"The Devil is dead!"

"The Khan of the Western Steppes is dead!"

"Victory!"

The dense cheers, as well as the mournful cries of the squirting people, buzzed in Jin Shuliu's ears, and he couldn't hear too much, but his limbs and body began to numb.

The Khan died......

How could he die......

Jin Shuliu stood at a distance of twenty zhang from the northeast corner of the king's tent, trembling and looking in the direction where many eyes were looking, a tall and straight figure was holding a head with a white beard.

"Khan......" His Adam's apple rolled, and finally a voice squeezed out.

Around, a forest of guns, a knife array, and a swarm of people, slashing the stubborn people who resisted, Jin Shuliu suddenly "Ah! He roared and rushed towards the figure with the head held high on the other side, trying to take the Khan's head back.

Li Xuanba, who was on Su Chen's side, looked at the head angrily, muttering about the battle exploits that originally belonged to him, but he was snatched away by King Xia, and suddenly heard the footsteps spreading, he turned his head, and a smile appeared on his blood-covered face.

"There's one more!"

Jin Shuliu rushed over, raised his arm, waved away the scimitar in his hand, and the next moment, the huge hammer smashed into his chest with a sound of breaking the air, and directly knocked it to the ground.

"Khan......" A mouth full of blood gushed out, it was his last murmur,

Not far away, Su Chen put down the head and threw it to Dian Wei, asking Zhao Yun and Xu Chu to quickly lead the troops and control the Sui tribe: "Rebels, kill them on the spot!" ”

The horn sounded, and the front of the soldiers continued to spread, forming a momentum of encirclement.

Between the tents, the herdsmen and soldiers of the Congested Tribes began to put down their weapons in large areas, knelt on the ground, and the fighting Youyan Army and Tang Army passed them and continued to move forward.

The sea of fire in the east of the tribe was still spreading in the cold wind, and most of the corpses on the ground had been turned into charcoal, or choked to death by the smoke, and the 20,000 cavalry of the Yulin tribe who originally surrounded the rear of the Yulin cavalry were defeated by Huo Qubing in the field, and when the news of the death of the ghost came, the cavalry stopped fighting or fled, dismounted and knelt on the ground, and bowed their heads in the direction of the king's tent, and surrendered to Huo Quai.

After a whole night of fighting, Zhang Yi, Ge Shuhan, Wei Chigong, Qin Qiong and the others had never felt so tired, and they were almost about to collapse.

The wind blew through the fields, and as the night faded away, the green colors enveloped the grassland, and the eastern sky was white.

The light of heaven quickly enveloped the world along the undulating grassland.

The huge tribal offensive and defensive battle has come to an end, and the tribe that originally belonged to the people of the Sui Dynasty was the corpses and blood of the people and horses that stretched from the king's tent for more than 200 zhang to the edge of the tribe.

The soldiers, herdsmen, and cavalrymen of various armies converged numbly and cleaned up the corpses on the ground.

The flames were being extinguished, and smoke was blowing through the sky.

Occasionally, in the corners of the tribe, there are still a small number of people who are still resisting, but there are not many of them, and the soldiers of the Tang Army or the Youyan Army who rushed there are several squads to besiege and then slaughter them all.

It wasn't until the light of day rose above the clouds that the entire camp erupted in the cheers of the victory of the Yan army.

Some soldiers also pulled carts to collect the armor and weapons on the ground in the wagons, and the wounded soldiers were placed in intact tents for their companions to bandage.

The voices of the people were noisy, the cheers of victory prevailed, the horses galloped on the grassland, Huo Qubing led the surrendered cavalry of the Zodiac to dismount, walked into the tribe together, and knelt down in front of the re-supported royal tent.

The surrounding area was full of surrendered soldiers of the Zodiac tribe, and the head of the Devil was handed over by Wu Zixun to the women of the tribe to be sewn back onto the body.

He asked people to take the big silk of the ghosts, wrap the other party's body, and put it on the top of the dead people, allowing the people in the tribe to go to sacrifice and mourn.

In the camp, people come and go, and it is extremely troublesome to clean up the messy tribes after the war, the tents need to be re-erected, and the herdsmen who have died also need to be properly resettled.

In the future, these people are all used by Su Chen, in Li Shimin's words, everything in this world is the private property of the emperor, if the battle is dead, it will die, but after the war, whether it is surrender or prisoners of war, they can be used, and they can be caressed, and holding them in their hands may not be a sharp weapon in the future.

At noon, Su Chen stood in front of the king's tent, looking at the grassland outside the tribe, holding the sword of King Xia, which was still stained with blood, and handed it to Wu Zixun to wipe it.

He looked at the scenery in the distance, waiting for the scouts sent in the morning to come back, and on the eastern front, he didn't know how Wenhou Lu Bu handled it.

Outside was the cheers of countless soldiers, Su Chen didn't stop it, the war was over, and when it was time to be happy, it was time for the soldiers to vent their emotions.

At this time, the knife wound on his chest had solidified, but it was still a hot pain, and Su Chen turned his head to look at Wu Zixun who was wiping the sword of King Xia on the side.

