The entire rear army of the Yan people has become a sea of fire at this moment. The wind of Zhao State has never favored outsiders. The wind of Zhao State is loyal to the will of the warriors. The dry grain and grass burned into raging flames, swallowing up one adjacent car after another.
, or people. The soldiers of the Yan people fled in all directions. The original desertion situation was already very serious. Now, the Yan people's rear army has bombed the camp again. The number of people who killed each other is far more than that of the Zhao people.
killed.
The Yan people, whose army was demoralized and had traveled a long distance, simply could not withstand such an attack.
The rear army of the Yan people did not form a solid wall to stop the Zhao people as Li Fu ordered. Instead, they were the first to collapse. Only the cavalry who came to support from the Chinese army bit the Zhao people.
They refused to let go, but the Zhao people did not evacuate together. They evacuated separately. There were not many people at first. After they separated, they charged towards the dense forest. After losing the light of the bonfire and flames, these people who did not understand geography at all
Foreigners have no way of chasing Zhao people.
Li Fu directed the central army to command, the chariots charged, and the infantry followed, as if there were two arms stretching out from the central army, wrapping the entire rear army, and finally joining together to surround the entire rear army.
, Li Fu then ordered to narrow the encirclement, and all the Zhao people must be left behind! The soldiers of the Yan people held spears, moved in an orderly manner, and kept approaching the rear army. The encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, but when the soldiers came
When they got to the nearest place, they didn't see Zhao Ren alive.
The sound of burning sounds a bit harsh. The soldiers in the rear are hurriedly putting out the fire. The ground is full of corpses, including Zhao people and Yan people. The grain and grass carts placed one after another are already covered by the flames.
Swallowing, Li Fu looked at the flames blankly, his whole body trembling. The captain in charge of protection walked to Li Fu. His face was covered with gray. The tears he shed washed away the gray and black, revealing two clean lines.
Tears.
"General... the food and grass are gone, gone... gone...", he just said repeatedly, tears couldn't help falling, and the dagger in Lifu's hand fell, and he grabbed it
The captain's neck was grabbed and he yelled fiercely: "Who asked you to use the grain cart to set up camp?! Why do you put the grain cart outside?!" The captain was grabbed by the neck and just cried but did not speak.
, Li Fu suddenly dropped him.
The flame brought warmth, but Li Fu's heart was so cold.
My whole body felt cold.
Zhao Kuo was still on horseback. This was a fragile era. From armor to weapons, everything was so fragile. A spear would easily break if it just hit the enemy, and the same was true for a dagger, which could only be slashed a few times.
, couldn't hold it up, but in this fragile era, there are a group of the toughest people. Zhao Kuo held the horse's neck tightly with both hands. The baptism of the cold wind could keep him awake. He still remembered everything he had ordered.
.
He still remembered the last place to gather, this dense forest. He had been familiar with it for many days with everyone, but in this late night, he really couldn't identify the direction. However, he did not hesitate or stop. The horse kept moving.
As he ran wildly and shuttled through the dense forest, Zhao Kuo gradually heard the sound of horse hooves, and several knights appeared behind him. They were scarred and could not hide the joy of seeing Ma Fuzi again.
They shouted, using Zhao language that Zhao Kuo was familiar with. Zhao Kuo saw Wang Fan, and Wang Fan followed him on his left. Zhao Kuo stretched out his left hand and took the flag from his hand. Wang Fan
Stunned, Zhao Kuo slowly raised the flag. The flag was already very broken, with residual blood and burnt embers. Under the bright moonlight, the two characters "horse suit" looked so ferocious. Zhao Kuo's throat rolled, he
He wanted to shout victory, but he could only roar like a wild beast.
More and more knights came one after another, and everyone followed Zhao Kuo, Zhao Fu, Handan Zao, and Zhao Bu. They didn't say a word, they just followed the horses and obeyed them.
Finally, they came to an open highland. This was the deepest part of the dense forest. There was a stone. Zhao Kuo ordered everyone to put cloth around it for easy identification. Zhao Kuo reined in his horse and the horse neighed. This was what Handan had practiced countless times.
