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The corpse of Hasatti was buried in the grass under him by the Samorians, and the other cavalry of the left guard did not have such good luck, tens of thousands of human corpses and horse corpses were piled up into dozens of tall corpse piles, which turned into fine white ashes in the raging fire, and were swept into the air by the strong wind that blew across the plains, and the burning fire dyed the sky red, and burned all night, and when the fire was extinguished, the fat man could not wait to command the soldiers, put piles of white ashes into the vats that were transported, and then cover them with coarse cloth and seal them,

"Tap, tap, this is valuable!"

The fat man's intently eyes didn't blink, as if it wasn't a large jar full of ashes, but a treasure chest full of gold coins

"My lord, what do you want these ashes for?" Croissat asked puzzled, although these are all enemies, but the left guard cavalry in a desperate situation, fighting to the last man and still not surrendering, won the respect of Croissat, the custom of respecting warriors is common in any people

"Let these dead rest in peace, we should not disturb their long sleep!"

Croryssatre knew the stupidity of the fat man's despicable deeds, and the stupid fat man stood at the head of Satema to pee in the wind, but it had already spread throughout Samoor, and it was not a piece of cake to transport the enemy's ashes back to do some disgusting Kugit dirty deeds

"Who said that I won't let the dead rest in peace, I did this to make them sleep better!" said the fat man with a hurt expression, as if he had been greatly wronged, and his eyes were stiff in defense

"I'm going to send these back to the Kujiits, so that these warriors have the opportunity to return to their homeland, and let them return to the arms of their steppe gods, I am doing a good deed, don't misunderstand me"

"The dead fat man is acting again! What about the grassland god, saying that there is no mother earth!" The fat man's skeletal eyes betrayed the fat man's true thoughts, and for the fat man's aggrieved expression, Crowrisat directly ignored it, seeing Crowrisart's disdainful look, the fat man smiled wryly, "Of course, for our kindness, the Kujit people should always make up for it, and we can't let us do it in vain!"

"The dead fat man is really still like this, there is indescribable kindness in the meanness!"

"I hope your Excellency can really do what you say, your subordinates are about to lead the army to the Frendi area!

Crowrissart sighed in his heart, turned around and prepared to leave, the troops behind him had already sounded the horn of assembly, as long as the fat man did not insult the deceased, Crowrissart was not in the mood to care, as the fat man said, as the enemy of life and death, there is a chance to let your soul return to his hometown, and the compensation fee is already a very generous act of kindness, at least in the Kingdom of Vekia, only knights who fought bravely and died can enjoy this noble treatment

"Wait!"

The fat man suddenly shouted to Crowissat, who was about to leave, and whispered with a gloomy face

"Remember, we're on our way to pursue the fleeing Left Guard Army, and any troops found there could be our enemy!"

Crorysat's face was stunned, the dead fat man's words are a bit naked, the meaning of any army is too broad, the Kujites, the local remnants of the lords, the private army of the Kyoto nobles, and maybe even the regular King of Vekia**, had to ask carefully and repeatedly

"Any troops?"

"Yes, any troops, as long as they are not under the banner of our Samori, as long as they are not under our control, then they are the remnants of the left guard, surrender or die, there is no second way,"

The fat man's face was gloomy and terrifying, and his words were full of chilling murderous intent

"Yes, my subordinates understand!"

Crorysette nodded calmly, in fact, she couldn't help muttering in her heart, "The dead fat man can't have planned it this way when he set off from Samori!"

The triangular defense system composed of the three regions of Vizan as the center, Omer and Frendi almost blocked the road from Kyoto to the southeast, except for a detour to the north, and then across the kingdom of Ruirdian, the entire southern part of Vekia was cut off in this way, unless Kyoto declared war, otherwise, the nobles of Kyoto had almost no way to develop except for sending troops to the northwest to fight the remnants of the Kujits.

Caesar Solon's 1st Banner Regiment went to Omr with 3,000 light cavalry, Crossat's 8th Banner Regiment went to Frendi, Statunko's 6th Banner Regiment was responsible for sweeping the Vizan region, the Fat Man returned to Samori with 7,000 men from the Legion Headquarters to rest, new conscription notices were plastered all over the streets and alleys of the towns of the four counties, the rural estates, and the Samore region was expanded again, this time the ambitious Fat Man was going to expand the army to 50,000 standing troops.

The decisive battle in the middle of the kingdom ended in a complete victory for Samor, the last of Kugit's forces in the middle of the kingdom were routed, the left guard cavalry group was almost completely wiped out, the general leader and two thousand cavalry commanders were killed, no one survived below the squadron leader, and 2,000 remnants of the army were transferred to the Omr region.

