At night, not even a star can be seen in the sky.
It was pitch black all around, and the wind was blowing on the prairie with a whistle.
The candles in the mourning tent were exceptionally bright.
A group of men and horses, under the cover of the wind, quietly approached the camp.
The officers and soldiers guarding the camp of the Wu Dynasty did not notice "the slightest", and chatted without saying a word while dozing.
An official suddenly said that he was a little hungry and asked who still wanted to eat.
Several people were clamoring for food.
With a wave of his hand, he left only one person to guard the door and lead the others to the kitchen to get food.
The one who was left behind watched them go, muttered his displeasure, and simply stepped aside to relieve them.
There was no one at the camp gate!
With a wave of his hand, the king of Beijin divided the soldiers into three ways according to the pre-agreed agreement, and the two teams of men and horses, one left and one right, outflanked the camp on both sides, and led a team of men and horses to the spirit shed in the camp to kill.
For a while, the horses neighed, and the shouts of capturing the emperor of the Wu Dynasty resounded in the night sky.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
With a loud sound of the sky cracking and the earth cracking, the firelight, and the blood light accompanied by the frightened roars of crying fathers and mothers and horses, the quiet Wu camp immediately turned into a killing field!
The King of the Northern Jin was the first to rush into the spirit shed, and before he could recover from the shock that the spirit shed was empty, half of his body was blown away by a mine.
The two teams of men and horses outflanking on the left and right heard such a loud noise and understood the plan, and hurriedly wanted to retreat.
I heard a shout from each side: "Pull the line!"
"Mines that have long been buried in the ground, boom!
Rumble!
Bang the ground detonated one after another!
Countless people and horses were killed and injured.
Faced with such a powerful ambush as they had never seen before, these battle-hardened and fierce invaders were also terrified.
Those who were lucky enough not to be killed or wounded rode horses, did not distinguish between paths and objects, but just ran blindly with all their might.
At this time, the Wu army, who was ambushed on the side, took the opportunity to chase it out.
The Northern Jin Army has no combat effectiveness at all!
Wu Jun chased them like chopping melons and vegetables!
At this moment, a team of Wu troops also rushed to the camp of the Beijin people.
The remaining troops in the camp were gathering at the door, stretching their necks, listening to the loud noise and the sky-high fire coming from the Wu camp, and couldn't figure out what was happening.
With a loud shout: "Throw!
” Many things whirred over their heads, and before they could see it, there was a loud explosion, ten times louder than a firecracker.
Immediately poured a large piece of uproar!
Xiao Yao's grenade played a role here!
For a time, flowers bloomed everywhere, and explosions were everywhere.
After a night of fighting, the Northern Jin army suffered a devastating blow, almost three out of ten, and most of the remaining people were wounded.
King Beijin was killed on the spot.
In order to preserve her race, the queen of Beijin immediately wrote a letter of surrender, saying that she would always pay tribute to the Great Wu Dynasty and never dare to violate the border of Great Wu again.
In order to let Xiao Yao relieve his hatred and destroy the prestige of the various ethnic groups in Mobei, Zhao Ruiyang proposed that the Queen of Beijin personally give Zhao Ruiyun a coffin dressed in linen and filial piety!
When Xiao Yao heard this, she immediately declined!
Although she did not personally go to the battlefield.
Just listen to the mines, the rumble of grenades and the shouts of killing all night.
She knew how tragic it was!
She's done enough killings, big enough!
Queen Beijin also lost her husband, and she didn't want to embarrass a woman.
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Besides, she had won the final war on behalf of her husband, and avenged her husband by killing the king of Beijin, the culprit who invaded Dawu.
It's time for her to bring her husband home.
She didn't care about anything else.
Maybe the thoughts of revenge that had been holding her up were gone.
She couldn't support it anymore, and on the way back to Beijing, she fell ill and couldn't get up again.
It didn't get better until he returned to Kyoto, especially when he learned that the sixth princess couldn't afford to fall ill because of Zhao Ruiyun's death.
Her illness has added to the situation.
Zhao Ruiyun's funeral was all presided over by the ministers of the court and the second senior brother.
Zhao Ruiyang prepared the best coffin according to the royal specifications and buried Zhao Ruiyun's well-dressed coffin.
Many prominent titles were given to him, and Xiao Yao knew that these were of no use to Zhao Ruiyun, and even more meaningless to herself.