On the battlefield, there were the corpses of Tibetan warriors and the weapons and battle flags left behind, and the horses that had lost their masters were still pacing aimlessly on this field.

The smell of blood permeated the entire field, Li Xu looked at the land, the fertile Weihe Plain was full of the corpses of the Tubo people, these plateau men who were coated with ochre powder and had tattoos on their bodies left their hometown, driven by the greed of the lords to die in a foreign land.

Occasionally, a few wails rang out, and they were the wounded soldiers of the Tibetans, who were too badly wounded in the battle to really withdraw from the battlefield, and could only wait here for death.

The knights of the Shence Army, holding their swords, walked back and forth on the battlefield, and when they met the wounded soldiers of the Tibetan army who were still wailing, they made up for them.

A group of knights of the Shence Army collected the battle flags and snare drums left by the Tibetans on the battlefield and put them on the regrouped war horses, ready to be brought back to Baiyujing as trophies to be exhibited to boast of the emperor's martial arts.

Li Xu sat on a pile of corpses, which was a mound formed by the corpses of seven or eight Tibetan soldiers. The big axe and iron mace in the emperor's hand had collapsed in the battle just now, and now they were covered with blood, and the sticky blood stains were also stained on the emperor's armor, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Li Xu sat on top of the corpse of the Tubo people, and since he left Bai Yujing, he really began to think more about it.

It's not that he hasn't killed anyone, Li Xu has always believed in the Buddhist principle of "all living beings are equal", and people are not much more noble than any living beings next to him. For example, the first person he killed, the Manichaean mentally retarded master, was difficult to get rid of, and when he killed him, he killed him, and there was no so-called guilt and confusion.

The generals and soldiers of the Tubo army who died at their hands in recent days also have thousands of people inside and out, and these thousands of lives are dead or dead as far as they are concerned, and they have no other feelings.

What really made Li Xu feel was the word "fight".

The Tubo people who died on this land were also ordinary people on the plateau, and most of the nobles were cavalry, and they had already run away on horseback, so they could only die here like pigs and sheep.

In fact, these people are also pigs and sheep on the plateau. Wives and daughters have to be played with by the head, and in order to survive, they have to work hard to herd sheep for the head.

However, these people are also fighting, they came to Guanzhong to burn, kill and loot, just to make the hard life on the plateau more comfortable.

Loot more grain, and the younger son will be more likely to survive the winter. Grab more silk silk, you can add more cattle and sheep to his own family after the beginning of spring.

A "fight" made these Tubo people go down the plateau and die on the fertile soil north of Weishui as they wished, and the knights of the Shence Army who left Baiyujing and marched towards the Tubo army were also "fighting".

They all have martial arts, and most of them are middle and low-level officers in the Shence Army, and they also have a comfortable life in Bai Yujing. These people are willing to fight to the death with their own lives, and it is not how high their consciousness is, and how heavy their feelings for their family and country are.

In the final analysis, it's just a sentence, but it's just a matter of wealth and danger. For the sake of an illusory wealth, these people are willing to take risks to face enemies a hundred times their own, in fact, they are also fighting for a chance for themselves.

The bottom of Tibet is fighting, and the officers of the Shence Army are fighting, this is from a subtle personal point of view, from a larger perspective, everything is in the "struggle".

The tiger pounces on the sheep, the tiger fights for food, and the lamb fights for life, this is "fighting".

Trees grow, competing for more sunlight, which is also "fighting".

The three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism each show their magical powers, and each one claims to be transcendent and free, but in fact, it is only the hearts of the people of the world, and they finally fall into a "fight".

The advanced and the backward are contending, the Central Plains and Tibet are contending, and everything finally falls on the same struggle.

At this point, Li Xu vaguely captured a little bit of inspiration and context in his heart, and the idea of creating a new set of moves and martial arts.

The Emperor's thoughts were interrupted by the officers of the Divine Army.

"I found Shang Dongzan's general flag," Liu Wudang said, "he ran in such a hurry that he didn't even want the general flag." ”

The flag is a delicate handicraft, especially Shang Dongzan, a top Tibetan nobleman, his banner is painted with gold and silver, and a giant eagle is lifelike, and you can see at a glance on the battlefield where the commander is, which can be used to give orders and appease the army.

Shang Dongzan didn't have time to take away such an important prop, Li Xu knew in his heart that it seemed that his brainless hard protrusion really shocked Shang Dongzan.

"Twenty-six robes died, and nineteen were seriously wounded, and the rest were more or less wounded. Liu Wudang was quite sad, although the riders of the Shence Army may not have been very familiar with each other before, but after such a few battles, there was still some love between each other.

There were only more than 300 people in the entire cavalry, and now more than 20 people have died, and nearly 20 people are seriously injured, which is a loss of one and a half percent, which has also affected Liu Wudang's mood to some extent.

