Chapter 447: Bones are like rustling sand and snow, General, please don't go to the hometown platform



Facing Yun Zheng's question, Tong Gang told him what had happened with a gloomy expression.

When they were behind the enemy lines, they heard the news that it was Hu Jie who personally led his troops to attack Bolan. Du Guiyuan hurriedly led his troops back to Weibian to inform Yun Zheng.

When they arrived at Weibian, they found out that Yun Zheng had already led his troops into the horse-grazing grassland.

After Du Guiyuan sent someone to inform Yu Shizhong of the news, he immediately led his troops to the scene.

"How did you cross the river?"

Yun Zheng asked again: "Why are you dressed like this again?"

Tong Gang replied: "We are few in number, so let those who are good at swimming get a thick rope and take it to the other side to secure it, and the rest of us will just pull the rope and lead the horses across the river..."

There are also many landlubbers among the Blood Shirt Army.

There's no way around it. Northern soldiers are like this. Many of them are not familiar with water.

It had been winter before, and even the Baishui River had not thawed. No matter how much the Blood Shirt Army trained, they could not cut through the frozen river to train!

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In fact, they had used this method of crossing the river when they had previously raided the horse-grazing grassland.

But at that time, after they forced their way across, they had time to find a place to dry their clothes.

But this time, they were in a hurry to support Yun Zheng and had no time to dry their clothes.

Although the weather is gradually getting warmer, it is still very cold when running long distances in wet clothes and the wind blows.

So Du Guiyuan ordered them to take off their wet clothes and just put on armor.

So, the Blood-Clothed Army became like this.

It was also because of this that Du Guiyuan was able to lead the Blood-Cloth Army to catch up with this battle.

It was also because of this that Du Guiyuan died in this battle.

"You guys arrived just in time!"

Yun Zheng sighed: "If you hadn't arrived in time, our casualties would have been even greater..."

The joining of the Blood-Clothed Army dealt a heavy blow to the enemy's morale.

It was from the moment the Blood-Clothed Army joined that the situation on the battlefield underwent a fundamental change.

It’s also thanks to the strong physical fitness of the Blood Clothes Army.

If ordinary soldiers acted like them, half of them would probably fall ill on the way to the attack.

Tong Gang just nodded slightly, but didn't know what to say.

Yun Zheng sighed silently, and then ordered: "Go find some dry clothes to change into! Try to find clothes of the Beihuan people. We can't take these brothers who died in the battle with us for now, so don't let them die naked..."

"I will save that!"

Tong Gang nodded heavily.

When night fell, the Blood-Clothed Army, which had been chasing and killing the defeated enemy soldiers all the way, returned.

Their battle losses were also counted.

In total, more than 5,300 people were killed in the two wars.

There are more than 500 wounded.

The loss is nearly six thousand!

Among them, most of the casualties were caused by the fierce battle with Hu Jie's troops.

The casualties in their previous battle with Haizhe were actually not that great.

After all, they have an absolute numerical advantage.

The people shooting from both wings alone caused heavy casualties to the enemy.

In fact, there should be more of them alive.

But unfortunately, many wounded soldiers who fell off their horses died under the iron hooves of their horses.

This is true for their people and for the people of Beihuan as well.

Both sides were so blood-thirsty that no one cared about the wounded who fell off their horses.

As the two armies charged repeatedly, many of the seriously wounded who had no time to escape were trampled to death by the horses.

No one wants to ride a warhorse and trample on their own wounded, but this is something no one can change.

When fighting with the enemy, if anyone is distracted by trying to prevent his horse from trampling on his own wounded, half of his life will be in the hands of the enemy.

This is the cruelty of war!

As for the spoils, there were no other significant spoils except for the war horses and armor.

However, Hu Jie and Hai Zhe's war horses were both top-notch horses, definitely not inferior to the Taxue that Yun Zheng left behind at Weibian.

The two BMWs were unharmed and became their trophies.

The casualties in this battle were even greater than Yun Zheng had expected.

The great Chanyu Hujie personally led the troops to charge, which greatly boosted the morale of the enemy.

Even the troops of Bo Luan, who were temporarily surrendered by Hu Jie, showed extremely strong fighting power.

No matter how Beihuan fights internally, they are the real enemies to Beihuan.

Both sides fought hard with the intention of killing the enemy commander.

With the game going on like this, there isn't much difference between winning and losing.

With such heavy casualties and the loss of his beloved general Du Guiyuan, Yun Zheng really couldn't be happy.

The white bones are like rustling sand and snow, general, please don't go up to the Wangxiang Terrace.

At this moment, Yun Zheng personally felt the artistic conception of this poem.

It's nothing but tragic.

He never wants to fight such a brutal battle again in his life!

After the five hundred people led by You Shiqi returned, Yun Zheng immediately ordered his men to evacuate the wounded and seized supplies.

In the middle of the night, two soldiers covered in blood rushed into the camp at Yanhui Mountain.

"Bang..."

The moment they saw Jia Yao, they knelt down straight.

Seeing the appearance of the two people, Jia Yao's body suddenly shook and he almost couldn't hold on.

He knew these two men. They were both his father's personal guards!

The moment she saw these two people, she had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Father...what's wrong?"

Jia Yao tried hard to steady himself and asked with a trembling voice.

A guard wailed with grief and indignation on his face: "When my troops were engaged in battle with Bolun, Yun Zheng suddenly led a large group of cavalry to attack from the side..."

"I'm asking you, what happened to Father?"

Jia Yao suddenly jumped up and angrily interrupted the guards' words.

She didn't have the energy to ask Yun Zheng how he had managed to kill him.

She just wanted to know whether her father was dead or alive.

Even though she already had a vague answer in her heart.

The guards buried their heads tightly and wailed in tears: "The Great Chanyu and Prince Haizhe were both killed by the enemy. After we were defeated, the enemy pursued us all the way. I'm afraid that the number of us who escaped is less than... a hundred..."

Both my father and Haizhe died tragically at the hands of the enemy?

Jia Yao staggered and fell to the ground.

how so?

My father is gone just like that?

Fake!

It must be fake!

When my father was young, he was also the bravest warrior in Beihuan.

How could my father be killed so easily by the enemy?

"It's fake, it must be fake!"

"Father will not die. Father will be fine..."

Jia Yao was unwilling to accept this fact and held his head with a painful look on his face.

The two guards raised their heads with difficulty and slowly looked at Jia Yao who was unwilling to accept the fact.

The two opened their mouths slightly, wanting to say something, but stopped themselves.

Jia Yao was in a daze for a long time before he finally recovered.

Jia Yao raised his head again and asked in a trembling voice: "Did you...see with your own eyes that father was killed by the enemy?"

The guard hesitated for a moment, then stammered, "The Great Chanyu was shot through the chest by a woman... and then... and then beheaded by a man with a long-handled broadsword..."

Behead!

My father was actually beheaded!

Woman with a spear!

Sinking wild goose!

The man with the long-handled sword!

Qin Qihu!

Jia Yao immediately thought of these two people.

She could only think of these two people.

She had seen both of these people!

She even drank with Shen Luoyan!

revenge!

I must avenge my father and Haizhe!

Jiayao's eyes flashed with flames of hatred. He stood up suddenly and roared murderously: "Order Heasu and Tuonage to come see me immediately!"

"yes!"

The guards outside the tent ran away quickly.

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