The day after the ambush, Caozhou Hou Chong Black Tiger led the army to continue the pursuit in accordance with Wen Taishi's previous general order.

In the past few days, more than one million state troops defeated the main army of Beidi, and surrounded and suppressed the remnants of the army on the prairie.

happened to encounter the return of the surprise attack army led by the mad dysprosy, and the two sides fought hard, and the mad dischief left more than 200,000 corpses and led less than 30,000 remnants to return.

At the same time, the Jimen Ten Thousand Beasts Array was broken, the tribal kings were defeated and fled, and the princes of Northern Xinjiang cleaned up, each led his own soldiers, went to Beidi, converged the state troops of each city, swept Beidi, and washed millions of miles of grassland in blood.

The main commander of the surprise attack army collected the rout, recruited his clansmen, and once again gathered more than 800,000 troops, trying to turn the tide, but he was defeated again, and hurriedly led less than 200,000 troops to flee to the depths of Beidi, the abyss of the Northern Underworld.

Seeing this, the princes divided their troops and continued to wash blood, sweeping the northern land, killing the north and killing thousands of miles of people, and only then did they lead the army back in August.

In this battle, the millions of Beidi troops were wiped out in one battle, tens of thousands of tribes were slaughtered, tens of millions of Beidi people were killed, countless casualties were killed, and the entire Kerqing grassland was bloody.

Earth, mountains, rivers, oases, grasslands, sky...... Even the breeze that blew was red, and the smell of blood permeated a radius of millions of miles, lasting for a long time, and it was disgusting.

Such a decisive battle, the scale is large, the victory is prosperous, the time is long, and the influence is wide, and it is by no means weaker than the decisive battle with the three tribes of the ghost side and the earthwork in the north during the period of Emperor Wuding.

This battle soon spread like a storm all over the Shenzhou continent, Dongyi, Xirong, and Nanban were shaken, and their hearts were shocked, and they were panicked, and they sent envoys to make offerings and worship the big merchants, and they did not dare to make the slightest provocative move.

In the territory of the Great Shang, the princes settled down again, honestly, as if all the scenes of the peaceful and prosperous world, and the small actions of the demon clan were also settled, and the actions of the Great Merchants who were originally preparing to be born and cholera were also put on hold without restrictions.

Only in Beihai, the princes of the Seventy-two Routes led by Yuan Futong still went their own way, and even the rebellion became more and more fearless, and I don't know whether there was a tough backstage behind it, or the final madness before knowing the defeat.

In this battle, Wen Taishi completely played out his prestige, made Sanyi tremble, made the princes tremble, frightened the demon clan, and stopped the children from crying.

Naturally, the name of the Ten Heavenly Monarchs and the prestige of the sect also spread throughout the Shenzhou Continent.

Ten people, just ten people, the destructive power caused is no less than the killing of the princes of all walks of life, it can be called a nuclear bomb, but the princes of all walks of life also suffered casualties, but these ten heavenly monarchs are intact.

The capital of the Great Commerce, the Song of the Dynasty, the Emperor Xin was excited, the ministers under the Great Hall were also happy, and the people of the east, west, south, north, and central five directions were also cheering, excited for the prosperity of the Great Commerce.

However, behind this great victory, there were countless families in northern Xinjiang that were shattered, the father was killed in battle and lost the backbone, the husband fell and lost the head of the family, the son disappeared, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man...... Tragic and mournful, those who hear it cry, and those who listen are moved.

In the dark, only this sentence "a few people who fought in ancient times" echoed in the land of northern Xinjiang.

But, they don't regret it, they don't regret it at all!

If there was a chance of doing it again, they would still make that choice and go to war generously.

Because, this battle is not just a fight for themselves.

They fought for the sake of future generations and lived up to future generations; they died for peace in northern Xinjiang and died well; they died for the great merchants, glorifying the lintel and worthy of their ancestors; they fell for the human race, immortalized, and will be remembered by the human race!

After the First World War, the hundreds of years of cholera in the northern Xinjiang were wiped out by the First World War, and less than a million people fled to the northern abyss, and the land of northern Xinjiang will once again usher in hundreds of years of peace.

In this month, Wen Taishi and all the princes were busy in their own ways: Wen Taishi was busy with the banquet after the Northern Xinjiang Competition, the pacification of the princes from all walks of life, the condolences of the soldiers under his command, the restoration of the Jimen fortress, and the rewards of countless warriors......

The princes from all walks of life are also busy, and they are very busy: the state city where the princes have fallen, is busy holding funerals and succession ceremonies; if the princes and heirs fall at the same time, they can only pinch their noses and be elected by the clan elders to inherit, which also means that the power of the state city will be controlled by the clan elders......

