said that Ji Shuqian returned to the Bishui Pass after the internal break.

Uncle Ji's department was left with only his own soldiers, all of whom were armed with swords, forming an array, slowly retreating, trying to retreat to the west gate and fight their way out of the encirclement.

Lu Xiong was worried that the Zhou army's desperate counterattack would cause too many casualties, so he deliberately let most of the Zhou army run out through the west gate, and the city was illuminated by the martyrs who sacrificed in Bishui Pass, but there was no outside the city, and it was still pitch black, so he couldn't rush to pursue.

As a result, the only place left to earn military merits is the broken soldiers and horses of Uncle Ji's subordinates, which must not be let go.

Ji Shuqian had already understood his situation, Lei Zhenzi had already waved his little wings and flew away again, and he fell into the dilemma of being unable to fly with wings.

The pro-soldiers around him also fell silent, the pro-soldiers who had been trained since childhood were different from the pawns from civilian backgrounds, they lived and died together with Ji Shuqian, and under such a dangerous situation, they already had the will to die.

"How many people are left?"

Without waiting for the guards to answer, Ji Shuqian counted them, as if the numbers muttered in his mouth could make him feel more at ease: "One hundred and eighty-two, one hundred and ninety-seven......"

"Rounding off, we've got a million!"

Ji Shuqian took a deep breath, looked at the more and more merchant troops getting closer and closer, and laughed: "Kill the enemy! Even if you die, you have to pull a cushion!"

Ji Shuqian rushed to the front first, the first-class generals were not comparable to ordinary soldiers, the spears in their hands were like dragons, and they swept away a large area with three strikes and five divisions.

Helplessly, the merchant army fought one more on this side, and he didn't need Ao Lie to make a move, and Lu Renjie and Yin were defeated, so that Uncle Ji was tired of defense.

As for Ji Shuqian's personal guards, although they had lined up and took care of each other, they had no choice but to fight several times, and the number was too small, and after a while, they were surrounded by several times their own merchant regiments, and they were surrounded and killed in circles.

Han Bian took advantage of the danger that Ji Shuqian was besieged by Lu Renjie and Yin Rui, and he hit the horse with a knife, and slashed him head-on and fell off the horse, bearing the revenge of killing his brother, he didn't care about any martial virtues, what happened to the sneak attack?

"The destiny of the heavens, Yu Mu is endless...."

Ji Shuqian, who was chopped down, did not fall to the ground immediately, but held on to the gun and sang: "It is not obvious, the purity of King Wen's virtue..."

At this time, he missed his father a little.

"If I overflow, I will take it..."

Ji Shuqian's voice became higher and higher-pitched, and a few traces of unnatural flushing appeared on his face, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

Seeing this, a pawn wants to get close to pick up a bargain, this is the enemy's main general, if he takes it down, who knows how many military merits!

A pawn stepped forward boldly, and one step away, he could almost see the gorgeous lines of Ji Shuqian's armor, which made people swallow saliva.

But this pawn found that he couldn't move forward half a step, and when he arrived in front of Ji Shuqian, his legs couldn't stop shaking, and the spear in Ji Shuqian's hand, although the pestle was on the ground, made him feel that it would pierce his heart the next moment, and the blood that kept dripping on the red tassel was like his own blood.

Ji Shuqian ignored the surrounding merchant troops as if they were nothing, and still sang softly:

"Junhui my King Wen, great-grandson Duzhi...."

This is a very common poem, which was sung by the Zhou people to worship him after Ji Chang's death.

The content is also very simple, Ji Chang should be the mandate of heaven, the character is pure, and the virtue is by the descendants, and the descendants should follow his legacy and carry it forward.

This is probably Ji Shuqian's last words, what he wants is for his father and brother to inherit the mandate of heaven, and Ze to be descended, not to be said by the immortals, they represent the mandate of heaven.

After the last song, there was no more sound, but no one dared to approach him.

