Now that the guards are leaderless, Liu Zhen's terrifying combat power has played a great deterrent role, and such a powerful Tong Meng can't stand up to being beaten with a palm.

The cultivation of a third-level martial artist has never been defeated, but today he has failed so badly. How much more are they?

Therefore, the guards had no intention of fighting at all, and only fled for their lives in a hurry, and those who could not escape were either killed or surrendered.

Bai Qi also hated these surrendered guards, regardless of whether they surrendered or not, and led his brothers to kill and slash.

Thinking of how miserable they were, even the common people, women, the elderly, and children did not let go, and they wanted to treat them in the way of others.

"Don't kill and surrender!" Liu Zhen immediately ordered Bai Qi to stop them, we are the Qi army, of course different from the Wei army.

In this way, the vast majority of these surrendered guards were able to save their lives.

Leave a team to watch over the captives and take over the guards' camp.

Liu Zhen led a group of men and horses to continue to chase and annihilate the remnants of the enemy, rushed out of the camp and chased after him, with a great tendency to kill them all.

Liu Zhen chased them out for more than 30 miles in one go, until these guards disappeared, and when it was evening, Liu Zhen ordered to collect the troops.

The battle lasted more than three hours, and the Qi army invested more than 6,000 soldiers and horses, annihilating more than 30,000 guards, including tens of thousands of prisoners.

In this battle, the Qi army only paid a small price of more than 2,000 casualties, and most of the more than 2,000 people were killed or injured in the battle to defend the city in the early stage.

At this time, there were corpses and blood everywhere outside the Mixed Yuan City. Outside the north gate, there were even more corpses piled up, and the corpses were piled up in the moat, becoming a river of blood.

Even the vegetation and wilderness changed color.

The red wheel fell westward, and everything lost its true color.

Under the cover of night, Mixed Yuan City was like a black monster, lying quietly there.

In the night wind, you can also hear the sound of wolves howling in the distance, which is a little creepy.

Zhao Heng, who was in the pile of corpses, slowly opened his eyes......

It took a long time for Zhao Heng to understand, his soul swam outside for a while, and then returned to his body, his vision gradually became clear, and the stars in the sky blinked at him.

Only then did he remember what had happened a few hours ago, and he had gone around the Netherworld and came back.

What happened to this battle?

There is no need to ask Liu Zhen to be cleaned up by them, his revenge must be avenged, if so, he will be blind to death.

It's a pity that he didn't take revenge with his own hands, and he didn't see Liu Zhen's death......

He wanted to move, but when he moved, he felt unbearable pain all over his body, especially his neck, which seemed to be about to break.

He struggled a few times, and finally turned to his side.

In front of him is a mountain of dead corpses, as far as the eye can see, there are so many dead and wounded, it must be a bloody battle, and the guards must have slaughtered the city.

Liu Zhen is dead, and that slut Mei Wuniang will definitely not end well......

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he saw a familiar corpse, a familiar armor, even the face was so familiar.

Who is that not Tong Meng? How is this possible?

He tried his best to open his eyes wide, and blinked several times, after all, his eyes did not deceive him, he was not mistaken, it was indeed Tong Meng.

All the thoughts just now collapsed.

It seems that the Wei army has suffered a defeat, and Tong Meng is not an opponent to keep, so this can only be explained in front of him. God don't bless me Zhao Heng!

At this time, he saw Tong Meng's hand tremble, and he couldn't help shouting with joy in his heart.

"Marshal? ……”

Tong Meng really opened his eyes, Zhao Heng was overjoyed, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he slowly crawled towards Tong Meng......

Tong Meng seemed to have fallen asleep, feeling that the whole body was not his own, only the memory was still clear.

"Marshal? It's ...... me."

Only then did Tong Meng know that the survivors were not only himself, but also Zhao Heng.

"Town, let's go ......"

"Leave me alone...... Let's go...... Let Sikong Lie avenge me......" Tong Meng spoke very hard, he knew that his injuries were very serious, and he was absolutely different from Zhao Heng.

"I, Zhao Heng, am the horse boy of the town marshal, how can I leave the town marshal, although this battle was defeated miserably, we can make a comeback and clean up the ...... surnamed Liu"

"I'm afraid it won't be a ......," Tong Meng shook his head, "I'm already a waste...... Martial arts are all lost......"

Hearing this, Zhao Heng's eyes showed a fierce light, and he pulled out a knife from the corpse next to him, remembering the situation when he and Li Ji humiliated him, Zhao Heng's face became hideous, and he clenched the knife in his hand.

"Unless you can see my uncle......"

When Zhao Heng was about to start, he suddenly heard Tong Meng's words, and he stopped again.

"Who is he?"

"Liao Kong, the national teacher of the country...... Not only can he heal, but you can heal me...... He is a great grandmaster at the fifth level, and no one can be his opponent...... He has a lot of valuable elixirs...... If his old man can come, Liu Zhen will be a worm, and the Qi country will perish...... It's a pity you can't see him......"

"Let's go." Zhao Heng changed his attention and interrupted Tong Meng.

Of course he knows what kind of character the great grandmaster is, Tong Meng is a third-level martial artist, and his martial arts cultivation can be called terrifying, and the great grandmaster is still a fifth-layer, and if he goes further, he will become a saint, and he is an omnipotent immortal-like existence!

The flame of hope in Zhao Heng's heart burned again.

He fell a few times before he stood up, and then put Tong Meng on top of him with difficulty, only to fall down again.

"I can't say it......" Tong Meng shook his head in disappointment.

Zhao Heng ignored him, and when he got up again, he staggered towards a corpse, closed his eyes and lay on the corpse and took a few sips.

Then in Tong Meng's frightened gaze, Zhao Heng cut off another piece with a knife, stuffed it into his mouth and pouted it heavily, with the thick liquid dripping, he didn't care about it completely......

Tong Meng could see clearly, he had a feeling of nausea, and he felt that he had to reacquaint himself with Zhao Heng, he was actually inferior to him, and his cultivation was thanks to a good uncle.

Suddenly, he remembered the words of his uncle Liao Kong, and said to Zhao Heng: "If you can really see my uncle, if he can appreciate you, you will be a blessed person......"

When he came over again, Zhao Heng not only walked fast, but also steadily, carrying Tong Meng on his shoulders and walking crookedly.

Before he could take a few steps, Zhao Heng tripped over the corpse, and both of them fell far away.

Then, Zhao Heng stood up again, put the half-dead Tong Meng on his shoulders again, and continued to walk forward.

Poof!

The two of them went into the moat and drank a few mouthfuls of blood, Zhao Heng dragged Tong Meng to death, and finally swam to the shore.

Zhao Heng went ashore and pulled Tong Meng out of the moat again, put it on his shoulders again, and the two staggering figures disappeared into the night......