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In this battle, Zhao Ponu and Zhang Taishu were basically beaten into bare-pole commanders, and only the remnants of the soldiers and horses in the hands of the servants and Gao Buzhi were relatively perfect.

Especially Zhang Taishu, Zhao Ponu still has at least more than 300 remnants in his hands, but his people can't even find a single one alive, and there are no seriously wounded.

This is also something that can't be helped, all the 2,000 people under Zhang Taishu were killed in battle, completely because their main general was too crazy, first at the beginning of the war, he brought only 800 people to dare to fight the 8,000 iron horsemen who slaughtered the king!

In this fight, almost all of the 800 people were exhausted, and only Zhang Taishu survived by relying on his bravery.

Then, Zhang Taishu led people to block the attack of King Luhu on the left flank, who is King Luhu? The first warrior in Hexi, the soldiers and horses he brought out can almost be called the strongest army in Hexi.

In this case, Zhang Taishu was able to withstand their attacks, and also cut off one of King Luhu's arms, and successfully let King Luhu's corporal withdraw in a short period of time because of the serious injury of the main general, which is already a very good performance.

Can...... Huo Qubing still didn't expect that after this battle, the losses would be so heavy, but fortunately, the losses of the Huns were also a lot, and even in this war in which they had an absolute advantage, the Huns paid an even heavier price.

Needless to say, the two kings of Hexi who died, just look at how many Hun heads the Han army cut off in this battle.

At the moment, Zhao Ponu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and a touch of joy appeared on his face, "General, although our army suffered heavy casualties, but the Huns also lost most of them, and the last general has already found out, in this battle, our army beheaded more than 8,900 Xiongnu heads, killed the King of Lan, beheaded the King of Luhu, and seriously injured the King of Hun Evil, it can not be said that it is not a big victory." ”

The 7,300 Han army exchanged their lives for the heads of 8,900 Huns.

This battle loss ratio is not unimpressive.

You must know that they are under the siege of 30,000 Huns, you must know that they are engaged in field battles, face-to-face battles in the wilderness, and there is no geographical advantage at all.

But...... For the Han army, this battle loss ratio was not at all unexpected.

It's just because of their identity, their military age, and the madness in them in the big war between the two armies.

There is no time, no location, but the Han army occupies the last human peace, in front of those crazy Han soldiers, how can the Huns not pay a heavy price.

After listening to Zhao Ponu's report on the results of the battle, Huo Quzhi knelt on the ground, waved his hand quite tiredly, and said: "You go down to rest first, send an order to the army, and return to the court in two hours, after a while, you are ready..... Let the dead brothers all go on the road. ”

Zhao Ponu clenched his fists heavily, and his voice trembled uncontrollably, "No." ”

In addition to beheading 8,900 Hun cavalry, the Han army also captured about 1,000 Xiongnu soldiers, all of whom were injured and could not escape.

After the Han soldiers bandaged the wounds of the more than 1,000 wounded Huns, in the hateful eyes of the remaining more than 2,000 Han soldiers, the more than 1,000 wounded Huns supported each other's wounded companions, and their wills were depressed, and they left the foot of Gaolan Mountain with vain steps.

Left the battlefield that they will never forget.

Their departure was the best outcome for the Han army, because ...... They brought the goodwill of the Han Dynasty to the Hexi Xiongnu, those who surrendered were exempt from death, and those who surrendered were exempt from death, and the Hexi Xiongnu would firmly remember those four words because of what Huo Quai's behavior did today.

Those who descend will not die!

.......

About half an hour has passed, the corpses of the two armies killed in this battle have been collected, the corpses of the Huns, the Han army did not choose to abandon them in the wilderness, but dug a big pit, buried all their corpses, the dead are big, and the earth is safe.

As for the bodies of the 7,300 soldiers who died in battle in the Han army...... It's burning.

"Go all the way!"

With Zhao Ponu and more than 2,000 scarred Han soldiers behind him, there was a roar with tears in their eyes, and thick black smoke ignited from the foot of Gaolan Mountain, and the cry resounded through the eight wildernesses.

More than 7,000 corpses of the Han army were burned in the flames, one by one disappeared into the merciless fire, and after each person was burned, the Han soldiers would bring a large black jar, put their ashes into the altar, and then hand them over to their relatives after returning to Chang'an.

The black columbarium altar had everyone's name written in blood.

The black can, the dazzling and bright red name, everything is so eye-catching.

The crying did not stop until the corpse of the first Han soldier was burned, until the last person was burned, the heart-rending sound did not stop, almost everyone was crying, because everyone present had lost their brothers, their generals, and their loved ones......

At this moment, on the peak on the west side of Gaolan Mountain, there were two people, Huo Quzhi and Qian Mingguang, and in front of them, there were two corpses of Han soldiers lying on the pyre.

One is Li Tian's, and the other is the old quartermaster's.

The fire was already raging, and the two people lying on the wooden pile gradually merged with the fire beneath them.

In the scorching firelight, they disappeared little by little, little by little, leaving Huo Quzhi and Qian Mingguang with nothing but ashes, which was their voice and smile before their death.

