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First Section 342

"Your Majesty, call back Mingjin. Ten thousand warriors have already been lost just after reaching the city, and it will be over if we continue to fight."

Ashina looked at the arrows planted on the ground like wheat grains on the battlefield. A total of 50 arrows seemed to be covered with a layer of black floor tiles.

"Ming Jin received......"

"kill..........."

Hearing the sound of killing from behind, Ashina's face changed drastically: "Didn't the scouts investigate? Where did the ambushes outside the city come from?"

Talmu's face also changed in surprise: "My lord, the scouts have already checked the terrain with a radius of ten miles and there is no ambush at all."

"Then where did this ambush come from? Why didn't the scouts send a signal when they were all in front of us?"

"Your Majesty, let's withdraw our troops first, otherwise it will be over."

"Mingjin withdraws troops."

But the sound of rushing and killing came from all directions, and they had already fought together.

In many dense forests outside the city, Commander Qi looked at the group of guards behind him: "How is it? Have you cleaned everything up?"

"Return to Commander, all the scouts behind the Turkic Army have been cleaned up."

"Yuan Qing, Liu Yang, where is Zheng Xing?"

Li Qi's expression was gloomy: "He died in battle."

Commander Qi's face changed: "Where's the corpse? How did you die in battle?"

Li Qi waved his hand with a sigh, and a group of inner guards walked over carrying the three corpses.

Commander Qi closed his eyes as he watched the throats of the three men pierced by feather arrows: "The Turkic scouts are all sharpshooters among the sharpshooters, and they really deserve their reputation."

"Commander, these Turkic people have dealt with wild beasts for a long time, and they are extremely alert. Each of them has the arrow technique of piercing Yang with a hundred steps. The three of them were pierced through the throat by the feather arrow before they got close to the hundred steps."

Commander Qi withdrew the Yanling knife from his waist with a miserable expression: "Let's have a generous burial, each family's pension is 500 taels, each brother contributes to it, and I will take out 100 taels of silver to make up 1000 taels and send it back. Treat their relatives generously. "

The eyes of Li Qiyi's inner guards were a little moist: "Yes, Commander."

Chapter 4 Chapter Seven

People who have never been on the battlefield can't understand how shocking the scene is when the bones of tens of thousands of people are piled up together.

The corpses piled up like a mountain. This sentence describes the situation outside the city of Yingzhou at this time. The dilapidated flags are whistling by the cold wind, and there are many ominous birds such as vultures and crows hovering above the cloudy sky.

Waiting to peck at dead bodies.

Rivers of blood?Bleeding and drifting?I'm afraid it's impossible to describe this tragic situation, it's like a hell on earth.

In Zhang Kuang's hand, the armor was stained red with blood, and there was no clean spot.

Tens of thousands of people behind him stood as solemnly as the general, and the swords in their hands were still dripping with blood, staining the snow-white land outside Yingzhou city red.

There was a sound of galloping horses coming from the north, and they raised their hooves and stopped a few dozen steps away from Zhang Kuang and the soldiers.

The blood on Xiong Kaishan's face had already been blown by the cold wind and solidified, turning over, Xiong Kaishan put the horizontal knife into the sheath and walked gently in front of Zhang Kuang with a desolate expression: "General, the Turkic horses run too fast. Catch up."

Zhang Kuang looked at the gloomy sky with melancholy: "Take stock of the battlefield, let the commander in the army report the results of the battle, burial the brothers who died in battle, and prepare the roster."

"Follow the order."

Zhang Kuang walked towards the city alone with his Mo Dao in his hand, a loud voice came from behind the silence: "Victory, victory."

"All the soldiers listen to the order and clean up the battlefield."

"The commanders of Longwuwei began to order their soldiers to clean up the battlefield and collect supplies."

After a night of silence, Zhang Kuang's generals gathered in the General's Mansion in the early morning of the next day, waiting for Zhang Kuang's arrival, chatting a few words from time to time, judging by the joy on his face, he must have gained a lot.

"The general is here."

"The last general will join the battle."

Zhang Kuang's eyes were tinged with black, he obviously stayed up all night, and he walked steadily and forcefully to his position: "Generals, get up."

"Thank you, General."

Putting the helmet on the table, Zhang Kuang sat down: "Military commander, report the results of the battle."

Cao Zhongjun, dressed in civilian attire, came out holding a thick booklet in his hand.

"Returning to General, this battle lasted a total of fifteen days, and there were 110 and three confrontations. A total of 1000 people were beheaded, 2000 people were captured, 23 horses were disturbed, and [-] carts of food and grass were disturbed. Among them, the leader ranks [-]."

"How about the battle damage?"

"This?" Army Central Secretary Cao looked at Zhang Kuang in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

Sima in the army came out gently to signal Si Cao to retreat.

"General, the lower officials will report the damage to Longwuwei."

"speak."

Sima in the army took the brochure in Si Cao's hand: "Returning to the general, the battle lasted fifteen days. About 6000 soldiers were killed, 200 were seriously injured, and 9000 were slightly injured. The most serious, a total of 3000 people, including 200 light cavalry, 1000 archers, and more than 800 heavy cavalry."

"More than 6000 people died in battle, and another [-] brothers were buried in other places and could not return home. This general is ashamed of their wives, children, and children."

"General, this battle can be described as a catastrophic victory. The losses of the Turks are more than three and a half times that of ours. In addition, the prisoners captured a large number of war horses, which can be described as a victory that has never been seen in more than ten years."

"The general is mighty."

"The general is mighty."

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Zhang Kuang slammed the table with a cold face: "A complete victory? Is this called a complete victory? According to the city, the Turkic people are weak and thin, and they have caused such losses. Is this a complete victory? How many brothers will be lost when the army is strong? Ten thousand, twenty thousand, or the entire army will be wiped out?"

A group of generals lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

"Don't forget that the number of bows and arrows used in this war is the largest ever. There are nearly 60 arrows of various kinds, but only more than [-] people were shot and killed. What is there to be proud of in such a result?"

"General, the Turkic people are superb in riding skills. They hang their bodies on the belly of the horse and gallop the horses so hard to hit them. Nearly 60 of the 30 arrows were shot on the ground, and some of the Turkic people were hit by more than a dozen arrows. Only Yu."

"This is not a reason. The Turkic people can kill thousands of brothers by hanging on their horses and fighting back quickly. You can practice how they practice!"

"Order."

"The captured prisoners paid a lot of money and lured them into the bow and arrow camp to train archers. One person refused to accept and killed ten people, ten people refused to accept and killed a hundred, and a hundred people refused to accept and killed all of them."