On the mountain road, the neighing of war horses made many of the guards stop fighting, and their eyes looked at the ice in shock. Xiao Zhicheng couldn't help but shudder, the move of martial arts cultivation was too vicious. More than 10,000 horses neighed on the ice, and ice slag splashed everywhere they passed. There was a creepy cracking sound on the ice bed, which was also covered with snow. Such a weight is simply not something that an ice bed can bear.

During the battle, he was stabbed several times, but he shouted with his red eyes, "Dudu~Run~ Run to the opposite side!" ”

This was the last cry of the Manchurian War, and he narrowly escaped the battle of Meran City, but he did not expect to be buried on the land of Moro. A generation of famous West Vietnamese generals fell in a pool of blood with humiliation and unwillingness. After Gu Fan slashed the full battle to the sky, he quickly came to Duan Lang, and the two of them also looked at Lu Mu.

On the ice, two Western Vietnamese soldiers struggled to pull the pulley, but the neighing war horses were getting closer and closer. The faces of the two pro-soldiers changed drastically, and after glancing at each other, the huge fear made them abandon Lu Mu and run to the other side of the ice bed alone.

Lu Mu sat on the block and didn't move, and even the horror and anger on his face disappeared. Lu Mu's face was like ashes, today's battle changed too quickly, even if Lu Mu was extremely shrewd, he couldn't analyze such a sophisticated ambush plan in the absence of intelligence information.

Lu Mu sighed and looked at Duan Lang with a dull gaze. The two looked at each other from a distance, and Lu Mu suddenly smiled miserably. He smiled, as if he was saying goodbye to Duan Lang. It's just that this time goodbye, the two will never see each other again.

Lu Mu thought about the past, when he first saw Duan Lang in the capital city, he was impressed by Duan Lang's strategy for managing the army. But at that time, Lu Mu hadn't completely taken Duan Lang into his eyes. It wasn't until later after the fiasco of Lidu City that Lu Mu regarded Duan Lang as his lifelong enemy. In the past seven years, Lu Mu has been studying Duan Lang and Tangtai Mingyue all the time, but he didn't expect that he would lose in the end. This time, he was completely defeated, not only losing his life, but also losing the entire Western Vietnam. This army of soldiers and horses is almost the last bottom line of West Vietnam, even if West Vietnam prepares for war, Lu Mu knows that no one can stop Duan Lang's footsteps.

On the snow-covered ice, except for the neighing of the war horses, the frightened screams of the guards. The ice bed that had not yet been completely frozen finally broke, and Lu Mu, a world-famous military advisor, was drowned in the herd of horses in the eyes of everyone. The river is surging, and the ice can no longer withstand the pressure of many soldiers and horses. The horses struggled on the broken water, and the guards who fell into it went straight to the bottom of the river due to the weight of their armor.

On the embankment, everyone was shocked by the terrible situation on the ice. Duan Lang was still staring at Lu Mu, and until the last moment when Lu Mu sank, neither of them left their gazes. The great enemy was gone, but Duan Lang suddenly felt a little lost. Over the years, he has always pretended to have hatred for Lu Mu in his heart, but he didn't expect that when the hatred ended, he had no excitement.

Duan Lang let out a long sigh, looking back at his opponents over the years, Duan Lang found that everyone had a different position in his heart. But there are only three people who can make Duan Lang unforgettable. Great Xia Xiangguo is one of the bans, although this person was defeated, he won Duan Lang's respect. Secondly, it is Mo Kun, the military division of Nanping. From the first confrontation between Wuliang City and Mo Kun, to the tragic ending that Mo Kun in Molan City chose later, Duan Lang felt that he was an opponent worthy of respect.

The last one is Lu Mu, the governor of Western Vietnam. Duan Lang didn't know what to say about him, he used all kinds of insidious and cunning and vicious methods in the war, but it was understandable to win the victory. However, Duan Lang still thinks that Lu Mu is not worthy of his praise, because Lu Mu should not use his viciousness on those innocent people. After seven years of confrontation, he became the king and lost the king, and it can only be said that Lu Mu was unlucky, and he met Duan Lang and Yutai Mingyue in this life. Of course, Duan Lang also knew that without the help of Tangtai Mingyue, he would definitely not be Lu Mu's opponent. Even in this last battle, if it weren't for the fact that Tangtai Mingyue chose peace talks to persuade Wu Faxiu, I'm afraid Duan Lang would still not be able to deal with Lu Mu.

As soon as Lu Mu died, the battle of Xiaojian Mountain ended quickly. The soldiers of the West Vietnam lacked a soul, and they did not choose to fight to the end. Surrender can also redeem oneself, and there is only one way to die in a bloody battle. The soldiers of the West Vietnam knew that the general trend was gone, and there was no point in continuing to fight. They could not change the fate of defeat, let alone save the declining West Vietnam with their own lives. Being alive is the only choice they can choose.

Up and down Xiaojian Mountain, the soldiers of the Great Calendar Kingdom burst out into bursts of cheers, but there was no joy of victory in the soldiers and horses. Especially the Longmu Department led by Cheng Jie Muchi, even felt that this war was unreasonable.

