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When the Evil King fled, Qian Mingguang did not personally lead people to pursue, because he had more important things to do.

I saw that after giving the task of ordering people to pursue and flee the Evil King, Qian Mingguang couldn't care about anything else, and staggered towards the figure that was supported by the barrel of a gun and still refused to fall.

Coming to Li Tian, who had only a trace of breathlessness, Qian Mingguang didn't want to cry, but he still couldn't hold back his tears.

One staggered and fell to his knees in front of Li Tian, tears dripping like threads, choked up.

"General.......

Li Tian gently, slowly, and very carefully lowered his head a little bit, looking at Qian Mingguang who was kneeling at his feet and crying bitterly, Li Tian asked weakly.

"Win?"

The sobbing Qian Mingguang nodded vigorously, "Win, general, we won, the hussar general personally killed King Luhu and King Zhelan, and the remaining Hun cavalry also had no fighting spirit, all fled one after another, and the two generals, Fuduo and Zhao Ponu, were organizing men and horses to pursue." ”

Li Tian opened his lips, which were already dry with blood, and his eyes were extremely illusory, as if he was about to ascend to heaven.

"What about you?"

Qian Mingguang was stunned for a moment, and then wiped his tears with some embarrassment, crying and laughing.

"I'm okay, I cut off the heads of forty-six Huns, and just now I cut off the right palm of that guy from the Evil King, general, you see, this is his golden knife, and it has become my trophy."

Qian Mingguang stood up from the ground, took the golden knife he had just picked up from the ground and put it in front of Li Tian, looking like a child waiting for an adult's praise.

Hearing Qian Mingguang's words, a trace of human emotion finally appeared in Li Tian's extremely illusory eyes, and a trace of relief appeared.

"Good."

"You're really nice."

"You are stronger than me, and you are better than me, and your future achievements will be much higher than mine. Dahan has you, General Huo, does Li have anything else to worry about? ”

"Mingguang, remember, in the future, you can't cry, you are now grown up, you are no longer the innocent child you used to be....... Sun Ming is gone, and I am gone, no one will be able to take care of you in the future, but I am really happy to see your transformation before leaving, I ...... There are no worries. ”

"No, General, you won't die!" Hearing Li Tian's words, Qian Mingguang couldn't help but cry loudly.

Li Tian smiled, "Mingguang, everyone has such a day, not to mention ......" raised his head slightly, staring at the night sky, at this moment, Li Tian seemed to see the small city of Yanmen County three years ago, he saw the people in the city beckoning to him, saying go home, he saw those "untouchable" brothers holding wine, saying that they miss him so much, so miss him one by one.

He saw the bearded Zhao with his back to him, turned around slowly, opened his arms, and said to him...... I've been waiting for you for a long time.

"Mingguang, I don't have any worries in my heart anymore, I am evil, defeated in my hands, and it is his failure that makes me hope for the Han and the general, although I can't kill him with my own hands, but I feel that it is enough, everything I have done so far may not be able to repay my previous evil deeds, but I ...... I'm so tired, I'm really tired. ”

"I want to go back to my place to rest, I want to go back to the Qicheng that haunts me day and night, where I belong."

Li Tian smiled lightly, raised his head and said the last words of his life to the stars in the night sky and Qian Mingguang who was sobbing beside him.

"My life is very short, only three years, and in these three years, I have walked a circle, a very big circle, and now, I have finished, and that circle has come to an end."

"I ...... It's finally time to rest. ”

Staring at the night sky, Li Tian's eyes were extremely illusory at this moment, he opened his arms, as if to hug something, his blood-dried lips opened slightly, the corners of his mouth flashed with a smile, and his illusory eyes floated with joy.

My Qicheng, the Qicheng that buried the first half of my life, I'm Li Tian, I'm back.......

There are no regrets in this life.

The general's head fell sharply, and his outstretched arms fell like endless leaves.

But the body, still standing firmly in place with the barrel of the gun, just stopped breathing and closed its eyes.

He went back, back to the Qicheng that haunted him.

It's been a long time, my Qicheng.

It's been a long time....... Everything that ever was.

.......

"General......

Qian Mingguang's cry sounded, accompanied by the sound of his knees kneeling.

At the same moment when Qian Mingguang knelt in front of Li Tian and cried bitterly, Huo Quai, who was covered in blood, also arrived.

Looking at the caravit corpse in front of him, Huo Quzhi pouted and knelt down, tears spilled from the corners of his eyes.

........

Just like the circle that Li Tian has walked in his life, the very small but very large circle of the Battle of Hexi, Huo Qu's illness has also been completed, and he has also drawn a perfect end.

But that full stop...... But it was sketched with the blood of 7,000 soldiers and Li Tian.

