Aruheng's 6,000 men suffered heavy casualties. Although everyone tried their best to fight to the death, the enemy's number was too great, and they killed one group after another, which was endless.
Almost all the war horses were killed and wounded. Now everyone was using spears to fight the opponent on foot. The infantry versus the cavalry were still outnumbered. The situation of the battle can be imagined.
I can see that there are fewer and fewer soldiers around me. It seems that there are only about 2,000 people left, and the number is still decreasing rapidly.
I couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh. It seemed that everyone was going to die here today.
In the midst of despair, he saw a sudden commotion in the enemy's rear that was as tight as an iron barrel, and then he saw a large area of the enemy in front of him falling down like cut hay.
In the midst of shock, a skinny boy rushed in waving a blood-red flag!
The strangest thing is that there is a pretty little girl riding on his shoulder, waving the small blade in her hand and screaming loudly with excitement!
Aren't these General Xiao and Miss Ling'er?
You two are...
The heavy cavalry and monk soldiers who followed closely killed all the surrounding enemies like chopping melons and vegetables, leaving only two thousand Xianbo soldiers standing there, stunned.
"General Aruheng, can we still fight?" But Xiao Chen stood up and smiled at Aruheng.
"Can fight! Marshal Xiao, why is it you?" Aruheng was surprised and happy when he saw Xiao Chen.
"Well done! Stop gossiping and let's kill the enemy together!" Xiao Chen raised his arms and shouted, "Kill!"
"Kill!" Aruheng's confidence suddenly increased, and he shouted loudly while waving his bloody scimitar. The morale of the two thousand soldiers was greatly boosted, and they also waved their swords and shouted "kill". The sound of killing was loud.
By the time they reunited with Mo Yu's 3,000 men, the entire team had grown to more than 10,000 people. Their morale was high and they were overwhelmed. In no time, Wanyan Pingqiu's 100,000 men were crushed to pieces and completely defeated!
Both sides actually belong to the coalition, but Xiao Chen and Wu Luolan's subordinates all fought side by side regardless of you and me, but Wanyan Pingqiu's side had their own agendas and ulterior motives. Seeing the fierce battle, both sides became wary. The selfishness of preserving one's own strength.
Two tribes even saw that the situation was not good and quietly left the battlefield without even saying hello.
The others did not know the truth and thought that the army had retreated, so they all ran back desperately. In just a short time, less than half of the 100,000-strong army had fled. In addition, Xiao Chen and the others were too powerful, and they were really unable to withstand it.
Wanyan Pingqiu had no choice but to retreat.
Zhuge Xiaosheng here also hurriedly sent an order, don't chase the poor bandits!
This battle was a complete victory. The most conservative estimate was that at least more than 20,000 enemy troops were annihilated. The number of horses gathered on the battlefield alone was more than 10,000!
These are still live horses, and there are more than 10,000 dead ones. The horse meat alone is enough for them to eat for ten and a half days...
There were countless swords, guns, weapons and armor, and more than a thousand wounded soldiers were captured, all of whom were too seriously injured to escape.
They thought they were certain to die, but unexpectedly the other party not only did not kill them, but also showed a very kind attitude. They were strangers to each other and had no grievances. The reason why they fought life and death was because they had no choice but to do so.
So we are sworn enemies on the battlefield, but we are brothers after the battle. Don’t be afraid, we will help you get better treatment, and we will let you go back when your injuries are cured. Your parents, wives, brothers and sisters are also looking forward to your return. Right?
"Are you kidding us?" The wounded soldiers didn't believe this nonsense at all!
"Of course not. You are all brave warriors. I admire you even though I have no time to do so. How could I tease you?" The person who spoke was a very handsome young man. He smiled and looked very kind, and the words he spoke also felt very good. sincere.
Many people don't believe it.
"Are you Chinese?" The wounded soldiers were dubious.
"Yes, which tribe are you from?" the young man asked with a smile.
"I'm a Capricorn."
"I am from the Wuhuan tribe."
"I am from the Xinghe tribe."
"Yeah, we are all a family." I don't know where the young man's so-called family comes from?
"What's your name, little brother?" asked a wounded Mojiu soldier.
"Oh, my name is Xiao Chen." The young man said.
"Xiao Chen, I have the same surname as your Marshal Xiao." Seeing how kind he was, the wounded soldier spoke more casually.
"A bunch of fools, he is our Marshal Xiao!" A tower-like man next to him spat with a smile, "What kind of little brother are you talking about?"
Oh!
The wounded soldiers were shocked when they heard this, and they all struggled and fell to their knees.
"Yam Luo, why are you so loud? It's like you have a loud voice!" Xiao Chen muttered dissatisfiedly and motioned for everyone to get up quickly. Sit when you need to, lie down when you need to, our medical soldiers will be here later. Well, they are busy rescuing our own people first. This is the order of our General Zhuge, and they dare not disobey..."
Just talking about Xiao Chen's tone, attitude, and harmless smile, it doesn't look like Marshal Xiao who was killing everyone just now.
"Brother, what are you doing here? Brother Zhuge is looking for you." A skinny boy staggered over. After talking to Xiao Chen, he stretched out his sleeve to wipe his nose. He was sweating from the murder just now. , I found a pool of water and took a bath. It might have been a bit windy, and my nose couldn’t stop sniffling.
oops!
When the wounded soldiers saw this man, they felt as if they had seen a ghost. Their eyes were straight and their faces were pale.
Isn't this the invincible little murderer?
Don't think we won't recognize you if you change your clothes. We will recognize you even if you turn into ashes!
"You kid, stop wandering around. Help me take care of these brothers here. They will be properly settled for me later. I'll find some tents for them at night. It's getting colder and colder today. Talk. It's going to snow..." Xiao Chen said, saying hello to the wounded soldiers, and walked away.
"Are you a god?" A wounded soldier asked Xiao Ye cautiously.
"No." Xiao Ye sat down on the grass, stretched out his fingers to pick out a piece of horseradish, wiped it casually and put it into his mouth to chew.
This is a wild vegetable on the grassland. The stems and leaves are inedible, but the roots are edible. It tastes a bit like green radish and is slightly spicy, so the locals call it horseradish.
"What's your surname?" The wounded soldiers respected Xiao Ye even more than Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen is a very charismatic person, but Xiao Ye is a god with infinite power.
"My name is Xiao Ye." When Xiao Ye is not killing people, he is like a boy next door.
"Are you Marshal Xiao's younger brother?" The wounded soldiers rolled around and looked up at Xiao Ye with infinite admiration.
"Yes, he is my brother. What is that thing hanging around your neck?" Xiao Ye couldn't help but be curious when he saw a white tooth hanging around the neck of a wounded soldier.
