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The first ray of morning sunlight shines on Shuofang City Wall, coating the mottled city wall with a layer of orange-red. There are many crows struggling to eat their breakfast next to the black marks on the city wall and the corpses strewn across the city walls.
On the streets of Shuofang, everything made of wood was emitting smoke. In some places, the remaining fire has not yet been completely extinguished. The flames swaying in the wind seemed to show people how fierce the battle at work was.
Qin Qiong couldn't believe it when she saw Yunhao. The unkempt, dusty, and limping guy in front of me is Yun Hao, the man with beautiful trees facing the wind.
"Brother Hao!" Qin Qiong threw down the gold mace covered in blood and brains and walked towards Yun Hao.
"Uncle Qin!" Yunhao threw himself into Qin Qiong's arms, crying like a baby in confinement. The soldiers behind him collapsed on the ground one by one, as if they didn't even have the strength to move their fingers.
The Turks fled away after losing their troops. Ashnasmo, who withdrew from the city, could only protect Jieli and the remaining tribesmen as they fled north into the grasslands. More than 100,000 looted Han people were left behind, and Liu Wenjing promised not to give anything to the Turks. More than 20,000 Turks were killed in this battle, not including the herdsmen who died at the hands of Cheng Yaojin.
But of the 8,000 Zuowu guards guarding Shuofang City, there were only more than 2,000 left. In just two days, nearly six thousand soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were buried in this desolate city.
War is cruel, and Yunhao finally has a full understanding of war. In the past, he relied on his golden fingers to arbitrarily slaughter those with low technological capabilities. Yunhao thought of the Three-Body Problem. The wars he had experienced before were almost the Tang version of dimensionality reduction strikes.
This time, Yunhao really experienced a real war with real swords and guns. There is no falsehood in this. When a fierce man like Xiong Kuohai fights with his arms hanging, Yunhao really thought that he would not survive this time.
Li Er glanced at Shuofang City shrouded in light blue smoke. The large flag with Chinese characters on a red background and black characters was still hanging on the city tower. However, the flag had many big holes. One corner was burned by the fire, but it was so miserable to be blown by the wind.
The city gate was inaccessible, so Li Er could only walk in through the gap dug by the Turks. Along the way, Changsun Wuji, Du Ruhui and the others were still talking about how tragic the battle was, but when they saw the mountain of corpses, no one was interested in talking.
The streets are full of corpses, and some corpses will suddenly move. After taking a closer look, I realized that it was an exhausted soldier lying on the street. Li Er has never seen such a dense concentration of corpses. He has seen more corpses than this, but he has never seen such a dense one.
Every step you take is passing through blood and corpses. The thick smell of blood permeated every corner of Shuofang City, and no bloodthirsty crow dared to land in the city.
"After this battle, our Tang Dynasty will have another iron-blooded general." Du Ruhui said while looking at the bloody Shuo Fang on the ground and rolling up his sleeves.
Li Er nodded, and no one had any objection. I used to think that Yunhao, the Marquis, was a lucky one. A fierce general in the army, he didn't believe a word of his achievements. Now after seeing the tragic scene in Shuofang, no one has any words to say.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out???????? The actual corpses placed here silently proved Yunhao's military exploits. This time, not even the Changsun family said a word!
"Your Highness!" There will naturally be frustrations among those who are proud, and Liu Wenjing is undoubtedly the most frustrated person in Shuofang City now. As the right servant of the Tang Dynasty Minister, he successfully promoted peace talks with the Turks. This was originally a feat, but now it has become very ironic. Even a three-year-old child knows that the peace that can be said with words is not as real as the sword.
In his heart, he hoped that Yunhao would suffer a huge defeat, so that he would have more room to maneuver between the imperial court and the Turks. But now that Yunhao had won a great victory, Datang had no precedent of dealing with a victorious general.
Li Er helplessly helped up Liu Wenjing, who was covered in dust. The guy was tied up on the tower all night. No one in the Tang army cared about him, and neither did the Turks. This Lord Pushe was tied up and listened to all kinds of sounds coming from the entire Shuofang City.
