Chapter 110 loses both

Without the moon, it was very unfavorable to the attack of the Han army, but it was very beneficial to the escape of the Huns.

"The whole army is back to the city!"

Huo Quzhi looked at the Han army galloping around and issued a military order.

"Won't you chase and kill the Evil King?" Sima Qian asked anxiously.

Huo Qubing was reluctant to talk to Sima Qian, a pure scholar, about the military formation, tonight's battle was a bit of a fluke, and he needed to return to the city quickly to recuperate and prepare for the attack of the Huns.

After all, half of the Huns are still outside, and God knows when they will return.

Yun Lang was lying on the wheel, his face was only an inch away from the reamer, and Liu Er was lying beside him with his back facing the sky, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Having lost the last of the moonlight, the chariot that ran wildly only ended up being destroyed and killed, Yun Lang felt that it was a gift from heaven that he was still alive.

The chariot rushed out a little far, just now, a large group of Hun cavalry galloped past the side of the carriage, but as long as there was a Hun who was a little interested in this destroyed chariot, Yun Lang was basically dead.

"Ahem......"

Liu Er coughed and sat up.

"Head of House—"

Liu Er shouted in a low voice, he didn't dare to shout loudly, for fear of recruiting the Huns.

"Stop shouting, stay alive."

Yun Lang replied in a low voice.

Liu Er crawled over with the sound, and after groping for Yunlang, he was relieved to find that the head of the family had all four limbs and did not seem to be injured multiple times.

"It's okay, I'm just too tired, I don't have much strength in my arms, I don't want to move!"

"I don't know if the battle has been won."

"It should be a victory, a lot of Huns ran away from our side just now, we have to take a breath, we have to go back to the city as soon as possible, and there will be changes later!"

Yun Lang came over for a long time before he felt the presence of his limbs, and he struggled to get up from the ground, wanting to drag Liu Er, but he rolled into a ball with Liu Er.

"My ribs are injured and I can't move, the head of the house, you go back first, and then find someone to save me."

"Left or right?"

"Right!"

Yun Lang came to Liu Er's left, helped Liu Er stand up with all his might, put his left arm on his shoulder, and walked in the direction of the surrendered city with half a drag and half a carry.

Along the way, Yun Lang saw at least four overturned chariots, groping around with tears, and he only found six corpses, as well as a companion who only had one breath left.

I don't know where the strength came from, Yun Lang carried one on his back, dragged one on his back, and went to the surrendered city step by step.

He didn't care what happened to the battlefield, no matter what the outcome was, it didn't matter to him, he did his best, and he was worthy of it, and now, he just wanted to bring his two companions back.

He heard his name being called in a low voice, but he didn't know why he wasn't in the mood to answer, he was afraid to know from someone that the convoy he had brought with him had been wiped out.

An ox cart was in front, the ox cart did not overturn, but the ox pulling the cart was dead, and there was a dead soldier sitting on the cart, Yun Lang sent Liu Er and the wounded soldiers to the ox cart, unloaded the harness, and dragged the ox cart to continue to the surrendered city.

At some point, the bullock cart, which was as heavy as a mountain, suddenly became brisk, and there should be a person pushing it behind.

When a hint of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, the battlefield gradually became clear.

Yun Lang stopped, looked back at the battlefield again, as if he was reborn again.

The unattended bonfires were about to be extinguished, and only wisps of green smoke rose up, and the burned military tents were also smoking, and the battlefield was filled with the stench of burnt cowhides.

There were far more chariots left than Yun Lang had expected, and at least half of them were still in use, and now, those chariots were full of wounded soldiers, following the ox carts he was dragging in a long line.

Huo Quzhi poked his head out from behind the ox cart and said, "Why don't you leave?" We didn't have much time left, and just now the scouts came to report, and the Huns stopped fifteen miles away. ”

"How's the battle going?" Yun Lang sniffled and pulled the ox cart back to start.

"I don't know the battle situation, I can only confirm that the evil king was seriously injured, and he was given a big bow by Li Kang, and the position was on the waist ribs, and I don't know if he is alive or dead!

The rest of the beheading is not very clear, in short, as long as it is the head of the Huns, I ordered all of them to be cut down, the number is not as much as I expected, only more than two thousand, it is spread in the open space behind, do you want to go and see? ”

"Forget it, don't look at it, what about us, our own casualties?"

