The quiet night did not highlight the heavy weight left after the war, but the increasingly heavy bloody lingered in the night sky, as if the souls were struggling, and seemed to mourn the departure of each soul;

The originally quiet night sky is becoming more and more gloomy. Such an atmosphere is so depressing that it makes people feel uneasy and even fear;

A cool breeze whizzed by, as if releasing the soul in the air, and as if dissipating the strong aura; everyone couldn't help but tighten their shoulders and their lips and teeth when the cool breeze blew by.

Such peace was obviously that the war had subsided. Song Jingran suppressed his inner uneasiness and tension and secretly blessed himself, hoping that the entire army would not be wiped out;

Finally, I walked through the battlefield full of corpses. The light faintly appeared not far away and came into the eyes of everyone. Although it was just a dim light, for them, it meant the dawn of everyone at this time;

At least they still have surviving people, Song Jingran couldn't wait to run towards the light of hope. This was also the military camp of Dark Night.

When Song Jingran arrived in the military camp, there were wounded everywhere, and no one even held hands outside the military camp. The wounded moaned because of physical pain, like a fine needle piercing him in his heart;

At this time, the following people arrived one after another. When they heard a commotion, the soldiers who were originally limp on the ground stood up from the ground as if they had touched lightning, and did not forget to pick up the weapons beside them.

The night seemed to have heard the movement, and walked out of the tent with a long sword in his hand. What caught his eye was Song Jingran's figure. His originally tense mood was instantly disintegrated; it was not about seeing him as a savior, but hope.

An Ye waved his hand to signal the person to retreat, and said with one knee in front of Song Jingran, "I will meet the young master."

"Get up quickly." Song Jingran stepped forward to support An Ye. At this time, there was no longer any distinction, only the concern between brothers or friends.

An Ye refused Song Jingran's support and said with a lot of blame, "The subordinates are incompetent, which has caused heavy casualties in this battle. Please ask the young master to execute his subordinates."

The An Ye understood the importance of this mission very well, and the rules of the An Ye were to report to death if they did not complete the mission they issued.

"I will remember your guilt. I need to know the details now." Song Jingran said and walked into the tent. Although the rules of the secret office will not be broken, this time is not the same. Moreover, it is a military dereliction of duty, so there is no need to follow the rules in the office, even if he makes excuses for himself.

The night sighed and entered the house. It was indeed not the time to punish the crime.

Song Jingran was in the tent with his hands behind his back, and noticed the dark night coming in, and asked coldly, "Say..."

Although King Liang's army came suddenly, his understanding of the night should not be unprepared, there must be hidden information inside.

"Return to the young master, King Liang's army should have passed by here at noon tomorrow. I didn't expect that they would go to the night and came to attack the enemy when our army was unprepared. Our army was unable to deal with it for a while, so we could only fight against it. Unexpectedly, the enemy's troops were far more than one part of our predictions, and our army was unable to resist for a while, and nearly half of the casualties were all dereliction of duty. I hope the young master would relieve the soldiers of the crimes, and the subordinates would be willing to bear it alone." An Ye knelt down again to apologize.

Song Jingran was unclear why the opponent suddenly attacked and marched at night. Could it be that they leaked some news or that King Liang sent another messenger? So does it mean that the battle situation in the city is beneficial to his side, or is there other things...

There were too many questions, but no one could help him one by one! A sigh in my heart, and suddenly a kind of fatigue surged into my heart. This was a kind of boredom that I had never experienced before, but I couldn't find the reason for boredom, or there were too many reasons that were difficult to distinguish for a while;

Song Jingran turned around and found that An Ye was still kneeling. He said coldly, "Get up first."

The An Ye nodded his head and then stood up, subconsciously glanced at Song Jingran. He rarely saw him with such a solemn expression. Is this time really as their mission and life as a mission?

"Can we know how many soldiers and horses the other party has?"

"When the young master, the opponent will have no less than 50,000 infantry and nearly 10,000 cavalry. After this battle, the damage was severe. However, their cavalry are all elite and their main force."

Song Jingran glanced at Dark Ye and saw that he had never stretched his eyebrows. He thought he was very injured. It was a miracle that he could resist several times more troops than him with less than 20,000 troops and still have residual soldiers. It was a miracle that he could have been lucky enough to save them.

Because no matter how strong the army is, it will never choose to fight at night; just like a brave eagle, it will not easily attack a snake, because it does not know whether the snake is toxic.

There was a noise outside the tent. Song Jingran knew that Shadow should have led the army to arrive. "You heal your wounds first, and leave the Shadow to do the outside."

Song Jingran said, then walked out. There were too many things in their current situation. If he was not wrong, the enemy would come to wipe out the army of the night at dawn tomorrow.

After Song Jingran left, Dark Night finally lost his energy and held it on the table with one hand and covered his chest with the other hand. It should be the injury. Fortunately, he felt relieved when reinforcements arrived.

