Back to Daqin to be Emperor

Chapter 323
This change was also noticed by Ba Xiulie. After the Qin army rushed to help the Donghu people, Ba Xiulie knew that it was impossible to wipe out the Donghu people. Ba Xiulie immediately turned his attention to other places on the battlefield.

When he saw that it was Fusu who came to help him in person, it was not that Baxiulie had no plans to kill the son of Great Qin. However, on the battlefield, the Huns did not have the initiative, let alone among thousands of troops, the generals Fusu beheaded.

What made Ba Xiulie even more unexpected was that the elegant young man he saw in Xianyang that day was so brave and good at fighting on the battlefield. The ordinary Hun cavalry was not an enemy of Fusu at all.

However, Fusu didn't blindly rush and strike, and he grasped the timing very delicately. Apart from killing the enemy, he also had the mind to observe the situation elsewhere on the battlefield.

As soon as he thought of this, Ba Xiulie immediately turned his horse back, the battle had reached this point, and it could no longer be fought!
And when they arrived at the banner of Touman Dazhu, they saw a general of the Qin army coming towards the banner of Dazhu. When this person appeared in front of him, Baxiulie immediately remembered it!
The scene on the school field that day is still vivid in my mind, the bloody horses that the Huns could not tame, but under Yingbo's hands, they became extremely docile.

And on the battlefield today, who is going to kill him all the way, who can stop him?Even the extravagant Wanqi was broken through by Yingbu in just a moment, and immediately became a mess!
"Stand by the plow, let's withdraw our troops!" Baxiulie looked at Touman and begged, "This battle can no longer be fought."

Touman looked at Qin Jun with hatred in his eyes. His favorite youngest son, Gu Tushe, died at the hands of that Qin general.But he also knew that this battle could no longer be fought, and the Huns had lost more than ten thousand people so far.

Even if the Huns continue to fight, even if they win the war, they probably won't survive this winter. A weak Xiongnu is a piece of fat on the lips of Donghu and Da Yueshi.

Even if they were thieves on the grassland, those lowly Ding Ling people would take the opportunity to bully the Huns.

And if the Huns who were loyal to him were almost dead, this winter, even if Donghu and Dayue Clan did not come to trouble the Huns, I am afraid that someone in the royal court would miss his Hun Shanyu again!
"Withdraw troops!" Touman's eyes were full of unwillingness, but he finally gave the order.

The horn sounded from the Huns camp, and countless Huns looked at all this blankly, "Have you withdrawn your troops?"

Obviously they have not been defeated, and obviously the number of the Qin army is not very large, but it is they who choose to retreat, and countless people feel dissatisfied.

But at this moment, they still have to obey the orders from the Huns camp.

In the battlefield, such changes cannot escape Fusu's eyes. Qin Jun, who has been fighting hard for a long time, finally waited for this moment, and everyone was extremely excited.

"Send the order, the whole army pursues!" At this time, Fusu will not be relentless.

Hu'er and Gushe looked at the retreating Huns, and immediately led the Donghu cavalry in pursuit.

Along the way, the Xiongnu had no fighting spirit at all. Facing the pursuit of the Qin army, they did not resist at all. No matter how many people were left behind by the Qin army, the Xiongnu would ignore them.

After chasing for a hundred miles, Fusu looked at the fleeing Huns before ordering his soldiers to stop the pursuit.

Facing the Huns who wanted to run, there was really no way to keep them. Everyone was a horse, and their maneuvering speeds were almost the same.

What's more, in the face of the pursuit of the Qin army, the Huns were always overwhelmed by such a life-and-death crisis behind them, and they were non-stop, not even stopping for a while.

It wasn't until night that Fusu led the Qin army back to the army camp. After a day of fierce fighting, the Qin army was exhausted.

"Order, the whole army rests."

Fusu directly let all the soldiers enter the camp where Donghu was originally stationed. Although the Donghu camp was attacked last night and a lot of damage was done, some places are still relatively complete. It can completely become the place where the Qin army camped.

Fusu took a general look at the current size of the Qin army, but there were more than 7000 people left, and Donghu, after this battle, lost almost half of its strength, and now there are only about [-] people left.

Adding up the two parties, there are now less than 2 people.

Entering the camp, Fusu saw that the more than a hundred soldiers of the Qin army who stayed here organized the people, set up tents, set up a big pot, boiled water, and put large pieces of meat into the pot.

