The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

When the white light flashed, a gust of wind suddenly blew up on the flat ground, and then a strong oppressive force enveloped it. In the gust of violent wind, a figure slowly appeared in the sight of everyone.

The Xiliang soldiers who were originally full of murderous intent and fighting spirit, now have gray and lost spirits in their eyes, like an old man who is ignorantly waiting for his own death.

Gao Zhi sat on the horse with satisfaction.

In his mind, everything around him clearly appeared.

Whether it is the leaves swaying in the wind, or the grass insects crawling on the ground, everything is clearly reflected in his mind.

When his mental power was radiant and scattered, the qi gang that was released indistinctly had the most direct connection with him, and with the rhythm of the wind, all the surrounding information was transmitted to the brain.

In the end, the billowing gunpowder smoke still covered up the splashed blood on the ground, and in the cold windy air, there was still a strong smell of blood.

At this point, the defenders of Fort Meiwu were completely defeated, and the army under Li Jue's command suffered all casualties and fled in all directions. That massacre ruined the last trace of morale of those defeated soldiers.

Intercepted and hunted down by the wolf riders who were chasing after them, these Xiliang routs separated and reunited. At most, there were hundreds of them, but at the least, there were only a dozen or so.

Those Xiliang rout soldiers who didn't have the slightest fighting spirit obviously had no way to resist the fierce Bingzhou cavalry.

Just two cavalry squads of no more than 20 people are enough to kill more than a hundred Xiliang soldiers without fighting spirit.

Of course, to be honest, those Xiliang rout soldiers had no fighting spirit in the first place. Facing the situation where the general was running away, they had more extravagance and just ran for their lives blindly.

Basically, there is no resistance left, and most of the remaining soldiers were killed. When the army's morale is in chaos, morale is demoralized, and everyone's thoughts are broken, giving up resistance is destined to happen.

"Drink!"

Niu Mang raised his hand viciously, and split the man and the horse in half with an axe. Even well-trained Xiliang soldiers would feel intimidated by that terrifying wrist strength.

The war is over, and those Xiliang soldiers who were still stubbornly resisting just now have also become captives who surrendered.

Niu Mang saw the other party from a distance, glanced roughly, this time he was afraid that there were twice as many captives as himself!

He was in a mess, and his face was covered with dirt from the smoke.

Pairs of panicked eyeballs, the palms of their hands that had discarded their weapons, were trembling, and their fighting spirit was gone.

Now on the battlefield, Gao Zhi is silent, the deputy general is gathering and commanding the Bingzhou wolf cavalry, and Niu Mang, who has a lot of prestige among Xiliang soldiers, has temporarily obtained the right to deal with the next prisoners.

The lives and deaths of these soldiers, now, perhaps, will be ruined here because of his words!

Niu Mang poked his palm, glanced silently at Tongze's corpse on the ground, paused for a moment, spat hard, then changed his expression, and shouted sharply, "Kill, leave no one behind!"

Six hundred and eight rich laundering

"Stop!" Gao Zhi shouted loudly, stopping Niu Mang's reckless behavior in time.

This is an era when human life is as cheap as worthless.

People in this world don't seem to take life too seriously.

Whether it is their own or someone else's, literati seek fame, warriors value martial virtues, even those who are a little afraid of death will be willing to run around for money.

Money, power, sex, fame, no one can easily escape from this vicious circle that cannot be circumvented or exited.

For them, life is always the last priority, especially in war, whether it is the enemy or their own soldiers, there are only two words to describe it, and that is the word 'iron and blood'.

However, Gao Zhi still had no way to order the killing of prisoners after the war.

"You step back, here is a decision."

rumbling~

The horse's nostrils were panting hot, and the sweat from his body was constantly swaying into the air along with the blood soaked in his hair.

"The survivors live, the rest die!" Gao Zhi shouted with a cold glint in his eyes.

With a roar, coupled with the raised spears and broadswords all around, the bright eyes of panic in the darkness turned ugly.

I wait for the wish to surrender!I wait for the wish to surrender!

Huh~ I've already put down my weapon, don't kill me, I'll surrender!I am willing to surrender!

down!

I am willing to surrender!

There were countless voices of surrender on the battlefield, one or two. After seeing someone surrendering, the others also put down their weapons in a decent manner, and surrendered on the battlefield.

The Bingzhou army rushed in from all directions like wolves and tigers, and drove the surrendered soldiers together, and the soldiers behind quickly collected the scattered weapons.

Regarding the surrender of these soldiers, Gao Zhi didn't care at all. He waved his slightly tired right arm and shouted, "Everyone, gather the prisoners, collect supplies for me on the spot, and find a cart that can carry them!"

With a hiss, the blood-colored figure turned around and left without looking at the crowd again, as if it was just an insignificant order.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

In an instant, the Bingzhou soldiers beat their chests and screamed like wolves and tigers.

Roar roar~

Bloody and panting wolves rode horses and galloped on the battlefield, passing orders in their mouths.

And those Xiliang soldiers who were attached to Niu Mang on the battlefield also cooperated and let out bursts of excited roars.

The sky-shattering roar, it was an excited roar that could not be described in words, the sound was louder and louder, and when it reached the ears, it became more and more clear.

Those who had just finished the battle, one by one excitedly, raised the weapons in their hands high, raising the spoils that symbolized glory high.

For a moment, the roar of Gao Zhi's victory was everywhere.

"Hula la"

The flag symbolizing the Bingzhou wolves is also dotted with patches of bright red, and even missing a corner. It is hunting in the cold wind, but in the eyes of those Bingzhou wolves, it is so dazzling and swaying.

"Report to the general!"

"Say!"

"General, we are not moving the carrying supplies."

"General, it's not easy to find the materials for the cart?"

"Then open the door for me!"

"General!"

"Say!"