Chapter 155

A great war came to an end.

The soldiers cleaned up the battlefield.

The battle flag of Northern Frontier fell to the ground, and the skulls hanging on it were collected by the soldiers and brought to Qu Dubian.

"Your Highness, this... is the skull of Princess Zhiyi and other Great Zhou soldiers."

Xia Fuyang tightened his fingers and said nothing, focusing his attention on Qu Dubian, fearing that he would be upset.

Qu Dubian knew that his elder sister was fine. There was no skull of his elder sister among them, but the rest were indeed the heads of the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

He was silent for a moment and then said, "See if we can ask the military doctor to tell which of these heads are female and which are soldiers."

Soldier: “Yes.”

Qu Dubian handed the battle flag to the deputy general beside Xia Fuyang and walked back from the battlefield.

Xia Fuyang thought he was suppressing his emotions, so he tried to change the subject and distract him: "Oh, what are you going to do with the body of the Right Wise King?"

Qu Watanabe: "Skinning and bone removal is a barbaric practice. Hand him over to the military doctor or the city's coroner, and we will study his anatomy."

Contribute to the medicine of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Moreover, if the bones and muscles of the Right Wise King of Northern Frontier were made into specimens, they might have a chance to be preserved for future generations and exhibited in museums.

Since the Right Wise King likes to look at other people's bones so much, he must also like this kind of explicit scene.

"..." Xia Fuyang praised, "This civilization."

Qu Duan turned his head and punched his shoulder, "Thank you. Without you to block the arrows and clean up the surroundings, I wouldn't be able to kill him."

If the Right Wise King is not killed, although this battle will establish authority, it will not be so thorough.

Xia Fuyang chuckled and put his arm around his shoulders like a good brother. "We are both for the Great Zhou. After this battle, the name of our Seventh Prince will spread throughout the Northern Frontier. When we join forces, wherever we go, the Northern Frontier will be terrified!"

Qu Dubian's face twisted, "Let go!"

He has a penetrating wound in his shoulder!

Before going to the battlefield, he adjusted his body's pain sensitivity to 40%. If it was too low, he wouldn't know where he was injured, which would be more dangerous on the battlefield.

Xia Fuyang suddenly remembered and quickly let go: "I forgot about the arrow wound on your body." He pulled Qu Dubian, "The wound must have burst. Let's go back quickly. It's a good opportunity for us to bandage it together."

He cleared away the hidden arrows from Qu Dubian's side, and also had wounds on his body that needed to be treated.

Qu Dubian went back to the military camp in the city with him.

As soon as he entered the city, he felt countless eager eyes on him.

Almost all the soldiers stopped what they were doing to look at him.

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness is back!"

"Your Highness, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"How is General Xia?"

All of them had dirty faces and did not dare to come over. They huddled together, looking at him and Xia Fuyang with bright eyes.

Qu Watanabe: "I'm fine, everyone stop crowding here, go back and have a good rest."

"Okay, everyone go back," Xia Fuyang waved his hand, "Clean up the battlefield and give everyone a snack tonight!"

Qu Watanabe: "Rewards will be given according to military merit."

“Okay!”

The soldiers cheered and watched the two men leave.

Xia Fuyang sent Qu Dubian back to the tent. The military doctor came in and applied medicine to both of them.

During the process, Qu Watanabe was in a trance.

Xia Fuyang vaguely noticed that he was a little depressed. He thought it was because of Zhiyi. He thought about other words of comfort for a long time, but in the end he couldn't say it and sighed slightly.

For those who have stayed at the border for a long time, facing the separation of life and death, it has become normal to quickly adjust their mentality and not indulge too much in sadness and grief.

But Xiaoqi is not, and they are his relatives.

No one can recover easily.

Qu Watanabe's dark eyelashes drooped slightly and he looked at his hands.

It was my first time killing people with my own hands, and I killed so many people.

He didn't remember how many people's chests were pierced by the battle flag in his hand, nor did he remember how many times the enemy's hot blood splashed on his body.

All I remember is the boiling desire to fight and the murderous roars of soldiers on both sides.