"Lord Pu She, everything is a misunderstanding. Young Yunhao is naughty, so the lonely king will ask him to come to Pu She to apologize!" Looking at Liu Wenjing's appearance, Li Er curled his lips helplessly. This guy is a hot potato right now. The experienced Li Er didn't say anything, picked up a shovel and started working with the mud.
Everyone present knew that Yunhao would never apologize to Liu Wenjing based on his temper. It's quite possible to spit in his face.
But after all, this big boss is still the right servant of Shangshu, and he is very close to the King of Qin on weekdays. Anyway, in front of so many people?It is better to go back as a living person.
What¡¯s more, there are so many people missing arms and legs. This is an era of farming. The Tang Dynasty is far from rich enough to provide social welfare for life. What will these people do in the future!
When he thought of this, Yunhao's heart felt like it was stabbed by a knife. It was all my fault that I had misjudged my strength, thinking that with such super-era weapons as gunpowder and kerosene bombs, I could ignore the bravery of the grassland peoples. The reality taught him a solid lesson. He should have been educated the last time he was in Bingzhou City. But why didn't he take it to heart? He still thought that this battle would be as easy and comfortable as before.
"Boy, there's no way to kill someone in a war. If I had achieved such results before, it would have been a great achievement. You, boy, became famous in one battle. Could it be that you are dragging him here!" Qu Tutong stroked his beard and saw that Yunhao was sad. Speak words of relief.
"Okay, let's not talk about this. Shubao, take your troops and go to meet Zhijie. When he goes to chase the Turks, don't make any mistakes. We have already won a great victory, and another defeat will be more than worth the gain." Li Er saw that Qin Qiong's troops had already had breakfast, and quickly asked Qin Qiong to pick up Lao Cheng and Lao Niu, who had been fighting fiercely all night and were now chasing the Turks.
"Promise!" Qin Qiong immediately agreed, organized his troops and went to pick up Cheng Yaojin.
A group of people didn¡¯t even eat, so they just ate at Yunhao¡¯s place. All that can be eaten is porridge and salted radish strips. Since Li Er is here, he will naturally add some pickles. It was impossible to have other dishes, last night when the fighting was at its fiercest. The cooks rushed up with kitchen knives, and now they were leaning against the wall with half their heads missing, waiting for the robes to collect the bodies.
??If the killers can cook the porridge, it is already Amitabha.
Although the meal was simple, Li Er and the others ate deliciously. After winning this battle, Li Er will have greater capital to compete with Li Jiancheng for the crown prince position after returning to Chang'an.
In the early days of this war, Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji's performance was really bad. If it weren't for their incompetence, the Turks would never have been able to easily break through the Great Wall defense line and wreak havoc on the land of Hebei. Conservative estimates put the number of casualties in Hebei at over 100,000 in the past month or so.
Hebei, which was already suffering from a declining population, is now even worse. Du Ruhui and Fang Xuanling calculated, and the most conservative estimate was that Hebei would have to cultivate health and rest for at least ten years. This is if there is no large-scale natural or man-made disaster in Hebei within ten years.
Fortunately, this battle brought back hundreds of thousands of Han people who had been robbed, and most of these people were young and middle-aged. Perhaps, this is the best news in this war.
Li Er and Yun Hao were drinking porridge in Shuofang, and Li Jiancheng in Chang'an City was also drinking porridge.
The fragrant rice porridge is filled with tenderloin and preserved eggs, and the taste is smooth, rich and flavourful. Li Jiancheng really admired the Yun family's pursuit of food. Ordinary rice porridge could actually do this. There is also that kind of preserved egg. Although I don¡¯t know how it is made, it is really delicious when eaten with vinegar.
"Brother, there is news from the front. Yunhao has gone to Shuofang. According to this boy's temperament, he will never put himself in trouble. He may win this battle. He is the second brother's man. If the second brother is How do you cope with such a huge victory?" Li Jiancheng was drinking porridge leisurely, but Li Yuanji was jumping anxiously beside him.
The last time he was in Li Jiancheng's army, Li Yuanji took refuge with his eldest brother. Now the two brothers are like grasshoppers on a rope. Seeing that Li Er is about to make great achievements again, how can Li Yuanji not be anxious. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com