Daqin: Zulong's number one favorite minister, Zhao Gao is numb

"Quack~!"

From time to time, flocks of crows can be seen flying outside Yanmen City, and the constant singing seems to be cheering.The countless corpses lost yesterday have not been cleaned up. Crows flew to the corpses, stepped on their faces, and from time to time they scratched the bloody corpses.

Jie Peng~!!

Jie Peng~!

On the tower, the soldiers of the Qin army, in groups of two, picked up the ears of the corpses of the soldiers of the Zhao army, and then threw the corpses off the tower.

This is an old habit of every Qin army officer.As for the head...

After days of bloody battles, no one had the heart to cut off the head, and in this case, the ears on the corpse could be replaced.Just count a number.The sky is getting dusk and sunset...

Mo found Fatty Ye on the tower.At this moment, the fat man's face was covered with undried blood, and there were some scratches on his hands.But compared to Mo Lai, it is undoubtedly much better.

"Husband, it should be that Long met Zhao Jun somewhere."

Fatty Yi looked at Mo, with that familiar smile still on his face.When he looked at Zhao Guo's army in the distance, he was full of disdain.

It's not for bragging, if it weren't for Zhao Guo's army relying on its large number of people.

They have already played to death.

"Well. I just don't know how the battle is going on in Long."

Mo looked in the direction of Daijun, with some worry in his eyes.Although he knew that Li Mu would definitely send Zhao Jun to Daijun, he was not sure how many people Li Mu would send.

And Long, only five thousand, it doesn't matter if Li Mu sent ten thousand or twenty thousand troops.Long, all are only five thousand.

"General!"

At this time, a general of the Qin army came to Mo's side.Mo and Ye Fatty looked at him.

"The statistics of our army's casualties have come out. Killed, 710 and six people. Injured, 470 and three people."

"Understood, let the soldiers cultivate well."

Even though he had a general guess in his heart, the casualty statistics still exceeded Mo's expectations. Nearly 2000 soldiers were killed in battle alone, and nearly 500 were injured.This is still the case when the whole army is fighting to the death.

Mo can't imagine, if it is changed to the usual, or changed to other generals.Faced with Li Mu's strong attack, Yanmen probably lost today.

When he came to the city wall, Mo glanced at the corpses all over the ground from the city wall. Countless corpses were piled up in piles at the edge of the city wall that could not be seen at a glance.

Mo thought in his heart.If he was Li Mu, would he dare to continue the attack tomorrow.

In these two days alone, the casualties of the Zhao army are estimated to be around [-], plus the soldiers of the Zhao army who fought against the [-] soldiers of Long Na.

Yanmen has not been collected, and Daijun is in danger.

The corner of Mo's mouth slowly raised a sneer.Li Mu is more passive than himself at this time.There is the Great Qin Hu Division in the west, and Wei and Yan in the south. Handan City will never send troops to support it at the risk of the national capital being empty.

In other words, Li Mu at this moment.Never dare to attack again.

Yanmen has been lost.If Daijun is lost again.The direction of Handan is bound to be furious, but Li Mu can't bear it.The information about Li Mu recalled in his mind.The corner of the ink mouth rises.

What he smiled was not Li Mu's certain strategy and vision.Rather, they have already seen through that Li Mu is a person who values ​​his name but not his fortune.

In other words, he valued his own reputation.

Such a person is very difficult to defeat on the battlefield alone.

But if he is good at making use of this weakness, he can firmly suppress Li Mu.

Just like now, Mo Shina assured her arrival.How could a person like Li Mu allow himself to lose Daijun when his Yanmen had already been lost?Watching helplessly, my own wisdom was destroyed in one fell swoop.

He had heard about Li Mu's deeds. In the first battle with the Xiongnu, Li Mu was strong and cleared the country without fighting. Zhao Wang was angry and recalled Li Mu to replace him.

