Summoning the Mythical Eternal Emperor

Chapter 304 Entering Xiliang without Regrets in This Life

Li Hetu's martial arts qi and blood had declined too much.

It's only been ten days, and she has declined from the highest rank of ninth rank to the first rank of inner family status, her black hair has turned into white hair, and she is staggering and old.

In fact, Li Hetu is not too old. After this year, he is only 54 years old.

In this Kyushu burly man who is rare in ancient times for ordinary people to live to seventy, if Li Hetu, who once aspired to the highest rank of Ninth Rank, is safe and stable, he can live at least a hundred years!
but……

He has too many injuries.

In particular, the Shenzang Mingmen was destroyed, the Ren Vein was severed, and the qi and blood collapsed like a dike, which was too great for the destruction of Shouyuan.

King Zhenxi, who is only 54 years old, has white hair like an old man!

Li Buhui put the black dragon armor bestowed by the former emperor on Li Hetu's body, which accompanied Li Hetu's battle all his life, and wore the Zhenxi sword bestowed by the former emperor on his waist.

Gongshang, the personal guard who followed Li Hetu all his life, was also very old, with gray temples and a hunched back. At this time, he had changed into a new armor and stood upright beside King Zhenxi!

Of the [-] Xiliang Iron Army, there are still [-] remaining, and the eyes of the [-] veterans are red.

Huo Qubing and Chen Qingzhi stood behind them consciously and respectfully, while the white-robed soldiers and Hudun soldiers were quiet and respectful!

After a long time.

Li Hetu walked forward with strides.

He looked around at the [-] Xiliang new veterans in front of him, heaved a long sigh, gritted his teeth, drew his sword, and roared loudly:
"Xiliang Army, obey my king's orders and go out! Conquer!!"

"Hot blood never cools down, fight endlessly to the death!!"

"Hot blood never cools down, fight endlessly to the death!!"

With red eyes, the Xiliang army shouted out the will and spirit of the Xiliang army again at their army soul national pillar!

The king of Zhenxi led the army in front.
Behind him are [-] white-haired Xiliang veterans and [-] Xiliang remnants.

And then, the [-] Xiliang elders who moved inland to Ganzhou. They were happy, excited, and surging... At the same time, they were also sad and reluctant!

Huo Qubing and Chen Qingzhi led [-] troops to follow at the end.

From Ganzhou to Xiliang, there was wind and snow all the way, and corpses lay all the way.

But these corpses are all barbarian corpses.

From the time the Tianmen Pass was attacked to now that the battle has been decided, the barbarians raised a total of 45 troops, nearly all of them were wiped out, and the number of survivors was less than a few thousand.

But Huo Qubing entered Shan Yuting alone, slaughtered 50 people in the court, and captured more than [-] people from the Huns' court alive!
This battle can be described as a shocking victory.

But... the Xiliang army also paid a painful price.

A total of more than 8 Xiliang men buried their bones and died for the country.

Xiliang Tiejun collapsed.

Zhenxi Wang Li Hetu is also completely old.

at sunset.

The army finally arrived at Zhenxi Palace.
In front of the entire Tianmen Pass is another corpse, which is the tragic battlefield left after the war between the Turks and the Huns.

Huo Qubing and Chen Qingzhi didn't waste time, and the two commanders divided up their forces on the spot.

Huo Qubing personally led the tiger and leopard cavalry and [-] troops from the Hudun king's army, and then entered Monan to attack the Hunxie tribe.

Chen Qingzhi integrated the [-] remnants of the White Robe Army and the Xiliang Army, went west to Tianmen Pass, and flattened hundreds of thousands of mu of fertile grassland in the Gaochang Department of the Turkic Kingdom!
The sweep this time could at least bring back nearly hundreds of thousands of cattle and sheep, and countless leather, grain and grass, which completely solved the food problem of the people of Liangzhou!

In the entire eastern part of the Turkic Kingdom, nearly one-third of the land and pastures were swept away by Chen Qingzhi's soldiers and horses. Everything that could be taken away was taken away, and those that could not be taken away were destroyed on the spot!

These barbarians have no concept of residence at all, and there are only two ways to deal the most fatal blow!
Either massacre, or destroy their means of production!

But Huo Qubing, who re-entered Monan, was much more tender.

The Shan Yu Court has been broken, King Hudun has returned to the Han, and the whole of Monan has been completely incorporated into the Han territory. The only thing left is for the emperor to lower the seal and ribbon of the great Han, and set up a mansion to sacrifice to heaven and swear sovereignty!
So when Huo Qubing swept the Hunxie Mountain King's tribe, he let King Hudun take action more, and kept some cattle, sheep, food and grass!
The strategic policy is also quite enlightened, and those who return to the Han will not be killed!

That night.

Zhenxi Palace.

The white-haired Li Hetu stayed up all night.

He was wearing a battle armor, and with the support of Li Buhui, he walked to the north of Tianmen Pass, the southern part of Tianshan Mountain that stretches deep into Xiliang County.

There... there are countless graves, countless.

And above the waist, more than 8 new graves have been added.

These graves have no monuments, no names and taboos, and some... are just a bunch of new soil and a saffron.

However, those who were buried were all the most glorious and loyal bones of the great Han Xiliang!
The moon is bright in the sky, the snow is white on the ground, and under the ground, there are countless loyal souls of the great Han Xiliang!
"thump!"

Suddenly.

The white-haired Li Hetu knelt down towards the short grave on Tiantian Mountain.

"Father!!" Li Buhui exclaimed suddenly.

"My lord, if you kneel down, those underground Xiliang loyal souls can't bear it!" Gong Shang red-eyed, and hurriedly supported Li Hetu to help him up.

