Chen Wuji felt that his life was passing, but he didn't even care about these things at all. He just wanted to open his eyes hard and wonder if the people he cared about were now like him.

His fingers twitched slightly, and the gaze after the rain shone into his eyes. With this little light, he tried to open his eyes again and again.

In my ears, I still shouted for killing, but the sounds of shouting for killing were obviously getting less and less, and even many shouts of killing began to leave me.

He could still hear yelling and countless wailings. The countless sounds were intertwined. Suddenly, a pair of boots staggered over his hand. His body seemed to be shaking. So his eyes suddenly opened. In front of him... there were almost no one standing, only half of the flags with fire had burned down, and they were stuck in the mud. The countless corpses were continuous, and under him were all covered with bright red water. A Hu soldier struggled on the ground, wailing, and crawled in the other direction.

Obviously, the Hu Bing discovered him and found that Chen Wuji was still alive, but he seemed to have no interest in Chen Wuji. The Hu man, who had grown up on horseback since childhood and made a living by burning, killing and looting all his life, seemed to be tired of killing and war, and seemed to be no longer interested in tormenting the killing between Huhans. He just kept crawling on the ground. When Chen Wuji felt that his vision was better, he realized that where the Hu man crawled over was a piece of intestine, mixed with blood, dragging under him.

The Hu people screamed and sheny. He wanted to struggle, as if he wanted to ask for life. The knife on his body had long disappeared, and his horse had long been unknown whether it was death or life.

Suddenly...

Chen Wuji heard the footsteps, which were exhausted. He tried hard to struggle. He didn't know if the person who came was Hu or Han, but the Hu people crawling on the ground seemed to have seen something, so he shouted like crazy. He was whispering, not knowing what he was saying, all of them were Hu language.

Until a bayonet suddenly appeared in Chen Wuji's limited vision, the bayonet shone brightly under the glow of light, making Chen Wuji close his eyes quickly. But when Chen Wuji opened his eyes, he heard a muffled groan. The bayonet had already stabbed in the back of the Hu man and penetrated into the heart. The Hu man immediately left no sound, and the bayonet was pulled out, dripping blood.

The owner of the bayonet then began to move forward carefully. He looked very tired. His helmet was gone. His body was covered with mud and his face was dry. He couldn't tell the difference between his face. He only had a pair of eyes, and was still turning. He seemed to be searching for something, tiptoeing and trying his best to avoid the corpse. It seemed to be searching for the undead Hu people, and as if he had just happened, he had ended his life, and it seemed to be searching for the injured Han people.

Chen Wuji moved desperately and let out a shenyin.

The man suddenly stopped, and his military boots stepped on the puddle, splashing blood. He looked back and saw Chen Wuji squirming. So, his face was cold at first, then, he showed a mouthful of white teeth and grinned. He shouted tiredly: "There is one here, and there is another person alive."

He didn't know who he was warning, then he quickly walked to Chen Wuji and squatted down, as if he wanted to try his best to distinguish Chen Wuji. After confirming that Chen Wuji was a Han army, he frowned and tried hard to search for Chen Wuji's wound. Then, he familiarly escaped from a roll of white gauze and blocked the location of the wound.

Chen Wuji was just breathing heavily. He wanted to ask about the situation of the battle, but he opened his mouth and could only make a sound from his throat.

The man obviously understood what Chen Wuji wanted to ask, and then his eyes turned red, but he still knelt in the blood, covering Chen Wuji's wound, and choked and said, "I have won, I have won, a great victory, we have won... The Hu army was destroyed, and countless beheadings... Even the Hu people's khan has been captured, and we have won..."

The word "win" was also surprised, but it was also intertwined with pain. His tears fell down and fell on Chen Wuji's cheeks. The tears washed away the sludge on Chen Wuji's face.

The man continued: "The entire army won the victory, but it was a pity that the first battalion was wiped out, and one out of ten was not survived; the ninth battalion had more than half of the casualties, the seventh battalion, the battalion officer... The battalion officer Zhou Tao was killed in battle, but almost wiped out, and the other battalions had suffered huge casualties...."

Chen Wuji suddenly felt that his eyes were wet with tears.

The first battalion was destroyed.

"The Hu people, there are only tens of thousands of people left, and they have fled far away. They have escaped and dare not look back again... His Majesty did not order a pursuit..."

He said intermittently, and at this moment, Chen Wuji realized why the other party said so carefully. He seemed to want to say more so that he could divert his attention and share some of his pain. Chen Wuji's face was pale and he listened attentively.

The man said again: "The Sixth Battalion achieved the greatest result. They first solved the enemy on the position, and then rushed to the 1st Battalion's position. Otherwise, His Majesty brought the Ninth Battalion and would probably have lost it here. Fortunately, they came, and luckily... it was a blessing..."

"The Hu people raised by the bitch were surrounded. They were planning to chop up the things raised by the bitch. Who knew that this person... was kneeling on the ground like a dog, begging for life, and then captured him alive. Humph, he should have chopped him up long ago."

"There is another Han man named He Xiu, who also took it. It is said that this man was devoted to serving the Hu people, and now he is tied to the big tent of the Central Army."

"Your Majesty also ordered people to go to the direction of Xiliang, and to bring His Majesty's orders to the army and horses of Xiliang. If they surrender, it would be fine. They would only kill the damn national savage; if they did not follow, they would be afraid that they would fight to the death after resting..."

The sound of messy footsteps appeared.

Several figures came hurriedly carrying the already dirty stretcher. Obviously, someone had heard the man's shout. The one in the lead was an exhausted military doctor, carrying a few auxiliary soldiers, hurriedly carrying the stretcher.

"Hurry, I'm bleeding too much. If I don't treat it, I'm afraid it won't work. Carry it onto a stretcher and go to the nearby camp." The military doctor frowned, squatted down, confirmed Chen Wuji's wound, and then directed the auxiliary soldiers to carry Chen Wuji onto the stretcher.

When someone moved, Chen Wuji felt pain and opened his mouth to say something to the man.
Chapter completed!