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The sound of fighting outside the city was gradually drowned out by the wind, but the wails and screams were still endless, in Li Hong's eyes, if Jin Wuwei was like a pack of wolves, after besieging the enemy, . Lewen Mobile Network

Then the floating slaughter camp is like a shark-like existence, belonging to the kind of greater heterogeneous who can't smell blood, the pungent smell of blood seems to be able to make their nerves become excited, watching the blood scattered in the air, or ticking on the face, often can make the soldiers of the floating slaughter camp more murderous, bloody, and cold.

In less than an hour, the Tang army outside Liujing began to retreat into the city in an orderly manner, leaving behind a scene like wheat stalks being pushed to the ground after the ears of wheat were harvested, and the broken flags were planted diagonally on the ground, swaying weakly with the breeze.

At the top of the flagpole, an unknown scavenging bird stood on it, flapping its wings vigilantly, with a pair of blazing eagle eyes, looking at the back of the retreating Tang army, and from time to time looking at the food left all over the ground, there was a kind of entanglement that did not know which piece to start eating.

All the horses that were not injured or killed in battle were led back to Liujing by the Tang army, and some Silla and Baekje soldiers who were not seriously injured felt that there was finally no longer the sound of fighting around them, only the sound of birds flapping their wings and slowly falling.

Only then did he slowly push away the heavy corpse on his body, his eyes were like the eyes of those birds, and after lying on the ground and looking up and down, left and right, back and forth, he slowly propped up his body, and looked at the back of the Tang cavalry with a somewhat dazed and sluggish face.

Under the golden afterglow, the soldiers of Silla and Baekje looked at the army that was like a god, waving their flags, their backs straight, and the horse lance in their hands still carried the sharpness and gloom that made them afraid, and a kind of thought that the Tang army was invincible and the devil rose in their hearts.

Looking around, on the bleak and bleak battlefield, some corpses stacked high together, the top corpse suddenly rolled to the ground a few times, and then moved again.

And the corpse at the bottom of the bottom layer seemed to be trying to cheat the corpse, facing the sunset and slowly stood up, looking at the black shadow as far as his eyes could see, and his situation was the same as himself, with a sluggish expression swept past his companions, and then slowly looked around blankly, and finally looked at the back of the Tang army that was getting farther and farther away.

Occasionally, I heard a burst of painful screams and curses around or in the distance, or a burst of miserable wails, and the heart-rending cry for help could not arouse the sympathy of these soldiers with intact hands and feet, but looking at the pitiful appearance of those companions who were rolling on the ground because of pain, the other companions whose nerves had been numbed cast a sad and bitter gaze.

The soldiers of Silla and Baekje looked at the corpses of their companions who were being scrambled by the birds for meat, and finally bent down with great effort to pick up a long knife that had been curled or broken in two, and slowly walked towards the nearest place with heart-rending cries for help.

As you pass by the unscrupulous scavenging birds, the long knife in your hand is only a few weak, symbolic waves, as if to perfunctory your soul and comfort your fallen companions that you have done your best to protect your corpses.

The birds watched as they were powerless and slow, but symbolically flapped their wings twice, changed their positions and continued to peck at their armor with their beaks, and pecked again at the hearts and necks of the war dead, and where there was still blood to be donated, and continued to enjoy their meals.

The heart-rending screams are getting closer to themselves, and the sound of horses' hooves is getting closer and closer to them, standing in front of the wounded, looking at the wounded begging for help and begging eyes, the intact soldiers raised their heads blankly, and turned their heads to look behind them slowly, the army finally arrived at this time, but the 30,000 people have been wiped out.

The soldier who turned around glanced at the wounded companion again, and saw that the bloody and blurred hip bones that had been trampled by the iron hooves of the war horse had been glued to the ground, and a trace of an ugly smile appeared in his eyes, and he said weakly: "Brother send you on your way!" ”

The long knife in his hand used all the strength of his body, and like the other injured companions in this group of corpses, the long knife in his hand cut the throat of his companion as quickly as possible, and the companion whose throat was cut also had a serene and satisfied smile on his face at the last moment.

The screams became less and less, and there were more and more Silla and Baekje soldiers who could stand up and look around blankly, and as the large forces of the Silla and Baekje coalition forces stepped on the last ray of sunlight on the horizon, when the large group of corpses came, those uninjured soldiers had automatically assembled a battle formation of two or three thousand people.

Silla General Wen Junjie and Baekje General Xie Fu Lou looked at the remnants of the two or three thousand defeated soldiers in front of them with incredible and shocked faces!

The two of them shook their heads vigorously almost at the same time, how could this be! Datang's current strength in the city is only a little more than 20,000, how can it be possible to use cavalry outside the city to annihilate 30,000 of his own!

It's impossible, what the hell is going on in front of you!

