Chapter 83: The Sorrow of Jishui
Yan Liang urged the horse to gallop to the place where it fell. He stopped and looked around, with a look of shock on his face.
On the river bank ten meters to the left and right of the crossing, in addition to more than a hundred Xuanjia troops wearing black clothes and black armor, and more than a dozen corpses of civilians, as far as the eye could see, there were hundreds of dead and injured Han people.
Sergeant.
In addition to human corpses, there are also corpses of war horses everywhere. Either the head and body were separated, or the abdomen was opened by a sharp knife, and the internal organs were dragged everywhere.
In particular, dozens of war horses with their legs cut off were lying on the ground struggling and twitching, while looking up to the sky and letting out bursts of mournful screams.
"It's so tragic!"
The surrounding Xuanjia Army cavalry all silently looked at the battlefield where countless broken limbs were scattered, intestines and stomachs overflowed, and blood flowed into streams. They were both heartbroken and angry.
This battlefield can no longer be described as a mess.
A large amount of blood seeped into the sand, and after being trampled by people and horses, it turned into blood mud; then mixed with the minced meat of people and horses, and the broken limbs were mixed in. It was like hell, disgusting, and unbearable to look at.
"Xi Lv Lv..."
A scream of war horses attracted the attention of Yan Liang and other Xuanjia Army cavalry.
Yan Liang followed the sound and saw that it was where Yu Zi fell. A sudden corpse came into Yan Liang's field of vision.
I saw an iron spear piercing the chest of a Xuanjia soldier. The man held the iron spear tightly with both hands, his face showed no fear, and there was a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Smile at the enemy chieftain!"
Yan Liang couldn't bear it any longer, he looked up to the sky and roared, looking at the retreating Han army with his scarlet eyes, shooting out endless killing intent.
"Kill!"
Following Yan Liang's roar, the three hundred Xuanjia Army cavalry behind him echoed each other and let out murderous roars at the same time.
"Kill!"
Yan Liang took the lead and chased the retreating Han army. When Yan Liang made a move, the three hundred Xuanjia Army cavalry also rushed forward, whipping their whips vigorously, and rushed forward.
"Boom..."
"Ah..."
There was a sound from the bowstring, and two cloud-piercing arrows flew out, nailing two fleeing Han infantry to the ground.
"Pfft..."
The Han infantry, which had run out of steam, was quickly overtaken by the Xuanjia cavalry led by Yan Liang. Yan Liang raised his sword and instantly killed ten running Han soldiers.
"Xi Lv Lv..."
Yan Liang, who did not blindly kill, quickly blocked the retreat of the Han infantry.
"Gongsun Zan is a thief, let me let you live a little longer!"
Yan Liang stood on his horse and glanced at the Han cavalry who could no longer catch up. A look of anger flashed across his eyes.
"Humph!"
Gongsun Zan ran away with the cavalry, but the infantry could not run away now. Yan Liang glanced at the panting and frightened infantry and snorted coldly.
"Gongsun Zan's dog thief has fled, and there is no cavalry to protect you. You have no choice but to die. If you don't surrender now, how much later will it be!"
Yan Liang, as if nothing had happened, slowly inserted the big knife in his hand into the ground around him, then took off his bow and arrow without any haste, and looked at the Han army in front of him with disdain, as if he was not alone now, but an army of thousands.
The Han army was surrounded.
"Uh, this..."
The Han army brought out by Gongsun Zan this time had only a thousand cavalry and three thousand infantry left, except for a thousand infantry who followed Gongsun Yue to escort the heavy supplies of grain and grass to the north.
Now, less than a thousand cavalry have fled, and less than three thousand infantry are in front of Yan Liang.
Yan Liang's threatening words to persuade him to surrender fell into the ears of the shocked infantry, who all looked at each other, unsure of which path to choose.
"Do you think you want to die if you linger like this?"
Meng Yi, the general who led the team, died, Gongsun Zan, the cavalry captain, ran away, and Gongsun Fan, the deputy general, was nowhere to be seen. The infantry in front of him were like "weak chickens", none of them could fight, and Yan Liang had long lost his interest in killing people.
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Of course, perhaps due to Tao Ying's subtle influence, Yan Liang gradually became less bloodthirsty.
"Run!"
It's okay not to rush. Yan Liang's cold question caused the hesitant Han army to blow up the camp instantly. Someone took the lead and shouted loudly before running away.
"Whoops..."
