The Yan people cried and fled in scattered.

The blood-colored traces pulled out of the chariot have formed many interesting patterns on the earth. If you stand in the sky and look down, you will definitely find the exquisiteness. Look, the flesh and blood have turned the earth into thick makeup, and no place can see the original loess. The bodies of the Zhao people and the Yan people covered all the vacant voids, leaving no gaps. On the traces chiseled out by the chariots, blood gathered and formed streams.

The world is stained with blood.

After killing Li Fu, Zhao Kuo noticed his strangeness. He blinked his eyes and found that everything he saw was blood-red, as if he added a blood-colored filter in front of his eyes. He could not hear the exclamation of the soldiers around him, nor could he hear the roar of the war drums. He could only hear his heartbeat, and it was like his heart was moving to his ears. The beating sound seemed to be coming from his ears, not from his chest.

He breathed slowly, but his chest made a messy sound like a broken bellows.

"General! General!" A meat ball rolled down from the carriage and quickly helped Zhao Kuo who was half kneeling on the ground. Dong Chengzi looked at Zhao Kuo excitedly. He was really speechless. If someone told him before today that if a few thousand Zhao people could defeat the 100,000 Yan people, he would definitely spit on the man's face. But today, the young general in front of him, who was covered in wounds and his whole body was stained with blood, really created this miracle.

If Dong Chengzi had only admired Zhao Kuo, then now he would be like Sima Shang. He would be crazy about killing generals and robbing the flag. How many generals in the world can do this? The most brave general in Zhao State is Ma Fuzi! No, the most brave general in the world is Ma Fuzi!!

Zhao Kuo was not feeling well, and his whole body was constantly hurting, but he knew that the war was not over and he could not rest yet. He gritted his teeth and shook his head to wake him up. He grabbed Dong Chengzi beside him and looked around him. There were old soldiers from Zhao State around him. They and they had no energy to pursue the Yan people. They stood quietly around Zhao Kuo, gasping for breath.

"Please take people to capture the generals of Yan State and do their best to capture the generals. The soldiers don't have to pay attention!" Zhao Kuo held Dong Chengzi's hand tightly. His eyes widened, looking particularly scary. Dong Chengzi couldn't help but tremble and nodded and left quickly. No one was supporting him, and Zhao Kuo couldn't stand up and could only sit down again. Now that the only ones who still have physical strength are the only old and weak people brought out by Dong Chengzi.

Dong Chengzi ordered to his subordinates: "Catch those who are wearing armor."

After the death of the commander, the Yan people no longer had the courage to fight. The knights of the Yan people's army had the fastest escape speed. They rode on horses and fled towards Song Zicheng. The Zhao people could not catch them at all. Then the Yan people's chariot troops were not as fast as the horses, because they needed more space to move, not to mention that there were many people on the chariot and could not be unified, so some stayed, some fled, and some fought with the Zhao people.

Although the Zhao people could not catch up with the chariots that fled quickly, those chariots that remained in place became the best targets of the Zhao people. After the chariots were stuck in place, they no longer had a huge advantage over the infantry. The drivers could only watch the Zhao people boarded the chariot and pressed their spears against their necks.

The Yan people in other tribes fled in panic, some heading towards the dense forest, some heading towards Yan State, and some even heading towards Handan. Dong Chengzi and his people were crazily chasing the generals of Yan State. The generals of Yan State were wearing helmets and well-equipped, but the soldiers did not have this treatment, so they could easily identify their identities.

Although these soldiers seemed to be afraid of the Zhao people, they did not have a mental breakdown. After being caught up with the Zhao people, they immediately surrendered and would not kneel down and beg for mercy like ordinary soldiers.

Of course, there are also people who would rather die than surrender and fight the Zhao people to death, but not many of them were like this. After capturing several chariots, Zhao Fu was exhausted. He slowly sat next to Zhao Kuo, sighed, and hurriedly treated the wound for Zhao Kuo beside him. Zhao Fu had been helping Zhao Kuo to deal with the wound for all the time. Zhao Fu's initial technique was a little unfamiliar, but now he was becoming more and more skillful. He used cloth to tightly wrap around Zhao Kuo's still bleeding arms, wrapped several layers inside and outside, and finally tied it up.

