"Report! General Moon died in battle! Zhao Jun is less than three hundred steps away from here! ”

"Report! General Hu died in battle! ……”

"Report! ……”

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One after another, the bad news came to the ears of the generals of the Chinese army. www.biquge.info Gradually, some of the arrows shot by the enemy also appeared in the Chinese army. Obviously, Zhao Jun is near!

"Patriarch, retreat!" The guards and generals around him persuaded Zamu and said: "Zhao Ren has a good saying: stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood!" ”

"Retreat! You will know how to retreat! My people are now fighting the enemy, and if they retreat, where will they be? Zhamuhe roared angrily: "Isn't there anyone who volunteered to go to fight Zhao Jun to the death?" ”

When all the generals heard this, they all stood with their heads down, but Zhamuhe's brother Zhatusheng said sincerely: "Big brother, you must not die here, just follow the advice of your brothers and retreat quickly!" As for me, I will stay and be responsible for rescuing as many people as possible, so as to buy you more time to retreat. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zha Tusheng didn't wait for Zha Mu and refused, turned around and roared at the generals: "Don't protect the patriarch and retreat!" ”

When the guards and generals heard this, they were overjoyed, and they said that there was still hope for life! Then they walked to Zamuhe's side and took him out of the Chinese army. Zhamuhe wanted to resist, but there were many generals who had no choice but to protect him, and there was still a desire to survive in his heart, so he finally couldn't do it and had to give up the idea in his heart.

Zha Muhe fled, and Zha Tusheng once again arranged a set of defensive lines in the Chinese army, and summoned the peripheral troops to come back, but none of this could save the defeat of the Hun army.

After half a pillar of incense, the two lines of cavalry converged in the Chinese army, and Zhatusheng was surrounded, and finally died on the battlefield, while the Xiongnu army of nearly 10,000 people was either killed, captured, or fled.

In this battle, the Zhao army in Pingcheng won a big victory!

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On the official road from Pingcheng to the city, a Xiongnu army marched forward in despair. A limited number of horses were used to carry the dying and seriously wounded soldiers, and the lightly wounded soldiers wrapped in cloth to stop the bleeding supported each other and moved slowly, and from time to time the exhausted soldiers fell off their horses, or the exhausted soldiers fainted directly to the ground. There was an atmosphere of grief throughout the army.

Zamu and Soft lay on the back of the horse, looking numb at the defeated soldiers passing by. The rout of the army and the death of his younger brother dispersed the excitement in his chest, and at this moment, his expression was gloomy, his eyes were dull, and his chest was full of depression, and the whole person had long lost his former self-confidence and arrogance style.

"Poof!" Suddenly, he felt a heat in his throat, and a stream of scarlet blood instantly spurted out of Zamuhe's mouth.

An army general who came from the rear happened to see this scene, and quickly stepped forward to support Zamuhe, shouting: "Patriarch! Patriarch! Patriarch! ”

The soldier who passed by raised his head and glanced at it when he heard this, and then continued to hang his head with a numb expression.

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On the blood-colored battlefield under Pingcheng City, the exhausted Zhao Jie leaned against a big tree and fell asleep unconsciously. His eyes were closed, his expression was serene, and his lips were slightly curved, as if he had dreamed of something happy. The soldiers crept to his feet, lest they disturb his dreams.

After a while, Zhao Yin came to Zhao Jie's side at a trot from a distance, and called softly: "Childe! Son! ”

Zhao Jie slowly opened his misty eyes when he heard the voice, and asked with concern after recognizing the comer: "Is the result out?" ”

Zhao Yin nodded, and then said slowly: "I don't know if Gongzi wants to hear the good news first, or the bad news first?" ”

"Bad news!" Zhao Jie's expression showed a slight fear, but he still said categorically.

Hearing this, Zhao Yin's expression was gloomy, and he replied with a sad face: "Nearly half of our army suffered casualties in this battle, of which half were killed in the battle, and half were seriously injured. The heaviest casualties were the few remaining pikemen in the new formation, almost all of them wiped out, while the heavy armoured soldiers suffered only a few dozen casualties, most of them lightly wounded. The second most casualty was the cavalry, and among the cavalry, His Highness's personal guards suffered the heaviest casualties, and only half of them could continue to fight in the future. As for the sword and shield men, the crossbowmen, since they were not the main force in this battle, the casualties were within an acceptable range. ”

Zhao Yin's words Zhao Jie's heart couldn't help but hurt, and his mouth let out a "hiss!" Voice. Zhao Yin asked with concern when he heard this: "Your Highness, are you okay?" ”

Zhao Jie waved his hand and motioned for him to continue, so Zhao Yin continued to gush: "In addition to bad news, there is also a lot of good news, which is very exciting. ”

After a slight pause, Zhao Yin cleared his throat, and then recounted with a happy face: "In this battle, our army killed and wounded nearly 3,000 Hun soldiers, captured nearly 3,000 Hun soldiers, captured 5,000 horses, nearly 10,000 cattle and sheep, and the Huns were completely disabled by us. After the identification of the captives, our army killed or captured five generals of the enemy army with the position of commander of a thousand and above, and more than 50 generals and officers of the centurion and above, among which the largest position was the brother of Zhamuhe. ”

After hearing such a brilliant result, the depression in Zhao Jie's chest was able to stretch slightly, and a smile appeared on his face that he had not seen for a long time in the past few days.

"Excellent! It's worth it! Zhao Jie nodded with satisfaction, then patted Zhao Yin's shoulder, and finally said to himself.

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In the midst of the defeat of the Huns, the unconscious Zhamuhe lay peacefully on a large net, the four corners of which were tied to the backs of four uninjured horses.

"Water! Water! Zamuhe whispered in sudden pain, as if he had dreamed of something that hurt his heart.

Hearing the sound, the guards on the side hurriedly took out the water bladder and slowly fed water to Zha Muhe's mouth. His lips seemed to feel the arrival of water, and although his eyes were still closed, he quickly opened his mouth to absorb as much water as he could.

Half-bladder under the water, Zha Muhe slowly opened his eyes. "It's all here!" Zamu asked weakly. When the subordinates heard this, they made promises

"General Ji, tell me the report of the casualties!" Zhamuhe struggled to the civilian-looking generals beside him, and asked in a non-wavery manner: "This matter is related to the safety of our clan, please tell me the truth!" “

"Do as you are told! The humble duty must know everything! General Ji straightened his chest and said with a serious and heavy face.