Chapter 87: The Decisive Battle of Yanmen (Part II)

"Kill!" Ding Yuan pulled his hoarse voice and eliminated the last enemy.

Looking around, rotting corpses are everywhere, blood is flowing like rivers, crows are flying, and tens of thousands of corpses are left on both sides in this nameless dirt mountain, and the grass in this land will definitely grow very fat next year.

The tight strings in Ding Yuan's heart finally loosened, and Ding Yuan suddenly felt that his eyes were black, his legs and feet were weak, and he fell to the ground half-kneeling with his sword.

"My lord! Lord Assassin Shi ...... "Everyone was shocked, and regardless of the fact that they were disgraced, they lifted Ding Yuan up with all hands and feet.

Ding Yuan shook his head and signaled that he was fine.

Duan Cheng, who was not far away, nervously ordered all the troops to disperse in groups to capture the prisoners, and when he heard Ding Yuan fall, he immediately met him.

Some hated iron and steel: "Ding Jianyang, where is the injury?" Are they all in their forties, and they are still learning young people to charge into battle?"

Ding Yuan opened his eyes, got up and drank a big bowl ......of water, and lay back down: "I'm just too tired, the lives of tens of thousands of children in Bingzhou are in my hands, and I haven't closed my eyes in the past few days."

"Humph! The old man doesn't know how you fought for so many years? actually met the ambush of the Xianbei people, and deserved it! ”

Ding Yuan nodded and said, "It's my fault, if Duan Gong hadn't arrived in time, I would have almost lost my footing and become a thousand years of hatred." Ay...... I don't know what happened to Tong Sima. ”

"Hmph, you know now that you care about your subordinates? I've already ordered someone to answer it, so you can recuperate in peace. Duan Cheng waved his hand and asked the sergeant of the tunnel camp to carry Ding Yuan down.

Duan Cheng looked at this land full of sorrow and joy, death and rebirth.

The grief-grieved for their comrades-in-arms, brothers, and even their loved ones, who died in battle.

The rejoicing person carried the heads of several Xianbei nobles and pinned them to his waist, boasting loudly about his exploits, accepting the envious eyes of everyone.

In recent years, the imperial court has been harassed by Xianbei people on the border for many years, and it can't be beaten. Liu Hong had already compared the heads of the Xianbei people to other traitors, mountain bandits, and even rebellious tribes, and mentioned them to the forefront of the Han family's military exploits.

The officialdom of the Han family is dominated by military merits, and the soldiers get military merits and glorify their ancestors, and turn around gorgeously. If a general has military merits, he can become a general, or grasp the real power of a place, and Ding Yuan is the best representative.

Although it is not rich, it can even be called barren. But this is the land of the Han people, and the Han people grew up and died in the land of the Han people.

But history is cruel, and the Americas remained the land and homeland of the Indians until 1492.

They are kind and enthusiastic to help the fleet of goblons of outsiders.

When Gobrun arrived here for the second time in 1493 with his fleet, Goblon tore off his mask of camouflage, and this time he brought conquest and domination, with enough soldiers and supplies on his fleet.

The Indiantainol, the indigenous people who helped the Gobulons, went from being essentially "humane" to enslaved and exterminated from a population of more than half a million people.

European colonists flocked to the country, employing cowboys from the Wild West who had been transformed from robbers and war criminals to race in the Americas and save Indian land again and again.

By 1519, there were just over 10,000 TaΓ­no left.

Later, the yellow-skinned Indians disappeared, and the white-skinned Europeans became the masters of the area, and proudly called it "my homeland".

This is also the case in the grasslands of East Asia, where the contradiction between steppe nomadism and plain farming remains unresolved. This dream demon then entangled the Chinese dynasties for the next thousand years, until the end of the feudal era, and the appearance of great men reshuffled all this.

"Duan Gong!" Changshi Yang Lu ran over panting, holding a piece of paper in his hand: "This is a preliminary calculation, our capture, there are more than 1,600 prisoners, more than 100,000 cattle and sheep, and nearly 10,000 horses." There are too many details of money, and they haven't been counted yet. According to preliminary estimates, tens of millions of dollars are still available. ”

"Good!" Duan Cheng took it and took a cursory look at it, and immediately ordered: "Herald!"

"The subordinates are here!"

"Send a few people with the highest military achievements to escort this battle report along the street to boast, and be sure to hand it over to Your Majesty, and explain this great victory to Your Majesty in detail!"

"No!"

Changshi Yang Lu and the herald retreated, and Yang Lu personally ordered a few soldiers who killed the most enemies, and under the envious eyes of the army, he took this battle report.

They carefully protected it on their chests, stepped on their horses, carried their weapons, and hurried in the direction of Luoyang.

Yang Lu watched a few soldiers go away, and his heart couldn't help but ripple a little.

Duan Cheng does things, and a bowl of water is flat. Yang Lu was also embarrassed to be a little cautious, and followed them into Beijing together.

No one in the army likes villains who take advantage of loopholes, and if an army aspires to this, then it is not far from defeat.

These soldiers can be said to be on the verge of success, and such a great victory must be presented to His Majesty personally.

If from now on, Jane is a fierce general in the emperor's heart, such an impression remains in His Majesty's heart, then the promotion will definitely be faster than riding a rocket!

"Li Guang, Xue Rengui ......"

Even if you don't get such a huge benefit, will it be a simple benefit to be received by the Supreme Leader? This one will make them eat to their heart's content!

Yang Lu came back to his senses and beckoned everyone: "Okay, okay, don't look at it, hurry up and clean up the battlefield, let's be in Yanmen at night, a big piece of meat, a big sip of wine!"

"Okay! Hahaha! "The joy of victory still dilutes many things, they come all the way and fight thousands of miles, is it inconvenient for this? Life and death have a destiny and wealth in the sky, and Huaxia always cares about victory and defeat rather than anything else.

Duan Cheng took a few steps, and saw Gao Shun and the others were packing up a bunch of first-level military judges.

Duan Cheng looked at Gao Shun's bandaged leg and stepped forward and patted him: "What's wrong, you're injured?"

"Duan Gong." Gao Shun tried to salute Duan Cheng with difficulty, but was blocked by Duan Cheng.

"Take good care of your injuries, don't fall into the root of your illness, the court still needs you." Duan Cheng has always admired outstanding young people.

Gao Shun scratched his head embarrassedly, he was not very old, maybe it was the wind and sand of Jiuyuan that blew him a little old, in fact, he was only seventeen years old this year.

"Duan Gong, is there any news about them, they are Gao Shun's township party, and many other people care about them."

Gao Shun, as an official Han army, did not choose to leave the army without authorization, but this does not mean that Gao Shun does not care about them.

"Lu Bu?" Duan Cheng thought of the unruly young man.

"I have already sent nearly a thousand cavalry and Yanmen soldiers to help them, this Lu Fengxian, hey, is too bold."

Gao Shun also heard about Lu Bu's "glorious deeds", and if he didn't listen to orders on the battlefield, he would naturally be an immortal.

There will be a more later~ It's about to be on the shelves.

Hey, hey, hey......