Chapter 3315 We won!
"Go back to White Tiger City!"
These words ended the war.
Before the complete collapse of Baihu City, the city and Arslan were branded with the word "crushing defeat".
After both generals were killed, and even Arslan's personal bodyguard Suhe was killed by the Emperor of Yan himself, their retreat turned into a rout. All the soldiers fled in all directions desperately. In the panic, many soldiers even trampled on each other, and countless people were injured.
Finally, the army that was transferred out of Baihu City retreated like a tide, leaving behind tens of thousands of corpses on the battlefield, countless wounded, and soldiers who had no time to evacuate, all of whom surrendered.
However, Zhu Feng didn't seem to intend to let the other party go just like that.
The rain was pouring down, and the dense raindrops were like rain arrows shot down from the sky, hitting everyone hard, and quickly washed away the blood on the long sword in his hand, but he still held the long sword tightly, watching Arslan being surrounded and retreating by the crowd, but still looking back at him unwillingly with that red eye. He suddenly spurred his horse and chased forward again.
His move made the people around Arslan even more terrified. Although they obviously had the majority of people and Zhu Feng was alone, at this time he seemed to be leading an army of thousands.
The soldiers of the Neng State were so frightened that they scattered like birds and beasts.
"Go, go!"
"Protect the king and hurry up, they are catching up!"
Just as these people were fleeing in all directions, Chen Zixiao and Fang Buyuan also rushed up.
"emperor!"
After they brought their men up and surrounded the two children to ensure the King of Han's safety, they immediately followed the Emperor's steps. They had originally thought that simply beheading Su He and intimidating the remaining troops into a quick retreat would be enough. But they never expected that even at this point, Zhu Feng would still pursue them?!
As the art of war says, don't pursue a desperate enemy.
What's more, their goal was only to completely defeat the enemy on the battlefield and force them to retreat to Baihu City, not to completely annihilate the enemy. After all, if they wanted to completely annihilate hundreds of thousands of troops, it would definitely be a miserable victory for them.
Could it be that the emperor lost his mind because he was so angry that the King of Han was wronged?
But no matter what, the emperor cannot be put in danger again.
So, Chen Zixiao and Fang Buyuan galloped forward on their horses at the same time and blocked Zhu Feng's way. The warhorse Zhu Feng was riding almost bumped into their horses. Zhu Feng was frightened and let out a long neigh, and stood up. In addition, the heavy rain almost made Zhu Feng fall off the horse.
Chen Zixiao shouted, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you can't chase me anymore!"
Fang Buyuan also said: "Yes, Your Majesty, there will be no result if we continue to pursue it!"
The two of them originally thought that with Zhu Feng's rage, he would probably make more trouble. However, they didn't expect that after Zhu Feng was stopped by them, he reached out and patted the horse's neck to calm the horse down, then raised his head to take a look at the enemy through the layers of rain, and they ran away faster than when they attacked, abandoning their armor and weapons. At this time, there were not many people to be seen, and only the chaotic footsteps of retreating in the heavy rain could be heard.
There was a very calm expression on his face, without any of the murderous madness he had just shown.
Said: "I know."
Both Chen and Fang were startled.
Although the emperor's mind is difficult to guess, he changes his expression too quickly, just like turning the pages of a book.
Fang Buyuan was still a little confused: "Your Majesty...?"
Zhu Feng stared straight ahead like a hawk, as if he wanted to see through the rain and see through Arslan's body. He was silent for a long time before he slowly said, "Arslan is unwilling to retreat."
“…”
"If I don't give him this final blow, he might have other ideas."
Chen Zixiao frowned when he heard this.
Zhu Feng looked up at him and said, "Take the troops and continue to drive them away, but don't follow too closely. Especially avoid a head-on confrontation with them. Absolutely don't let them stay in the military camp over there. But remember, don't get close to White Tiger City."
Chen Zixiao immediately understood.
Judging from the situation of the recent evacuation, it was the soldiers of the Neng Kingdom who were in chaos and began to flee, not Arslan who wanted to evacuate. He was so unwilling that he would most likely not return to Baihu City directly, but would retreat to a distant military camp, or even reorganize his troops.
But Zhu Feng did this just like a pack of wolves on the grassland driving their prey, trying to drive these defeated soldiers back to Baihu City.
He said, "I understand."
So he immediately counted his men and continued to follow.
After he led his men away, Zhu Feng slowly turned around. The heavy rain blurred his vision. He could only barely see Nan Yan on the other side, riding her horse quickly towards him. She immediately grabbed Zhu Chengjun from the ground and brought him to her, examining him from head to toe. "How are you? Chengjun, are you hurt? Let me see!"
Zhu Chengjun still held the bloody knife tightly in his hand.
He wanted to laugh, but when he saw his mother, his mouth drooped and he immediately burst into tears: "Mother!"
Nan Yan was both angry and distressed. She held him and coaxed him for a long time, then she saw Zhu Feng riding a horse towards them, looking down at them, mother and son.
There was still a murderous look on his face that had not yet faded away.
Nan Yan immediately said, "Your Majesty is too hasty!"
The scene just now really scared her so much that her heart was about to break. Even now that she saw Zhu Feng coming back safe and sound, the anger in her heart was no less than when she found this disobedient son.
Fang Buyuan was about to offer some advice, but when he heard the Imperial Concubine speak first, he naturally shut up. Nan Yan's hair was so wet that it was messed up, and her hair was plastered to her face. She didn't care about the embarrassment and just wiped her face with her hand: "What if he gets hurt? Does the emperor think he is the emperor!?"
“…”
Zhu Feng remained silent.
It was as if he just let her scold him.
After a long while, when everyone around him was soaked, he calmly said, even with a hint of tenderness, "It's not too late to settle it with me when we get back. Now, isn't it time to be happy?"
“…”
Nan Yan was choked by what he said.
This is true.
They really completely defeated Arslan's army of hundreds of thousands. Now, these people were about to be expelled back to Baihu City by Chen Zixiao, but in front of them, it was raining heavily, and the old uncle actually prayed for this rain for them!
Everything is as if assisted by God!
Nan Yan was both angry and happy. After struggling for a while, a smile finally appeared on her rain-soaked face.
"Your Majesty, we won!"
Zhu Feng looked at her and curled the corners of his lips.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance. A soldier came tumbling over and knelt at Zhu Feng's feet. Zhu Feng glanced at him and immediately said, "Aren't you guarding the altar? What are you doing here?"
The soldier's face turned pale, and he said in panic: "Your Majesty, Lord Heyi sent me here to report that the old uncle--"
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