The king behind the empress

Chapter 433 Retreat
Zhao Qing's death did not make the rest of the soldiers afraid, but it strengthened their determination to fight to the death.

It's just that the strength is not as good as the crime camp, and the morale is not dominant. The only advantage of having a large number of people can't be used here, so this desperate army, after holding on for an hour, was finally killed and collapsed again.

In the canyon, there are dead bodies everywhere. The blood flowing from these corpses spreads to the distance along the stone road on the ground. It looks like a red brook. The blood flows into a river at this moment, really Definitely became an adjective.

There were more than 3000 people, and there were only more than [-] left at this time. These surviving soldiers would rather go back and be burned to death than face the executioners of the crime camp.

The thousand soldiers of the criminal battalion who participated in the battle, including Chen Jiu, were soaked in blood all over their bodies. The original silver-white armor was covered with dark red blood, and it looked like a statue of Hell.

The soldiers of these criminal camps have long been accustomed to this situation. They hold long knives that have already been curled in their hands, and patrol the battlefield with calm expressions. He will mercilessly add another knife and send those soldiers away.

"Withdraw the army."

Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and even their side felt a little roasted, Chen Jiu called back the soldiers of the crime camp, then glanced at the lying corpse on the ground, and said in a calm tone: " Get some dry wood and burn these corpses."

Among these lying corpses, there must be soldiers who haven't died yet, but it doesn't matter, as soon as the fire goes down, there will be no survivors left on this battlefield.

After all, corpses are also fuel, and once a fire starts, none of these people will be spared.

As the crime camp spread dry firewood all over the battlefield, many soldiers who were pretending to be dead got up in panic after realizing Chen Jiu's purpose, but before they could take two steps, the crossbow arrows from the crime camp shot them to the ground.

As the fire ignited, this hell-like Shura battlefield was gradually engulfed in flames.

Because Xu Boyuan and the others threw too much wood, the fire burned for a day and a night before it was finally extinguished. The stones on both sides of the cliff were roasted white by the fire. When the wind blows, these stones will turn into fine white powder. , falling eloquently into the valley.

Tens of thousands of troops were buried in this valley in just three days.

In the next few years, this lifeless open space in the valley unexpectedly grew lush peach forests. Every spring, peach blossoms bloom all over the mountains and plains.

And this originally nameless valley, from this time on, also officially had its name, that is, the Valley of the Dead.

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After the great victory of Jieyang and Yecheng, Yu Zhijun and Xu Boyuan did not stop at all. After finishing the matter, they all marched like Guangling City.

It was at this time that Situ Yao received the news of the disastrous defeat of the two armies.

"All defeated? The army going to Jieyang, the whole army was wiped out, and no one survived?"

Situ Yao held the secret letter in his hand. If he hadn't had absolute confidence in his information, he really doubted whether it was fabricated by his subordinates.

Jieyang and Yecheng each have 15 troops. Although the quality of the troops is average, they are 15 troops all the way. How could they be defeated so easily and miserably.

Of the 15 in Yecheng, the Yuzhi Army went to 5, which is still justifiable. After all, he has seen the strength of the Shenwei Army with his own eyes. If the Yuzhi Army also has this strength, then Yecheng will be defeated. , not surprisingly.

But what's going on in Jieyang, the enemy army doesn't even have 1 people, but they have 15 people! ! !
As a result, not to mention the defeat, the entire army was wiped out, and none of the 15 people was spared.

Are they pigs?Even if there are 15 pigs, 8000 of them can't finish killing them in half a month! ! !
Looking at the information in his hands, Situ Yao suddenly felt disheartened. He knew what opponent he was facing, but he never expected that his teammates were actually more ruthless than his opponent.

The two armies that he had placed high hopes on directly dealt him a fatal blow.

Now, the reinforcements of the enemy army are coming soon, and the old fox of King Bei'an is also standing still in Dingzhou, it seems that he is going around, and he is the only one who is beaten.

"Zhuzi, don't conspire with me."

Thinking of King Bei'an, Situ Yao slammed the ghost information in his hand to the ground. The anger that had been suppressed in his heart for so long finally burst out.

