Chapter 19 Death in Battle
The Western Jue army was defeated step by step under the attack of Qingyunwei.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Boda gave an order and led the remaining troops to retreat outside the pass.
Chang Heng clasped his fists and said, "Your Highness, do you want to pursue the victory?"
Xie Tingzhou looked at the direction where the Western Jue people were retreating and said calmly, "Order Ji Wu to pursue them for thirty miles and force them across the Shima River first."
Chang Heng took the order and went down the city wall.
Soon, footsteps were heard on the city wall again.
Xie Tingzhou turned his head slightly and saw the guard Xifeng holding the sword at his waist with one hand and climbing up the city wall with a menacing look.
"Your Highness." Xifeng knelt on one knee.
Xie Tingzhou lowered his head, gathered his sleeves, and asked, "Where is Liang Jianfang?"
Xifeng said: "When the Xijue people attacked, he took his men and ran away. We just caught him and put him in a prisoner car."
"Bring it up."
Liang Jianfang was taken to the city wall along with his two guards.
The wind was strong on the city wall, and Liang Jianfang was pinned to the ground by Xie Tingzhou's guards.
Before my eyes was an ink-black robe decorated with dark cloud patterns, swaying slowly in the wind.
Liang Jianfang's body was shaking like a sieve, and he was trembling as he tried to reach out and grab the hem of Xie Tingzhou's clothes.
Before he could touch him, he was kicked by the guard beside him, and he fell down immediately, with his face hitting the ground and bleeding.
"Your Highness, I, I, I am an official appointed by the imperial court." Liang Jianfang said timidly.
"An official appointed by the imperial court?"
Xie Tingzhou raised his arm slightly, pointed outside the city wall, and said, "Let him see for himself."
The guards dragged Liang Jianfang and pressed him against the battlement of the parapet, with half of his body hanging outside the city wall.
The battle line had long gone, leaving behind a land soaked in blood. The blood gathered into streams and drew lines on the snow. Thousands of corpses were piled up in chaos, stretching into the distance.
It’s so tragic!
If you see such a scene when you wake up from a dream, you will wonder if you have arrived in the Avici Hell.
But this is the reality, it is the hell on earth that Liang Jianfang created by keeping the door closed!
The dead body below opened its eyes and stared at him, as if wanting to take his life.
“Ahhh——” Liang Jianfang roared in fear from his throat and shook his head as if he didn’t want to look anymore, but the guard grabbed his hair tightly from behind.
Xie Tingzhou slowly raised his hand, and his slender and flawless fingers appeared from his sleeves.
Sizzle——
The sound of a sword being unsheathed.
Xie Tingzhou put the tip of the sword against Liang Jianfang's chin, forcing him to look into the distance.
He whispered, "Don't bow your head. Look carefully. This hell on earth was created by you, an official appointed by the imperial court.
Pen. "
Liang Jianfang cried and begged, "It's not me, it's not me, Prince, Prince, spare my life, Prince."
Xie Tingzhou chuckled and turned his gaze from Liang Jianfang's guard who was kneeling on the side.
The look was so fierce that the guards broke out in sweat. "Your Highness, we are just following orders. I have a family at home, and I—"
The guard's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw his own body kneeling on the spot. His head rolled on the city wall for several times before finally stopping.
In addition to the smell of blood, there was a faint smell of urine in the wind.
As soon as the guard let go, Liang Jianfang turned into a puddle of mud.
Xie Tingzhou glanced at Liang Jianfang with disgust, "Guess, do I dare to kill you on the spot?"
He threw the sword to Xifeng, and the guard beside him handed him a clean handkerchief, "Your Highness."
Xie Tingzhou took it, lowered his eyes and wiped his fingers, and said, "Keep an eye on him, there are many people in Shengjing who want to kill him."
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Chen Yu searched through the sea of blood and corpses, one body after another. Every moment was torture, for she was afraid that she would see her father or brother's face in the next moment.
