Time passed slowly, and five or six days passed in the blink of an eye.

The military reports of the battle in the Lazi River Valley were finally collected into the hands of Zhou Weiran and Wanyan Bi. They can only be described in one word, miserable!

The total number of troops sent out was 50,000. The soldiers who came back one after another, including the wounded, could only be counted as more than 4,000.

Not even one out of ten!

In the past two days, no soldiers have been seen withdrawn from the front line. In other words, except for these more than 4,000 people, the others were either killed or captured by the Liang army.

Wanyanbi held the military newspaper in his hand and said somewhat lonely:

"Including these wounded soldiers who have been withdrawn, the number of troops we have is barely enough to number one hundred thousand."

After a great battle, the 150,000-strong army lost 50,000, and these 50,000 were considered to be the more capable 50,000, otherwise they would not have been sent out.

Zhou Weiran's eyebrows were almost pushed to the center of his head. After hesitating for a long time, he waved his hand and said:

"Send the battle report together to the Wuguan Camp, but the number of casualties should be lower, do you understand?"

Wanyan Bi nodded silently. This news would definitely make Mu Yunduankang furious when it reached his hands.

It would be bad if someone in a hurry revoked the military power in their hands, so some small tricks still have to be used.

They are now puppets in the hands of Mu Yunduankang, and the way to prove their usefulness is to capture Liaodong.

"Do we need to mobilize some more troops from China?" Wanyanbi suddenly raised his head and asked.

As the art of war goes, if you double it, attack it, and if it is ten times, encircle it. The Yan army currently stationed on the banks of the Yishui River is no longer able to form a clear strength advantage over the Liang army, so increasing troops is the only way.

In the past, Zhou Weiran was looking forward to a face-to-face field battle with Liang's army, but now the strength of the army was a bit uncertain, and even if he wanted to win, it would be a miserable victory.

Moreover, the Liang army is not limited to the soldiers and horses in Luoyun City, there are at least 50,000 to 60,000 people in Liaodong.

"There are not many soldiers capable of fighting in the country." Zhou Weiran sighed softly.

After Beijin experienced the war of annihilation, there were very few veterans left, and almost all of the more than 100,000 surrendered soldiers were brought out by Zhou Weiran this time.

Apart from the tens of thousands of Yanrong soldiers under Ulan Bals, there are not many veterans who can fight in Dongting now.

Wanyan Bi also knew the current predicament and rubbed his head with a sad face.

"Wait a minute, let me think about it." Zhou Weiran thought for a while but still couldn't make up his mind.

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Another day later, He Mu Dawu finally woke up after returning from a serious injury. Zhou Weiran and Wanyan Bi rushed over to visit him immediately.

"How are you doing? Do you feel okay?" Wanyanbi asked softly while sitting beside the hospital bed.

This time, Hemu Dawu suffered two arrow wounds, three knife wounds, and one gunshot wound. It was a miracle that he could survive such injuries.

"Cough cough cough~"

He Mu Dawu coughed violently and said, "It's all right. I'd like to ask the general and the king to take care of you."

He said it was okay, but his pale face and a little bit of blood he coughed up were clearly visible.

Before Wanyan and Bi could speak, He Mu Dawu pressed his chapped lips and said:

"This battle was defeated, and the generals lost their troops. I feel unworthy of my trust in your Majesty, and I ask your Majesty to punish you."

"Let's decide whether the crime should be punished or not later. Let's recover from our injuries now." Wanyan Bi was still very considerate of his capable general.

Zhou Weiran asked in a deep voice: "What happened in the camp in Lazi River Valley?"

The soldiers who have withdrawn from the front line are all those who attacked the fortress, and so far they have not encountered even a single garrison in the Lazi Valley.

So Zhou Weiran and the two still knew nothing about the battle in the Lazi Valley. How did they lose?

He Mu Dawu struggled to sit up, his upper body wrapped in gauze leaning against the bed, and recalled with a little sadness in his eyes:

"A few nights ago, probably in the middle of the night, the camp was suddenly attacked by the Liang Army. Thousands of Liang Army infantry climbed down from the cliffs on both sides of the river valley and set fire to the camp with kerosene and other materials.

camp.

The river valley was covered with vegetation, and the fire spread quickly, causing chaos in our military camp. Countless people were burned to death, and the raging fire continued until the next morning..."

The battle situation in the Lazi River Valley was described sentence by sentence by He Mu Dawu, with a hoarse voice and a face full of sadness, which involuntarily put Zhou Weiran and two people into that night of blood and fire.

They knew the topography of the Lazi River Valley very well, and the bushes growing everywhere were simply the best weapons for starting fires.

Moreover, it is midsummer now, the sky is dry and the earth is dry, and sparks are always burning. In addition, both sides of the river valley are dead areas. Just thinking about it can make you understand the horror of being born in a sea of ​​​​fire.

"At dawn, the general first commanded his troops to extinguish the fire in the supply camp, and then mobilized heavy troops to besiege the Liang army.

But the Liang army was so brave that they fought to the death and persisted until the arrival of the Liao Army. After that, we were unable to face the Liang army's hooves, and we ended up with a big loss."

Wanyan Bi remained silent, but gently patted He Mu Dawu on the shoulder.

He has fought against Liang Jun many times, and he knows the meaning behind fighting to the death, which means countless lives are involved.

"Then how did General He Mu escape from such a dangerous situation?" Zhou Weiran asked with squinted eyes.

As soon as these words came out, Wanyan Bi frowned, but because of Zhou Weiran's identity, he didn't say anything more.

Hemu Dawu replied hoarsely:

"The general fought bloody battles for a day and night, knowing that the situation was over. He had no choice but to lead his own soldiers to break out. However, after the bloody battle, only a hundred or twenty thousand people escaped! Only a mere hundred and ten people came out with the general.

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Zhou Weiran asked persistently:

"What about these soldiers? Also, why did the general come back so late? From the Lazi Valley to here, the cavalry can arrive in one day, but it took the general ten days to come back."

There was already a little anger in Wanyan Bi's eyes. He was not a fool. He could tell that Zhou Weiran was doubting He Mu Dawu.

"Because we didn't dare to take the main road, the Liang army's roving horses could be seen everywhere, so we could only crawl into the ravines and take long detours at night.

Even so, we kept encountering interceptions and attacks by Liang Jun along the way. All the brothers who were guarding me were dead, all dead~

They are all personal guards who have been with the general for many years!"

By the end of the sentence, Hemu Dawu was already sobbing, with tears shining in his eyes.

This tone, this expression, coupled with the serious injuries on his body, there is really nothing suspicious about him.

Zhou Weiran didn't ask anything, and was a little unhappy. Just as he was about to speak again, Wanyan Bi stopped him.

"Your Majesty, it's ready!"

Wanyan Bi, who finally couldn't hold back his temper, said coldly:

"General He Mu has just left the hell gate and needs to rest. Let's visit him next time."

Zhou Weiran pursed his lips and could only pretend to be concerned and said: "General, take good care of yourself. I will come to see you in two days."
Chapter completed!