The victory of this war completely established the results of Xuanping's expedition, but at the same time, it also paid a heavy price.

Since the beginning of the war, he has been careful again and again, and he will never go out if he can, but after the first battle and the two large-scale battles on the Saarin, the cavalry units have been seriously damaged, and there are very few left, the heavy cavalry has less than 1,000 cavalry, and the light cavalry is slightly better, and 20,000 have been preserved. The casualties of the Euphorbia were also very large, with only 40,000 remaining. The mighty 950,000 troops arrived after passing through the Battle of the Salin. There are only 360,000 left.

Of course, these soldiers did not die in vain, their heroism and righteousness in exchange for the demise of nearly 600,000 troops of the demon clan, and the casualties of the two armies were similar, but in terms of history, this war can be said to be a milestone leap.

Throughout history, all dynasties and generations, when the human race has had such a feat, in the real sense, it has formed a war situation with the demon race in one exchange for one. Although this war involved a large number of cavalry and the divine weapons of the Shengong Battalion, it could not affect Xuanping's exploits in the slightest, as long as he could deal with the demon cubs, any means were good means.

The Xuanping Dynasty is great, incomparable, expelled the Tartars, unified the Central Plains, and created a hundred years of peace, this time with a weak attack, defeated 600,000 demon troops on the banks of the Salin River, no ancients, no one after that.

In the thousand-year-old history of Shenzhou, only the Xuanping Dynasty can be so domineering, if it is replaced by the half-hung dynasty more than five hundred years ago, let alone take the initiative to fight against the demon clan, it would be good not to be beaten by the northern barbarians to the south of the river.

The surroundings of the Salin River have returned to their former tranquility, the Terran army needs to rest, the battlefield needs to be cleaned up, and the continuous heavy snow has caused the temperature to drop to freezing. The Salin River began to freeze, and the corpses of the soldiers who had not had time to be fished ashore were frozen at the bottom of the Salin River.

Yao Hong and several Wuhou horses stood on the thick ice of the Salin River, looking at the snowy scene in the west.

The land was covered with snow and ice, and the snowflakes were flying, leaving only an endless white expanse, and the flowing water of the upper and lower reaches of the Salin River had lost its rolling momentum. Behind him, the endless Tianqian Mountains meander like white pythons, and the hills on the Guran Plain are like a group of white elephants galloping, as if they want to compete with the sky. When the weather is clear, the red sun and the white ice and snow complement each other, which is particularly delicate and moving.

If such magnificent mountains and rivers are seen by those poets in the Central Plains, they will definitely leave a lot of famous articles through the ages, but unfortunately they can't come, I hope that one day, those literati can stand here in the open hall, and make a fu, a poem, and a song for those who can make them stand here in the open hall.

Yao Hong stretched out his hand to let the snowflakes fall on his hand, then closed his palm downward, and then slowly released it, and the melted snow fell to the surface of the river one by one, like the tears shed by people who cared about their relatives on the battlefield in the distance.

The black imperial robe and the stone blue python robe with nine five-clawed golden dragons were worn on Yao Hong and several martial marquis, hunting with the wind, the spirit of the king was undoubtedly revealed, and the banner of Xuanping fluttered in the air not far away, and the smoke rose in the camp.

Yao Hong couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I didn't expect that there would be such a magnificent scenery in the territory of the Demon Clan, but unfortunately I don't know when my descendants and all the people will be able to see it." ”

Yao Changxing raised his injured right hand and touched the stubble on his face and said with a smile: "Brother Huang, don't worry, when we take down the Holy City and kill the little cubs of the demon clan, it's done." ”

Guo Tai shook his head and said: "The demon clan is not so easy to fight, this time it is not easy for us to win, relying on the Shengong Battalion to beat the demon clan by surprise, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to work again in the future, and this time the equipment of the Shengong Battalion is too bad, and there are few floating chariots with the most lethal power available, and the casualties of the soldiers are also very large, and the conservative estimate that the real battlefield is only more than 200,000, although the casualties of the demon clan are not smaller than ours, and we rely on this little force, we are still fighting in the demon clan's territory, and I want to enter the holy city in the mouth of the demon cub, It's too hard. ”

Yao Changxing was a little displeased, every time Guo Tai loved to disagree with him, even if he knew that Guo Tai was telling the truth, and he was also thinking about Xuanping personally, but his heart was not very comfortable after all. I heard that the Du Kang wine in the two places of Jiangnan and Guangling guarded by this guy is not famous, and it seems that he has to find an opportunity to steal two jars of wine from him to drink, and export his evil anger.

Yao Hong agreed with Guo Tai's words, this battle made Xuanping hurt his muscles and bones, his vitality was greatly damaged, and the war situation was much better than expected, but other aspects were not so satisfactory, logistics supply is a big problem, I originally thought that it could support at least three years, but now it is a little unsustainable, to the territory of the demon clan, the battle line is elongated, and the transportation is inconvenient. At the same time, the Northern Yuan Empire in the north also began to be in turmoil, frequently violating the border, and it was almost time to go back.

"How's the chaos going?" Yao Hong remembered his beloved general, so he asked Li Changzhi.

