Dawan Wang Yehua may not have figured it out until he died. In your own country, in your own royal city, and surrounded by many samurai, how could you have your head cut off by someone else? He has no chance to understand this question in this world, so he can only go to Huangquan Road to think slowly.

The blood and death in the palace of the royal city shocked all those who were still alive. If the fierce fighting and killing just now only frightened the onlookers, then after those elite warriors were killed and wounded, the white-clothed Xuandao man casually cut off the golden sword of the Great Wan King, and then took his life as easily as killing an ant. Such a scene was in everyone's eyes, and all that was left was the trembling of prostrate kneeling on the ground.

No one could have predicted that this would happen. If you hadn't seen what you had just seen with your own eyes, I'm afraid few people would have believed it. And yet it is so real, so real that no one dares to doubt it in the slightest.

The blood had not yet coagulated, and those who had died were killed with a clean stab. Such a method makes people unable to resist at all.

The head of King Yehua of Dawan was taken to the city by the envoys of the Han Dynasty and hung on a long pole. This blind king watched from the top of the city as he watched how the army he had painstakingly organized was easily wiped out by the Han cavalry.

At the last moment, the kings of the Kingdom of Essence and Hyakya chose to give in. They handed over their king's golden seal to the envoys from the Han Dynasty. Then he sent people out of the city secretly to inform his own army, ordering them to distance themselves from the Dawan army and not shoot a single feather arrow at the Han army.

Originally, it was a strange story to control a royal city with the power of one person. But Park Yongyeol's invincibility and Dongfang Shuo's resourcefulness made all this possible. The two surrendered kings, who were guaranteed the safety of the Han envoys, ordered their men to control all the nobles who had not had time to escape. Then climb to the top of the city and watch the battle outside the city.

Those armies of the Western Regions, which did not have the ability to unify and coordinate, did not wait for the order to launch an attack on the Han army for a long time, and they were already a little messy. And for unknown reasons, part of the army also began to quietly move and withdraw. This made the rest of the Dawan army and those exiles in Xiqiang Loulan suspicious. However, before their general could send someone to ask for details, all of a sudden, the Han cavalry had already taken the initiative to charge!

The young man's white-clothed Shengxue was stained with blood and looked extremely colorful. Park Yongyeol stood on the high castle tower, drew his bow and shot diagonally into the air, and a ringing arrow burst into the air with red flames, which was clearly visible in the sky of the Western Regions.

The captain of the Han Army, who led a thousand cavalry, raised the Han sword in his hand. At this moment, needless to say, only charging and killing can calm the stirring emotions and tumbling blood in the heart.

The Han cavalry who was still covered with dust all the way was fully armored, and when they galloped on their horses, the snow and bright sword in their hands covered the sky and the sun. In this way, when the enemy's formation had not yet recovered from the chaos just now, they rushed and slaughtered fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, the ambushers who were waiting for their work became the targets of slaughter. The wind rose suddenly, and the yellow sand flew. Only when the real competition begins, the comparison between the strong and the weak in combat effectiveness, will be so different!

After holding out for less than a quarter of an hour, except for a few who were still desperately resisting, the Dawan army began to retreat like a tide. After someone on the battlefield shouted the news that King Dawan was dead and the royal city was lost, more than 10,000 troops became real lost dogs, and they lost their armor and collapsed.

No one is not afraid of death, and on the battlefield, herd mentality is a terrible curse. Once the courage to fight is lost, it will be difficult for the most powerful army to survive. What's more, it's just a rabble like the Dawan army!

On the head of the Dawan King City, all the nobles of the Western Regions looked at the thrilling battle scene not far away. All of them trembled, and their faces were like ashes.

I heard that this is just an ordinary Han cavalry, and it is already so powerful. So how should the two invincible elite horses in the legend change the color of the wind and clouds! The Han Dynasty can only be friendly, not enemies!

Chasing a fugitive in a victorious stance doesn't seem to be much fun either. However, for the Han army, which killed so heartily on the battlefield of the Western Regions for the first time, it was enough to make them proud.

Since Dawan was a country that was once very hostile to the Han Dynasty, then his subordinates did not have to show mercy. After the end of the battle outside the city, Dongfang Shuo issued an order to levy local servants and returnees, and together with the Han Dynasty merchants who rushed from all over the Western Regions after hearing the news, under the escort of a small number of cavalry, the treasury wealth of the Dawan Kingdom began to be transported back to the Central Plains along the paved Western Regions passage.

At the same time, there are naturally a large number of Dawan good horses. In addition to the tens of thousands of war horses captured on the battlefield, tens of thousands of war horses raised in several excellent pastures under Kunlun Mountain have also become the trophies of this war. There is no shortage of horses in the Han Dynasty now, but these are the best horses in the world, and of course the more the merrier.

