When Gongsun Zhi walked out of the stone house, it was already noon. He handed the letter to Li Ke, who hurriedly went to Li Heizi to send a quick ride to Bailang Mountain.

At this time, the dead soldiers were cremating the dead below, gathering their bones, and taking them back to Shanggu County to place them in another cemetery. Gongsun Zhi walked down the gravel slope, and the soldiers around him hurried to clear the roadblocks, but he waved his hand to stop them. He simply took Dian Wei and several personal guards there.

The long shed was fifty feet tall, and the bodies of soldiers on the mat were lying there calmly, with their armor neatly extending towards the front rows. After the battle of Bailang Mountain, the casualties of Xianbei cavalry, Bailang Cavalry and Heishan Cavalry still reached the height of 2,000 people. Most of them were seriously injured and unable to be cured. Some of them died of infection or were permanently disabled.

With the current time and space, it is inevitable, and Gongsun Zhi is also making great efforts to improve such a situation.

The ignited pillar of fire rushed into the sky, and the blue smoke swayed. Even though there was a bad smell in the air, the soldiers in the barracks were still surrounded by soldiers in the military camp. They took off their helmets and stood silently outside. The body of a soldier was lifted up and walked towards the fire. The crowd suddenly ran out, fell, and cried and ran over, and then they were stopped by others. The man struggled on the ground and beat the soil and cried heartbrokenly, watching the body being thrown into the fire.

And Gongsun Zhi was watching all this from a distance.

"Lord, are you feeling in your heart?" Zhao Yun, dressed in military uniform, walked over from the nearby area, standing a little further away, and there was no expression on Xiongjun's face. "I remember the old lord once said that it is normal to die in a war. Only by dying, will he know how to work harder and let himself survive on the battlefield."

Gongsun Zhi stood there with his hands in his arms, looking at the pillar of fire soaring into the sky for a moment, and turned his head: "I understood this principle when I was trying to make a living on the grassland. In the past, every step forward was taken, dozens of people were killed or injured. Now even if you take half a step, you will be covered with corpses. The height of the body is all piled up."

"Now, more than 80,000 people from the Xianbei are about to go south. Gongsun Du and Taiwan may be unable to resist." Zhao Yun obviously did not want to talk too much about the topic of death. "After all, the two sides have only 20,000 to 30,000 people, and the Xianbei's combat power is much stronger than that of Wuhuan."

"Even if it is difficult, both of them must take over. My soldiers need time to rest." Gongsun Zhi replied in a low voice: "Eighty thousand cavalry are already the power of their clans. Once they are defeated, they will die and the clans will be destroyed. The Xianbei people will definitely do their best. Gongsun Du and the others must also know this. If they don't give their all, it will be difficult for him to work on me."

"But Zilong, don't think too strong about the Liaodong Xianbei... The soldiers are in the same place but not many. What about the 60,000 Wuhuan people? It's not that they were torn apart. Don't forget that there are 30,000 Wuhuan's cavalry."

Zhao Yun smiled out of the corner of his mouth. He looked at Gongsun Zhi, turned his body and raised his hand: "The lord thought that he had a plan to defeat the enemy. As long as he took down the Liaodong Xianbei, the north of our great man will finally be peaceful. Yun is here to thank the lord for his behalf on behalf of the thousands of people."

He said half-kneeled down.

"Zilong should thank these dead people." Gongsun Zhi reached out to help him up, looked at the burning remains over there, and narrowed his eyes. "It will take a lot of time to completely pacify the north. It's not that killing the slightest thing is so simple. There will always be fish that miss the net that will hide in the mountains. When we leave, after a few years, or even decades, they will have a scale to drill out of the forest and go wild everywhere."

Zhao Yun nodded and then laughed: "At that time, we Han people had become a climate. Unless the descendants were not able to help those wild men in the mountains and forests."

"Who can tell me clearly... Decades later, you and I have passed away." Gongsun Zhi also smiled and said softly.

The breeze at the foot of the mountain blew gently, the terrain was getting higher and the robes were stroking. Gongsun Zhi's words paused and his smile became even more intense. "But before the ancients, would Zilong be interested in going out to the outside world with me? Enter other countries and see different people and different scenery, and then we will have a throne of a country for you to sit on."

