The sky is bright and the sun is rising.
On the battlefield where the fog had cleared, the Han army was finishing its troops and preparing to evacuate.
A small number of deserters were ordered by Huo Qubing to stop pursuing them.
When they escape, they will bring back the news of their defeat in this battle.
The defeat of more than 70,000 coalition troops was spread by deserters, which played a much greater role than killing them.
Wutis has been surrounded and captured alive by Zhang Cigong, Zhao Anji, Yao Zhao and others.
Except for him and a few generals, all other prisoners were killed.
Killing prisoners is a routine operation. There is no room for compassion on the battlefield. Cutting off the roots and eliminating future troubles is the killing and decisiveness that a military strategist should have.
The soldiers of the Han army beheaded the prisoners of war and cut off their ears.
After beheading, the severed heads were piled together like a tower, and blood dripped down from the top of the piled heads.
The scene was brutal and terrifying.
The surrounding areas were full of headless enemy corpses.
The purpose of cutting off the ears is to go back and count the war achievements.
Each Han army was responsible for cleaning up and cleaning up the prisoners nearby, so the speed was very fast.
The skull mounds piled up by tens of thousands of corpses on the ground took shape at an astonishing speed.
The corpse is built like a mountain, thought to be a 'view of the capital', to demonstrate martial arts to the ages and to intimidate all directions.
In the distance, the Macedonian soldiers looked from the air and could see the Han army cleaning up the battlefield.
The Han army's hard-fought battle was over and they should have been exhausted. It was the best time for them to rush forward and fight again.
They thought the same thing when they came all the way here.
But no one dared to act rashly at this moment.
The Han army cleaned the battlefield in a leisurely manner, as if they did not regard them as a threat at all.
Between the Macedonian soldiers and the Han army, there were 8,000 people who had just entered the Shenfu military formation. They were either dead or injured and fell to the ground. More than a quarter of them had been killed.
The remaining wounded were in the Shenfu military formation, and the roar of the tiger shook their souls and invaded their consciousness.
This kind of killing tiger's roar is amplified in the divine palace and will leave serious sequelae.
Wounded soldiers whose souls are damaged will lose their courage and lose the ability to fight.
At this time, another Han army returned from the distance. It was Zhao Ponu, resurrecting the Lu branch, and victorious.
Almost everyone was injured, but their momentum remained strong.
Behind Zhao Ponu's horse, Ross's head hung.
Huo Qubing glanced at their team and saw that they had suffered about 20% battle damage.
"Count the number of people, prepare and prepare for evacuation."
The Han army would carry Paoze's body and wounded to make sure none of their own were missing.
Huo Qubing whistled, and the sound of horse hooves sounded in the distance.
After Jinan went to smoke the Yangma, he took the initiative to join the chase with Big Cat and Fat Tiger, kicking many people to death.
Jin'an heard the sound and ran back. Huo Qubing got on his horse and planned to leave.
The people on the Macedonian side saw that a Han general pointed in the direction where they were. Huo Qubing shook his head briefly, waved his hand and rode off with the whole army.
In the blink of an eye, mist filled the rear of the Han army.
When the fog dissipated, all traces of the Han army were lost, leaving only the battlefield full of corpses like a purgatory.
puff!
Beside Avti, the Parthian envoy Dox choked on blood and fell to the ground.
With the disastrous defeat in this battle, it was inevitable that Parthia would be severely damaged.
More than a year ago, Parthia was still at its peak, but there was concern that the country's destiny would be interrupted.
The Han army crippled Parthia... Afti suddenly realized that neither she nor Macedonia seemed to know too little about that terrible eastern country.
During its heyday, Parthia encountered the Han army, and its national fortunes took a sharp turn, suffering successive setbacks.
At this time, no one knew about the sudden change in the Parthian capital.
The Macedonian general Arisu on the other side was also shocked.
The elite men under his command were arrayed in an invincible array, but they lost thousands of people at once, and they had not yet faced off against the opponent, which made him twitch with distress.
