The war did not last long, especially after Xiahou Yuan's elite troops were suppressed by Wei Yue's army, the soldiers in front lost their command and supervision team. As the casualties continued to intensify and the sword and shield soldiers began to turn over and suppress them, deserters began to appear.

Mocheng is not as powerful as Cao's army, so he naturally has no power to send pursuers to intercept them. Even if he has this ability, Liu Yi is not ready to use it. He really makes people desperate and turns around to fight you. Mocheng can't afford this price.

On the contrary, the appearance of these deserters led to more people's escape, and the crossbows continued to shoot. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Xiahou Yuan was unwilling to get involved with Wei Yue anymore. Under the desperate escort of his personal guards, he broke through the siege and headed straight towards Jiangling.

The Cao army camp in the distance had turned into a sea of ​​fire. The thick black smoke column was like a low-altitude dark cloud. The choking smell had already arrived. On the field west of Mocheng, dark red blood and corpses were intertwined into a tragic scene that continued to spread westward. Wei Yue and his men chased each other. It was not until Liu Yi started to sing gold, and he led his troops to withdraw.

When Wei Yue came back, Liu Yi had already started to organize people to bury or burn the bodies. In the tragic scene, there were constant groans, which were Cao's army or the soldiers of Mocheng who had never died.

Wei Yue turned over and fell off the horse, asking the soldiers behind him to help clean up. Cao Jun, who had broken legs, suddenly reached out and grabbed Wei Yue's ankle. His face was covered with blood stains. His original appearance was not visible. He only had a pair of eyes, looking at Wei Yue with a little prayer.

Wei Yue pulled out the sword from his waist expressionlessly and indifferently stabbed the sword into Cao Jun's body. The prayer in Cao Jun's eyes had turned into despair. His body twitched violently for a few times, fell down weakly, and his hand holding his ankle was weakly released.

"The war has been over, why should I kill him?" Liu Yi, who came up, looked at Wei Yue with some helplessness.

"Boyuan, there should not be a woman on the battlefield!" Wei Yue knew that Liu Yi didn't like killing very much, so he glanced at the corpse on the ground and shook his head, "The family of Cao's soldiers and soldiers were left behind. Do you think you can surrender? If you can't surrender, what's the use of keeping these people?"

This is also one of the reasons why the Cao army soldiers can use their lives. The family is in the rear. If they become deserters or fail to do their best during war, it may cause harm to their families.

Liu Yi could understand this truth, but perhaps it was because he did not understand the troubled times thoroughly enough. Perhaps it was because of his awe of life in his previous life that made him unable to face the practice of treating life as a mustard like this.

"See if there are any concerns. If you can kill less, kill less. The war is over." In the end, Liu Yi sighed, without stopping, but without agreeing.

Letting the enemy go is just a joke about his own life, and the war is just the beginning and not over. Liu Yi knew this, so he did not stop it, but he could not agree with this approach immediately.

"Here!" Wei Yue nodded, not refusing this time.

Lu Lingqi came back with fifty people. Her mission was very important. Cao Jun's morale was directly dispersed because of the destruction of the rear, but the danger was the least. After all, although Liu Yi respected her choice, he did not want her to take too much risk.

"This place will be left to the general, Lingqi, let's go back." Liu Yi was a little depressed, not only because he killed these Cao troops who had no ability to counterattack, but more because he felt sorry for his own losses in this battle.

Killing one thousand enemies, 800 of them, although this time, he successfully defeated Xiahou Yuan, more than half of the sword and shield soldiers alone were lost. In addition, the war losses of Wei Yue's troops, after this battle, the troops of the two schools shrank to about 1,200 of three units. Perhaps this war losses were very rare compared to the results, but for Liu Yi, it was like a big stone in his heart.

Lu Lingqi followed Liu Yi silently, not talking. She knew that Liu Yi was in a bad mood at the moment, but she also knew that what Liu Yi needed now was not comfort, but quietness. There were some hurdles that could only walk over by herself. She had similar experiences. Not everyone could ignore killing from the beginning. On the contrary, there were very few people who could ignore killing from the beginning. She had hatred as the driving force back then, so that hurdle passed very quickly. As for whether Liu Yi could pass, no one could help him at this time.

"Although Xiahou was defeated." After walking around the city, from the west gate to the water camp, Liu Yi sat next to the huge water truck. Looking at the water truck that was slowly turning under the guidance of the water truck, he suddenly spoke: "But the Cao army may not give up on this matter. Soon, more Cao troops will come. This Jingling will become the primary goal of Cao's army to pacify Jingzhou, and will also become the gateway for Jiangxia."

For some reason, when the low, hesitant and confused emotions passed, Liu Yi felt that his brain suddenly became very clear. The feeling was indescribable, but it made people feel like an enlightenment or sublimation of the soul. Moreover, the emotions became very calm, as if nothing could make him fluctuate again.

Lu Lingqi sat next to Liu Yi, nodded silently, and still said nothing.

"I am going to send someone to meet Liu Bei and ask him to come forward to help invite Liu Qi to resist Cao's army. It is probably difficult to defend Mocheng by relying on us alone." Liu Yi looked at Lu Lingqi. This was a signal of comprehensive cooperation with Liu Bei. Originally, he thought that the three families would not offend him, but now it seems that sometimes, the choice of position will not be centered on personal will. Before he has no ability to change the world, he can only learn to adapt to this world.

Lu Lingqi nodded and said, "Boyuan feels right, so he will do it, don't think about me."

As one of the people who are talking about Mocheng now, Lu Lingqi can clearly feel the pressure. The pressure from Cao's army is Liu Yi's hard work. If they want to defend Mocheng, they must have allies. Liu Bei and Liu Qi are the only allies that can be found at the moment, and there are reasons to help them. If you worry about personal grudges at this time, it is equivalent to pushing Mocheng to a desperate situation.

"It's great." Liu Yi leaned against the wooden stake on the shore, reached out to grab Lu Lingqi's tenderness, breathed a long sigh, and looked at the huge water drive: "This is the disaster of Mocheng, and it is also my disaster. If this disaster can be passed, can Lingqi be willing to marry me?"

"This is the matter... Why should Bo Yuan ask me?" Lu Lingqi's mask had been taken off, and her face was a little shy. She lowered her head and looked at the river, not daring to look at Liu Yi.

"This is your and my business, so I will naturally ask you." Liu Yi smiled and said, "If Lingqi doesn't want to, Yi will not force her."

"Originally... Lingqi is not unwilling to do anything... let Bo Yuan decide."

Looking at the beautiful side face under the sunset, Liu Yi's originally tired face showed a happy smile...
Chapter completed!