Zhao Rui checked the terrain, immediately mobilized 50,000 troops, killed them, cut off the Parthian army in the middle, and divided it into two parts.
There were only a few thousand people left on this side of the river, and the rest were completely besieged in the river valley.
Seeing Zhao Rui coming, Le Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Facing such natural conditions, the troops in his hands were really stretched thin.
With the close cooperation of the two men, they finally captured 40,000 Parthian soldiers, and the rest were all killed in battle.
Zhao Rui rode his horse to the river valley and looked coldly at the Parthian troops gathered here.
Compared with the gang of beggars in Shule City, these people in front of us can be called an army.
Everyone is fully equipped with armor, sharp weapons, and full of evil spirit.
When he saw them for the first time, Zhao Rui had the urge to recruit them.
"Are you all barbarians in the Parthian army?"
Everyone present said nothing, but their expressions were different.
Some look like they are ready to die, while others want to tell everything and try to save their lives.
The rest are existences swaying in the wind, standing there motionless.
Zhao Rui didn't say anything more and just ordered them all to be taken away.
The battle with the Parthian Army was not difficult. In just a few days, Zhao Rui achieved a record of beheading 280,000 people and capturing 160,000 prisoners.
The army pushed all the way and finally reached the westernmost border of the Western Region, Broken Leaf City!
This was the last stronghold occupied by the Parthian army and the last city on the border between Dashang and the ancient Parthian kingdom.
When the 800,000-strong army surrounded the entire city in a mighty manner, the 300,000 Parthian troops guarding the city suddenly became intimidated.
Zhao Rui didn't even order an attack on the city, but the garrison inside obediently led his people out to surrender, and finally captured Broken Leaf City without any bloodshed.
Everything went smoothly beyond imagination, and the overall combat effectiveness of the Parthian Army was not high. Except for the tens of thousands that could unleash an unexpected combat effectiveness, the rest were just a bunch of food and wine.
Zhao Rui wiped them all out without even spending any effort.
At this point, the entire Western Region returned to the embrace of the Great Shang.
But Zhao Rui was unwilling to let it go.
This expedition to Dashang cost too much money and food. Just recruiting horses from the grassland cost an unknown amount of manpower and material resources.
If it ends like this, it would be too hasty.
Zhao Rui directly led many generals and more than a dozen guards to the border of the Western Region.
"When I came to the Western Regions last time, I heard from the local people that as long as you cross the Atai Mountains in front, you can reach Lijiang! It has always been known as the south of the Yangtze River, but it is a pity that it is not my territory of Dashang yet."
The generals nearby looked over.
"If your Highness wants it, the general will defeat it for you!" Sima Wudang immediately pointed in the direction of plowing the territory and waved his hand.
The generals next to me also meant the same thing.
At this point in the war, they also saw the situation clearly. If they did not seek some benefits for the big merchants, this war would be too wasteful.
Zhao Rui laughed loudly: "Since the Li territory has been taken, why care about the entire Parthian Kingdom? If they have the guts to invade my Great Shang territory, they must be prepared to destroy the country."
Several generals present were stunned for a moment, their eyes all focused on Zhao Rui.
It seems that he didn't expect that he would have such courage.