More importantly, Parthia was defeated.
Before the coalition forces were fully formed, they were defeated by a surprise attack.
"Among the prisoners of the Han army, there seems to be Utis, one of the two Parthian commanders?" the young lieutenant beside Arisu asked.
Arisu nodded and looked at Afti: "God-chosen priest, should we... still go to discuss the alliance with Parthia?"
Afti said solemnly: "We, Macedonians, always keep our promises. Now that we have agreed to join forces, how can we retreat without a fight?
You go there with 20,000 troops.
Those who were injured in the battle followed me back to Macedonia. "
Arisu said in shock: "Priest Avti, aren't you going to Parthia?"
Avti snorted secretly: "I have something to go back to the temple. You wait in Parthia. I will come back as quickly as possible."
No one noticed that her sitting posture was actually a bit weird.
Her butt was only an inch away from the horse's back, and she didn't dare to sit down firmly.
Because...it hurts!
That evil eastern invader, I don't know what kind of power he used, but every time, the pain caused by the whip would reappear.
It was like the man was still beating her.
And every time the pain of being whipped came, there would be a crack of the whip in Afti's consciousness.
Damn it... This Macedonian was hailed as a gifted sacrificer who only happens once in a thousand years. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain.
She had to go back to the temple once to heal the wound on her butt.
And pray that the new gods can defeat the gods of the eastern invaders.
"I'll leave things here to you guys. I'll leave first."
Afti said something, turned the white horse, and rode away quickly.
Arisu coughed slightly, feeling as if the genius priest was running away...
When the horse came to the deserted wilderness, Afti dismounted and carefully checked her surroundings. After confirming that no one was around, her moist lips slightly opened and she couldn't help but let out a low cry.
It hurts so much, it’s so hard to bear it when there are so many people.
She turned back to check the injured location. There was no blood on the white divine robe, so the injury was not external.
But when I reached out and pressed lightly, it immediately hurt.
She lifted up her divine robe, revealing her slender and plump legs, and looked at the place where she had been beaten with some shame.
When she looked at it, she was shocked and angry. There were actually two imprints left there, a type of symbolic text that she had never seen before.
Being beaten and leaving marks...Afti was about to cry without tears.
The Book of Divine Favors is also lost.
She tried to activate the necklace around her neck to emit the divine light to heal her injuries.
But as expected, the divine light had little effect on the injury.
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Ctesiphon.
The empty samadhi at the semi-saint level has already evacuated.
The palace had just gone through a bloody battle, and the secrets of Parthia were revealed. Many powerful beings hidden in the palace joined the battle one after another, and Kong Samadhi was forced to retreat.
At this time, the palace inside the palace collapsed, and there was a bottomless hole on the ground. It seemed that it was caused by some kind of weapon stabbing down from above, breaking through the palace's defense, and blasting into the earth.
It is a power that is completely beyond the understanding of ordinary people and even beyond the control limits of practitioners, just like a natural disaster.
Generally speaking, even a semi-saint would find it difficult to fight against a big country.
But Kongsamadhi possessed the Vedas and Buddha's relics, which provided him with a steady stream of terrifying power. He entered the Parthian capital alone and escaped without a trace.
In the temple, Mithridates sat quietly in a corner.
He has activated his divine power to recover the injuries on his chest.
If he hadn't been in the capital and close enough to the temple, he might have died today.
Since the last king, Artabanus I, died in battle and he came to the throne, he has been doing well.
Countless people knew that he was a wise and wise monarch who led the country out of its trough.
When he first came to the throne, he formulated a clear strategy for himself, trying to keep a low profile, avoid getting involved in disputes, expand trade, and strive to develop the country.
In the past four years, the only time he was greedy was to snatch the Dayue clan from the Han people...
Mithridates II had a flash of thought, and he realized the threat of Rome at a very early time.
At this time, Rome was rapidly expanding and annexing small surrounding countries.
