"My lord, please take care of your health, mourning and obedience. It is an honor for my great Zhou general to die in battle. Guo Ming died well, worthy of himself and my great Zhou."
Li Ke stepped forward to comfort Zhou Heng.
"General Li is right, Guo Ming deserved his death!"
Feng Zheng said that this is the greatest honor for a general.
Zhou Heng was helped up by Li Ke.
"Take Guo Ming's body back to Luliang City, and let the Duke bury Guo Ming generously." Zhou Heng said to Ma Bo.
Take away Guo Ming's body.
Zhou Heng still had grief and anger on his face.
The army left Huwan and found a buffer place to set up camp. The terrain was higher and they could see the surrounding situation at a glance, so they didn't need to worry about the surprise attack of the Northern Wei army.
"My lord, eat as much as you want!"
Li Ke stepped forward to persuade Zhou Heng.
At this time, everyone was eating, but Zhou Heng hadn't eaten all the rice grains. If so, he would be exhausted sooner or later.
Guo Ming died, and they were also very sad, but now is not the time to be sad, the army of the Northern Wei Dynasty is eyeing them, and there are dangers everywhere, and no one knows what will happen next.
So they can only bury their sadness in their hearts.
"Yes, my lord, you should eat some!" Feng Zheng said.
This is the case with marching and fighting, and life and death are commonplace for them.
Everyone looked at Zhou Heng, maybe this was the first time Zhou Heng saw the main general being killed, so he was so sad.
"Why!"
Zhou Heng sighed.
He picked up the wine in front of him and drank it down.
Zhou Heng looked at everyone, and everyone looked at Zhou Heng, the surrounding mountain wind howled, the leaves rustled, the sky was bright and the moon was shining, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.
Campfires lit up around the camp, illuminating the surroundings.
The soldiers cheered endlessly as they tossed and changed cups. It seemed that today¡¯s events had been forgotten at this time, and only I could not get out of my sadness.
Zhou Heng directly picked up the wine jar in front of him and drank wildly.
Li Ke wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Feng Zheng.
Zhou Heng put down the wine jar and got up slowly.
"Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, immediately call, Lord Mo Xiao is drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times!"
Zhou Heng felt that he finally understood the meaning of this poem.
How many people fought back in ancient times?
How many people come back?
Zhou Heng shook his head slowly, showing a wry smile, "You generals, have a drink with me. I hope you generals will fight the enemy bravely and make great achievements!"
Zhou Heng said.
"Thank you, my lord!"
Everyone immediately got up and drank the wine in the bowl together.
"I'm overwhelmed with alcohol, everyone, drink slowly, I'm leaving first!" Putting down the wine bowl in his hand, Zhou Heng waved his hands and turned to leave, signaling that no one should persuade him.
Zhou Heng left.
Everyone glanced at each other.
"It seems that Guo Ming's death has hit the prince hard." Kou Jin said, he had never seen Zhou Heng so sad.
"Yes, the prince was very cheerful before."
"No way, this is growth, I hope the prince can figure out this truth himself."
Li Ke said that some things can't be understood by others just because they say it, but they still need others to understand and let go of it.
In this matter, there is only a little that they can help Zhou Heng, and Zhou Heng needs to figure out other things by himself.
"The poem just now was good."
Feng Zheng said.
The poem really expressed their deep feelings, causing a ripple.
"Drunk lying on the battlefield, Jun Moxiao, how many people have fought in ancient times!"
"Good poetry!"
Everyone drank.
Zhou Heng returned to the tent.
Zhou Heng touched his cheek lightly, and found that he was crying, his heart was cramping, and he was extremely sad.
A man does not flick his tears easily.
But I actually shed tears, it seems that I haven't reached home yet in my cultivation
Northern Wei Dynasty.
Compared with Zhou Heng losing Guo Ming, Gao Zhan lost more.
Defeated.
This time it was really a defeat. In the Battle of the Tiger Bowl, the army of the Northern Wei Dynasty lost one-third. Gao Zhan was surprised by such a painful price.
He always thought that the battle situation was in the hands of their Northern Wei Dynasty, but he didn't expect that the battle situation had always been in the hands of Zhou Jun.
He couldn't figure out why.
Did you say that you underestimated the enemy?
Gao Zhan began to recall, from the time Zhou Jun left Luliang City to now, Gao Zhan could not see any traces.
Obviously they had the upper hand, they were chasing the Zhou army, but suddenly the battle situation became very unfavorable to them, and the victory disappeared in an instant.
Everything dissipated cleanly.
"Please Marshal punish the crime!"
Di Rong came to Gao Zhan with the thorns on his back. He didn't expect such a heavy loss this time because of his own reasons. If he hadn't made a mistake in his judgment and fell into the trap of the Zhou army, the army of the Northern Wei Dynasty would not have suffered such a heavy loss. .
"You are too impulsive!"
Gao Zhan said.
"Report!"
"explain!"
"Report to Marshal, found it!"
"Where?" Gao Zhan asked, Shi Taisui was killed, Gao Zhan already knew, but there is still a doubt, that is, Hao Yaoqi and half of the Huben army disappeared without a trace, it feels like the world has evaporated .
Calculated according to the time, it should have come back by this time.
Moreover, Gao Zhan knew one thing from Di Rong's mouth, that is, Hao Yaoqi did not catch Zhou Heng. If so, what is Hao Yaoqi doing?
Gao Zhan immediately sent someone to look for Hao Yaoqi and Huben Army.
"They are crouching!"
"Crouching Tiger's Mouth?" Gao Zhan narrowed his eyes, "Then why didn't you come back? Why didn't you support Di Rong?"
Gao Zhan asked, if Hao Yaoqi and Huben Army were in the position of Crouching Tiger's mouth at that time, and the battle broke out in Huwan, Hao Yaoqi and Huben Army should have supported Di Rong, how could they turn a blind eye?
"Marshal."
The soldier in front of Gao Zhan hesitated to speak, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't say it.
"explain."
Gao Zhan said eagerly, looking at the soldiers in front of him, maybe something happened, but it shouldn't be, his Huben army is the number one combat force in the Northern Wei Dynasty, how could something happen.
"Reporting to Marshal, Hao Jianjun and Huben's army were wiped out at Crouching Tiger's Pass."
said the soldier.
After hearing the words of the soldiers in front of them, Gao Zhan and Di Rong were stunned, and there was no voice for a moment. They looked at the soldiers in front of them, motionless, as if they had frozen, and time had stopped at this time.
The anger in the camp lasted for a few seconds.
"This is impossible."
Gao Zhan didn't believe what the people in front of him said, how could the whole army be wiped out, even if the Zhou army was strong, it was impossible to wipe out the whole Huben army.
"Are you reading it wrong?"
Di Rong said that he did not believe that this would be the case.
"It's absolutely true. We can see clearly that the mouth of the crouching tiger is blocked by a stone. When we entered from above the stone, we saw corpses in the mouth of the crouching tiger."
The soldier replied.
"This?" Gao Zhan slumped on the chair directly, Gao Zhan's face became serious, at this moment Gao Zhan felt the sky was falling.
How could he not believe that the Huben army he was so proud of was destroyed by the Zhou army, he really didn't believe it.
Seeing Gao Zhan's solemn expression, Di Rong immediately stepped forward, "Marshal, are you alright?" Di Rong asked worriedly.