Li Changzhi lowered his head, sighed heavily, and did not answer Yao Hong's words, everyone was silent, there is indeed no reason for immortals in war, but who wants to die is the person who gets along with him day and night?

The cold wind of the winter moon blew the snowflakes over the Salin River into the distance, and the fluttering war spirits flew like catkins to the stele forest on the other side of the mountain, where they would return to eternity.

When the night came, a long meteor streaked by, illuminating the night sky, going from west to east, passing through the sky above the extreme western glacial lake, the Chiba rainforest, the holy city, the Great Fish Valley, the Guran Plain, the city of rest, the first pass, the Taichang Mountains, the imperial capital, the Hanyang River, the ten-mile long bridge, the East China Sea City, and finally disappeared into the vast sky.

The winter in the west is cold and scary, the Salin River is frozen and can't be split with an axe, Zhong Xin runs to the river every late at night, and is not afraid of the cold, sitting on the ice and muttering endlessly, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, sitting in the middle of the night, the sun comes out during the day Zhong Xin is happier than anyone else. No one knows why.

This year's winter was much longer than in previous years, until Xuanping withdrew the army, the Salin River was still frozen and solid, and it was not until the summer of the following year that the river slowly began to flow again, and a soldier at the bottom of the river who was very long and similar to Zhong Xin surfaced, and drifted into the distance with many Tongze and enemies, and did not know what to do.

From the winter moon to April of the second year, Xuanping and the demons fought for another six months one after another, of course, they were all small-scale battles, and both sides could not withstand a big battle like the Salin River, Xuanping's delay in retreating was just to let the enemy lose as much flesh as possible, and he was working harder now, and future generations would enjoy a little more happiness in the future.

After sacrificing another 60,000 soldiers, Xuanping's army fought all the way to a place called Liyabo in the central region of the Guran Plain, which Yao Hong renamed Taipingbo.

Here, the Xuanping army was resisted to the death by the demon army and civilians, which was more fierce than ever, because before that, there were more and more towns and tribes of the demon race, and there was even the second largest city of the demon race, Meleng City.

Logistics supply is also becoming more and more difficult, Xuanping had to start to retreat, from Tianyan Mountain to Taipingbo, a full two thousand miles, across the entire eastern region of the demon clan and the small half of the central region, they really tried their best, tired, tired, homesick, they want to go back to see the scenery of their hometown.

At the end of April, the spring breeze has a slight warmth, no longer so cold and cold, blowing on the smiling faces of the Xuanping soldiers, yes, they can finally go back, leaving the land they have conquered, at this time their mood should be excited, proud, reluctant, unwilling or sad, but the joy should always be more!

In September, Xuanping's army returned to the DPRK after encircling the national border of the Northern Yuan, and the war that lasted nearly two years came to an end.

The whole country shook, they really won, they hit the hometown of the demon clan, in the streets and alleys of the country, firecrackers rang out, gongs and drums were noisy, and people celebrated this hard-won victory.

This time it really hurt the demons, and the demons didn't dare to step out of the Heavenly Trench Mountain for a whole decade in the future. The Northern Yuan Dynasty also bowed to Xuanping.

However, not everyone is smiling, there are more than 600,000 families, all of them are vegetarian, every household is white, their sons, husbands, fathers, are gone.

In the Pingchaohou Mansion, a clever and generous little guy with red lips and white teeth sat on the threshold and looked at the corner of Lotus Leaf Street with his chin in his hands in a daze.

The little one thought to himself, "When will Daddy come back?" The uncles and uncles who walked with him on the next street have all returned, but only Uncle Ren and Daddy have not returned. ”

The sky of the imperial capital was shrouded in clouds, the rain was dripping down, the little guy saw the rain and quickly ran back to the room, not long after, took a big umbrella out, trotted all the way to the end of Lotus Leaf Street, squatted on the ground with some difficulty, rubbed his eyes, raised his head and looked into the distance.

He didn't dare to go far, in case he missed it with his father, he wouldn't be able to see his father for the first time, and his father would get sick in the rain if he didn't have an umbrella.

No one told the little guy the truth, and they couldn't bear to be sad about this cute little guy.

The little guy just waited, waited. Until a few days later, many uncles and uncles came to the house, some knew and some strangers, and the elder brother also returned, but without exception, their faces revealed seriousness, as well as sadness, and there was no previous smile in their eyes when they looked at them, only distress.

The house was covered with a white cloth everywhere. There were white candles everywhere, the people who came to the house were wearing white clothes, with white cloth scarves tied on their heads, and the housekeeper's maid's tears kept falling, and Sister Gu Yu cried and put on white clothes for herself, and tied a white cloth towel on her head.

There is a long big black box in the center of the lobby, and the uncles and uncles who came to the house are all bent down towards the big black box, and some of them even kneel down and kowtow, and their mothers and brothers are crying, and they don't know why they are crying, but their hearts hurt so much, and they also cried.

In the autumn of that year, the little guy never saw the majestic figure who always peeled off the sugar coating on the outside of the sugar gourd and broke it a little bit before putting it in his mouth, and he, like many children, had no father.

From this day on, the little guy hadn't eaten sugar gourd for a long, long time, and he didn't even dare to look at it more.