The Han Kingdom in the east was so powerful that if it could confront Rome, Parthia could defeat two powerful enemies at the same time!
Mithridates thought intently: But this is almost impossible to achieve. The border of Parthia lies between Han in the east and Rome in the west.
It is not feasible to fight against the Han army alone. The only thing left is to form a larger coalition and unite Macedonia, Armenia, and Andi.
Some nearby small countries originally wanted to stay as a buffer to avoid direct confrontation with Rome, but now resisting the Han has become a top priority.
"His Majesty."
The minister's voice came from outside the palace, interrupting Mithridates' thoughts.
"What's wrong?"
Mithridates walked out of the temple, his face still majestic, and no one could see his frustration just now.
"News came from the front line that Utis was captured alive. There were more than 70,000 troops from our army and the Armenian coalition. Except for the soldiers and horses guarding the camp, the remaining 50,000 troops were defeated by the Han army in two groups." The minister's voice, His body was trembling and his head hung low.
Mithridates turned pale instantly.
After being attacked by Kongsamadhi, he stopped checking the battlefield, and even the battlefield suffered a disastrous defeat.
"Immediately send a message to Bhutto and ask him to shrink his defense line and stop competing with the Han people for Nodiyali." Mithridates took a breath and said.
The minister trembled and gave up Nodiyali...
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"Da Sima, let's consider this victory a big victory. What will we do next?"
Zhang Cigong hung his arm with a piece of raw leather belt.
His shoulder blades, arms, waist and ribs were all injured.
However, with practice, trauma can be recovered within a period of time.
“First send the wounded back to Nodiyari and meet up with his uncle.
In the next few days, as news spreads, the Parthians will surely shrink their defenses. "
Huo Qubing had some time to rest and said: "Those who are not injured, join me and tear and cut back and forth on Parthia's defense line, completely destroying it. Then it will be easier and easier to fight against Parthia in the future."
Several other captains were watching.
After several people left the battlefield, they found a small forest and were peeing in the wind.
After several hours of fierce fighting, I relaxed and relaxed in line to relieve my burden. It was really comfortable.
Several people stood in a row, including Huo Qubing, peeing two feet in the wind, and subconsciously competing to see who could urinate further.
Shiver when you're done.
Zhang Cigong and Yao Zhao felt that they were hiding great weapons and couldn't help but peek around.
As a result, Zhang Cigong was slightly stunned and gave a thumbs up: "I won't pee with you anymore. We can't pee in a pot, so you need to use a big pot."
Huo Qubing was quite pleased with the flattery.
In the next two days, the Han army followed Huo Qubing's plan and fought through Parthia to break its defense line.
Two days later, he withdrew his troops and returned to camp.
noon.
West of Nodiyali City, on a low mountain five hundred miles away.
Huo Qubing had someone cut a stone and erect a monument with the words "Boundary of the Han Dynasty" written on it.
"Send someone to send a message to Parthia later. From now on, the eastward direction of this inscription is the border of our Han Dynasty. Anyone who crosses the border will declare war on our Han army!"
The generals under his command rushed to carve monuments and establish national boundaries.
Huo Qubing took a large bamboo stick, waved his hand and stuck it on the top of the mountain, with the Chinese characters on it fluttering in the wind.
"Da Sima, let's go back to Nordyali and have a truce for a while?"
"That's right. We are exhausted after a long battle. Let's rest for a few days before talking about it."
Zhao Ponu, Fu Luzhi and others were all happy.
After this military success, several of them should be promoted.
A group of people returned to Nodiyari, and the news of the army's victory brought the entire Han Dynasty back.
They made a surprise attack and defeated more than 70,000 enemy coalition forces, and they were completely routed.
Moreover, Huo Qubing deployed 500 personal soldiers to set up the Shenfu military formation, which suppressed the tens of thousands of Macedonian soldiers and horses and did not dare to move.
When the news spread, not only the big man was greatly encouraged, but also the countries surrounding Parthia also caused a huge uproar.
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