Northwest of Hanquan Yuan, forty-seven miles away from Yingchong, Zuo Xian Wang Lao Shang was full of helplessness, looking into the distance. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, there were only sporadic news coming out of the battlefield everywhere. But this just proves that they are at an extreme disadvantage.

He could conclude that on this battlefield, at least seventy percent of the cavalry formation was in a state of collapse, and now this black fog, although it covered their whereabouts, was also not conducive to his command.

On the opposite side, a left hook with the main force of the Broken Army was too ruthless. Not only did the initial attack force him to move the direction of his own formation, but the subsequent sweep on all sides also caused complete confusion among the cavalry troops. At this time, the entire battlefield was already unable to find soldiers, soldiers could not find generals, and it was a mess.

After a moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded in the distance. A few slightly embarrassed figures were speeding over. And the person in front of him is Hu Han Evil.

"Your Highness!"

Hurried to the front of the old man, Hu Han Xie immediately fell off his horse and knelt down, his face full of shame: "Hu Han Xie is incompetent, and nearly seventy percent of the 30,000 horsemen have lost nearly seventy percent of the battle!"

It was the most elite of the more than 300,000 horsemen of the Hun army. Including 9,000 Heavenly Mountain Holy Horses, and 24,000 King Tent Army-

But this elite was almost wiped out in front of the rushing main formation. I didn't even see my opponent's face.

"This king knows about this, and it is not your fault!"

The old man shook his head, and then looked at the south with a sad look: "Our army has been defeated! Notify all departments to speed up the evacuation of the battlefield!"

The news that the Tianshan Holy Knight had suffered another heavy blow had already been reported to him by the Heavenly Throne. This is indeed not the fault of Hu Hanxie, but it was doomed from the beginning.

The responsibility is on him, and the young man's prediction is too accurate. The orientation locked by the onmyoshi is also just right.

Hearing this, the dozens of people present did not say a word. This battle of Hanquan was indeed lost, and it was defeated very badly. At this time, there were no more than 300,000 Hun knights still alive on the battlefield, and nearly seventy percent of them were out of their control.

As for the Dao soldiers, the Tianshan Holy Horse once again lost nearly half, and the Blood Wolf Heavenly Horse's side is also said to have suffered heavy casualties.

Hu Han Xie bowed his head again, with determination in his eyes: "The minister will ask for a break!"

Today, at least a quarter of the responsibility for the destruction of the seven divisions of the left wing of the Xiongnu is in his call. More than 700,000 horsemen have broken their halberds in Jizhou, how can he have the face to return to the tribe? It is better to die here in battle, so as to avoid humiliation.

"There is no need for this, this king has already broken off the law! This time, you call Han Evil, it is indeed your duty, but you will not die for your crimes! When you return to the grassland, this king will naturally convict you. ”

The old man snorted softly, and said with a slight self-deprecation: "And if this mist dissipates, how long can you delay them? There are too many people, and this king is reluctant. ”

Hu Hanxie's face turned blue and white, and he knelt in place with a dazed expression,

Lao Shang had already held the reins of the horse, forcibly turned the horse's head to the north, and then pointed to the side with his long whip: "Take him away with him, this person is still useful! That Heavenly Saint Emperor must want his head." ”

At the point of his long whip, Baili Changxi trembled all over, as if he was sifting chaff, the blood on his face faded, and his eyes were terrified and frightened.

King Zuo Xian said that he was wrong, the Heavenly Sage Emperor would not want his head for the time being, but wanted him to return to Xianyang alive for a hundred miles and become a bargaining chip in the court battle.

Now those who really want his life have been replaced by those of the Great Qin clan who had been in contact with him.

But no matter what the outcome is, it is all the same tragic, and no matter whether the Huns can escape from Jizhou or not, he will die the same.

There is no difference between this, his hundred-mile long-term death has been decided, and Xuanhe's hundred-mile family for hundreds of years is about to disappear.

Obviously, more than a month ago, just after joining forces with the outside and breaking through Jimen County, an army of nearly one million Xiongnu wantonly plundered Jizhou, putting the four prefectures in the northern border of Great Qin in danger.

But now in less than fifty days, he has fallen into defeat. King Zuo Gu Li became a prisoner, and he rested for a hundred miles, and he became a bargaining chip for King Zuo Xian to negotiate peace with Daqin.

Thinking of this, a line of blood had already overflowed from Baili Changxi's mouth, and then he laughed like crazy.

In the end, he still lost, completely lost to the milky and dry child. I still underestimated him, the only bloodline of Ying Shentong, and he really deserves his father's name!

His hundred-mile family is also finished--this is retribution! Sure enough, the way of heaven is clear, and retribution is not happy!

The wild laughter that lasted for hundreds of miles made everyone look sideways, and it also woke up Hu Han Evil. After the expressionless man got up, he directly used the back of the knife to stun Baili Changxi, and then rudely tied the man to the horse.

His Royal Highness is right, this hundred-mile long breath is indeed useful. At least some people in Xianyang City will want this person's life at any cost, and the Heavenly Saint Emperor and the embroidered clothes guard will also be extremely interested.