Qian Mingguang knelt in front of the burning corpses of the two and wept bitterly, and Huo Quzhi knelt beside him.

The breeze swept across the general's face, blowing crystal tears from the corners of the general's eyes and spilling into the scorching fire.

"All the way...... Let's go. ”

The fire burned their bodies for half an hour before they turned into a cloud of dust.

Qian Mingguang and Huo Quzhi knelt on the ground side by side, putting the ashes on the ground into the jar one after another, in this process, both of them were very silent, holding ashes and ashes, their movements were very slow and light, as if they were worried about disturbing the two people who had fallen into eternal sleep.

In the end, whether it was Li Tian's columbarium or the old quartermaster's columbarium was full, Qian Mingguang had tears in the corners of his eyes, mechanically stood up from the ground, and walked down the hill step by step with the columbarium in his arms, and walked to his own war horse, together with Sun Ming's columbarium on his horse.......

After returning to Chang'an, he was the one who went to mourn their relatives.

Of the more than 2,000 soldiers of the Han army who survived, each of them was like Qian Mingguang, putting the ashes altar in his arms on his war horse and handing it over to their relatives when he went back.

When all the Han soldiers who died in the battle turned into a handful of dust, the Han soldiers who survived the battle began to organize their bags and make stretchers for those brothers who were seriously injured and could not ride horses.

During this time, Huo Quzhi had been standing on the peak of the mountain that Li Tian was guarding, watching silently, not knowing what he was looking at.

........

Huo Qubing stood safely on the mountain peak, looking at the towering Qilian Mountains in the distance and the picturesque and beautiful land of Hexi.

The morning sun was rising, dispelling the darkness of the earth, and the breeze blew, blowing the corners of the general's clothes to hunt, and blowing the hair in Huo Quai's ears flowing like the wind.

The expression on Huo Quzhi's face was very flat, the bloodstained tiger armor had faded, and it was replaced by an ordinary Han general's armor, which covered up a lot of things for him, such as the terrifying wound on his left shoulder and the scars left by the Hun scimitar on his body.

led the army to charge into the front line, Huo Qubing did not die, it is already very fortunate that God blesses.

Standing on this mountain peak that Huo Qubing named General Ridge not long ago to commemorate someone, the beautiful scenery of the land west of the river was under his eyes, and the corners of his mouth also inadvertently showed a smile, but the smile lasted for a few seconds and then disappeared.

Anyway, he won the battle.

It can even be said that he has become a legend.

Looking at the scenery in front of him, the general's face was plain, and his eyes turned to the foot of the mountain from time to time, and among the soldiers of the Han army who packed their bags, it seemed that they were waiting for someone to arrive.

Soon, the man came.

Without receiving any summons, Qian Mingguang climbed up the General Ridge alone and came behind Huo Quai.

He had something to say to this person.

Qian Mingguang's arrival, Huo Quzhi had already noticed it, and he was waiting for him.

At this moment, Huo Quzhi's back was to Qian Mingguang, still looking at the scenery in the distance, looking at the lush grass in front of him, and the continuous mountains, Huo Quzhi's eyes became much softer at this moment.

Standing behind Huo Quai, Qian Mingguang's eyes stayed on the figure in front of him for a moment, and finally, he couldn't help but ask a very idiotic thing.

"Are you really Huo Quai?"

Hearing this question, Huo Quzhi smiled and said in a deep tone: "Yes or no, is it that important?" ”

Qian Mingguang paused for a moment, then nodded, "It's really not that important, but ......"

Qian Mingguang was a little speechless, as if he wanted to say something, but he was embarrassed to say it.

Huo Quzhi knew why he came to him, in fact, he had been waiting for Qian Mingguang to come to him.

"Say whatever you want, if you are grateful, you will be exempted, I will help you, just for your sister."

Qian Mingguang hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, his dark pupils swirled in his sockets, as if he was making a decision, and in the end, he bowed deeply to Huo Quzhi.

"Thank you."

Huo Quzhi waved his hand gently, "It's not me who you should thank the most, it's your cousin and your parents." ”

"I know that, and the other ....... I....... I'll ......." The voice paused here, Qian Mingguang lowered his head in embarrassment, and after two minutes, Qian Mingguang raised his head a little uncertainly, looked directly at the man in front of him with his back to him, and asked expectantly.

"I....... Will I be able to follow you in the future? ”

Hearing Qian Mingguang's words, the corners of Huo Quzhi's mouth, which was facing away from him, arced a little, and finally said it.

Turning his head slightly, glancing at Qian Mingguang, who was looking forward to his answer behind him, Champion Hou exhaled heavily, and his eyes flashed with playfulness.

"What do you mean? I don't want to go home, I want to stay here forever to fight with me, haven't you been clamoring to go back and be your rich second generation? ”

Qian Mingguang smiled bitterly, "Now, I want to stay, I think this is the place that belongs to me," Speaking of this, Qian Mingguang's eyes dimmed, "Just like a general, if Qicheng is his belonging, then Dahan, probably my belonging, since the first day I came here, my fate has been firmly tied to this strange era, and ......"

