As Mo Wen expected, Ye Xiaoyao and Baili Wind were both cavalry generals, and they could still clearly see the difference between Zhao Jun's armor at night, and the blue light sword held by Ye Xiaoyao was extremely sharp and could easily break through the armor.
And after the body of the hundred miles of wind grows, the strength also increases, and the wolftooth giant stick of one zhang long can smash the cavalry and the horse together.
Mo Wen flashed back quickly, and when he got close, the black knife returned to the sheath, and attacked the night Xiaoyao Sun Heavy Acupoint with his bare hands, although the three of them now have their own weapons, but most of the moves they use evolved from the wind capture ghost hand, although it increased its power, but it was less agile.
Ye Xiaoyao felt it, and slashed Mo Wen's chest with his sword, Mo Wen had already expected that Ye Xiaoyao would use this strategy to save Zhao from Wei to force him to withdraw, so he did not retreat when he saw this, but raised his legs off the ground with his chest and abdomen, like a flat horse, and at the same time the probe pulled off the hairpin on Ye Xiaoyao's head.
Ye Xiaoyao never thought that Mo Wen would make such a move, and when he realized that this move was a qi-lifting action that could only be made by those who had survived the Heavenly Tribulation, his bun had already spread out.
Mo Wen did not hesitate to succeed in the blow, and quickly flashed to the front of the hundred miles of wind, grabbed and threw the school officer who was about to die under the mace of the hundred miles of the wind to throw out, and turned around quickly, taking advantage of the time when the body of the hundred miles wind swung the stick to the left, from the left side of it through the back to the right side of the hundred miles of the wind, and when the hundred miles of wind collected the mace and swept back the attack, the hairpin on his head had been jumped up and pulled away.
"You dare to humiliate me" The hundred-mile wind was scattered, and it was like thunder.
Mo Wen didn't answer, his previous move was to tell the two that it was not difficult for him to kill them, and he didn't want to humiliate them.
"Let's go."
The night flashed to the front of the hundred miles of strong wind, and looked up.
"If you really have a kind, I will kill your grandfather Baili today."
The hundred-mile wind did not take care of the night, but raised the wolf's tooth giant stick to fight again.
"If I want to beat you, I have no shame to fight again."
Ye Xiaoyao let out a loud whistle after speaking.
"Don't ask, are you crazy, they're Hu people."
The hundred-mile wind roared with hatred.
"I know."
Mo Wen replied calmly, he didn't ask why the two didn't go to Jiankang to rescue that day, although he had always been worried about it in his heart.
At this time, the golden eagle that was free at night had already answered the call, and the night was free to jump on the back of the eagle and fly eastward.
"Don't think I'm going to appreciate you, I can't beat you today, stay like you to survive the catastrophe, and then come back to fight you."
The hundred-mile wind dragged the mace and strode eastward, and a Zhao cavalry wanted to sneak attack, but was smashed into a meat pie by his backhand stick.
At this time, there was no fireball lighting in the sky, and most of the Yan army's arrows had been exhausted, so Mo Wen Ling Zhi looked at Ye Xiaoyao and Baili Wind in mid-air, Ye Xiaoyao drove the golden eagle from the crowd to grab a person and fly east quickly, while Baili Wind collected a spell and snatched a black war horse, and urged the horse to go south shirtless and barebacked.
The golden eagle was holding a woman under the claws, and she was shouting to let her go at this time, Mo Wen knew in his heart who Ye Xiaoyao had taken away, but he didn't go to stop it, since the two of them retreated, this bit of face must be left for them.
At this time, the war was not over, but after the hundred miles of wind and the night retreated, the war was no longer a war, it had become a veritable killing, Mo Wen did not participate again, but slowly walked back.
"True human power, this battle should be a big victory."
Pu Xiong, who was covered in blood, rode his horse to the side of Mo Wen, turned over and dismounted, and spoke.
"I'll be in your command."
Mo Wen flashed his thoughts and dispersed the white tiger, and walked west again.
Although this battle was extremely difficult, it achieved his previous goal, not only killing the elite of the Yan army in three ways, destroying the enemy's large group of tigers and wolves, but also making the hundred miles of wind and night free to retreat, but after this battle, he was also completely bound to Zhao State.
Back at the city gate, Shi Zhen, Ma Pingchuan and a group of generals greeted each other, "Congratulations to the real person on his victory." ” "No need to be polite, the aftermath will be left to you to deal with, I am a little tired, go back to the residence first."
Mo Wenchong raised his hand to the half-kneeling crowd and walked through the city gate into the city.
"You don't seem to be happy," Shi Zhen followed.
"The victory was a bit hard, and our cavalry suffered considerable losses."
Mo Wen shook his head and said, in fact, he still had some joy of victory at this time, but the previous two-hour fight made him extremely tired, his aura was greatly damaged, and his physical strength was overdrawn.
"It's really hard for you, you say what you want, you have made great contributions in this battle, and your father will agree to whatever you want."
Shi Zhen was very excited.
"Puxiong has meritorious service in commanding the army, and he has been promoted to the rank of General Longxiang."
Mo Wen thought for a while and said, Puxiong was heroic in the previous battle, advancing and retreating, but these are not the main reasons for the promotion, the main reason is that Puxiong shot the arrow when he fought with the Baili Wind, although that arrow could not hurt the Baili Wind, but it could be seen that Puxiong's protector was loyal.
"This is a small matter, I want to write to my father and the emperor to tear the earth and seal the king for you, please ask this black, yellow and white Yong four counties to be good" Shi Zhen looked at Mo Wen with a smile on his face, Mo Wen won a big victory when he first arrived at the front, and annihilated the elite of the Yan State in a battle, if the battle report was transmitted back to Zhao State, it would definitely shock the government and the opposition.