Outside Xiaojian Mountain, Duan Lang met with Wu Fa Xiu again. Xiao Zhicheng stared at Duan Lang tightly, he felt that this Emperor of the Great Calendar Kingdom was even younger than he imagined.

Duan Lang hugged his fists, "Thank you for the gift from the prince, this favor is remembered, and he will repay it one day." ”

"Emperor Jishan should not be polite, killing Lu Mu is also the intention of His Majesty my lord. Wu Fa Xiu is the commander in chief of the army, of course he can't let him escape. Jishan Emperor, these captured Xiyue soldiers, do you see~? ”

Duan Lang waved his hand absently, "It's all yours." ”

As soon as he heard that Duan Lang didn't want prisoners of war, not only Wu Fa Xiu, but even the generals such as Charchinke Puerye were full of joy. These prisoners of war are not only military exploits, but also a valuable asset. The generals and commanders of the prisoners of war will sell their bodies and return home according to the rank price, and it doesn't matter if they are not ransomed, this kind of sturdy war slave is very sought-after. They would be purchased by the families for heavy work such as cutting wood and charcoal, and quarrying in the mountains.

After nearly an hour of battlefield cleanup, the battle of Xiaojianshan finally came to an end, and Chen Qi and others also brought back heavy materials such as war horses and simple carriages from the back mountain. Wufa Xiu Ji Erye and Charchinke escorted the prisoners of war, and he accompanied Duan Lang to march to Mamaiya City first. Duan Lang did not let the soldiers and horses enter the city of Mamaia, but set up camp outside the city. This is not only a warning, but also to reflect the dignity of their soldiers and horses. Moreover, the Moro Guards were still hostile to the soldiers of the Great Calendar Kingdom, and it was easy for the two sides to have conflicts when they lived in the same city.

The excited soldiers cut down trees, the camp rose from the ground, and the soldiers and horses of each battalion gathered in front of the tent with the joy of victory. Duan Lang stood on a high place, looked at the happy soldiers, and shouted loudly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this expedition is finally over, and I am proud of you. No matter how much we suffered and how many soldiers and horses we lost, in the end we won the victory. ”

More than 30,000 soldiers suddenly erupted in cheers like a tsunami. There are many people who shed tears of excitement. From the original 60,000 elites, to the later 20,000 new troops, there are now only more than 30,000 left. To survive this brutal war, they are not only to be thankful, but also to those comrades who have fallen bravely.

Duan Lang waited until everyone cheered, and then said, "Fellow soldiers, everyone will work hard for a few more days, and we can return to the Great Calendar Kingdom." When he returns to China, he will be rewarded for his meritorious deeds. You people will also be reassigned to the major camps in our country. Because they need warriors, you will be the commanders, hundreds, and thousands of generals of the new army, and even the commanders and generals, and you will be the most reliable cornerstone of our country. ”

The 30,000 soldiers burst into cheers again, this is the reward they have exchanged for their lives, and it is also the reward for following the Jishan Emperor to fight. Duan Lang pressed his hand, and after everyone was quiet, Duan Lang's expression became serious.

"However, there is one more thing that Ben Shuai did not intend to say. But for the sake of all of you who followed me Duan Lang to kill the enemy bravely, Ben Shuai did not vomit or be unhappy. ”

Duan Lang paused slightly, and then said, "Ben Shuai already knows that among you people, there are many Nanping secret agents. Ying Shoushan sent a large number of people to enter the interior of our Great Calendar Kingdom, and even went deep into all corners. Ben Shuai doesn't care about the others, and Jianshan Xiangguo will be arrested. But among you, these Nanping spies, Ben Shuai has something to say. ”

Except for a few well-informed generals such as Zhou Long, the soldiers of each battalion showed surprise and anger. They didn't expect that among their companions, there were actually a large number of Nanping secret agents hidden.

Duan Lang suppressed the noise of everyone, and then said, "Listen, you Nanping secrets, for the sake of you going into battle to kill the enemy, in the name of the emperor, I will amnesty you and let you go." even said that if he was willing to stay, he would welcome him equally. Those who do not want to stay can receive a reward and leave on their own after returning. Listen to you, the lords of the camp, and you must not suppress or even humiliate those who are willing to stay or leave openly. Either way, they're teammates who fought alongside you, and they're brothers in life and death. Of course, for those who still hide their identities and endanger our country, this commander will not be spared. You only get one chance, and I hope you will be able to make an informed choice when you return. ”

Duan Lang looked at those new troops with a majestic gaze, but he didn't point out that these spies were hidden in the new army, which could be regarded as giving them a certain amount of dignity. Zhou Long and others also admired Duan Lang's amnesty from the bottom of their hearts. As combat generals, they have a lot of affection for every brother who follows them to fight hard. They even said that they would rather these spies die on the battlefield than die in their own hands.

After Duan Lang announced this matter, he immediately issued a handsome order. That is, no one is allowed to mention this matter again, and the soldiers can rest for three days and indulge to their heart's content.

In Mamaiya City, the martial arts cultivators sent wine and meat to Duan Lang's camp, and invited Duan Lang and the main generals to the city for a banquet. Of course, Duan Lang would not refuse, after the big victory, it was time to have a good drink, Duan Lang took Zhou Long, Zhou Wu and others into the city mansion.