Seeing this scene, Fusu couldn't help laughing. Originally, more than a hundred people who stayed behind died here, but to reassure these people, and also to prevent these people from causing chaos.

At this time, the impact of any disturbance can be said to be fatal to the entire Qin army.

Looking at it now, the role played by the more than a hundred soldiers he stayed behind was really not small, and it also brought him this unexpected joy.

Although the battle was over, Fusu was busier than ever.

"Young Master, our army defeated Donghu and Xiongnu in this battle. We beheaded 3 Donghu and more than 50 Xiongnu, totaling [-]. Countless cattle and sheep were captured. According to preliminary estimates, there are about [-] head."

Hearing Meng Tuo's recitation of this victory, Fusu's face also revealed a look of joy.

Seeing Meng He walk into the tent, his face was a bit heavy, Fu Su Qing knew why, and said: "Meng He, the casualties have been counted?"

Menghe handed the number of casualties to Fusu's desk, and said: "This time, the Mengjia army suffered about 1 casualties, and about 1000 were injured. The number of soldiers who can fight now, counting some wounded soldiers, is about [-]. Many people."

Although Meng He tried his best to restrain his emotions, his eyes still couldn't help turning red. On the battlefield, his eyes were red for a while, but he didn't care about how many soldiers died in battle.

However, when these dead soldiers were turned into a series of cold numbers and collected in his hands, Meng He felt something tearing his heart apart.

Of the [-] Mengjia army, less than half of the soldiers can fight now, and a considerable part of the seriously injured soldiers will die slowly.

This is the biggest loss since the Meng family army became an army.

Meng He has been with Meng Tian for a long time, this Meng family army has been entrusted to Meng He by Meng Tian for a long time, and Meng He regards it as his second life.

Fusu didn't say anything, at this moment, any words are futile.

Meng Tuo's original joy was immediately washed away after hearing the casualties in Meng He's mouth. For Meng Tuo, the Meng Family Army also held a very special position in his heart .

Yingbu stepped into the big tent and said: "The new army has only 800 people who have not been injured in this battle. The number of soldiers who can fight is only a thousand. More than a thousand people died in battle."

There was no emotion in Yingbo's words, but Fusu could feel that Yingbo was just suppressing the pain.

Yingbo and the new army get along day and night. No one has a deeper affection for the new army than Yingbo. He is the brother who trains with him day and night, is his right-hand man on the battlefield, and his trusted comrade-in-arms.

The result of the three thousand new troops was almost the same as that of the Meng family's army. At this point in the battle, the Qin army had achieved great results, but the losses were not small.

"Cheer up." Fusu knew that at this time, everyone can have time to grieve, but he can't. He is the commander of the entire Qin army, and he is responsible for the entire Qin army.

"I agree, rest overnight and pursue Donghu according to the original plan."

When these words came out, Menghe, Mengtuo and Yingbu all cast their eyes on Fusu.

"Young master, more than half of our army has been lost. Do we still have to pursue it?" Meng Tuo asked uncertainly.

"So, how much of my Qin army can go back?" Meng Tuo said, "Young master, let's go back to the court!"

Both Menghe and Yingbu were silent, but from their eyes and appearance, Fusu could feel that they were expecting to affirm Mengtuo's suggestion.

"You all think so?" Fusu stared at Yingbo and Menghe.

Historically, when wars are frustrated or the army loses too much, there will be a wave of homesickness in the army, from the general to the soldiers, all will be wrapped in this wave.

Meng He thought for a while and said, "My lord, Dong Hu has already fled for a day, and I, Qin Jun, may not be able to catch up..."

Fu Su listened carefully to Meng He's words, and then said: "Even if the one hundred thousand troops retreat, there will be traces left along the way..."

Seeing that the three of them were silent, Fu Su said: "Yes, our losses are great, but our victories are also great."

"With [-] troops, we defeated the Donghu people who were five times our size, and the Huns who were twice our size."

"However, the Hu people were not seriously injured because of this. The Donghu people still have more than [-] cavalry. As long as these cavalry are still there, within three years, the Hu people will be able to invade our Great Qin North Territory again."

"Could it be that at that time, when the Hu people broke through the customs, countless people were displaced, and were taken captive by the Hu people to the grassland as slaves and handmaids, is that what you want to see?"

