"Bury it on the spot, but it's too late today. It needs to be buried tomorrow."

Yang Gan said, "Military order, find some lime for antiseptic treatment, transport it back to Baiyunguan, and return it to the opponent's family. Each of the dead will have two cows."

"It's your order." After saying this, the deputy general was about to go to work, but was held back by Krisna.

"General Yang, how many enemies have you killed?"

The deputy general flipped through the book and said in horror, "But, maybe the record is wrong."

The deputy general called the recording officer in, pointed at the book, and said angrily, "What the hell are you writing down?"

The recording officer took a look and blinked, "I am recording this truthfully. Because General Yang killed the enemy too bravely, we assigned a separate person to record General Yang."

Krisna smiled and said, "How many have you killed?"

"Three, three hundred and eighty-nine."

Suddenly the whole place was in an uproar, and Xin Zhao opened his mouth with horror on his face.

"Why, how can there be so many."

Yang Gan nodded, and it was more than he had calculated. He twitched the sword from his waist and threw it on the table. He saw that the Su Tiedao, which had both strength and softness, had turned into a saw, full of jagged cuts.

"Help me change one, this one is no longer usable."

"The Sutie Sword is so strong that it can cut more than three hundred people continuously?" Krisna pulled out the knife in disbelief and looked at it carefully.

Yang Gan rolled his eyes at her, "I'm overthinking it. I robbed the Huns' bronze swords. I've already cut off a dozen of them."

"What are the casualties on the other side?"

"The total strength of the three tribes was more than 800,000, and more than 110,000 were killed or seriously injured. The rest were all escorted to Baiyun Pass, and finances were found in each person's pocket, including a total of more than 20,000 gold and more than 500,000 war horses. ."

Yang Gan frowned and said, "There are 800,000 troops, but only over 500,000 horses? What? Are you going to eat the rest?"

"General, when the cavalry charged and the three tribes fought, tens of thousands of horses died directly. Many of the horses injured their hooves and were completely useless. They had to be slaughtered on the spot."

"Da da......"

Yang Gan pointed at the counter and kept tapping it. After a while, he said, "Okay, you guys go to bed early today. Tomorrow, you will make rice at midnight, and then come to my place for a meeting. You all can go out."

Krisna pointed to herself, "Should I go out too? Belika and I slept with you."

"Fart, when did I sleep with you two?"

Krisna smiled and pointed to the bed inside, "I said the two of us would sleep in the same tent with you."

"You guys go out first, Xin Zhao will stay for a while."

"promise."

After Xin Zhao sat down, he asked, "General, do you have any orders?"

"Instructions?"

After seeing everyone go out, Yang Gan was furious: "What the hell is going on with you? Is your brain sick? Or are you blind? I asked you to guard the west side. Who asked you to rush in?"

"Let King Zuo Xian run away, and you can't catch anyone. What can you eat? The biggest failure of this war is you."

Yang Gan babbled and cursed for about ten minutes. In the end, he was probably tired and drank a cup of tea.

Xin Zhao was stunned by the scolding. He had never been scolded like this before, "General, general, didn't you blame the general when you were outside?"

"You told me that when King Zuo Xian ran away, there were soldiers around him. Of course I had to give you face, otherwise how would you lead the troops in the future? I let you do it yourself

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Remember where you made the mistake and don’t make the same mistake next time.”

"It doesn't matter if some soldiers run away, but this is King Zuo Xian. Who knows if he will reorganize himself? We finally crippled the grassland tribe. If these people come back in the future, we, Daxia, will be the ones who suffer. The head of Guizhou."

When he heard that the general was deliberately saving face for himself in order not to embarrass himself in front of his subordinates, Xin Zhao's eyes turned a little red. He also understood that King Zuo Xian's escape was because he had mobilized 20,000 troops.

Otherwise, King Zuo Xian would not be able to run away even if he had wings.

Seeing Xin Zhao's dead look, Yang Qian was furious and said, "Okay, get out. If you make such a major mistake again next time, I will kill you. Do you understand?"

"No, General!"

After saying that, he ran out and wiped his tears at the door.

Krisna walked in with Belika, saw Yang Gan covering his head with his hands, and said with a smile, "You scolded so harshly this time?"

“You can’t make a good thing out of jade, but young people still need to hammer it into shape.”

"You are younger than him, okay?" Krisna smiled.

"Help me remove my armor. I feel like I've been hit with a lot of swords today." Yang Gan shrugged his arm, and sure enough, he felt something was wrong with the shoulder blades behind his back.

The two women began to remove Yang Gan's armor. When all the armor was removed, they saw four or five black and purple bruises on Yang Gan's back.

Krisna pressed it unconsciously.

"Hiss~~~~!"

"What are you doing? It hurts so much." Yang Qian almost jumped up as if he was electrocuted.

Krisna pushed him over and scolded him, "Don't move around, let me touch him carefully."