On the lobby of the mansion, after a warm welcome from Mo Luo, the representative of Wu Faxiu, a banquet began to celebrate. At first, the generals on both sides seemed a little taciturn, but after three rounds of wine and five flavors, these rugged men suddenly became lively. At this time, Duan Lang and Wu Faxiu quietly left the banquet and came to the hall in the backyard of the mansion.

The door was closed, and three pots of charcoal fire kept the room warm like spring. Wu Faxiu looked at Duan Lang and asked softly.

"Jishan Emperor, I don't know what to do next?"

Duan Lang smiled, "Of course, I'm returning to the Great Calendar Country." ”

Wu Faxiu was stunned for a moment, "What, you don't go to Xiyue?" You must know that the current West Vietnamese troops are sparse, and no one can stop the footsteps of Emperor Jishan. If you want to solve the problem of Western Vietnam, now is the best time. ”

Duan Lang shook his head, "It's still the same sentence, this emperor doesn't have the intention of devouring the heroes. That Lu Mu's wolf ambition, coupled with personal enmity and grudges with this emperor, must be killed. Now that Lu Mu is dead, the agreement between me and Vupor Khan must be carried out. As for the Western Yue side, the Emperor believed that they would send envoys to our Great Calendar Kingdom to plead guilty. ”

Wu Faxiu nodded, "Then~ When is Emperor Jishan going to leave?" ”

Duan Lang looked at Wu Fa Xiu and suddenly smiled mysteriously, "Lord Wang, don't you want to ask about the things agreed between us?" ”

Wu Fa Xiu said, "This king trusts Emperor Jishan. ”

Duan Lang sighed, "Old Lord, I have to say that among this Moro, you are a difficult character. This sentence of trust directly cut off the back road of this emperor. But I don't know what the prince's plans are after the success, Moro and my Dali Kingdom? ”

"Emperor Jishan rest assured, as long as this king is alive, he will do his best to maintain the peace and friendship between you and me. Of course, it also depends on the care of Emperor Jishan. Wu Fa Xiu said seriously.

Duan Lang thought for a moment, "Okay, I promised you that I won't let you down." Three days later, our army will return, and then the Emperor will join the Northern Ming army in the city of Tamira. This emperor will inform the Mingyue military division that in three days, he will go directly and secretly from Queyang Mountain to Yaks City. In terms of time, it is estimated that it will arrive one step ahead of the prince's army. However, you must ensure the safety of the Bright Moon Division. ”

Wu Faxiu was overjoyed in his heart, "Thank you Emperor Jishan for your help, although you can rest assured in terms of safety, you can let Emperor Mingyue go directly to Helian Chaha's mansion, he has already secretly returned." ”

"Helian Chaha? Hehe, Lu Muke was under his banner at the beginning. It seems that the prince has already begun to carefully lay out. But aren't you afraid that this Helian Chaha will strike a backhand when the time comes? Duan Lang asked.

"Emperor Jishan rest assured, this king has already left a back hand. Even if the king fails at that time, there will be no hidden danger to the safety of Emperor Mingyue. Wu Po Khan can kill my martial law cultivator, but he will never dare to touch the Empress Mingyue. ”

Duan Lang nodded, "Well, I believe this." However, in order to ensure the safety of Mingyue, this emperor will still send eighteen guards to escort him. As for whether it is successful or not, it depends on the ability of the prince. ”

"The king thanked me again." Wu Faxiu stood up and solemnly hugged his fists.

The two of them finished their deliberations and returned to the lobby. The people on both sides are going back and forth, and they are fighting for the amount of wine. Duan Lang didn't care, everyone was happy after the victory, even if they were drunk in the city, it didn't matter.

Wu Faxiu glanced around, but found that Xiao Zhicheng's figure was missing from the banquet. Wu Fa Xiu sighed secretly, he knew that there were some circumstances that might arouse Xiao Zhicheng's suspicions. Of course, Wu Faxiu knew that Wu Poer Khan put Xiao Zhicheng by his side to monitor his every move. In the past, Wu Fa Xiu could pretend to be confused and ignore it, but now, he had to stop Xiao Zhicheng's secret report to His Majesty. Otherwise, it is likely to ruin his big deal. Wu Faxiu hinted at the chief of the guard, and the chief guard quietly withdrew from the hall.

In a conservatory in the West Courtyard of the Imperial Palace, Xiao Zhicheng wrote hard and wrote today's events in detail. There are two important points that he must report to Vupor Khan, one of which is the private departure of Helian Chaha. The second is the secret meeting between Wu Faxiu and Duan Lang at tonight's banquet. As for how to judge Xiao Zhicheng, it doesn't matter, but he must report it truthfully.

Just as Xiao Zhi was writing the secret music, several dark shadows appeared in his courtyard. The two guards outside Xiao Zhicheng's room were silently knocked unconscious. The chief guard of Wu Faxiu stood under the corridor with a war knife in his hand, calmly took a few deep breaths, and stretched out his hand to push open the door of Xiao Zhicheng's room.