The horse gallops, and the barrier knife passes through the enemy's body, either breaking the belly or cutting off the head.

When he was able to kill, Xu Zixian had no feeling at all. He just watched the blood blossom, smelled the pungent smell of blood, and watched the enemy's heads being cut off by himself. He felt his blood veins ignite. Almost every time he cut someone, he would roar to lift his breath.

When the war stops, the massacre will gradually stop. To make a rough calculation, at least more than a thousand people will be killed.

Xu Zi felt a little pain in his body at this time, but when he was chasing and killing the enemy, his calf was accidentally cut through. It looked bloody and bloody, but it was just a skin injury and the blood flow stopped. I don’t need to pay attention to it for the time being.

In terms of mood, there was no discomfort, but Xu Zixian knew in his heart that the side of the dead college student in the past was really getting further and further away from him.

From time traveling, I realized myself, I had all kinds of memories, and then lived in the Great Wei Dynasty, I accepted my relatives and friends around me.

Then, taking responsibility, trying to save the major changes in the future, rising up and gaining power, and now being able to chase and annihilate the enemy on the battlefield, whether it is physical fitness, cadre skills, or psychological endurance, it is no longer comparable to that Xu Zixian more than half a year ago.

Just now, the wound on the leg has to be stitched several stitches in later generations to break the tetanus. Now it’s just a glance. A doctor will scrub and bandage it with medicinal wine later.

As for rushing continuously, going to Gukou and then back to Nan'an, going back and forth for thirty miles, and then fighting with a knife, this high-intensity physical and mental expenditure was unimaginable to Xu Zixian half a year ago.

After a long day of tragic battlefield tour, Xu Zi first went to the riverside and saw some corpses floating down the river, his mood was extremely complicated.

In any case, it has been done so that we can comfort our ancestors.

Even if Xu Zixian cannot go further and is just a team training mission until his death, he must have his own part in the military and political section of Fujian.

Money, power, reputation, and all dependence comes from the strength shown in this war.

After the preliminary calculation, Xu Zixian immediately sent Zhang Huchen to lead his troops to the marquis. If the marquis had nothing to do or had no officers and soldiers, he would go directly to the Fuzhou Prefecture City to report his victory.

Of course, such a glorious thing is urgent, and such good things cannot be kept overnight.

A large number of martial soldiers were actually exhausted. Xu Zixian sent someone to the town to pass an order and summoned the hiding martial soldiers to the riverside to assist the martial soldiers in handling the aftermath of the battlefield.

This is also for the people to see with their own eyes. Although the military soldiers and soldiers usually eat meat and eat much better than ordinary husbands, they are fighting for their lives on this battlefield. Isn’t it worth it to add two cents of money to add meat and vegetables per month?

The effect is indeed very good. Many refugees and the people in the town rushed in the rain. They saw thousands of ferocious heads in the fire, countless broken arms and limbs, and blood flowing. Such a scene is even more terrifying than hell for ordinary people. Many honest people started vomiting shortly after they arrived at the battlefield. This stimulation is really too strong for ordinary people.

Many businesses in the town also sent people over. The owners pinched their noses and held umbrellas and followed Xu Zixian's horse, of course they kept flattering them.
Chapter completed!