"Excuse me."
Mo Wen shook his head and said.
"The period of reduction has been extended to ten years, but it's good" Shi Zhen wanted to give Mo Wen a reward.
"No, you don't."
Mo Wen shook his head again.
"Why" Shi Zhen asked suspiciously, she originally thought that Mo Wen would never refuse this reward for the benefit of the Han people.
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Mo Wen did not answer Shi Zhen's question, the reason was that he did not want to have a deeper intersection with Zhao Guo, and there was another unspeakable reason, that is, although he was willing to seek benefits for the world, he did not want to live for others all his life, and he also had his own things to do.
Shi Zhen saw that Mo Wen didn't want to say more, so he stopped bothering him, and accompanied him back to the county mansion and returned to the east gate, and Mo Wen went back to the room alone.
Back in the house, Mo Wen did not light the lamp and candle, but sat in the chair and took a long breath.
In the early morning, a maid from the county government brought breakfast, and Mo asked if he had no intention of eating, so he ordered him to bring the wine jar, drink and sit cross-legged, and catalyze the pill to replenish the depleted aura in the body.
In the morning, Shi Zhen and several generals returned to the county capital.
"Zhenren, our army won a complete victory, killing 23,000 enemies, killing tigers and wolves, and winning 3,000 war horses."
Pu Xiong rushed to report it, but in fact, the battle had ended as early as the morning, and he had been busy counting the results of the battle in the morning, chasing the scattered war horses.
"How many casualties are there in our army," Mo Wen glanced up at Pu Xiong.
"Not more than three thousand."
Pu Xiong replied.
"You have a lot of hard work, go down and rest."
Mo Wen nodded when he heard this, such casualties were expected by him.
Everyone didn't know Mo Qian's temperament, but after seeing his big victory, his mood was not high, and they were all puzzled.
Seeing this, Shi Zhen waved his hand at everyone, and everyone retreated.
"When you march and fight, either you die or I die."
Shi Zhen vaguely guessed that Mo Wen's low mood was due to the fact that there were too many killings in this battle.
"I understand."
Mo Wen nodded and then picked up a pen to write a battle report, "After three days, the cavalry will go with me and clean up the rest of the Yan army in the three counties."
"Why are you in such a hurry," Shi Zhen asked puzzled.
Mo Wen Wenyan did not answer, his low mood after winning was not unrelated to killing too many lives, but the main reason was not this, but this battle was only the first step in a journey of a thousand miles, killing all ordinary soldiers and ordinary beasts, and the powerful role of the Yan army did not appear.
In addition, there is also the fear of the night and the hundred miles of wind and Liu Shaoqing, the three of them were humiliated and left, they will definitely practice diligently, and it will not be long before they will return to the battlefield, which is also the main reason why he is eager to urge the troops to go to the northeast, and he must drive the remnants of Yan from the three counties before the three of them return again.
The battle was successful, and the celebration was always wanted, but Mo Wen did not participate in the celebration banquet in the evening, and stayed in the room to meditate and practice qi, while meditating, the previous battle did not arouse his fighting spirit and ambition, but made him feel a little regretful about the errand of Zhao Guo, this is not that he is afraid of the danger ahead, but he feels that it seems meaningless to do so, and he exposes himself painfully, the reason may be that there is no motivation in his heart, this time the war is for the Han people of Zhao State, although there is a heart for the benefit of the people, but deep down he feels ethereal about this motivation, Life in the world should first strengthen oneself, then take care of one's family, and finally help the world, and he seems to have skipped the second process, and what he thinks about the most in meditation is that he has really reached the spiritual realm of having no selfish thoughts and only seeking the welfare of the world Suspicious of his motives, Mo Wen became even more depressed, he felt that he was too wide, but his mind was actually not so wide, and he even resented Liu Sheng and Chitose, who were pushing him to do this noble merit, while the two of them were each doing what they liked.
To truly have the world in mind, the premise must be that his heart is at peace, and his state of mind is not peaceful at this time, the reason for the dispeace is that he feels that his situation is not good, but he can't say why it is not good, but he just feels a little empty in his heart.
"Don't ask, civil and military officials are waiting for you."
There was a knock on Shi Zhen's door outside the door.
"I don't want to participate."
Mo Wen retracted his thoughts and replied.
"After winning the battle, you are the first to take the lead, how can you not go to the banquet."
Shi Zhen pushed the door and entered.
"What do I have to do with winning the battle," Mo Wen replied casually.
"The civil and military officials have arrived, and if you don't go, they will be disappointed."
Shi Zhen said again.
"What do civil and military officials have to do with me," Mo Wen said, shaking his head.
"Why are you unhappy, can you tell me about it" Shi Zhen sat down and asked Mo Qian.
"I don't even know how to say it to you."
Mo Wen shook his head with a wry smile.
"You Han people are pedantic and hypocritical, too unhearty, just say what you want, and the court will definitely agree."
Shi Zhen urged.
"The authorities are obsessed with bystanders, in your opinion, what do I lack at this time?"
asked Mo Wen.
"If you don't lack anything, you lack women."
Shi Zhen said with a smile.
"It makes sense."
Mo Wen nodded and said, although Shi Zhen's words had a joke element, they made him suddenly wake up, and he finally understood why he was in an uneven mood, the reason was that he was a normal man, and when he reached the age when he should be married, his nature was suppressed, which made his emotions fluctuate.
"Let's go, go to the banquet first, and I'll serve you when the banquet is over."
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Shi Zhen said half-jokingly.
"Hahahaha, let's get it."
Mo Wen stood up straight and walked out, "Let's go, let's drink":