"Lord, don't praise the last general!" Zhao Yun was startled when he heard about sitting on the throne, even though he was cold, he was shocked and hurriedly bowed and bowed: "As long as the Han flag is caused by the wolf cavalry, the cloud will naturally follow you wherever the lord passes. Whatever the lord wants to do, Yun will do it."

Immediately, he said: "But the lord wants to conquer a farther place, Yun is naturally happy, but we don't know others. Just like the last time the Qin people crossed the border and led the way, Zhang Yang was not familiar with the other party's tactics, and the defeated soldiers and generals were defeated..."

"When the Oriental Sour Confucians were still there, I discussed it with him and Li Ru, and I thought about it for a long time myself..." Gongsun Zhi looked ahead and pondered for a while, "Zilong also knew that my Gongsun Zhi was not good at some aspects. Later, after seeing Guan Ning and Bing Yuan's achievements in recent years, I decided on this matter with Li Ru last year. The first batch of scholars had gone west. Of course, these scholars were not serious. They spread, weakened, spy first, and attacked later. At that time, the Wuhuan people who returned to the Han Dynasty, the Xianbei people who were sinicized were pioneers. It would not be a good thing to raise them for too long."

"What's not a good thing?!"

After watching the funeral, a figure was walking around nearby with a giant axe. After seeing Gongsun Zhi, Zhao Yun and Dian Wei here, he jogged over, and then he held the handle of the axe on the ground, put one hand in his waist, and stared at the three of them with wide eyes: "Is it Yuan Shao calling?"

"It doesn't matter if Yuan Shao removes the Liaodong Xianbei."

On this side, Pan Feng shook his head, as if he had not heard what Gongsun Zhi said, and slapped his chest boldly, "Don't worry, lord, then, I'll send a soldier to me, Lao Pan, I'll do that Yuan Benchu ​​so that..."

"Idiot." Zhao Yun looked at him, bowed to Gongsun Zhi, said goodbye, went back to the camp to work hard for military affairs. Pan Feng wanted to chase him, took a step and retreated, clenched his hair, a little confused: "...Just now, Zilong seemed to scold me."

Gongsun Zhi smiled, "After fighting Liaodong, he formed a north-south attack with Cao Cao, Yuan Shao's life was really hard. He didn't have time to pay attention to him at this time. I guess he would be too busy to catch a fire in the backyard. By the way, I ordered Gongsun Xu of the rear camp to prepare some wine for the soldiers tonight, not much."

"Okay." When Dian Wei mentioned the wine, he couldn't understand it for a long time, and then he became more and more excited in his eyes. He turned around happily and went to the baggage camp.

"Lao Dian wait for me."

Pan Feng chased after him, walked side by side with the giant man, carrying a giant axe on his shoulder and waving a hand: "I thought about it all night last night. If Xianglian and I got married, would it sound nice if I had a girl named Pan Xianglian? No...no...isn't it the same name as Xianglian? What about Pan Jinlian?"

"...." Dian Wei looked at him and continued to walk forward.

"I'm serious, this name is OK." Pan Feng trotted and followed.

The discussion was gone. Gongsun Zhi looked at the direction of the rising smoke. In the distance, the singing of the army commemorating the dead came here. Countless figures blew fists and hammered in their chests, and their voices were low and majestic.

"The west wind blows and smoke, the horse's hooves come north, Hu'er slanders my sister's Han flag roll, the heavenly wolf man storms the battlefield, and repays your kindness with the sword, protects my Han territory without any harm, protects my sister without tears, Yan Zhong's bones buried in the grass, and is born as a Han man, dares to perish!"

The breeze slowly swayed on my face.

"If one day we can finish the war, that would be really good." Gongsun Zhi said softly.

After a while, he turned around and left. In the afternoon, Lou Ban was escorted to the barracks and headed to Bailang Mountain. After leaving, the letter was also on the road. The transfer of 270,000 Wuhuan tribes would begin after the end of the Liaodong war. However, before that, the 30,000 Wuhuan cavalry would enter the battlefield in advance.
Chapter completed!