However, Zhao Kuo did it unintentionally. Zhao Kuo's horse was also very tired. It was very tired, with its head lowered, panting, and motionless. Zhao Kuo rode the horse, turned around and looked at
Everyone.
The knights stopped one after another and looked at Zhao Kuo firmly. Zhao Kuo was counting their number. There were only fifty-three knights standing in front of Zhao Kuo. Zhao Kuo felt severe pain in his heart.
This pain was far greater than the physical scars he suffered. He gritted his teeth and was speechless for a long time. The speech he had planned for victory also came to an abrupt end at this moment, and Zhao Kuo fell into silence.
A horse slowly walked up to Zhao Kuo. Handan Zao lowered his head and rode the horse. He raised his head and his face was extremely pale.
"General...we won?"
"We won." Zhao Kuo nodded.
Handan Zao laughed, and then his face became frozen. He fell down from his horse. Zhao Kuo suddenly jumped off the horse and rushed towards Handan Zao. Everyone dismounted, and Handan Zao fell to the ground.
His back was full of arrows. Zhao Kuo trembled, rushed to his side, picked him up in a hurry, and shouted: "Who knows medicine? Go and call the doctor! Hurry!!"
Handan Zao groaned in pain. He looked at Zhao Kuo, his eyes full of fear and tears.
"General... I'm going to die? I'm going to die?? I don't want to die, General, I'm afraid, I'm going to die... Save me, I don't want to die... I..." Handan Zao said hurriedly
Shouting, Zhao Kuo hugged him tightly, "No, you won't die, I will save you, you won't die... Don't worry, it's okay." Handan Zao opened his mouth,
Breathing violently, "It hurts, it hurts...General...I...I can't breathe...I...please...save me...save..."
"Father...Mother..." Handan Zao's whole body twitched violently, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth. His face gradually froze, and his eyes stared blankly at Zhao Kuo. Tears suddenly fell from his eyes, but he never stopped.
at every turn.
"No...no...no...", Zhao Kuo hugged Handan Zao and burst into tears. The knights slowly lowered their heads, Zhao Fu closed his eyes and sighed, while Handan Zao
Zhao Bu, his good friend, was kneeling on the ground at this moment, bursting into tears. Zhao Kuo hugged Handan Zao and couldn't hold back his tears. It was as if a blade had cut through his heart. The heartbreaking pain made Zhao Kuo miserable.
It's hard to breathe.
"You chestnut-bellied man!! I will kill you!!!"
.........
Deep in the jungle, there is an extra tomb.
The war was not over yet, so Zhao Kuo could not take away Handan Zao's corpse. The graveyard was dug very deep to prevent wild beasts from desecrating Handan Zao's corpse. Zhao Kuo personally dug out the cemetery for him, and Handan Zao was buried there.
Under the soil, everyone piled stones into a circle around it and inserted branches. Zhao Kuo stood in front of the tomb without saying a word to see Handan Zao off. The knights lit a bonfire. They had just experienced a
They were very tired from fighting in the field and needed to rest.
In the following days, sixteen more knights arrived here. They were chased too quickly and had to take a detour back here. Around Handan Zao, there were several more tombs piled with stones.
However, there were no corpses in these graves. Their corpses were left in the Yan camp. Zhao Kuo cut open the wine bags and poured them one by one in front of many graves.
Zhao Fu stood in the distance. He looked at Zhao Kuo who was all bandaged up. Zhao Kuo suffered a lot of injuries. He took the lead and charged at the front. Zhao Fu was a little scared to see the dense wounds all over his body. He was dealing with them.
During the process, Zhao Kuo remained silent and said nothing. It seemed that these pains were nothing. Seeing Zhao Kuo sitting in front of the tomb, Zhao Fu finally walked to him and sat down.
"Why wasn't I the one who died..." Zhao Kuo murmured.
"What did you say?" Zhao Fu didn't hear clearly and asked.
Zhao Kuo frowned, stood up slowly, looked at Zhao Fu and said, "Let the soldiers rest for another day. Tomorrow, we will rush to Bairen at full speed."
"only!"
In front of the tomb, a line of large characters was carved with a dagger.