At this time, the Xianbei army had already lost its fighting spirit. After a night of fighting, they completely woke up. Only now did they realize that they were facing a sleeping lion. They were like jackals, and they could only escape without fear except trembling.

At this time, all the Xianbei soldiers were thinking that half of their troops would be destroyed in one fortress. If they really entered the Han area, wouldn’t they be swallowed up to the point of not even leaving their bones? The morale of the Xianbei soldiers was already drained. Now, retreating is the best choice. They had the power to fight, but Pan Feng’s 10,000 cavalry arrived, but it became the last straw that broke the camel’s back. Looking at the outfits of the group of soldiers who were guarding the pass before, the Xianbei soldiers had no fighting spirit.

"Retreat, retreat!"

Seeing that he could not fight again, Tuoba Yuanye yelled loudly around him.

More than 100,000 Xianbei troops hurriedly retreated from Jilusai and fled to Yingpan.

"General Pan, you are finally here!"

Che Zhou looked at Pan Feng who had been rushing to the front of him, and the perseverance that had been persisting in his heart finally dissipated. Then he laughed and fainted.

"How could this be? How could this be?"

Pan Feng murmured with disbelief in looking at the piles of corpses and the broken Chicken Lusai.

What kind of battle did it take to make this scene? The sticky blood on the ground almost made Pan Feng's cavalry slide. The Yang family's horse stopped from afar and lay on the ground in fear. The last dozens of feet of distance were all arrived on foot by Pan Feng's cavalry, and everyone was stunned by the tragic scene of Jilus.

Some newly recruited soldiers fell to the ground and lie on the side and vomited continuously.

"General, there are too many corpses, and I'm afraid there are tens of thousands. It's hard for us to repair the chickens and deer before the Xianbei Army launches the next attack."

At this time, a general walked to Pan Feng with a heavy expression and said.

"General Pan, hundreds of thousands of people are gathering here outside the pass!"

A military Sima ran in from outside the pass and said.

"Old man, what are you here?"

A moment later, the people stopped and waited more than ten feet away from Jilushi. The people were holding farm tools or food. Several white-haired old men walked slowly to Jilushi. Pan Feng was very confused and asked immediately.

"This general, the old man is the old man in Lijia Village not far from Jilusai. These are the people in the nearby villages. Last night, the sound of killing Jilusai was shocked and the fire was dazzling. The old man hurriedly called the juniors in the village to check the truth. Then we realized that it was the prairie barbarians who came to rob and were forcing Jilusai. Today, the old man summoned the people nearby to guard the pass for the general!"

An old man gave a gift to Pan Feng first, and then said Kuankui.

"Thank you for your hard work, old man!"

Pan Feng was moved, and then clasped his fists and said.

"The war is over? I won? Where is the lieutenant and the others? After fighting for a night, I must be thirsty and tired. Just so, I took out all the wine I had collected at home so that the soldiers could drink enough."

The old man surnamed Li then stretched his neck and looked into the fortress. It would be fine if he didn't look at it. After seeing this, he had lived for most of his life and had never seen such a scene. There were ruins everywhere and broken bodies everywhere. The old man surnamed Li suddenly felt like a thorn in his throat, and then asked sadly: "Where is the people? Where is the lieutenant Che and the others?"

"It's there!"

Pan Feng then pointed at a figure on a stretcher not far away and replied softly.

"There are only a few of them left? Tens of thousands of people!"

The old man surnamed Li looked at Che Zhou who was seriously injured and unconscious and the more than ten blood-stained soldiers beside him, and then exclaimed incredible surprise.

There are many new recruits in Chezhou's army in Jilusai, and most of these new recruits are children of Shuofang people. At this time, they cannot see the familiar faces they usually have, and they know that their children have already been buried in Jilusai, and a sad aura suddenly emanates from the crowd.

"General, the Xianbei army fled in a hurry, all of them escaped from Jilusai. They gathered in the barracks outside the pass, and were thirty miles away from our army. Seeing their morale low, they screamed in the camp. I think the battle last night was also a huge casualty, and they should not attack again today."

At this time, a whistleman ran to Pan Feng to report.

"Carely watch the Xianbei Army's every move. If there is any movement, report it immediately!"

Pan Feng breathed a little relieved. This kind of fierce battle and high-intensity fighting were unbearable for the Yang family army, who had been through many battles. At least it took several days to recover. In addition to physical destruction, this was more mental destruction.

"Get orders!"

The whistle cavalry immediately took the order and left.

"This general, let the old man organize the villagers to carry the bodies and repair the walls. You still have to preserve your strength to fight."

The old man surnamed Li suddenly said to Pan Feng.

"The army is dangerous and the war is dangerous. I don't know when the Xianbei army will launch another attack. I am the responsibility of protecting the country and safeguarding the people. I will appreciate the kindness of the villagers!"

Pan Feng was quite moved. He had never encountered such a situation when he was in Jizhou before. Even though Han Fuxian was famous, he was benevolent and politically generous.

