The setting sun is like blood, and the snowfield is also full of blood.
There should have been thousands of miles of frozen snowfield, but instead there were broken swords, guns, swords and halberds all over the ground, and corpses strewn all over the ground.
In the howling cold wind, the war horse, covered with scars, stood up mournfully and rummaged among the dead for its owner. After finding it, it knelt down on its front hooves, its head close to its owner's body, and cried silently.
The bodies of the dead people were covered with a layer of frost, and they were either lying on their backs or burying their heads in the snow. Their stiff torsos still retained the posture before they died in battle, with the weapons in their hands tightly held.
Not yet dead, they stretched out their hands in the snow in vain and trudged forward on the snow. Their wounds were frozen and did not bleed, but they left brown traces on the snow.
Whether they are Han Chinese or Hu people, at this moment they all shouted one sentence instinctively.
"mother!"
"mom!"
This is their last cry to the world with all their strength and their endless attachment.
Some people were shouting while crawling towards their camp, and some people were shouting and shouting, and their bodies stopped and no longer had any chance of living.
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Before the hot tears shed, they were frozen in the corners of my eyes and hung on my eyelashes.
Young Zhu Gaoxu looked at the battlefield, waved his hand violently, wiped the frost off his face, and led his guards in the snowy battlefield, rummaging around.
"Is anyone still out of breath?"
"Are you alive?"
"say?"
In the early morning, the Beiyuan army on the opposite side launched a fierce attack. The leading cavalry force of nearly 10,000 people launched a fierce attack on the camp of Yan King Zhu Di across their path.
The cavalry and infantry of both sides fought repeatedly on the front of only a few miles, without retreating an inch. The reason why the Hu people did not retreat was because only by defeating Zhu Di in front of them could they drive straight south into the Central Plains. The soldiers of King Yan did not retreat because of their
Behind us is Ming Dynasty, and there is no way to retreat.
This battle lasted from dawn to mid-sun. If it hadn't been for the sudden heavy snow, I'm afraid it would have continued.
"Your Highness"
In the pile of dead people, a mutilated hand was raised from the gap between the corpses, shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Quick, there's someone alive!" Zhu Gaoxu led his men and ran wildly in the direction of the sound, rummaging through the pile of dead people to find the seriously injured Pao Ze.
"Your Highness!" The wounded man's breath was weak and he opened his eyes with difficulty, "Please, take me home!"
Zhu Gaoxu's eyes heated up, he pursed his lips, and stubbornly prevented himself from crying, and said loudly, "Auntie, I'm here to find you who are still alive and take you home!" As he said that, he carried the wounded man on him.
The big car behind me said, "Hold on, we'll be home soon!"
The wounded man was holding the wound on his lower abdomen, the hope in his eyes getting weaker and weaker, and he murmured, "Go home, go home, go home!"
"Look quickly and see if anyone is alive?" Zhu Gaoxu ordered loudly with red eyes.
"Your Highness, how many Tatars are still alive here?" Several guards shouted from the front.
Zhu Gaojiu looked around and saw several injured Hu people huddled together. Facing the Ming army, they roared like wild wolves. They still held the broken knife in their hands tightly, as if they were going to make a last-ditch effort.
"Cao, kill those who are alive, and let them celebrate the New Year?" General Chen Mao, who was following Zhu Gaoxu, shouted angrily, "Hurry up!"
"Yes!" Several guards drew their knives and were about to step forward.
"Wait a minute!" Zhu Gaoxu suddenly said, staring at the barbarians howling like wild wolves for a long time, "Give them a break for those who are seriously injured and can't be saved, and let's take the ones who can be saved." He said, suddenly facing the
Several injured barbarians shouted, "I don't even bother to kill you losers!"
Chen Mao was anxious. He was the son of Zhu Di's general Chen Heng. He had been Zhu Gaoxu's partner since he was a child. He said, "Your Highness, how can you be so benevolent as a woman? These wolf cubs"
"It's not a woman's kindness. I just hope that if my soldiers of the Ming Dynasty fall into their hands, they can treat them kindly!" Zhu Gaoxu murmured.