"Hey, that's a big deal. ”

Li Lin looked at a record book of the deaths in front of him, which showed that more than 1.7 million soldiers were buried in other places, more than half of the 200 princes of the towns had fallen, and more than 1,000 of the thousands of commanders and generals had also died in battle.

Not to mention that Jimen was attacked by the kings, priests and ancestors of Beidi successively; the kings of Beidi were mainly aimed at the princes of northern Xinjiang, and the great array of ten thousand beasts of the high priest was also broken by the Ten Heavenly Monarchs, and there were only hundreds of dead and wounded warriors.

However, the attack of Beidi Ancestor suffered heavy casualties, and there were almost no ten martial artists in the Jimen Cave Realm and above, and more than 300,000 martial artists became corpses and turned into white bones, and more than two million people were injured, their qi and blood were floating, and their foundation was damaged.

It can be said that the casualties caused by the ancestor of Beidi are no less than the losses of this battle, and even to some extent, they are still excessive.

"Perhaps, I have to do something, otherwise, a hundred years later, who will still remember these soldiers who fought to the death for the northern frontier, for the great merchants, and for the human race?!" Li Lin propped his chin and fell into deep thought, "It's just, how to proceed? Is it to build a monument or to build a sacrificial temple?"

Li Lin was a little undecided, and there were big merchant emperors, Wen Taishi, and princes from all walks of life, no matter how you looked at it, it was not his turn.

The next day, Li Lin got up early in the morning and went to the Jimen General's Mansion with Li Shoujiang, the Marquis of Tangzhou.

Without him, the aftermath work is basically completed; the top ten groups and individuals are about to be born in the Northern Xinjiang Dabi, announcing military merits, rewarding rewards, pardoning princes, and dividing the city!

Before arriving at the Jimen General's Mansion, Li Lin heard a commotion, like the sound of thunder, sounding out of thin air; lifting the curtain on the carriage, at a glance, there was a crowd of people, a rush of traffic, and an endless stream.

In the general's palace, many princes have already arrived, most of them are young generations, or inherit the throne, or follow their fathers, in groups of three or five, talking with each other, and enjoying themselves.

Li Lin was about to find a place to sit down, when he suddenly heard a voice coming, he raised his head, looked left and right, and saw the southeast direction, Su Quanzhong beckoned to him: "Brother-in-law, this way!"

Li Shoujiang also saw Su Quanzhong, and said lightly: "Go ahead, it's good to make friends with the children of the princes." ”

Li Lin nodded and walked towards Su Quanzhong's side.

Su Quanzhong grabbed Li Lin and introduced to everyone: "This is Li Lin Li Zichu, the son of the Hou of Tangzhou, my brother-in-law!"

Then, he said to Li Lin: "These are my friends, most of them are good, and they are basically older than you, you can call your brother." ”

Commensurate with the elder brother, this means that at some point, the elder brother has to let the younger brother go, of course, this is also Su Quanzhong deliberately, uh, it is not deliberate, Li Lin is indeed the youngest among these people.

Li Lin knew that this was Su Quanzhong's kindness, so he arched his hand and said, "Li Lin has seen your brothers. ”

"Since he is Brother Su's brother-in-law, he is his own person. I am Jin Ge, the son of Jin Zhouhou. Jin Ge said:

"I am Liu Palm, the son of Liuzhou Hou. ”

"I am ......"

The sons of several princes introduced, and Li Lin smiled and nodded one by one.

They are all friends of Su Quanzhong, and some of them became princes because of the death of their fathers in battle, although they looked at Li Lin with a somewhat arrogant attitude, but there was no contempt and dislike in their eyes.

After all, people gather by like, and things are divided by groups, although Li Lin fought with Su Quanzhong when they first met, but the two were world friends, and in the subsequent contact, Su Quanzhong's personality was really good.

"I am Xu Wu, the son of the Marquis of Xuzhou. The last person, Xu Wu opened his mouth expressionlessly, paused, and said again: "Someone bullied you, tell me, I'll help you out!"

When Li Lin heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then his heart warmed, and he said, "Thank you, Brother Xu." ”

Xu Wu was silent, there was no squeak, Su Quanzhong smiled awkwardly and said: "Brother-in-law, Xu Wu is like this, you will know if you get along more in the future." ”

Li Lin nodded, smiled slightly, and signaled that he didn't care.

Several people chatted for a while, and at this moment, an annoying voice sounded, "Yo! Are you the son of the Hou of Tangzhou, the Li Lin who is known as the little sick man?"