At dawn, the valley became quiet again.

Only then did Yang Zheng discover that in addition to horse bones, there were also human bones with their flesh removed.

The Hu people had already run out of food.

Many people are so hungry that they cannot stand up.

Yesterday's fierce battle had drained the last of their strength.

No wonder the veteran general wanted to kill himself. It turned out that they had no strength to fight anymore.

Yang Zheng asked people to cook porridge.

There were hundreds of women left in the camp, and most of them wisely chose to stay.

After the barbarian drank the porridge, his condition improved a lot.

Many people howled and cried.

In the Hu camp, the slave soldiers were laughing and laughing, and the packages on their waists were bulging.

Half a month ago, these people were still their robes.

But now, he was beaten arbitrarily by them.

These people yelled and shouted in front of the prisoners, and groveled in front of the Qiang camp.

Sometimes rank can satisfy people's psychological vanity better than money.

"We don't have enough food to feed so many people." Yin Chun whispered.

Nearly 5,000 people were captured, and with the addition of Yang Zheng's soldiers, the number in hand exceeded 10,000.

Yang Zheng thought for a while and then said: "You take a thousand Qiang camp, plus Shao Tixi's Hu camp, and take four thousand people back to Jishi Mountain first. I will take the remaining people to Xidu, and the food will be enough in five or six days."

That’s it.”

"You can also ask people from Jishi Mountain to send some food and meet us on the way to ensure nothing goes wrong," Yin Chun said.

Yang Zheng nodded, "Yes, you can go ahead and do it. If there is any disturbance from the barbarians on the road, you can do your own thing and put your own safety first."

"I obey the order." Yin Chun clasped his fists and left.

After a day of rest, the prisoners rummaged through almost all the corpses and took away everything they could.

On the second day, Yang Zheng led 4,000 people to the north, and Yin Chun led 6,000 people to the east.

Yewudai's head was placed in a wooden box.

When I left, the mountains and plains were filled with the sound of howling wolves, as if they were mourning for the dead.

Entering the Huangshui River Valley, Yang Zheng regained his sense of direction.

Xiahou Ba and Guo Dun were also busy in Xidu, cleaning up the surrounding Qiang and Hu.

On the third day, scouts from both sides responded.

Xiahou Ba led five hundred cavalry out of the city for hundreds of miles to meet him.

Yang Zheng presented Ye Wudai's head, "Fortunately, my subordinates have fulfilled their orders and defeated the barbarians in the West Sea. Ye Wudai's head is here!"

Xiahou Ba was stunned, and his face instantly filled with joy, "Xingyun's achievements are enough to make him famous in both the government and the public."

Back in the city, Guo Dun also came out to greet him, "Duwei Yang is a true god."

But there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

King Hu, who was said to have a hundred thousand troops, died at the hands of Yang Zheng. Let’s not talk about his merits for the moment, but his reputation will definitely spread to Longyou.

Yang Zheng held up his hands humbly and said: "My subordinates just got lucky. Ye Wudai chased into the mountains. He ran out of food and lost ground. He was attacked by his subordinates. God bless the Wei Dynasty. This man died under the blade of chaos."

Yang Zheng kept a low profile as much as possible.

"That's it, that's it." Guo Dun's expression softened a little, "It seems that God is really blessing Wei."

Xiahou Ba spent a lot of time with Yang Zheng, and he could hear the humility in his words.

Seeing that Yang Zheng's armor looked as if it had been soaked in blood, he already understood in his heart.

It was originally a scene where the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves, but suddenly someone chuckled, "It's just a common man's bravery."

Yang Zheng went out in awe, but he was a man wearing armor on the inside and a Confucian shirt on the outside.

This outfit is a bit nondescript.

Xiahou Ba's face darkened, and Guo Dun also sneered.

It seems that they are all dissatisfied with this person, but they have not said it clearly.

Yang Zheng secretly thought that this person must have some background. He didn't know the details, so it would be better not to offend him. Just as he was about to hand over his hand, someone rushed out from beside him, kicked the person to the ground with a flying kick.

"Fuck you, Chief Hu's head was chopped off by my general's own hands. My general fought bloody battles for the country and went through life and death. Who are you, how dare you despise my general?"

With such a voice and such wild energy, who else but Liu Heng could have it?

"Presumptuous!" Yang Zheng kicked him.

Although I felt secretly happy, some superficial work still needed to be done.

Otherwise, no one can get off the stage, right?

Naturally, this kick had no effect on Liu Heng, who was thick-skinned and thick-skinned. His body didn't even sway.

Gen's neck said angrily: "That's it. If this guy despises the general, he despises the Wei Dynasty!"

Yang Zheng suddenly felt impressed?

Is this still a rabies patient?

It's simply too smart not to want it.

"I'll kill you, you crazy guy." Yang Zheng took a stance and pulled out his sword unusually slowly.

Xiahou Ba and Guo Dun naturally stretched out their hands to stop Xiahou Ba.

The man got up from the ground and wiped the blood from his mouth, "You, you are so brave, do you know who so-and-so is?"

Yang Zheng repeatedly handed over his hand and said, "Forgive me, forgive me. It's my fault for not controlling me well."

"Humph, I am Li Jian, Taoist Priest Di!"

Li Jian?

Yang Zheng thought about it for a while, but he didn't hear about this person's name.

As long as the surnames are not Xiahou, Cao and Sima, they will be beaten.

I had never heard of Taoist Di in Panghan before, and the governor of Longxi was almost concurrently held by Xiahou Ba.

Now when Guo Huai enters Didao, a Taoist priest comes out.

This person should be from Guo Huai.

Otherwise, Xiahou Ba and Guo Dun would not have this attitude.

Yang Zheng pushed Liu Heng down and secretly patted him on the shoulder.

Finally, Liu Heng was not really stupid. He understood what Yang Zheng meant and was taken down by his own people.

Li Jianyu was still angry, "Yang Zheng, you are innocent of beating Shangguan..."

While he was chatting endlessly, he suddenly saw Xiahou Ba's eyes turning evil.

"They are all men in the army. Xingyun has already apologized, what else do you want? Do you really despise me, the Wei Dynasty?"

The same words were spoken with completely different aura in Xiahou Ba's mouth.

Now Xiahou Ba is completely worthy of Guo Huai.

Yang Zheng's military merit is equal to his military merit.

Li Jian's whole body trembled, "I have no such intention..."

"Since there is no such intention, the matter will be dropped here and now." Xiahou Ba made the final decision.

"Yes, yes..." Li Jian wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Xiahou Ba took Yang Zheng's hand and limped toward the inner city, "Xingyun, follow me into the city."

In the Western Capital City, the Han and Qiang people cheered and rushed to see Yang Zheng.

The praises were endless.

Yang Zheng finally felt what it means to be the center of attention.

Even the soldiers behind him proudly held up their chests.

Unknowingly, my steps became evener and more sonorous.

Victory and glory can best inspire military morale.

Xiahou Ba held a celebration banquet for Yang Zheng, and all the prominent figures in the Western Capital City came.

Yang Zheng felt that dealing with these scenes was more tiring than the battlefield.
To be continued...