Shen Yu was wearing the same uniform as Ping Yuanzhong, holding the blood-stained knife in his hand, slashing all the way, and finally came to Ping Yuanzhong's side.

"General, everything has been arranged, and the army has retreated to the territory of Nanhao."

There were constantly Xuzhou troops climbing the city wall with the help of the rope ladder, and Ping Yuanzhong did not slow down his movements when he heard the sound.

Ping Yuanzhong raised his eyes and looked at the archers in the corner towers on both sides, and the arrows cut through the sky and went straight to Liu Xiao's heart and lungs.

Qian Tianhe, who ended the battlefield in the east, will join Liu Xiao and his party, the feather arrows flew over, he quickly grabbed the bow and arrow of the person next to him, and the two arrows collided, Liu Xiao was not injured.

The others were not so lucky, and the arrows rained down, and many thousands of households were shot in the arms and thighs, and a few died on the spot.

The siege battle of 70,000 against 10,000 became more and more suspenseless.

The Nanwei army on the city wall did not know when half of it retreated, Ping Yuanzhong took the more than 5,000 people and rushed to the south, and Shen Yu fought the city wall as a broken general.

Shen Yu couldn't count how many people he had killed, he only felt that there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him, and there was gradually no place to stay on the already not wide city wall.

He stood in the midst of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, using the last of his strength, and when he fell, he saw a glimmer of light appear in the east, followed by endless darkness.

The battle ended early the next morning.

When the city was broken, countless fires flew together, and the city of Xuanzhou became a sea of fire, and the fire burned for three hours before it was extinguished.

The Nanwei army suffered numerous casualties, almost all of which were annihilated, and the Xuanzhou army suffered more than 1,000 casualties.

Outside the city of Xuzhou, the river beach where the Nanwei army was once stationed was scorched black.

Qian Tianhe faced the rising sun, and personally planted the red Kundong military flag on the somewhat scorched city wall of Xuanzhou, and he looked at the direction of Nanwei in the distance, where there was also a scorched black, buried with the bones of no name.

Shu Bai was dressed as a personal guard, standing behind Qian Tianhe, and he was also looking in the direction of Nan Wei.

After robbing the grain, the plan to attack the Nanwei army in many ways was proposed by him, if he hadn't grown up in the mountains since he was a child and didn't know anything about water, he would definitely set off with Xiao Xuanyu.

Shu Bai's eyes kept appearing Xiao Xuanyu's face, it was a somewhat honest face, obviously from a noble son, but it was more like a commoner in the mountains than Shu Bai.

He looked down at his hands, perhaps destined to be bloodied from the moment he decided to join the army.

Some of this blood belongs to the enemy, some to comrades, and perhaps to one's own.

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Fu Guang had been half-asleep and half-awake, and he could only vaguely feel as if he was moving, and he also felt that someone was feeding him medicine.

He wanted to open his eyes and see what was going on, but his eyelids seemed to weigh a lot.

By the time he woke up again, three or four days had passed, and he had retreated to the territory of Nanhao.

It was a rather small city, and a casual glance would reveal the small hills on the edge of the city.

There were wounded soldiers around him, and Fu Guang struggled to sit up.

His head no longer hurts, but he has been lying down for a long time, and his limbs are a little numb.

"This kid is alive." The one who spoke was a bearded man in his early twenties, his hands held in place by planks.

The wounded soldiers around him seemed to be looking at something novel, and they all stared at him.

Fu Guang looked at everyone with a puzzled face, and his right hand unconsciously touched the back of his head.

It was an irregular pit that was a circle larger than a copper coin, and Fu Guang confirmed it again with his left hand with a little disbelief.

There was really a hole in his brain, and he suddenly understood the circle of people in front of him.

If you meet such a strange person, you will also look at others with the eyes of watching a monkey show.

"What's your boy's name?" It's the bearded man.

Fu Guang was stunned when he heard this, "Chang Er." ”

"Remember what it was called, this kid isn't stupid."

"Come on, come on, give money to those who lose in betting." The bearded man barely raised his fixed arms and collected the money with a smile on his face.

Fu Guang looked at the completely different scene outside from Xuanzhou City through the window, and had a little guess in his heart, did the Nanwei army transfer the wounded soldiers?

Or was this Nanwei army defeated?

In the wounded barracks, it was a lively time, and it was almost lunchtime, so they gathered together to laugh.

Fu Guang, who was puzzled in his heart, slowly got down from the Datong shop, and he wanted to look at the scene outside the tent.

The tents were connected and stretched for half a mile.

Fu Guang silently calculated in his heart, there should be 90,000 people here, and it seems that the city of Xuanzhou has returned to the hands of the Xuanzhou army without accident.

The bearded man stood diagonally behind Fu Guang, and suddenly spoke.

"Boy, homesick?"

"No, I've slept for too long, and the situation seems to have changed."

"The situation has not changed, this Xuanzhou City will still fight back, and there are still hundreds of thousands of people waiting for the water of the Mengxi River."

Fu Guangyan looked into the distance in silence.

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The morale of the Xuanzhou army that drove the Nanwei army out of the country was greatly boosted, and the city of Xuanzhou was happy and festive.

The battle report has been sent back to the capital, and in a few days, the soldiers will be rewarded.

The soldiers gathered together and counted the heads they had cut off, counting how much money they could get from it.

Qian Tianhe looked at the lively crowd around him, and suddenly felt a little out of place.

This joyous scene reached its peak five days later, and the court's reward came down.

Commander Ye Chengping was awarded the title of General of the Second Rank Dragon and Tiger and concurrently served as the General of the Xuanzhou Army, Qian Tianhe was awarded the title of General of the Fourth Rank Mingwei and concurrently served as the Deputy General of the Xuanzhou Army, and Liu Xiao was awarded the title of General of the Fourth Rank Guangwei.

Xiao Xuanyu, the king of Jing who bravely served in the grain robbery operation, gave the name of loyalty and bravery, and was buried with the gift of the prince.

Shu Bai stayed by Qian Tianhe's side and was still a personal guard.

Qian Tianhe finally escaped from the bustle, he took two jars of wine, sat on the southern city wall of Nazhou, and drank alone.

Shu Bai didn't wear that heavy armor today, and he was dressed in plain white clothes, and he also came to the city wall of Xuanzhou.

He looked at the young man who should have been in high spirits drinking lonely, and after hesitating, he still raised his feet and walked towards Qian Tianhe.

He picked up the jar and drank it without saying a word.

Half of the wine in the altar was gone, Shu Bai leaned against the city wall, and suddenly opened his mouth, his voice was very special, like a slowly flowing stream.

"This war has just begun."

Qian Tianhe turned his head when he heard this, his voice was a little hoarse, "Yes, this war has just begun." ”

A border battle closely related to the battle for the heir, the prince in Liyang City has not been able to get what he wants, and this war will not end.

What's more, this Nanwei army was not beaten to the point of being powerless to fight back.

Shu Bai looked into the distance, thinking of the woman practicing in the mountains, with a focused expression and no distractions.

The image from seven years ago overlaps with Wan Jinyue's figure.

The encounter was fate, but unfortunately it was too late, people called you Brother Shu, but what I liked in my heart was General Qian.

The two of them, each with their own thoughts, slowly drank the wine in the jar and sat quietly until dawn.