Chapter 384: The King Who Recaptures the Golden Eagle
Seeing that King Donghu didn't answer, Cai Ze didn't continue to ask, and there were many ways to pry open his mouth. Upon seeing this, Yan Ju threw King Donghu onto the horse, waved his right hand, and Zhao Feiqi behind him divided into two teams, and they
King Donghu's tent was surrounded.
"Instruct Sima Shang and Qu Jing to withdraw their troops from the two wings toward the center." Li Mu ordered. After successfully capturing King Donghu, there was no need to use the lives of the soldiers to confront these bastards head-on.
"Withdraw!" After Sima Shang received the order, he glanced at Hunjue angrily, and led the auxiliary troops to turn around and leave. Hunjue glanced at Sima Shang, then looked in the direction of King Donghu, hesitated for a moment, and did not choose to rescue Donghu.
King, instead led the army to flee into the distance.
[In view of the general environment, if King Donghu had not been captured, he would have chosen to rescue him, so forget it now.
A captured King Donghu is no longer King Donghu, and has no rescue value.
Upon seeing this, the other tribes looked at each other and chose to retreat with Hunjue. Only a small number of legions were left fighting against the Zhao army.
Tai Zhe looked at Hun Jue's back, then at Zhao Feiqi, gritted his teeth, and left Dong Hu Dynasty and fled away.
Hunjue had already run away, and it was impossible for him to rescue King Donghu from Zhao Fei's riders with his own strength.
"Get out!" Qili slashed towards Li Mu with all his strength, his thick black hair flying randomly in the air, like a devil coming to the world, the terrifying power destroying the heaven and earth, making Li Mu's arms feel numb.
"Let my father go, I will promise you no matter what the conditions are." Qili's fierce eyes stared at Li Mu, as if he wanted to devour Li Mu.
It's a pity that Li Mu didn't understand, otherwise he would have agreed immediately, and then divided Donghu into two parts in the name of King Donghu and Qili. When Zhao Guo was free, he could annex the two tribes, which would save a lot of trouble.
Seeing Qili's fierce expression, Li Mu could only increase his strength and stab Qili's vitals with all his strength.
Qi Li blocked Li Mu, but the Donghu Langqi did not have the strength to block the Great Wall Guards. Even if they were not talented, fighting these wolfriders was not much different from fighting miscellaneous Hus. In just over an hour, 10,000 Donghu Langqi were killed.
There are some broken troops left.
After cleaning up the last East Jackal, the Great Wall Guards surrounded Li Mu and Qili.
"Go to hell!" As the East Jackal Langqi completely disappeared, the war cloud that suppressed Li Mu also disappeared. Li Mu looked up to the sky and roared, stabbing forward with his spear, appearing strangely in front of Qi Li and sinking into his throat.
Hot blood spurted out from the throat more than one meter high. After a moment of "boom", the tall body hit the ground heavily.
"Congratulations, General." Yan Ju and others came over and said with their hands raised.
"He can be regarded as a warrior. He was buried well." Li Mu sighed and looked at King Donghu who was tied to the horse. The power of faith of the silent Great Wall guards suddenly showed a slight change.
Li Mu stepped forward, groped for a while in King Donghu's arms, and finally took out a golden eagle slightly larger than a palm. Li Mu could clearly feel that it contained a huge power of faith.
"This is my Donghu's golden eagle, give it back to me." King Donghu said loudly...
Li Mu ignored him and said to Qu Jing who came over, "King Donghu and this golden eagle belong to our country Zhao. I, the country of Zhao, will take 70% of the remaining spoils, and the country of Yan will take 30%. The country of Yan can choose first."
"Okay." Qu Jing had no objection. The Yan army was only one-fifth as many as the Zhao army, and its strength was far inferior to the Zhao army. Zhao Jun was willing to give them 30%, which was already good.
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"Where is our Donghu Golden Eagle!" Hun Jue suddenly stopped and looked at the people behind him.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one spoke.
After a while, a small tribe leader said hesitantly: "It seems...at the king's place."
"Doesn't that mean that the golden eagle fell into the hands of the Zhao people?" Hun Jue clenched his hands into fists, his face so gloomy that he almost dripped water.
The status of the Golden Eagle in Donghu is equivalent to the status of the Little Golden Man who worships the sky in the Xiongnu, and is equivalent to the status of Dayu Jiuding in the Central Plains. If the Golden Eagle is gone, even if he can become the King of Donghu in the future, his status will not be strong, and his status will not be strong.
Anyone can replace him.
Now that King Donghu has been captured alive, Donghu's strongest tribe is his Baishan tribe and Taizhe's Black Wolf tribe. If he doesn't become king, Taizhe will definitely become king.
Hunjue was unwilling to give up King Donghu's position like this.
This is the highest position in the entire Donghu. It is impossible to say that it is not coveted. There was no chance before, but it is different now. The king of Donghu and the eldest son were all left by Zhao Jun. The remaining children are not yet adults. Donghu Langqi
They were all slaughtered by the Zhao army.
King Donghu's children have no power to protect themselves.
As long as you become King Donghu, you can not only annex King Donghu's tribe, but also seize King Donghu's woman, which is the most beautiful pearl on the entire grassland.
"I suggest that whoever takes back the Golden Eagle be the king, otherwise the whole world will be killed together." After a few breaths, Hunyue said in a deep voice.
Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. If they followed the normal process, the position of King Donghu would never fall to them, but if they followed Hunjue's proposal, they would also have a chance to become King Donghu.
"I agree."
"I agree."
…
Everyone spoke one after another, and in the end only Tai Zha was left.
"I agree too." Seeing this, Tai Zhe could only nod in agreement.
While the leaders of Donghu were discussing, the Zhao Yan coalition also began to set up camp, treat the wounded soldiers, and prepare for the withdrawal of troops.
The Zhao army did not gain much this time. After all, it was not an encirclement and annihilation battle. It was surrounded by endless grasslands. The Donghu army was several times larger than the Zhao army. Once it escaped, the Zhao army had no way to contain it. There were only injured soldiers and some who happened to collide.
The unlucky guy who joined the Zhao army was captured.
All that's left are some horses and a few supplies.
After the battle between Zhao and Hun, the Zhao army looked down upon this thing at all, but the Yan army regarded it as a treasure. They had not made extra money for a long time. Although they had to hand over part of it, they could still get 10% of it.
Up to 20%, as long as it is not excessive, the above usually turn a blind eye.
Of course, as long as you are discerning, you won’t take too much.
"Why do you still treat the prisoners?" Qu Jing asked strangely. After so many years of fighting, this was the first time he saw someone rescuing a prisoner. Was he here to fight or for charity?
"The captive is just a corpse after being killed, but if he is cured and brought back, he can be sold as a slave, which can be sold for 20,000 yuan. If he is allowed to cultivate the land, even if he cultivates only 50 acres, he can produce 300 shi of grain every year. The state collects
Half is one hundred and fifty shi of grain. One shi of grain is 30 yen, which is 4,500 yen per year. It is 45,000 yen in ten years. If one hundred acres of land is cultivated, it is 90,000 yen in ten years. And we
All you have to pay is some medicinal materials and labor, and the total is only twenty dollars." Li Mu said.