Go out of the city gate.
Xu Mu saw coldly that Zhao Qingyun and the Hezhou Army who arrived behind were still frantically cutting off their ears to get the copper rings.
Tens of thousands of corpses, less than half of which had been cut into pieces, were abandoned in a huge dug pit. After receiving military honors, they would be burned with a fire.
To be honest, if there were other choices, Xu Mu would not want to leave this military merit to Zhao Qingyun and others. But there is no way, Zhao Qingyun is a general in Hezhou, even if Lian Yong gets military honors, he will still be taken away.
If Lian Yongyong was stupid, he should find a way to return to Changyang and hand it over to the chief commander in person to avoid being intercepted.
Zhao Qingyun raised his head and saw Xu Mu. His face paused slightly. He wanted to say something, but he stopped talking. He had to stop cutting his ears and turned and walked forward.
Xu Mu smiled coldly and continued to look forward. At this moment, they saw a team of about three thousand people, all kneeling on the ground with faces full of panic, surrounded coldly by tens of thousands of veteran households.
The picture creates a sense of irony. Some people are grabbing military glory, while others are guarding the surrendered troops.
"General, we are forced to surrender!" At the front of the three thousand surrendering troops, a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears, wearing a crooked animal robe and armor, was so surprised that he immediately kowtowed before anyone could get closer. .
"Do you know Li Poshan, General of the Northern Campaign!" Lian Yong roared angrily, his eyes so angry that they were about to spit out fire.
Li Poshan's Anguo Camp fought to the last 6,000 men and still refused to retreat from Yongguan. The number one general in the Epoch Times was defeated by the people in front of him. They looked forward and backward and passively rushed to help. As a result, the entire army was wiped out and his bones were buried under Yongguan.
"Your name is Huang Long? Di Zi Ying?" Zhao Qingyun looked amused, "For example, I, Zhao Qingyun, will never be demoted to a lower rank even if I die for my country in the future."
Huang Long was like pounding garlic, howling and kowtowing. Behind him, the three thousand Jiadi Ji soldiers also showed greedy faces and begged for mercy.
Xu Mu looked at it coldly, already guessing that the small town where the 80,000 Di people retreated in defeat would no longer be able to accommodate Huang Long and other Ji people who surrendered to Di.
But he was smart, knowing that he had no way out, so he immediately crawled back to beg for his life.
However, Xu Mu knew without guessing that with Zhao Qingyun's nature, he would not let go of this huge military achievement.
Sure enough, as Xu Mu expected, after only sneering for a while, Zhao Qingyun immediately drew out his long knife.
"Come here, chop off all the dog heads!"
"General, we had no choice at the time! Wait, wait! I know the map of Beidi Grassland! Also, another, General Li Poshan, who conquered the north, may not have died!" Huang Long's eyes turned red, and he could not stop talking. .
"What did you say!" Lian Yong looked ecstatic.
"I have a map of the grassland——"
"Next sentence!"
"Li Poshan, the general of the Northern Expedition, seems to be alive... When I went to the Di army, before Yongguan cleared the battlefield, I personally went to look for it several times, and I didn't find Li Poshan's body. Corpse!"
"He must be trying to trick people. The body of General Ji Ren will be molested if it falls into Di Gou's hands."
Zhao Qingyun frowned, and before Huang Long could say anything else, he chopped it off with a cold knife. The head flew up and rolled into the muddy water.
"The traitor Huang Long has been killed by me, Zhao Qingyun!" Zhao Qingyun shouted as he picked up Huang Long's head.
Xu Mu raised his hand and then sneered on his face. How could he not know that Zhao Qingyun was earning fame and military merit.
Not long after, the 3,000-strong rebels who surrendered to Di had no time to resist, and were all beheaded.
"Brother Xu, I told you that I, Zhao Qingyun, am not a narrow-minded person!" Zhao Qingyun spoke softly while holding the bloody head.