"Send some more scouts out...... Some are not worried about the Eastern Front, let Wen Hou lead the corpse cavalry to fight for him, it is difficult for the Qiao woman to cook without rice, if the subordinates of the corpse Zhuquan can't do it, let the cavalry of the Eastern Front defeat and come back to help, which is extremely unfavorable to the current results! ”

Li Shimin and Zhu Di, the two emperors who had fought in the war, stood beside Su Chen, listening to his advice, and couldn't help but nod appreciatively.

"If Changsheng was placed at my time, he would have been the founding general." Li Shimin laughed out loud, "Although this kind of alertness is common sense, many generals have won battles, and they are arrogant and arrogant, and as a result, they have been beaten back to the pistol, not to mention the loss of soldiers, and the results of the battle are also handed over." ”

Zhu Di nodded: "Who said no, but if you don't worry, I won't personally ask for it again and again." ”

For last night's battle, although it can be won steadily, the premise is that the cavalry of the Devil on the Eastern Front cannot withdraw to rescue the tribe, otherwise it will lose a mess under the internal and external attacks.

War is about time to end the battle as quickly as possible, which is what every general or emperor must do.

And this time Su Chen's performance can be regarded as an outstanding general, he decisively took the charge and entered the enemy formation with a fighting attitude, although there were some dangers, but it could boost morale.

Su Chen listened to the comments of the two emperors, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook, who doesn't like to be praised.

Recalling the arrogance and arrogance of the Xirong people in Yantang Pass and Yunyao, although they defeated them several times, they would come back every time.

Now he swept the cave with thunder, and pinched the grassland of the Xirong people in his hands in one go, which is a kind of joy of a bloody victory like a broken cauldron and a ship.

“…… What was the king thinking? ”

Behind him, it was Jia Xu who walked over, his forehead hit the wall of the carriage and broke a little skin when the carriage threw out a drift last night, and Daoist Li had already bandaged him.

"I'm wondering how to use this grassland in the future...... In the future, I thought about it a lot, and I had a lot of ideas, but I really got it...... But there is a feeling of unreality. ”

Su Chen took a deep breath, and admired this strategist who was good at strategizing, not the three strategies recorded in the history books, that is, chaos in Chang'an, Wancheng to break Cao Cao, and fight for Cao Pi.

Instead, he admired his changes in every moment of the war and various analyses of intelligence, which gave Li Jing, who was the front-line commander, a great help, especially the strategy of inviting the king into the urn when the corpse was leveled.

In the ensuing battle, Li Jing, as the god of the Tang Dynasty, showed his use of his subordinates, his ingenuity in seizing the opportunity, and the coordination of the battle of the large army.

On the surface, it seems that it is easy to win, but only inside the door knows that this is not something that ordinary generals can do.

At this moment, the largest army in the western grassland has been lowered, and Li Jing has begun to organize a team of soldiers and horses, and at the same time to prevent a small sneak attack, let the cavalry under his command follow the troops to the small and medium-sized tribes to surrender.

If there is one who does not fall, then send the news back, and let Huo Qubing lead the Yulin Cavalry to subdue one by one, after all, they have all hit here, how can they not do their best.

On one side, Jia Xu wrapped the bandage on his head, stroked his beard and sighed lightly: "The king thinks it's not real, how can Xu feel real, I never thought that one day, I could kill the grassland with the champion Hou, Zhao Zilong, and the generals of the future, and I fell asleep in the car several times, for fear of waking up, and it became a dream here." ”

At this time, Xu Chu next to him suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Jia Xu's shoulder, which made Jia Xu glare: "Huhou, what are you doing?!" ”

"I didn't do anything, just see if I was dreaming." Xu Chu's face was expressionless, and he replied angrily: "Seeing that you are in such pain, I don't think it's a dream." ”

Ha ha!

Su Chen took the big hair handed by Dian Wei, and put it on with his naked and strong upper body, and the slightly messy bun gave people a savage feeling.

He looked at a soldier walking outside and smiled and smiled, suddenly knelt down, supported the ground and cried, Su Chen pursed his lips and said softly: "If it's a dream, then let's make the dream longer,"

……

On the battlefield of the Eastern Front, the news of the death of the ghost had come, and the Iron Buddha, who had originally withdrawn for reinforcements, heard the news and was silent for a moment, but he still rushed to the Wing with nearly 50,000 cavalry under his command, and he chose to surrender at the first time.

And Gu Duohun, who was still entangled with the cavalry of the corpse division, also gathered his forces at a critical time, and surrendered to the corpse and the general of the Yan State nearby.

The khan is dead, the whole tribe has fallen, many of their families are in the steppe, and there is simply no other choice.

……

The sun hung in the middle of the sky, and the clouds were like white clouds.

Su Chen stood in front of the king's tent, raising his head and looking at the sky with his hands in his hands.

"The grassland, the north, the Central Plains, and now the entire north is unified, and there are a few people in the world who can stand side by side with the lonely."

A low and hoarse voice sounded slowly, he smiled, and looked back at Jia Xu, Dian Wei, Xu Chu, and the generals who came to report to the king's account.

The wind blew, and the hair flew on the forehead.

"You say, Liang Qi Yue Wu Siguo, what will their expressions be when they hear this news?!"

(End of chapter)