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The situation is already very clear, Qingqi and Chizhao are on the same footing, and the army gathered with the strength of Chizhao throughout the country, even if it cannot win, it is estimated that it will be able to drag Qingqi for ten days and half a month.

At this time, the Qingqi army attacked all the way, divided the troops all the way, and left a part of the garrison officers and soldiers in each place to prevent the Chizhao people from rioting, these forces were more than enough to deal with the civilians, but for the regular army, it was not enough.

Chu Feng had already been gearing up, sharpening his knife Huo Huo was ready to get a piece of the pie, hearing the news, everyone was overjoyed, and the crowd was excited, just waiting for Chu Tianmu to give an order, so that he could copy the guy!

Chu Tianmu was naturally happy to meet such wishes and requirements of his subordinates, and with a wave of his hand, a small part of the whole army was left behind, and the rest went into battle to grab the territory!

Chu Feng's army entered Chizhao in a big way, as if entering a no-man's land, of course, it was actually a no-man's land.

Along the way, the battlefield that was noisy a few days ago, at this moment there is no ghost shadow to see, a gust of autumn wind passed, rolling up the yellow sand all over the sky, looking around, the cold wind was miserable, bleak and boundless.

Not long after the army marched, it smelled a strong smell of blood, and then a black and red land appeared in front of the army, and the scouts hurriedly returned, and in front of them was the place where Qingqi killed the Chizhao army.

It's been half a month, and the bloody gas in the sky has not dissipated, there is too much blood on the ground, and the soil seems to be unable to absorb it, and it has gathered into blood pits of different sizes on the ground, exuding a strong fishy smell, because it is already late autumn, the temperature is already very low, and a thick layer of frost has condensed on the blood pit.

Qingqi's army acted in a hurry, although it was a pit to kill the Chizhao army, but the time was urgent, hastily dug a few pits, threw the corpses into it, and hurriedly left after filling in two shovels of soil, which looked at it, there were countless people's bodies, limbs, and heads exposed outside the pit, half a month of wind and frost, so that the corpses of these Chizhao soldiers were frozen hard, and they could vaguely distinguish the expressions on their young faces, or despair, or surprise, or disbelief.

A whistling north wind blew, and it seemed that the souls of hundreds of thousands of troops were shouting and roaring, and those who were a little less determined couldn't help but tremble their legs for a while, and their faces were pale.

It is said that this is the season when those wild wolves and jackals hoard food for the winter, and the corpses on the battlefield on weekdays are not collected in time, and they will be bitten to pieces the next day.

Chu Feng's army was silent, looking at all this in front of him, he didn't know what it was like.

The former enemies died at the hands of their allies, and it is really hard to know what to say!

Xiling Lan frowned, looked at this dark red earth, and sighed: "Everyone is dead, not on the battlefield, but under the sword of the ally, and still in the wilderness of violent corpses." For the sake of them being a group of men, let's go to the ground! ”

Chu Tianmu naturally had no objections, even the top and bottom of Chu Feng's army had no objections, and it was rare for the rough old men to have a little sentimentality. As a warrior, the horse leather shroud is estimated to be the destination of most people, and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Chizhao can't even get this ending, which has to be embarrassing.

At the sound of an order, the army divided the labor, dug several large deep pits, put Chizhao's soldiers into the pits as neatly and decently as possible, and then piled up thick sand.

(ISU Literature)