Long Chen planned to rest for a few months, but Wu Jian felt that this shouldn't be the case.
"Sir, we have won several great victories in a row. The morale of our brothers is high. We should continue to go west at once, break through Guancheng, go straight to Xingqing City, and destroy Xixia."
"Although we have some difficulties with food and grass now, Shile has more difficulties than us."
"My suggestion is to continue heading west and don't rest."
After conquering Yangcheng, Guancheng and Bailang Mountain were right in front of him. Wu Jian thought of the past, and the hatred in his heart burned like a burning fire, and he wished he could kill Shi Le immediately.
Long Chen understood Wu Jian's hatred, but the more so, the more calm he had to be.
"What do you think?"
Long Chen asked what the others meant.
Zhang Qian said: "I think it's okay to take a break. In fact, everyone is quite tired."
Wu Xiangyun said: "I'm afraid my sister's injury will need to be healed."
Bai Tingting was noncommittal, she was not too tired.
Long Chen looked at Han Ziping and the others and asked, "What do you think?"
Han Ziping said: "Brothers said they are a little tired."
Long Chen said to Wu Jian: "Old Wu, let's take a rest. Although Shi Le suffered a big loss, it is right to pursue the victory, but we must also be more stable."
"We already have a great advantage in this battle. We should have no problem winning, but we must try to reduce casualties as much as possible."
After destroying Xixia, Long Chen planned to march southward and destroy Nanliang.
The strength of the Long family army must be preserved, and it cannot kill one thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses.
This is also the reason why Long Chen chose to encircle rather than attack. He was conserving his strength.
Wu Jian sighed slightly and said, "Then let's take a rest."
"However, the prisoners in the city must be dealt with well. Keep these people for food."
Long Chen scratched his head and said: "I want to think about how to deal with it. If I don't handle it well, these people will run back again."
Tang Heizi said: "Sir, those who achieve great things must be ruthless. Let's kill all these people."
Long Chen shook his head slightly and said Said: "I'll think about how to deal with it, don't worry."
If Long Chen doesn't nod, they won't be able to kill the prisoners.
On the same day, Wu Jian ordered all the soldiers to rest on the spot, and at the same time comforted the people in the city, telling them what to do, whether to farm the land or to graze the animals, and the order of Yangcheng was slowly restored.
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Guancheng.
Shi Le slept very late before getting up. Xiao Liang, the guard of Guancheng, was waiting at the door early in the morning.
"I will finally pay my respects to the king."
Shi Le nodded slightly and asked: "How many soldiers and horses have returned?"
The defeated troops have been retreating towards Guancheng, and Xiao Liang has been gathering the defeated troops, so Shi Le asked this question.
Xiao Liang replied: "Back to the king, there are 80,000 iron kites, more than 50,000 monk soldiers, and about 100,000 other soldiers."
Shi Le made a rough estimate and couldn't help but sigh: "The loss is almost 200,000."
Xiao Liang also knew that the loss was too great, but he still comforted Shi Le: "Your Majesty, not all of the retreating soldiers are in Guancheng, some may have gone to other cities."
These were words of comfort, and Shi Le knew it, but he also had a sense of luck and hoped that it would be the case.
"How is the injury of the Imperial Master?"
Shi Le was very worried about Kong Ji.
Yesterday, Kong Jie looked so scary. He was bleeding too much and the bumpy ride made him feel like he was dying.
If Kong Ji dies, Shi Le will become the bare commander.
"General, I haven't seen it yet."
Xiao Liang had been guarding Shi Le and had no time to see how Kong Ji was doing.
Moreover, as a general, it was inappropriate for him to visit Kongji privately, as he could easily be accused of forming cliques for personal gain.
Shi Le didn't say anything and immediately walked towards the empty courtyard.
The yard gate is tight
Closed, it was quiet inside.
Xiao Liang stepped forward and knocked on the door, but there was no response.
"Open the door, the king is here to see the imperial master."
Xiao Liang shouted twice outside the door, but there was still no response from inside.
Xiao Liang looked back at Shi Le in surprise. Shi Le felt that something was wrong and immediately said: "Knock it away!"
The courtyard door was knocked open, and Shi Le strode in. He saw several monks lying at the door, their bodies already stiff. .??.
Xiao Liang shouted that something was wrong, and Shi Le opened the door and rushed to the room inside.
The bed was empty except for a little blood stain.
"Where are the people?"
Shi Le looked at the empty bed in shock, wondering where Kong Jing had gone.
Xiao Liang and the generals behind him followed in, all looking confused.
"Is it true that the Imperial Master has gone out?"
Xiao Liang's words were incoherent and he didn't know how to answer.
Shi Le shouted angrily: "Look! If you can't find the Imperial Master, come and see him!"
Xiao Liang immediately rushed out of the yard, summoned all the generals and soldiers in the city, and searched for Kong Ji.
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Yangcheng.
Long Chen was walking on the street, and the people in the city were walking out carrying hoes.
Seeing the Long Family Army, they were still a little scared.
Long Chen stopped a farmer and asked, "You go out to the city to farm, don't you take your cattle with you?"
The farmer saw that Long Chen was wearing the Eastern Zhou Dynasty clothes and knew that he was a general of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, so he did not hesitate to speak and said, "Ox? Our cattle have been eaten long ago."
"Those officers and soldiers were more powerful than bandits. They ate all the food at home, the cattle were eaten, and even my guard dog was eaten by them."
The farmer was very angry when he spoke, and Long Chen was speechless. The military discipline of the Xixia soldiers was a bit poor.
Long Chen smiled and continued walking west. When he arrived at Li's Liquor Shop, Long Chen stopped.
The wine shop has reopened, but there are not many customers.
During times of war and chaos, not many people had money to buy alcohol, so it was normal for business to be poor.
Long Chen walked in, picked up a seat and sat down, and the waiter immediately came over to greet him warmly.
"Guest, do you want to drink?"
Long Chen glanced at the waiter and said with a smile: "You should ask what kind of wine you want to drink? If you ask about drinking? You gave the guest a chance to refuse."
"If a guest says he doesn't want to drink, how do you respond? Kick him out?"
"You ask what kind of wine they want to drink, and the customer can only answer what kind of wine they want to drink, and your business is over."
The waiter suddenly understood and bowed and thanked: "Thank you for your advice, guest. What kind of wine would you like to drink?"
Long Chen said: "Bring the best wine."
The waiter immediately brought some clear liquor and asked, "What kind of food does the guest want to eat?"
Long Chen smiled and said: "I learn very quickly, a kid can be taught."
"Let's cut the mutton on a plate."
The waiter smiled and said: "Guest, wait a moment."
Soon, the mutton cuts arrived.
Long Chen drank wine and ate meat, and asked: "Isn't your shopkeeper here?"
The waiter immediately said: "Here, we are settling the bill at the counter."
The waiter pointed to the man behind the counter doing the billing.
Long Chen smiled and said, "I'm talking about Qianjinshi Gan Xin, isn't he here?"
The waiter's expression changed slightly, and he immediately smiled and said: "What did the guest say? I can't understand. What a million dollars."
Long Chen took a sip of wine and said: "It's nothing, it seems they are all gone, so forget it, you go down."
Long Chen drank a bottle of wine, finished the mutton cut, paid the bill, and slowly walked out of the wine shop.
After the people left, the waiter cleared the table, handed the money to the shopkeeper, and whispered: "He seems to know."
