We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Ji Taihan was obviously not used to the joking atmosphere within the Fengtian Army and was confused.

On the other side, **zhi had already pulled out the knife with all his strength and swung it down again.

The big banner finally couldn't bear it anymore and made a teeth-grinding creaking sound before collapsing with a loud bang, splashing snow all over the ground.

The battlefield fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked over here.

The battlefield with tens of thousands of people is so huge that it is impossible for everyone to clearly see the situation of the commander.

The function of the big banner is to mark the position and status of the commander-in-chief. Once the big banner falls, it means that the commander-in-chief has died.

The next second, the Fengtian Army shouted excitedly and fought even harder to kill the enemy.

On the other hand, after a brief period of confusion, fear began to spread among the Mohe army.

Although the Heishui Mohe were barbaric and brave, their slavery system also caused slavery to penetrate into everyone's bones, and they had no idea why they were fighting.

When Du Diji was around, they were a group of warriors who still retained their animal nature. At Du Diji's command, they could go through fire and water.

After Du Diji's death, the wild beasts lost their support and became like frightened domestic dogs, running around with their tails between their legs.

The gates of Mudi City were wide open, and more than 10,000 defenders rushed out in droves, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back for the Heishui Mohe.

Countless Mohe cavalrymen threw away their armor and even their weapons just to run faster.

Even more people were surrounded and killed, or fell off their horses, curled up on the ground, and begged for surrender.

After He Conglong and the other two cut off the big banner, they occupied the main formation and did not leave.

The battle is coming to an end, and all that remains is to expand the results.

**zhi tore off a piece of his white cloak and bandaged He Conglong's wound with his own hands.

Ji Taihan, who was standing aside, held the mace tightly and felt a little nervous as he watched the Fengtian troops gathering around him.

Although after spending these days together, Jitaihan and the people of the Solon tribe have recognized He Conglong and believe that he is a man of his word.

But after all, it concerns the life and death of the Sauron tribe. Even if the Fengtian Army has a one in ten thousand chance of going back on its word, it will be a disaster for the Sauron tribe.

He Conglong seemed to see what he was thinking. He smiled and pulled him to his side, saying to him, "Old Chen, let me introduce you."

"This is the brother I just recognized, the leader of the Soran tribe. It's all thanks to their help that you can see me again."

"The Solon tribe was previously coerced by Dudiji, and now they wish to join our Feng Kingdom and serve His Highness."

** Zhi looked at Ji Taihan and nodded gently: "Since you have joined the Fengtian Army, we are brothers. Thank you for your help to my Fengtian Army."

"No matter their origin, even barbarians can become generals in the Fengtian Army. You don't have to worry."

Although Ji Taihan didn't understand what **zhi said, he could sense the kindness in his tone, and hurriedly saluted with a blushing face and clasped his fists awkwardly.

He Conglong also put his arm around his shoulders and said comfortingly, "There is a vassal general in Mudi City. I will introduce him to you later."

"Relax, your Sauron tribe has made great contributions and will surely be awarded first-class nobility. You are a skilled warrior and a talented commander. If you go to Fengguo, you will surely be able to lead an army on your own."

Ji Taihan nodded repeatedly, feeling much more at ease.

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

As soon as the words were spoken, Yelu and Hejie came running all the way from the direction of Mudi City.

After seeing He Conglong, both of them widened their eyes.

"General, you are not dead?!" Yelu He said in a panic.

He Conglong gave him a sullen look and said, "What are you doing? Are you hoping for my death and are you so anxious to become the commander?"

Yelu He shook his head, his eyes reddened: "When I saw you were surrounded, I thought..."

Then he knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and said, "General, I was the one who ordered the city gates to be closed. I didn't know you were still alive at that time. Please punish me."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the reconciliation workers quietly stepped aside without speaking out to dissuade them.

In fact, Yelu He was wrong.

The main general was the rear guard and the deputy general led the troops to retreat. No matter what the situation was, this triggered military regulations.

Moreover, the deputy general ordered the city gates to be closed before the main general died, which was even more taboo.

If He Conglong held a grudge, or even suspected that Yelu He was plotting to murder him, beheading him on the spot would not be a big deal.

**Zhi Renquan is an outsider after all, so it is difficult to persuade him at this time.

He Conglong glanced at Yelu He, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said angrily:

"Get out of here! His Highness won't let anyone kneel, and you dare kneel before me? Are you looking for trouble?!"

Upon hearing this, Yelu He stood up embarrassedly.

"I gave the order to retreat, and I also gave the permission to close the gate. You followed orders, so what's your crime?"

Yeluhe whispered: "It is true that you gave the order to retreat, but you can close the door..."

He Conglong interrupted loudly: "How dare you interrupt me before I finish speaking!"

Yelu He said nothing more.

"If you don't follow my orders, I will chop off your head." He Conglong waved his hand. "You acted decisively and defended the city in an orderly manner. You have done a great service and no fault. Don't act like a little girl here."

"Yes." Yelu He bowed with a look of gratitude on his face and red eyes.

He suddenly thought of his family members who were beheaded by Yelu Dahe because of his defeat, and felt a sense of sad absurdity.

Yelu Dahe was a member of the same clan, or even a distant relative, but in order to stabilize the morale of the army, he sacrificed his own family members.

And what about the Fengtian Army? Originally a mortal enemy, but the King of Fengtian not only did not care about his status as a surrendered general, but also entrusted him with important tasks.

Even among colleagues, there is no grudge between them and they are even willing to trust each other with their lives.

The gap and pattern here are really incomparable.

No wonder the seemingly powerful Khitan was defeated repeatedly by the fledgling Fengtian Army.

The difference between the two is not advanced firearms and sophisticated armor.

But the human heart.