Han Bian carried a long knife stained red with blood, stepped forward in a few steps, and cut off Ji Shuqian's head with a knife, treating the enemy without any sympathy.

Uncle Ji gave the head, and Lu Xiong's side was not slow, waving his hand to give the order, the drums and horns sounded in unison, and the final attack was launched.

The last Zhou army was instantly submerged in the sea of people, like a flat boat in the sea, mercilessly swallowed by the huge waves.

The sound of fighting in the Bishui Pass finally stopped, after the fire, it was slightly sorted out by Nangong Shi, and finally recovered some of the angry passes, and turned into a ruin again, a little breath, you can smell the thick smell of blood in the air, and the stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere.

Even if it is a tailwind battle, sacrifice and death cannot be avoided.

Just as Lu Xiong was reorganizing the army, the son who woke up was put into the pass.

"Count the military merits, and reward them according to their merits!"

Zishou didn't expect Lu Xiong to recapture Bishui Pass, but this is not a bad thing, the previous two victories were won by taking advantage of the enemy's attack on the camp to defend and counterattack, it seems that the morale has risen greatly, but in fact, the kills are small groups of soldiers and horses, not many, and the soldiers have no military merits.

This time is different, capturing the pass and killing the enemy are all great achievements, and for these low-born soldiers to be promoted to knights, they can harvest a good wave.

Let these guys, who were originally slaves of the aristocracy, live in a luxurious mansion next door to the aristocracy, it must be a mediocre value.

As for whether a large number of talents will emerge because of this, don't worry too much, it seems that the famous generals who have gone from big soldiers to high-level people in history are just Li Guang and Di Qing.

Moreover, the sub-recipient of military merit statistics is different from the ordinary military merit system, there is no need to cut off the head, nose and ears to count, and refuse to artificially deliberately damage the corpse.

You are an enemy when you are alive, how you fight and how you cut it, then it's up to you, after death, the dust will return to dust, and the earth will return to the earth, no matter what grievances you have when you are alive, you will have to eliminate your grievances when you die.

How can the military merits be counted? Simple, if the head is broken, the hand is broken, and the foot is broken, first find and put it together, strive to fight it completely, and if you put it together, this military merit will belong to you.

After all this tedious work is done, the body has to be burned at the end, and it takes several days to complete a set of processes.

In this way, it can effectively prevent Lu Xiong from leading troops to attack again, in the original book, Lu Xiong won a game and was frozen by Jiang Ziya, and now Ji Fa is defeated like this, Jiang Ziya will definitely make a move soon, and the turtle defense can effectively prevent the army from being frozen into ice.

As for whether people who don't know will say pedantry, the kindness of women, delaying fighters, etc., it is worth a reward!

Zishou calculated very well, just leave a whole corpse, the dead will not be grateful to themselves, and it will not lead to the inversion of the mediocre value, but will burn the corpse and turn it into ashes, which may attract the resentment of these Zhou Jun's relatives.

The soldiers of the merchant army immediately took action to clean up the battlefield and assemble the corpses, which were all military merits.

"The Expedition to the West... Expedition to the West...."

Soon, the sky was gradually dawning, the air was filled with cold, and the grass had been covered with dew, Lu Xiong had no objection to the king of Xu's order to count military merits instead of taking advantage of the victory to pursue, after all, the army of the Western Expedition was divided into three roads, and there were two roads waiting for Gao Jineng and Shi Bufan's north and south.

The king did not mention these two lines of soldiers and horses, it must not be that he forgot, but that he had faith in them.

Lu Xiong rode his horse and walked in the Bishui Pass, as the sky gradually cleared, the white mangs in the pass gradually shattered into stars, he sighed a little, stretched out his hand to touch those stars, but unfortunately he couldn't touch them, and then raised his head again, and then his eyes became extremely resolute.

Unlike the Zhou army, which fought for the Son of Heaven, the Shang army fought for the country and fought for military merits, and was exceptionally strong.

(End of chapter)