Moon Valley

Several days had passed since the battle, but whether outside or inside the valley, there was a strong smell of death, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Bodies that had begun to rot lay scattered on the ground. Yan Jun's body was dragged away, and what was left here basically belonged to Liang Jun.

Various weapons were scattered on the ground, and the bright red blood stains had long since dried up. A sense of sadness echoed in the Moon Valley.

Maybe people far away in the Central Plains don't know that such a tragic battle took place in this place called Yueyue Valley.

"Da da~"

"Da da da~"

In the midst of the dead silence, there was suddenly a rapid sound of horse hooves, and a snow-white horse galloped in the distance.

"Stop the horse!"

When he reached the edge of this hell, the strong man at the head suddenly raised his hand, with a hint of trembling and irritability in his voice.

Heng Yinyang, the commander of the crossbowmen of the Liang Army, is the highest-ranked crossbowman in the Liang Army. Strictly speaking, he single-handedly brought out all the leading military commanders of the crossbowmen in each state.

In the past, there were exactly three crossbowmen in Beiliang, and each state had one captain. But Heng Yinyang was senior after all, so Chenyue specially set up a unified post to control all the crossbowmen in Beiliang.

Jingan rode the crossbowmen closely behind Heng Yinyang, and all the crossbowmen in Wuguan were brought out by him.

Now the people nearby were silent. The scene in front of them made their hearts tremble and they were unable to say a word.

Lying in the ice and snow were all their comrades who had shared life and death together. They were all farm men who, like them, had left their hometown and joined the people around them.

Now, one side is the world and the other side is hell.

Heng Yinyang's hand holding the reins was shaking unconsciously. Even though he was used to seeing life and death, his thoughts were hard to calm down now.

"General, are we??"

A captain beside him asked in a deep voice, "Looking like this, it's impossible to find someone alive."

"Search! Every inch of land inside and outside the valley must be searched!"

Heng Yinyang gritted his teeth and said:

"I don't believe that our Beiliang Snow Guards will be completely wiped out by the Yan army!"

"promise!"

"Soushan!"

"As you command!"

Densely packed crossbowmen flashed out and began to search the land inch by inch.

There are also some people who are cruising around to prevent the Yan people from leaving an ambush here.

Wuguan only has so many crossbowmen. If they are all fired, the Liang army will become blind.

Chenyue's royal order to Heng Yinyang was very simple. There was only one sentence: never give up any of his comrades, even if there was only one breath left, he had to bring them back.

"Hoo~"

Heng Yinyang calmed down the fluctuations in his heart and rode his horse towards the entrance of the valley.

Where the blood-soaked military flag of the White Snow Guards was planted, there was also a mutilated corpse hanging.

Who is it?

When Heng Yinyang came to the corpse, even though he had been prepared in the morning, he couldn't help but feel the tip of his nose sore and almost shed tears.

The commander of Baixuewei, Yu Binyang, died in the battle of Yueyou Valley.

When this news reaches Wuguan, the whole army will be shaken.

Heng Yinyang endured the severe pain and took out Yu Binyang's frozen body, and then carefully wrapped it with cloth. Those knife wounds and arrow wounds seemed to be stabbed in Heng Yinyang's body, causing him to be covered all over.

Tremble.

Heng Yinyang waved and called a few people over:

"Yu Shuai's body will be left to you two. Take good care of it and bring it back to Wuguan. Also, don't let this military flag fall down."

"As you command!"

The eyes of the two experienced crossbowmen were red.

Heng Yinyang walked slowly in the valley basin. The corpses of the Snow Guards soldiers and those snow-white armors could be seen everywhere, making it difficult for him to find a place to set foot.

Some soldiers were carefully turning over the corpses to find out the wooden identification tags on these soldiers, and then gathered them together for preservation.

This place is so far away from Wuguan. It is impossible for the Crossbowmen to bring all the corpses back to the city. These identity tags are the only things they can bring back. The remains of the Snow Guards, Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, and Red Flame Army are destined to be buried in Huang

The sand turned into white bones.

Just like what Yu Binyang said before the war started, the border troops did not need to return their bodies wrapped in horse leather, so they could just be buried with the yellow sand between heaven and earth.

Heng Yinyang was a little disheartened. At this level of the battle, it was almost impossible to find the survivors. Even if the wounded soldiers survived after the battle, they would still freeze to death in the next few days.

Could it be that the White Snow Guards, who had been in the army for ten years, were just gone?

"General!"

A captain hurriedly walked up to him: "I found something unusual on the hillside. It seems that someone walked over the top of the mountain from the back mountain."

"oh?"

Heng Yinyang suddenly turned his head and his eyes lit up:

"Let's go and have a look!"

…

This is the back hill of a certain mountain in Yueyue Valley. Heng Yinyang squatted on the ground and stared intently. There were large footprints here and a lot of bloodstains that were almost covered by yellow sand. It was obvious that many people had walked here.

The captain who was following him said in a deep voice:

"General, it is indeed feasible to walk here from the valley, but there are no footprints near the valley. The footprints suddenly appeared from here.

I would venture to speculate that some of Bai Xuewei's comrades may have evacuated from the valley, and the missing footprints in the middle were deliberately erased to prevent them from being discovered and pursued by the Yan army."

"It's very possible."

Heng Yinyang glanced at the mountain road in the distance with hope and asked:

"Are you sure you can climb this road out of the mountain? Is it possible that it was left by the Yan army's ambush troops when they went up the mountain?"

"I have just walked through it. Although the road is rugged, it is definitely possible to get out of the mountain. Theoretically speaking, although the Snow Guards soldiers who have just fought are exhausted, they grit their teeth and get out of the mountain. It is feasible.

And if it’s Yan Jun’s footprints, there’s no need for them to cover up a section of the road, right?”

Heng Yinyang narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Have the corpses on the battlefield been searched? How is the situation?"

We can't blame Heng Yinyang for being too cautious. After all, he had just suffered a huge defeat. If it was Yan Jun's footprints, wouldn't it be that the crossbowman followed him all the way and sent him to his door on his own initiative?

The captain said in a deep voice:

"Almost all the bodies of the captains and generals have been confirmed, but General Lin's body has not been found. His men are still looking for it."

"There is no body of Marshal Lin?" Heng Yinyang's eyes lit up, this is good news.

"Not really." The captain with a rough look said softly: "It stands to reason that General Lin is the deputy commander. If he died in battle, his body should be placed with Commander Yu's."

Heng Yinyang's mind turned slightly and he said in a deep voice:

"Since there is hope, let's not hesitate.

The crossbowmen are divided into two groups. You lead a group back to Wuguan to protect Yu Shuai's body and the brothers' identity tags.

I will lead a team to follow the footprints to find people. We will not waste time on both sides. If we touch the Yan people's lair, we will be unlucky.

Leave all the extra dry food you have with you. If you find someone, you must have something to eat~"
Chapter completed!