After that, Li Mu resigned and returned to his hometown, and did not care about world affairs until King Zhao was helpless again and asked him to come out of the mountain.

This good story is spread among the people, which also makes Li Mu's reputation: "a household name"! !

Under the watchful eye of two soldiers of the Qin Army, Xi'er slowly walked up the steps of the tower.When she waited on the tower, looking outside the city, her pupils widened instantly.

As soon as Xu Qingfeng blew through her long hair, Xi'er couldn't notice it.She walked to the edge of the city road in a daze.Holding on to the blood-stained wall, he looked at the corpses all over the ground outside the city, all over the land where he could see.When he saw the bottom of the city tower, the endless corpses were piled up together.

A tear appeared in her beautiful eyes.Falling down that fair and pretty face.

At this moment, she knew,

How ridiculous she was the whole time.How naive are the people in the city.

She stayed in the city with the people in the city, always thinking in her heart that Zhao Guo's army had arrived.Yanmen will definitely be recovered.Qin Jia's soldiers are bound to be beheaded by Zhao Jun. o ask for flowers..

But staying in the city, I never thought of it.The scene in front of me...

This is completely different from what they thought in their hearts.

Even if the people in the city saw it, they would definitely sit limp on the ground.

In the land surrounded by fireworks outside the city, there are corpses of Zhao people all over the ground, which can't be seen, and countless crows eat them.

Zhao people, Zhao people pity him.

Perhaps only this sentence can describe the pain in Xi'er's heart at this moment.

Xi'er wiped away the tears on her face, followed by two soldiers, walked up the blood-stained corridor until she reached Mo's side.

At this moment, Mo was sitting on the ground taking off Qin Jia and Mo's coat, and was treating his own wound, so he hadn't noticed Xi'er yet.

"General, General Yi invited Miss Xi'er over here."

??

It was still a soldier who spoke, Mo Cai raised his head and saw Xi'er, a cold beauty who came here at some unknown time.

Looking at his wound, Mo Li immediately thought that Fatty Yi probably noticed it just now.So I brought Xi'er here, wanting to heal myself.but.…

Fatty Yi probably didn't know that those soldiers who were addicted to drugs in the mansion that day were still lying in the warehouse to recuperate like soft-legged shrimps.This fat man...

Mo complained in his heart.

After a long time.

"Are you afraid of me?"

When Xi'er's cold voice reached Mo's ears, Mo looked at this cold beauty expressionlessly.

What do you say?

Mo thought in his heart, but didn't speak.

Just now he attempted murder with medicine, but now he came to him with the medicine again.Who is left, who is not afraid?

"Facing thousands of troops and horses, the generals of the Qin Army who let the corpses pile up outside the city and the blood flowed like a river are actually afraid of a little girl."

Xi'er looked at the Qin general in front of her with beautiful eyes, although the faint voice was very ordinary.But in that gaze, there was an indescribable sarcasm.

Taking out some medicine powder from the small medicine box she was carrying, it was the first time Xi'er had her delicate body so close to Mo.Even Mo could smell the faint fragrance.

"Let the people in the city go out of the city to bury the corpses of those Zhao soldiers."

Just when Mo wanted to stop the thin hand reaching out to him, he watched the thin lips of the girl in front of him softly say a word.

Mo thought for a while, then put down his hand, and turned his head to look to the other side unnaturally.

And on his chest, a pair of slender hands held the medicinal powder, and gently applied it to the wound...

The young man kept silent, the young girl gave the medicine, and the two tacitly kept silent.

This scene made the soldiers of the nearby Qin army purse their lips and hold back their laughter.

..Long.

Chapter 071: Shouyuan commits suicide

River Popo.....

The killing sound gradually stopped.Under the setting sun, Long was riding a war horse, holding a Qin sword that was still dripping with blood.In front of him was General Zhao Shouyuan who had met once.

"Today, I will never let you go again."