Yang Gan had no choice but to endure the intense pain, closed his eyes tightly, and asked after a while, "What, how is it?"

"The bones are not broken."

"Huh~~~!" Yang Qian let out a long sigh of relief. "Our luggage contains the bruise medicine provided in the city. By the way, are you two injured?"

Krisna and Belika looked at each other and shook their heads, "I have been busy until now, so I have no time to check. As you know, you don't feel any pain at all during the battle."

Yang Gan was helped by Krisna to the bed, dipped in some medicinal wine, and started kneading it. The four or five bruises gradually disappeared under Krisna's vigorous rubbing, and the entire back was purple and red. .

"Damn it, TV shows are all lies. They talk about great martial arts, natural powers, and taking the enemy general's head out of thousands of armies. That's your motherfucker's fault."

"I've only walked a few hundred meters, but I'm as tired as a dog after killing hundreds of people, and I'm still beaten like this." Yang Gan lay on the bed, cursing constantly.

"What is the TV series?"

"I'm talking to myself, don't pay attention to me."

Which young man doesn't have a dream of being in the world, and which young man doesn't want to hold a three-foot green peak and run across the battlefield. Unfortunately, it's all fake.

After applying and rubbing, Yang Qian did two breast enlargement exercises. It was indeed much easier. He happily said to Krisna, "My skills have improved."

"As long as you like it."

"Don't worry, after this incident is over, I will write your, Belika and Xiao Yu's names on the credit list again. As for whether the superiors will agree, I can only say that I will try my best."

Looking at Yang Gan's clear eyes, Krisna was deeply moved. She understood that the status of women in the Central Plains Dynasty was very low. In fact, in their hometown, in addition to their own country, the status of women in surrounding countries was also quite low. .

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It's just that in their country, the status of women is no lower than that of men. Coupled with the value of force, they have other ideas.

Thinking of this, Krisna took off her armor and took a look. Sure enough, there were many bruises on her fair skin, and there was also a scarred blood mark on her waist.

"Damn, you're hurt."

Krisna looked down and immediately checked her armor. Sure enough, there was a cut on the armor.

"Isn't bronze good enough?"

Yang Gan also checked, "It's not that bronze is not good, but there is too little armor. It is only one layer. If it is three layers, it will definitely not be cut through. Let's do this. After we go back, we will make some new armors."

Yang Gan pointed at his armor, "Look, many of the mountain-patterned armor pieces on my upper body were cut and bent. Fortunately, those who attacked me didn't have heavy weapons, otherwise it wouldn't be a problem of bruises."

In order to appease Krisna's mood, Yang Gan personally helped her apply bruises and apply hemostatic medicine on the wound. But what the two of them didn't expect was that Belika had more bruises than the other two. Few, and there are no wounds.

"You don't have to look at me, I like to dodge." Bellica remained the same as before, saying nothing.

Krisna twitched her lips, and she understood that Belika's implication was that she felt that the two of them were too violent, which was not her style.

"As long as you like it, use your own most suitable fighting style."

Yang Qian was a little tired, so he sent the two of them to bed. After going over the next day's events in his head, he went to bed. He was really tired.

While Yang Gan was sleeping soundly, King Zuo Xian took the remaining hundreds of cavalry and looked towards the south with hatred on their faces.

The grassland had been lost and could never be returned. He did not believe that Yang Gan was treacherous if he did not occupy the grassland after winning such a great victory.

"I will definitely come back!" With a roar, King Zuo Xian led hundreds of defeated soldiers around and set off towards the west.

The next day, at about four o'clock in the morning, many soldiers had already begun to make rice in pots. People depended on food, and the soldiers had an astonishing appetite. But this time they were in luck. Although the army took away the prisoners, they also took away most of the meat.

But even the remaining army rations and horse meat are enough for an army of fifty thousand people to eat comfortably for a while.

Many soldiers knew something was going to happen when they heard the announcement from above, so they got up early.

After a while, three large bowls of steaming food were brought to the tent door by Ran Jing.

"Christina, are you up?"

After a while, Krisna's voice came out, "Ran Jing, we are all dressed, come in."

Ran Jing immediately walked inside, put it down on the desk, which was quite heavy, and brought a large wine bottle from outside.

Drinking is not allowed in the military camp, except for generals.

"Is General Yang up?" Ran Jing asked casually.

"Not yet. The general was a bit seriously injured yesterday, but he is in good health. I treated him and he should be better today." Krisna sat down directly, picked up a large bowl and started eating. .

"Ran Jing, go and ask him to get up for dinner. There will be a meeting later."

"OK."

Ran Jing walked inside and called out Yang Gan, who was looking angry. Yang Gan, who had a gloomy face, immediately came outside as soon as he smelled the smell of meat.

"Damn it, Krisna, you are too cunning." Yang Gan sat down without any courtesy, took a big bowl and started eating.

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