The cold flagpole was heated by the wet and sticky blood, and the gaps between his fingers as he held the flagpole were all scarlet. Even though he couldn't smell it, he could imagine the smell of blood.

Qu Watanabe: "In another seven days, after resting, we will take back the city."

Xia Fuyang was stunned: "Why is it seven days?"

Qu Watanabe: "Because in seven days, the return gift to Northern Frontier will be almost ready."

If Beijiang had attacked the city half a month later, his improved version of gunpowder would have been popularized and Zhongyi City would not have been lost. Hot weapons with several times the power could play a very important role in assisting the war in a large-scale war between the two countries.

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Northern Frontier Garrison.

It was cold and quiet.

The news that the Right Wise King did not remember to retreat and died at the hands of the Seventh Prince of the Great Zhou has spread.

Originally, he was full of confidence in taking over the second city in the Great Zhou Central City, but ended up failing miserably. Not only was he defeated, but his leading figure also died.

Jizhigla lowered his head and rested his hands on the table in the tent.

Zuo Xian Wang and other generals in the tent did not dare to say a word.

Suddenly, Jirigela slammed the table and angrily said, "Who can tell me where the Seventh Prince of the Great Zhou came from?!"

"A young boy who is less than 17 years old actually killed the Right Wise King of our Northern Frontier in the midst of thousands of troops?"

"The two armies charged and ended in a miserable defeat. Why didn't he shoot him with an arrow when he charged into battle with the flag?"

Zuo Xian Wang whispered, "Your Majesty, Xia Fuyang is beside him... He is also a madman. I heard from the soldiers who came back that he would rather use his chest armor to gamble that the arrows would not penetrate him than let an arrow fly within half a meter of the Seventh Prince. The martial arts of the two of them..."

"alright!"

Jizhigla interrupted him, took a deep breath, and a ruthless look flashed across his face.

"This Seventh Prince must die. In this battle, he aroused the fighting spirit of the Great Zhou army. As long as he dies, the morale of the Great Zhou army will be undermined again and will never rise again."

"Next time we attack the city, if he's not here, we'll use verbal attacks to get him out, and then kill him with all our might, at all costs."

Zuo Xian Wang: "As you command, Your Majesty."

The post-war review will be temporarily over.

Jizhigra took back his private account.

The god is enshrined in the center of the tent, with mysterious paintings on his body.

Jirigela respectfully lit three incense sticks, then knelt before the god and kowtowed three times devoutly.

He crossed his arms over his chest and said to the statue of the god: "God, you haven't appeared in my dreams for a long time. Are you disappointed that the Northern Frontier was stumped by a young boy?"

"Those dreams that frightened me always alert me. I strive for it and work hard for your encouragement. Please continue to come into my dreams."

"Oh God, you are so great, kind and majestic, just like my father..."

Countless flattering words came out of his mouth. After finishing the prayer, Jizhigla kowtowed three times devoutly again.

King Zuo Xian waited until he finished praying before coming in.

"Your Majesty."

Jizhigla: "Ask someone to check the Seventh Prince's background, the more detailed the better. With such strength and courage, it is impossible for the Great Zhou not to know about it."

"Now that I think about it, Da Zhou must have some conspiracy in sending him here."

-

The capital of Great Zhou.

Before the officials had time to shed a few tears or say a few words about surrender, they were shocked by the new battle report.

The Seventh Prince carried the flag and fought, joined hands with Xia Fuyang and other generals, swept away the decline of the Great Zhou soldiers, and defended the two cities. The Seventh Prince personally killed the Right Wise King of the Northern Frontier and won a great victory over the enemy.

No, this is the seventh prince?

The seventh prince who was sickly a few years ago and had only one record of suppressing bandits?

They originally thought that the Seventh Prince went to Northern Frontier just to fight with Xu Jin, but they didn't expect that in his first serious battle, he cut off one of Jizhigla's arms, which greatly boosted their morale.

This battle report directly swept away half of the depressing atmosphere in the capital city over the previous two days.

A hearty laugh rang out from the Zi Chen Palace, where the smell of medicine was wafting in the air.

"good!"

Emperor Chongzhao coughed a few times, his face showing joy, "I really didn't expect this kid to be so ambitious."