She saw people she had seen before among the corpses, including the boy who delivered meals, the soldiers who patrolled at night, and the soldiers who had raided the Xijue North Camp with her.
Some had their hands and feet chopped off, some were disemboweled, and some were trampled beyond recognition by iron hooves.
The cold wind was still howling outside Yanliang Pass. She gritted her teeth and held back her tears. Even though her nails were broken, she still did not stop searching.
Finally, after she turned over a corpse riddled with arrows, she could no longer suppress the sobs in her throat.
"father……"
She hugged the corpse tightly, but the back was full of arrows, and there was not even an inch left where the arrows had been shot.
Her father, the towering mountain in her heart collapsed again, this time in front of her.
"ah--"
Shen Yu hugged Shen Zhongan's body tightly. The body was cold, and her heart was cold too.
She really wanted to hug her father's broad shoulders, but his back was full of arrows, and he had turned into a human-shaped hedgehog.
There was no more blood left in the corpse, and when the arrows were pulled out, only bloody holes were left.
After pulling out the last arrow, Shen Yu hugged Shen Zhongan's body tightly.
All the grievances and resentments she had felt in the past suddenly came flooding back, rolling over and drowning her.
These people are risking their lives, but some people treat them like ants.
They charged into battle, risked their lives, but in the end, they didn't even have a full meal, and were sent to the execution ground of the Western Jue people by their own people.
The treacherous are in power, cruel
Harming loyal and good people, the Zhou Dynasty has been rotten to the core!
Her great revenge had not yet been taken, and her anger, hatred, and unwillingness had turned into an unbreakable thread that bound her tightly, and only her sobs could be heard in the wind.
The soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield and taking the wounded who were not yet dead back for treatment.
There were people coming and going in the Ganzhou parade ground. From time to time, wounded people were carried in, and those who died were carried out.
Xie Tingzhou stood in front of the tent, listening attentively to the general beside him reporting on the battle situation.
"We followed your highness's orders and pursued them for thirty miles. Thousands of Western Jue people were killed or wounded along the way. Across the Shima River is Western Jue territory. We guarded the river for several hours and when we were sure that the Western Jue people would not turn back, we withdrew our army."
General Han Jiwu had just returned from the battlefield and had not even had time to take off his armor. He was still smelling fishy as he rode his horse back.
Han Jiwu didn't dare get too close to Xie Tingzhou.
The prince is a bit of a germaphobe, and this is a fact known to everyone in the army.
"The garrison troops of Ganzhou are all useless. In the past, it was Shen Zhongan who defended the banks of Shima River. Now Shen Zhongan's army is almost wiped out. If our Qingyun Guard withdraws, Ganzhou will be..."
Xie Tingzhou looked at the soldiers coming and going and said, "The Western Jue army has been badly wounded and will probably not be able to regroup in a short period of time. They will not attack again this winter. We have bought Shengjing enough time for them to rebuild their defenses."
Thinking of the brutality of this battle, Han Jiwu couldn't help but spit and curse: "Those damned bastards, they don't treat the soldiers as human beings at all."
Xie Tingzhou didn't respond as more wounded soldiers were carried in one after another.
"Hey, wait a moment."
The person who spoke had a very loud voice. He was Xie Tingzhou's deputy general Chang Heng.
Chang Heng stopped two soldiers carrying a stretcher, bent down to look at the person on the stretcher, and then used his fingers to check his breath.
"He's dying. What's going on? Is he seriously injured?"
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The author has something to say:
In this story, rebirth does not mean invincibility, and this is not a cool story.
Ayu needs to grow up through suffering again and again. The story I want to tell is not as simple as just saving her father and brother. Ayu's mission is far more important than this. She will meet Xie Tingzhou, the person who walks side by side with her, on the road.
I guess many friends would say that since she didn't save her father, what's the point of rebirth? Because Ayu's mission is far more important than this.
The previous plot must be related to the later plot, and there must be a reason for arranging General Shen's death.
The plot may not satisfy all readers. If you like it, it is our fate. If this article does not suit your taste, I support you to abandon it.
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