He glanced back at his general.

She's still moving forward, she's still killing enemies, she looks at ease, she's amazing.

- Nonsense! When is the general not powerful!

But there were fewer and fewer guards around her, and the Jizhou army around Ju Yi gradually surrounded her.

Zhao Liu tried to bend down to pick up his long card, but his hand was completely disobedient, and he trembled and grabbed it a few times, but he couldn't pick it up.

He eventually gave up on that idea, and staggered forward as one of the general's guards fell.

He rushed to his hometown.

When Ju Yi's halberd pierced his neck with a formidable momentum, his general finally found a new vacancy and swung his sword down!

Blood splattered, and a roar tore through the night sky!

The sky is finally dawning.

There is an end to such a long night.

Lu Hangyu sat down on the spot.

All the soldiers who passed in front of her bowed their heads, and no one dared to look her in the eye.

But they would all sneak their eyes at her.

Countless corpses were piled up at her feet, and she sat in the middle of them.

- Was it all the general's death?

Their chatter was uncontrollable, and it was a little louder, and an officer glared at them, so the soldier hurriedly lowered his head again and hurried by.

Sima Yi walked over.

Lu Hangyu raised his eyes to look at him, "How is Ziyong?" ”

"Although Captain Chen's injuries are serious, the medical officer has seen it, so it's okay, but this night's melee is quite troublesome, and he is now in a coma."

She listened and nodded, "Where's the grain and grass?" ”

The young man in front of him was still talking about military affairs, but his eyes kept looking her up and down.

…… Of course, it's not that rude style of scrutiny, but a more subtle, more subtle look.

She had no injuries on her body.

She sat there, among countless corpses, a few scarred swords thrown at her feet, and she fought all night in a sea of corpses and blood.

But there were no injuries on her body.

Those legends seemed to be true, Sima Yi thought, and she didn't look like a person at all.

But he still didn't understand.

"Why is the general reluctant to pursue Juyi?"

"I've got to get the grass back first." She said.

"The general has sent Qingzhou to return to his hometown, and the army is not now-"

"There are so many Yanzhou people," she said, "and they have to eat and spend the winter." ”

Sima Yi had nothing to say for a moment.

She sat there, the morning sun shining on her hair, shoulders, and pale face, making her so cold and awe-inspiring, like a truly decisive hero!

But she is still struggling with whether those homeless people will have enough to eat.

She spoke again.

"These people," she said, gazing at the corpses, "almost all of them I killed." ”

"The general is brave."

She shook her head.

Sima Yi frowned in confusion.

"Neither did they retreat." She said.

Those corpses, not with their backs to her, fell.

Ju Yi had one of her arms cut off, and according to the many battles she had fought, it was a matter of victory and defeat.

Then the commander fell, the morale of the army was scattered, and the soldiers should flee in a hurry, panicked and ignorant of the direction - this is a night attack!

After the Jizhou people threw away half of the corpses, they used the morning light from the forest to discern the direction, and they still stubbornly carried their main general and withdrew.

The soldiers who remained behind were Ju Yi's own troops, and few were captured in a conscious state.

"Hebei soldiers and horses, so majestic!"

The people of Jizhou, who had retreated into the forest, were silent.

Although they were brave, they still could not avoid losing the battle, and their main general was also seriously wounded, so they could only be carried on the door panel.

Xu You has set up a lot of camps nearby, and he only needs to walk dozens of miles to get there.

But it was not easy for them to find the right path in the water, they were not from Yanzhou, and the previous Yanzhou guide had long since fled to where in the melee.

Fortunately, they also carried some supplies, and many of them were good archers, so they would not fall into a situation of hunger and thirst.

From time to time, they went to see the wounded commander, and saw him lying there groggy and pale, completely unconscious, and these Jizhou troops gritted their teeth and vowed to cut off Lu Lian's head in the next attack to avenge their general!

Even when they set up camp in the depths of the water, they were so angry that they ignored some unusual things around them.

There are always soldiers who are left behind on the march, but they should be able to catch up quickly.

And this time, no soldiers followed.

The soldiers, who had been left behind by their injuries and exhaustion, disappeared silently.

Maybe it's lost, and it will take a few days to get out - that's what Jizhou people thought at first.

But none of the soldiers who fell behind followed, which was unusual.

There were ragged men in the waters, who set up rafts and walked carefully between one swamp and another.

Paddle silently from lake to lake.

By the next day, their rafts had more blades and armor carefully forged by Jizhou craftsmen.

They are still sneaky, far away, following behind.

The people of Jizhou struggled to wade through the calf-deep mud, and they carried the raft and also struggled through the calf-deep mud.

Those eyes stared straight at the tall and burly soldiers, watching their armor go from shiny to dirty, watching their expressions change from fearless to fearful.

- There must be a ghost in Mizuzawa!

They heard the people of Jizhou shouting in fear.

- Otherwise, our scouts wouldn't have returned!

Where are the ghosts?

There are only a few homeless people in the swamp.

But they used to live in this nearby village, they used to live at sunrise, they were so cautious that they would never dare to do such a bold thing in their lives!

However, the Jizhou army sent a group of soldiers out to inspect, and they hurriedly dodged;

When the soldier returned, only one or two of them were left alone, and then disappeared without realizing it.

It was a very young soldier, only in his twenties, and he was very handsome.

After stripping naked, looking at his tall and well-proportioned body, he is even more worthy of a good son.

But they still coldly threw him into the mire.

He sank like that, and after a while, his work was gone.

It's like you've never been in this world.

A few scrawny Yanzhou people gathered around the edge of the quagmire, just staring coldly at the mud that didn't come out of a single bubble.

"They are with the Hu people."

"They are the enemy of General Xiao Lu."

"He deserves to die."

Chapter 468

It was a bit cold, but it was friendly for the wounded.

There is no cold to the raw chilblains, frozen fingers and toes, but the mosquitoes and flies are gradually decreasing, although the swamp is a place that can not be thought about, but as long as the smoke of the grass mat, it can still achieve basic hygiene.

As an officer from a family, Chen Zhen was much better than the average wounded man, lying on a marching couch, spread two layers of blankets, and his body was bandaged with clean muslin.

Before Lu Hangyu entered his tent, he smelled a strong aroma of chicken soup.

…… She remembered that when she went to Juancheng with Brother Chen Yuanlong a long time ago, she carried all kinds of ingredients along the way, and she refused to be wronged by her style at all.

The elder brother was determined to eat the parasite for himself, and it is said that it stopped, and in the future, he only ate some mutton and vegetables every day, and quit marine fish and shrimp with freshwater fish and shrimp.

…… She was very skeptical that Chen Deng had the determination and perseverance.

And although Chen Zhen is shrewd and capable outside, he is also half a bear child at home, picking and choosing between food, clothing, housing and transportation, and he is only convinced after being scolded by the old man.

Now this Chen Jia Saburo is lying on the couch, half of his arm is tightly wrapped, so he is trying to scoop the soup there with his other arm.

"It's a little salty." He said.

"Lang Jun has been injured in the past two days, and he is sweating again, and the soup needs to be salty so that Lang Jun can have strength." The servant patiently coaxed him, "Another spoonful, right?" ”

Chen Zhen pouted.

The servant took another box from the side, "Lang Jun uses a piece of candied fruit?" ”

When Lu Hangyu didn't enter the account, those worries disappeared all at once.