Wei He's eyes were red, and he shouted, "The wings catch up, desperately block it!"

With a wave of the long sword, he wrapped up from the two wings like a lightning speed, seized a mountain pass in front, and launched a large array of four thousand horsemen, to charge and fight to the death as a whole.

Xiong Hong led the Chu army to rush to the front of the battle, and shouted: "The last pass, take the road back to China!" Kill—" Rush over first. The rear army also spread out, roaring and rushing towards the mountain pass. The four iron cavalry phalanxes of the Zhou army instantly fell into a sea of people who could not retreat.

Wei He gritted his teeth, turned to Gongsun Yu and said loudly, "You command the army, I will charge the battle." I couldn't help but say that I handed over the banner of the Chinese army and a group of Sima and scouts to Gongsun Yu, shouted to kill, and personally led the incomparable Wangcheng Ruishi Hundred Cavalry into the brown sea of people.

Wei and the hundred cavalry smashed into the sea of people, and the power was like a bamboo. These 100 warriors of the royal city are all heavy swords and heavy armor, and the war horses are also wearing iron armor and masks, which are really bronze iron horses. This kind of heavy sword is nearly four feet long, and together with the sword grid, it is seven or eight inches longer than an ordinary long sword, and it is unstoppable when it is immediately wielded in a huge wave.

For a while, the shields, spears, and short swords of the enemy infantry flew out one after another, and the soldiers didn't even have time to scream and splashed blood. On the small hill, the banner of the Chinese army led by Gongsun Yu hung a string of small wind lanterns and constantly waved, and where the enemy fled to, the banner pointed to where the Zhou army roared and chased to wherever it was.

The spirit of the Zhou army blocked in the mountain pass was greatly boosted, and the copper wall was blocked in the mountain pass like an iron wall, and the remnants of the Orochu army could not cross the thunder pond for half a step. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer military horses around him, the bloodied Eyu Fang neighed: "Southeast, kill to the southeast—" The remnants of the soldiers and horses swarmed to the southeast to break through and kill.

The main force of Weihe came from the west, and Boyan led the Luoyi garrison in the east, and the southeast was the weak link with the least number of troops in the Wang division. The remnants of the Ochu army rushed desperately, and the iron cavalry of the Zhou army who came in a roundabout way seemed too few, and they were about to be unable to contain it.

At this moment, the southeast was filled with a sound of killing, and it was precisely the 20,000 elite horsemen of the Ekun who came head-on. He roared and ordered, "Five thousand men with strong bows to defend the mountain beams. 15,000 iron horsemen all unfolded, go up! Kill—" Outflanked and killed all over the mountains.

In the foreign war, seeing that the opening was getting bigger and bigger, the remnants of the Orochu army were even more red-eyed and desperately killed to the southeast, and in a blink of an eye, they fled to the boundless and dark mountain area.

When the sky was about to dawn, the mountains beyond the river finally fell silent. Wei He ordered: "On the hour, the army and horses will immediately retreat to camp outside Hangu Pass."

When the army drove to Hangu Pass and set up camp, the vast mountains were chaotic and boundless fog red under the autumn morning sun, and the eyes were looking at the corpses all over the field, the residual smoke was curling, the ragged battle flags were hanging on the chariots and hunting and flying, and the wounded war horses were still neighing sadly.

Wei He, who was standing on the top of the mountain, stood for a long time looking at the vast battlefield, and felt a loss in his heart - it is a pity that the troops are limited and the strength of the dynasty is also limited, otherwise why would it be necessary to "besiege the division and let the Xiong father and son and the E father and son escape?

The good news of Weihe's victory over the Hubei-Chu coalition army reached Haojing, and Ji Hu was overjoyed, and immediately decided: set off in two days and go to Luoyi to reward the meritorious soldiers.

The Son of Heaven is a major event, so it is natural to summon the royal city order to come and entrust all kinds of matters. Unexpectedly, as soon as he mentioned the inner servant Jia, Qi Zhong knelt down with tears in his eyes and reported: "Master seems to have inconvenient legs and feet recently, and he has not improved after a few doses of medicine, so please ask the servant to report to the king on his behalf and allow him to return to his hometown in old age."

"When did you say that?" Ji Hu was about to have dinner and immediately put down the outstretched ivory basket.

"It's been two days, and seeing that the king has been working hard for the war, the little slave has not dared to speak."

Ji Hu got up and left. Qi Zhong knew that he couldn't stop it, so he hurriedly picked up an oilcloth umbrella and chased after him, opened the umbrella and didn't speak, but silently followed Ji Hu to a townhouse in the deepest part of the harem.

In the rain, the small courtyard of the inner servant Jia was extremely deserted. When Qi Zhong rushed to open the door of the main room, a patient's unique breath mixed with a faint smell of herbs permeated the room, and he walked into the east room, where a cloth tent hung in the dark room, so quiet that there was no sound.

"Aja!" Ji Hu rushed forward and lifted the cloth tent, only to see the inner servant Jia lying on his back in the big quilt as if he was sleeping, his eyes seemed to be open, and his bronzed face, which had always been energetic, suddenly became pale and thin, and the ravines were vertical and horizontal, as if he was dying.

Ji Hu mourned in his heart, and jumped up to hug the old man without saying anything: "Aja...... It's too late!"

The chamberlain Jia opened his eyes with difficulty, and a smile twitched at the corner of his mouth: "King, it's the old slave who doesn't teach them to repay you...... The battle ahead is tightening......

"Ajamo should be worried, the good news from the front is coming, and the father and son of the E and Xiong clans have fled back to their country after being defeated! In this battle, they lost nearly 60,000 soldiers and horses, and the king won a great victory!"

"That's good, that's good......" A strange light appeared in the eyes of the waiter Jia, and he grabbed Ji Hu's hand: "King, the old slave is about to die, and he has a word to tell."

"Aja has served the previous king for many years, and Yu Gu is like an elder, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it." Ji Hu choked up a little.

"That's it, that's it, that's it...... The king must not have a single thought. They...... As long as one person is still there, he will never let go of Patis Mountain. The first king would have no choice, so he had to tolerate Eyufang, and finally the queen was also ...... He also died unexpectedly. Now the king has this good opportunity to break ...... I can't stay for the rest of my ......."

Speaking of himself, a trace of coldness flashed in Ji Hu's eyes, and he patted the back of the dry hand of the waiter Jia: "Ajia, don't worry, Lone must destroy his country this time!" Turning around, he asked Qi Zhong, "What did the Imperial Doctor say?"

"It is said that it is caused by overwork, deficiency and old age, and it is expected to recover after resting and recuperating for 100 days." Qi Zhong glanced at his master, his eyes flickering.

Ji Hu didn't care if what he said was true or not, so he only waved his sleeves: "In this way, you will stay and serve, and you can send a letter to Luoyi if you have anything."

"No!"

Within ten days, Jiang Han was silent, and Wei He ordered to return to Chengzhou Daying from outside Hangu Pass.

The news of the victory has long been spreading, and the Great Zhou government and the opposition are jubilant. Bamboo baskets filled with freshly steamed wheat rice balls or bean rice balls, clay pots filled with thirst-quenching cold soup or green weed vegetable soup, smiling faces rushing to the soldiers' hands. I always have to watch the swarthy and strong descendants carry two rice balls and drink a few mouthfuls of soup before they can make a good meal. The quaint scene of "eating pot pulp to welcome the king" is vividly swayed in the Luoshui Ancient Road. In just two or three hundred miles, Wei He's army walked for three days before returning to the Chengzhou camp.