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Chapter 656 Captive
On the north bank of the Weihe River, more than a thousand riders galloped eastward.

The strong wind brushed against Wang Zhichen's face, and he galloped his horse, feeling really puzzled.

Why didn't Liu Heima send reinforcements from Fengxiang Mansion's garrison?Why is Liu Heima's army still in force, and seeing that the reinforcements have arrived, he still retreats?

The fighting spirit is a bit low, and it does not match the reputation of the famous generals played in the battle of Sanfeng Mountain.

More than [-] cavalry were defeated in Pingye by [-] Song troops, and even he felt embarrassed for Liu Heima.

After running for more than ten miles, at night, Wang Zhichen slowed down his horse and returned when he encountered a scout horse.

"Report, integrity is ahead..."

Wang Zhichen galloped slowly for another mile, and rushed into a village. He saw a bonfire burning in a ruined temple at the entrance of the village.

"Mr. Lian! Liu Heima was defeated and fled, we guard Fengxiang..."

Lian Xixian raised his hand, interrupted Wang Zhichen, and said, "Let's lead the troops back to Jingzhao Mansion."

"Jingzhao Mansion?" Wang Zhichen was surprised, "Why is the situation like this? Li Xia has only a few thousand people, and there are more than [-] troops stationed in the Guanzhong Zhuzhou City..."

"If Liu Heima doesn't surrender, the Guanzhong cities won't be able to take Li Xia without reinforcements." Lian Xixian said slowly, "But if he surrenders Li Xia, you and I will only have time to rush to Jingzhao Mansion."

"drop?"

As soon as this word caught his ears, Wang Zhichen was completely stunned.

It was really hard for him to imagine, given the strength of the Great Mongol Kingdom, how could any Mongol prince surrender to General Song?

Incredible...

~~
Night falls.

The soldiers of the Song Army who took off their infantry armor took off their clothes, walked to the Jiangshui River with heavy steps, lay down, and let the river wash their calves.

They were the hardest people in this battle. They ran back and forth wearing nearly [-] kilograms of armor to protect the comrades behind them. No one asked them to clean up the battlefield anymore.

The Jiangshui River was covered with corpses, and it had become a river of blood. They didn't care, they just wanted to cool off.

Some soldiers drove the prisoners to carry the corpses, shouting at the top of their voices: "Don't drink this water, in case you get sick."

"I know!"

"Don't wash it either, the commander said, the weather is hot, if there is a plague after the war, it's not a joke."

"it is good……"

The heavily armored soldiers who put their feet in the river moved to the bank, still lying down, unable to get up.

But tired after tired, some people still couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Still shouting? They are all hoarse..."

"Haha, Wansheng."

"It's not the first time I've won..."

The cheers spread to the camp.

The soldiers in the camp were also cheering, but there were also people mourning for their comrades who died in the battle. Laughter and crying gathered together, as if they were telling the joy and sorrow of the battlefield.

The neighing of the horses has gone away, and the herd of horses is being driven to Dasan Pass.

Occasionally, a horse looks back at the battlefield in the night, its eyes seem to be human, with sadness.

The dead horses were skinned and boned by soldiers of the Song army, and they were roasted on a bonfire.

Outside the big tent, by the campfire, Liu Yuanzhen was being tied up and thrown there, sweating profusely from the heat.

He watched with fascination the ashes scattered in the campfire rising and falling, feeling that they were like his own heart, dead ashes.

In today's battle, after being surrounded for an afternoon, Liu Heima was finally defeated and fled. Only more than [-] riders crossed the Jiangshui floating bridge.

The biggest casualties also occurred at that time.

Afterwards, Song Jun turned around and surrounded his group with the Dasan Pass defenders.

There are probably nearly three thousand prisoners in the army.

"I was captured again like this..."

The most difficult thing for Liu Yuanzhen to hurt patiently is the word "again". When he thinks of this, his emotions come up, and he wants to cry, but there are no tears.

"Where is Li Xia?!"

He suddenly yelled and hit his head on the ground.

"Where is Li Xia?! Let him come to see me..."

~~
Li Xia was still directing the soldiers and civilians to clean up the battlefield.

He was a calm and boring person, and he was not immersed in the excitement after winning the battle. He was more worried about the plague in case of scorching summer, so he carefully told the soldiers to bury the corpse as soon as possible.

After that, it was to visit the wounded.

