Just when Liu Yu was about to lose hope, Hu Wei unexpectedly led the team back. Before the others arrived www.biquge.info he shouted his characteristic loud voice from afar.

"General Right, I brought back six hundred enemy leaders!"

Liu Yu couldn't help frowning when he saw that his body was drenched in blood, his armor was scattered, and there were less than two hundred soldiers under his command. And Hu Wei obviously didn't notice the unhappiness in Liu Yu's eyes, he laughed and turned over and dismounted, and rushed over excitedly to give a salute, his face was very excited, and he was quite a bit of an invitation.

"Hmm!" Huwei's style of killing 600 enemies and losing 600 himself made Liu Yu a little helpless.

"Right General ......" Huwei was still a little unwilling.

"Seeing that you have a lot of injuries on your body, hurry up and let Lang Zhong deal with your injuries. At the time of the war, Liu Yu was inconvenient to speak and hurt his morale, so he had to call in the army to treat the wounds on his body for Huwei and his remaining more than 100 horses.

As for the reward, he didn't mention a word, Hu Wei was quite disappointed when he saw this, and muttered in a low voice, "There is no reward, the people have to add more."

Garhai was very happy when he saw that his righteous brother had returned safely, "Brother, it doesn't matter if your people are broken, big brother, I will give you more of my own people!"

Nogi smashed his ribs and reminded: "Big brother, these people and horses belong to the right general, you can't call the shots." ”

Garhai came to his senses, as a general, if he made his own decisions, the military order would be severely punished, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes!"

Liu Yu silently looked into the distance, not taking the conversation of the three brothers to heart. He was waiting for Su Ming and the others to return, although this wait seemed far away.

On the battlefield not far away, the torches of the Tubo and Khitan armies have been lit, the flames are like a sea, and a night battle has begun.

The fierce offensive of the Tibetans did not slow down, and their formation was well-organized. This made Liu Yu have to believe that the general of the other army, Cang Gyatso, was still alive and well. Thinking on the other hand, Su Ming and the others must have missed. At this moment, their corpses are scattered somewhere.

Liu Yu was in a heavy mood, he did not forget his promise, he must find the remains of these Emei disciples and bury them next to the beautiful Lanlou Snow Temple. No matter how much time it takes, as long as he is alive, he must do it.

In the night sky, a flock of black crows flew in and circled in the air. These steppe crows love to eat the carcasses of animals, and they wait for the dead bodies on the battlefield to accumulate before they become a delicious meal for their mouths.

The soldiers hated this bird, which was one of their fears of death, and no one wanted to have their eyes hung out of their sockets after death. Some of the soldiers quietly bent their bows and arrows, trying to shoot the black crows flying in the night sky.

Liu Yu ordered the drink to stop, and there was only one reason, all the arrows must be left to the Tubo people. At the same time, he was ridiculous for his reasons.

What a funny reason, he didn't cherish real comrades-in-arms and warriors like Su Ming, but he cherished these lifeless arrows.

He looked up at the black crows in the middle of the sky, watching the ghouls croaking at him. Suddenly, he noticed that the birds seemed to be flying in the air, but they were actually moving slowly towards him.

His eyes widened and he looked into the distance. Beyond the blazing battlefield, the otherwise dark place seemed even darker. He finally saw a small group of men and horses slowly walking towards him, silently. Judging from the posture of these people on horseback, it seems that there is endless fatigue.

Liu Yu couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, hurriedly turned over his horse, and rushed over. He saw the faces of those people clearly, and the person at the head was Su Ming.

"You're still alive!" Liu Yu blurted out.

"Well, twenty-seven junior disciples died!" Su Ming was unfazed when he said this, as if it was a very ordinary thing.

Just in front of his saddle, the bodies of two junior disciples lay on top of each other. The body was covered with scars, presumably from the battle. He rolled over and dismounted, and began to carry the bodies of his disciples.

Only then did Liu Yu notice that Su Ming's right hand was missing three fingers, all of which were cut off from the root. The other fifteen Emei disciples were also scarred, and they followed to remove the bodies of their fellow disciples from their horses and place them in one place.

Liu Yu's gaze fell on the dozens of Emei disciples who had died in battle, these people were far less than the men and horses lost by Huwei, but his mood was extremely sad. He tried to say a few words of comfort to Su Ming, but he didn't know how to speak.

At this moment, Hu San lit the torch and greeted him very enthusiastically, "Yo, Su Shaoxia, you are immortal in this catastrophe, and you will have a blessing!"

Su Ming ignored him, and only replied, "Hmm!"

He said a little like he was thinking about himself: "I want to build a fire and incinerate the bodies of my junior and junior brothers, so that I can bring them back to the Central Plains in the future!"

Liu Yu nodded, "Burn it, the Tubo and Khitan people themselves are also fighting at night, they shouldn't be able to see this side." ”

He ordered all the soldiers to search for firewood and set them up in a high pile, and placed the bodies of twenty-seven Emei disciples on top of the pyre. Su Ming lit the pyre with his own hands, turned his face to Liu Yu and said, "If I die, please also ask General Right to burn me." Keep my ashes with my brothers and sisters. ”

"Don't the ashes need to be separated?" asked Liu Yu, at this moment, the aftermath is no longer a topic of scruples.

"No, we are brothers, and we have vowed not to be separated for the rest of our lives. Su Ming replied.

He saw that the fifteen junior disciples behind him were quite sad, so he said, "Don't cry, we will go over to accompany them soon." ”

"Everything is up to Senior Brother!" replied to one of the junior brothers, wiping away his tears.

Huwei bandaged his wounds, and when he saw that the fire was burning brightly, he came over to join in the fun. Seeing that these corpses were burning vigorously, he felt interesting, and interjected without knowing the times, "Hehe, why didn't I think of bringing back the corpses of those soldiers under my command and burning them, miscalculation." Staying on the battlefield can be regarded as cheaper for those Tubo people, who can cut off their heads to invite merit. ”

A hint of coldness flashed on Su Ming's face, "What did you say?"

Hu Wei saw that he was playing ruthlessly with himself, of course he refused to show weakness, "What I said is what, you are a Han from the Central Plains, and you dare to play tricks on our grassland?"

The sword light in Su Ming's left hand flashed, and Hu Wei's face instantly bleed. With just a sword, he stabbed Huwei in the left eye. Huwei beckoned his soldiers and shouted, "Give it to me, kill him, kill him!"

Over there, Garhai and Nomu saw that Huwei was injured, and they also hurriedly led people to rush over. Liu Yu's gaze swept over these people's faces, "I think which of you dares to move?"