"It's certain to kill 10,000 enemies and lose 3,000 yourself, but this battle is generally a victory."

"More than 700 killed?"

"Eight hundred and thirty-one...... Damn, if we win this battle twice, we will be wiped out. ”

"Li Dang and Zhao Ponu, what happened to them?"

"Li dared to die, he was hit by an arrow, Zhao Po was almost lucky, he was shot like a hedgehog, if it wasn't for the armor to block, he would have died!"

"Did you find Shainin?"

"I found it, my leg was broken, and everything else was fine, but you were safe and sound, which was really beyond my expectations."

After saying this, Yun Lang and Huo Qubing didn't have any idea of talking, and they couldn't say whether this was a victory or a defeat.

Hundreds of partners who get along day and night on weekdays, such a victory does not mean anything to the two of them.

The road of three or four miles is not long, and when the sun climbed up the mountain, Yun Lang and his party also came to the surrendered city.

When he entered the city gate for the most, Yun Lang was extremely emotional, this gate was a door of life and death for him, and entering the city gate was equivalent to crawling back to the world from hell.

"General Wansheng! Sima Wansheng! ”

Guo Xie stood alone in the cave of the city gate and pounded his cuirass to salute Yun Lang and Huo Quai, his voice hoarse and trembling.

And Su Zhi, who suddenly appeared in the cave of the city gate, howled and threw himself into Yun Lang's arms, unable to pull it open.

When Su Zhi saw Liu Er lying on the ox cart and dying, he was shocked to realize that he still had a duty to do.

A group of women were called, and the wounded soldiers were sent to the wounded barracks one by one.

"What about the wounded soldiers before?"

"It's all on the other side of the river, and I'm back with my medicine......"

"That's fine, it's hard to say whether the war can end, it's safer to stay there."

"Didn't win?"

"Both sides were defeated, in general, the Huns were more seriously injured, and the evil king was shot by Li Dang, and he should not survive."

Su Zhi put a piece of dog skin plaster on Yun Lang's waist and went to take care of other wounded soldiers.

Almost all of the soldiers who went out this time were wounded, and almost no one could be found intact.

Yun Lang looked at Liu Er again and found that this guy was asleep, and his breathing was steady, and it seemed that he couldn't die, so he changed into a beautiful armor and went to the city wall.

At this time, every Han soldier who can stand on the city wall needs to be replaced, and everyone needs to change into brand new armor, no matter what, it is necessary to give the Huns the illusion that the Han army is still strong.

Huo Quzhi sat on the arrow tower and was served by Guo Xie to drink and eat.

This is the first time Yun Lang has seen Huo Quzhi take food from Guo Xie to eat.

It's a sign of recognition.

Yun Lang also naturally took the dry cake from Guo Jie's hand, drank it and moistened his throat with a sip of wine: "The Huns are still here!" ”

"It's just more than a hundred sentinels, the Huns can't eat our strength, Guo Jie, pass the order, once the Huns enter the range of the bed crossbow, they will be killed!"

Hearing Huo Qubing say this, Guo Xie promised and trotted to the bed crossbow to convey Huo Quai's military order.

"Guo Xie is good!"

Huo Quzhi looked at Yun Langdao.

"I trust the current Guo Xie more, and I need to see it again when I return to Chang'an!"

"Those who are reliable on the battlefield will be reliable when they return to Chang'an."

"There is a problem with what you say, in the Surrendered City, the fates of all of us are connected, and it will be difficult to say after we go back."

"You still don't trust this man?"

Yun Lang smiled: "I only believe half of it, the problem is that even on the battlefield, he can only rely on half of it, don't forget about Bai Mountain." ”

The bed crossbow was pulled, and Yun Langhuo went to the illness to follow the prestige, only to see that two of the Huns who were originally traveling around the surrendered city were planted under the horses.

The rest of the Huns whistled and rushed away into the distance, and it seemed that there were still people waiting for their news on the other side of the Hun camp.

Huo Quzhi snorted coldly and said, "The Huns are leaving." ”

Yun Lang nodded and said, "You also send a military report to Chang'an and ask for reinforcements!" ”