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Chapter 142

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More than ten miles south of the Sa River, there were mountains of corpses and blood everywhere.

One of the nine armies, General Xin Shixiong of Zuotunwei, with more than 30,000 troops from Xin Shixiong on down, was completely wiped out here.

Goguryeo was cleaning the battlefield, and the joy of the victory was exaggerated among the Goguryeo people. Undoubtedly, for the Goguryeo people, this was a most glorious and crucial victory.

Since the Sui army invaded, they had been in panic all day long and tasted the sweet taste of victory for the first time.

However, the strong smell of blood and corpses of various shapes soon made many Goguryeo people feel uncomfortable, and vomiting became the best way to vent their discomfort.

The veterans frowned and helplessly looked at the ugly appearance of the new recruits. They had no choice but to lose miserably in the first battle with the Sui army. The bravest warriors were all killed by the Sui army's crossbows.

What's even more shameful is that the Sui people also invaded the royal city...

Almost half of the current army of more than 100,000 people is a temporary army composed of adult men in the royal city.

Although, they followed the footsteps of the Sui army, came here, and won in a single battle.

But the number of people who died in the battle was almost the same as that of the Sui army.

The Sui people were exhausted. Many of them fell to the ground before they even raised their swords and guns, and died before they even drew their bows and arrows.

But they are still terrible demons, devouring a lot of lives.

At this time, the Goguryeo army had to stop here because the generals in the army had quarrels and disagreements.

Because the casualties were too high, Prime Minister Eulji Mundeok was questioned by the royal generals.

There was no flood like Eulji Mundeok said. There was no easy victory. All the ministries suffered heavy losses under the Sui army's desperate counterattack.

The thin and wretched Prime Minister defended at the top of his lungs.

The Goguryeo people have formed a rather peculiar political atmosphere over a long period of time, which makes the scene full of gunpowder smoke.

Some members of the Gao family are deeply jealous of the powerful Prime Minister, and many of them have begun to use words like "traitor who harms the country."

In the end, Ulji Mundeok raised his butcher knife and killed more than ten people in a row. Finally, the generals woke up and followed Ulji Mundeok to lead the army to continue chasing the enemy.

However, the sequelae were very obvious. Shortly after the Battle of Liaodong, Ulji Mundeok resigned from the throne. He was subsequently killed in the palace.

However, at this time, Eulji Mundeok, as the commander of the army, had not yet thought about his tragic fate in the future.

When he led his army to catch up with the Sui army again, what he saw was the Sui people's rout all over the mountains and plains.

Three hundred thousand Sui troops finally collapsed.

This was undoubtedly a feast for the Goguryeo people who caught up.

For the Sui army, death always accompanied them on their way to escape.

This is a road of escape paved with the corpses of Sui soldiers.

General Xue Shixiong, one of the nine armies, You Yiwei, whose organization was still intact, was once again cut off from the rear by the army and was surrounded by Baishi Mountain.

Food and water were cut off, and the soldiers were killed and wounded without reckoning.

In the end, General Xue Shixiong of Youyi Guard personally led the remaining fifty heavy cavalry into the formation. The remaining infantry advanced desperately and finally broke out of the encirclement and fled north in confusion.

It can be seen from this that the Goguryeo people have actually reached the end of their strength.

After that, in the high mountains from the south bank of the Yalu River to the north bank of Sashui, the scattered Sui army officers and soldiers launched a protracted confrontation with the Goguryeo people.

It was not until the end of winter that year that the fighting finally calmed down.

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In the mountain forests of Goguryeo in July, the vegetation gradually withers and turns yellow, and the bleak autumn wind brings a deep chill.

A man with torn clothes and blood all over his body was staggering alone among the trees.

He panted rapidly and finally stopped, leaning against a big tree, teetering precariously.

In his hand, he held a red ring-shou knife. From the handle to the tip of the blade, there was blood. The dark red base and bright red skin made the knife look weird and frightening.

The sound of soul-chasing footsteps sounded not far behind him. He stood up and began to move numbly, not even bothering to look back.

The figures of the pursuers were already looming behind him.

Finally, three strong and sturdy guys wearing animal skins rushed out of the forest, accompanied by sharp roaring arrows.

The man running for his life was obviously exhausted. He swayed and rolled to the ground, just in time to avoid the arrows.

An enemy took the opportunity to suddenly accelerate and rushed to his side, but as soon as he raised the long knife in his hand, the man on the ground had already raised his body slightly. He just raised the knife in his hand and stabbed the pursuer in the abdomen.

A painful scream sounded, and the enemy rolled out. He pulled out the steel knife and brought out a string of blood beads.

The other two enemies had already rushed in front of him, and their swords were fierce and powerful.

At this time, he had already stood up and staggered two steps sideways to avoid someone's crazy slash. He raised the strange long sword slightly, and the two swords collided. The heavy force suddenly overcame his exhaustion.

