The sky is bright and the sun is rising.

On the battlefield where the fog cleared, the Han army was finishing up and preparing to evacuate.

A small number of deserters were ordered by Huo Qubing to stop chasing and fleeing.

When they flee back, they will bring back the news of their defeat in this battle.

More than 70,000 allied troops were defeated, and deserters spread and spread, which played a much greater role than killing them.

Utis has been captured by Zhang Cigong, Zhao Anji, Yao Zhao and others.

Except for him and a small number of generals, the other captives were beheaded.

Killing prisoners is a routine operation, and the battlefield cannot tolerate compassion, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, and putting an end to future troubles, which is the killing and decisiveness that a soldier should have.

The Han army beheaded the prisoners of war and cut off their ears.

After the beheading, the severed heads were piled together like towers, and blood dripped down the piled skulls from a high place.

The scene was horrific and terrifying.

The surrounding area is full of headless enemy corpses.

The purpose of cutting off the ears is to go back and count the exploits.

Each Han army was responsible for cleaning up the nearest prisoners, so the speed was very fast.

Tens of thousands of corpses on the ground, piled up with skulls, took shape at an astonishing speed.

Build corpses like mountains, thinking that 'Jingguan', show martial arts in eternity, and deter all directions.

In the distance, the Macedonian soldiers looked through the air and could see the Han army cleaning up the battlefield.

The Han army was over and should have been in a state of exhaustion, and it was the best time for them to rush forward and fight again.

They came all the way before, and they thought the same thing.

But no one dares to act rashly at this moment.

The process of cleaning up the battlefield by the Han army was calm, as if they did not regard them as a threat at all.

And among the Macedonian soldiers and the Han army, the 8,000 men who had just entered the Shenfu army formation, dead or wounded, fell to the ground, and more than a quarter of them had been killed.

The remaining wounded were in the Shenfu military array, and the sound of the tiger's roar shook their souls and invaded their consciousness.

This kind of soldier killing tiger roar is magnified in the Divine Mansion, and it will leave serious sequelae.

Wounded soldiers whose souls are damaged will lose their courage and the ability to fight.

At this time, there was another Han army returning in the distance, which was Zhao Ponu, the Fulu Branch, and the team of the Huanqi Sheng.

Almost everyone was injured, but the momentum was still strong.

Behind Zhao Ponu's horse, there was Rose's head.

Huo Qubing glanced at their team, about twenty percent of the battle damage.

"Count the number of people, prepare for the evacuation."

The Han army would carry the corpses of the robes, the wounded, to make sure that no one of their own was missing.

Huo Quzhi whistled, and the sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

After he went to smoke a big Yanpony, Jin'an took the big cat and the fat tiger and took the initiative to join the chase and escape process, kicking many people to death.

Jin'an heard the sound and ran back, Huo Qu got sick and got on the horse, intending to leave.

The people on Macedonia's side saw that a Han army general pointed in the direction where they were, Huo Quzhi shook his head slightly, and waved his whole army away.

In the blink of an eye, the rear of the Han army was filled with mist.

When the fog dissipated, the Han army lost all traces, leaving only the battlefield full of corpses like purgatory.

Burst!

Beside Avti, the Parthian envoy Dox choked on blood and fell to the ground.

The crushing defeat of this battle and the heavy defeat of Parthia were inevitable.

More than a year ago, Parthia was still in full swing, but there was a fear of the interruption of national fortunes.

The Han army crippled Parthia...... Avti suddenly realized that neither she nor Macedonia seemed to know too little about that terrible eastern country.

At its peak, Parthia encountered the Han army, and the fortunes of the country took a sharp turn for the worse, and it suffered successive setbacks.

At this time, no one knew about the shocking changes in the Parthian capital.

On the other side, the Macedonian general Arisu was equally shocked.

The elite under the invincible formation, who lost thousands of people at a time, and had not yet fought the opponent head-on, made him feel distressed.

The main thing was the defeat of Parthia.

