"Let them run for a while?"

Lin Zhen suddenly stopped. What routine does this general want to make?

However, he still said: "The Yan army was obviously scared and had no desire to fight. They were all scared. It was the most suitable to pursue now!"

"It's because of this that I don't chase you!"

Wang Kang said lightly: "The power that people can burst out under fear is also great. They are now thinking about escaping at the fastest speed, so it will be very difficult for us to pursue."

"Although they killed a lot of Yan troops, their troops are still very strong. Don't forget that there are still 50,000 troops in the rear, and there are more than 100,000 people left after they escaped, so let them run away."

"Or that letting them struggle in fear is the biggest waste, to waste their physical strength and their spirit."

Wang Kang said, "It is obvious that Murong Zhao will no longer walk on the Dongshe Plain. He can only detour from Lishui County. We can pass directly from here, and the distance can be reduced a lot."

"That's right."

Lin Zhen looked at the sky and said worriedly: "But the snow is getting heavier and heavier, and it will soon accumulate thicker and the ground is wet and slippery, which is not conducive to marching, and our speed will be very slow."

"It doesn't matter."

Wang Kang said lightly: "I have a way to do this."

"Understood."

Lin Zhen didn't say much. Since the general said there was a way, there must be a way.

For so long.

The entire Pingxi Army had a blind belief in Wang Kang...

The snowflakes like goose feathers fell, and the earth was covered with silver, which was beautiful, but it was difficult to cover up the tragic scene in the huge pit.

There are still people who are not dead and still screaming in pain.

The snowflakes fell in and melted in an instant, slowly accumulating, and it began to appear muddy inside. At the same time, the temperature dropped sharply at this moment...

"General, what should I do there?"

Someone asked in a low voice.

It is indeed difficult to deal with on such a large battlefield or in such a situation.

Fortunately, it is winter, and if it is hot in summer, it is even more difficult to deal with.

"Tomorrow."

Wang Kang said, "After tonight, I will backfilling all this here tomorrow."

"yes!"

All the generals understood that this was the best way to deal with it now. The weather was cold, and after tonight, all the Yan soldiers inside should have died.

Will be directly backfilled and buried tomorrow...

A big battle that I thought ended at a very fast pace.

Dongshe Plain once again became the defeated place of Yan State!

If the previous battle with Che Zhou was a change in the victory or defeat of the entire battlefield, then this time it was the last straw that overwhelmed Murong Zhao!

The situation has been completely reversed.

The identities of the invader and the invader have been exchanged.

But obviously it's not over yet.

Since you have done it, just do it to the end!

Wang Kang was already prepared, and this was his previous plan. As an invader, Yan State should have this enlightenment!

They were beaten to pieces and beat them to pieces, so that they could not turn over!

Being kind to the enemy means being cruel to oneself. For such a long time, did Wang Kang still understand this truth?

This was also due to his return, otherwise the Yan State would have been able to capture the Xishan Province.

By then, how many people will suffer from misery? I can't imagine.

Wang Kang wanted Murong Zhao, even the entire Yan State, torture under his fear...

Thoughts flashed.

Wang Kang looked at the snow getting heavier and he shrugged and said, "It's nothing, let's go back."

This sound made everyone look at each other.

It seems that there was no direct confrontation in this battle, but it was all spent on the early arrangements and took a lot of energy...

"General."

At this time, Lin Zhen said, "After this battle, you probably need another title."

“What’s the name?”

"Kill God!"

All the generals said in unison.

"I often say that if I have too many skills, I don't suppress my body. If I have too many names, I don't suppress my voice."

Wang Kang said, "What a prodigal son, a playboy, a white-Ding official, a commander of Shuguang, it's okay to have another god of killing."

"Kill the gods, kill the gods!"

Wang Kang was so bachelor that everyone laughed.

The current resident is a city in Shangshui County, called Nhacheng.

It is also very close to the Dongshe Plain.

When I returned to the city, I saw some children playing on the street.

Make snowmen and play snowball fights.

There were sounds of joy.

The war has passed, and the lives of the people in the city have gradually returned to normal, and have gradually emerged from the days when they were occupied.

Such laughter and joy.

Isn’t it what he has always been pursuing?

"The General is back."

"The General is back."

Seeing Wang Kang leading people into the city, some children screamed when they saw it.

Now the entire county town knows him from adults to children.

He is also regarded as the savior and has a very high prestige here. It is precisely for this reason that he can collect a large amount of labor and complete so many arrangements.

Seeing this scene, he was in a very good mood and returned to his residence with a smile.

Wang Kang's residence in Nhacheng is in the city lord's mansion, and the family and civilians are also here.

"General."

"General."

When they approached the mansion, everyone they saw bowed and greeted. Some of them were officials from Nhacheng, but they did not disturb them.

For so long, they all knew that the first thing the general did after a war was to see the general's wife.

The general's wife, naturally, is Li Qingman.

I live in a unique courtyard behind the city lord's mansion.

After entering the courtyard, Wang Kang saw at a glance that there were several pretty shadows admiring the snow in the courtyard.

They are all women, and they are all very beautiful women, and they all come from different places.

The saint of the Supreme Sect, Xie Wanying.

Shen Yuanchong's daughter, Shen Fei.

Li Qingman's senior sister, Yun Yan.

There is also the new prairie prophet, Anani.

The four women each have their own characteristics, either enchanting, beautiful, wild, or quiet.

But the atmosphere was very strange, and they did their own things and ignored each other.

Xie Wanying stretched out her slender hand and continued the falling snowflakes, watching the snowflakes melt into water, flowing away from her fingertips, and then continued, having fun.

Yun Yan hugged her arms with both hands and looked at Xie Wanying with disdain, as if she was mocking her childishness.

Wang Kang really admired her very much. In such cold weather, Yun Yan was actually wearing similar clothes before.

Long boots and leather armor, with wheat-colored skin, full of exotic style.

Especially the little pitiful wallet, Wang Kang really doubted whether it would suddenly explode.
To be continued...