Long opened his mouth and said, that Sifang's face was covered with blood, and there was a wound on his face that seemed to be made by an arrow, which looked particularly terrifying.

But at this moment, on the dirt slope of Hepopo, all the corpses in sight are all over the place.A dense mass of corpses filled the entire field of vision.Blood-stained weapons and scattered arrows can be seen everywhere.

There had obviously been a fierce battle here.

Shouyuan was covered in blood, his long hair was messy, and his bloody face looked around from the corner of his eye.

Looking around him, there are all "[-]" Qin soldiers riding war horses.Shou Yuan laughed ridiculously.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…! ! !"

Smiling and laughing, tears appeared in those weather-beaten eyes at some point.

When he appeared on Popo, when he saw countless cavalry from afar, he had already realized it.He and General Li Mu were plotted to death by General Yanmen Qin from the very beginning.

From the beginning.

Sighing in his heart, he looked around unwillingly, looking at the war horses under Qin Zu's crotch.

That is the war horse of Zhao State.

That's the war horse of his subordinate Shouyuan~...!!

He is not reconciled, tens of thousands of soldiers, because of himself, was calculated again.

He was not reconciled, the soldiers of Zhao State, their army of Zhao State, their plan to attack Yanmen, in the end, because these were their war horses, they lost a fortune.

"Tell your general."

Looking at Long coldly, Zhao Jun Shouyuan, the general of Zhao Guo who had been on the battlefield for more than ten years, slowly raised the bloody sword in his hand.Then the cold blade was attached to his neck, and the old general didn't feel it at all.

Under the messy long hair, looking at Long, Zhao Jiangshouyuan's face was full of resentment.

"Shouyuan hates~, hates him for saving his life in the valley."

Phew~!

Hmm~!

The sword edge moved, accompanied by a muffled groan, this general of the Zhao army who guarded the border for Zhao Guo and conquered the battlefield for more than ten years, just killed himself on this small slope between Yanmen and Daijun.

Perhaps until the moment of his death, he hated himself and Mo.Back in the valley, Mo should have killed him.And he shouldn't go back.

There is no flames of Yanmen, no towering walls, and not even a single ghost except for the soldiers of the Qin army.

But compared to Yanmen, the small soil slope at this moment is also full of corpses, and it is also extremely miserable.

A soldier of the Qin Army got off his horse and sat beside the ground full of corpses.Maybe where they did it, there was blood all over the ground.

Like Long, the soldiers who sat on the ground and bandaged their wounds in silence were everywhere they came into view!

Completely wiped out, that's impossible.

But both Long and the soldiers of the Qin army have achieved one thing.

That's what Mo said, you can't let Zhao Guo's army step half a step across the Popo River.In this sentence, they did it.

At that glance, beside the corpses of countless soldiers of the Zhao army, there was a soldier of the Qin army lying on the ground, motionless, covered in arrows, and they all did it.

In the face of an enemy army that is multiples of himself, all the soldiers of the Qin army used their lives and blood.Completed Mo's entrustment, completed Mo's military order.

In the darkening sunset of dusk.Without a single Zhao soldier, he walked towards Yanmen again.

The soldiers of the Qin army used their lives and the Qin sword in their hands.Tell Zhao Jun.

Run or die!

Daijun, you can't go.

It was getting dark, and in the cold night, the soldiers of the Qin army dragged their wounded bodies and burned all the things that could be burned on the slope.

This winter, on this hillside, if there is no fire.Can't get over it at all.

Moreover, their bodies were covered with blood, and when the blood dried, the civilian clothes inside were cold and hard.

Beside each bonfire, the soldiers of the Qin army took turns watching the fire.However, every time, the soldier would shake the person he was replacing, but did not shake S1... 0's cold, bluish, blood-stained face, with his eyes closed, and just remained motionless.

He didn't say too much, just watched silently.Then wake up the other person.

The soldier who took his shift died, but he was still alive.

Although a little sad, but also a little envious.