Above the wilderness, the north wind howled, and the white snow could not hide the blood stains on the ground.
"This glass of wine is supposed to be a celebration drink after you return home, but now it is my king's farewell to you!"
Facing the cold wind, Liu Deng picked up the wine jar and slowly sprinkled it on the blood-soaked ground.
"Woo-wu-wu-"
Listening to the whimpering wind in the wilderness, Liu Deng burst into tears.
"Our victory is an unprecedented one. After this battle, the Xiongnu will no longer have the power to invade the south. In three years' time, when our iron army of the Han Dynasty is re-established, it will be the time for the unification of Yunei! On behalf of Your Majesty, I, I’m sending you off!”
"The sons of my great man, the heroic spirits of my great man! The souls are back!"
"The soul is back!"
"Return!"
"Come!"
...
In the boundless wilderness, Liu Deng's voice slowly echoed until it was inaudible...
"Your Majesty!"
At some point, Li Guang and several generals who were closing the battlefield, together with the soldiers still stained with blood, were kneeling behind Liu Deng.
Seeing Liu Deng's crazy look, everyone had tears in their eyes.
"A hundred thousand loyal souls..."
Liu Deng felt so distressed that his heart was broken. This might be the worst casualty among his soldiers since he came to this world.
Among these people, many of them were peeking at him last night, and there were also some Jinyang children. When they passed by him, as long as Liu Deng nodded at them, they would be happy all night.
But now, they have all turned into cold corpses. At this moment, they don't even have a coffin...
"Why are you crying?"
Liu Deng took a few gulps of strong wine and wiped the tears from his face with red eyes.
"Hahahaha, why are you crying? We should be happy. One hundred thousand loyal souls have forged the supreme military power of the Han Dynasty. From now on, among all the races in the world, who else dares to put a finger on my Han family?"
"When we heal our wounds again, where in these eight wastelands and Liuhe will there be any barbarians who dare not submit to the king's transformation?"
"Soldiers of my Han Dynasty, you are all the heroes of my Han Dynasty! You are all the pillars of my Han Dynasty! You are all the founders of my Han Dynasty's everlasting foundation!"
"Come here, serve the wine! Today, I would like to thank you on behalf of Your Majesty and my ancestors of the Han family!"
Amidst Liu Deng's wild laughter, countless soldiers picked up wine bowls one by one.
There was no alcohol in the army, so what they drank was the captured kumiss, mixed with the blood of the Huns or the Han army, plus fresh water brought up from the ground in the ice and snow.
But the taste of this bowl of wine is still unforgettable for many people even in their old age.
The intoxicating thing is never the aroma of the wine, but the spirit left by the countless loyal souls in the bowl.
"Dry!"
Liu Deng laughed wildly and raised the wine jar again.
"Dry!"
Countless soldiers raised their glasses in response!
Later historians commented: The military spirit of the Han family has been everlasting since the beginning of this war.
Liu Deng was drunk and passed out.
But in the dream, countless soldiers are still by his side.
Drunk on the battlefield, accompanied by heroic spirits...
"Great victory at Yinshan!"
"Great victory at Yinshan!"
"Great victory at Yinshan!"
The genius had just dawned, and the city gate had not yet been opened. The soldiers of the Jiangzhang Army who were on guard at the top of the city suddenly heard shouts coming from outside the city.
"It's Hong Ling's urgent envoy! Open the city gate quickly!"
After several soldiers saw clearly the dress of the man under the city, they hurriedly opened the city gate.
"A great victory in Yinshan, beheading 150,000 people, capturing 130,000 people, seizing cattle, sheep and war horses, Yi Xie is on the run!"
"Behead 150,000!"
"The great man will be victorious! The great man will be victorious!"
When they heard the news, the soldiers of the Jianzhang Army couldn't help shouting.
"Come here, send someone ahead to clear the way and guide the envoy!"
Su Chengan reacted immediately, got on his horse and led two soldiers in front to clear the way for the envoy.
"Great victory at Yinshan, beheading 150,000 people!"
"Great victory at Yinshan, beheading 150,000 people!"
"Great victory at Yinshan, beheading 150,000 people!"
...
The originally peaceful city of Chang'an was like a ignited powder magazine.
This sudden news directly caused the people in Chang'an to panic.
Countless people took to the streets, and people rushed to tell each other.
The dark clouds hanging over everyone's hearts have completely dissipated, 150,000 people were beheaded and 130,000 were captured!
How many people were there in total?
"Long live the great man! Long live your Majesty!"
"Long live the great man! Long live your Majesty!"
"Long live the great man! Long live your Majesty!"
...
In Weiyang Palace, Liu Qicai, who had been reviewing memorials all night, had just fallen asleep, and was immediately woken up by the noise coming from outside the door.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! His Highness King Dai has won! His Highness King Dai and His Royal Highness Prince Liang have won!"
Just when he was about to get angry, Chuntuo stumbled open the palace door and rushed in.
"What did you say?"
Liu Qi, who was still sleepy just now, suddenly sat upright and looked at Liu Qi in disbelief.
"Your Majesty, listen!"
Chuntuo wiped away the tears from his eyes excitedly and pushed open the heavy palace door.
"Long live the great man! Long live your Majesty!"
"Long live the great man! Long live your Majesty!"
"Long live the great man! Long live your Majesty!"
...
"Great victory at Yinshan! Beheaded 150,000 people, captured 130,000 people, Yi Zhixie is on the run!"
"Great victory at Yinshan! Beheaded 150,000 people, captured 130,000 people, Yi Zhixie is on the run!"
"Great victory at Yinshan! Beheaded 150,000 people, captured 130,000 people, Yi Zhixie is on the run!"
...
"Your Majesty, Hong Ling's urgent envoy has arrived outside the palace gate!"
Chuntuo's eyes filled with excitement, and he was a little at a loss.
"Quick! Change clothes! Change clothes for me!"
Liu Qi took a deep breath and forced himself to hold back the ecstasy in his heart.
"Change your Majesty's clothes!"
"No, no court clothes, please change into Yan clothes for me!"
Looking at the court clothes brought by the palace maids and eunuchs, Liu Qi stopped them with trembling hands.
"Go down with the order and summon all the officials. I want to receive the urgent envoy Hong Ling at the Xuanshi Hall!"
As an emperor, he naturally had to show his respect for the results of the soldiers' bloody battles with the highest standards of etiquette.
The Han people were celebrating the news of victory, but the Huns were now full of sorrow.
"The Great Chanyu wakes up, the Great Chanyu wakes up!"
Yi Zhixie, who had been in a coma for five days, finally opened his eyes again at this devastated time.
"Why are there no war drums? Where are the generals of this Shanyu? What does Bank of China say? Why are there only a few of you?"
Looking at the ragged soldiers in front of him, Yi Zhixie asked anxiously.
"Da Shanyu, we lost, Bank of China said..."
"What does Bank of China say?"
At this moment, Yi Zhixie finally remembered the importance of Bank of China. At this moment, what he needed most was Bank of China's head full of bad water.
"The Bank of China said that we should first protect the Great Chanyu from evacuating. He led the army to break out. Some people said that he...he is dead!"
Several soldiers whispered.
"Failed..."
Yi Zhixie's hands began to tremble unconsciously...
