The snow seemed spiritual, as if it was specifically for the Han army's raid. Until the dawn was dawn and the Han soldiers began to clean up the battlefield, the snow stopped and the wind silted.

When Li Hua and Cao took the officers to settle Wei Qing's central army tent, the horizon was slightly shining.

The colorful clouds in the east, carrying a red sun, rose slowly from the edge of the distant grassland, condensed into light, transmitting to the world, and illuminating the silver world.

Huo Qubing faintly heard the sound of the melting of ice and snow, which showed that in the late spring on the grassland, their steps had already stepped on this vast land.

"If you pass the order, all the surrendered Huns will not be killed and will be dealt with by prisoners of war." Wei Qing ordered.

While dressing up, Huo Qubing's face showed a confident smile. He believed that the spring of the third year of Yuanshuo belonged to his fourteen-year-old youth.

As soon as Wei Qing returned to the Central Army tent that was roasted with burnt cow dung, he ordered Kun Xieertu to come over without waiting for a rest.

He glanced at Wei Qing in front of him, but his head stubbornly turned to one side, with a look of disdain.

Li Hua said: "Hmph! You, the defeated general, are so arrogant? You are so young that you don't know how to advance and retreat. Why don't you kneel down when you see the general?"

Kun Xieertu smiled contemptuously and said, "What kind of hero is the sneak attack on the camp? If the two armies face off against each other, they will be able to beat the enemy with real swords and guns, who will win and lose in the end, maybe!"

Wei Qing also replied with a contemptuous sneer: "You are still the commander of the three armies. Why do you say such a mess? Don't you know that it is unexpected and a plan to attack him without preparation?

Isn’t King Xiu Tu say that our Han army can’t even pass the small Qilian Mountains? But today I will come here!"

Kun Xieertu's eyebrows moved, and he thought again, and continued, "I can't convince you if you lose this easily in your hands.

If the general has the courage, he can let me go back. We can see the formation at the next day. If we really lose, I will have nothing to say and are willing to bow down and surrender."

"Hmph! Joke, are you stupid or me stupid? Do you think there is still a chance? It's a fool!"

After Wei Qing finished speaking, he immediately made a decision and asked someone to escort Kun Xieertu.

As soon as he turned around, a guard held a plate with one hand, which was filled with grain made of wheat noodles and shredded beef. He brought in a bowl of melted snow water with the other hand and invited Wei Qing to have a meal.

Kun Xieertu stopped, with a look of confusion. Could it be that the Han army that swept across the seven Huns was supported by such coarse grains and snow?

Is this snow water clean?

They are not afraid of diseases...

He ignored the push of the soldiers and turned his eyes to Wei Qing, but this situation was not fake.

When Wei Qing swallowed the food hard, but suppressed the discomfort, and pinched a bunch of dried beef and dipped it in the water in the bowl, he came into his eyes, Kun Xieertu's heart throbbed secretly, as if he had learned something from this detail.

Suddenly, he felt a creepy feeling, a sense of failure that had nothing to do with humiliation. The Han army could not even have life. What a powerful army.

Kun Xieertu suddenly felt the darkness in front of him, and he lowered his rebellious head in depression.

In fact, the same is true for Huo Qubing at a young age, and it is no different from the soldiers.

Perhaps, it is precisely this reason that Huo Qubing, who is in the growth stage, has the root cause of the disease.

In the afternoon, Gao Bushi came from Guzang, saying that he had attacked Jin Il-jeong's camp while snowy night and defeated the enemy. Jin Il-jeong took advantage of the night and fled to the northwest direction in the chaos.

The Han army made a great effort to directly take down the Xiutu Royal Court, but Xiutu King did not hesitate and left the Jin Man of Heaven to save his life and fled to King Hunxie.

Huo Qubing was very active when he was young. When he heard this, he was overjoyed and ordered him to send the Jin people quickly and take a closer look. After that, the Jin people and Kun Xieertu were sent to Chang'an together.

On the night of the grassland, Wushan and Longshoushan in the distance were covered with black curtains.

A heavy snow added new towering and handsomeness to the glorious desert. Huo Qubing stood on the grass, and his heart was like this inch of land, surging with buds that symbolize hope.

Life is so changing rapidly and the roads are as usual. A few months ago, the narrow corridors of the south and north of the desert were still distributed with more than a dozen Hun tribes of all sizes. After a great war, the light of civilization of the Han Dynasty shone into the dome based on each ground.

After seeing off Zhao Ponu and Puduo's team, Huo Qubing looked at the thick night outside the tent and listened to the occasional cry of wolves from the valley in the distance. For a moment, he was not sleepy at all.

Everything in yesterday, in front of you, in the future seemed to be orderly, and seemed to touch his thoughts in chaos, making him obsessed with dreams.

After this battle, the Han army captured hundreds of officials at all levels such as Prince Hunxie, Prime Minister, Chief Commander, and Bi Xiaowang, beheaded more than 8,900 levels, and collected King Xiu Tu's offerings to the sky. This symbolic battle result was much beyond his expectations.

After eliminating the seven tribes, a power vacuum naturally appeared wherever the Han army passed. He needed to report to Liu Che, asking the court to consider setting up counties here as soon as possible to ensure that such a large piece of land was guarded. For example, this time, the Huns made a comeback, which was a lesson.

Life put these urgent problems in front of him, which made him feel for the first time that war is not just about overcoming difficulties, fighting and bleeding, but more importantly, the people living behind the sword and sword shadows, and the land connected with these people's bloodlines.

There was no problem with him in fighting. He was a natural expert and he was still a little awkward to deal with these complex problems.

He suddenly felt an indescribable fear. He hoped that... Liu Che could appear in front of him at this time and sit with him to discuss it.

Looking at Li Hua who was about to leave the tent, Wei Qing shouted softly: "Zhonglang!"

"Does the general have any instructions?"

"Ahem... If you're not tired, can you talk to me?"

"promise!"

...

When Wei Qing was struggling in the desert, Liu Che entered Shanglinyuan accompanied by Li Cai.

In the midsummer of the third year of Yuanshuo, Shanglin Garden added a new landscape - the training elephant from the South Vietnamese Kingdom.

They play various cute images here every day, attracting the attention of Liu Che and princes and ministers.

But just as Liu Che was observing the image, he got a news, which came very suddenly.

Han Anguo passed away...

This person who once guarded the frontier and guided the situation in the court forever left the world where he worked hard.

Liu Che was immediately lost his mood and issued three edicts to comfort Han Anguo's family and declared him the hearts of an old minister.

Fortunately, Han Anguo did not die at the border, so Liu Che quickly came to the Han Mansion for condolences.
Chapter completed!