Donzi looked at the dwindling enemy forces in front of him, and now only a dozen people on the chariots were still fighting frantically with them. He turned his head to look at the retreating figure in the distance, and then looked back at this group of dozens of Chu troops who were fighting to the death, and smiled sarcastically at the corner of his mouth.

A group of poor people, just like that, were abandoned.

"Donyang! Take someone to chase me. Sitting on his big black horse, Donzi commanded in a loud voice to another general of the Don Kingdom next to him.

"No!" When Yang Yang, the general of the Don State next to him, heard this, he immediately pulled the reins of his horse and chased his troops in the direction where the main force of the Chu army had fled.

As he spoke, he was about to gather his troops to make a detour to join Zeng Guo and continue to attack the main army of Chu State, when he suddenly saw a bloody sword falling from the chariot that his generals had been paying attention to.

His eyes widened, and then his eyes were full of excitement!

This sword is the one he has been looking at just now, the sword that cuts off the head like a sword that cuts tofu! It was also the reason why he had been afraid to approach that car.

That's great.

Excitedly, Donzi rode his horse over, then turned over and dismounted, and picked up the sword on the ground himself. Looking at the blood stained on it, it was almost impossible to see the appearance of the sword itself.

Donzi hurriedly put the general on his abdomen, pulled up the clothes in the armor, pressed it on the blood stains of the blade, and wiped it.

"Silk!" With a bang, he gasped, and he raised his hand to look at the cut in his palm, and a piece of meat fell horizontally on his palm.

It's just that the blade of the sword is wiped off, and the clothes and even the palms that are pressed on them bloom.

Fuck, it's so sharp?

Dunzi covered his blood-soaked palm, inhaling cold air and looking at the sword in his hand.

That's amazing!

"Faith, my lord!" The retinue next to him suddenly spoke up and handed a letter to Donzi.

Donzi's gaze moved from the blood-soaked Mo Evil Sword to the cloth handed to him.

At this moment when the two armies are fighting and fighting, can you still send a message?

Donzi turned his head to look at the retinue next to him who was handing over the letter.

The retinue also sensed the danger, and hurriedly explained: "This is a letter from the State of Wu, which was originally sent before the battle, and the king led the army too quickly to send it. Now that this war is almost over, it looks like the time is almost right..."

As he spoke, the retinue quieted down. He didn't dare to send it just now, how dangerous it was. But now that the Chu army is almost dead, the outcome of the war is a foregone conclusion.

As soon as the voice of the entourage fell, Dunzi stretched out his hand and pulled the cloth in his hand, opened it and looked at it.

It turned out to be a letter from Wu Guo, so it is no wonder that they risked war to send it in.

Looking at it, Donzi's face darkened.

Seeing a sergeant wielding a broadsword, he jerked his head to see the sergeant wielding the broadsword slashing at the corpse in the carriage.

Before he could stop it, the sword in his hand suddenly flew with him, and stopped the knife that was about to slash at the corpse lying on the car.

The knife snapped in two.

"The King?" The sergeant standing next to the chariot with a half-cut knife turned his head and looked at Donzi in a daze.

Dunzi was also a little wooden, and he looked at the sword in his hand. Did he fly over with this sword just now, or did this sword fly with him?

"The King?" The entourage next to him also caught up, looking at the stunned Dunzi and called.

The voice pulled back to his thoughts. He looked up, looked at the sergeant opposite him who was holding a half-cut knife and stared at him blankly, and said, "This person can't be cut." ”

"Why?" The sergeant withdrew half of his knife and frowned at the corpse lying on the shift.

The corpse on the car class is obviously one of the main generals of the Chu army. If you don't surrender and don't flee, you will cut off the head of the opposing general to show your victory in the war.

After a big battle, cutting off a few enemy heads can show how many times your side has won.

The heads of these enemy generals can also be used to inspire soldiers to face the next war. When necessary, these heads are also the conditions that the state uses to negotiate with the enemy.

The Chu army on the battlefield had slowly fallen, and the team that had raided them on the right side had been wiped out. All of them died in the yellow earth of the Don country.

Don Zi shook his head, didn't say anything, just turned to his entourage and said, "Take this person back and see if he can be cured." ”

As he spoke, he paused and looked at the black dog in the corner who had been guarding the corpse: "Take this black dog back too." And this sword. Donzi threw the sword in his hand next to the corpse.

If it is related to Wu Guo, he can't act rashly.

It's no wonder he's still dead. Leaving a black dog is always a life, and you can explain it to Wu Guo when the time comes.

"No." Although the retinue did not understand what his king was doing, he still spoke.

After that, he stepped forward and picked up the corpse of the general of the Chu army.

"All the rest of the men, follow me to make a detour to attack the fleeing troops of the Chu State!" Donzi watched as the retinue picked up the corpse and left with the black dog. He put the cloth in his hand into the armor and shouted loudly.

The words fell, turned over and got on the horse, and led the main army of the Don State to chase in the direction of the general Chu State's army fleeing!

When the general returned to the garrison of the Don Kingdom with Shi Yiguang on his back, it was already dark.

He felt that the corpses on his body seemed to harden a little.

The black dog that followed him did not make a sound all the way, and was silent and tight. Didn't come to bite him either.

The retinue didn't bother to care. Carrying the man to his tent, he thought about it and ran to recruit the medical officer of the Don army.

"Isn't this person Chu Jun?" The medical officer stood next to the corpse, looked at the armor worn by the general of the Chu army, and exclaimed. "Let me cut off my head? I don't dare! ”

The doctor said, turning around with the medicine box and leaving.

The retinue grabbed him: "The doctor is wrong, I want you to save him!" ”

"Save him?" The medical officer raised his eyebrows and looked at the lying man: "It's all like this, how can I save it?" I'm not a god. ”

The dead corpses are starting to change color, can they be saved?

The medic turned to look at his entourage. "Did you have your brain cut out in battle?"

The retinue listened to the words of the medical officer, looked helpless, and did not argue: "This is the king's order." ”

When the medical officer heard that it was the king's order, his face sank. Although his face was strange, he still squatted down, and stretched out his hand to feel the pulse next to the corpse.

The cold skin made the doctor's fingers tremble.

sighed, and continued to touch it calmly.

How can the dead be saved? Both the medical officer and the retinue understand.

But this is the king's command. No matter how much you have to make a show.

After taking the pulse, the medical officer lowered the corpse's hand and probed his nose again.

After a moment, the medical officer withdrew his hand, looked at the entourage, and shook his head: "It's really not good." The corpse spots are all starting to fuse. ”