As the sound of the fighting in the field gradually subsided, a long-planned encirclement and suppression finally ended, on the big rock at the bottom of the mountain, Wanyan Keni was holding the scimitar that was picked up with the help of his subordinates with one hand, and the other hand was still rubbing and massaging the wound on his chest to relax his muscles and invigorate his blood, and recover faster.

The shot that he received immediately directly shattered the two layers of armor on his outside, fortunately, there was another layer of soft armor inside as protection, and it was not a big deal, but Xie Houyin's previous shot was too powerful, and the landing point was too accurate, and there were three points of force directly through the armor and hit him in the chest, not that he had rough skin and thick flesh, and he really had to break a lot of bones, and now he also needs to rest well for a few days to recover.

On the battlefield in the wilderness in the distance, there are corpses everywhere that fall to the ground, among them are human, there are horses, there are intact corpses, there are also mutilated, there are frightened faces, and there are also faces that look at death as if they were at home, the corpses are all over the field, the smell of blood is straight into the sky, at least three miles away, if ordinary people come here, they are afraid that they will spit out directly at the first glance, that is, their hearts are like steel, and the well-trained Xiong Zheng soldiers are still not tired and dutifully cleaning the battlefield.

First of all, it is necessary to count the number of people, count the battle situation, whether it is the enemy's or one's own people, whether it is sure that they have been killed in battle, or those who have escaped the catastrophe by luck and were captured by their own side, they must count the exact number one by one.

In the sea of corpses and blood, the enemies who are still alive, whether they were hiding in the crowd before, did not suffer any injuries, or have been seriously injured and dying, watching the soldiers who cleaned the battlefield come step by step, but none of them dared to stand up and resist, after all, they are all horse bandits, the previous massacre, has been completely frightened, a group of horse bandits who will only play tricks outside the pass, do not enter the stream at all, bully and bully the common people at the border on weekdays, as soon as they see the regular army, it is normal to be scared to the point of urine.

As for the personal guards of the Wei Chi family, except for the group that broke through the formation of the Xiong Zhen army with Xie Houyin and Wei Chi Dan and escaped by luck, the others were all killed in battle, and none of them were captured alive.

After a while, there was a young man who had shaved almost all the hair on his head, and only kept a traditional pigtail of the Yanzhou people in the middle of the back of his head, while holding the handle of the scimitar on his waist, he ran over with a fart, and the armor on his body trembled so loudly that he "clanged".

"Commander-in-chief, it's all counted!"

Wanyan Keni pouted his legs, sat on the stone with a big thorn, rubbed the wound on his chest, which had become bruised, and grinned softly on his face: "Say it quickly." ”

The young general showed a look of pride on his face, and hurriedly reported: "Yes, Commander-in-Chief, after the inventory of his subordinates, in this battle, a total of 2,827 enemies were annihilated, 308 were captured, and 1,800 captured war horses, of which 1,225 were intact, and the other 575 horses had some minor injuries, but they could still be used to raise them for a while. ”

As soon as these words were spoken, Wanyan Keni himself was stunned.

Because this kind of record is indeed enough to make any army proud.

According to the rules set by the court of Liangguo, military merit is divided into twenty levels, each with its corresponding position and reward, generally speaking, the lowest level of soldiers, if they can kill a person in a battle, and bring back their heads, they can be directly promoted to one level, rewarded with two fields of silver and even houses, and then added up in turn, but in order to prevent the merits of the subordinates of the superiors, so after reaching the ninth level, they can no longer be promoted through a simple number of heads, and they need to personally go to the battlefield to command and kill the enemy.

Now the men and horses they transferred from Kanmeng'an, the total is only 2,000 people, this time the first battle destroyed 2,008 enemies, captured 300, and a large number of war horses, once this kind of great merit is reported, although it is not enough to make a military general of Wanyan Keni's level be promoted by a few levels, but the nominal title and the real reward will definitely not be less, and the Liangguo court has never deducted it in this regard.

After all, over the years, the two countries of Wei and Jin, who knew that they were invincible, had shrunk their defensive lines, cleared the walls, occupied the terrain for defense, and the Liangguo was also happy to recuperate, so they didn't fight at all, and this military merit was not so easy to earn, the military attache of Yanzhou, in the past few decades, there has basically been no major change.

