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Chapter 1024

Words:1913Update:22/10/06 22:48:23

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"Not good!" Lei Tengfeng exclaimed, "Quickly release the arrows! Kill them all! "

Unfortunately, it was too late. Before the arrows were shot, the Qi Lin in black had already rushed into the army. From afar, Lei Tengfeng saw Lin Han sneering at him. At the same time, Lin Han's sword had already chopped off the head of the General of the Left.

Lei Zhenting's face turned pale. Hundreds of thousands of people could not stop a thousand … "Retreat!" Even if Lei Zhenting did not want to admit it, the West-Hill still lost this battle. What they lost was not only the battle, but also the fighting spirit of the West-Hill soldiers. From now on, unless the West-Hill had the same or even better battle record to defeat the Mohist army. Otherwise, the Mohist army would become the nightmare of all the West-Hill soldiers.

No one won this battle.

Lei Zhenting's plan to take down Feihong Pass as quickly as possible was foiled. The morale of the West-Hill soldiers plummeted. The Gold-Clad Guards were all wiped out. Two of the West-Hill generals and five of their deputies were killed. The Mohist army once again defended Feihong Pass. Then, half of the original 200,000 soldiers were lost. Qi Lin, who was known as the strongest in the Mohist army, had less than 100 people return. Five of the six team commanders died and one was seriously injured. Qin Feng and Wei Lin were slightly injured, and Lin Han was seriously injured.

However, this battle had truly established the Qilin's reputation. According to the statistics of the West-Hill after the battle, more than 27,000 West-Hill soldiers died in the hands of Qi Lin in this battle. Among them, there were five thousand gold-robed guards and over seventy generals who were above the rank of lieutenant. More than half of the West-Hill generals were dead or injured. In the past, Qi Lin's reputation was more for sneak attacks, assassinations, intelligence and other secret places. This battle really made the world understand that an army that could fight against ten was not just a legend. In a face-to-face battle, a thousand Qi Lin were enough to destroy 20,000 elite soldiers of the West-Hill. Now, the world called it "Blood Qi Lin".

In this battle, both sides suffered heavy losses and had to call a temporary truce. The battlefield outside the Feihong Pass returned to its usual silence, but the thick smell of blood in the air did not dissipate for a long time.

Outside a small courtyard in Feihong Pass, Ye Li stood in front of the gate. Qin Feng followed beside her and whispered worriedly, "Wangfei, should we go back and rest first?" After today's battle, everyone was physically and mentally exhausted. Wang Fei had not had a good rest in the past few days. Ye Li shook her head and asked, "Have you sent Xiaobao away?"

Qin Feng nodded and said, "I sent him away this morning. This subordinate estimates that the Little Heir will arrive at Glass City by tomorrow morning at the latest."

Ye Li nodded and said, "That's good. You stay here. I'll go in and take a look." This was an extremely inconspicuous small courtyard. It was originally for the soldiers stationed at Feihong Pass. Now, the people living here were Qi Lin survivors who had just retreated from the battlefield.

Entering the small courtyard, they saw many people lying under the eaves in the courtyard. Many people did not even have time to change their clothes. They just casually bandaged their wounds and sat on the ground to sleep. Shen Yang was directing his men to bandage the wounds of the people. The Mohist army also suffered heavy casualties. All the military doctors went to take care of them. Shen Yang came here personally.

Seeing Ye Li come in, Shen Yang quickly got up and bowed. Ye Li shook her head, indicating that he did not need to be so polite. Shen Yang then turned around and continued to bandage a wounded soldier in front of him.

Not wanting to disturb the rest of these wounded soldiers, Ye Li and Shen Yang went to the inner room to talk. Ye Li asked, "Mr. Shen, are their injuries serious?" Shen Yang shook his head and said, "Only a few of them are seriously injured. I'm afraid they won't be able to fully recover in the future. The others are fine. They will be fine after a few days of rest." Ye Li breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Shen. If you need anything, Mr. Shen can just send someone to tell Zhuo Jing."

Shen Yang nodded solemnly and said, "Princess, don't worry. This old man promises that their injuries will be fine. These people … are real indomitable men. "Although Shen Yang did not personally go to the battlefield, he still knew what happened on the battlefield. For these soldiers who risked their lives, even as a doctor, Shen Yang could not help but admire them.

"How are Lin Han and the others?" Ye Li asked again. When the soldiers were retreating, she saw Lin Han being carried back. His injuries were definitely not serious. Shen Yang sighed and said, "Wei Lin and Qin Feng are both lightly injured, but Lin Han's injuries are very serious. This subordinate suggests that after he wakes up, he should be moved to a quiet place to recuperate. There shouldn't be any big problems in the future. But his martial arts … I'm afraid … "

Ye Li was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "I understand. Mr. Shen, please arrange it. Mr. Shen, please take good care of them. This consort still has something to do, so I'll leave first. " Shen Yang looked at Ye Li and sighed, "This subordinate sees that Princess's complexion is not very good. Please take care of yourself. These things … are not Princess's fault. "

Ye Li smiled faintly, but there was a trace of indescribable bitterness in her smile. She nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Shen."

Looking at Ye Li's back, Shen Yang sighed helplessly and shook his head. He turned and continued to busy himself. With such a heavy pressure, not to mention a woman, even a man might not be able to bear it. In fact, Princess was only a woman in her twenties. If she had not married into Ding Wang fu, she might just be a gentle and elegant young married woman who lived like a princess. Now, she had to bear the burden of hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Feihong Pass and the rise and fall of the entire Mohist army and the Prince Ding Mansion. For a woman, was such a life really good?

Ye Li returned to the General's Mansion. She waved the people around her away and sat down alone in the study. She stared at the scroll in front of her and closed her eyes slightly. A drop of crystal clear tear fell from the corner of her eye and dripped onto the scroll full of words and quickly disappeared. Ye Li quickly reached out and wiped away the water stain on the scroll. She added a new word next to her blurry name. This was the name list of all the soldiers in Qi Lin. But now, most of them were no longer there. Ye Li would never forget that they did not really die for the sake of carrying out the mission. From the beginning … it was destined to be a mission that could not be completed. From the beginning … those people were cannon fodder that she abandoned. As a commander, she knew that what she did was right. But as a soldier, she could never forgive herself. Those people that she abandoned did not even know that they were destined to be cannon fodder from the beginning.

After a long silence, Ye Li took a blank rice paper from the side. She picked up the pen and began to transcribe the names on the name list again, word by word. Only those names that were marked with black marks represented death.

The atmosphere in the big tent of the West-Hill military camp was heavy. The generals looked at the empty seats around them and only felt a chill in their hearts. The comrades who had been excitedly discussing the war this morning were all living people, regardless of whether they had good relationships with each other or had conflicts with each other. But now, half of the people in the big tent were gone. And the cause of all this … was only because of a thousand people in Qi Lin.

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