……

There was a lot of wailing in the tent, Lu Xiaoyou heard "Marshal", and wanted to stand up, but he heard Li Xia say something again.

"Don't get up, lie down... Are you short of medicine?"

"Don't worry, Marshal, there is no shortage..."

After a while, Li Xia finished chatting with Doctor Jun and finally walked to Lu Xiaoyou's side.

"Master."

"Don't be too polite, is it seriously hurt?"

"No...it's not heavy, it's fine, it will be fine in half a month."

"You are lying on the stretcher again, and the scene is somewhat familiar."

"It's useless to be the last general." Lu Xiaoyou replied in shame.

Suddenly, he thought of the scene when Yan Yunyun made fun of Lin'an when he was injured... This time he won the battle again, if only she could know about it.

Thinking about it later, Lu Xiaoyou still gave up this idea, and decided to marry a wife honestly after returning home.

Li Xia didn't know his strange and simple thoughts, so he patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't belittle yourself, you are a great general."

After all, go to another tent.

Lu Xiaoyou still propped himself up, silently hugged Li Xia behind his back, and then he was willing to lie down.

I feel the pride in my heart and the hope for the future.

"Hey, the talent of a general..."

~~
As the night got darker, Li Zeyi walked into the tent, looked at the injuries on Lu Xiaoyou's body, and asked, "Is it still okay?"

"Yes, wear a goggle."

As usual, Lu Xiaoyou didn't care about Li Zeyi's condescending tone, and asked instead: "Did you chase after him on horseback? How many people were beheaded later?"

"One, three more were captured alive, and have been reported to Liu Tongzhi."

"Then you remember, it's one three puns plus three five puns... Also, with the previous credits, you can already transfer capital."

As Lu Xiaoyou said, he calculated for him on his own.

"One three guan plus one five guan is eight guan plus ten..."

Li Zeyi was impatient and said, "It's already been recorded."

Another school general might be angry again, but Lu Xiaoyou was not angry, he just said: "That's good."

"I really didn't expect that I could actually ride a horse to chase the enemy in the end."

Li Zeyi sighed with emotion, thought for a while, took off the water bag around her waist and put it on Lu Xiaoyou's bedside, and said, "Get better soon."

His expression and tone were as if Lu Xiaoyou was his soldier.

But he completely forgot that during the war, he actually obeyed Lu Xiaoyou's command from the beginning to the end...

~~
It was almost dawn when Li Xia returned to the main tent of the Chinese army.

Liu Yuanzhen was sweating profusely by the campfire.

"Li Xia! Kill me if you have the ability..."

"If you want to kill you, you were already dead during the Battle of Chengdu in the sixth year of Xingchang."

Liu Yuanzhen couldn't help but hesitated, and wanted to say something again, but Li Xia had already entered the big account.

At dawn, the bonfire finally went out, and the soldiers of the Song army did not light the fire again.

Liu Yuanzhen finally felt a little bit cooler, lying on the ground seemed to be asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard a familiar voice.

"Marshal Li, I'm afraid Lian Xixian has rushed back to Jingzhao, if he refuses to meet again, the time will pass..."

Liu Yuanzhen opened his eyes in a daze, and first saw a pair of climbing shoes.

He raised his head slowly, only to see Jia Hou standing outside the big tent, watched by two soldiers.

"Second...second uncle..."

Liu Yuanzhen originally wanted to ask, "Is the second uncle also captured?" But thinking about the words just now, he knew that Jia Hou had escaped with Liu Heima and came back again.

After thinking about it again, he already understood.

Jia Hou lowered his eyes and glanced at Liu Yuanzhen. He didn't speak, but his eyes were complicated.

The uncle and nephew who were also Li Xia's captives stood and lay down like this, feeling the embarrassing atmosphere...

Finally, Li Xia's voice came from inside the tent.

"Bring in the messenger."

A soldier stepped forward, picked up Liu Yuanzhen, and threw him into the big tent.

Inside the tent, the first thing that catches the eye is a large map, which Li Xia didn't put away on purpose. There are marching routes drawn among the mountains, rivers and rivers...

Liu Yuanzhen stared blankly for a while, knowing that the defeat in this battle was not unjust.

Li Xia prepared for too long and too carefully, not to mention that Wang Zhichen's reinforcements failed to cross the Wei River, even if Fengxiang Mansion had reinforcements, the Song Army would be able to mobilize more than a thousand troops from Dasan Pass.