The heads of these people, even if they are not as strong as the head weight of the regular armies of Wei and Jin, are not too low, not to mention that there are more than 100 real elites, even if they don't know the specific origin of this group of people, but with the energy of the imperial court, they will definitely be able to find out afterwards, and the benefits will not be less theirs when the time comes.

After this incident, as soon as the military exploits were reported, I was afraid that it would alarm the government and the opposition, and it was estimated that his name would be put on the desk of the big man.

Thinking of this, Wan Yan Keni himself couldn't help laughing, and he had even begun to imagine what the expressions of the high-eyed generals of the Bloody Army should have after learning the news.

You must know that this group originally belonged to the old department of Chang Dingfang, but they have always looked down on the Xiong Zhen army formed by the Yanzhou people who were once defeated by their subordinates.

For soldiers, the best way to win the respect of the other party is to make war achievements!

But in the blink of an eye, he put away the color on his face again, and asked with a somewhat heavy expression: "What about the casualties?"

When the young general who was still kneeling on the opposite side heard this, his expression became sad at the same time, and he subconsciously lowered his head and promised in a low voice: "Commander-in-chief, the brothers have killed a total of one hundred and seventy-two and injured eighty-seven. ”

Full of battles, casualties are only more than 200, but the number of enemies destroyed is ten times that of their own body, this can no longer be described as a big victory, it is simply a devastating, one-sided massacre, not to mention that it is suspected of killing the common people, after all, this kind of victory, is simply incredible.

But then again, among the 172 people who died, which one of them was not a young man who still had a good life?

Who is not the brother they get along with day and night?

They are no different from their own children to Wanyan Keni, the commander-in-chief, and the familiar faces on weekdays may be those who have served tea and poured water for themselves, stood guard for themselves, and even had the audacity to joke with themselves, even if they die, he is distressed, not to mention that there are nearly two hundred people all of a sudden.

Such is the brutality of war.

Two hundred people Horse Leather Shroud, after hearing the news, he even began to regret it, Gain's action this time, in fact, is completely unnecessary, as long as they stay in Kanmon'an, then there is no, it is not an exaggeration to say that he killed these young people with his own selfish interests.

Wanyan Keni slowly lowered his hand, his eyes were slightly hot, but he didn't want to show his weak side in front of his subordinates, he raised his chin, his mouth squirmed twice, and his voice seemed low and lifeless.

"Remember to bring your brothers home. ”

The young general lowered his head, although he was sad, but he was still comforting Wan Yan Keni softly: "General, you have forgotten that dying on the battlefield is the glory of every Yanzhou boy." ”

Wanyan Keni was stunned when he heard this, his face was full of bitterness, he looked at the other party, shook his head gently, and educated: "No one deserves to die, if you can live well, you must live well, remember this sentence." ”

As he spoke, he got up from the stone again, then put the scimitar in his hand on the stone, walked in front of the other party, stretched out his hand, and gently patted the other party's shoulder, the latter's body trembled, but nodded silently, and did not say anything more.

On the other side, the soldiers of the Xiong Zhen Army had begun to silently collect the corpses of their colleagues.

Although the horse leather shroud is the supreme glory of every Yanzhou man, as his comrades-in-arms, he is also obliged to take them back to his hometown and bury their souls according to traditional rituals.

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A group of 3,000 horsemen, improvised by a rabble, untrained and uncooperative, were mad at the high reward, and after rushing up the high slope together, they were blocked, and their momentum was exhausted, and they were outflanked by the enemy who had been planning for a long time.

Although judging from the number of casualties of each other, this battle seems to be a little incredible, but on one side is one of the nine armies of the Liang Kingdom, Xiong Zhenjun, even if the armament is poor, but it can't bear the people's own ability, their archery skills are among the nine armies, and they are considered to be the top, and on the other side, they are still a little capable of separation, but together they are a bunch of scum horse bandits and bandits, which is stronger and which is weak, it is clear at a glance.

If it weren't for Xie Houyin's last great might, fighting with his life, and rushing up to carve the formation with the guards of the Wei Chi family at the last moment, I am afraid that they will be completely annihilated here, and no one will survive.

