"Order!" Bai Qi roared loudly and continued to rush forward.

This order quickly spread throughout the army in various ways, and out of nowhere, a roar was first issued, and this roar quickly spread to the entire battlefield: "Swear to live and die with General Dingyuan!" ”

The Huns retreated step by step under this crazy attack, they were also desperate, and they really didn't want to die, but they were surprised to find that their opponents were even more desperate than them!

On the left, the drums of war are beating again!

Fang Zhenhai has arrived!

The 100,000 Han troops were in good formation, approaching the flank of the Hun cavalry at full speed!

The Huns suffered heavy casualties at this time, more than 60,000 casualties in the process of breaking through the bow position, and all the surviving troops were piled up in the area of the bow position.

The entire Hun army collapsed.

There was a magical scene on the battlefield, the two-legged Han soldiers were chasing the Hun soldiers on horseback everywhere in the mountains, and the Hun soldiers were screaming all kinds of meaningless words in their mouths, and their faces were full of fear, and they fled for their lives.

Wei Changfeng sent an order: "Don't surrender, don't save the wounded, Huns, kill one when you see one!" ”

This time, even Bai Qi did not object.

No one thinks there is anything wrong with this order, and if you think it is inappropriate, then talk to the Han soldiers who died on the battlefield!

However, in any case, there were still some Xiongnu soldiers who were lucky enough to be treated and surrendered, because Fang Zhenhai did not know what happened before he arrived on the battlefield, so he did not issue this order to his subordinates, but still surrendered and rescued the wounded in the traditional way.

The battlefield finally fell silent.

The 150,000 Xiongnu army suffered 120,000 casualties, which can be said to be the largest loss in a battle of the Xiongnu in the past 100 years.

The casualties of the Han army were also very heavy, mainly concentrated in the third team and the defeated soldiers in the middle, the casualties of the third team reached two-thirds, the defeated soldiers in the middle were 50,000, and the casualties were 20,000 in addition to the casualties of Fang Zhenhai, the total casualties were nearly 40,000. However, with 150,000 infantry, of which 50,000 were newly defeated, they fought against the 150,000 invincible and famous Hun cavalry, and killed 120,000 enemies with nearly 40,000 casualties.

At this time, there was still some chaos on the battlefield, although Wei Changfeng saw Fang Zhenhai's banner, but it was not convenient to see Fang Zhenhai for a while, he patrolled back and forth on the battlefield to check the situation. Suddenly there was some small commotion ahead, and he rode over.

When he arrived, he found that several Han soldiers were surrounding a Hun soldier, who seemed to have lost his horse and was wielding a short sword in his hand, and refused to surrender.

Of course, this is also related to Wei Changfeng's order, even if he surrenders, he will be killed.

A Han soldier stepped forward, picked up the gun in his hand, and had already picked up the short sword of the Hun soldier, but under this pick, even the Huns' corset was torn, and a pair of plump ** loomed in the broken corset.

"It's a woman!" Several Han soldiers exclaimed. The soldier with the gun wanted to shoot the Hun again, but he didn't expect the opponent to be a woman, and the pair of ** were seriously distracted, so they stayed there for a while. The woman did not hesitate, and shouted angrily and rushed straight at the Han soldier, actually wanting to fight hand-to-hand.

The Han soldiers retreated again and again, not knowing what to do, seeing the pair of ** flashing in front of him, he didn't dare to fight back, and with a brush, the soldier's face was scratched with three blood marks.

Wei Changfeng turned over and dismounted.

He rushed in front of the soldier and punched the woman in the chest.

The punch was not small, and the woman's screams flew straight out.

Wei Changfeng sneered, let go of his footsteps and chased straight over, seeing that the woman got up from the ground and looked for any weapons on the ground, he stepped forward and kicked away a sword on the side.

Seeing that the woman didn't have time to pick up the weapon, she slapped Wei Changfeng, Wei Changfeng gave way to the side, grabbed the woman's corset, and no matter where she caught, the other hand snapped with her forehand and backhand, slapped the woman a few times, and then kicked out, kicking the woman to the ground again.

Behind him, several Han soldiers rushed over one after another for fear that Wei Changfeng would lose.

The woman was punched and slapped a few times, she was already beaten in the dark, she gritted her teeth and stood up, and hit Wei Changfeng headlong, her body moved, Wei Changfeng's fist arrived again, and a punch hit the woman's face, and the woman who hit her fell directly to the ground, and she couldn't get up again.

"Give her a dress, tie her up!" Wei Changfeng shouted, "Since it's a woman, it may be a nobleman of the Huns, let General Bai interrogate her well!" ”

The woman was paralyzed to the ground, she couldn't stand up, and when she heard Wei Changfeng say this, although her body couldn't stand up, she refused to admit defeat, and snorted: "We Hun women are as brave as men, what kind of nobleman am I?" You Han people just dare to beat women! ”

Wei Changfeng smiled: "Since you are as brave as a man, what do you say about beating a woman?" I'm fighting a Hun soldier, whether you're a man or a woman! ”

The woman was speechless for a moment, and at this time the two Han soldiers had already tied up the woman, added another piece of clothing to cover the woman's broken corset, and dragged her away.

