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Chapter 1334

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They thought they could finally be at ease. Who knew that their lord was such a worrisome person?

Han Yu said, "Are we short of 5,000 soldiers and horses? Why don't we … bring more? "

If it were not forbidden, Han Yu really wanted to bring all the troops to ensure his lord's safety.

Jiang Pengji said, "Why do we need so many people? If 5,000 soldiers can't take down Bogao, why should I keep them and waste our food? "

If 5,000 light and heavy cavalry soldiers could not take down the defeated soldiers who had lost their morale and were like stray dogs, Jiang Pengji really wanted to scold them as "useless snacks."

Although her words were harsh, no one could refute what Jiang Pengji said because she had the right to say so.

"Nongqin, let's go!"

Jiang Pengji waved her horsewhip. Little White took the lead and rushed out. Jiang Nongqin rode her horse and followed closely behind. 5,000 light and heavy cavalry soldiers followed. Looking at his lord's back, Yang Si almost suffocated. He raised his hand and kept rubbing his left chest.

With such a lord, his life would be shortened!

Han Yu's face darkened. He caught a glimpse of Yang Si's action and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why didn't I know you were ill? "

Yang Si said, "Since I followed such a lord, I'm worried that I'll fall ill."

Han Yu was strangely silent for a few seconds. He could understand what Yang Si meant and felt the same way.

Without comparison, there would be no harm. He thought of his former lord, Xu Bei. Although he was not as versatile as his lord, at least he was less worrisome!

The two of them did not have time to chat. Although Huang Song's side had retreated in defeat, they had not dealt with the enemy troops who had attacked them from behind.

Although Xie Ze did not have a strong desire for fame and fortune, as a military general, who would dislike having too much glory bestowed upon him?

Xie Ze was no exception.

If they could completely defeat the enemy troops who had attacked them from behind, it would be a great achievement!

Feng Jue saw that the situation was hopeless and began to retreat in an orderly manner. However, the soldiers had lost their morale. One by one, they were like headless flies, throwing away their armor and running for their lives. The negative emotions were contagious. First, it affected a group of people, then it spread to thousands of people!

Feng Jue saw this and his face turned ashen. He almost fell off the horse.

Fortunately, he was supported by someone. Otherwise, he would have been injured or killed if he had fallen from such a high horse in such a chaotic situation.

"Military Advisor, this general will escort you out of here!"

Feng Jue woke up from the discomfort of the spinning world. His lips were dry and peeled, and he looked particularly haggard.

"You don't have to worry about me. It's more important to gather the troops and retreat."

As long as the green hills last, one need not worry about firewood. If they missed the best opportunity, they would be completely annihilated!

Just as they were talking, a deafening battle cry came from behind them. Even though they had been fighting for several hours and the soldiers were exhausted, the enemies in front of them were all meritorious. With meritorious service, they would be able to earn high rewards. No matter how tired their bodies were, their minds were still active and excited.

"Oh no, Military Advisor, the enemy is here!"

As they fled, the number of soldiers around them grew fewer and fewer. The soldiers who were left behind were either hacked to death or captured alive.

General left the battlefield with nearly a thousand of his trusted subordinates and Feng Jue, but Xie Ze seemed to have eaten a weight and was determined to chase after them. After a round of pursuit and encirclement, there were only one or two hundred soldiers left. Most of them were injured and had almost no combat power left. The enemy was still following closely behind.

The night was getting darker and darker.

A cold wind blew, bringing with it the strong smell of blood. It was so strong that it was nauseating.

The battle cry was so faint that it seemed to be drifting from the horizon.

Feng Jue stared at the enemy soldiers who surrounded them with a fierce look. Xie Ze was riding a tall horse. The two sides were more than ten feet apart.

The soldiers surrounded them and tied their hands behind their backs. They even put swords to their necks.

Xie Ze glanced around and was satisfied.

He raised his hand and waved. "Take all of them back and wait for my lord to deal with them."

Feng Jue tried to struggle, but the soldiers who restrained him were so strong that he couldn't move at all.

There were different levels of captives. The soldiers who sold their physical strength were at the bottom of the pyramid. The value they produced was not enough for them to eat. Feng Jue belonged to the top of the pyramid. Xie Ze wanted to bring rare talents to his lord, regardless of whether they could pledge allegiance to her or not.

To prevent Feng Jue from having thoughts of suicide, he even sent people to watch over him.

Feng Jue snorted sarcastically.

At the same time …

Jiang Pengji led 5,000 troops to chase after Huang Song. Although it was said to be a chase, it was actually a slaughter.

Many enemy soldiers tried to stop them, but they died under the horses' hooves. Their corpses were trampled into minced meat.

Wherever the cavalry passed, piles of corpses were left.

The darkness of the night was a good cover, but it didn't pose any obstacle to Jiang Pengji.

Therefore, the time she took to catch up with Huang Song was much shorter than what he had expected.

Facing 5,000 light and heavy cavalry, Huang Song only felt calm. Instead, he felt like "it's finally here."

Originally, there were 30,000 to 50,000 remaining soldiers to cover his escape, but the soldiers were already scared out of their wits by the enemy. How could they still have the will to fight?

Under the onslaught of the enemy's pursuers, some fled, some got lost, and some fell apart.

When Huang Song was besieged, there were less than 3,000 soldiers around him.

Three thousand crippled soldiers against five thousand elite cavalrymen. The result was obvious.

This could be considered a one-sided slaughter.

When Huang Song and the others were captured, the outcome was finally decided.

Jiang Pengji swung the blood-stained God-Slaying Knife in her hand. The blood left a long mark on the ground.

She called out loudly, "Is that Bogao in front?"

Hearing how Jiang Pengji addressed him, Huang Song, who was in dire straits, laughed bitterly.

"Lanting, are you still willing to call me that?"

"In this chaotic world, you and I have no choice. But business is business, personal is personal," Jiang Pengji said. "Don't you still call me Lanting?"

"Yes … I have no choice …" Huang Song looked dispirited. "But business is business. Lanting, have you thought about how to deal with me?"

Jiang Pengji didn't say it explicitly. It wasn't a good place to talk about it.

She said faintly, "I'm not a heartless person who kills indiscriminately. Back then, I chose this path because the situation forced me to."

People weren't ambitious from the beginning. Huang Song was no different.

Before the destruction of Dongqing, his ambition was to be an honest and capable official. He wanted to change the prejudice of others and bring prosperity to the country.

However, this hotbed of troubled times gave him unprecedented ambition.

Now that he had fallen from the peak to the bottom, he had to bow down to his former opponent. Most importantly, after submitting, he would be suspected for the rest of his life. Who would be willing to live such a life? Huang Song had considered the worst case scenario. He would kill himself to protect his wife and children.

But …

Every time he thought of what his wife, Qi Chaolan, said that day, the courage to kill himself receded like the tide.

He said, "Lanting, you've really given me a difficult problem."

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