"Look at the people outside. They are all the people of our Great Qin. They pay taxes every year, support the country, and support the army. Is it just to make us choose to retreat at this time?"

"Raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use them for a while. Today, a great opportunity to severely injure the barbarians is in front of us. Should we really give up this opportunity?"

"Our loss is great, but the Hu people's loss is also great. What we have to compete is who can survive to the end..."

"...Think about it carefully!" Fusu stepped out of the big tent and left the three of them in the tent.

Fusu looked up at the starry sky outside, trying hard to keep the tears in his eyes, how could he not be heartbroken?However, he had to be ruthless, and with the few Qin troops left, he chose to continue fighting the barbarians.

Because this is the only and correct decision that reason tells him to make, there is no second way to go.

Fusu looked in the direction where Xianyang was, and he felt why his father Yingzheng sometimes became so decisive and cruel in his actions!
Without him, the times dictate.

The more you are in a high position, the more you can't help yourself. It seems that you have great power and control all over the world. However, the more prudent you must be in the decisions you make, and the more things you will consider.

And the key lies in the two words of choice, what is discarded is the price to be paid!

Fusu came to a place, in front of him, there were tens of thousands of corpses, all of which were soldiers of the Qin army who died in battle.

Fusu remembered that one day ago, these were still living beings, but now they have become cold corpses lying quietly on the ground.

Fusu faced the front, bowed three times, and said: "Brothers, go all the way, your wives, children, parents, as long as Fusu lives, he will never treat them badly..."

Tomorrow, these will be turned into a handful of ashes in the fire, and then brought back to Daqin.

At the end, Fusu sat paralyzed on the ground, tears streaming down his face. He remembered that he still knew some of them, had dinner, chatted with them, and trained with them...

"Who?" Suddenly feeling a figure behind him, Fu Su immediately wiped away his tears and looked back.

Seeing that it was Tian Huan, Fu Su asked, "What are you doing here?"

Tian Huan didn't speak, and the two of them stood in a stalemate for a long time, Tian Huan said: "I have been with Senior Brother Mo Chu since I was a child, and I also admire Senior Brother Mo Chu the most."

"Senior brother Mo Chu is very talented. Among the many disciples of the Mo family, no one can surpass him. All the brothers are convinced of senior brother Mo Chu."

"But later, Senior Brother Mo Chu and Young Master met, and came to Beidi for more than a year."

"This year, Senior Brother Mo Chu has traveled all over the large and small precipitous passes in the Northland and the surrounding large cities, and recorded dozens of volumes."

"My brothers and I are puzzled, and asked why?"

"He said he was doing it for the son."

"At the end, he told me that he believed that the young master would be a wise king who would bless all the people."

A wry smile appeared on Tian Huan's face, and he said, "I didn't believe it at first, but now, I believe it!"

"why?"

"Because the son will also be sad, and will cry for these fallen soldiers, instead of being like those ministers in the court, thinking about his own gains and losses, regardless of the people's joy and sorrow, and regardless of whether the soldiers are dead or alive."

"But Tian Huan still wants to tell you, you still have a long way to go, and there are still many ups and downs waiting for you in front of you."

"If you want to become a sage king who blesses all people, you still have to face great hardships and tribulations. Only after experiencing these, you can achieve what you want in your heart."

"But at that time, whether it's senior Mo Chu, senior Ziyu, or master, they don't know whether the young master can still maintain his original intentions, and whether he can cry for the soldiers who died in battle like tonight."

"As for me, Tian Huan, I can't even see it! Young Master, the books written by senior brother Mo Chu are in Fushi City. You can ask and you will know."

"There is also this letter written by Senior Brother Mo Chu, please give it to Master for me." Tian Huan suddenly pulled out the long sword from his waist and stabbed at his abdomen.

Fusu's face was terrified, and he rushed forward in a hurry, full of puzzlement in his heart.

Blood spilled from the corner of Tian Huan's mouth, and he said, "My lord, when I was in Juyang City, I should have defended the city with Brother Mo Chu to death."

"But in order to fulfill Senior Brother Mo Chu's last order, I survived. Today, I entrust it to the young master, don't worry!"

"Like my brother, I believe that the young master will definitely become a wise king who will bless all the people."

(End of this chapter)