Xu Mu frowned and did not reply.
"Brother Xu, we are waiting for life and death. I know I was wrong, but I still defended Hezhou."
Xu Mu smiled coldly, turned around, and walked straight to Wangzhou City.
Zhao Qingyun was left alone in the open space, grabbing the knife in one hand and the owl's head in the other, his expression becoming increasingly complicated.
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"My boss, I just touched it."
Gong Gou came from the side and handed a rough map to Xu Mu.
Xu Mu quickly put it into his sleeves. As early as just now, when Huang Long said there was a map of the grassland, he motioned Gongou to touch it.
"Master, everything is ready!"
Chen Sheng, Zhou Zun, and Chen Jiaqiao all came hurriedly. Farther away, more than four hundred heroes slowly gathered around.
What was packed was a cart full of gold and silver treasures gathered from Wangzhou City, as well as thousands of suits of robes and armor, and hundreds of horses.
These things can be regarded as the biggest gains he can get from this round of entering the border. Of course, the most important thing is a notarization of a thousand private soldiers.
In other words, even if he returns to Horseshoe Lake, with this notarization, he can freely recruit a thousand private soldiers, equipped with weapons and armor.
You know, this kind of treatment can only be obtained by larger aristocratic families.
A thousand private soldiers are enough for him to do many things.
Of course, he would not be so stupid now that he could go to Liangshan in anger just by relying on these thousand people. As strong as Chang Shiro, with the pedigree of the entire family, and a chivalrous figure, he didn't dare to bring the matter of rebellion to the table.
Although the Epoch Times is long, we can get a glimpse of the whole story from just this one war. This victory actually had a lot to do with luck. But no matter what, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, so everything needs to be considered in the long term.
The more filthy and troubled the world is, the more he must prepare for a rainy day and lead the people of the village, step by step.
Inexplicably, Xu Mu couldn't help but think of the white clothes and snow in Changyang, and his heart felt astringent. As Chang Shiro said, loyal ministers in troubled times will not end well.
If this last pillar of the great era were to fall down, a lot of disasters would really happen.
Taking a breath, Xu Mu dismissed his annoying thoughts. Gradually, his face became serious.
In front of him, there were more than four hundred heroes. He would have to ask whether they were going to stay or not.
"Everyone, this time we intercept the grain road, destroy Wangzhou, and kill King Di! You all have done a great job."
"I never counted."
Xu Mu stretched out his hand and pointed at the silver and jewelry that filled the carriage.
"Only half of the car will be left as a pension. If any good man wants to return to his hometown or join the army on the spot, he can take a share of the rest."
"Dima, you can also take a set of robes, armor and weapons."
"If you have free time in the future and come to my Xujiazhuang, I, Xu Mu, will be your honored guest and hold a banquet to wash away the dust."
The more than 400 people in front of them remained completely motionless, as if they had already discussed it.
"Mr. Chen, please take it first. If it's not enough -"
"My boss, I'll follow you." Chen Jiaqiao interrupted calmly.
Xu Mu was a little stunned. He had never thought that Chen Jiuzhou would have such thoughts.
"Boss, I'll follow you too!"
"Please don't say too much, my boss! I'll follow my boss! If my boss doesn't care about his food in the future, I'll grab Brother Tiger and beat him."
"It's none of my business!" Si Hu stiffened his neck and finally said with a naive smile, "Brother Mu gives me twenty steamed buns every day. At worst, I will eat a few less and give them all to you."
Xu Mu paused, his eyes instantly filled with soreness. As the saying goes, the best friendship is always made of blood and sword.
Bowing, Xu Muping bowed his hands, his voice filled with emotion.
"Xu Mu is not talented. In the future, the mountains and rivers will be thousands of miles away. No matter how hard it is, he will never abandon the following brothers."
"I will wait for the future to make wine and bake bricks with my boss——"
"Fight the country." Chen Jiaqiao lowered his head and secretly uttered a sentence.
