The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Not far away, a young man in black clothes and silver armor, riding a tall, fit, snow-white chasing horse, stepped into the battle under the moonlight and firelight.

"It's General Wen!"

Shouting excitedly, everyone's eyes focused on Wen Jue.

As if Wen Jue didn't realize it, he rode his horse and pointed straight at Han Rulie. When he approached, Lie Ma raised his leg high and stepped on Han Rulie's head impartially, stepping on Han Rulie's head, which was so painful that he was almost demented. In the bloody mud of the battlefield, he stepped on his body, stepped forward, bent over, and pulled out the Weeping Blood Sword inserted into the mud.

"Transfer General Qu and all the wounded, and immediately evacuate the formation." Wen Jue raised his voice and ordered.

As expected of being well-trained, Qu's army did as soon as they heard the words, and within a moment, [-] cavalry came through the wind and rushed straight towards the enemy camp along the road they had just vacated.

The sound of shouting and killing shook the sky for a while.

Qu's army, who had been desperate a moment ago and was ready to shed blood on the scene at any time, was able to survive in a blink of an eye and feel proud. On the contrary, the Southwest Army was caught off guard and in chaos.

It means that Feng Shui turns in turn, who will be spared by the heavens!

Originally, this battle had begun to end, killing these remnants, they would be able to cross the Xunjiang sky barrier, occupy Xuncheng, and then send troops all the way north, who would want to kill Cheng Yaojin halfway.

Shura Guisha, who was in charge of life and death, was hung over his head by a guillotine.

That feeling can be imagined.

Because of crossing the river by boat, all the infantry and sailors who came here this time, facing the elite cavalry of the Iron Cavalry Battalion with great mobility and impact, in a blink of an eye, they became ears of wheat under the scythe of death, forming into pieces. The pieces fell down.

On the warship by the river, there were still soldiers who had time to come down to participate in this battle in the future. When they saw this battle, they were frightened and stopped the pace of landing.

Seeing this, the King of Southwest ordered with his eyes bursting with anger, "All get off the boat to meet the enemy, and whoever dares to be a deserter will be killed—"

"My lord, there are too many reinforcements. We only brought 2 horses to cross the river this time. Even if the rest of the boat were to get off, it would be difficult to turn the tide of the battle. If the green hills remain, we may not be afraid of running out of firewood!" Duan Shikai, the commander of the right-wing army of the Southwest Army, exhorted.

The loss of love and the fact that Tu Mengzhan, who had a deep hatred for Wen Jue, calmed down a lot when he heard the words, "Withdraw!"

With his approval, Duan Shikai immediately ordered in a loud voice: "After the [-]th division of the right wing is broken, the rest of the people should not be interested in fighting and evacuate quickly."

As if waiting for him to send a signal, Tu Mengzhan gave an order, and the Southwest soldiers immediately started to retreat.

But on the battlefield, often only those who are desperate have more chances to survive. Once they escape, they will leave their backs to the enemy. Therefore, in the following time, more soldiers from the Southwest, one after another The arrows fell down, but the soldiers of the [-]th Division who were ordered to stay behind died a little less.

The emerald green Xunjiang River was dyed bright red.

And this long red river provided a way for the Southwest King to escape.

"Don't let them run away!"

A sharp-eyed cavalryman noticed this scene and shouted loudly.

Wen Jue took off the longbow from his back with his backhand, aimed at Tu Mengzhan's face and shot at it. Unfortunately, the night was cloudy and the distance was too far. With his keen intuition, Tu Mengzhan, who had experienced many battles, could hear the sound of breaking wind In an instant, the quick-eyed hand quickly pulled a guard beside him to block him.

The guard was shot through the throat by Wen Jue's arrow, his pupils shrank suddenly and his eyes protruded.

Seeing this, the other crew members on the ship were in chaos for a while, and everyone was in danger.

Duan Shikai said: "My lord, if you don't leave, it will be too late."

Anyone who hears this will understand what it means.

Tu Mengzhan looked ugly, but after a brief hesitation, he still listened to Duan Shikai's suggestion.

He raised his hand and waved, and the soldiers on the boat immediately stepped forward.

The soldiers who had already reached the middle of the springboard begged in horror: "No, no, let me go, please let me go first!"

The soldiers on board were indifferent, and the movement of pushing the gangplank did not stop at all.

They dare not be soft-hearted, and they can't be soft-hearted. If the delay continues, everyone will be buried here!

In the next second, several screams pierced the sky, and a dozen soldiers fell into the icy river with the thick springboard.

The King of Southwest left with more than a thousand soldiers who "luckily" boarded the ship, and left in one of the warships. In order to prevent the merchant army from chasing them by boat, he even burned all the remaining ships that were not on fire in the rear.

The Southwestern soldiers who were left behind looked at the raging fire that dyed half of the sky red by the river, and at the warships drifting away beyond the raging fire, their eyes showed unbelievable astonishment.

They are... abandoned!