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After the battle in front gradually calmed down, Ying Chong began to stand still. Only scatter the rangers, covering a radius of 20 miles, and once they encounter the enemy, they can warn the Chinese army as soon as possible. The various units of the Qin army, while maintaining the necessary vigilance, tried their best to clean up the remnants of the enemy around them.

Previously, when the gray fog began, the military orders issued by Ying Chong could be called radical. But when the victory is decided, his approach tends to be conservative.

It's just that the scope of the gray fog is too vast, and according to Wang Chengen, this fog covers at least one hundred and twenty miles of the surrounding area.

This person had only returned from the Nine Clouds before, and he could see the entire Hanquanyuan battlefield above the clouds, and the accuracy of his estimate was beyond doubt.

So Ying Chong gave up and continued the pursuit. This move was certainly conducive to the evacuation of the Hun army, but he did not dare to put his soldiers in danger.

The old man is good at cavalry warfare, and his troops are varied, and he never lacks the courage to fight back. They want to march and pursue in this black fog, which can be described as seeking death.

Even he himself could come up with several ways to strike a blow at the pursuing Qin army. This gray mist is undoubtedly the best protective color, but it can cause the Qin army to suffer heavy losses and be helpless.

If the more than 400,000 people under his command are all the elite of the border army, Yingchong will be without fear of the old man's means. It's a pity that it's not, there are twenty-two divisions here plus 10,000 forbidden troops, and nineteen divisions are temporary divisions.

Just from the word 'provisional', we can know that this is not an elite division that can calmly deal with it under any circumstances.

More than half of them have only been training together for less than a month.

Therefore, Ying Chong would rather gather his army near like a turtle shell than take risks.

However, the fog lasted longer than the two Great Onmyoji had expected.

Ying Chong guessed that on the other side, it should be some kind of spell used. The black fog of Hanquanyuan lasted for an hour and a half before it dissipated one after another.

Ying Chong's dragon vision technique was the first to recover. He found that the Hun iron cavalry in front of him had disappeared.

However, on the battlefield ahead, at least 250,000 corpses fell. Nearly eighty percent of them are Hun knights.

There are also a large number of ownerless war horses, scattered on the battlefield. Either wailing and staying with their master, or lying on the ground wounded and weak.

In addition, there were about 30,000 or so captives scattered in various departments. On the other side of the dock fort near the river, about 90,000 people of the army of the Northern Hebei clan also survived.

And the entire battlefield, the most tragic place, was located in the north of his home formation. In that direction, several huge deep pits appeared, as well as spiderweb-like ravines, stretching for ten miles.

There are more than 20,000 Hun bones inside, some of which have been charred and are exuding the smell of meat.

Ying Chong couldn't help but stare at it, thinking to himself that this Tu Yuan method was indeed the most lethal of the Yin and Yang Technique! The power of Yun Guanghai alone could indeed be equal to the people of the Second Division!

There are no 40,000 people here, but the combat power of the 9,000 Heavenly Mountain Holy Horsemen is more than 40,000?

"Where are the military scribes?"

Wang Chengen also took the entire Hanquan Yuan into his eyes, and he was also overjoyed: "An Guogong defeated 1.1 million Xiongnu in Hanquan Yuan, beheaded 790,000 people, and reduced 120,000 people!

When Ying Chong heard this, he felt that his jaw was about to fall. Wu looked at Wang Chengen in astonishment: "There are so many?"

He had carefully estimated just now that there were 430,000 Hun cavalry troops and 140,000 infantry troops on the opposite side, and the total number was only a little over 570,000.

It was right to surrender 120,000 people, but at this time, the corpses of the Huns on the battlefield were only about 290,000 at most.

Even if you add the big victory in Suzhou City a month ago, the total is only a little more than 450,000. This beheading of 790,000 is too exaggerated-

"Now in my Qin army, it is like this, and it has become a routine. ”

Ying Xuanniang smiled dumbly: "The Privy Council's rewards and punishments are harsh, no matter where military merits are reported, they must be cut off by thirty percent first." Now that our army has won a great victory, the battle in Jizhou has come to an end. Next, we have to discuss merit and reward it, and report more to the DPRK and the Central Committee in order to get more benefits. is his father, who also reported to the DPRK and beheaded the army of the Seven Kingdoms at the level of 1.1 million. ”

Ying Chong thought for a moment, and then realized, and then thanked Wang Chengen at the moment: "Thank you father-in-law for mentioning it!"

Didn't he know about this false report of his military exploits? It was only because he was worried that he would be seized by the people in the court and the central government these days, so he kept reporting the truth.

At this time, he forgot that the situation in the DPRK and China was about to change, and his own Anguo Mansion was not what it used to be.

What can others do with him if he falsely reports some military exploits? And for the well-being of his own subordinates, it is also his duty as a commander.

Wang Chengen hurriedly got out of the way, and then returned to Yingchong Town, "It's Your Majesty who is the acting of our family, thank you to the Duke of the Kingdom." The victory of Hanquanhara, the prince of the country returned to heaven with one force and pacified the northern border. Your Majesty, you can finally rest easy!"

At this time, the surrounding area was resisted for more than ten miles. The cheers sounded like a tsunami again, stirring and worshipping, and rushed straight into the sky!

ps: After three more and nine o'clock, I still make up for it and compensate everyone (to be continued.) )