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The man and the woman, like two great birds, fluttered down from the city wall, but when they fell to the ground, they were startled by a cloud of dust. Blood meandered from the bottom of the two of them, and if they looked down from the sky at this time, it seemed like a pool of blood spit out from the corner of the eagle's mouth in Eagle Soaring City.

"Regent Khan assassinated!" the Rongqi people quickly spread the news, and the dozen or so men on the city wall had no intention of caring about the battle outside the city, and they had already become a mess.

Some people are ordering the collection of troops, some people are singing gold, and the Rong Qiang wolf rider has no heart to fight at this time, if it weren't for the originally good situation that has shocked the prodigal soldiers, it is a question of whether they can even return to the city safely at this time.

Throwing down more than a thousand corpses, the Rong people retreated, and the city gate hung a war-free card, and Huang Jidu also ordered to collect the troops, but when he left, he couldn't help but look back at Yingxiang City deeply, until Tan Qianbai urged him, and then drove Ma Nan.

More than a dozen vultures hovered around the top of the city, watching the thousands of corpses under the city chirp incessantly, making people listen to it and be distraught.

Han Feng, as the commander of the old army, was lucky to pick up a life. On the way back, he rubbed his sore left shoulder and was terrified. Only he himself knows that if it weren't for the sudden change today, this life would probably be confessed to Eagle Soaring City. Whatever helps the parents bury their bodies together, and what they get free, will become empty words.

Looking back, the dead grass was littered with corpses, and the blood had hidden the original color of the sand, and this smell of blood was only afraid that it would attract all the wolves within a radius of a hundred miles. It is no wonder that Huang Jidu did not ask anyone to collect the corpses, but only gave an order to let everyone pick up all the weapons they could pick up, and after returning to the barracks, they would be handed over and distributed uniformly.

Up to now, good weapons are far less scarce than when the prodigal soldiers first entered Hongyuan, and even the sabers in the hands of the tun chief are the sabers of the Rong people. Therefore, there is no one who fights to the death for a few handfuls of broken copper and iron. And living and dying together for so long, eating and sleeping together, and walking together, these young people don't have too much estrangement from each other, but really regard each other as companions.

The prodigal soldiers have grown from 50,000 people at the beginning to more than 20,000 the day before yesterday, and after today's battle, maybe only 10,000 are left, and everyone's hearts are much heavier.

And Han Feng has been separated by life and death several times, and he has also taken things down a lot. At this point, he suddenly remembered Willow Spring. If Yanagiquan was still alive at this time, the things he had heard on the banks of the Seli River before could really be regarded as if they had never happened. In the face of life and death, everything else is not important.

Thinking of Liu Quan, I naturally thought of Zhuo Xiaoling. Zhuo Xiaoling was in the town army, and he had seen him when he was marching a few days ago, but he didn't know if he had survived today.

Looking at the town army pushing a few catapults away in front of him, Han Feng sighed lightly.

Live, as long as you live.

After returning to the barracks, officers above the division commander level had to learn about the casualties of their soldiers, and then went to Huang Jidu's tent to discuss the matter.

Han Feng's Sui army was in the middle and rear of the whole army, and it was not the main attack direction of the Rong Qiang Wolf Cavalry, so the casualties were definitely not as heavy as those of the White Army. Rao is like this, the first 1,000 people in the army were only 800 before this battle, and after this battle, it was further reduced to 500 people. Of the 500 people, more than 100 had minor injuries.

After determining the number, Han Feng went to the Yingjun's big account. However, before entering the tent, I saw several of Xing Hou's subordinates outside the tent.

And Xing Hou was indeed in the tent.

The arrival of Xing Hou meant that the Pingsha soldiers were only an hour or two away from the prodigal soldiers, and this news made everyone feel relieved and confident.

This was also the first time Han Feng had close contact with Xing Hou, so close that he could see a few white hairs next to Xing Hou's sideburns and how many wrinkles there were at the corners of his eyes. Xing Hou's mood seemed to be much better, and he looked at Huang Jidu's gaze no longer full of hatred, but a little more praise. He said very little, but every sentence was asked about the recent battle, so Huang Ji had to answer every question for a long time.

Han Feng listened silently from the side, only to feel that although Xing Hou didn't look tall, and his appearance was not as fierce as Huang Jidu, the momentum on his body was deep and strong, and he really had a bit of a king's style. Just looking at him makes people feel nervous, thinking that they must be cautious and not make a mistake in front of him.

And at this time, he saw Huang Jidu's true ability.

Even Tan Qianbai bowed his head to Xing Hou, but Huang Jidu was neither humble nor arrogant when he spoke, and he was clearly organized, as if he was on an equal footing with Xing Hou, and he didn't have the appearance of the subordinates who were all in charge of Xing Hou last time he saw him.

The two of them respected each other, and it was no wonder that Xing Hou would hand over all 50,000 soldiers to him to be managed by a single division commander.

It's just that Huang Jidu didn't protect Xing Mange after all, could it be that Xing Hou forgot the pain of losing his sister so quickly? Han Feng was secretly surprised, he still remembered the last time Xing Hou scolded Huang Jidu, and he still remembered that Xing Hou kept threatening Huang Jidu, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the two of them had talked as usual, and those things were all as if they had never happened.

If he had changed to Willow Spring, he would probably be able to do the same with his city. But if it's yourself, then it's absolutely impossible.

What surprised Han Feng even more was Xing Hou's attitude towards the prodigal soldiers. Hearing that there were only more than 13,000 prodigal soldiers left, he didn't feel any touch, but smiled and showed appreciation to Huang Jidu: "It's better than I thought." ”

Huang Jidu said: "In today's battle, the regent Khan Yili Gu of the Rongqi people was assassinated by the Yan clan. The enemy was distraught and withdrew. Otherwise, give me another half an hour, and take them to the trap when they retreat, and they may suffer heavy losses, but they will also be dealt a greater blow. ”

Xing Hou waved his hand: "If you see it, you can accept it, don't be too greedy." What's more, the trap has long been known by others, so where is it useful?"

Huang Jidu smiled: "I'm not talking about the horse trap outside the camp, it's ......."

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xing Hou: "Yili Gu was assassinated by the Yan clan? If I remember correctly, isn't this Yan clan the previous Khan king?"

Huang Jidu said: "Yes." When the brother dies, the brother marries the sister-in-law, but the Hun clan has already married three husbands. The previous King of Rongqi Khan, who died of illness at the end of last year, was also her husband. ”

"Sick to death?" Xing Hou smiled, "Hmph, it's no wonder that they changed the Khan King so quickly among the Rong people." You used to know them, according to you...... After today, who will be the regent?"

Huang Jidu groaned slightly, and said: "Yili Gu also has a brother, named Meng Yuan, who is the tribal leader in the area of Rongzhuolun Lake, and is the most qualified regent. But according to my spies, Meng Yuan came to the rescue with an army of 5,000 troops, and it was still three or four days away. In three or four days, anything can happen. ”

Xing Hou raised his eyebrows, no longer staring at Huang Jidu, but instead swept his eyes like lightning to the people around him who were silently listening to the conversation between the two of them: "You all understand." We only have three days, and within three days, I will take Eagle Soaring City!"

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