Ge sat not far away, looking at his broken chariot, and was silent for a long time. He had used this chariot for more than ten years. Looking at its body, Ge sighed sadly, stood up, walked to Zhao Kuo's side, and sat down again, sighed, "I don't know if it can be repaired this time."

The war gradually became clear, and these Yan people ran very fast, and even more so by the generals. After all, they had chariots and could also snatch the soldiers' horses. Only the most unlucky Yan generals were captured by the Zhao people.

He defeated nearly 100,000 enemies, and in the end, not counting the wounded soldiers who were lying on the ground and humming, the Zhao people were not even captives. This was mainly because Zhao Kuo's old soldiers were too injured and lacked physical strength, so it was impossible to pursue them again. The old and weak led by Dong Chengzi could not escape the strong Yan soldiers. The battlefield gradually became empty, and some small-scale fights were over. Zhao Kuo just sat on the ground in a daze, looking dazed, and let Zhao Fu fiddled with them like a puppet and bandaged the wound.

His expression was dull and did not reveal the joy of victory. War was never a happy thing. Even if he defeated the invading enemy, the remains of his dead colleague would wipe away the smile on his face.

"General, we have captured the twelve generals of Yan State, two of which are the subordinates! There are seven commanders!" Dong Chengzi came to Zhao Kuo happily. He grinned and couldn't hide the smile on his face. He never dreamed that he could still capture the subordinates of Yan State! When Zhao Kuo, who was originally a little dazed, heard it, trembled suddenly and woke up. He held the ground with both hands and struggled to stand up. However, after trying it several times, he could not get up. Instead, he almost fell down.

Zhao Kuo was so tired that he couldn't exert any energy. Seeing him like this, Dong Chengzi hurriedly said, "Don't get up. Please give me any instructions if you have anything to do, I will definitely finish it."

Zhao Kuo looked at his shaking hands and gave up the idea of ​​getting up. He looked at Dong Chengzi and said seriously: "Please quickly rescue the surviving soldiers on the battlefield and buy medicinal materials from the people of Bai Ren in my name. No matter how much money, I will give them. In addition, if there are people in the city who understand medical skills, please be sure to help me, and I can give them compensation..."

Looking at Zhao Kuo's anxious appearance, the smile on Dong Chengzi's face gradually disappeared. He nodded cautiously, then stood up and shouted: "Is there any hidden medicinal materials in Ersanzi? Take it out to save our warriors! Someone who understands medical skills!! Save people with me quickly!"

"We know where the medicinal materials are available, so let's dig it now!"

"Hurry, hurry, he's still alive!"

Zhao Kuo looked at the busy people, then looked at Zhao Fu who was still bandaging him, and ordered: "Please send someone to Handan quickly to report the results of the battle. Please send knights to come as fast as possible. When the Yan people did not gather again, help me drive them out of Zhao State completely! In addition, please send someone to inform the Yunzhong Knights outside Wusui City, so that they can protect the cities along the way to prevent the defeated soldiers of Yan State from killing the people."

"Yi!", Mao Zhao immediately took the order, stood up, and limped away.

Ge looked at the cloth on Zhao Kuo with some distress, shook his head and said, "Shaojun, you are a truly benevolent person. In order to cultivate Zhao Fu's medical skills, you will lead by example and create so many opportunities for him to bandage your wounds. Good things. You see, his medical skills are progressing so quickly, thanks to you."

"You saw that my chariot was too worn. In order to change one for me, I forced me to rush into the pile of chariots. OK, you see, I can finally change another chariot now..."

"I'm not..."

"Oh? Then you think I'm too old and want to change your own controller? Why bother? Isn't it enough for you to speak up like this? Why bother with your own life?"

Zhao Kuo couldn't help laughing as he heard this familiar sarcasm.

"Hahaha, I will never do this again, please stop scolding."

This is the only time Zhao Kuo laughed during these sad days.
Chapter completed!