He looked at the lines on the battle report and read it over and over again, but he really couldn't imagine his youngest son carrying the flag and killing the enemy on the battlefield.

In my memory, he seems to still be the little porcelain doll who needed someone to worry about and take care of him everywhere when he was a child.

Eunuch Yu praised him, "Your Majesty, when you were young, you also killed enemies in Nanning. The Seventh Prince is still like you."

Emperor Chongzhao was relieved and said, "It's good that we can hold it. When Xu Hou wakes up, the northern border will not be so critical."

At this moment, he felt that his youngest son had already reached his limit. He did not think that he could really defeat the Northern Frontier Army completely. He was lucky enough to be able to defend the city.

After being happy for a while, Emperor Chongzhao's expression gradually became worried.

"Knives and guns have no eyes. He has been spoiled since he was a child and has never been injured. I don't know how he is now."

At this moment, he really looked like a father who was worried about his child.

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The Second Prince’s Mansion.

The second prince stood in the pavilion, feeding the carp in the pond.

Fish food was sprinkled in the pond and the fishes scrambled for the food. One fish jumped out of the water and its beautiful scales sparkled in the sun.

Fish that don't get along are a bit of an eyesore.

The counselor Mr. Deng bowed and said, "Your Highness, do you know the battle report?"

The second prince smiled and said, "Who in the capital doesn't know about this? My seventh brother is so powerful."

"Even if the Northern Frontier is divided into two parts, the Sword-wielding Marquis's cronies and his soldiers still account for half of the total," Mr. Deng frowned. "The Seventh Prince is a member of the royal family and the grandson of Xu Jin. In terms of his status, it will be easier for the soldiers to recognize him."

"It would have been fine if he had no military achievements before, but now he has established his prestige in this battle. As time goes on, I'm afraid the Xu family army in the northern border will completely recognize him. By then, half of the military power in the northern border will be completely in the hands of the seventh prince."

The Second Prince: "I know everything you said, sir."

Mr. Deng: "Your Highness, this is no small matter. Although the Seventh Prince is not deeply involved in the court, it is hard to say what His Majesty thinks. If His Majesty wants the Seventh Prince to be the crown prince, wouldn't all our previous efforts be in vain?"

"No hurry," the second prince put the fish food on the stone table, "There's no point in being anxious. We can't reach the northern border for the time being."

Mr. Deng pondered his tone and said hesitantly, "Do you have any plans?"

The Second Prince: "Let's see how far my seventh brother can go, and also see the attitude of our father."

-

Hanlin Academy.

The newly crowned number one scholar, Xi Zixing, is currently serving as a sixth-rank editor in the Hanlin Academy.

After completing the term of service and performing well, you will be selected to serve in important positions in the six ministries.

He wished he could just quit his job and fly to the frontier.

He didn't even dare to imagine how happy Xia Fuyang was now.

Fighting side by side, fighting against the enemy... Don't these two feel that they are missing a military advisor? ?

Even if Xia Fuyang tried to stop him, His Highness should have remembered to force him to go to the border!

When Xi Zixing thought about the two of them fighting together, he wanted to run away again, but Xi Shiqiu saw the clue and slapped him at home, "Go to the Hanlin Academy and report for duty! What are you doing every day? Your mind is flying away!"

Xi Zixing: "Father, I am not resigning from my post, I am just asking for sick leave."

Xi Shiqiu: "Are you sick?"

Xi Zixing: "I can be sick."

"..."Xi Shiqiu didn't know what to say.

He was completely neutral in the court, but the son he raised was extremely treacherous. He followed the Seventh Prince to escape the flood of Xiang River and to fight against bandits. He clearly stood on the Seventh Prince's side.

It would have been fine if he was unknown, but Xi Zixing won the top spot, making it seem as if even he, the father, has sided with his son.

Xi Shiqiu: "You're running away now, what will you do when you come back? Even if you support the Seventh Prince, he has few connections in the Six Ministries. If you don't fight for a good position, why should you help him?"

What he said is actually very right and reasonable.

This is what Xi Zixing was worried about.

He endured it again and again, and under the threat of Xi Shiqiu's deathly gaze, he pulled his foot back from the door.

"Okay, I won't leave."