At dusk, the howling of the fighting gradually subsided. The piled corpses, discarded armor, folded flags, and blood dyed the snowy ground into a mottled red color. The smoke of war had not yet been extinguished, and among the billowing smoke columns, vultures could not wait to rush in from all directions and circled under the sky filled with soaring blood.
The great battle that took place in the wilderness outside the City of Light has just ended.
Before the war, the failure of the siege of Dache had become a heavy cloud hanging over the heads of the Xifan rebels. The pressure came not only from the shattered hope of regaining the food supply route, but also from the battle to break the siege itself.
If the border battle a few years ago was not enough to make the name of the young man who had just emerged spread all over the north and south of Hexi, then after that night, this name not only defended the glory of the four words "descendant of the god of war", but also became a new generation of legends spread by the border troops. Everyone was proud to follow him. In the Xifan army, it also spread like wildfire and everyone knew about it. How he led 800 warriors to charge and kill in the camp of 10,000 people, and how he could summon the power of the gods for his own use, was widely spread. Later, his name seemed to have become an invincible huge shadow.
The setting sun was like blood, and his body was also stained with layers of blood. This was the first time he truly commanded an army and led his soldiers to fight on the battlefield. One enemy after another fell in front of him, presenting testimony and offerings.
The outcome of the battle on the main battlefield was clear in the afternoon. He Lituo learned that Li Hu had quietly escaped, knowing that the situation was not good, and hurriedly fled west with his remaining confidants. He Du, who had captured Zhongdu before the battle and rushed here to assist in the battle, vowed to capture the person who betrayed him personally.
At this moment, when the shadows of a large group of returning war horses appeared at the end of the sunset on the horizon ahead, the riders were jubilant. The advance soldiers came to report that Hedu had killed Helito and cut off his head, which was intended to be taken to Chang'an for the captive offering ceremony to present to the saint and the princess. The battlefield, which had just fallen silent, was then filled with cheers from the soldiers, one louder than the other.
Li Yan never showed up and Li Meng escaped early. It was certainly a pity, but this long war that lasted for more than a year could finally be declared over.
For more than ten months, the hot summer and severe winter cycle, wandering on the line between life and death day and night, the companions were still here yesterday, and today they are buried in the yellow sand. Finally living to this moment, who would not miss home and want to see relatives and loved ones
The cloth wrapped around Pei Xiaoyuan's palms was stained with blood, so slippery that he could hardly hold the knife. He was also smiling, lowering his head to untie the bloody cloth while listening to the celebratory voices of the soldiers surrounding him. After a slight sigh, he suddenly felt a faint melancholy and timidity in his heart.
This feeling lasted until half a month later when he arrived in Weiyuan County.
The marching commander Linghu Gong was wounded by a stray arrow while commanding the battle. At that time, Pei Xiaoyuan was still trapped in the siege, and the two sides of Hexi were attacked at the same time. Linghu Gong was under unprecedented pressure. Fortunately, he was an old general who had served under Pei Ji in his early years. He was experienced and well-managed. He supported Pei Xiaoyuan until he escaped and joined him. After the victory of the battle, he completely relaxed and lay down to rest.
During these days, Pei Xiaoyuan was actually taking over the duties of Linghu Gonglu, providing compensation for the casualties after the war, arranging for the soldiers to rest, and pacifying the local border residents who fled due to the war. The tasks were trivial, but none of them could be delayed. After being busy for half a month, he finally had some free time and came to visit his uncle Cui Daosi.