The sky is full of power and anger, and the killing is completely abandoned.

When Zhang Liao's cavalry defeated the intercepted Wuhuan cavalry and appeared behind the main force of Wuhuan, groups of Wuhuan cavalry collapsed instantly like an avalanche, and their fierce appearance at the beginning of the war disappeared completely, leaving only a group of fleeing herdsmen.

They ignored the anger and whipping of the tribe's adults, and rushed to rush their mounts to run wildly. They ignored the Xiliang infantry cavalry chasing behind them. They just wanted to run faster than the people around them, and did not hesitate to escape from this terrifying battlefield as soon as possible.

Yuan Shang and Yuan Xi fled. Wuhuan Shanyu fled. The capable ministers also fled.

The head of King Supuma of the King of Qiao was raised high by the soldiers of the Western Liang Army.

But King Wuhuan, Tadun, refused to admit defeat. He looked back at his king flag, shouted hysterically, and led the cavalry around him to rush towards Yan Xing's big flag.

He also thought about capturing and killing the general of the Western Liang Army to obtain the final victory.

Unfortunately, his horse was shot down by a powerful crossbow when he was dozens of steps away from Yan Xing's big flag. The few cavalrymen around him were killed by the soldiers of the Western Liang army who rushed up. The seriously injured Tae Dun roared and struggled to get up, but soon his back was penetrated by a spear.

"ah--"

Tadun let out a trapped beast-like roar. He tried to open his eyes, which were blurred by blood, and swung his knife to slash at the soldiers of the Xiliang army behind him. But the next moment, his chest, abdomen and back were stabbed one after another by several spears. The Guanxi soldiers who were also red-eyed shouted and cut off the head of King Wuhuan, and his strong body was picked up by multiple spears.

"Wansheng!!!"

The Guanxi soldiers who defeated Wuhuan, who defeated Wuhuan, swung their fists and shouted loudly. Looking at the entire battlefield, all the Wuhuan cavalry fled in a hurry. The Guanxi soldiers who chased and died in the north easily reaped the lives of the losers on the battlefield. Facing the Wuhuan people who were dismounted and knelt on the ground begging for mercy, they still swung their swords and axes without hesitation and turned into bloodthirsty evil spirits.

The exhausted Xiahou Lan couldn't chase after fifty steps, but she had to stop because she was exhausted.

He could not see the entire battlefield, but only the infantry and cavalry in the army chased in front. Many battalions even lost their troops and were in chaos during the pursuit. If another Wuhuan cavalry appeared at this time, it would not be necessary to rush to the death like he was like shaking a mountain at the beginning, and they could easily defeat them.

Fortunately, the main force of the Wuhuan people was defeated, and there were no other winners on the battlefield except them.

For a moment, Xiahou Lan, who was standing on the battlefield, looked blankly, with mixed feelings, and her ears were filled with the sound of chasing people. The bodies of the Guanxi soldiers and Wuhuan people around her fell to the ground in different postures, and the blood was silently soaked in this land that had just experienced a great war.

The infantry who lined up in front to resist the charge of the Wuhuan cavalry was the most severely injured. Many veteran soldiers in the army, such as Song Sima, who had been through many battles, did not survive this bloody battle. Several groups of people were replaced by Xiahou Lan until no one was on the way. The comrades in Gongsun Xu's army had long disappeared.

His ears began to roar, and his vision gradually blurred. In the end, all the people and horses disappeared, and he seemed to be the only one left between heaven and earth. Until he could no longer hold on, he was alone, and with a clang, the weapon fell down and fell on the battlefield where the body was buried.

Finally, I can sleep peacefully again.

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On the third day after the battle, Xiahou Lan, who was sore and soft and had a pain in his wound, woke up from his coma with a grin. Another injured soldier immediately came over in the tent and looked at the lucky one who was also pursuing his life on the battlefield.

In these days, the Guanxi army that won the battle was resting and recuperating, and Xiahou Lan was temporarily placed in the wounded barracks. Because there were many slandered soldiers in the army, and the war had not yet ended, the soldiers in the wounded barracks were grabbed by the soldiers. The wounded wounds like Xiahou Lan were bandaged and were poured into rice porridge several times in coma, and finally they were supported by the lower-level military officers.

Trying to recall the memories that remained in my mind, the team he was originally in was seriously injured and would probably be reorganized in eight out of ten. New military orders and rewards had not been issued yet, and the progress of the war was unclear. Xiahou Lan sighed, and he was alone and confused about his future again.

Helplessly, Xiahou Lan, who was in a depressed mood, could only inquire about the situation from other injured soldiers.

As a result, what shocked him was the news of the surrender of the Wuhuan people.

Wuhuan Shanyu Louban, who had fled back to Liucheng, suddenly turned against him and killed the King of Khan Lu, who also fled back to the city. He then sent his confidants and wizards from the tribe to take the heads of the talented minister, to the camp of the soldiers in Guanxi, begging for surrender to General Yan Xing.

Now, the heads of the capable ministers of the Khan Lu king of Wuhuan, who were able to resist him were piled up with the heads of the other two kings, and they were shaking the great martial arts of the soldiers and horses in Guanxi to conquer the Wuhuan.