Before the coalition could fully take shape, it was crushed by a surprise attack.

"Among the captives of the Han army, it seems that there is Utis among the two great commanders of Parthia?" The young lieutenant next to Arisu muttered.

Arisu nodded and looked at Avti: "God's Chosen Priest, we ...... Do you want to go and negotiate with Parthia about the alliance? ”

Avti said solemnly: "I, a Macedonian, have always made a promise, since I have agreed to come to unite, how can I retreat without a fight?"

You bring 20,000 troops with you.

Those who entered the battle camp and were wounded returned to Macedonia with me. ”

Arisu was stunned and said, "Priest Aphti, don't you go to Parthia?" ”

Afuti snorted secretly: "I have something to go back to the temple, you wait in Parthia, I will come back as soon as possible." ”

No one noticed that there was something strange about her sitting posture.

Her ass was inches away from the horse's back, and she didn't dare to sit down.

Because...... Hurt!

The evil invader of the East, with some unknown force, recurred every moment the pain from the whip.

It's like the guy was still whipping her.

And every time the pain of being struck came, there would be a crackling whip in Avti's consciousness.

Damn it...... The Macedonian, known as a once-in-a-millennium genius sacrificer, gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

She had to go back to the temple once and heal the wound on her ass.

And pray for a new deity, a deity who will defeat the eastern invaders.

"I'll leave it to you here, I'll go first."

Avti threw down a sentence, turned the white horse, and rode away quickly.

Arisu coughed lightly, feeling as if the genius priest was running away......

When she came to the deserted wilderness, Avti turned over and dismounted, cautiously looked around, and after making sure that there was no one, her moist lips opened slightly, and she couldn't help but let out a low cry.

It hurts so much, and it's so hard to endure when there are a lot of people.

She looked back at the location of the injury, and there was no blood on the white robe, and it was not a traumatic injury.

But when I reached out and pressed it lightly, it immediately hurt my heart.

She lifted her robe, revealing her long, slender and plump legs, and looked at the location of the beating with some shame.

When she saw it, she was shocked and angry, and there were actually two imprints there, which were symbolic words that she had never seen before.

was beaten and left a mark...... Avti wanted to cry without tears.

The Book of Divine Favors has also been lost.

She tried to draw the necklace around her neck, emitting a divine light to heal her wounds.

But as expected, the divine light did not have much effect on the injury.

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Ctesiphon.

The empty samadhi of the half-saint level has been withdrawn.

The palace had just gone through a bloody battle, and the Parthian heritage was exhausted, and many powerful beings hidden in the deep palace participated in the battle one after another, and only then did they force the empty samadhi to retreat.

At this time, the palace collapsed, and there was a bottomless hole in the ground, as if it had been stabbed down from above by some kind of weapon, breaking through the palace defenses and blasting into the earth.

It is a power that is completely beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, and even the limit of the cultivator's control, like a natural disaster.

Logically speaking, even a demi-saint is difficult to stand up to a big country.

However, the empty samadhi with the Vedas and the Buddha's relics provided him with a steady stream of terrifying power, and he entered the Parthian capital alone, and still retreated.

In the temple, Mithridates sat quietly in a corner.

He had activated his divine powers to recover from the wound in his chest.

If he hadn't been in the capital and close enough to the temple, he might have fallen today.

Since the previous king, Ardaban I, who died in battle, he has been doing very well since he ascended the throne.

Countless people know that he is a wise and wise monarch who led the country out of the trough.

At the beginning of his ascension to the throne, he set a clear strategy for himself, to keep a low profile as much as possible, to avoid intervening in disputes, to open up trade, and to develop the country with all his might.

In the past four years, the only time he has been greedy is to snatch the Dayue clan from the Han people......

Mithridates II's thoughts flickered, and he realized the threat of Rome at a very early age.

Rome was expanding rapidly at this time, annexing the surrounding small states.