Chen Maohun looked Zhu Gaoxu up and down as if he didn't recognize him, "Your Highness, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Before he finished speaking, Zhu Gaoxu jumped onto his horse.
"Your Highness, don't go forward. The front is the territory of the Tatars!" Chen Mao was shocked and shouted.
"Follow me!" Zhu Gaoxu yelled, "I have something to say to them!"
Everyone was puzzled, but Zhu Gaoxu stepped forward. If these guards did not follow him, it would be a serious crime to behead the entire family if they returned.
Dozens of cavalrymen began to run wildly on the snowy field, and soon they saw Beiyuan's wolf flag.
The Tatars are also human beings. Not only did the King of Yan look for the wounded on the battlefield, but so did their side. Moreover, after the war, both sides tacitly established a border and did not interfere with each other.
Seeing the cavalry of the Ming Army approaching, a group of cavalry from the Northern Yuan Army immediately formed a formation to meet the enemy as if facing a powerful enemy.
"Hey!!!" Zhu Gaoxu reined in the war horse. In the cold wind, the horse's hooves were covered with white snow, and hot air was sprayed from its mouth.
"I am the second son of King Yan of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Gaoxu!" Zhu Gaoxu shouted loudly to the opposite side, "Let you managers come out and answer me on your knees!"
The Beiyuan cavalry all looked at Zhu Gaoxu indifferently, and no one responded. But a moment later, among them, a young man wearing a round helmet and heart-protecting cotton armor reined up his horse and took a few steps forward.
"I'm Tabin Timur!" The man said slowly, "What's the matter with you?"
"Cao, how many famous names do you think your father knows how to read?" Zhu Gaoxu scolded with disdain.
The young man opposite obviously didn't speak Chinese well. He stared at Zhu Gaoxu suspiciously and fiercely, and licked his lips bloodthirstyly.
"Your Highness, be careful!" Chen Maozong immediately stepped forward, pointing the big gun in his hand forward, vaguely on guard.
"It doesn't matter, he has no guts!" Zhu Gaoxu spat and continued to shout to the other party, "Just when your grandfather was cleaning the battlefield, he found some Tatars who were not dead!"
After the words fell, the cavalry on the opposite side became a little commotion.
"Don't worry, your grandpa likes to kill people, but he won't kill people who have no power to restrain chickens!" Zhu Gaoxu squinted and said coldly, "Besides, I have a good life in Ming Dynasty, and you Tatars were also raised by your parents. You will die here.
It’s nothing more than being on the battlefield, freezing to death, Grandpa, I can’t stand it!”
"Those who are seriously injured and cannot be cured will be left alive to suffer the consequences. Grandpa will give them a happy life!"
"Those who can be cured, grandpa has people carry them back, provide them with good food and drink, and save their lives!"
The Beiyuan cavalry on the opposite side looked a little surprised. After a while, the young man named Tabin Timur nodded slightly on his horse, "I will remember your kindness, and after defeating you, I will spare your life!"
"You? Hahahaha!" Zhu Gaoxu laughed, "It's such a cold day, you're bragging, aren't you afraid that your mouth will freeze and you'll be stained by your awesomeness?"
"Hahaha!" The surrounding Ming soldiers were shaking with laughter and tears were streaming down their faces.
"Grandpa did this not out of kindness!" Zhu Gaoxu said again, "but I hope you can do the same!" He said, cupping his hands to the Beiyuan cavalry, "If there are Ming soldiers who are seriously injured and cannot be cured, please give them a
Happy, if it can be cured, send someone to find me!"
"I'll trade your people with you!"
Tabin Timur said nothing, tapped his breastplate with a riding crop, and nodded heavily.
"Hit your sex!" Zhu Gaoxu snorted, spurred his horse and turned around, "Let's go!"
He rode in the lead, while Chen Mao and others stood on their horses with swords and spears raised. They stared at the cavalry on the opposite side for a long time before whistling and following Zhu Gaoxu.
Afterwards, Zhu Gaoxu led his men to search the battlefield for a long time. When the sun was almost setting, they rode back to camp.
As soon as he arrived outside Zhu Di's tent, he heard voices coming from inside.
"This battle cannot be fought!"
This chapter has been completed!