The three sharp arrows, with their sharp whistling sound, nailed the three fastest soldiers to the ground one after another.
"Those who surrender can live!"
The three hundred Xuanjia Army cavalry also launched suddenly, running back and forth around the infantry and shouting.
"Those who don't surrender will die!"
Yan Liang suddenly pulled out the big sword standing on the ground, like a spirit official in the temple coming to life. His eyes widened with anger, and the murderous intent on his body was once again awe-inspiring, making the timid Han infantry tremble in heart and liver.
"I surrender!"
"I surrender too!"
"I surrender!"
……
As the first Han army surrendered, the remaining Han soldiers dropped their weapons one after another, squatted on the ground, and surrendered to Yan Liang and other Xuanjia Army cavalry.
When Yan Liang and three hundred Xuanjia Army cavalry returned with the surrendered Han infantry, Tao Ying had already crossed Jishui and was standing silently on the river bank, looking at the battlefield in front of him in silence.
"Lord, among the injured, except for Yu Zijun, who is still alive, there is no Xuanjia soldier or civilian."
The accompanying military doctors looked around at the corpses, examined the injured, and reported what they saw to Tao Ying.
"That is to say, Yu Zi's Qu Xuanjia Army all died here!"
Tao Ying raised his head, glanced at the military doctor, and then turned his attention to the tragic battlefield.
The cold wind was biting, and Tao Ying felt a touch of sadness in his heart.
This is the first battle since Tao Ying's rebirth that his soldiers suffered such heavy casualties.
"Although they are fighting for their own future, they are also fighting for me, Taoying!"
Slowly, Tao Ying felt angry again.
"Gongsun Zan, a thief like this, kills good people and takes credit, making them die unworthy of death!"
Neither the Xuanjia Army, the common people, nor the Han army in front of them died because of the suppression of bandits. It can be said that they died from "fratricide".
"Lord!"
Yan Liang stepped forward and asked for instructions on the next step. He wanted to go all out to hunt down Gongsun Zan.
"Clean the battlefield, mobilize carpenters from Licheng, build coffins, replace all the Xuanjia Army soldiers who died in the battle with new clothes, collect them individually, and transport them together with their belongings back to Qixian County, choose a place to build a martyrs cemetery, and erect monuments for burial
, a public sacrifice every year!"
Tao Ying also wanted to settle a score with Gongsun Zan, but most of Gongsun Zan's cavalry were cavalry these days, and Tao Ying had very few cavalry. If he wanted to deal with Gongsun Zan, who was always galloping on horseback, Tao Ying did not have the confidence to win.
"It's a pity that I don't have time for me to go to Youzhou to confront the thief Gongsun Zan!"
Tao Ying knew very well that Gongsun Zan was definitely going to Youzhou this time, and it was impossible for him to abandon the half-baked Qingzhou and go to Youzhou to kill time.
"Oh, if this had not happened, I would have been more willing to get close to Gongsun Zan!"
Except for force, Tao Ying felt that the big man in front of him was the same type of person as Gongsun Zan. He came from a noble family, but he was incompatible with the gentry.
"Wen Heng, Gongsun Zan went north with light equipment and cavalry. Wait until we have our hands free, and then slowly deal with this restless and arrogant dog thief!"
Tao Ying looked at Yan Liang, who was obviously not satisfied with killing him, and explained helplessly.
"No!"
Yan Liang could see that Tao Ying was very angry and in a bad mood at this time. The reality did not allow him to fight blindly, so he stopped fighting and turned around to clean up the battlefield.
"Lord!"
The military doctor stepped forward with a troubled expression on his face, even with a strange look on his face.
"What's wrong?"
Tao Ying followed the military doctor's gaze and saw that it was the body of Deputy Marquis Wang San.
"The iron spear on Wang Sanjun's body belonged to the Han general Gongsun Zan. We gathered the body and tried to pull out the iron spear, but Wang San's hands were so tight that we couldn't break it open, as if there were roots growing on it!"
Tao Ying was stunned for a moment and felt very curious. He quickly stepped forward to find out what was going on.
At this time, Wang San, the blood spilled from the corner of his mouth has dried up, his eyes are closed tightly, his hands are tightly grasping the iron spear inserted into his chest, and he is lying quietly on the cold river bank.
If you ignore these, just by the smile on Wang San's face, you will mistakenly think that Wang San is swimming in a sweet dream.
Chapter completed!