After the rain, the sky was clear, and the blood everywhere was washed away.
The only three hundred and seventy-six cavalry "Breaking Wall Army" were like harvest hunters, four or five people in a group, and began to pursue the fleeing "Fu**" all over the mountains and fields, increasing their military achievements.
Wei Ye sat alone at the head of the city of "Fuguo City", looking into the distance. His body was covered in blood, his clothes were cracked, and his hair was distracted, but the kingly aura emitted from his body was still shocking.
Fuguo City was broken, Wang Yan died, and six thousand "Fu**" were killed or injured. The remaining ones were not able to fight and were chased by the "Bao Wall Army" which was less than one tenth of them.
Running around.
Beitanghui stood behind Wei Ye with a sad expression.
Beitanghui was not seriously injured on the surface when he fought Zhuge Tiebang, but in fact, the internal injuries he suffered were no less than Zhuge Tiebang.
"After this battle, the foreign troubles of the Beiyang Empire have been relieved, and the rest is internal troubles." Wei Ye gently stroked the back of his head, leaned on a long sword with his right hand, his knees bent slightly, and his expression was lazy.
Beitanghui stood behind him and chuckled softly: "External troubles, I will calm you down with you, but internal troubles are the business of you young people."
After hearing this, Wei Ye sighed softly: "Sacrifice, how can you be so irresponsible?"
"Haha." Beitanghui chuckled, sat down gently beside Wei Ye, and said in a long thought: "The world belongs to us, and to yours, but in the final analysis, it is yours."
"Is this a bit far-fetched?"
"There is nothing to be far-fetched." Beitanghui looked at the rising sun in the distance and smiled: "When I was in the academy, you often said, "The waves in the Yangtze River push the waves in the front, and the waves in the front die on the beach."
Old bones have occupied this class for a long time, and it is time for you young people to give the opportunity to show off."
"Jijiu said this is reasonable."
Wei Ye looked at the dense layers of towering ancient trees and smiled softly.
The treasury of the "Restoration Palace", Ye Junlin, Wang Bodang, and Kitado Jiju and others stood excitedly, and in front of them, there was a sea of gold and silver.
Gold coins, mysterious crystals, various high-level weapons, high-level armor, high-quality mysterious skills, magical magic weapons, and various rare spiritual herbs were placed in front of them.
Kitado Jiko is a dignified prince of Kitao, and his expression was a little calmer towards these wealth. Ye Junlin and Wang Bodou were born in Kusano, so they really lack resistance to wealth.
Wang Bodang rushed into the treasure house and almost frantically fucked into his space ring, stuffing his belongings.
Compared with Wang Bodang's "greed", Ye Junlin seemed much calmer. He was just absurd and only chose those suitable things, but only occasionally stuffed some mysterious crystals.
Kitado Jiko stood aside, just laughing.
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At noon, the horn of assembly was heard on the wall of the "Fuguo City".
Whether it was a "temporary general" like Kitado Jima, Ye Junlin, or ordinary soldiers who were chasing "restoring" and reaping military achievements, they all gathered at the city gate like a flying car.
Kitado Jiko was wearing silver armor and holding a treasure knife in her hand. She stood under the city gate with a smile on her face.
Beside him, a hill of mysterious crystals and gold coins were placed in a mess.
The captains and soldiers, looking at the golden mountain, couldn't help but swallow hard.
To be honest, they really wanted to go up and grab it. But the discipline of the army and the princely status of Kitado Jiko suppressed the impulse in their hearts.
Kitado Jiko cleared her throat, and Mance said in an orderly manner: "You have made the greatest contributions in this raid. After discussion with our ancestors and Wei Tingwei, I decided to: "Fuguocheng" the money and goods in the treasure house.
One third is confiscated, one third is soothing the families of the fallen soldiers, and the remaining one third is distributed to all soldiers according to their official positions."
As Kitado Jiko finished speaking, the 376 cavalry "Breaking the Wall Army" shouted loudly.
The "Bracking Army" has gone through battles of all sizes, with no less than a thousand battles, and the seized property, weapons and mysterious skills have accumulated into mountains. However, it is the first time that such a large reward is given.
"Long live the second prince!"
I don’t know who shouted first, but the other ‘Breaking Wall Army’ started shouting after a little dull.
"Long live the second prince!"
"Long live the second prince!"
"Long live the second prince!"
The shouts shook the sky and resounded throughout the world.
On the city tower, Wei Ye and Bei Tanghui looked at each other, smiling like the wind.
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The defenders of Jiangling City arrived four hours later. The leading generals were Beitangjun, Huangfu Tenghui, Huang Yuyang and others.
In the battle of "Fuguocheng", a total of two enemy generals, seventeen ordinary generals, seventeen school captains, and more than 3,700 ordinary soldiers...
In addition, one city was recovered and countless weapons, armor, magic weapons, mysterious skills and money were seized.
All of these military achievements were counted on the 500 "Bambridge Army", as well as Wei Ye, Ye Junlin, Beitang Jiju, Wang Bodang and others.
Beitangjun, Huangfu Tenghui, Huang Yuyang and others, who were the eldest prince, ran for nothing, but they didn't even get any hair.
Kitado Jun gritted his teeth with hatred. It was his "battle of battle" this time, but unexpectedly, Kitado Jiko took away all the credit.
He was resentful, but he could do nothing.
Because not only Wei Ye, who was "non-organized" came, even his ancestor Bei Tanghui came uninvited.
Beitangjun could only hold this "wrongedness" in his heart.
Perhaps because he felt a little sorry for Beitangjun, Beitanghui patted his shoulder and left in a flash.
The defenders and some elite soldiers transported from Jiangling City were left here, one to check and balance the local barbarians, and the other to rest and recuperate the city, turning this place into one of the 3,650 cities in Beiyang.
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The troops returned to the court, and the breeze and bright moon were all the way, and the mood was relaxed.
It was twenty days later that I arrived at the imperial capital Beiyang Imperial City.
On that day, the entire Beiyang Imperial City was decorated with lights and the emperor Beitangxiong personally led all civil and military officials out of the city to welcome him for ten miles. The people spontaneously stood on both sides of the road, comforting the three armies, and the scene was spectacular.
The six young generals looked nervous, but forced themselves to cheer up, and the scene was quite funny.
Beitangxiong was wearing a dragon robe, with a golden sword hanging on his waist, looking at the army returning victoriously in the distance, and standing straight.
The monarch stood, and those ministers dared not sit there.
Thousands of cavalry and iron cavalry are coming from far away, and the horse's hooves are rippling up dust, covering the sky and the sun.
Beitangxiong is over 70 years old, with a slightly lame left leg and a slightly bent back. If he hadn't had the crown, yellow robe and golden sword, he would be an ordinary little old man who could not be more ordinary.
And it was the kind of people who caught a lot of people in the crowd.
But it was such an old man who made the army that returned to the victorious court suddenly stop.
The three armies dismounted and knelt on the ground.