On the side of King Bei'an, he almost sent three letters a day to remind him, but they were all regarded as alarmists, and he always used the excuse of preparing the army to prevaricate himself, and stopped in Dingzhou without moving.

Who knows, after he is defeated, it will be his turn next!
"I thought it was a hero, but I didn't expect it to be a short-sighted person, just waiting to reap the benefits of a fisherman, but have you ever thought about whether you have the strength of a fisherman?"

"I only have one hundred thousand frontier troops in my hand, and I want to sit on the world, I am bah!"

Situ Yao was completely plunged into anger. The loss of the two armies completely cut off his hope of winning.

Now he only has 30 troops left in his hands. Although the soldiers in Guangling City also "lost" a lot, it seems that the losses on both sides are equal, but the [-] Yulin Army stationed behind them has not yet moved.

If the Scarlet Flame Dragonriders in the city were included, even if they didn't ride the Scarlet Blood Dragoncong, with the combined strength, he would have no hope of winning this battle.

"The great situation has fallen to this point..."

Situ Yao recalled how high-spirited he was when he led an army of 80 troops out of the south of the Yangtze River. Thinking about it now, two disciples died here, and only half of the army of 50 troops remained. He had never fought such a miserable battle in his life.

"Mo Zizai...Mo Zizai..."

Tired of venting, Situ Yao sat on the ground blankly, chanting Mo Zizai's name non-stop. He couldn't figure out how Mo Zizai cultivated such a strong army in a short period of time, and there were so many of them.

This is no longer something that can be explained by treasures. Not to mention digging up the imperial tombs, even if Mo Zizai dug up all the imperial tombs of the previous dynasty, he would never be able to cultivate so many powerful troops.

"This person... this person..."

Situ Yao thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of an adjective suitable for Mo Zizai. In the end, he could only sigh and said, "If I had known today, I should have killed this little brat at that time!"

At that time, after Mo Congyi's death, Situ Yao also thought about sending Anzi to assassinate Mo Zizai, but he thought of Mo Yuanji, the king of Bei'an who was still in the north, and was afraid that killing Mo Zizai would make Mo Yuanji cheaper, so he hesitated After a long time, I decided to stay with Mo Zizi.

After all, with the existence of this second generation ancestor, it may be possible to make Da Zhou fall faster.

Later, when Mo Zizai came out of the imperial mausoleum, what he did in the court also proved that his decision was correct. Mo Zizai really turned the court into a mess, and he directly forced the court to rebel. Zhou's family.

But what he never expected was that after the aristocratic family rebelled, Mo Zizai actually conjured up so many powerful troops in his hands, 50 against [-], which seemed to be suppressed and beaten.

What's even more outrageous is that besides the pawns, he also has many strong generals in his hands, just like that Yang Yanzhang, who was able to beat to death his most proud disciple, and it was at that moment that Situ Yao fully understood , Things have gone beyond his control.

Now, once the two armies are defeated, the matter is not only out of his control, but even his own life is in danger.

"time to go."

Thinking of this, the decadence on Situ Yao's body was swept away. He stood up with some determination in his eyes, and then said: "If this continues, the army will be defeated. If you don't withdraw, everyone will die here."

"Come on!"

Situ Yao yelled, and summoned the guards, "Go and summon all the Patriarchs, and tell them that the old man has something important to discuss, and let them come quickly."

"Here!"

The personal guard glanced sideways at the mess in the camp, didn't dare to say anything more, and hurriedly went to invite someone after a reply.

When the family heads arrived, the camp had already been tidied up, but some careful old foxes could see some clues from the furnishings in the tent, but they just looked at each other and didn't say much.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Situ Yao didn't hide anything, and directly stated his opinion, "Everyone, it's time for us to withdraw."

"Withdraw troops, why?"

Patriarch Wan was the one who reacted the most. When he heard the word withdrawal, he immediately stood up excitedly and asked, "We came here, but we did nothing but ruin 20 troops."

"If we withdraw the troops now, what will we do? Did we come here to deliver the head to the imperial court?"

"I will never agree to this matter. Withdrawing at this time, I am afraid that my entire southern family will become the laughing stock of the world."