Li Xu looked at the flag officer who was in a depressed mood, and he also understood in his heart that the reason why these people were willing to leave the stable Bai Yujing was only to seek fame and wealth, and now after several major battles, the sharpness at that time had almost worn out.

The Emperor looked at the knights of the Divine Strategy Army scattered around the battlefield to loot the spoils of war, and had some other thoughts in his heart.

"You go back with the wounded soldiers. Li Xu said to the Shence army: "Bring these Tubo people's battle flags and horses, you have to take half of the people back to Baiyujing, I only need to have a hundred people left." ”

Li Xu also realized that if he continued to be reckless like this, the final effect might not be very good.

A person like Shang Dongzan has a person like Shan Wudaunt who can delay himself, count the possible masters of Langdarma and Shang Fearre's subordinates, and rely on his own force to make a head-on breakthrough, and no matter how reckless he is head-on, he may not have good results.

Shang Dongzan has already proved through the battle just now that as long as he really wants to leave, he can still run away.

Li Xu felt that it was necessary for him to play more skillfully.

Letting the wounded soldiers of the Shence Army continue to follow their actions is similar to murder, and there are still the remnants of the Tubo Army nearby, so that the conditions for them to cultivate on the spot are not mature, and the best way is to let them return to Baiyujing with the Tubo battle flag, military drums and various war trophies.

First, it can let them recuperate with peace of mind, and second, it can also give the people in Bai Yujing a reassuring pill.

The plan was decided, Li Xu asked Liu Wudang to gather the remaining soldiers of the Shence Army, and the emperor stepped on the hillock made of the corpses of the Tubo people and said to these soldiers.

"I am ready to continue the offensive to the west. The emperor waved his hand and gestured in the air: "Shang Dongzan is gone, but there are still monks Langdarma and Shang Wanwen in the west, and their remaining soldiers and horses are more than 20,000 people." ”

The Emperor's plan made the officers of the Shence Army retreat a little, although since leaving the Hundred Parables, what awaited them was one victory after another, and they also paid the corresponding price.

The thought of continuing westward made the riders of the Divine Strategies slightly gloomy.

Li Xu knew this situation well, and he had no intention of improving the morale of the Shence Army, because the emperor had a new idea. In the new plan, the Divine Army does not play a significant role.

"Actually, you've done well enough. Li Xu said: "Because of your efforts, the Tibetan army can no longer plunder any area east of Wugong. ”

Shang Dongzan's retreat would inevitably lead to a strategic adjustment of the Tibetan army, and with such a painful lesson, they would certainly not rashly enter the area where martial arts moved.

If the Tibetans continued to the east, they must have come with the whole division, and after eating Li Xu's small army, they would let go of the plunder.

"Gentlemen," Li Xu still calmed down these Shence troops who had followed them all the way. "You fought to the death by my side, and I remember it all in my heart. ”

The emperor said that he remembered everyone's robe feelings, and remembered everyone's merits, which made the morale of the Shence army rise a little, and some optimistic people remembered the emperor's divine power when he broke the formation, and felt that it was not necessarily a dead end to deal with the Tubo people.

"So that's enough. Li Xu pointed to the side, Liu Wudang had already led someone to pile up the captured Tubo military flags and war drums and other trophies there: "These are all your martial artists, you have done a good job." Because of the monarchs, Bai Yujing no longer has to worry about the Tubo soldiers coming to the city. ”

"So I allow you to return with dignity. Li Xu said: "Take these flags to tell Bai Yujing's people that I have won in the front." ”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the knights of the Shence Army were a little complicated, they were all human spirits who had been up and down for so many years, and the meaning of the emperor's words was naturally very clear.

"Allow you to return with dignity" means that everyone can go home, but the implication is that the emperor will not go back.

Well, when I went back, the emperor was not there, this is not a situation where His Majesty is fighting alone, it can be described as disloyal. If the emperor wins next, it's fine, but if he loses, everyone may have to be killed like Tian Feng to vent his anger.

Fortunately, Li Xu's next words explained them a little.

"I'm going to go to Fengxiang, and I'm going to work with Fengxiang to make Han Rui copy the Tubo people from behind. ”

Li Xu was ready to bring no one with him, and let all the riders of the Shence Army go back to Bai Yujing, because any rider of the Shence Army could not be comparable to him in speed, and carrying the same sex with the rider would be a burden.

"Liu Wudang. Li Xu pointed to his flag officer: "You take everyone and report to Han Xiang and Pei Xiang." ”

"Tell them that there is no longer a single Tibetan in the east of Wugong. And I, I will attack from the flank with the Fengxiang Jiedu envoy. ”

"Alright, you're ready to hit the road. The emperor waved his hand: "I hope that thirty years later, you can tell your grandson about the majesty of me to defeat the Tubo people with you." ”