Song Jingran, Shadow and others settled the army and ordered people to take care of the injured people. After midnight, they took Shadow and a small team of people and quietly left the barracks.

The sky gradually dawned, and the light green sky was inlaid with a few remaining stars, and the earth was hazy, as if covered with a silver-gray veil;

After Song Jingran brought his men back to the barracks, soldiers were occasionally present in the barracks. Some of the soldiers passing by were confused, while others seemed to be sleepy and did not care about this situation;

The night had a lighter sleep. After hearing the commotion, he hurried out of the tent. Seeing that it was Song Jingran and the Shadow, he felt relieved and unclear. When he approached, he nodded and said, "Young Master."

After dismounting, Song Jingran patted the dust on his body, glanced at Danye and walked straight towards the tent, leaving only a sentence, "It's not the Fangli now, I'll call me general in the future."

The dark night was slightly stunned. She thought that although Song Jing left, she was blocked by the shadow.

Shadow shook her head and said, "Let the young master rest for a while."

Although An Ye wanted to know their whereabouts, he still nodded.

In the early morning when the rain and dew passed by, the solemn atmosphere was relieved, and the blood in the thick air gradually dissipated;

At this time, a layer of white fog in the sky covered Dianchi Lake and gradually turned into a tulle, like a magical hand, gently pushing away her veil, and clouds gathered in the sky like a market, as if soaked in blood, showing a faint redness.

As expected by Song Jingran, King Liang's army appeared on a plain thirty miles away after showing his face in Chenyang. The reason why they did not choose the mountainous areas that started yesterday was because the mountains after rain were not only slippery and difficult to walk, but also the soldiers who died in battle yesterday were somewhat hindered. Although the plains were not easy to hide, they were conducive to combat. Moreover, the surrounding mountains were connected and retreating was also a good place to hide, but they existed and had a full grasp of victory.

Song Jingran led his troops to stop within twenty miles of the enemy, and the enemy had already been waiting here; hundreds of thousands of soldiers were on the boundless plain, like a long dragon with no heads and no tails. Such a spectacular scene is unbearable to destroy.

A plain is endless, with rivers lingering and mountains intertwined; it was originally clear sky, but under the dark shadow, it instantly became dark, the atmosphere became haggard, and the breath became even more solemn. The roots of flying panes were broken, the wild grass died, the birds refused to fall, and the beasts ran away from the crowd, which made people shocked and their souls dissipated.

As the horns of all parties sounded, then there was a deafening shouting and killing. The body of a giant dragon changed its shape in an instant, like a dragon playing in the water, or like a dragon flying; the dim sky was shrouded in yellow sand and opium, and the deafening shouting was gradually covered by the rapid sound of horse hooves.

Seeing that the two generals of the army were mixed together, the soldiers with the character "Jin" raised high suddenly escaped at the fortitude, stopped the galloping horse stance, and turned back to the original path.

The people holding the word "风" were originally moving forward rapidly and were full of energy. When they saw the enemy fleeing in a hurry, they were even more like dragons and tigers. Suddenly, the people and horses fell to the ground one after another, and the horses made torn screams, and the troops also screamed in pain.

Under the thick dust smoke, it was vaguely visible that the ground was originally flat, with traps of all sizes and dense cone needles. Because the incident happened suddenly, the running army was caught off guard. Those who could stop in time survived a tragedy, while the unstoppable people could only struggle in the trap.

Under the sudden incident, King Liang's army and horses fled like a pile of sand and fled in all deserts; the general in charge broke his throat and shouted, waving the battle flag in his hand, hoping to summon the lost army.

Seeing this, Song Jingran waved his hands and the horn sounded again. The army that was originally returning was divided into two sides in an orderly manner and ran towards the enemy. The shouts of soldiers overshadowed the sound of horse hooves and even the sound of horns covered; it seemed to be venting the essence that had been immersed for a long time, and it seemed to be showing off the joy of winning in front of him.

As the two armies became one, the fighting sounded even more shocking the mountains and rivers, the rivers were collapsing, and the offensive was fierce, like thunder and lightning; in the scent of wolf smoke, it began to be replaced by pungent blood, and the brave soldiers and horses fell one after another in a pool of blood;

Life on the battlefield seems so weak, but it is so indestructible; although life will pass away in an instant, for the peace of the country, we will still stick to the blood-stained battle.

When Song Jingran witnessed the battle entering the middle stage, he led his troops to fight in person, adding a little bit of sharpness to the army that was already like a tiger coming out of the mountain; the bloody breath became more and more intense as the number of people and horses turned upside down, making people unable to help but feel depressed and nauseated;

The army fought hard, perhaps because it was used to this kind of breath, or because it was unintentionally brewing and fighting fiercely and surging. This scene was described as spectacular, but it was also miserable. It was miserable, but it was exciting.
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