When Han Linfu saw the corpses of the soldiers who died in battle, he got off his horse and walked to a corpse, and lifted the corpse up like a living person.
This corpse was that of a young soldier, but he was only in his twenties. He had lost his life here in his prime years.
Han Linfu carried the body to the center of the military formation. After laying the body flat on the ground, he leaned down with difficulty and helped the young soldier straighten his armor. Finally, Han Linfu stretched out his hand and slowly closed it. The young man's eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.
He slowly stood up and said loudly with a sad face: "I don't know whose son the brother who died in the battle today is, nor whose father he is. They died in a foreign land, and it is my responsibility, Old Han.
"Their children will be the heirs of me, Old Han, from now on, and I, Old Han, will not sit idly by as their parents. As long as I, Old Han, are still in power, I will be responsible to the end!" Han Linfu became more and more excited as he talked, getting closer to him. All the soldiers could see the tears in his eyes.
Some of the soldiers were bandaging the wounds of the wounded, and some were cleaning the battlefield, identifying the corpses of Paoze. As long as the surviving soldiers of Xinhan heard Han Linfu's words, they were all moved, and they all praised this king who led the way and was courteous to his subordinates.
"The war is a matter of life and death! They fought bravely today and were not afraid of death. They sacrificed their lives for the country! Whether you are alive or dead, you are all good sons and daughters of my new Korea!"
"But this battle is far from over. The corpses of the Pao Ze people are still cold and the enemy is still there. What do you and I think of the people who are still alive!?" Because he was so excited, the fat on Han Linfu's face trembled, but no one felt it. Ridiculous, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle and his aura was astonishing.
"revenge!"
"The robes cannot die in vain! Kill all the enemies!"
"The Lion's Roar Camp is not a soft persimmon. We must let the Greedy Wolf Camp pay with blood!"
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The soldiers were so excited that their eyes were red and they shouted slogans of revenge.
Han Linfu pulled out the Guixu Sword, raised his arms and shouted: "Yes, we want revenge, we want to win the final victory! After we win, we will take the deceased robes home!!!"
Xuandayou also raised the sword in his hand and shouted: "Kill!"
“Kill!” “Kill!” “Kill!”…
Regardless of whether they were injured or not, the soldiers began to raise their arms and shout with overwhelming momentum.
The already low morale of the soldiers of the Lion's Roar Battalion who had suffered heavy losses was once again ignited by Han Linfu.
While the soldiers of the Lion's Roar Battalion were treating the wounded and picking up corpses, they were carefully on guard against another attack from the Tanlang Battalion, but the Tanlang Battalion did not appear again.
Han Linfu called the two Lion Roar Camp generals to a place far away from the battlefield.
One of these two people is Xuan Dayou, the commander of the Lion Roar Battalion, and the other is Sima Guan Chen Xiang.
Han Linfu first said to Chen Xiang: "How many of those horses were captured by those who killed the enemy? Why didn't I see it?"
Chen Xiang immediately knelt down and said with an ugly face: "Your Majesty, those spiritual horses are quite spiritual. Even if their masters died in battle, they all ran away with the enemy."
Han Linfu said with a look of disbelief: "Didn't you catch even one?"
Chen Xiang did not dare to raise his head and said with some trembling: "Your Majesty, the battle situation is chaotic and I really don't have the energy to capture those spirit horses."
Han Linfu was furious, kicked Chen Xiang to the ground, and said angrily: "What a waste!"
Chen Xiang got up from the ground and knelt down again, his face full of guilt and silent.
Han Linfu stabilized his mind and said in a much calmer tone: "It's not entirely your fault. I'll tell you later that when we fight again, not only will the enemy be killed, but those spirit horses will not be allowed to let go. Otherwise, I will take your It’s a question!”
Chen Xiang immediately thanked him profusely and took the order to leave.
"My horse is my grandma's!" After Chen Xiang left, Han Linfu once again looked regretful, like a child who had lost his favorite toy.
Upon seeing this, Xuanda immediately said: "Your Majesty, the masters of the Xinghe Sect are all in Kaiyuan City now. It is impossible for the cavalry of the Seven Kills Battalion to leave just like this. There must be a chance to capture the spirit horse."
Han Linfu said quietly: "I know, I still have to wait."
"Your Majesty, I have something unclear. The Tanlang Camp of the Xinghe Sect can be said to be the elite among the elite. Why do we hide our incompetence when we are sure of victory? Instead of destroying them in one go?" Xuanda asked doubtfully.
Han Linfu finally stopped looking aggrieved and regained his composure and said: "Although our New Korean Lion's Roar Camp is elite, the Central Plains has been peaceful for too long, and even the borders of various countries have not had any major friction."
"We have never experienced any major wars, especially these brats, who have never been defeated. To put it bluntly, these so-called elites were just new recruits in our era of conquests."
"How can you become a warrior without experiencing setbacks or life and death? Today's Greedy Wolf Camp has just become the whetstone for our Lion's Roar Camp. Only after this battle can the Lion's Roar Camp become the sharpest sword in the world of Xinhan Zhulu." !" Han Linfu exuded a sense of domineering, his eyes were burning with hot flames, and the name of the flame was ambition!
There was fear hidden in Xuanda You's fiery eyes after hearing this. The sacrifices of tens of thousands of soldiers were actually just for this ambitious king to train his troops. Such a hard-hearted king was completely different from the image he displayed in front of the soldiers.
"Your Majesty, what should our army do next?" Xuanda asked after regaining his composure.
Han Linfu smiled sinisterly and said: "Calculate the time and the other two guys should have arrived. Send the order to go down and rest for a while and then attack Kaiyuan City directly. Enough of showing the enemy that we are weak. If those greedy wolf cavalry who just fled north dare to Come back, those spirit horses are mine!"
