Wei Yangmou

Zhou Yafu retreated in a hurry, Liu Che and his party struck mercilessly, just like Shura, after all, the soldiers of the southern army could not compare with the northern army who fought against the Huns all day long. Even though the training was strict, they had never encountered such an enemy.

They were more terrified than reconciled. As soon as the order to retreat was issued, they immediately put away the weapons in their hands. Some even threw away their swords and just retreated in a hurry. They didn't even care about the wounded soldiers who could be seen beside them. .

Han Cheng took people to count the casualties, and unexpectedly found that half of the [-] southern soldiers who fell to the ground were still panting.

This is a big problem. Jiaodong is already short of food and grass. It is not easy to support another 1 people, not to mention that they are all injured, and it is a waste of time to cultivate.

If these people were Xiongnu, Nanyue or Yuezhi people, it would be much more convenient to deal with them. If they didn't die, just make up for it.

But they are also big Han people, and they have shed blood and tears to defend this country. On the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, and it is fine to die, but now the opponent has lost and has become a fish to be slaughtered. This knife must be cut down again It's a little difficult.

Han Cheng returned with a sullen face. The Jiaodong Army killed 480 people, seriously injured 65, and slightly injured 450.

Compared with the southern army, the losses were not heavy, but most of the losses of the southern army were not caused by them, the crowding and trampling under panic was the root cause.

When Liu Che heard the result, he just nodded lightly and didn't express his opinion. Han Cheng frowned, Qi Qi Ai Ai followed behind Liu Che, Du Zhong and Cao Zhong came back, all of them were full of surprises, one found a mountain of grain and grass, and the other found The stuffed full of weapons can be said to be quite rewarding.

The Jiaodong Army rejoiced, and finally they did not have to fight hungry for the time being. Liu Che also ordered the dead soldiers to be buried richly, rewarded to their families, and issued pensions.

Seeing that the battlefield was about to be cleaned up, Han Cheng couldn't sit still any longer, and secretly pulled Du Zhong aside, muttering, "How does Your Highness plan to deal with those prisoners?"

Du Zhong was stopped by this sentence, he was slightly taken aback, scratching his body like a monkey, he was not quiet for a moment, then he muttered a few words, but did not say why, Han Cheng looked at him and only felt that Worried, he waved his hand impatiently and drove the person away.

Du Zhong looked at him with a hippie smile: "I said, Mr. Han, you have enough worries. Your Highness has benevolence and righteousness in his heart. This battle is fought against helplessness. At most, these people are sent to do some work." , can you still kill them? What is that sentence called... Oh, worrying about nothing, it’s really idle.”

Han Cheng was so choked by him that he thought to himself, of course you haven't seen Liu Che being ruthless, and you still have kindness in your heart...I told you, can you believe it?

However, Eucommia's voice was not on par with Liu Meng's. At this time, he shouted so loudly that unless Liu Che was deaf, he would be woken up even if he fell asleep.

Han Cheng scratched his head embarrassingly, and when he noticed Liu Che's gaze swept over, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and lowered his head involuntarily.

"I am also a man of the people. I am treated by military doctors. If you want to return to your hometown, you will be given travel expenses. If you are willing to stay, it will be compiled and included."

When Liu Che said this, not only Han Cheng and the two generals were stunned, but even the wounded soldiers who were lying half dead around them were also stunned, and they all looked over in disbelief.

Liu Che glanced at them, and those eyes that were either probing or resentful couldn't help but look back. He snorted faintly: "Gu said a long time ago that this war is only to protect the safety of the family and the country, and Gu has no intention of provoking a war. I don't even want to kill, Zhou Yafu has been defeated, you are just victims, I have no intention of embarrassing you."

Han Cheng was overwhelmed by Liu Che's cold and blatant aura, and wanted to throw himself into the ground, but there were always people who didn't buy it.

"You are sophistry! Obviously you started the war first, not to mention we have lost so many people! Now you are hypocritical, bah, do you think we will believe you?!"

That man had one arm cut off, and he was staring at Liu Che fiercely with blood all over his body, and someone was supporting him.

Even so, it was still crumbling, and although the words were full of resentment, they still sounded very weak.

The admiration for Liu Che in Du Zhong's heart is like a torrent of water, endless, how can he tolerate others' slander at this time.

Immediately, he jumped out with a face full of hostility, and rushed over fiercely, his fist was almost hitting the opponent's face, but a hand stretched out from the slanting stab, and firmly held his fist.

Du Zhong glared at him sideways, then retracted embarrassingly, and said, "Your Highness..."

Liu Che slowly pushed back his fist, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, his eyes still fell on the person who spoke in Nanjun calmly, he nodded slightly, he recognized this person, Zhang Qian ...

Du Zhong only thought that he was going to go out in person, feel ashamed of what this man said, and cried, the anger in his heart suddenly subsided, and he planned to watch the play with great interest, but to his surprise, Liu Che only said two words.

"what ever……"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and lightly clenched his fist, and said loudly: "Retreat..."

Han Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, but felt inexplicably that these southern soldiers really didn't know what to do. Anyway, it was unexpected that Liu Che was willing to cure them and let them go.

After all, it was Zhou Yafu who besieged Jiaodong first. If they didn't start a war, would they be besieged to death?