There is also Xiegu Pass.

Press it in batches, just to keep it as a follow-up...

The battle is over, and it is useless to look at these again, but to add a ray of sadness to his heart, Liu Yuanzhen turned his eyes, and saw that apart from the map, the tent was very simple, with only a roll of straw mats and a long spear... After that , Li Xia had already put on his armor and turned around.

Just see messengers, captives, what do you do in armor?
Liu Yuanzhen can understand him, since it is a battlefield, Li Xia is always ready.

This is such a boring person, but he is indeed too outstanding.

"I've seen Marshal Li."

Jia Hou gave a salute and directly explained the purpose of his visit, saying: "Now I have seen the marshal's supernatural power, I want to talk to him about the unfinished business in the first month..."

"Don't worry, there is one more."

Li Xia hung the sword on his body, looking careful and methodical.

"Master, someone brought it here."

Someone outside the tent communicated, and another person who was tied up was thrown in.

Liu Yuanzhen took a closer look, but it was Liu Yuanli.

"Goro?"

"Big brother? Second uncle? You... this..."

Liu Yuanli couldn't believe it, and had already froze.

The three of them each recalled the scene of being captured during the First World War in Chengdu. They were so ashamed that they wished they could stick to the ground...

"Let's all go out, twenty steps away from the tent, don't allow anyone to come near."

"Is the commander in danger?"

"It's okay."

After Li Xia ordered, he turned to Jia Hou and said, "Let's get started."

Compared to the other three people in the tent, he was full of energy, as if he could shine.

Liu Yuanzhen used to appreciate Li Xia, but now he finds him annoying.

The kind of tenacity that is far beyond ordinary people is very annoying to ordinary people.

With this thought, Liu Yuanzhen realized that he finally admitted that compared to Li Xia, he was an ordinary person...

"Brother-in-law is willing to talk with the commander-in-chief again about the unfinished business of the first month."

Jia Hou didn't look at his two nephews on the ground, trying to maintain a calm tone, neither talking about the battle yesterday, nor about Lian Xixian's going to Chang'an just mentioned.

"The Liu family is willing to marry the Li family, brother-in-law, the thirteenth and fourteenth sisters are about the same age as the Marshal..."

The air was still filled with the stench of the battlefield, and Jia Hou heard it, and felt sad in his heart.All I can say is, it's over.

Those who abandon me shall not stay yesterday.

Today, the first thing that aristocratic families must guarantee is the family's foundation.

The troops in Fengxiang Mansion have not been adjusted, and there are still troops stationed in Guanzhong. Liu Heima escaped in time, and he still has the capital to negotiate.

This is the route of retreat that was prepared before the war...

But Li Xia raised his hand and interrupted Jia Hou's words.

"Greedy."

Jia Hou's eyes immediately became embarrassed as soon as the two words fell into his ears.

Li Xia said: "I'm straightforward, but since the victory or defeat has been decided, you don't need to bargain any more. If you want to talk, you can set the tone first. Don't be greedy. Let's seek truth from facts."

Jia Hou smiled and said: "Forgive me, but the commander-in-chief wants to use the Liu family as a patron, but he should not be less respectful. If you want to help each other, you must first have a relationship..."

"In the first month, I persuaded the Liu family with good words, but didn't I give the Liu family a face?" Li Xia asked: "At that time, you wanted to see your strength, but now that your strength is shown, you want affection and affection? It's all your good words and bad words. After all, aren’t you greedy?”

"This……"

Jia Hou lowered his head and looked embarrassed.

Since Li Xia refused to give in to this first step, it was even more impossible for Li Xia to give what Liu Heima wanted, so it would be difficult to talk about it.

He didn't dare to speak hard words, lest the conversation collapse.

He had no choice but to glance at Liu Yuanzhen.

Liu Yuanzhen understood, closed his eyes helplessly, raised his neck, and said: "Second Uncle, you don't need to talk to him, let's see if he has only a few thousand troops and can pass in Guanzhong? My fifth brother and I are not afraid of death!"

"Okay. Since that's the case, I can help you all..."

Halfway through Li Xia's words, Jia Hou raised his eyes and saw that his eyes were hard and cold, and his expression changed drastically.

"You must be handsome! You have something to say, something to say..."

(End of this chapter)