As heard from other wounded soldiers, General Cavalry also accepted the surrender of the Wuhuan people, sent Zhang Liao and his troops to the city to take over the city defense of Liucheng, and sent generals and officers to lead troops to investigate the Hu, Han people and livestock of the surrendered Wuhuan tribe.

The war to fight against the Wuhuan was coming to an end. The Wuhuan, the three counties in the north, which had suffered for decades, was eliminated. The soldiers would soon embark on the triumphant return journey with a large number of prisoners and livestock.

"this.."

Xiahou Lan was speechless, and the progress of the war made him at a loss.

"Woo woo woo woo--"

Just at this moment, a familiar sound of trumpets sounded in the military camp, and all the wounded soldiers felt a sudden slap in their hearts when they heard the sound. This is the trumpet of the army summoning troops. Could it be—

Xiahou Lan was the first to run out of the tent, and he saw wounded soldiers from other tents running out to watch. Not far away, a group of soldiers wearing armor and carrying soldiers gathered into square formations amid the call from the generals on horseback, and some cavalrymen also went out of the camp one after another, not knowing where to go.

The thoughts of those who are superior in the army are becoming increasingly difficult to understand.

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"Han'er is the most untrustworthy, you--"

In the tent of the central army commander, several Wuhuan nobles who were held tightly cursed and wanted to struggle to resist. Then, Yan Xing's personal guards wiped their necks in public. Blood suddenly splattered in the tent, and the smell of blood filled the scent. The wizard of the Wuhuan tribe who fell on Hu's bed looked straight at the Han general who had turned against his word. He was unable to resist and could only issue the most vicious curse.

"You have violated the oath you made before the gods, and have angered the gods. He will bring down his anger and burn you and your army to death. Your souls will be turned into ashes. Your descendants will be entangled with evil spirits forever and will not be liberated—"

"Old dog, you still dare to talk nonsense. Now Mr. Nai cooks you."

The captain Wang Zhong was furious when he heard this. His red wine-trunk nose became more visible. He grabbed the thin Wuhuan wizard like a chicken, and strode out of the tent, and actually wanted to cook and kill the Wuhuan wizard alive.

In a moment, the Wuhuan people in the tent were slaughtered. Then the Wuhuan people who were still unaware of it in Liucheng.

Seeing the soldiers dragging the corpse and cleaning the blood, Yan Xing's face was silent, as if nothing had happened.

Who would have thought that after the risky expedition to Wuhuan, the military strategy of the Guanxi Army's senior management would be so conservative: the land of Youzhou would be centered on Ji County, leaving a general to lead his troops to garrison, relying on the natural barrier of the Yanshan Mountains to farm and maintain farming and recuperate.

The future direction of military use will only be in the south for a long time, with defense in the north, and the western Liaoning and other places, and the troops will not go out of the frontier, Liaodong and other places.

For this reason, the population of the Hu and Han people of the Wuhuan tribes surrendered in western Liaoning and other places had to migrate back to Youzhou, Jizhou and other places. A large-scale purge of the Wuhuan people to "rebellion after surrendering" was immediately concocted.

The generals and schoolmen in Guanxi who had won bloody battles were all sharpened, intending to double the pain and torture of these days to the adults of the Wuhuan tribe. The nobles such as the Wuhuan Shanyu Louban in Liucheng were the first to be affected.

In their opinion, Liucheng City has weak defense. Even if Wuhuan does not surrender, the Guanxi army, which has gathered the supplies of the rear army, can easily break through the main equipment. Although Wuhuan surrenders now, the other tribes will not be fine. However, the nobles of these famous Wuhuan kings in the city cannot easily spare.

Yan Xing knew in his heart that once the military discipline that could be maintained in the Han area in the past was opened up here, the soldiers who were suffering from the war would inevitably bring to Liucheng a disaster of destruction.

But he still chose to let it go, eliminate all evil, and solve the unruly Wuhuan nobles who were poor and rebellious, so that the northern country could more securely absorb and accommodate hundreds of thousands of Hu and Han people who were about to be included in the household registration.

Thinking of the curse before his death of the Wuhuan wizard who was killed by Wang Zhongceng, a flame also rose in Yan Xing's deep eyes.

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Fire! Revenge fire is everywhere!

At night, the blazing flames could be seen everywhere in Liucheng City.

After looting the Shanyu golden tent, the soldiers who committed the crime quickly cut the butcher's knife at the other Wuhuan nobles and civilians in the city.

The soldiers armed with soldiers held a torch and killed everywhere. In the distance, the black smoke rolled, laughter, crying, screams, moans, begging for mercy were intertwined. The most primitive emotions in the human body were vented here, blood flowing into a stream, killing people to fill the city.

Nearby, a group of open and fire-ridden Guanxi soldiers had just robbed a Wuhuan noble family. All the Hu noble men were massacred on the spot. Young women were dragged away. The soldiers carried their hands on their shoulders, regardless of the burning flames and the old and weak Hu people who were bound and expelled like livestock.

Suddenly, a Hu Er struggled to break free from the rope, rushed forward and knocked away a Guanxi soldier, trying to steal his mother and sister back from them.

"court death!"
Chapter completed!