After the remaining seven people of Yanshan Eight Cavalry recovered from the shocking news of the death of the Northwest Army, of course they knew the meaning of the last sentence of the boss Baijia scholar, if the loss of 100,000 Northwest Army was the misfortune of Daxing, then the young man sitting in front of him, Chen Xun, the only son of the general of the soldiers and horses in the world, could still be alive, it was a blessing in misfortune.

Of course, this is not to say that Chen Xun's life alone is greater than the 100,000 soldiers of Daxing, but judging from the results alone, Chen Xun's ability to live is indeed a good thing for the eight of them. Of course, whether this good thing will evolve into other meanings is not something they can worry about.

These thoughts were only understood by the seven of them as soon as they heard the words of the boss, but the young man sitting on the withered yellow grass did not think like this. "Master Master", the boy has always called Baijia Scholar this way since he was a child, which is also the request of his general father Chen Can, and the eight people in Yanshan, only the eldest Baijia Scholar is called "Master" by the boy, of course, the rest of the people don't think there is anything wrong with this. The young man was called a master, but he held the ground with one hand and a knife in the other, struggling to stand up. The fourth Li Yihuan and the eighth Liao Chonghai next to them hurriedly stepped forward to support them. The wound of the seriously injured young man who had just stopped bleeding burst open again, and everyone next to him was distressed.

The white-armored scholar knows what the young man has to say, since he was a child, because of this stubborn temperament, has he been disciplined less? "This character is not like a general, but rather like that when he was young." When the scholar in white armor thought of that, he also had a headache. He waved his hand and motioned for the young man not to say any more, "Okay, Xun'er, don't say anything, wait until you return to Chang'an." ”

The young man's expression was complicated, he wanted to speak and stopped, and many words came to his mouth, and he didn't know how to speak. The white-armored scholar had a gentle look in his eyes, "Don't worry, Xun'er, you have suffered in the past two years, and the next thing will be left to those adults to deal with."

Because of the fear of the injured boy, the nine people and eight horsemen slowly walked towards the southeast Chaotian Pass. As for whether there are pursuers? This is not what the eight horsemen of Yanshan are worried about, on the contrary, it should be that the grassland barbarians who have been granted amnesty before will be worried about whether the eight murderers will chase down all the way.

About 100 miles northwest of the battlefield where the grassland cavalry and the Yanshan Eight Cavalry had met before, after repeatedly confirming that there were no pursuers behind, the young Mutuo stopped his horse with the remnants of the gathered soldiers to rest. The anger in the young man's eyes was almost substantial, and the knuckles of the hand holding the whip had turned white because of the excessive force, which made the captain of the small team of centaurs who had just been promoted by him tremble in his heart, for fear that he would accidentally become the object of anger for His Highness in front of him.

The young man calmed himself down a little, turned his head and asked in Prairie Chinese, "I have three hundred men in the prairie, and I can't beat the other party's eight people?" How did you lose so quickly and so miserably? ”

The team leader saw that His Royal Highness had regained his composure and knew that his life should be saved, so he boldly spoke, "Your Highness, don't blame those sons, it's really the eight demons who kill people with appalling methods, and rumors in the army say that they can turn into three-zhang tall trolls, and they can shoot dozens of my grassland sons to death with one palm..."

Of course, Mu Tuo knew these rumors, and before today, he had scoffed at them, thinking that the soldiers in the army were just big words to pass the boring time, and today he really saw the power of these rumors. As a result, he admired the military advisor who was far away in the main tent and reformed the steppe army even more sincerely.

Gathering his good mind, Mu Tuo asked the captain next to him to give a shout, summoned the cavalry who were still afraid to mount their horses, and rushed to the camp where the army was located. Now I still feel that Xingguo is terrible, after all, the grassland has been bullied by Xingguo for hundreds of years, but this fear, with the passage of time, the rise of the grassland will definitely become weaker and weaker, especially under the arrangement of the clever military advisor, it will speed up this process.

Just like today, the destruction of a 100,000-strong main force of Xingguo, which was something that the grassland people could not think of before, is it not really happening in front of their eyes now? Thinking of this, Mu Tuo's heart dissipated a lot because of the haze of missing the last man of the Northwest Army, and galloped towards the camp. After all, after this big battle, there are more things waiting for him, and his uncles will not mercifully wait for him to return to the camp to divide the spoils of this war.

Chaotian Pass is the largest pass between the Daxing Empire in the northwest direction and the Saiwai grassland, and the city wall dozens of zhang high has never allowed the grassland cavalry to set foot in the pass since the day it was erected. Over the past hundred years, because of the gathering of peddlers and merchants, the city under the gate has become more and more prosperous. In the past, Chaotianguan not to mention that the wine shop inn was overcrowded, and even the herbal tea stall on the roadside was crowded. The shouts on the street one after another, the sound of juggling under the overpass, if you didn't know in advance that you were in Chaotianguan, I am afraid that you would have mistakenly thought that you had arrived in Chang'an, the imperial capital that has never been seen for eternity.

But today's Chaotianguan is a little different. All kinds of shops on the street are still full of people, there is no shortage of customers in restaurants and tea stalls, and there are so many people in all kinds of inns and brothels that they are eager to expand their shops to a whole street, but the atmosphere in the customs is a little dull and stagnant after all. The reason why this is the case, there are so many people in Chaotian Pass, and the atmosphere is so abnormal, there is no other reason, and the general's office in the pass today ordered that the city gate of the pass to the grassland was sealed, which has never happened since the completion of this Xiongguan.

For a while, the people of Chaotian Guan, who were allowed to enter and not leave, were panicked, and the storyteller swore that it was the grassland barbarians who killed him, so he forced the soldiers of the city gate to wait for him. But soon an official came out to refute the rumors that today's closure is only because there is a military drill of the Northwest Army outside the pass, and no idle people are allowed to approach, and if there is no accident, the closure will continue for a period of time. As for the duration of the period, the notice does not specify in detail.

However, this also reassures the merchants and traders in the city, after all, the official announcement must be more worthy of people's belief than the rumors, right? As for the blind storyteller who spread nonsense and rumors, he was arrested by the patrol sergeant for the crime of bewitching the public with false words and thrown into prison.

This caused the people in the city to laugh for a while, this bold poor and blind man, I am afraid that he is crazy for money. The steppe barbarians have been unable to raise their heads in front of our Northwest Army for almost a hundred years, and when did the Northwest Army that saw me flee from the wind? Even if they borrowed the courage of ten or eight of them, they didn't dare to take the initiative to provoke. Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if that steppe Khan is crazy and wants to fight to the death with me, with just a few barbarians, he can fight to this Chaotian Pass? After such a commotion, the customs have returned to the previous state of singing and dancing, and the country and the people are safe.