"Tell those guys not to hold back anymore!"
Xuanda had a look of admiration and took the order to leave.
"Master Cult Leader, now it's your turn to take action." After Xuan Dayou left, Han Linfu said softly.
There was a space fluctuation, and Shen Xiliu's figure appeared next to Han Linfu.
Chen Xiliu said calmly: "Your Majesty is so courageous. Tens of thousands of elites sacrificed themselves at the request of sacrifice."
"I can't speak of courage. To cooperate with Your Majesty, you must accumulate enough strength, otherwise the leader will not do business with me, Old Han."
Chen Xiliu smiled and said nothing, and Han Linfu continued: "It's time for those two to arrive. Can Qing and those guys still hold up?"
"Does Your Majesty still care about the life and death of the Qinghe people? In my opinion, you really want this group of Qinghe people to fight against the Xinghe Sect. Otherwise, why is Your Majesty marching so slowly?" Chen Xiliu said with a joking look on his face.
"Hahaha." Han Linfu laughed, and then said: "It is better that the leader understands me, Old Han. To be honest, compared to the Xinghe Sect, I, Old Han, hate those Qinghe barbarians more. Those who are not from my tribe must have different hearts. These Qinghe people have no It would be better if all these good birds are dead. The leader won’t blame Lao Han."
Chen Xiliu sneered and said: "I agree with Your Majesty on this point. Those people are just tools trained by Your Majesty. I don't care about their life or death, but those two are indeed due to arrive. We here It’s time for Bian to move faster.”
Han Linfu grinned and said: "No problem, Old Han, I will make arrangements right away."
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In the Taichu Palace, Qinghe's masters were fighting and retreating, and it seemed that they could no longer hold on.
After Gu Xifeng bypassed the place where the masters and masters fought, ordinary Qinghe masters were completely unable to detect Gu Xifeng's traces. He easily arrived at the Yichun Palace where he met Emperor Taichu Li Boqian the night before.
At this time, there was no one alive in the Yichun Palace. The poor women who had been played by the Qinghe people last night had all been killed. Their naked bodies were scattered throughout the palace, and their deaths were very miserable.
Gu Xifeng, who was used to seeing life and death, was shocked when he saw this scene. These Qinghe people were really committing heinous crimes.
Gu Xifeng had no time to care about this at the moment. He had to find Emperor Taichu as soon as possible.
After searching the two palaces again, Gu Xifeng found a palace with a tight handle. After careful inspection, he determined that there was a team of Qinghe warriors and three ghost warriors guarding the palace. The ghost warrior headed by it looked very impressive.
At this time, soldiers are very quick, so Gu Xifeng did not think too much and took action decisively. He launched his ultimate move as soon as he came up, Hundred Flowers Kill!
Qinghe Jiashi couldn't stop the young master's full blow, and he was killed in one encounter.
The two ghost warriors, who seemed to be only in the early stages of the Jinjin realm, were also in danger and suffered serious injuries.
The leader of the ghost warrior actually had the strength of the late Jinjing realm. In addition, Gu Xifeng's attacks were more inclined to ordinary soldiers. Although the ghost warrior struggled, he still stopped Gu Xifeng's offensive.
Although the Hundred Flowers Kill was quite expensive, it not only killed all the miscellaneous soldiers, but also tested the true strength of the three ghost warriors. Gu Xifeng breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't stop and went straight towards the ghost who was in the late Jingjing realm. The samurai attacked.
Although the other two ghost warriors were injured, they were still brave and rushed forward regardless of their own safety. They wanted to flank Gu Xifeng. As the saying goes, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. How could Gu Xifeng give them a chance to encircle them.
He didn't even look back. In the gap where the first ghost warrior was hiding, the two daggers in his hand suddenly threw back and went straight towards the two ghost warriors. The two of them were caught off guard. At the same time, the daggers were inserted straight into their chests and they fell directly to the ground. There was no movement.
It turned out that Gu Xifeng had only used the ordinary standard dagger of the Seven Kills Camp before, and then the war-stopping dagger slipped from his cuff and fell into his hand.
The next thing was simple. The ghost warrior in the late stage of Jinjin was certainly no match for Gu Xifeng. He was quickly assassinated by Gu Xifeng. Only Gu Xifeng was left in the entire palace courtyard.
Gu Xifeng didn't want to rush into the palace rashly, so he picked up the body of the dead ghost warrior and slammed it into the closed palace door.
There was no movement for a long time, then Gu Xifeng dodged and rushed into the palace.
After entering the palace, what came into view was Emperor Taichu Li Boqian who was hanging in mid-air. At this time, Li Boqian had passed out and had many injuries on his body. It was obvious that Qinghe people had taken good care of him that day.
Except for Li Boqian, there was no trace of anyone else in the palace, but Gu Xifeng did not rush up to put Li Boqian down immediately. Instead, he was cautious and walked slowly towards where Li Boqian was.
Just when he was approaching Li Boqian, a sword slashed a screen in the hall and came straight towards Gu Xifeng. This kind of sneak attack was within Gu Xifeng's expectation. He did not panic at all and dodged sideways.
Then a tall figure attacked Gu Xifeng with a pheasant knife in his hand. The man attacked fiercely, and Gu Xifeng struggled to resist with a dagger in his hand.
Gu Xifeng's face turned ugly. Although the sudden master's aura was unstable, the aura of a master was real.
This person was none other than Qinghe's "unlucky guy" Nanzhe Muye. He was seriously injured by Chen Yaoguang during the Xinghe Sect's siege, and was placed in the rear by Mucheng Tuo.
Gu Xifeng also saw that Nan Zhe Mu was injured. If he didn't fight now, he would fight. A big battle was about to break out.
