When the killing was over, the vultures hovering in the sky screamed even harder, and several vultures tried to fall from the sky and enjoy a feast.

But he was shot down by Wu Nianjun's archers.

The vultures suddenly rose into the air and did not dare to fall again.

The soldiers were immersed in the killing, and their boiling and hot hearts gradually calmed down. Physical fatigue, mental fatigue, double hit.

Let a lot of strong soldiers sit on the ground, panting heavily. Then sadness replaced fanaticism.

The elite soldiers and militiamen looked at the corpses of their comrades or relatives and friends who had fallen to the ground, and their eyes gradually turned red again, and they choked up and shed tears.

The elite soldiers are okay. Many of them have experienced the bloody battle of Beishan Fort and can control their emotions. But this kind of fighting, for the militia fighting for the first time, is inevitably too stimulating.

The soldiers were like that, not to mention the women and children who bent down and unfastened the armor from the corpses. Some women and children wept bitterly when they saw the bodies of their husbands and sons.

"Son!! Son!!! An elderly woman who looked to be in her fifties sat on the ground and hugged the body of her son, crying heartbreakingly.

"Boss. Boss. "A young woman who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, holding the body of her young husband, burst into tears.

Such a young woman should have been married for four or five years. Under the couple's knees, there may be three or four little dolls waiting to be fed.

How difficult should a young woman who has lost her husband be?

Wu Nian was shocked by this cry, his wheezing stopped, and he raised his head to look at the sad scene in front of him, sadness and sadness welled up in his heart, but these sadness and sadness made his heart even harder than iron.

The fire in his chest burned more and more, and anger filled his mind.

This war is a similar scene. From Beishan Fort to here, don't look at him winning big victories one after another, but under his feet, how many bones of a good Han man are there?

Who wants to take soldiers into battle and fight?

Who wants to?!

The gentleman hides his weapons and waits for the time to move. The most powerful military force is actually not to defeat the enemy in war. Rather, it makes the enemy feel that he is strong and does not dare to move.

These men and heroes ended up in this fate, precisely because of these barbarians who want the Han people to spend their country.

"Hoo !!" Wu Nian took a deep breath, shook his head, and stopped thinking about these things. It's normal to be sad and sad, and if you don't have these, you're a real hero.

Human life is like a mustard.

Wu Nian knew that he was not this kind of person.

The knife in his hand only kills the enemy, not the ordinary people.

But no matter how sad and sad you are, you have to move forward. Since the eldest husband has chosen the path, he should move forward with dignity.

No regrets.

Wang Gui is organizing the people, rescuing the wounded soldiers, and collecting war materials. Zhang Sheng returned with the pursuing soldiers.

The armor on his body was covered with blood, and there were many traces of swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and his face was a little pale. Bent down and said to Wu Nian, "General." The last general was incompetent and let Jin Huanshan run. ”

Wu Nian raised his head and looked at Zhang Sheng, and said something that Zhang Sheng didn't understand.

"You're still alive, that's the best outcome. Brothers. ”

"Huh?!" Zhang Sheng's face was full of question marks, and he looked at Wu Nian for some reason.

Wu Nian smiled and didn't explain much. Just said, "Run, run." I, Wu Nian, have stood up now, and I have the opportunity to kill ten thousand households in the future. ”

"Not only Jin Huanshan, but also Jin Ruiyun. One day, I will send 100,000 horses and troops to break through the capital of Mengyuan. ”

"It doesn't matter, just let him run. Go down and rest. Wait a minute, we're leaving. Otherwise. It's stupid to finally kill it, and then be blocked by them. ”

"Yes." Zhang Sheng was said by Wu Nian, and suddenly felt a burst of weakness, and after quickly responding, he found a sheepskin water bag, sat on the ground, and began to drink water.

Soon after, the battlefield was cleared. The carts were loaded with armor and weapons. Although Wu Nian burned the grain, he did not burn the car.

And some women and children were still holding the corpse and crying bitterly, and the crying voice was hoarse.

Wu Nian took a deep breath and picked up the "gold" flag that fell to the ground from the side, that is, the flag of Jinhuan Mountain.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!!" Wu Nian raised the flag in his hand and waved it. The huge movement made the flag dance wildly, as if it was crazy.

"Ahhhh Wu Nian took a sharp breath, then poured out, opened his mouth wide, and let out a loud roar.

This huge movement immediately attracted everyone's attention, including the women and children who were holding the bodies of their husbands and sons.

"Bump".

Wu Nian put up a banner and stood on the ground. "Folks, compatriots. I'm ashamed. But I still ask you to give up the bodies of your sons and husbands. ”

"Because we don't have time to bury them, the Mengyuan people will chase after them soon."

"That being said, it will never wash away your sorrows."

"But I still have to say."

"When Zhuangzi was about to die, his disciples had to use a lot of treasures to bury him. Zhuangzi said. I take heaven and earth as coffins, the sun and the moon as the joints, and the stars as the pearls. No funeral goods are required. ”

"Let your sons and husbands be like Zhuangzi. Pillow here, and this mountain and river, become one. ”

"And me. will lead you and continue the battle. Until the realization of [recovering Liaodong and expelling the Tartars]. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Nian said to a personal soldier next to him: "Light the torch." ”

The soldiers were stunned for a moment, then immediately tore off a bit of fabric from a corpse, took a wooden stick and poured oil on it, lit the torch with a fire fold, and handed it to Wu Nian.

Wu Nian stretched out his hand to take the torch and lit the flag of Jinhuan Mountain, and soon the fire engulfed the fabric, leaving only a bare flagpole.

Wu Nian raised the flagpole and planted it heavily on the ground.

"Folks. Follow me. People don't stop, they don't stop. Conquer the city with me. Wu Nian yelled, and then beckoned. Another soldier immediately took Wu Nian's Zhangba horse lance and handed it to Wu Nian.

Wu Nian stretched out his hand to take the horse lance, climbed the saddle and turned over on the horse. Harness the horse and slowly move forward.

It's still northwest.

The aching elite soldiers and militiamen staggered to their feet and followed. The woman and child who were holding the bodies of their husbands and sons, although they were extremely reluctant, could only abandon the bodies of their sons and husbands, and after touching a handful of tears, they followed.

Twenty or thirty thousand horses, with Wu Nian continued to go northwest.

This journey has just begun.