But he managed to push it away.

Then his body magically turned in a circle, and the long knife slashed down smoothly. When the knife went down, blood spurted out, and the enemy covered his neck and fell out in a circle.

The bow string sounded again, and the blood-red knife danced slightly, and accurately deflected the arrows that were heading straight for his chest. The other two missed him.

The enemy beside him roared angrily and struck straight down with his sword. He tried hard to lift the increasingly heavy knife and stabbed straight at him.

Just like before, he looked casual and lazy, but was frighteningly accurate. Before the long knife cut into his forehead, he pierced the enemy's throat with one blow. He still had enough energy left to wave and hit the enemy's wrist, bringing the enemy close to him.

The knife before death, get out of the way.

In an instant, he killed three people in a row, as if he was performing a killing skill, without wasting any energy at all, and the attack was simple and deadly.

Looking at the knife in his hand, you can tell that he killed countless pursuers along the way.

Panting violently, he bent down, just in time to avoid the incoming arrows, then managed to move two steps, hid behind the tree, turned out from the other side, and continued on his own escape path.

But he was too tired and too hungry, and his extremely tenacious vitality was draining away.

Within a mile, they were overtaken again. This time, there were five or six people who caught up. Their arrows had been shot out, but they did not rush forward hastily like their previous companions.

Because this terrible guy has told them with countless blood that death is a very simple thing and it is best not to act rashly.

Perhaps out of despair, this terrible man did not move forward, but sat down on the ground. Like his knife, it was full of scarlet, like a devil's face, showing a row of white teeth, and actually smiled.

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The person laughing was horrified, and the hoarse voice sounded for the first time, "You bastards have been chasing me all the way. My life is here, come and take it if you have the guts."

Needless to say, you can tell by the accent that he is from Shandong, a serious Sui person.

Of course, in the mountains and forests of Goguryeo at this time, such dramas of escape and pursuit were all unfolding between the Sui people and the Goguryeo people, and there was no second possibility.

The Goguryeo people yelled and cursed angrily, but no one was willing to be the first to rush forward.

However, it only took a moment for everyone else to catch up.

More than ten people were finally here, surrounding this terrifying group of fleeing enemies. There were originally more than fifty of them, all hunters in the Goguryeo Mountains, warriors serving as scouts for the army.

Along the way, except for those who were left behind, these were the only people left, and the rest were killed by this person one after another. If they knew this was the result, they probably would not have followed this person and chased them all the way here.

Fortunately, this man seemed to be a Sui general. His head would be worth a lot of money or an official position.

The Shandong man slowly put the knife across his chest, preparing to fight to the death, but the enemy finally lost control and prepared to attack.

Someone shouted loudly, a voice full of panic, which surprised everyone.

The Goguryeo people turned around and looked around, but were horrified to find that figures were walking out of the surrounding trees.

They appeared like ghosts. In order to prevent the fleeing enemy from escaping again, the few companions on the periphery did not make any warning sound.

Li Po waved his hand and said, needless to say, this is the northern foothills of Baishi Mountain, not far from the Yalu River.

At this time, the figures of Goguryeo people had begun to appear frequently in the mountains and forests, and they had been encountered more than once.

Of course, when encountering Li Po's group of Sui troops who were well-organized and not troubled by hunger in the mountains and forests, it can only be said that they were not taken care of by the gods of Goguryeo, so most of them became this Sui army.

The Ghost Under the Sword.

Along the way, we encountered more and more Sui army skirmishers.

By the time they got here, their team had expanded to about 1,500 people, and the pressure on food had increased a lot.

But with Li Po, Shi Da and other hunters around, it would not be a problem to save some food. Moreover, they also looted two Goguryeo mountain villages, so the food problem no longer bothered them.

In fact, there are still many scattered teams of the Sui army like them today. However, they lack the ability to identify the road, and most of them get lost in the vast mountains and forests of Goguryeo. In winter, most of them freeze to death in the mountains.

The remaining ones directly became mountain kings in the Goguryeo Mountains. When the Central Plains armies continued to come, there were many more people who could speak Chinese here, who were actually their descendants.

More than a dozen Goguryeo people were quickly cut down to the ground. The Sui army, which was mainly composed of Mayi defenders, had one more name on its rescue list.

Yan Lu, a native of Wugou, Shandong, was a guard attendant of General Zhang. After the conquest of Liaodong, he was under the command of Zuo Yi Weifu and participated in the Battle of Baishi Mountain.

After breaking out of the siege, they fought on their own. He and many people fled all the way. The others were all killed in the battle. He was the only one who escaped the farthest. Because he killed too many people and his fighting power was amazing, he was regarded as the Sui Dynasty.

An important general of the army is pursued endlessly.

It has the attributes of cannon fodder and is riddled with the aura of the unlucky guy, but it is one of the best treasures that Li Po obtained in the battle of Liaodong.

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