Ji Huan dreamed again just now, dreaming that she was still in her infancy, holding the crystal white Kunlun jade ring tightly in her hand. She only dared to hide in her mother's arms, burying her head and closing her eyes, not daring to look at the tragic battlefield and bloody battles, because in the sea of blood was none other than Zhao Wuxian, who was covered in injuries......

"It's just a dream, Wuxian said, he only goes for one night, and he will be fine."

She bit her red lip, took a few deep breaths, and closed the door to the side hall before the black-clad guards who were guarding outside arrived. The season is a bit abnormal, and tonight's south wind is particularly strong.

After the door was closed, the copper frame lamp and candle, which had been flickering like her mood, gradually stabilized.

Ji Ying paced over and draped an autumn coat over Le Lingzi, who was lying on the sickbed and falling asleep - after she rested for half a night, she began to accompany Ji Huan day and night, taking care of her father Zhao Ying.

Afterwards, Ji Huan bent over and sat next to Zhao Ying's sickbed, tucked the quilt for him, and muttered about his worries.

"The father is like a big tree of the Zhao family, sheltering his daughter from the wind and rain for more than ten years. If the father is not there, I am afraid that Wuxian will not be able to completely control the situation, I really don't know how the clan will support it at that time, and the daughter may be like duckweed, with nowhere to go......"

At this moment, she found that the Jin State Army wiped the left hand that was usually wiped clean by her and put it firmly under the quilt, but she didn't know when it stretched out.

Ji Huan rubbed her eyes in disbelief, but saw that the palm of her hand had been tightly clenched into a fist, as if she was fighting against fate!

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Township.

The enemy outside the wall began to withdraw, and the sound of gold was struck in great haste.

The people in the township did not let them walk easily, and under the call of Zhao Wuxian, they followed closely behind, and they trotted in formation. Chase the remnants of the enemy.

Although the ancient military ceremony said that "the ancients could not run for more than a hundred steps, and the longitudinal Sui could not exceed three houses (ninety miles)". But now that it is the spring and autumn of the "collapse of etiquette", almost no army will abide by this rule, not to mention that the other party is a "thief" who deserves to be killed.

But the other side is in five formations. Only two formations remained, and the remaining three formations remained intact. After returning to the corn field. The commander who was guarding them was steady and slow at first, but at the end he ran faster and faster, and the brigade flew away, leaving only corpses on the ground.

After a night of fierce fighting, the people of Chengxiang were exhausted, and after chasing them out of the wall, they only had time to kill or capture dozens of scattered and remnant enemies. The others could only watch as they retreated down the mountain.

When the enemy in the field of vision had disappeared and the dust had landed, the soldiers of Chengxiang were a little distracted.

Someone in the array muttered, "Won? ”

"Won!" They erupted in cheers, some of whom could not hold back their tears, rejoicing in their lives and grieving for their relatives, friends and neighbors who had died. During the period, there was laughter mixed with some people, this is a life-and-death situation that everyone has never experienced, and the relaxation after extreme tension is the most likely to make people lose control of their emotions.

"Will it come back?" After the mood stabilized, some Chinese people and savages were still apprehensive. The rain of arrows just now caused them heavy casualties.

"Who dares to come back!?" Tian Ben's big voice shouted, and his hand waved exaggeratedly: "It only takes a gentleman a heavenly thunder." All of this generation is powder! ”

Everyone was right to think about it, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Zhao Wuxian, and let out bursts of cheers.

"A gentleman wins!"

Everyone was shouting with their arms raised, their eyes filled with fanatical adoration and admiration.

From the beginning of Zhao Wuxian's attack on the mountain road, to the attack and defense of Chengxiang after nightfall. The enemy has a total of thousands of people, called bandits, but in fact, they are elite soldiers, with more than 100 strong bows. The armor soldiers took the lead, and in the end, even the most powerful "Wei Xianzi phalanx" of the Jin army was laid out.

The attackers broke down the watchtower wall of Chengxiang. Then the two sides fought hand-to-hand, and the whole night passed. Now there are finally results.

However, because of the last loud sound that established the victory, in the eyes of everyone, tonight's victory belonged entirely to the gentleman: he commanded everyone to take advantage of the direction of the wind, suppressed the opponent's archers, and laid out a horizontal formation, and repelled the opponent's foot soldiers three times in a row with drumming charges. In the end, when he was cornered, he also triggered the "heavenly thunder" by mysterious means, completely destroying the morale of the other party.

But Zhao Wuxian said that victory belongs to everyone.

He did not admit or deny the speculation of the strange force, but smiled and did not answer, saying: "Thanks to everyone's best efforts." ”

In the eyes of everyone, this seems even more mysterious, a gentleman has great ability, but how modest.

Wuxian said: "Although the back door thieves are gone, but will there be another Xiaoxiao attack, it is still unknown, leave a hundred people here to arm, and the rest of the people, follow me to the front door, and cooperate with the sheep tongue Sima to chase down the group of thieves!" ”

Just now, Yang Tongue Rong and the Township Temple sent people over to inquire. From everyone's gossip answers, they learned that the mysterious loud noise was the "heavenly thunder" led by their own gentleman with the help of the "power of ghosts and gods", which had broken through the enemy, and he was immediately happy and afraid.

By the time they reached the front door, the battle had already come to an end.

Lu Liang's group of thieves deserved to be professionals, and after hearing that the sound was wrong, the fox baby began to shout at his cronies to prepare to retreat. This will have already escaped like a rabbit without a trace, leaving only more than a hundred thieves who had no time to run away were blocked by Yang Yurong and Zhao Wuxian, and immediately knelt on the ground and asked to surrender.

