As the last rays of dawn faded and the deep darkness enveloped the plains, the flames of war still burned beneath the faint starlight.
In the firelight, the ground was covered with corpses, and blood stained the ground crimson.
A once tall and robust body now lay prostrate in the mud, but it had been trampled beyond recognition, with limbs and fragments scattered here and there, making it look bloody and horrific.
Hundreds of Mongol cavalrymen, carrying scimitars, marched through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
As they passed each corpse, they would look down to see if it was a "corpse".
If the corpse wasn't too badly mutilated, they would sever it by the neck, giving them no chance to survive.
At that moment, two “corpses” suddenly got up from the pile of corpses not far away and then ran frantically into the distance.
Their faces were deathly pale, and the blood on their bodies had congealed on their clothes, making it difficult for them to move freely, but at this point they couldn't care less.
At this moment, all they wanted was to get out of the battlefield as quickly as possible.
Today's battle has completely shattered their courage. Faced with this terrifying enemy, they understand that choosing to attack Xijing was undoubtedly a mistake.
If they could escape back home successfully, all they wanted was to return as soon as possible. Even if it meant going back to be farmers and cultivating the land, that would be a good choice, better than being at the mercy of others.
But just then, a whistle blew.
Several bursts of laughter followed.
Hearing this sound, the two men turned even paler and ran even faster...
Not far away, several warhorses were bowing their heads, with no one around to watch over them.
Upon seeing the horses, the two men's eyes lit up as if they had grasped at a lifeline. They ran faster and finally reached the horses, then leaped up and mounted them.
"Quick! Run!"
After mounting their horses, the two men hurriedly kicked the horses' flanks, urging them to gallop away into the distance.
The wind howled, and the two shivered, their hands so cold they felt like they were about to freeze, but a sense of relief welled up in their hearts.
They escaped!
They successfully escaped from those evil spirits!
The two rode their warhorses toward the border, where their main military camp was located!
Under the cover of night, dozens of Mongolian horses, carrying their masters, leisurely followed ahead...
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On the other side.
In the firelight, Zhang Ye and many of the Xijing resistance fighters looked at the devastated battlefield and were shocked!
What was once an enemy that seemed almost impossible to defeat in their eyes has now been completely crushed by this reinforcement army!
In this battle, Tu Yuanbing lost countless lives, which was truly exhilarating!
Just then, the sound of horses' hooves came.
Zhang Ye looked up and saw Qin Ze riding slowly towards them, surrounded by a group of cavalry.
Several meters apart, Zhang Ye could not contain his excitement and started running.
He had only run a few steps when his pace slowed down. Meeting an old friend, Zhang Ye was overwhelmed with thoughts, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak.
At that moment, a loud "boom" was heard, and the Xijing resistance fighters behind him knelt down, shouting:
"Greetings, Your Highness!"
Zhang Ye was taken aback and was about to kneel down.
Just then, a cheerful voice came from ahead:
"Rise, gentlemen!"
"No need for these formalities. You did a great job stopping the Tu Yuan army from entering the city!"
"We, the people of Dagan, will never yield to any number of enemies! This fighting spirit is the foundation of our existence!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions tightened, and a look of pride appeared on their faces.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "His Highness has slain so many Tu Yuan soldiers; it is truly gratifying!"
"After today's battle, these Tu Yuan people will certainly not dare to invade easily in the future!"
"Thank you, Your Highness, for sending troops to aid Xijing!"
Qin Ze waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "The Tu Yuan army is entrenched on the border, watching us like a tiger eyeing the land. We cannot underestimate them."
"Although today's battle was a great victory, they will certainly not retreat easily. The Tu Yuan Kingdom is ambitious and has long coveted our Da Gan territory. Now that they dare to send troops here, they must be prepared to go to war with our Da Gan!"
"Such ruthless and vicious people must be beaten until they are in pain and terrified! Only then will they dare not attack easily!"
Upon hearing this, Dian Wei, standing behind Qin Ze, shouted:
"Kill him with a hundred punches! So he won't come back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's faces lit up with excitement, and they all raised their arms and cheered.
Qin Ze dismounted and walked to the front of the crowd, saying:
"Beiliang is far from here. I led my army on a hurried journey and finally arrived at Xijing."
"If we had arrived a few days earlier, we would never have let so many people die in vain at the hands of the Tu Yuan people."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than someone shouted:
"Your Highness! Your arrival is already a great blessing for Xijing!"
"If you hadn't come today, Xijing would have already fallen into the hands of the Tuyuan Kingdom."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ye quickly stepped forward, bowed, and clasped his hands in greeting:
"Your Highness, thank you for bringing your troops. If you hadn't come, today would truly have been..."
Qin Ze's eyes flickered, and he whispered, "Brother Zhang, it's been so many years, we've become quite distant."
After saying this, he looked at the crowd and said in a resounding voice:
"Today's battle, annihilating the enemy, will be a tribute to the souls of these fallen soldiers!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ye's throat bobbed, and his eyes reddened.
The faces of the people behind them also showed sorrow.
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