The Liangzhou Army won a great victory and took control of the battlefield. They dispatched more than ten thousand civilians to clean the battlefield, collected weapons and horses into the city, and properly disposed of their own wounded and dead. The wounded of the Turkic Army could only be treated with one blow.
There was really no energy to deal with the corpses of the Turkic soldiers, so they could only hand them over to the hungry and skinny beasts nearby.
Although it was a great victory, it was also a tragic victory. More than half of the Liangzhou army suffered casualties. In the morning, 20,000 soldiers were sent out. By dusk, only half of them came back intact. The rest were either dead or injured.
Filial piety is lamented everywhere, and some people question why they don't rely on the strong city to hold on, take the initiative to go to war, and pay such a huge sacrifice, what can they get in return?
It was night, but I saw flames rising into the sky in the direction of the Turkic camp, and the westerly wind carried the tragic sound of killing. The people of Liangzhou looked at each other in shock, and the Turks actually started fighting among themselves.
The next morning, when the sun had just risen, the lookout post on the Liangzhou City Tower looked around and saw that the Turkic company camp, which had been fluttering its flags and orderly yesterday, had turned into a white field. The so-called million-strong army had disappeared overnight.
The wings flew away.
"The Turks have retreated!" the sentry shouted with all his strength, and the voice echoed in Liangzhou City, "The Turks have retreated~~~The Turks have retreated~~~" The people of Liangzhou who got up early to work all raised their voices in surprise.
They couldn't believe the sound they heard, so they swarmed to the city wall to have a look. The soldiers did not stop them and allowed the people to come up and have a look.
The common people saw with their own eyes that the Turkic army, which had been weighing on their hearts like a rock for four months, finally retreated, leaving so cleanly that not a single soldier was left. Peace finally returned to the vast land, and people could return to their homes.
Sowing, grazing, resting and recuperating.
The people were angry, some were howling, and some were sobbing, but they were all tears of joy. There was constant sound of cannons on the city top, and constant gunfire in the city. It was the soldiers celebrating the victory in their own way.
"Victory! We have won!" Cao Xiu cheered and ran to his father's side, shaking Cao Yanhui's arm and said, "Dad, I want to go watch the fun."
"Go, child, go and see how your subjects celebrate victory." Cao Yanhui smiled and nodded. The Turks' defeat was expected, but it came too quickly, and he was a little bit happy besides
I'm worried that Liangzhou has consumed too much and its current strength is quite weak. If the imperial army comes to attack at this time, I'm afraid...
Cao Xiu changed into casual clothes and took two guards to the street. He saw people all over the street running towards the west gate, so he followed the crowd and walked west. There was already a sea of people near the west gate, and there were people all over the city wall, shoulder to shoulder.
There are common people, soldiers, and peasants, Han people, Qiang people, and scattered swordsmen, poets, and so on who come from the Central Plains these days.
All eyes were fixed on the watch tower at the west gate, where Marshal Zhang's command post was. Marshal had been observing the enemy's situation here all night long and taking command. Now that he had won a great victory, why didn't he come out to accept the cheers of the soldiers and the people?
Yuan Feng was too tired. His physical exertion was not great, but his mental exertion was quite astonishing. As the coach, he was under far greater pressure than anyone else. Yesterday's battle exhausted his energy. After returning, he sat at the west gate and waited for military information.
, until the exact information about the internal strife among the Turks came, he said with relief: It's up to Chu Jian now. Then he fell asleep, snoring like thunder, until there was thunderous joy outside, he still fell on the bed and slept soundly, and the soldiers
I couldn't bear to wake up the commander, so I could only try my best to close the doors and windows tightly to prevent the roar from outside from coming in.
Yuan Feng still woke up, and was woken up by the thunderous cheers. He rolled out of bed, straightened his clothes and armor, and pushed the door out. Only then did he see a group of generals who were already neatly dressed, with excitement in their eyes, waiting for them.
He led them out to make their debut. The two female generals, Li Mingxue and Hermione, no longer had any disagreements. They were as close as the two sisters. They stood arm in arm, with four loving eyes focused on Yuan Feng.
"Sorry for keeping everyone waiting." Yuan Feng smiled apologetically, and everyone clasped their fists: "Commander, the people are waiting outside to see you."
Yuan Feng nodded, pushed open the gate of the enemy tower, and the sun shone in. It was a clear day! He led the generals to the inward side of the city wall and appeared in front of the soldiers and civilians of Liangzhou.
In an instant, the noisy city became silent, and all eyes were focused on the tall and thin man on the city wall. He was wearing a half-worn ordinary soldier's robe. The robe was full of holes, and his thin face was covered with
The beard, a pair of bloodshot eyes are deep and calm, the tall body, the broad mind, the calm eyes, and the legendary achievements are the source of the confidence of the 300,000 soldiers and civilians of Liangzhou to defend the city.