As for the rest of the Jingjue and Baiye Kingdoms, they don't need Dongfang Shuo to speak, in such a situation, if they want to survive under the sharp blades of the Han cavalry, they naturally know what to do. In addition to dedicating a large amount of wealth and treasures, these two late-aware kings, under the protection of their ministers, hurried to desperately catch up with the kings of the Western Regions who had already gone to Chang'an. As for whether they can catch up with the time to meet the Son of Heaven of the Han Dynasty, it depends on their own creation.

Therefore, although this time it was only a trip of a thousand horses and a battle that was not too enjoyable, the harvest was very big. The mighty convoy was fully loaded, followed by countless war horses covering the land.

Dongfang Shuo looked at the grand scene that began to set off, and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

"I heard your master say that as long as the country has the right strategic goals and a truly strong army, then there is no need to be afraid of war at all. With such a force in hand, it is impossible for any war to waste the people and money and waste the country's strength. On the contrary, at some point, it is an essential means of expansion...... Now it seems that what he said is not exaggerating at all, and it is true! ”

Park Yongyeol, who had already reined in his edge and followed quietly, just smiled and did not make any comments. He wasn't interested in those militaristic events. The reason why I followed this trip this time was just to accept the task assigned by Master Yuanzhao, so that he could protect Dongfang Shuo well, no matter what the circumstances, this person must be allowed to go back intact.

Of course, he will sacrifice his life to do this task. As for killing the king in Dawan City and intimidating a city, it was just the need of the situation at that time. He didn't think about these things now, in his heart full of joy, he just wanted to go back quickly, and ask the master for advice from the master about the deep realm of sword intent that he had just realized.

The cavalry of the Han army who completely quelled the rebellion in the Western Regions did not stay here for long, and the subsequent Western Regions Protectorate was under construction, and the army of the Han Dynasty had begun to rush over one after another. Their mission is only to be ordered to respond to emergencies, and they do not need to be stationed for long.

So, after escorting a large number of baggage vehicles to the easternmost border of the Great Moon Clan, the Thousand Cavalry Han Army turned around and returned to the Dragon City camp with the pride of victory.

That night, the crown prince Liu Ju and Yuan Zhao prepared a sumptuous wine and meat in the name of the common name to reward these heroic Han family sons. The night was long, starry, heroic and generous, and very cheerful.

"Mr. Dongfang has worked hard! The battle to wipe out the remnants of the Western Regions is gratifying! When he returns to Chang'an in the future, His Majesty the Emperor will definitely be happy, and Mr. will be rewarded for his strategic work. Hehe! ”

Yuan Zhao held the cup in his hand and looked at Dongfang Shuo with a smile on his face. He knows better than anyone that this person who has been handed down to future generations in the name of a literary courtier actually has a very long desire to guide the country. It's just that in the past historical time and space, he didn't get such an opportunity, so he could only bury his endless grievances in those seemingly funny and unprovoked words. In the moonlight cup, in the words of the autumn wind, the loneliness in my heart can be imagined.

Dongfang Shuo didn't say anything superfluous and grateful. A full glass of wine from the Western Regions was drunk as soon as it was drunk, and there was not a drop left. There is one confidant in the world, how fortunate he is to be Dongfang Manqian!

"Yuanhou has won the prize! Hehe, in fact, the biggest credit this time is from Ling Gao's disciples! I deserve to drink this first glass of wine, and I should let him drink it. ”

Dongfang Shuo smiled and stretched out his hand to point at the Korean boy sitting on the other side. Yuan Zhao just smiled, but didn't say much. The crown prince Liu Ju had already stood up and personally served his wine glass to Park Yongyeol, with an eager gaze in his eyes.

"Come, this glass of wine is my toast to you!"

Park Yongyeol hurriedly turned over and stood up and saluted respectfully. Although the relationship between the prince and the master Yuan Zhao is very close, the identity of the prince of another country is not trivial, and it is already a very grand etiquette to toast in person.

"Huh! Well, since the prince values you so much, from now on, you should follow him. ”

Watching Park Yongyeol finish the wine, Yuan Zhao seemed to say something very casually. Everyone's hearts were shocked, and they all felt a little surprised. Dongfang Shuo's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something, but he didn't ask on such an occasion.

The crown prince Liu Ju was overjoyed. He had already had such a meaning in his heart, but he didn't expect that Yuan Zhao had already thought about him thoughtfully. Being by his side with such help made him feel a lot more at ease.

Under the moonlight, the atmosphere is harmonious. Dongfang Shuo laughed and said: "Yuanhou has been busy with military affairs and state affairs in recent years, and he has not heard of it for a long time!" Today, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the grassland is clear, so why not chant a song to help the wine? ”

Everyone in the room applauded. Yuan Zhao also laughed, he didn't shirk, he groaned slightly, and stood up. As far as the eyes see, all the swords and armor are shining, and the man is angry. Then he saluted the fallen soldiers with wine in the cup, and chanted aloud, like the mind of heaven and earth.

"Grape wine glow-in-the-dark glass, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times! ”