King Zuo Xian was defeated, with more than half of his subordinates killed or wounded, and heavy material losses. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info There are no two out of ten royal court guards who went to help, and many of them were separated by corpses, and the tragic situation was abnormal. Shule City is intact, it is not clear what the Han army lost, but according to the description of the soldiers, they had to suffer more than five casualties to get the Han army, if so calculated, the Han army was several times less injured than the Xiongnu army, although the Han army was few, but as long as Shule was still there, if the Xiongnu wanted to pull out this thorn in the eye, the flesh thorn, or need to pay a heavy price.

Such a shocking, shocking battle report reached the hands of Ke Moore, who was cultivating in the big tent. Originally, Moore thought that this time he was so well prepared, and even his direct royal court guards sent most of them to King Zuoxian. It stands to reason that it should be a victory, and the good news is coming.

"Great Khan, King Zuo Xian has sent a battle report" The voice trembled a little, and the attendant seemed to be very panicked, afraid that he would anger something.

But Moore closed his eyes and didn't look at the attendants, he was going to sleep late at night, if it weren't for the military situation, he didn't want to get up, but slowly spit out "thoughts" from his mouth. Strangely, however, with Komoore's approval, the attendant was silent and did not speak. But I still felt that he wanted to speak up, but he stopped every time he wanted to speak. "Why do you want to read out the battle report!" said Moore, who had not healed from his wounds, with a displeased face. But Moore was angry, and the attendants below were even more afraid to read it, and immediately knelt on the ground, "The little one is guilty, the little one is guilty, and please the Great Khan spare his life, the Great Khan spare his life."

But Moore waved his hand, "Okay, you stand down, the battle report will be presented", the attendant heard this, so he respectfully presented the battle report, and then withdrew.

But Moore picked up the book and read it, and couldn't help but look shocked, and the words were full of shock, and all the information was concentrated in the most important words, 'Shulevik'. For example, more than half of the casualties were killed, and there were no two out of ten guards, but Moore roared angrily, "What's going on with this Shule City!?"

The roar was so loud that it could be heard through the tent and could be heard in most of the battalion. But with such a strong roar, it was okay for Moore to be healthy, but now he was injured. As a result, he roared like this, using all his strength, and the wound that had been healed was torn apart by the sudden force. The white cloth band wrapped around his body oozed a faint red. But Moore's eyes darkened, and he fainted.

The attendants on the side saw that their Great Khan suddenly fainted, and immediately ran to find the doctor and various nobles to come over, which was not a trivial matter.

After a burst of emergency first aid, Moore slowly woke up, puzzled, "Why are you here?"

The nobles breathed a sigh of relief, "Great Khan, it was you who suddenly fainted, and then the entourage immediately came to inform us, and we came"

But Moore struggled to recall, remembering the reason why he vomited blood, "Have the royal court guards and King Zuoxian returned?"

"No, they haven't come back yet," replied one of the nobles.

But Moore said weakly, "Call them back at once, and see what good things they have done!

The attendant took out the front-line battle report from the book, presented it with both hands, and handed it to Komoor, but Moore did not take it, but pointed to the nobles, "Look at it"

While circulating, the nobles immediately understood the reason why Moore suddenly vomited blood, Shulevik, his subordinates suffered heavy losses, this is the third time to lose to Shule, all the elites of the Huns almost surrounded Shule City, Shule City did not take down, but they lost their troops, which has deeply affected the morale problem. But for now

"You all stand down, this king is going to rest, if King Zuoxian comes back tomorrow, let him come to see me immediately!" But Moore just wanted to take a good rest at the moment.

Worried, of course, there was also the defeated army of King Zuo Xian, who was sitting in a makeshift tent and was thinking about how to resolve the problem in front of him? The siege weapons had been destroyed, and although rebuilding was not a problem, the soldiers had no intention of fighting at the moment. If he didn't fight, he would lose his life in a minute.

"Alas" A thousand words finally turned into a thick sigh, "Forget it, let's go and see how the soldiers are doing"

The battalion was full of wounded soldiers, full of miserable conditions, and the accounts were all his own direct troops, in the face of such a tragic situation, how could he bear to let his troops continue to attack the city. As I walked, I found that some of the soldiers simply bandaged their wounds, and it was clear that they lacked medicine. King Zuo Xian is also a high authority in the royal court, and there has always been no shortage of supplies, not to mention that the medicine has not been brought out of the big tent at all, even if the casualties are large, there will be no shortage of medicine for the soldiers. So King Zuo Xian shouted to his own soldiers, "Call the military doctor and ask him why he didn't bandage these brothers."

After a while, the soldiers came over with the leader of the military doctor, and King Zuo Xian asked, "But the medicine here is not enough, why don't you bandage the soldiers?"

The military doctor knelt down and said, "King Zuo Xian spares his life, the medicines have been robbed by the royal court's personal guards, and the small ones can't resist them, please forgive King Zuo Xian!"

As soon as King Zuo Xian heard the words 'Wang Ting's personal guards', he immediately exploded in anger, "If you don't follow the general's order, you will evacuate without authorization, and now you are still robbing our army of medicines, and you are really against them, military doctor, how much medicine is left at the moment?"

The medic shook his head, "Not much"

King Zuo Xian frowned and asked his own soldiers to gather his subordinates, "Order all those who can afford bows and arrows to come to my tent immediately, it seems that there are really people who are anti-guest and lawless."

In the small camp in the big camp, Wang Ting's personal guards are doing their best to save their injured companions, but as a group of people who have carried the Han army for the longest time, they also know how injured they are. Even if they snatched the medicine from Zuo Xianwang's subordinates, they missed the excellent rescue time, and there were not many who could really save them. The leader himself has also suffered many injuries, most of them are from the hands of Shaoyuan, if he doesn't try his best to resist, I'm afraid that he is also a member of the lying here. Now he is very annoyed, why didn't he retreat from the city earlier, it was also because he was too confident in his strength, which led to this result.

In his frustration, he suddenly heard a loud noise outside the tent, as if someone was surrounding the place. "This is definitely a safe place, why are there still people surrounding us, you guys come out with me"

The leader walked out of the camp tent, only to see King Zuo Xian looking at the leader with a cold face, and said with a smile, "Hello, Lord Wang's guard."

The leader frowned, and secretly shouted in his heart, "The one who comes is not good"