When they were desperate, they even lost the instinct to fight, and just stared blankly at the warship going away.

Seeing this, the iron cavalry soldiers immediately swung their weapons more bravely.

The southwestern soldiers whose morale has been shattered can only be slaughtered.

"Stop—"

However, at this moment, Wen Jue raised his hand, stopping the unstoppable killing steps of his subordinates.

Facing the remnant southwestern army on the opposite side looking at him, who was even more astonished than when he learned that he was abandoned by their leader just now, he said slowly: "Listen, people on the opposite side, if you voluntarily surrender, this general will stay." Everyone dies."

Hearing the words, the abandoned Southwest soldiers seemed to see a glimmer of life again.

But at this time, someone suddenly said loudly: "Brothers, don't believe what this bastard says. He is Wen Chongzhou. You have forgotten that he was the one who killed my [-] brothers in the southwest. If I When you really listen to his words at this time and surrender your arms, you will definitely end up in the same way, and the left and right will die, so it is better to carry it to the end, and if you can kill one, it is one."

Seeing that these people were about to be moved by him, who would have thought that someone would bring this up again.

Those remnant soldiers were blushed immediately by incitement, and they were about to fight the merchant army to the death in the next second. Seeing this, Wen Jue almost scolded his mother in his heart.

——It seems that Wen Chongzhou's dark history of killing [-] prisoners has never been cleared up by Fa in his entire life.

When I came to this world, how many times has this been revealed?

Pressing the center of his brows tiredly, Wen Jue continued to reason with them: "Our army has a reinforcement of [-] iron cavalry. If this general really intends to kill you, how long do you think you will be able to fight with the remaining thousand remaining soldiers? How long will this general want?" It’s only a blink of an eye to destroy you, but I think that you and others are my Great Shang’s people, fellow citizens of flesh and blood, and don’t want to kill each other, so I want to give you a chance.”

"Hmph—little words and deceitful words. Even if we die, we will not succumb to that stupid king and traitors like you."

Immediately someone echoed: "Yes, even if we die, we will not throw the city to you and other thieves."

"Brothers, let's go, let's kill one today without loss, and kill two to make a sure profit. It can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people!"

The hopeless Southwest remnants raised their arms again.

Seeing this, Wen Jue suddenly smiled.

The deep laughter seemed extremely strange and inexplicable in this bloody night.

Xue Qingyu was the school lieutenant of the remaining army, and in today's terms he was the division commander. He raised his long sword and pointed it at Wen Jue, and asked sharply, "You dog thief, what are you laughing at?"

They are traitors and thieves who keep their mouths shut, but Wen Jue is not angry at all.

"What is this general laughing at? I laugh at you for talking about eliminating harm for the people, but you don't even know what the harm is." The man riding on the snow-white Chaser Horse was calm, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger, and the cold moonlight slowly fell. On his body in silver armor and black robes, his figure is more and more elegant, and his temperament is exquisite.

The sword in his hand was still dripping with blood, but there was no trace of murderousness around him. He looked at them quietly with a pair of deep eyes, showing a sincere and compassionate expression.

Such a person would actually show such an expression.

The Shang army with their backs turned to Wen Jue couldn't see it, but the soldiers in the southwest who were facing him were all shocked by those eyes.

Xue Qingyu couldn't help but continued to ask: "What do you mean by that?"

Wen Jue said: "Nowadays the world is in chaos, wars have been raging for years, and the common people are struggling to live. To find out the root cause is that the treacherous officials are in power and the politics are unclear. But most of the soldiers in front of you are no more than ordinary people, and now they are standing here throwing their heads away. Blood, either to defend the country, or to seek a way of life, some are forced to wear this uniform... What is wrong with them? The real instigator, the culprit, is living and drinking in the temples and magnificence. You guys If you want to hate, you should hate them; if you want to kill, you should also kill them. As for the soldiers who are victims before you, what can you earn by killing them?"

With these words, not only the remnants of the southwest army were speechless, but even Wen Jue's cavalry and Qu's army were dumbfounded.

Such remarks, let alone heard, they can't think of it even if they think about it!

Silence, dead silence...

I don't know how long it took before someone continued to say: "It's nice to say, but if they follow people like you, they don't know people well, and if they help others, they are wrong and guilty." It's as plausible and tough as before.

This time, before Wen Jue could speak, someone retorted: "We were wrong, so is your choice the right one? If so, why are you being abandoned here to be slaughtered by others? The King of Southwest has acquired this great merchant country, do you dare to say that he can become a virtuous king and bring clarity to this chaotic world?"

If someone had asked such a sentence before that, the Southwestern Army would definitely give an affirmative answer without hesitation.

After all, when they followed the Southwest King to start an incident, that was what they had hoped for.

But now, after watching Tu Mengzhan let people destroy the trestle bridge and give up on them, they are happy.

They're not sure anymore.

The author has something to say: The holiday is coming to an end, and I saw that some students are going to school. I wish you all a happy life, smooth work, and a green light for the start of school~