On a piece of grass that has not been poisoned by the flames of war, it is still clean, more than 300 captives are huddled together, kneeling on the ground one by one with their hands behind their backs, these murderous horse bandits, all of them have been crisscrossing the sand sea for many years, for the people on the border, they are invincible and irresistible demons, but after facing the regular army of Liangguo, they are like good babies, kneeling quietly on the ground, not daring to make any movement.

None of the 3,000 people had been able to defeat anyone just now, and this incident had completely shattered their courage and shattered their confidence, but now there were only a few hundred people, and they had no weapons at hand, so should they resist again?

Even if you know that as yourself and others, there will be no good end if you are captured, and if you don't run at this time, then everyone gathers, and you won't have a chance to run, but no one wants to be the first bird.

The first person to resist must be the fastest to die, this is human nature, even if there are only a dozen soldiers around now, as long as they take advantage of their unpreparedness, run out and grab the horse and flee north, there will always be someone who can run away, but no one wants to be the first bird to die.

At this moment, Gu Xuan, who had just experienced a big battle and was covered in blood, simply bandaged his wounds, and Gu Xuan, who should have been exhausted, walked up with Lu Yi.

Although the soldiers of the Xiong Zhen Army who came over this time were deliberately concealed by Wanyan Keni, Gu Xuan's identity was deliberately concealed by Wanyan Keni, but the other party's courage on the battlefield just now was obvious to everyone, and they probably guessed that it should be the general's distinguished guest, so they didn't dare to stop him at the moment, and just let him walk in.

Looking at the group of people in front of him, all of them lowered their heads and knelt on the ground with a depressed face, Gu Xuan didn't even look at it, he went up with a kick, and directly kicked a strong man to the ground, the latter was hit the shoulder, caught off guard, screamed, fell to the ground, subconsciously raised his head, and showed a fierce light, but when he saw that it was the "killing god" just now, he quickly lowered his head again, but he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers just wanted to stop them, but they were stopped by Wanyan Keni, who quickly rushed over.

"Your parents gave birth to your seven-foot body, did they let you use it as a beast?"

Gu Xuan didn't understand his hatred at all, he scolded, and when he went up, he punched the man in the face, the other party's mouth was crooked, his head was tilted to the other side, and two broken teeth mixed with a mouthful of blood flew out, directly splashing the face of the person next to him.

The man was almost knocked out by this punch, and suddenly couldn't hold back any longer, just as he wanted to scold, Gu Xuan punched him in the stomach again, and the latter wailed violently, and the whole person bent into a prawn, fell to the side, convulsed, and even began to roll his eyes.

"How many innocent people have you killed, tell me!"

Seeing this, Gu Xuan didn't give up, and there was another burst of punches and kicks, his punching script was very powerful, even if he had experienced a big battle before, but he still had a little strength left, and in the case of not leaving his hand at all, this strong man had only been beaten with two punches, his eyes were cracked, his face was covered with blood, and the screams slowly turned into unconscious humming, and it seemed that he was going to die.

At this moment, a person kneeling next to him couldn't look at it anymore, so he pounced directly, and without waiting for the soldiers next to him to make a move, Gu Xuan directly slapped him to the ground with a backhand, and the latter fell back to his original position, regardless of his injury, pointed at Gu Xuan, and scolded angrily: "Why are you?"

Gu Xuangang wanted to go up directly to kill him, a daring bastard, but when he asked like this, he immediately sneered: "Heh, you bloody brute, what kind of face do you have to ask me why, you hundreds of people, you deserve to die!"

As soon as he said this, many people raised their heads and looked at him with ruthless eyes, they were originally murderous and ruthless horse bandits, and they were obediently captured because they were afraid of being beaten before, but the other party now clearly said that they wanted them to die, so how could they struggle, not to mention, the companion who did not resist just now, the tragic situation was in front of him, could it be that he was really beaten to death?

"It's better to resist! The dead and the alive, for this king, there is no difference, this king just hasn't had enough fun!"

Gu Xuan clenched his fists, creaking, and a hideous smile appeared on his face unconsciously, as if he was expecting the other party to rush up quickly, he would beat the other party to death.

The man he slapped to the ground looked full of resentment, and shouted loudly, "Do you think this is what we will?"