The Han kingdom in the east was so powerful, if it could compete with Rome, Parthia would be able to solve two powerful enemies at the same time!

Mithridates pondered: But this is almost impossible to achieve, and the Parthian kingdom is straddled between Han in the east and Rome in the west.

It will not work to fight the Han army alone, then all that remains is to form a larger coalition army, uniting Macedonia, Armenia, and Andi.

Some small countries in the vicinity originally wanted to stay as a buffer to avoid direct confrontation with Rome, but now the resistance to the Han has become a top priority.

"Your Majesty."

The voice of the minister came from outside the hall, interrupting Mithridates' thoughts.

"What's wrong?"

Mithridates walked out of the temple, his face still majestic, and no one could tell his frustration.

"News came from the front line, Utis was captured alive, our army and the Armenian coalition army of more than 70,000, except for the soldiers and horses guarding the camp, the remaining more than 50,000 troops were defeated by the Han army in two ways." The minister's voice, his body, trembled, and his head hung low.

Mithridatis's face turned pale instantly.

After being attacked by the air samadhi, he did not check the battlefield again, and even the battlefield experienced a crushing defeat.

"Immediately summon Bhutto and tell him to shrink his line and stop fighting with the Han Chinese for Nordyari." Mithridati took a breath of air.

The minister's body trembled and he gave up Nordyari......

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"Da Sima, let's win this time, what will we do next?"

Zhang Cigong hung his arm with a raw belt.

He had injuries to his shoulder blades, arms, and lower back ribs.

However, if you practice in your body, you can recover from an external injury in a period of time.

"Send the wounded back to Nordyari and join my uncle.

In the coming days, word spreads that the Parthians will shrink their defenses. ”

Huo Qu was sick and said: "If you are not injured, come with me, tear and cut back and forth on the Parthian defense line, and completely destroy it, then it will be easier and easier to fight against Parthia in the future." ”

Several other lieutenants were on the sidelines.

After several people left the battlefield, they found a small forest and were peeing in the wind.

After several hours of fierce battles, I relaxed after the war, and I happily queued up to release my burden, which was really comfortable.

Several people stood in a row, including Huo Quai, who urinated in the wind, and subconsciously competed against a wave of who was far away.

Shake it out when it's over.

Zhang Cigong and Yao Zhao realized that they were hiding a big weapon, and they couldn't help but peek around.

As a result, Zhang Cigong was slightly stunned and gave a thumbs up: "I won't pee with you in the future, we can't pee in a pot, you need to use a big pot." ”

Huo Quai, who was slapping this sycophant, was quite pleasant.

Two days later, according to Huo Quai's plan, the Han army interspersed battles in Parthia and broke its defensive line.

Two days later, the troops were collected and returned to the camp.

Noon.

To the west of the city of Nordyari, on a low hill five hundred miles away.

Huo Qu's illness made people chisel stones and set up monuments, and the words 'Great Han Border' were written on it.

"Later, I will send someone to send a message to Parthia, from this moment on, this inscription to the east is the border of my Han Dynasty, and whoever crosses the border will declare war on our Han army!"

The generals of all the departments under his command rushed to dig the monument and set up the national border.

Huo Quzhi took a big pole and waved his hand on the top of the mountain, and the word 'Han' fluttered in the wind.

"Da Sima, let's go back to Nordyari and have a truce for a while?"

"That's right, I'm tired from fighting for a long time, and I'll talk about it for a few days."

Zhao Ponu, Fulu Zhi and others are all happy colors.

After this military exploit, several of them should be promoted.

A group of people returned to Nordyari, and the news of the triumph of the army also brought back the entire Han Dynasty.

The surprise attack broke the enemy's coalition army of more than 70,000 people, and all of them were defeated.

And Huo Quai's 500 personal soldiers set up a Shenfu military array, so that tens of thousands of Macedonian soldiers and horses did not dare to move.

When the news spread, not only did the Han feel encouraged, but the countries around Parthia also set off a huge wave.

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