This is an indescribable force that affects the relationship between the Yang family army and the people, allowing the Yang family army to fight to the death and never retreat, and allowing the people to be grateful to the Yang family army. Yang Fan's various actions seem ridiculous and difficult to understand in the eyes of the men of those aristocratic families, but in the eyes of the people, it is a recreation of kindness and a hero of saving the world. This is the nameless power that played a role.

"We are one with the Yang family army. Without the Yang family army, we would not have a good life. Now that the Yang family army is in trouble, our villagers don't go, who will go, are you right?"

The old man surnamed Li turned around and whispered loudly to the people outside the pass.

"Yes, right, it's time for us to do our best!"

"That's right, the autumn harvest has just passed, and I'm so idle that I can go back and have a good night's sleep after I'm tired."

"Yes, let's help. Didn't Yang Bingzhou say, 'Is there a lot of people and a lot of power?'."

"Friends, follow me in and collect the body."

"We have wood in Zhangjia Village, so let's go back and bring it here!"

"We have stones, so we will go back and bring them back!"

The words of the old man surnamed Li were spread to ten, and ten to hundreds of thousands of people. In the end, hundreds of thousands of people knew about the tragic situation of the Yang family army of Jilusai. Some sentimental people had already cried into tears, and some people who were used to parting with life and death were also sighing and sighing thousands of times.

Then hundreds of thousands of people divided the labors clearly. Some people returned to the village to transport stones and wood came to repair the walls; some adult men walked into Jilusai in an organized manner to restrain the Yang family army, and the bodies of soldiers who died in the Xianbei army were killed; some women set up a pot to make fire and cook food for everyone; some children went to cut horse grass obediently to help the cavalry of the Yang family army feed the war horses; some elderly people fetched water and wiped the bodies of the Yang family soldiers who died in the battle. In their opinion, even if they died, they had to go decent.

"hiss......."

Although the people who had just entered Jilushu were mentally prepared, they still couldn't help but sucked several cold breaths when they saw this scene with their own eyes.

"Oh, what a good kid, it's gone, the villagers quickly lifted the corpse out."

The old man surnamed Li said with a sad look on his face and even more swallowed.

The joining of more than 200,000 people allowed Pan Feng to take action to prevent the Xianbei army.

The corpses of soldiers who died in the Yang family army were cremated and finally put into urns. The corpses of the Xianbei people were piled up together, burned all the fire, and then dug a hole and buried it.

After a day of sorting, Jilushe suddenly became completely renewed. Although there was a faint smell of blood in the air and the collapsed walls were still working, the scene in the morning was also gone. As night fell, Zhang Liao led a school soldiers to Jilushe. If he hadn't heard Pan Feng's explanation, if he hadn't seen the dense urns, Zhang Liao would definitely not believe that one-third of his Beida Camp's combat power would have been lost overnight.

"Oh, all the troops from Beidaying were transferred to Jilusai and sent people to Jinyang for help!"

At this time, Che Zhou had woken up. After listening to Che Zhou's report carefully, a chill immediately rose from his heart, thinking that Tuoba Yuanye was really powerful. If a person could be so stupid, it would be difficult to find an opponent. Calling it an ordinary army, Jilusai would probably have been lost long ago.

Jilusai was working day and night. After repairing it one day and one night, the wall was about several feet high at this time. The people in nearby villages demolished all the possible demolitions just to support the Yang family army in repairing Jilusai.

The people's morale was clamoring everywhere in the mountains and forests; the people's busy figures could be seen everywhere on the hills; wood, bags of grain, and stones were all covered with the hard work of the people. They had no regrets and worked hard. Finally, at dawn on the third day, the walls of Jilusai were repaired. At this point, there were 600,000 to 700,000 people who gathered in Jilusai. Every household of the people contributed their own strength, allowing Zhang Liao to see the power of the people for the first time. What a terrifying power. This power is invincible and is constantly infecting the people around him. It will definitely be passed down by young boys and ignorant children from generation to generation.

On the fourth day, Tuoba Yuanye's army finally recovered its morale. On that day, he led the army out of the barracks again and came towards Jilushu.

"How is this possible?"

Tuoba Yuanye looked at the Jilusai, which had been completely renewed. Although the wall was not as tall and thick as before, it was a solid city wall. Tuoba Yuanye was very confused. Why did Jilusai, which had already been broken, recovered from its original state in just three days? Doesn’t this situation mean that his original efforts will be wasted and everything will be started over again.

"The whole army returns to the camp!"

In desperation, Tuoba Yuanye had to withdraw his troops for the time being and make plans after he led his army to attack Wuquan County and won.

Just as Tuoba Yuanye withdrew his troops, the battle in Wuquan County, Yunzhong County was about to begin.

Taiyuan County, Jinyang City, and the prefecture.

Yang Fan stood by the pond, looked at the fish in the pond, and murmured: "In the battle of Jilusai, Beidaying suffered heavy losses. One of the three schools was killed except for a few people. The leader of the Xianbei army was Tuoba Yuanye of the Tuoba family in the northern Xianbei. Wuquan County was backed by Yinshan River and was flat. If I were him, why didn't I attack Wuquan County, but instead went to attack Jilusai?"

"There is nothing else, the two are divided!"
Chapter completed!