The war that had lasted for half a year came to an abrupt end just like that. The last few hundred thousand Northern Tribes soldiers were all buried in Huifeng Valley. The entire valley was covered in blood and corpses were everywhere. As for the scattered Northern Tribes soldiers who were stationed in various places, they were naturally not worth mentioning. They were all wiped out by the Mohist army at lightning speed. This battle seemed neither surprising nor exciting and unremarkable. However, in terms of battle results, it was enough to erase most of the records in the history of the Mohist army. Out of more than a million Northern Tribes soldiers, not a single one managed to escape. After this battle, the Northern Tribes had not only lost more than a million soldiers and horses, but also nearly 70% of their generals. They would definitely not be able to recover without a few decades.
When the battlefield was cleaned up, the person who was escorted by the Mohist army to Mo Xiuyao and the rest surprised everyone. This person was none other than the Winged Cavalry General of the Northern Tribes, Helian Zhen. Even Yelu Ye had died in the chaos. No one had expected Helian Zhen to still be alive.
Mo Xiuyao's handsome eyes darkened slightly as he glanced at the two soldiers who escorted Helian Zhen over. The two of them hurriedly reported, "Prince, this person said that he has important news regarding the Northern Tribes to tell you. That's why … "
Everyone understood that at the last moment, Helian Zhen was afraid of death and could only use this to exchange for a chance to save his life. Regarding this, the Mohist army generals not only looked at him with contempt, but also with hatred. 19 years ago, those Mohist army soldiers who died in vain did not even die at the hands of an indomitable hero. They died at the hands of a cowardly and shameless person.
In fact, 19 years ago, Helian Zhen was not necessarily a cowardly person. However, he had not been on the battlefield for more than a decade. Even when he was defeated by Mo Xiuyao, he was far from being at his peak. After more than a decade, his original mentality and courage had long been worn away. All that was left was his unwillingness to lose to Mo Xiuyao. When reality proved that he was indeed unable to defeat Mo Xiuyao, even this bit of unwillingness disappeared. All that was left was his life.
"Prince Ding, as long as you spare my life, I am willing to tell you the distribution of the Northern Tribes' forces." Helian Zhen's eyes were blazing as he said anxiously. He didn't want to die. Even 19 years ago, he wasn't so clear that he didn't want to die.
Mo Xiuyao's lips curled into a disdainful sneer. "General Helian, you haven't held military power for 19 years. Do you really know the distribution of the Northern Tribes' military strength?" Helian Zhen was speechless. "I … I can tell you everything I know, as long as you spare my life!" At this time, Helian Zhen finally realized that he didn't have the ability to negotiate with Mo Xiuyao, and said somewhat frantically.
The killing intent in Mo Xiuyao's eyes surged, but he did not act out immediately. He slowly closed his eyes and calmed his emotions. When he opened his eyes again, he was completely calm. However, Helian Zhen faintly felt that something was wrong.
Mo Xiuyao's voice was as calm as still water. "Drag him out and execute him!"
"Yes!" The two soldiers who escorted Helian Zhen in did not hesitate and dragged him out again. Hearing Helian Zhen's frantic cries and pleas as as he was dragged out, everyone felt a little sad for him. A famous general of a generation, even though his reputation was tarnished, he still couldn't escape death.
There was a moment of silence in the tent, and everyone's expression was a little dazed. Yun Ting and the other young generals could not believe that they had really annihilated the Northern Tribes, who had more soldiers and horses than them and were comparable in strength.
Sun Yaowu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into tears. Although he did not have the enmity with the Northern Tribes, three years ago, the Northern Tribes invaded the Da Chu State and killed countless people. Sun Yaowu's hatred for the Northern Tribes was not inferior to the Mohist army's elders.
Zhou Min patted Sun Yaowu's shoulder and laughed. "Old Sun, you cry too much. Isn't it a good thing that we won? "Sun Yaowu wiped his eyes and said angrily," What do you know! I'm just happy, you know? "Zhou Min rubbed her nose and decided not to lower herself to the same level as this boor.
Mo Xiuyao's expression was calm as he said in a low voice, "Alright, everyone reorganize and rest for two days. Zhou Min, Sun Yaowu. "
"Here!" Zhou Min immediately stood up and replied loudly. Sun Yaowu also quickly stood up.
Mo Xiuyao said, "I'll leave the border to the two of you. The rest of you, head south in two days! "
"Yes, general." Everyone replied in unison.
Da Chu State's northern border was extremely long, and only Zhou Min and Sun Yaowu were leading an army alone for the first time. One of them was originally only a general of a province, and it was definitely not enough. However, it was currently winter, and even if the Northern Tribes wanted to send reinforcements or take revenge for Yelu Ye, it would be two months later. Moreover, after half a year of experience, the two of them were able to take on big responsibilities, so Mo Xiuyao was not worried.
Zhou Min was naturally happy to accept the order, and Sun Yaowu, as a surrendered general, was also very happy that Prince Ding trusted him so much. They accepted the order happily. The others also understood that they would be following Prince Ding to the south, and there would be countless fierce battles ahead. At the same time, it also meant that there would be more merits to be gained, so they were also looking forward to it. In a short time, the atmosphere in the tent became lively.
Ye Li sat beside Mo Xiuyao and quietly reached out to hold Mo Xiuyao's hand. Mo Xiuyao looked sideways at the smiling Ye Li beside him, his eyes filled with warmth and a smile. At the same time, he tightly held Ye Li's hand.
Mo Xiaobao sat between the two of them, looking left and right at his father and mother. He also smiled and covered their hands with his own.
On a small hill not far from Huifeng Valley, there was an inconspicuous lone grave. There was not even a tombstone in front of the lone grave, and the grave was covered with withered grass. If one did not pay attention, they would even think that this was really a small hill full of withered grass.
Mo Xiuyao held Ye Li's hand with one hand and Mo Xiaobao with the other hand, standing in front of the grave. Ye Li looked at Mo Xiuyao with some confusion, and a trace of understanding flashed through her eyes. Mo Xiuyao said softly, "Li, this is big brother."
Ye Li did not ask much, nodded and went forward to bow, saying, "Sister-in-law Ye Li greets elder brother." Then she turned to Mo Xiaobao and said, "Xiaobao, kowtow to uncle."
Mo Xiaobao blinked blankly. Although he did not understand why he had already seen his uncle's grave in the Chu capital, and now there was another one here, he still obediently walked to Ye Li's side and knelt down, respectfully kowtowing three times, saying, "Mo Yuchen kowtows to uncle."
Mo Xiuyao sighed slightly, lifted his clothes and knelt beside Ye Li, saying in a low voice, "Big brother, do you see? I have avenged you. "Ye Li turned slightly and found that the position of the grave was facing Huifeng Valley. If one stood here alone, then they would have seen everything that happened in Huifeng Valley yesterday clearly.
Mo Xiuwen had brought up Mo Xiuyao when he was young, so he was naturally very respectful to this elder brother. So after so many years, Mo Xiuyao had never forgotten to avenge his elder brother. But no one thought that Mo Xiuyao would actually bury Mo Xiuwen in such a remote and desolate place far from the Chu capital.
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