Chapter 19 Death in Battle

The Western Jue army was defeated under the attack of the Qingyun Guard.

Boda saw that the situation was hopeless, and with a command, he led the remaining soldiers to retreat outside the pass.

Chang Heng clasped his fists and said, "Your Highness, should we pursue the victory?"

Xie Tingzhou looked at the direction where the Western Jue people retreated, and said calmly, "Order Ji Wu to pursue them for thirty miles and force them across the Shima River first."

Chang Heng followed 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 climbed up the city wall aggressively.

"Your Highness." Xifeng knelt on one knee.

Xie Tingzhou lowered his head and gathered his sleeves, and asked, "Where is Liang Jianfang?"

Xifeng said, "When the Western Jue people attacked, he ran away with his men first, and just caught up and locked him in a prisoner car."

"Bring him up."

Liang Jianfang was brought to the city wall, along with his two guards.

The wind was strong on the city wall, and Liang Jianfang was pressed to the ground by Xie Tingzhou's guards.

In front of him was a black robe with dark cloud patterns, swaying in the wind.

Liang Jianfang's body was shaking like a sieve, and he tried to reach out to grab Xie Tingzhou's hem.

Before he could touch it, he was kicked by the guards beside him, and he fell to the ground, his face bleeding.

"Your Highness, I, I, I am an official appointed by the court." Liang Jianfang shrank.

"Official appointed by the court?"

Xie Tingzhou raised his arm lightly, pointed outside the city wall, and said, "Let him see for himself."

The guards dragged Liang Jianfang and pressed him on the parapet of the parapet, with half of his body hanging outside the city wall.

The battle line had long gone away, leaving behind the land soaked in blood, and the blood gathered into streams to outline lines on the snow, and thousands of corpses were piled up in chaos, extending to the distance.

It was too tragic!

If you see such a scene when you wake up from a dream, you will doubt whether you have reached the Avici Hell.

But this is reality, the hell on earth created by Liang Jianfang behind closed doors!

The corpse below opened its eyes and stared at him, as if it wanted to kill him.

"Ahhhh——" Liang Jianfang screamed in fear, shaking his head and not wanting to look anymore, but the guards grabbed his hair tightly from behind.

Xie Tingzhou slowly raised his hand, and his slender and flawless fingers appeared from his sleeves.

Swish——

The sound of a long sword being unsheathed.

Xie Tingzhou put the sword tip against Liang Jianfang's chin, forcing him to look into the distance.

He whispered, "Don't bow your head, look carefully for me, this hell on earth is the work of you, an official appointed by the court."

Liang Jianfang cried, "It's not me, it's not me, prince, prince, spare my life, prince."

Xie Tingzhou chuckled, and when he turned his eyes, his eyes were on Liang Jianfang's guards kneeling on the side.

The look was so fierce that the guards were sweating. "Your Highness, we are just following orders. I have a family at home. I--"

The guards suddenly opened their eyes wide, and saw their own bodies kneeling in the same place. The head rolled on the wall for several rounds and finally stopped.

In addition to the smell of blood, there was a faint smell of urine in the wind.

As soon as the guards let go, Liang Jianfang became 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 guards beside him handed him a clean handkerchief, "Your Highness."

Xie Tingzhou took it, lowered his eyes and wiped his fingers and ordered, "Keep an eye on him, there are many people in Shengjing who want his life."

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Shen Yu searched in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, searching for corpses one by one. Every moment was torture, for fear 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 food, the soldiers who patrolled the night, and the soldiers who had raided the Xijue North Camp with her.

Some had their hands and feet chopped off, some had their stomachs ripped open, and some were trampled beyond recognition by iron hooves.

The cold wind was still howling outside Yanliang Pass. She gritted her teeth to hold back her tears. Her nails were broken and turned over, but she still didn't stop searching.

Finally, after she turned over a corpse full of arrows, she could no longer suppress the sobs in her throat.

"Dad..."

She hugged the corpse tightly, but the back of the corpse was full of arrows, and there was not even an inch left for the place where the hands were made.

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 wanted to hug her father's broad shoulders, but his back was full of arrows, and he became a human-shaped hedgehog.

There was no more blood to bleed from the corpse, and only blood holes were left when the arrows were pulled out.

After the last arrow was pulled out, Shen Yu hugged Shen Zhongan's body tightly.

All the grievances and resentment she had felt before suddenly came flooding back, rolling over and drowning her.

They risked their lives, but some people treated 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 Zhou Dynasty was rotten to the core, with the evildoers in power and the loyal and good being persecuted!

The great revenge had not been avenged, and anger, hatred, and resentment turned into an unbreakable thread that bound her tightly, and only sobs were carried into the wind.

Soldiers were cleaning the battlefield and taking the wounded who were not dead back for treatment.

People were coming and going in the Ganzhou parade ground, and wounded were carried in from time to time, and those who could not hold on were carried out.

Xie Tingzhou stood in front of the tent, listening to the general beside him reporting the battle situation.

"We chased for thirty miles according to your highness's order. Thousands of Western Jue people were killed and wounded on the way. Crossing the Shima River is the land of Western Jue. We guarded the river for several hours and made sure that the Western Jue people would not turn back, so we ordered the army to retreat."

General Ji Wu had just returned from the battlefield. He had not even had time to take off his armor. He rode back all the way, and his body was still smelling fishy.

Ji Wu did not dare to get too close to Xie Tingzhou.

The prince was a bit of a germaphobe, which was a fact known to everyone in the army.

"Ganzhou's garrison troops are all useless. In the past, it was Shen Zhongan who defended the Shima River. Now Shen Zhongan's army is almost wiped out. If our Qingyun Guard withdraws, Ganzhou is afraid..."

Xie Tingzhou looked at the soldiers coming and going and said, "Xijue's vitality is seriously damaged. It may be difficult to regroup even within two years. We have bought Shengjing two years, enough time for them to rebuild their defense line."

Thinking of the cruelty of this battle, Ji Wu couldn't help but spit and curse: "Those damn dogs don't treat the soldiers as human beings at all."

Xie Tingzhou didn't respond, and more injured people were carried in one after another.

"Hey, wait a minute."

The person who spoke was too loud. It was Xie Tingzhou's deputy general Chang Heng.

Chang Heng stopped two soldiers carrying stretchers, bent down to look at the person on the stretcher, and then used his fingers to probe his breath.

"He's dying, what's going on? He's seriously injured?"

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Author's words:

In this story, rebirth does not mean invincibility, this is not a cool story.

Ayu needs to grow up in suffering again and again. The story I want to tell is not just to save her father and brother. Ayu's mission is far more important than this. She will meet Xie Tingzhou, the man who walks side by side with her on the road.

I guess many friends will 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 plot of the previous article must be related to the plot of the following article. There must be a reason for arranging the death of General Shen.

The plot cannot satisfy the preferences of all readers. If you like it, it is our fate. If you don't like it, support abandoning the article.