It's just that he just put his words in his heart and thought about it, but Du Zhong yelled out loudly, the content was exactly what Han Cheng thought, and at the end he gave him a big white eye and a demonstration with his fist.

Fearing that he would get angry and beat him up, Han Cheng hurriedly pulled him away: "Has the Zuo army assembled yet? Don't go to count the roster yet. Your Highness doesn't like to procrastinate. Hurry up and report the roster. After verification, we will deal with the follow-up."

When it came to official business, Du Zhong could only restrain his temper and leave cursing, but his unintentional words made the Southern Army collectively silent.

Their compatriots were lying silently on the battlefield beside them, and these murderers were also innocent, so who was wrong?

Most of the [-] Southern Army returned to Suichuan with the Jiaodong Army. Not to mention anything else, they now have no food, no backup, no military doctors, and if they don’t follow the Jiaodong Army, they will only die.

However, Zhang Qian, who took the lead in mocking Liu Che, did not follow him. He led a small group of people and stood on the ruins of the Southern Army camp, watching their backs from a distance. His body was crumbling, but he was as lonely as a mountain.

Du Zhong looked back at him frequently, his mouth was still dirty, but his eyes were not vicious, Han Cheng couldn't help giving him a kidnapper: "Can you fucking shut up, the mouth is stuffed with feces, don't be dirty His Highness's ears!"

Du Zhong paused for a moment, thinking, your mouth is not clean, but thinking that this person is the queen's face, and Liu Che is famous for loving Han Yan, so he was afraid that he would be put on little shoes. She shut her mouth embarrassingly.

Han Cheng didn't let him go, and after scolding him, he came up again, muttering, "Do you think that man is a man?"

Du Zhong looked at him vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

Han Cheng put his arms around his shoulders and said with a smile: "What can I do? Just now His Highness ordered that these people have nothing and can't go very far. If you send someone under your hand to watch, they really can't survive. How much?" Give some help, you can't just watch them die."

Du Zhong hesitated: "Did His Highness really order it?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask! If it weren't for my people to be in Jiaodong, it wouldn't be your turn to do what His Highness ordered!"

When Du Zhong thought about it, it was true that Han Cheng served as the governor of Jiaodong Mansion, so he happened to be understaffed this time, so he was transferred to make up for it. many.

"Look, well, it is definitely necessary to fool people over."

After Du Zhong thought it through, his face brightened instantly, he punched Han Cheng with a smile, turned his horse's head and left.

Han Cheng rubbed his chest, bared his teeth, looked back helplessly, and didn't know who this Zhang Qian was, and Liu Che rarely cared about others.

Just now, I was too concerned about the words that shocked Liu Che, and I didn't bother to go to see what that person looked like. Could it be that Liu Che favored him?

Han Cheng made up a vat of blood in his own brain, and when he was passed on by Liu Che, he was still a little dazed, and he didn't restrain himself in a daze, looking at Liu Che as if he was looking at another heartbroken man.

Liu Che frowned and endured it for a while, the clinker Han Cheng didn't realize his impatience at all, and his expression was still very uneducated.

Liu Che slapped the table down, Han Cheng suddenly jumped up in fright, shook his head and looked left and right, and suddenly felt a chill in his body, he couldn't help shaking his arms, and looked around, Immediately startled by Liu Che's cold expression, he asked inexplicably, "Your Highness?"

Liu Che didn't want to argue with him, and pointed to an empty shop not far away, where business should have been going on just now.

It's just that I was shocked by the mighty army. The owner of the shop is hiding in the shop and looking out through the window.

Han Cheng glanced at his fingers, a little puzzled, and couldn't help blinking twice, his face full of bewilderment.

"Go and buy two hundred flower cakes."

Han Cheng said "Oh", turned his horse's head and walked towards the shop, muttering on the way, his mind was full of people like Liu Che, who would like to eat sweets. I don't know why, but it sounded incredible.

Han Cheng walked all the way, scratching his head all the way, pulling his hair into a mess, and he couldn't see anyone, so he just put on his helmet.

He knocked on the window, and the person inside screamed first, and then asked in a trembling voice: "Master, what do you do?"

Han Cheng was amused by him, and laughed: "What can I do? I want Baihua Cake, two servings."

The owner of the store didn't speak, and after a while, he slowly opened the window, handed out the wrapped pastries, and closed the window without asking for money.

Han Cheng had no choice but to knock again: "I haven't paid yet."

"Send it, give it to Jun Ye to eat."

Han Cheng frowned: "This is impossible, Your Highness has a strict army, if I take this for nothing, I will be beaten later."

The owner of the shop seemed to be judging whether what he said was true or not, and opened the door after a cup of tea. He looked at Han Cheng tremblingly, and said very seriously: "Twenty dollars..."

Han Cheng happily paid the bill, and saw through the window that there were other pastries inside, which looked good, so he took out the money again, pointed to one of them and said, "Give me some more of this one."

The owner of the shop was in a hurry to get the pastries. Han Cheng felt more and more strange as he looked at it, and couldn't help asking: "Why are you still so afraid of your own army?"

The owner of the store raised his head to look at him in panic, his hands trembled, and the almost wrapped pastry fell to the ground.