In this battle, Huo Qubing was able to win, it was entirely because of Li Tian, it was he who sacrificed himself in exchange for the victory of Huo Qubing and the Han Dynasty, if it were not for him, Huo Qubing would have been defeated long ago, and it was impossible for him to defeat 30,000 Hun cavalry with 10,000 people, or in the wilderness without any geographical advantage.

Li Tian left, but he cultivated Qian Mingguang before leaving, and there was ...... Huo Quai, Qian Mingguang has grown up, Huo Quai's illness is not like this.

These two children have grown up differently, and Li Zhonglang, a famous general who was qualified to go down in history, used 1,600 men to block the seven-hour onslaught of the 10,000 Hun army, and would be very happy if he could learn of the future feat of these two young people.

.......

The Great War is over.

On the wilderness full of corpses, the scarred Han soldiers, holding the blood-dripping long knife in their hands, silently stared at the battlefield around them.

More than 10,000 people rushed to flee, and even the 6,000 troops transferred by King Hutu from the Evil King of Hun became defeated along with them.

Just when the heart of the Huns army had been lost and the whole army was defeated, Zhao Ponu, the famous general in the future, issued a shocking feat.

"The whole army pursued and killed the Huns for twenty miles!"

Zhao Ponu's military order was given, and a spectacular scene appeared.

Less than a thousand Han soldiers who could continue to fight on horseback actually chased more than 10,000 and nearly 20,000 defeated Huns for more than 20 miles, and finally withdrew because the night was too dark and they were worried about being ambushed by the Huns.

The Huns were completely frightened by the Han army, and they couldn't raise the slightest resistance emotion, they only knew how to flee for their lives, and King Hutu was surrounded by the chaotic army and fled to the distance.

When he fled, he didn't think about stopping the soldiers and horses from counterattacking, but it was useless, because no one was willing to listen to him, and all the Hun cavalry only knew how to ride horses and flee for their lives, and what the king of Hexi was, all became a puddle of shit.

Zhelan Luhu died, and the evil didn't know where he went, and he heard that he was seriously injured when he was chased by the Han army, and King Hutu, who fled for his life on horseback, completely understood.

This time, I really lost, and I really couldn't go back.

The soldiers of the Han army who went to chase and kill the Huns quickly returned to the battlefield after chasing for twenty miles, and now, the total number of people who can still support the horses is only a little more than a thousand.

Everyone looked at the corpses around in silence, and finally didn't know who took the lead and shouted.

"Win!"

The next moment, all the soldiers of the Han army who were still sitting on horseback raised the long knives in their hands as if they were the rest of their lives, and roared loudly towards the night sky with tears in their eyes.

"Win!"

"We won!"

But after the yelling, one after another the Han soldiers fell from their horses, not seriously injured and killed, but they ...... It's so tiring.

The tense nerves relaxed in an instant, and a deep sense of exhaustion surged into everyone's hearts.

Not only the exhaustion, but also the pain of the wound, and so many other things, found them together.

Not long ago, they were a group of predators who knew no fatigue and no pain, but when the Huns were defeated, they returned to their normal flesh and blood, and this time, when the pain and exhaustion came up, none of them could sit firmly on the back of the horse, and they all fell off the horse, lay on the corpse-ridden wilderness, and fell asleep.

They really ...... It's so tiring.

Even Zhao Ponu and Fuduo were the same, they fell to the ground with their heads on their backs and fell asleep.

Sleep well, rest well, and this time, you can rest assured that you can sleep peacefully.

.......

The night was silent, and the time passed slowly in the rest of the Han soldiers, and finally, on the second day, when the dawn rose and the morning sun illuminated this corpse-ridden battlefield, the Han soldiers who had rested all night woke up.

His face was covered with blood, he was stabbed in his left arm, his chest was slashed three times by the Huns, and he was the first to wake up with a feather arrow in his right shoulder.

Pushing away a corpse of the Han army on his body, the servant sat up a little confused and a little frightened, looking around, he couldn't even see a person standing, some were just corpses.

The Han flag was still fluttering in the wind, and the war horses silently stayed on this deathly silent battlefield, looking at it, in addition to the corpses or corpses, the Han and Hungarian armies paid too heavy a price here.

He looked at everything around him and couldn't help but raise his head and yell.

"Is there anything alive?"

With a sound, the servant saw that not far from him, the dirty Zhao Ponu sat up from the corpse, Zhao Ponu rubbed his eyes, smiled at him and waved his hand.

"I'm alive."

Since Zhao Ponu, one after another Han soldiers stood up from the corpse-strewn wilderness, some hugged each other and cried to celebrate this hard-won life, some were silently weeping at a corpse next to them, and some were slashing the dead bodies of the Huns with knives.

But more people sat silently on this battlefield full of wreckage and watched, watching quietly, without saying anything, just watching.

Zhao Ponu immediately began to give orders, clean up the battlefield, and do everything possible to treat the wounded soldiers of the Han army.

He didn't go to command, because he was going to find someone, to find the two missing people.