For a time, the three directions rushed to it, Liwomuk Khan no longer had the courage to fight back, and in the face of the chaotic battle array like a quagmire, in order to avoid casualties among his clansmen, he could only retreat with his master.

It's just that Lin Xiu's actions did not escape the eyes of Alis, on the east edge of the master's begging retreat, Aris had already led the Luoluo River back to fight, when he saw that Lin Xiu's Xia cavalry of only a few hundred people destroyed the momentum of the entire master's beggar soldiers, he roared angrily and shook the sky, and immediately ignored the Liaoyuan army formation pressed from the south, and led the Luoluo River to turn back again, and a diagonal column impact killed, directly scattering Lin Xiu's team that was ready to retreat.

Due to the fierce killing of the Draglox River, Lin Xiu couldn't resist at all, and it was even more unfortunate that he was in the first row of the cavalry, and he was directly slashed on the shoulder by Aris who rushed to kill, and fell from his horse in pain.

At night, the Liaoyuan Army, the Northern March, and even the Dongzhou soldiers, who had already retreated half, returned here and camped in the Pogu Valley thirty miles south of the Ghost Howling Slope.

First, the armies fought several times, and they needed to rest and return to the division, and secondly, more than tens of thousands of corpses on both sides of the Xia Barbarians were lying here, and at this time the snow was falling, and there was nothing to see, but if the snow melted in the coming year, the tragic scene of the white bone fortress was no longer comparable to the ghost howling slope, so the Liaoyuan soldiers had to deal with and bury these corpses, so as not to turn the snow into corpses and rot the plague in the coming year.

In the dark night, the prince of Great Xia looked at the Liaoyuan military tent in the distance in a daze, and behind him, Wang Jun said distressedly: "Master, it snows hard at night, be careful of hurting your body!" ”

"Has the situation of the northern march been clarified?" Jing Yutian asked himself bluntly, and Wang Jun nodded: "It's been investigated, Li Moran is waiting in front of the master's military tent!" ”

In the military tent, Li Moran spread a scroll of paper in front of Jing Yutian: "Your Highness, this is what the last general bought with silver from the mouths of several soldiers of the Northern Army!" ”

Jing Yutian picked up the paper roll and looked at it carefully, about half a moment, he threw the paper roll into the brazier: "That's all?" ”

"Yes!" Li Moran responded: "The three armies of the Xiaowu Emperor are now stationed in Lincheng for repair, that Geng Liao is greedy for merit and profit, so he will divide the additional troops and battalions to form the northern march, and want to make some credit, but the soldiers of the northern march are unwilling to fight for their lives again, so they deliberately slow down, for these, the last general thinks that the three Xiaowu Emperors are left alone with his three armies, but where there is some merit, when he returns to the central capital, he Geng Liao must be on top..."

"Let the queen be one of the five major military departments?" Jing Yutian said coldly: "I'm not interested in Emperor Xiaowu, and I'm not interested in marching north, this is just some ragtags... I just want to know, what happened to the light cavalry that rushed to the aid of the Liaoyuan army in a single team? Is he Liaoyuan Army, or Xiaowu Emperor? Or a march north? ”

"This..."Li Moran was dumbfounded: "The last general is incompetent, and he hasn't found out!" ”

Hearing this, Jing Yutian's face became more and more cold, recalling the scene in the daytime, Jing Yutian couldn't believe that with more than a thousand light horsemen, he dared to attack the main begging formation.

"Master... Slave daring! Wang Jun suddenly spoke, Jing Yu Tian's eyes swept for a moment, Wang Jun continued: "Master, the slave also saw that scene at that time, the light cavalry general is definitely a wise and brave general, who knows how to seek opportunities and fight for his life, but after a little thought, you will find that there are some strange things, from the armor banner, it can be concluded that the light cavalry is a northern march, but compared with the two, one galloped alone and almost died, and the other came slowly, but the credit is not for seeing it with your own eyes, it will definitely not be attributed to the first army!" ”

"You mean..."Li Moran smelled a hint of it and looked at Wang Jun suspiciously.

"The general should know the principle of 'arrogant soldiers are impetuous, and strong soldiers will be abandoned'!" Wang Jun bowed and helped Jing Yutian to turn around and sit on the couch: "Since ancient times, the soldiers are strong and strong, this is the invincible elite foundation, but from the military battle before Emperor Xiaowu, I am afraid that it is not the case, Geng Liao is from the central capital, but he is a middle-of-the-road general, less than the top, more than the bottom, Liaoqiu, Xiaodangshan, all are defeated and retreated, only the heroic retreat of Linxiang, the slave guess is not Geng Liao's general, it is not the behavior of the strong soldiers under his command, but the weak soldiers are strong, and there is inevitably a suspicion of dominating the master, if this is the case, The swift gallop of light cavalry and the drag of the northern march are understandable! ”

Wang Jun Chong Jing Yutian arched his hand: "Your Highness, the soldiers want to climb the clouds and the sky, and they will be punished and suppressed in the cave, since he is the Emperor of Xiaowu and he Geng Liao can't lead such a strong army, then His Highness will use it!" ”

"The Lord of the Servants is reasonable, but the name of Emperor Xiaowu was reprimanded by His Majesty's personal decree!" Li Moran was worried.

Wang Jun smiled softly: "General, you think too much... Imagine that my lord is fighting with the barbarians in this barren land in northern Xinjiang, where are the kings of Qin and Yan? What are those Zhongdu courtiers doing? ”

"This..."

"Master, the slave is still the same sentence, if you want to know the deep meaning, if you want to return to the command of the dragon horse, the master only needs to go to the Liaoyuan army, in the name of the great victory to attract Qin Shuai and his generals, when the time comes, the generals of the northern march will inevitably come out, Your Highness will find out by taking advantage of the situation!"

Liaoyuan Army, Qin Yi Shuai.

The snow is still fluttering, the wind is still howling, and at first glance it is cold and invasive. In the tent, Qin Yi, the pillar of the Liaoyuan Army and the last border town general in the northern part of Great Xia, lost the murderous majesty of the day, and under the background of the fluorescent lights, it was as if he had changed a person.

On the couch, Qin Yi had already taken off his armor, and suddenly at a glance, he was like an old man in the twilight sun, and the lights would go out at any time.

"Qin Shuai...."

With a choked sob, a piercing sadness, Qin Yi leaned back against the tiger skin pillow and looked in front of him, Qin Yuzhi, Gao Chonglian, Fu Ruzhen, Xin Zi, Peng Ji, He Shuhuan, Li Tian and other generals stood at the foot of the steps.

"This time... How many casualties have the officers and men of our Liaoyuan Army..."Qin Yi gasped and asked lightly.

"Back to the old handsome..."Gao Chonglian stepped forward: "This time I am the Liaoyuan Army..."At this point, Gao Chonglian's eyebrows were red, as if there was a wave surging in his heart, and under the pressure of the forty-year-old man, he continued: "Wolf Battalion.. Eagle Battalion... Heavy Battalion .. Annihilation... Imperial Guards.. There is only one school of soldiers left in the strong crossbow, no more than two schools of flying horses, and only five schools in the middle military camp..."

Hearing this, Qin Yi sighed: "Of the 50,000 troops, less than a quarter is left... The sky is not in the summer... Don't care about my Liaoyuan army..."

"Dad..."Looking at Qin Yi so old and tired, Qin Yuzhi wiped his tears and wept: "As long as you are old, the Liaoyuan Army will be strong again..."

In this regard, Qin Yi smiled bitterly, and did not say anything, but asked rhetorically: "Is the light cavalry commander in the future?" ”