The two of them saw disbelief and shock from each other's expressions and eyes at the same time, could it be that they had betrayed each other!

Impossible, Hosaku who entered the city, there were Silla and Baekje, and the two received the same information, it is impossible that Silla deceived us! Moreover, of these 30,000 people, 20,000 are their army.

General Silla's face was even more ugly, the scene in front of him at this time was more uncomfortable than letting him swallow a hundred flies alive, 20,000 people, 20,000 alive, did he have three hours to leave him? How could it be that in less than three hours, all the living Silla soldiers were corpses!

"What is protecting the Tang Dynasty, do they have other armies!" Wen Junjie has the heart to die, and after a while, Jin Famin, the king of civil and martial arts, will rush over with his own soldiers, the scene here, how to report to the king!

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't lie, they are all my most loyal warriors in Baekje!" Xie Fulou's face was also ugly, because Yu Feng, the husband of Baekje, would also come here in person.

The two people who were also ugly looked at the two or three thousand people not far away, and their brows were getting tighter and tighter, what should I do?

What should we do with these remnants of the defeated soldiers? Incorporated into other units? But looking at their sluggish expressions that have no fighting spirit and are frightened by the Tang people, I am afraid that joining the army will only be counterproductive! It will only make the new army more jealous of the Tang people in their hearts.

It is precisely because of the strength of the Tang Dynasty that after this rare opportunity appeared, King Wenmu and the King of Baekje decided to sit in the town and go out in person, in order to boost the morale of their soldiers, and to hope that they would not be timid in the face of the Tang Dynasty's army!

But now, it is obviously not enough to achieve the goal, these soldiers who have not been killed by the Tang people, they don't need to think about how they came back to life, as generals on the battlefield, they can turn a blind eye at other times, let these people return, and be incorporated into other troops.

But today is different from the past, if the king personally recruits, if they join, it will only drag down the 70,000 living forces behind him, and their fear of death and avoidance of war will also affect the fighting spirit and military spirit of other soldiers.

"Those who escape from the battle, those who are afraid of the dead on the battlefield, there is no mercy for killing!" Baekje general Shevlou gritted his teeth, his face was ugly, and his heart was dripping with blood and remorse.

"What does General Xie mean ......?" Wen Jun furrowed his brows, and one hand was already preparing to give orders to the longbowmen behind him.

"Not bad! Leaving them is a scourge, not only will it shake the morale of the army, but it will also provoke the anger of the king, and even blame you and me, now the plan is to count the accounts of these people killed in battle on the heads of Goguryeo and the Tang people before the king comes, and can also warn the soldiers behind him, whoever dares to retreat from the battle will be killed! "The Baekje generals are gritting their teeth, but the only strategy that can be implemented at the moment is to kill these thousands of defeated generals.

A warning to the army behind him before the battle is also a way out for himself to escape punishment in front of the king.

Wen Junjie is not better than Xie Fulou, Wen Junjie is in front of Jin Famin, the king of civil and military affairs, but he is a trustworthy and favored general, Zhenguan 22 years, he and the former king Jin Chunqiu went to the Tang Dynasty together, on the way back to China at sea, met the Goguryeo patrol, in the crisis, Wen Junjie thought of changing clothes with the king to attract the attention of the Goguryeo patrol.

In the end, Jin Chunqiu managed to avoid the attention of the Goguryeo patrols, and Wen Junjie also returned to Silla safely after struggling with Goguryeo on top of Xiao Zhou.

Since then, Wen Junjie has become the most favored and trusted courtier of the Silla royal family, and for a time, no one in Silla can compare with him, let alone the close relationship between him and the royal family.

After Jin Chunqiu's death, Jin Famin still inherited the previous king's love for Wen Junjie, and still reused and relied on Wen Junjie.

Therefore, he still has some rejection in his heart for killing all these soldiers, and the reason why he took the lead in ordering the archers behind him to open the bow was originally thought that Shevlou wanted to capture these remnants of the defeated generals, and wanted to use this bow to intimidate and suppress those people.

But I didn't expect that Xie Fulou, who has always been eager for quick success and ruthless, wanted to kill these people in order not to be reprimanded by the king!

Looking at Shevlou's gaze for advice, Wen Junjie, who was a little difficult to ride a tiger, sighed silently, originally Silla's army reached 20,000 people, and they only had 10,000 people in Baekje, and now they had to follow them .......

"I know that General Wen loves soldiers like a son, it's better to do this, General Wen just close his eyes, let me do these rough jobs. And...... Without further ado, counting the time, it is time for the king to come, and we need to act as soon as possible! The corners of Xie Fulou's mouth showed a cruel smile, and he explained the idea for Wen Jun.

“…… That's it! Those who retreat from the battle should be killed! ”