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With a "plop", someone knelt down, as if he were kneeling down to worship the ancestral tablet or the Bodhisattva Buddha, and then the people next to him also knelt down. This kind of pious atmosphere is contagious.
Like dominoes toppling over, tens of thousands of Liangzhou soldiers and civilians knelt down in the huge open space behind the city wall.
Cao Xiu was also among these devout soldiers and civilians. Naturally, he would not kneel down to Yuan Feng, but he was smart and quickly realized that if he stood, he might be torn into pieces by the people around him, so he followed half
He knelt down, raised his handsome little face, and looked at the man on the city wall surrounded by generals, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
"You are the great savior of Liangzhou, you are the king of Liangzhou!" An old but powerful voice resounded inside and outside the city wall. Everyone was infected and followed the voice and shouted: "King of Liangzhou!
King of Liangzhou! King of Liangzhou!”
Yuan Feng was stunned by this scene. He didn't know what to say for a moment. The generals around him were also dumbfounded. Originally, they were still thinking about how to deal with Cao Yanhui safely and let Yuan Feng ascend the throne smoothly. After all, Lao Cao was still very
With the support of the people, it seems that this issue is no longer a problem. The people themselves have begun to support Yuan Feng as king.
At this moment, Yuan Feng finally regained his composure. He stretched out his hands and pressed down. The people finally stopped cheering, and calm returned to the inside and outside of the city wall. Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes stared at their king.
Yuan Feng waved his right hand violently, pointing his sword to the west, and his voice was high and powerful, full of passion: "There! There is our homeland, there are remaining enemies, and there are evil Turks. The war is not over yet, and we want to get back everything we lost.
, and let the enemy repay it a hundred times. Now, as the defender of Liangzhou, I order you to return to your posts and wait for the order to go out!"
Yuan Feng's words were carefully considered. They not only reminded everyone that the war was not over yet, but also politely refused the crown imposed on him by the people and proclaimed himself the defender of Liangzhou. Such an illusory title naturally cannot satisfy everyone's appetite, but the title
The matter of kingship should not be taken too lightly. Liangzhou is full of wastes and problems, and the matter of becoming king and hegemony is not the most important thing.
The people were still celebrating and marching, and it was not until dusk that they vented their emotions and gradually dispersed. Cao Xiu dragged his tired body back to the government office, wanting to see his father, but Cao Yanhui had already taken medicine and fell asleep.
I had no choice but to go back to my room, lie down with my clothes on, and stare at the roof, unable to fall asleep for a long time.
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The people present at the Liangzhou Military Camp and the White Tiger Festival Hall are all direct descendants of Yuan Feng. Although the two female generals Hermione and Li Mingxue do not belong to the system, everyone knows that these two women will be handsome sooner or later, so they are also
Sitting in the hall stately.
Internal strife in the Turkic army was a matter of time. Yuan Feng only helped them break the balance. Timur was old. He was the king of the horse. He spent his whole life in the army and made no achievements in governing the country. Domestic
There were many contradictions, and there were many factions in the army. However, he did not have a heir apparent, so his nephews naturally fought openly and secretly.
After the departure of the fourth prince Shaharul, the most powerful one is the third prince Miran Shah. Only the two nephews of Timur can compete with him. The two sides are in a delicate balance, but yesterday's battle broke this balance.
Miran Shah lost his troops at Liangzhou City and his strength was greatly reduced. In addition, Chu Jian was there to stir up troubles and stir up trouble. The two sides were at odds and started fighting that night. The Turks and Mongols had the same virtues and were very powerful in foreign campaigns.
The civil war became even more severe. Both sides spared no effort to fight to the death. The fighting was chaotic and the food and tents were burned down. Milansa lost to two cousins and ran away with his men overnight to find his fourth brother to help him. Ma Hei
His Highnesses Ma and Yusuf also set up camp and chased after them. As for Liangzhou, they had long forgotten about it.
"No wonder you didn't agree when my father wanted to adopt you as his adopted son. It turns out you have such lofty ambitions, Your Majesty." Hermione said with a playful smile. It sounded like a joke, but it was actually the truth. Yuan Feng
This title of King of Liangzhou was entirely created by herself. Of course Hermione was happy to see that the person she liked was so promising.
Yuan Feng did not appreciate it: "If I don't become the king of Liangzhou, I will only become the target of public criticism. Although the Turks have been defeated, the war is far from over. Danger is everywhere. The Hexi Corridor is a treasure land. Anyone with strength wants to do it."
Share a piece of the pie and report back. Lanzhou Prefecture's troops have been gathering in the Heishan Gorge area for a long time. They must be marching into Liangzhou as soon as the news of the Turks' retreat spreads."
"Why didn't they show up when we were besieged by the Turks? Now if we want to take advantage of the opportunity to pick peaches, there is no way!" A general said angrily, patting the table.
"They are the officers and soldiers of Lanzhou Prefecture..." Zhao Ding'an and others narrowed their eyes in thought, they were their sworn enemies.