A group of veterans behind them gritted their teeth and whimpered in grief.

Li Hetu broke away from Gong Shang's support, shook his head, and said in a deep voice:

"What's wrong with them?"

"This kneeling is what I owe them!!"

"When the elders of Xiliang sent them to the king of Zhenxi, they were just young men who had just grown up, but they handed over their lives to this king without complaint or regret!"

"but……"

"This king failed to bring them glory, failed to save their family from the disaster, but... let them scatter their blood on the land of the Xiliang Desert forever..."

Li Hetu's voice was mournful, with tears running down his face, and at the end he covered his face and began to cry.

"He... what a good boy they were once..."

This Daguozhu of Zhenxi has shed blood and never shed tears all his life, but in the past few days, he is about to shed all the tears of the man who has been buried all his life.

Gong Shang beside him also cried.

He is also old.

When he was ten years old, he left Chang'an with King Zhenxi and entered Xiliang. He had been guarding the border for more than forty years. His black hair turned into white hair, and he was covered in wounds as a young man in the past!

He personally presided over the burial of the ten-mile solitary graves on the mountain that day. Although there was no monument erected, Gong Shang was able to call out their names one by one.

them……

What a good boy he was once!

"My lord, Gongshang... I will enter Xiliang without regret in this life!!"

All of a sudden, Gong Shang gritted his teeth and roared with a trembling throat.

Hundreds of Xiliang veterans behind them all knelt down, weeping and roaring:

"My lord, I will enter Xiliang with no regrets in this life!!"

Li Hetu, who was kneeling at the front, had a stalwart back, but at this moment he was trembling violently. While weeping, he said in a trembling voice:
"This king... has no regrets!"

Li Buhui had already burst into tears.

Her name is Bugui.

She grew up in the Xiliang camp since she was a child. The ten lieutenant generals of the Xiliang army were all heroes on the battlefield, but they were willing to be beaten and bullied by a little girl like her.

One second, he dragged Zhenxi King to sue like an old child, and the next second he heard that the princess was being bullied, and his face turned murderous all the time, saying that if anyone dared to bully Xiliang Pearl, these old guys would directly lead troops there Plan the ancestral grave!

But now...

Of the ten Caomang uncles who watched Li Buhui grow up, seven of them have already been buried in the Shili Zhong Tomb in Tianshan Mountain!

Li Buhui, who was dressed in red armor, burst into tears just so abruptly.

Xiliang is very bitter.

In the desert of yellow sand, the north wind is like a knife, and the barbarians outside the pass drink blood like hair.

but……

Every son who came to Xiliang seldom regretted it.

Even if Xiliang is killed in battle, they still have to bury their bones in Tianshan, and their loyal souls will guard Xiliang for generations!

"not regret."

Li Hetu suddenly called out.

Li Buhui, who was crying into tears, was slightly taken aback, and responded:
"Father."

"Promise to be my father, after my father's death, I must bury my father's bones in this Tianshan Mountain, my father... I will accompany these Xiliang loyal souls!" Li Hetu said.

"En." Li Buhui nodded.

The next day.

Day had not yet broken.

However, tens of thousands of elders from Xiliang had already gathered in Zhenxi Wangfu, and they wanted to send Zhenxi Wang back to Chang'an.

Even though they are reluctant and grateful, they still hope that the old prince will take good care of his life after returning to Chang'an!

The gate of the palace opened, and Gong Shang and a group of white-haired guards who left Chang'an and returned to the capital packed their luggage and waited for the old prince to go out.

Li Buhui took off his red armor, put on red makeup, and walked out of Zhenxi Palace with the help of Li Hetu who was wearing a python robe.

One hundred thousand elders from Xiliang were sent thirty miles away.

After Li Hetu got into the carriage, after all, he didn't lift the curtain once.

He entered Xiliang at the age of 13, and returned to Chang'an at the age of 53 with white hair and battle injuries. He spent 41 years in the army and guarded the Han Ximen with the might of a national pillar, without losing an inch of the country!
I am worthy of the two generations of Han kings, and I am worthy of hundreds of thousands of elders in Liangzhou, but... I am ashamed of the hundreds of thousands of Xiliang loyal souls underground!

The chariot is rolling.

The north wind howled.

……

……

at this time!

Xiliang is just north, the core of the desert.

Longcheng Mountain, Shan Yuting.

Hundreds of thousands of Hun cavalry with hair on their left lapels galloped through the snow, blowing up the snow and snow all over the place!

The leader was an extremely burly, cold and fierce man in the battle robe of the King of the Huns.

This person is the head of the four kings who ruled nearly a million territories in Mobei among the four great heroes of the Huns, the Great Worthy King of the Huns, Tuoba Polu!
One hundred thousand Xiongnu soldiers from the Great Sage King's Department poured into Shan Yu's court, their faces were as pale as paper, and they couldn't believe everything in front of them!
Shan Yuting, which once symbolized the supreme authority on the desert grassland, is now like a dead city!
Hundreds of thousands of corpses were covered with white snow, and there was no trace of living people.

On top of Shanyu Tingdi Palace, there is a mountain of corpses piled up by the bones of tens of thousands of Huns.
Its majestic momentum completely overwhelmed the Imperial Palace!
And on the top of the mountain of corpses stands a towering pillar, and on the top of the pillar stands a monument with a letter written in it, which is extremely vigorous and majestic. It is the country name of the big man:

"Chinese!"

"To... what the hell happened!!"

The great virtuous king Tuoba Polu stared at the mountain of corpses and the Han Zhu which symbolized the humiliation of the Huns with scarlet eyes, and roared sharply.

The [-] Xiongnu soldiers under his command are all terrified, and even their souls are trembling!

(End of this chapter)