The white color of fish belly appears in the east.
Guo Xu stretched himself, feeling satisfied.
Look, gold shines everywhere. He was kicked out of the political hall and sent to such a shabby place to do hard work. Didn't he make a great comeback?
After this battle, the eight tribes of Beihu will be divided again. Two of the tribes have completely disappeared due to civil strife. The remaining tribes have greatly reduced their population and have blood feuds with each other.
It can be said that the border areas will have stability for at least 20 to 30 years.
If you are lucky, forty or fifty years is not impossible.
What kind of great achievement is this?
Such great achievements have never been achieved since the founding of the country!
Well, how should I write this memorial to express my merits? Zong Xu will definitely not take the credit. For his sake, the more military merits, the better. Yang San can’t write it directly, because the emperor’s attitude towards him is a little bit
Weird. It seems that we can only share the credit among the generals, so Zong Xu will definitely agree. As for him, of course he must take the first credit!
Guo Xu thought happily, but saw the city gate suddenly opened wide.
He laughed and thought, Zong Xu is really good at getting things done. Did he open the city gate specially to welcome him back?
That's right, I think he can be alone, go to and from the enemy's camp, speak a few words, and retreat thousands of soldiers wisely, so he deserves the most solemn...
Wait! What is that?
Just as the sound of horse hoofbeats was heard, the elite of the Northwest Army, who had been trapped on the gravel slope for nearly two months, came out in full force. The huge Zong flag fluttered in the wind, and the knights on horseback were majestic.
"Generals - follow me to attack!" the general raised his sword and shouted loudly.
The soldiers behind him responded in unison, full of murderous intent.
Guo Xu looked at the leader with confusion. Wasn't this person Zong Xu? Wasn't he lying half-dead after being hit by a poisonous arrow? He also said that he might not be able to save his life...
Guo Xu's eyes opened wider and wider, and his anger became more and more intense. He couldn't help but chase after him and roared: "Zong Xu! I'm going to fork you!"
However, as soon as the cavalry passed by, his voice was drowned in the sound of horse hooves, and he finally took a mouthful of slush...
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When the Yin Qi dissipates, the generals attack.
After leaving the battlefield to them, Mingwei and Ning Xiu returned to Chengguan.
Although we played beautifully last night, it is not that simple to win Sutu.
This time when the Hu soldiers attacked, the Snow Wolf tribe had the largest number of people.
As for the Yin soldiers last night, they looked huge, but in fact they were limited in number, and their biggest role was to contain them.
Now that the sky is bright and the yin energy has dispersed, those Hu soldiers are finally freed from the entanglement of their ghosts.
Even if Zong Xu led most of the defenders to attack, they would still be at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. It was just that the opponent had been harassed all night, but he had eaten well and slept well, so he had an advantage in physical strength.
Mingwei and Ning Xiu stood on the city wall, watching the battle and eating breakfast.
"What happened to your formation last night?" Ning Xiu broke off a piece of hard steamed bun, put it in his mouth and grinded it slowly.
Mingwei took two bites of the big cake, but couldn't bite it anymore, so he simply put it in the tea soup to soak it.
She replied: "It's just gathering the yin energy and then using the soul-saving song to summon the souls. There's nothing special about it."
Ning Xiu said: "But the formation eye seems to have a mystery."
Ming smiled and said: "How can it be so easy to recruit Yin soldiers? You must have enough Yin energy to make the Yin soldiers appear. If there are not these living dead, I can recruit a hundred Yin soldiers at most, which is not enough to change the overall situation. But those living
Dead people are different. Each of them is filled with Yin Qi and is basically a container of Yin Qi. So when I set up the formation, I deliberately exposed the flaws and asked them to find the formation eye. When they broke the formation eye, they would be the same as the big one.
The formation is connected and becomes the provider of Yin Qi."
Ning Xiu chewed the buns silently for a while, until he finished eating one piece, he clapped his hands and said, "So mystic arts can play such a big role, but I thought it was boring."
Mingwei raised his eyebrows and asked narrowly: "Sir, do you regret it now? I can teach you! But in that case, you have to call me sir!"
Ning Xiu raised the corner of his mouth, showing a rare expression that resembled a smile.
He looked outside the city: "Do you think we can win?"
Mingwei said: "I believe in General Zongda."
By now, it was impossible for Sutu to win.
All the other tribes had fled, even if he had a numerical advantage, and his tired army defeated the elite army, his momentum was at a disadvantage.
He can't occupy the city gate.
Then the only way left for him is to return to the grassland.
After going back, I have two choices. One is to go back to Beihai to recuperate. Their Snow Wolf Tribe originated from Beihai. It is an extremely cold place and other tribes are not willing to go there. Wait ten or twenty years, and the Snow Wolf Tribe will be the leader again.
A powerful tribe. Second, collect the remaining troops and reunite the eight tribes.
Mingwei felt that with Su Tu's personality, it was very likely that he would choose the second one.
The soldiers and horses of the Snow Wolf Tribe were just scattered, but if they were united, they would still be fierce and brave. Then they would go back to the grassland and clean up those rebellious small tribes. They would annex them little by little and grow stronger little by little, until they were all swallowed up by him.
This way, there won't be any shortcuts.
It will take him many years to truly become the master of the grassland.
However, General Zongda will definitely not let him do what he does.
Whether Su Tu can return to the royal court safely depends on his ability and luck.
After a while, it turned out that the Snow Wolf Division was ready to break out.
They are indeed soldiers who have fought hundreds of battles, and they are still brave to this day.
Due to the numerical advantage, the Snow Wolf tribe finally broke through and left.
Zong Xu did not pursue him immediately, but turned around and returned to Chengguan.
After winning the battle, Qi Jun, who was still alive, cheered loudly.
Mingwei saw Yang Shu's figure. He was wearing a helmet and armor, and he looked unfamiliar to her.
But she saw that he, like the soldiers, took off his helmet and threw it into the sky with cheers, feeling extremely happy.
Mingwei smiled softly and decided to go back and rest first.
Recruiting so many underworld soldiers was no easier for her than the soldiers who had fought hard all night, so she quickly went back to sleep for a while.
When she woke up, she found Yang Shu lying next to her, sleeping more deeply than her.
Mingwei was curious and stretched out her hand to touch him from head to toe, only to find that he didn't have any injuries at all.
Is this person so lucky? After fighting hard all night, he was not injured?
Yang Shu was awakened by her touch, hugged her, pressed her on his chest, and said vaguely: "I'm exhausted, please spare me for a while, and I'll give you more supplies when I'm free."
Ming Wei heard that this was not right, and after figuring out the meaning, she felt angry and funny, and patted his chest: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Yang Shu actually woke up a little bit, but he was too lazy to move, so he continued to stay in bed holding her.
Unfortunately, not long after, Ah Xuan's voice sounded outside: "Sir, General Zong has invited you."
Yang Shu had no choice but to open his eyes and get up with all his willpower.
Mingwei took the time to ask him: "Aren't you going to pursue me?"
"Chase!" Yang Shu took the time to reply while brushing his teeth, "However, as you saw just now, there are only so many of us left. If we really pursue them, and the lone soldier goes deep into the grassland, it's hard to say who will suffer."
After spitting out the mouthwash and wiping his face casually, he continued: "So, we plan to wait a moment, and as soon as reinforcements arrive, we will send troops to the grassland - directly bypass the top, and let's cook the rice before we finish." (Not finished yet.