Wei Changfeng glanced at the woman's back, and then instructed the soldiers beside him: "General Bai is careful, this woman is so proficient in Chinese, she is by no means an ordinary Hun." ”

The soldier took the order and departed.

Wei Changfeng whistled at this time, and Xianli came with the voice.

He had just mounted his horse, but when he saw a soldier rushing towards him, he shouted at a distance: "General Wei, go and see General Zheng!" ”

Wei Changfeng's heart tightened.

After that, the military affairs were urgent, and he didn't have time to check the situation of the generals, and now when he heard this soldier say this, he knew that something was wrong, and asked urgently: "Where is General Zheng?" ”

The soldier pointed back, but before he could speak, a gust of wind swept around him, and he had already sped away.

Not far ahead, I saw several people gathered on the battlefield, a doctor was squatting on the ground to rescue, and it was Zheng Liu lying on the ground.

Wei Changfeng stopped his horse, turned over and dismounted, rushed forward in a few big strides, separated the crowd and asked urgently: "Where is the injury?" Can it be heavy or not? ”

The doctor straightened up, turned his back to General Zheng, and just shook his head.

Wei Changfeng was even more shocked in his heart, and pushed the doctor away to look at Zheng Liu, and his heart was cold at first glance.

Zheng Liu's entire abdomen had been cut, even the intestines had come out, and the blood had stained the entire clothes red.

Wei Changfeng squatted down, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He regretted it very much, if he hadn't forcibly brought Zheng Liu into the army, Zheng Liu might still be leisurely picking his style and painting his paintings today, but now......

Zheng Liu's eyes were already scattered, and when he saw Wei Changfeng coming to his side, he suddenly reached into his arms, struggled to pull out a painting, stuffed it into Wei Changfeng's hand, and said with a strong breath: "General Wei, if you have the opportunity to meet Miss Li, please tell her that I painted it for her, and the painting is ......" He couldn't go on, he only felt the blackness in front of him, and in a trance, he seemed to have returned to the south, returned to Yiwu, and was painting Danqing ink painting between the small bridge and flowing water.

Wei Changfeng endured his grief, unfolded the scroll, and saw a woman in the painting with an indifferent expression, flowing clothes, and the image of Li Qianyue was alive. He suddenly fell into Zheng Liu's ear and said loudly: "Your painting is very good, the painting is really good!" You are a famous painter of the Han Dynasty! ”

Zheng Liu smiled. He felt proud. After all, he doesn't just draw straight lines.

He closed his eyes peacefully. As a painter, he was praised by General Dingyuan, and in this life, he was satisfied.

Wei Changfeng hung his head for a long time before he carefully put the painting into his backpack. He didn't know if he would have a chance to meet Li Qianyue, but if he could, he would definitely give this painting to Li Qianyue, which was the most beautiful painting that Painter Zheng had painted with all his efforts. Although the reason why Master Zheng painted this painting may not be so bright, his sacrifice is bright and clear.

Wei Changfeng instructed that the Zheng painter should be buried well, remember the place where he was buried, and send him back to Yiwu if he had the opportunity. Although he also knew that this kind of opportunity was really unlikely, there was a war every day, and there were tens of millions of dead, where could they all be sent back to their hometown?

A general, the identity is not high, it is not low, it is impossible to get this kind of treatment, but Zheng Huashi is not an ordinary general, he must find a way, at least, to have this preparation.

He got on his horse with sadness and was about to leave, when a herald ran over and said to Wei Changfeng: "General Wei, General Fang, please go quickly." ”

Wei Changfeng nodded, seeing that there was no major event on the battlefield, the Huns were defeated and fled far away, and the rest of the matter could be dealt with by several Chang generals, so he rode away to Fang Zhenhai's banner.

Fang Zhenhai had already been waiting under the banner, seeing that Wei Changfeng had arrived, he raised the reins to greet him, and stretched out his hands far away, the two horses intersected, and the two hands were tightly clasped together, Fang Zhenhai's eyes were filled with tears: "General Wei, in this battle, you are really the Dinghai Divine Needle!" ”

Wei Changfeng hurriedly shook his head and said, "If there is no effort from the generals, the last general will not be able to hit a few nails even if he is covered in iron." ”

Fang Zhenhai nodded and said, "You are all heroes!" ”

Wei Changfeng did not let go of this simple compliment, but admitted the truth: "General Fang, the last general wants to ask for credit for the defeat of General Zheng Liuzheng of the third team and the Middle Route Army." ”

Fang Zhenhai didn't answer this question, but just said: "Zhu Shilang is already waiting in the big tent, let's go and see him first." ”

Wei Changfeng was puzzled.

He said that there must be a reason for asking for credit for the defeated soldiers of Zheng Liu and the Middle Route Army, and General Fang must be anxious to know how they held this battle, but General Fang now gives him the feeling that he seems to be a little embarrassed by this request, what is going on? Could it be that this Zhu Shilang is going to fight for merit again just after he was rescued?