Cheng Yanjin led 10,000 horses into the plateau and marched less than 100 miles, and the soldiers under his command fainted no less than 100 people, and the other soldiers also had their faces not very good-looking, their morale was low, and they couldn't lift their energy, even he himself felt extremely strong discomfort, if he didn't ride a horse and save a lot of physical strength, I am afraid that he would fall to the ground like those soldiers.

Also uncomfortable are Cheng Chumo, Yin Ping and others.

Especially Yin Ping, who reacted the most violently, lost his energy while riding a horse, lying on the back of the horse with his eyes half-closed, shouting that he turned his head effortlessly for a long time, looked at you with blank eyes, touched his forehead, and was hot and scary.

Only Chen Fei was the most relaxed, he didn't have any altitude sickness, rode a horse to take care of people everywhere, and helped Cheng Yanjin give the marching order.

Since entering the plateau, Chen Fei has grown a lot, and some things in the army have been almost touched by him.

"Hey!" Cheng Yanjin lay on the back of the horse and sighed, looked at the soldiers who were embarrassed, and finally reluctantly gave the order to withdraw the army.

In such a state, if you encounter the Tibetan troops, you are simply looking for death, and it is the royal way to withdraw the troops as soon as the Tubo people do not react.

So 10,000 soldiers and horses returned the same way, and as they gradually walked out of the plateau, the soldiers' symptoms were a little better, but the people with severe altitude sickness were still in a coma and needed to be sent to the hospital for treatment.

Chen Fei knew some recipes for overcoming altitude sickness, and he had made preparations in this regard when he entered Tibet in his previous life, so he sent people to prepare drugs such as rhodiola in advance to help alleviate altitude sickness.

"Boy, why are you okay?" Cheng Yanjin poured a large mouthful of water into his mouth, wiped his mouth, and looked at Chen Fei puzzled.

Even the battle-hardened him was almost thrown down on the plateau, Chen Fei, a stinky boy, was actually fine, it really made Cheng Yanjin incomprehensible, could it be that this kid couldn't take any panacea?

"Huh? Me? Chen Fei thought about it for a while, and probably had a number in his heart.

For those who usually exercise regularly, such as Yin Pingcheng biting gold, altitude sickness will be particularly intense, because such people consume a lot of oxygen when they breathe, so it is difficult to adapt to the plateau where oxygen is scarce.

On the contrary, Chen Fei is much better if he doesn't usually exercise much, and Chen Fei once ate a physique fruit, and his physique improved slightly, so there was nothing wrong.

Except for what can't be said, Chen Fei told Cheng Yanjin about the principle of altitude sickness, in exchange for a big white eye, Cheng Yanjin listened to it in a fog, and simply didn't care so much, withdraw the army from Tubo, report to the imperial court, and make plans in the future, anyway, there is no hurry to fight.

They returned to Songzhou City, and five days later, Songzhou's affairs were basically settled, and there would be a new governor to Songzhou to take over, and there would be new people moving over and new troops stationed.

Songzhou, which has experienced the war, will be reborn, but the pain caused by the war will never go away.

Li Ji's people made a stone tiger outside the woods in the south of Songzhou City, about the size of a real tiger, and there were many wine jars made of stones around this tiger.

A plaque was erected on the left side of the tiger, and someone was asked to carve and write the Battle of Songzhou on it to mourn for future generations.

As soon as the new governor came to fight Songzhou, there were scouts who reported that a small number of troops appeared in the direction of Tibet, wearing the clothes of the Tibetans, and the number was about 1,000.

"The Tibetans are here again?" Everyone frowned in unison, and when they heard that the number of the other party was only a thousand, they all snorted disdainfully.

The army of 200,000 people has been defeated, so why send these 1,000 men to die?

Cheng Biting Jin has the strongest temperament, and when he heard the words, his eyebrows were upside down. shouted behind him in a thick voice: "Fan Jiang! Give Lao Tzu the cavalry to annihilate them! ”

"Wait!" Chen Fei stopped Cheng Biting Jin. "Uncle Cheng, don't get excited, these thousand people may not be the Tubo army, they may be our own people!"

"yes, I almost forgot about this stubble!" Cheng Yanjin patted his head in annoyance, and then sent someone out to find out the origin of these thousand people.

Soon, the scouts reported that this thousand people were the thousand Tang troops sent out, and now they have returned from completing their mission.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and was glad that there was no impulse just now, otherwise it would have been an oolong now.

Li Ji quickly summoned the general of this army and listened to his report. I don't know what the general said to Li Ji and the others, but I saw that the faces of several of them became more and more gloomy, and finally they almost had a stinky face.

"Hey! This ghost place in Tubo is really TN's bad luck! Cheng bit Jin and scolded unhappily, and then led the army to return to the court.

Liu Lan and the others did not delay, handed over the matter at hand, and led the army back to Chang'an one by one.

The newly arrived governor led the people, and the soldiers defending the city were sent ten miles away until the army disappeared from view.

Chen Fei looked at Songzhou City, which was gradually moving away, and didn't know what to think in his heart.

The first war he participated in in his life has ended, but his career seems to have just begun, and how many bloody rains and disputes will he experience in the future? He was a little overwhelmed.

If he had to face such a war in the future, would he be as numb as Cheng Chumo and the others, and even eager to bathe in blood?

This topic seems to be a bit heavy, Chen Fei is a clever person, but he is not a person who likes to fight, as a modern person, he still prefers to solve things in a peaceful way.

But there doesn't seem to be so much peace in this era, and the most direct way to contradict nations is war, baptized with blood!

"Forget it, I don't want to think so much, let's think about life after returning to Chang'an." Chen Fei scratched his head.

Cheng Chumo rode up from the side, and after cultivating for a few days, his spirit was much better, not as bad as before, at least he had the energy to play with Chen Fei.

"Ah Fei, you have made a great contribution to the capture of Songzhou this time, when you return to Chang'an, Your Majesty will definitely give you a big reward! Maybe there's a knighthood too. ”

As he spoke, Cheng Chumo gestured his hand enviously: "The title earned by myself is still so young, tsk, I don't have that ability." ”

Chen Fei smiled, didn't speak, if only he really had a knighthood, what he was afraid of now was that when he returned to Chang'an, he would be caught by Li Shimin in a small black house, and then make thunderbolts day and night, and he would not see the sun until he died of old age.

"Brother Chu Mo, don't squeeze me, this time you also made a lot of contributions, leading the vanguard to kill a lot of enemies?"

Chen Fei's words seemed to reach Cheng Chumo's itch, he proudly stretched out his two palms and drew a number: "Guess, how many enemies have I killed with my own hands?" ”

Chen Fei: "You killed sixteen enemies. ”

"Huh? Why do you know? ”

Chen Fei: "Because your hand betrayed your thoughts!" ”