Qian Mingguang raised his head and smiled, "And I don't want to disappoint those who take me as their hope, isn't this what you told me." ”

Huo Quzhi nodded thoughtfully, "Originally, after this battle was over, I would have sent you home, but if you insist on staying here, it's not impossible, but ......" Huo Quzhi turned around, facing Qian Mingguang, stretched out one of his fingers, and said solemnly, "But you have to understand that this is not the place where you live, if you want to stay here, you will inevitably have to face death every day, in other words, if you stay here, you may die at any time, and I can't guarantee your life." ”

After speaking, Huo Quzhi gently spread his hands again, and said with a smile: "Of course, if even so, you have to stay, then I have nothing to say." ”

Qian Mingguang gently placed his right hand on his left chest and used four words to show his attitude.

"There are no regrets about dying."

His life is no longer his own, he wants to stay in Dahan, he wants to stay in this cruel era, Brother Sun, Grandpa Wang, General Li, everything you have will be guarded by me Qian Mingguang.

Huo Quzhi looked at Qian Mingguang with satisfaction, and said secretly in his heart, "Actually, if you don't say it, I also want to keep you, now you are not the rich second generation who was useless and waste before, Mingguang, you are very good, very good, I also need your help." ”

Huo Quzhi waved his hand at Qian Mingguang, and said in a deep voice: "I know, I will say it to your parents when the time comes, but Mingguang, I still have to ask you at the end, follow me, don't you regret it?" ”

Qian Mingguang shook his head heavily, "No regrets, this is the life I want." ”

"Well, I hope you ...... in the future. can afford the four words of my Huo Quai's right arm. ”

When Qian Mingguang heard Huo Quzhi's words, his eyes instantly sharpened, and he unconsciously straightened his back, and saluted Huo Quzhi in front of him with a serious fist, "No." ”

From this moment on, Qian Mingguang completely became a member of the Han army.

"Alright, go back and pack some bags, the army is about to leave." Huo Quzhi walked to Qian Mingguang and prepared to go down the mountain with him.

But at this time, Qian Mingguang suddenly put on a wicked smile and whispered: "I will ....... in the future." Can I call you brother-in-law? ”

Huo Quzhi was stunned, and after a while, he reached out and patted Qian Mingguang's head a little angrily, but said with a smile.

"Privately."

"No, General!"

When the words fell, Huo Quzhi glanced over at Qian Mingguang and showed a sunny smile.

"Mingguang, we ...... Go home. ”

.......

The First Hexi War came to a complete end, and since then the war, Huo Qubing has completely established his position as the first general of the Han Dynasty, even his uncle Wei Qing will be overwhelmed by him.

And with the end of the First Hexi War, Huo Qubing also became the blue wolf of the Huns.

This 5,000-year-old Chinese star has risen horizontally with a momentum like a bamboo.

No one could stop him.

No one can stop this young man who shines like a shooting star.

His legend began.

----------- the dividing line, the first Hexi War was written, well, I wrote it for a long time, I was quite tired, and I also wrote a lot of things, among them, Xiaowei was more emotional, my special mother finally passed the addiction of war again! Ahem, ahem, those who know me know that I, as a person, just like to write about this kind of battlefield of Jin Ge Iron Horse.

Satisfaction, huh....... I'm quite satisfied with some places, but I'm also a little dissatisfied with some places, comprehensive rating, uh...... Sixty, how about it, my grandmother is modest enough, if this is changed to a stinky and shameless person, it is not impossible to open your mouth to be 100 points.

I also want to say it again, about Huo Qu's disease, please rest assured, I will only describe in detail his first battle and the Hexi War that decided his fate, and the rest, I basically brushed it aside, and I won't write more, and about Qian Mingguang, well, an important role in the back, Xiaowei has a lot of use in keeping him, otherwise he won't waste so much pen and ink.

And I still want to say that about the third volume, it is undeniable, and I don't deny it, Lao Tzu...... Ahh.......h Now this book has reached 2.2 million words, almost 2.3 million words, and it is in the middle and late stages of the Eight Classics.

At this time, every author, pay attention, everyone, including those great gods, will basically appear to be plot-paddled and lack stamina.

Because it can't be helped, I've been writing for so long, and the passion at the beginning is basically wooden, the plot is weak, and paddling is inevitable, and, don't lie to you, it's the first time I've written such a long time, and it can be regarded as a lesson and experience learned.

Strive not to make this mistake again in the next book...... Of course, if I commit it, it's not accurate, okay, I'm honored to tell you that I'm going to change it from tomorrow.

Woo woo, don't scold, you look at the time of this chapter, it's fifteen minutes before twelve o'clock, I really just finished writing it, there's no trick, I can only change it alone, by the way, I can save up the manuscript, and I'll have an outbreak in May to pay off the debt or something.

How about it, it's good, it's very good, it's good for everyone to be patient for more than ten days, well, thank you for your understanding, Xiaowei, thank you.

The time of always passes quickly, now let's welcome the next plot, the next talented young lady will appear, let her dance for everyone first, and relieve the pressure caused by the sea of corpses and blood.