Three thousand eight hundred men were killed, 1,200 wounded, and nearly a fifth of the men were lost, and the Samoriel army also paid a heavy price for this, and the caravans that followed the Samoriel army were richly rewarded, and the captured weapons and equipment made these caravans a windfall, and in mid-July, the Samoriel area opened a trade route to Kyoto, and the smoke of war had not yet dissipated, and countless merchants poured into the Kyoto area

The wind rises at the end of Qingping, and when various forces calculate and strangle each other, a new era is coming.

In the central square of the Sarmo Fortress barracks, the monsoon wind that blows through the Satrom region in July is a sign of the arrival of the heavy rainy season, and the light rain hits the bluestone slabs of the square, splashing in all directions, like clusters of white water, and the door of the dungeon where the felons are held slowly opens with a "creaking" sound. The rain poured in, wetting the gloomy dungeon floor, and the fresh moisture made the Zuowei King who was imprisoned in the dungeon feel refreshed

"It's raining today!"

The king of the left guard licked his lips that were dry and cracked, in this dark and deep dungeon, he could only breathe the fresh air outside by relying on the slightest imperceptible wind when he occasionally opened the door of the prison, and the sound of "kicking" footsteps came from the door of the prison, and the dense footsteps indicated that there were a lot of people coming this time, and the king of the left guard who felt sharp secretly counted the number of people in his heart

"Sixteen! One of them is a heavy man, is it an executioner?"

This fierce grassland hero couldn't help but feel nervous, and then relaxed again, leaning against the corner of the wall weakly, with several large iron balls of dozens of pounds connected behind the handcuffs, not to mention running, it was difficult to move a step.

"Rather than living like this, it's better to give a knife a pleasure!"

The iron door of the cell where the King of the Left Guard was located was opened, and several guards in full armor walked in, His Royal Highness the Venerable King of the Left Guard! I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still used to living here!"

Seeing a cute fat man walking in, King Zuo Wei's face showed a little surprise, who is this fat man with a harmless face? Judging from the respectful demeanor of the nearby Satema guard, this is a big man in Samori

"Satsuma fat man!"

The king of the left guard, who reacted, responded almost through gritted teeth, the king of the left guard did not know the news of the annihilation of the left guard cavalry, and when he saw the supreme commander of the Samori people here, he naturally thought that the fat man must have been beaten by his main cavalry and could not stand it, and came to negotiate.

"Thank you for your hospitality, are my men okay, are they making you very uncomfortable with their scimitars!"

"No, no, your subordinates are very welcoming, really, I also brought their gifts!"

The fat man shook his head with a sneer, waved his hand at the guards beside him, and threw the two long scimitars of the left guard thousand horses at a distance of one meter from the king of the left guard, the bright knife surface on it still had dried up bloodstains, and the broken blade was broken and a few big mouths were missing, "I came this time to tell the news of His Royal Highness, the left guard cavalry that you are most proud of is no longer there!"

The whole cell fell into a dead silence, looking at the two broken thousand-horse long scimitars not far away, the king of the left guard felt a kind of suffocating oppression, yes, one of the scimitars inlaid with the words "steppe god blessed" on the body of the knife is definitely the most brave Ulethai in the left guard, and the protection text on the knife is still engraved by himself

"It's good that Hasatti isn't in there!"

Zuowei Wang Yuan looked carefully with angry eyes, and found that there was no command knife of his own, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, these two broken scimitars showed that the two thousand cavalry commanders who commanded the flag regiment under his command were more than lucky, but Hasakti, who commanded the whole army, was not inside,

"Haha, you're lying, do you think two scimitars of a thousand riders can fool me!"

The king of the left guard suddenly laughed loudly, tears shot out of his eyes, and the grief and indignation that had been suppressed in his heart made him have to hide it with laughter, until he coughed violently because of the thirst in his mouth, his body curled, and he leaned against the corner of the wall

"Despicable Satsumon, I don't know why you're making up such a lie, but I know that my men must still be out there fighting you, and they will cut off your heads with their scimitars!"

"Why does everyone take my truth as a lie!"

The fat man looked at the Zuowei King who was almost crazy in front of him, shook his head regretfully, and suddenly seemed to remember something

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, there is also a high-ranking general of the Left Guard, he is very brave, he tried to stop our advancing army formation alone, but unfortunately we didn't find his scimitar, so we had to bring his ornament with us"

The fat man suddenly took out a gold medal from his arms, carved with an eagle with wings, flipped it over in front of the king of Zuowei, and engraved the master's name in Kugit script on the back of the gold medal, which was the identity certificate issued by the Kugit royal court to the senior generals

"Hazarkti!"

Zuo Weiwang's eyes were red and terrifying, and he almost screamed and wanted to pounce and snatch the gold medal in the fat man's hand, but he was pulled by the heavy iron ball under him, like a beast that had been shot in the heart, and the last glimmer of hope in his eyes was shattered as he wailed before he was about to die

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