In this regard, Zhao Wuxian said with regret: "It's a pity that my cavalry is scattered in three places, and I have lost a lot of ...... tonight."

Otherwise, he was sure to send someone to catch up and bite the other party fiercely, leaving another hundred people.

At this time, he looked up in the direction of the lower palace, only to find that the morning star had quietly risen at some point, and the sky was about to brighten.

But this is not over yet, Zhao Wuxian issued a series of orders: "I know that everyone is tired, but I can't be careless. According to the two pawns, rest in batches, and the rest of the people, etc., gather the people in the village, prepare to clean the battlefield, and repair the wall! ”

After hearing this, everyone's mood was a little heavy.

Although from the place of offensive and defensive battles, Zhao Wuxian led the material soldiers to suppress the enemy's archers, but the opponent's manpower was too large, and a single round of volleys could top the material soldiers five or six times. Therefore, the people of the country who had no armor and no armor were shot and wounded, and in the later hand-to-hand combat with the moths, the villagers also suffered a lot of injuries.

Dou Pengzu and Ji Qiao and other villagers who did not participate in the battle have already come over. Looking at the dead and injured in one place, my scalp was a little numb.

Yang Tongue Rong led his soldiers to capture and guard the prisoners, while the rest of the villagers commanded the uninjured people to clean up the battlefield.

Ji Qiao is careful to calculate. Responsible for living within his means, he knew that Chengxiang's losses last night were extremely great. Dead and wounded are not counted. Buildings have also collapsed, and even the corn fields outside the euphoria have been trampled in a mess. Fortunately, the enemy had already lost his heart when he retreated, and if he set a fire, it would make Chengxiang lose his harvest.

Therefore, it is necessary to compensate on the spot, and all the weapons that have fallen must be picked up, and the belongings and armor on the corpses must not be wasted. You have to peel them off one by one.

Dou Pengzu asked the people to carry the incapacitated wounded to the village temple, and the seriously wounded of the enemy were killed. As for the corpses, the enemy's ones were thrown out of the wall and piled up, and when they were about to be burned or pitted to prevent the disease, their own men were properly placed in the Keju field where the grass was yellow.

By the time the sky turned white, the messy battlefield had almost been cleared. As the battlefield search progressed, the people found the bodies of their relatives one after another, and recognized each other one by one in the Keju field, and then a burst of howling and crying sounded, and the entire Chengxiang was shrouded in sadness.

Zhao Wuxian was exhausted. Sitting on a broken wall, looking at the dawn sky, I didn't want to move.

Caring for the wounded at the village temple. Wei, who hadn't closed her eyes all night, came over to wipe the ashes and scratches from his face. Touching the small piece of beast-faced copper breast protection that was hit by an arrow, the girl's slender fingers were also trembling slightly.

According to her, Wang Sunqi and Xing Ao both woke up and were fine, but their faces were a little pale. But Zhao Wuxian is not at ease with the witch doctor who is half a bucket of water, and he will have to arrange it himself later, if possible. You also have to ask the doctor Bian Que in the lower palace, or send apprentices to treat the injuries of the villagers.

"What needs to be done now is the most. It's to lick the wounds of the good towns. ”

After Zhao Wuxian sat for a while, he also heard the faint cry from there. He got up and rode his horse to inspect the township.

Chengxiang is currently chaotic and orderly, and the corpses of soldiers and people have been reined in. The captives were also separated and kept under strict guard. Some of them were whipped and repaired the crumbling walls and moved some earth and rock, because no one knew if there would be a big war next.

Everywhere Zhao Wuxian went, he would trigger a frenzied cheer, and the enemy captives who had been tied to straw ropes and kneeled on their heads showed a look of horror in their eyes.

This time pretending to be a ghost, it seems to be a bit big, after tonight, his reputation is estimated to spread all over Xinjiang, all over the ears of Liuqing, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"Have you counted the casualties and seizures?" Zhao Wuxian waved to everyone, and after comforting the deceased's family, he asked Cheng Wei next to him.

"A total of 52 people were killed and 233 injured in Chengxiang, of which 26 were killed and 49 were injured, and the rest were people from the country and the wild."

In ancient cold weapon warfare, because of the low lethality, the wounded were far greater than the dead, and more died of tetanus and other reasons because of poor medical treatment. The attackers on the opposite side suffered 500 casualties, but in fact only more than 100 were killed and 400 wounded.

In this way, Chengxiang Qili would have to be dressed in sketches and ink, and if it weren't for Zhao Wuxian's last trick to scare all the enemies away, the casualties would have been even greater.

Cheng then reported on the casualties and exploits of each branch of the troops.

"Especially the two materials, there are only three left......

Zhao Wuxian sighed, in tonight's battle, the two of them began to fight continuously from the rescue on the mountain road, resisting the enemy on the watchtower, causing at least more than 200 casualties on the other side, and they were the biggest heroes of this battle!

"The people who died for me, this gentleman will remember it in his heart, and he will definitely reward them one by one and compensate their families afterwards."

"These prisoners must be strictly guarded, Chengxiang suffered great losses in this battle, forty percent of the soldiers were killed and wounded, and the property and buildings were even more immeasurable, and at present we can only count on compensation from them. Pick out the military officials among them, let Tian Ben take people to torture them, scare them, and be sure to ask for their confessions! ”

The people who instructed this attack, Zhao Wuxian will treat them as enemies, and he must not let them go! (To be continued)

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