Patriarch Wan's opinion was approved by several people, but a few scheming Patriarchs glanced at some untied places in the tent and showed thoughtful expressions.

After a while, Xu Ran saw that the others did not intend to speak, so he took the initiative to ask: "Leader, but what's wrong with the two armies of Jieyang and Yecheng?"

The main reason why their main army could wait here patiently for so long, even to train with Mo Zizai, was mainly because they wanted to wait for the other two armies to bring them good news.

Looking at Situ Yao at this moment, it was obvious that he had lost his temper. They knew that there was probably something wrong with the other two armies.

"Ah."

Situ Yao didn't have any intention of hiding it, nodded directly, and said: "The 15 army in Yecheng was defeated, and all [-] remnants were surrendered to the court."

"As for Jieyang..."

He paused at this point, and then said in a somewhat calm tone: "The 15 army was wiped out. According to the news sent back by the spies, none of... was spared."

"completely annihilated?"

This news caused an explosion in the tent in an instant, and even the several patriarchs who had expected the accident of the two armies could not help standing up at this moment, "The imperial court obviously didn't have any reinforcements coming, how could they be defeated like this?" awful?"

This group of aristocratic patriarchs expressed difficulty in accepting this matter, especially in Jieyang City, where 15 people were completely annihilated. What happened to them? How could no one survive?
Could it be that they tied their hands and let the court kill them casually?Even so, the imperial court couldn't finish killing 15 people in half a month!
"It is said that he was attacked at night, then driven into a desperate situation, and burned to death."

Situ Yao shook his head. Since the entire army was wiped out, the spies could only find out some general information through some clues, and the specific process is not very clear.

But at this point, the result is no longer important. Situ Yao looked at the crowd and said, "Now, it's useless to say that. Let's think about how we can get out."

"Now, Mo Zizai has [-] Yulin troops stationed behind us in order to cut off our escape route. While we still have the strength to fight back, we can return to the south to regain our strength. Presumably there will be a rebellion by the King of Bei'an For one thing, Mo Zizai won't be chasing Ruo all the time."

"But if we continue to fight, when we suffer heavy losses, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave even if we want to."

As soon as Situ Yao's words came out, the tent immediately fell into silence, even Patriarch Wan, who was the most resolute at the beginning, became silent at this moment.

Because what Situ Yao said was very clear, they didn't know how much they had lost in Guangling City, but if they continued to fight, they would be able to keep them with the [-] forest troops behind them.

So, save face or die?This question was directly placed in front of the Patriarchs.

And the choices of the Patriarchs were also very simple. While the others were still thinking, Patriarch Wan said directly: "How should we withdraw?"

"..."

Everyone looked at Patriarch Wan speechlessly, he was the one who yelled the loudest just now, but now he is the one who is the most cowardly.

Patriarch Wan turned a blind eye to everyone's contemptuous gazes. He was indeed very sad when his son died, and he even did not hesitate to fight all his soldiers to avenge his son.

But if he is involved with himself, it will not work. After all, his son can be reborn after death. If he dies, then this huge family will fall into the hands of others, so no matter what, he himself is absolutely Can't die here.

"Retreat at night..."

Situ Yao originally wanted to tell the army to withdraw quietly in the dark, but he couldn't help but pause halfway through the speech. He had already received the news, and it was impossible for Mo Zi to receive the news slower than him.

So he must have been prepared for his own withdrawal. In this case, there is no difference between retreating during the day and at night. On the contrary, it is inconvenient to command when marching at night, and it is easy to be caught off guard by Mo Zizai.

So after a moment of silence, Situ Yao changed his words again and said, "Mo Zizai must be preparing for our withdrawal, so we should withdraw early tomorrow morning."

After finishing speaking, Situ Yao looked at the other Patriarchs and said solemnly, "Mo Zizai will definitely not let us leave easily, so there will definitely be a tough battle tomorrow."

"For the sake of our own lives, I hope that if you have any backhands, you will stop hiding."

"Here!"

All the Patriarchs agreed, on the surface they agreed very straightforwardly, but only they knew what they were thinking in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)