The flames rose and dispelled the darkness.

Even though the sky overhead was lit by the firelight, it was still cloudy and snowy. But the light of the fire still stubbornly reflected the surrounding area.

Tongues of fire fly, like snakes and dragons.

If it is a fire, there are as many as seven or eight at a time, and this valley is reflected through.

The fine timber cut down for hundreds of mountain people in the heavy wind and snow was stacked into a frame, and on each layer of wooden frame, there were the corpses of He Hengan Jiaqi and Xuanjia Qi.

The relics of these warriors were carefully washed and cleaned, placed on a wooden frame, wrapped in firelight, and gradually burned, and the smoke was like wisps, reaching into the night sky.

In this battle, although it was a big victory, the Hengan armor cavalry and the Xuanjia cavalry also suffered heavy casualties. Of the 600 elite cavalry who were put into the battlefield, more than 160 were killed on the spot, and more than 200 were unable to climb up. Even those who can still stand are also covered in wounds.

In a hard-fought battle, the main force of the green wolf cavalry directly under the Zhibi family collapsed, and all the people and horses were killed or injured, which is really a normal thing.

This kind of bloody battle to the extent of all injuries has been unprecedented since the founding of the Great Sui. Even in the future, I am afraid that it will be difficult for a military horse to match it. In this era, the two armies fought against each other, and the loss of one or two achievements was already a battle to the death that was fought in a sea of corpses and blood. The damage ratio of Heng'an Jiaqi and Xuanjia Cavalry was told to the people of other military governments, but I am afraid that no one would dare to believe it!

On a fire, the corpses of those soldiers lying quietly all prove that this happened in the wind and snow on the border, and no one would pay attention to a battle, how these men in the clouds fought to the end, and what kind of sacrifice they paid!

The result of the death of these men is that nearly a thousand green wolf corpses are all over the snowfield, frozen into all kinds of strange shapes, covered by heavy snow, and can no longer return to the grassland! It is the executive department that threatens the border counties that has suffered unprecedented losses, the green wolf horse directly under it has almost broken its backbone, and the sweat banner of the executive has been taken down, normally speaking, the executive department will no longer be able to threaten the border counties of the Han family for at least a few years!

These negative men stood silently in front of these blazing fires, bowing their heads and saying nothing. These people who lived after the war were thickly wounded and frostbitten on their faces, hands, and exposed places. In the Central Plains Military Mansion, these soldiers should also be lying down and being taken care of, but now they are standing straight one by one, not moving in the cold wind.

The snow was falling, and an elegy sounded. The sound of the song is rough, echoing in the night sky. There is a desolate and heroic aura that gradually spreads and envelops everyone.

Gradually, someone stepped forward and threw some of the belongings left over from the robe into the fire. The custom of the Han family is to wait for death as life. It is the belief that although the bodies of these brothers are gone, their souls are still alive and living in another world that is invisible to everyone. Bless everyone, protect everyone. For thousands of years, the Han family will not be destroyed, and there will always be someone who will remember them, and this heroic soul will never dissipate.

These belongings were burned to the brothers so that they could live better in another world.

Objects were thrown into the fire, splashing a puff of sparks. Gradually, there were cries and cries, but it was the people in the border areas, their voices whimpering, sad and desolate.

But Heng'an Jiaqi and Xuanjia Qi, the men who have survived a hundred battles, have a complexion like iron, although their eyes are red, no one has shed a single tear.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the queue, and everyone's eyes turned to see Xu Le slowly walking out of the crowd.

Xu Le, who took off his armor, looked a little thin, and his face was a little pale because of his injuries. may be the reason for excessive blood loss, he is still thinly dressed in cold weather on weekdays, thickens a layer of silk robe, and then wraps it in a big coat, but he still looks dignified, like a son of a family.

But among the people present, there was no doubt about Xu Le's ability.

Wearing the armor, wearing the iron mask, and riding the dragon-swallowing dragon, he is a god of war to the letter! The green wolf rode in a heavy array, but he couldn't stop his forward impact, and finally completely broke the green wolf horse, and rushed straight in front of Zhi Bihe, forcing the Turkic Han king to flee in the wilderness, and finally cut off the sweat banner and returned from the formation!

How many green wolves ride, and finally tremble and collapse in front of him!

Xu Le appeared, whether it was a Xuanjia rider or a Hengan armor rider, they all respectfully gave way to Xu Le, looking at Xu Le's eyes, full of admiration and admiration, this was all Xu Le's life, flesh and blood, and death in exchange!

Beside the fire, Liu Wuzhou, who was surrounded by the guards, just glanced at the scene, closed his lips, and said nothing.

In Xu Le's hand, he carried the green wolf sweat flag. The flag hung down to the ground, covered with slush stains and blood stains from the ages, soaked in the texture of the flag. The green wolf on the flag, as if alive in the firelight, struggled and roared, trying to escape from Xu Le's hands, and in the end, it turned into a whimper and wail, crawling at Xu Le's feet!

Xu Le looked at the figures that were gradually covered by the firelight, closed his eyes and prayed silently, then opened his eyes again, raised his hand and threw this green wolf sweat flag into the fire!

There was a low exclamation from the crowd.

If there is such a record and such a capture in the border areas when the authority of the Great Sui Center is still there, with this sweat banner, it is enough to exchange for the title of a general in the Central Twelve Guards.

Even now, this sweat flag can be called priceless, and if it is used to coerce the Ministry of Execution, I am afraid that half of the Ministry of Execution will be willing to exchange it back. Even if Xu Le is unwilling to trade with the Deacon, any family he will give it to is enough for him to equip another Xuanjia cavalry battalion head!

But Xu Le threw the sweat flag into the fire without caring about it, comforting the spirits of so many men in the clouds.

The firelight crackled, Xu Le didn't say a word, saluted solemnly, then got up and turned away.

Everyone's eyes followed Xu Le's figure until Liu Wuzhou stood up and ordered loudly: "Wine!" ”

How many villagers sent the wine bags up, these are the treasures treasured in the various villages, in the winter, a sip of such a bad wine, may be able to save a life in the ice and snow. But now all the stockades have taken out these treasures.

Liu Wuzhou took a wine bag, opened the stopper, raised it high, and said loudly: "Brothers, go all the way!" Hengan Yingyang, when it will be fine, you don't have to worry! Even if Lao Liu dies, he must keep Heng'an Eagle safe! Huangquan Road is far away, but the bridge is dangerous, brothers, walk slowly on the road! ”

As soon as the words fell, Liu Wuzhou was already in tears. Raise the wine bag, drain the wine to the ground, and take a sip with your head up!

How many Heng'an Jiaqi and Xuanjia Qiqi raised their wine bags: "Huangquan Road is far away, but the bridge is dangerous, brothers, waiting for us on the road!" ”

The whimpering voices of the mountain people and the archers of the village soldiers rose high in this scene, the fire became bigger and bigger, and the smoke rose into the air, as if there were countless heroic souls, straight into the clouds.

And under the firelight, Liu Wuzhou's eyes turned to Xu Le, and he was bumped into by Xu Le, the two looked at each other, and Liu Wuzhou turned his head.