their legs and ran.

“……”

There was silence around the campfire for a while.

"Hehe......"

"Haha......"

When the voice sounded, it was all weak laughter: "Scared me to death......"

"You say, we're not going to win, are we?"

"Looks like ......"

"Hahahaha-bastard!"

In the flickering firelight, the nine figures stood there, and the laughter spread far away in this field......

In all parts of the field, there were similar figures walking, and the flames were gradually extinguishing in the place that was originally the headquarters of the Western Xia king. A large number of supplies and heavy vehicles were left behind, and the extremely tired soldiers were still active, they helped each other, supported each other, bandaged the wounded, drank a little water or broth, and the people with strength were let out, and began to look around for the wounded and separated soldiers, and the soldiers who were found and helped each other back were bandaged and treated to a certain extent, and leaned against each other on the materials by the fire, and some people talked from time to time, so that people would not fall asleep at the most exhausting moment.

The hour passed, and then the hour came, and some people came back one after another, and there were also those who had rested a little more, and they took torches and rode out on movable and captured horses. Mao Yishan and the others only returned here around the ugly hour, and Qu Qing was seriously injured and sent to a tent for treatment. Qin Shaoqian dragged his tired body to patrol the camp.

When he rested again, Luo Ye and Hou Wu and the others said to each other: "We won?" ”

At the dawn of the morning, people were still sleeping in the silent camp. But one after another, when they woke up their companions, there were still some companions who had left forever from the slumber of the previous night. Men were sent out one after another, under the leadership of the officers, throughout the day, from the march of the great battle, looking for the bodies of the dead that had been left behind, or the traces of the wounded that were still surviving.

……

On the first day of the seventh month of the second year of Jingping, at dusk, on Dong Zhiyuan, there was an army of more than 3,000 people in formation, and the battle had stopped.

The tall one-eyed general stepped forward, and in the sky on one side, the clouds burned like flames, spreading out across the vast sky. The blood-stained black flag waives in the wind.

He said something about it, and said something more. In the fiery sunset, accompanied by those dead companions, the soldiers in the queue are solemn and firm, they have experienced unimaginable tempering by others, at this time, everyone has injuries on their bodies, for the past of this tempering, they don't even have much real feeling, only the dead companions are more and more real.

No one can afford not to pay for their living space, they have paid for it, and many have even paid for survival itself.

Compared with the 100,000 troops that Li Qianshun pressed over before, the overwhelming banners, the army in front of him was pitifully small. But it was also at this moment, even if they were standing on this battlefield full of pain, their array seemed to have a soaring spirit wolf smoke, stirring the sky and clouds.

The military formation on Dong Zhiyuan suddenly let out a roar, the roar was like thunder, and after another sound, the military horn of Canggu on the battlefield sounded, spreading far away along the evening wind.

This is a memorial.

On this day, they had not yet thought of celebrating. For the departure of the warriors, they opened the way with shouts and trumpets.

Countless things are still waiting for them in the rear. But the most important thing at this point is that they want to rest......

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In the northwest, at this time, the whole body was still in the scorching heat known as autumn peeling, and the thousands of family troops led by Chong Yan were being chased by more than 10,000 Western Xia troops and were moving south. He had some understanding of Dong Zhiyuan's advance of the Western Xia army. The army, which had suddenly swooped out from the mountains, took advantage of the firearms and suddenly knocked out the Iron Harriers. In the face of an army of 100,000, they may only be able to retreat, but at this time, they finally gave themselves a little respite, no matter what, they should also threaten Li Qianshun's back road, Yuan, Qing and other places, and give them some help.

This monarch-killing army is quite strong, if it can be taken under its command, maybe the situation in the northwest will still have a turnaround, but they are unruly and need to be cautious in their use. But it doesn't matter, even if we talk about cooperation and conspiracy first, once the Western Xia can be driven away, the family in the northwest still occupies the name of righteousness and orthodoxy, and they should be able to restrain them.

In the northeast, after receiving the news of the destruction of the Iron Harrier, the Zhejia army has poured out of the nest and headed south. The leader of the army sighed that it was indeed the most terrible person who was in a hurry--he had known the food shortage situation in that part of the Xiaocang River before--and was ready to pick Qingjian and other places to make the fruits of victory. He was indeed afraid that the Western Xia army would press over, but now that the Iron Harrier had been destroyed, the Zhejia army could fight Li Qianshun in the ring. As for the Black Flag Army, since they have taken down Yanzhou, they might as well let them continue to attract Li Qianshun's attention, but they also have to find a way to figure out their hole cards for destroying the Iron Harrier.

The one who kills the king is not available, and he does not dare to use it. But in this world, the ruthless man has his place, and he doesn't care if they can survive Li Qianshun's anger or not.

Xiao Canghe, the debate between the young and the old man still continues every day, but in the past two days, both of them have been a little absent-minded, and whenever they are in such a state, what Ning Yi says becomes more and more unscrupulous.

“…… Nowadays, Xiaocanghe's training methods are limited, and our location is also a little special. But if, as Zuo Gong said, with Confucianism and the world, it is not impossible to see the blood with the white blade and the tip of the needle against Maimang, if it is really pressed by the whole world, you will kill me first at all costs, then why should I scruple...... For example, I can divide the land rights so that the cultivator has his land, and then I can ......."

“…… The core of what I want to fight is the law of reason! The order of only the three words of reason, reason, and law is the greatest dregs of Confucianism...... That's right, that's right, you're right, but if the world changes again, the word must take precedence...... Uh, what's the use of you scolding me, let's be reasonable......"

The old man blew his beard again and glared away.

Walking into the courtyard, the sunset was red, Su Tan'er was teaching Ning Xi to read and write in the courtyard, and when she saw Ning Yi coming out, she smiled: "Xianggong, you won the quarrel again." But seeing Ning Yi looking into the distance, he was still a little distracted, and after a while, he reacted, thought about it, but shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's not counting, some things are said to be nonsense now, and they shouldn't be said." ”

He looked in the direction of the sun setting, Su Tan'er knew what he was worried about and stopped bothering him. After a while, Ning Yi took a breath, sighed again, and shook his head as if he was mocking his incalmness. Thinking about things, I walked back to my room.

The cavalry who sent the message was already on the road hundreds of miles away at this time.

In Aoki Village, a solemn and dull atmosphere is enveloping everything.

Thousands of miles to the southeast, the team of King Kang's Mansion went north to Yingtian. In this silent world, the celebration of the new emperor's accession to the throne is brewing.

Thunder will sweep in. (To be continued.) )