"Ambition never dies, ambition never ceases, there is no wind in a hundred miles. I appreciate that you are a hero of the generation, but it is a pity that you have offended me! If you think you have a long life, just kill him. I will set up a dragnet for you to throw yourself into!"
Yi Shuihan said arrogantly.
Baili Wufeng was slightly shocked. No one had ever dared to threaten him so arrogantly. If someone had said this to him before, he would have laughed, but now he was shocked. Such powerful words were not empty talk, they were even a kind of shock.
This was the first time he felt the pressure.
"Withdraw troops!"
The army was defeated like a mountain, and the soldiers facing Beiming in the east gradually retreated, and some even abandoned their helmets. The scene of corpses strewn in the fields and rivers of blood was shocking. They would become among the corpses at any time.[
Xiyue Tianshui's army is in hot pursuit, determined to kill everyone and avenge their dead compatriots.
"Don't chase the poor enemy! Retreat your troops!" Nie Feng shouted.
Suddenly, the soldiers below the city were both happy and sad. They were happy that they had won the battle, but they were sad that their feet were covered with the cold corpses of their companions.
The cold snow was flying, and the sorrow after a huge bloody storm spread at the gate of Cangcheng.
In fact, the extra 50,000 troops were raised by the people of Cangcheng and surrounding small towns and pretended to be a force. It was just a bluff to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.
Yi Shuihan looked at the hidden jungle not far away. The four figures had disappeared. They came to watch the battle without permission. That was all for Wushang. Why did Qiannuo and the others join in the fun? We should deal with them properly after we go back!
Ye Caizhu: "Clean up the battlefield! The martyrs of Xiyue Tianshui are buried with honors!"
"I have the order!" the soldiers' voices echoed throughout the world.
Su Ziyan's silver jersey was stained with blood, and she had a few small wounds on her body, which did not diminish her grace and momentum at all. Her arrogance after the victory was even worse.
"Shuihan." Su Ziyan patted Yi Shuihan and shouted excitedly.
"Don't pat me." Yi Shuihan was so painful that his nerves were tense, and the wound on his back probably opened again.
Mo Ningxun threw away his sword and walked over immediately. He looked at Yi Shuihan and smiled. Nothing could compare to this look. It was the joy that had experienced life and death.
Yi Shuihan looked at Mo Ningxun, and then laughed too, because it was really funny. Mo Ningxun was smiling like a fool now, and he didn't look as cunning or arrogant as usual.
The heavy snow suddenly stopped, revealing a bluish sky that was as clean as water. There was a faint light on the horizon, which was sunlight.
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The next day, the city gate of Cangcheng was washed clean, revealing the white city wall, and the city gate was also repaired.
Ye Caizhu ordered the people to recuperate and recuperate. The people in Cangcheng cheered and distributed a portion of the food at home to the soldiers. The city returned to its previous bustle, with people running households and doing business, creating a peaceful scene.
Yi Shuihan was eating ginseng in the tent camp. The injury on her back could not heal for a while, especially in cold weather, the wound was more difficult to heal.
After chewing for a while, someone came to invite her to the meeting hall to discuss matters. Yi Shuihan lazily got up from the couch, put on a fox fur coat, and then left the tent.[
There were many people in the meeting hall, only Yi Shuihan came late.
"Shuihan, are you feeling better?" Su Ziyan reached out and patted Yi Shuihan on the shoulder.
Yi Shuihan dodged slightly to avoid Su Ziyan's hand, and said helplessly: "As long as you don't pat me, it will be fine. Can you change this habit?"
Su Ziyan laughed twice: "You are such a weak woman."