Chapter 313: The Death of Jili

"Die, all of you die, you bunch of Song People mongrel bastards."

Jili brandished the Long Sword in his hand, hacking incessantly at the Long Spears of the Wangfu Army, cursing without pause.

The Wangfu Army stared fixedly at Jili, gripping their Long Spears tightly.

As long as they received the order, they would turn this Xiliang general into a pincushion at any moment.

Just then, the Wangfu Army on one side suddenly opened up a path.

Zhao Xu and Chang Wei walked slowly toward Jili.

The total rout of the Xiliang Cavalry under the impact of the Hollow Square Formation had sealed the fate of the Xiliang reinforcements.

What remained was merely cleaning up the remnants.

Finally, by dusk, the battle had reached its end.

Only the deputy commander of these Xiliang reinforcements, Jili, and his personal guards were still continuing to resist.

And now, even the personal guards beside Jili had all been wiped out by the Wangfu Army.

"Kill, kill!"

Seeing the two people walking toward him, Jili's eyes turned blood-red; he raised his sword, ready to charge over.

But two Long Spears suddenly thrust out, striking Jili squarely in the thighs.

The Long Spears were withdrawn, and fresh blood immediately gushed out.

With a miserable shriek, Jili collapsed to the ground.

"At death's door, yet still so arrogant. We really should slaughter you Xiliang people until not a single one remains." Chang Wei's eyes held a stern power as he looked at Jili.

When he was in the Imperial Guard, he had fought against the Xiliang people for several years.

He knew well that the cruelty of these Xiliang people was not a whit inferior to the Northern Di.

The young and strong were plundered as slaves, and children shorter than a carriage wheel were killed outright.

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They were trying to exterminate the lineage of the Song People in Jinzhou.

After entering Jinzhou, these painful memories flooded back, causing the hatred in his heart to spread day by day.

Those not of our race must have a different heart.

If the Xiliang were allowed to secure their hold on Jinzhou, Yanzhou would never have a day of peace.

Because they would certainly exhaust every means to turn Yanzhou into the next Jinzhou.

"Hahaha..." Jili's face twisted as he stared fixedly at Chang Wei. "You defeated me, but do you think you've truly won? Heh, you are gloating too early. Our Xiliang will still send a great army into Jinzhou to eat your flesh, strip your bones, and make you Song People perish as a nation and a race."

The years of war between Xiliang and the Song had brought Xiliang's hatred for the Song to the extreme.

Every Xiliang person's long-cherished wish was to plunder, slaughter, and occupy all the territory of the Song.

Jili was naturally no exception.

Now he only regretted not having killed more Song People.

Zhao Xu frowned upon hearing this.

He had heard these words from Kutu, and now he heard them again from a Xiliang general.

Similar, brutal words revealed only one cruel fact.

In the dark jungle of the world, the law of the jungle is the only truth.

As long as there is a sliver of opportunity, any alien race will want to devour you completely.

The only reason they would bow and scrape before you is because they know you possess the ability to wipe them out with ease.

And once you decline, they will bare their fangs again, swarming over in a pack, all wanting to take a bite of flesh.

They might even shamelessly weave all sorts of reasons and manufacture all sorts of excuses.

To make their banditry appear glorious and righteous.

At present, Xiliang, the Northern Di, Gaochang, and Jiaozhi are all like this.

And in this era, the law of the jungle is even more cruel.

Because darkness and barbarism still drift above the world's jungle.

"Kill him," Zhao Xu said softly.

He could not be bothered to say anything more; whatever he said would be powerless.

Since that is the case, then let us see who is the true wolf in the jungle.

Let us see whose teeth are sharper.

Jili was stunned, but before he could react, a dozen Long Spears pierced him through.

Chang Wei turned to look at Yan Wang, only to see that Yan Wang's eyes seemed like deep, bottomless cold pools.

In the past, when facing these alien generals, Yan Wang would always rebuke and curse them a few times.

Now, however, he did not say a word, leaving only silence.

Yet, he liked this silence.

In his view, this silence of Yan Wang was a maturity gained after experiencing the battlefield.

It was a coldness toward the enemy.

If not for the Xiliang invading Jinzhou, why would the soldiers of Yanzhou have to spill their blood on the battlefield?

These enemies were not worthy of a single shred of pity.

Looking at Jili, who had fallen to the ground with his eyes wide open in death, a cold sneer curled the corner of Chang Wei's mouth.

Next, it would be Tuoba Wuji's turn in Jincheng.

Ordering the generals to clean up the battlefield, Chang Wei caught up with Zhao Xu.

The next morning.

He reported the casualties of this battle to Zhao Xu.

"Your Highness, in this battle, Xiliang suffered thirty-two thousand dead, twenty-eight thousand wounded, over twenty thousand surrendered, and over twenty thousand fled."

After a pause, he continued: "The Wangfu Army had three thousand three hundred and twelve killed in action, and over six thousand seven hundred wounded."

Reading this, Chang Wei's expression was somewhat unsightly.

Even though this combat loss ratio was a complete victory compared to Xiliang.

But the casualties of so many Wangfu Army soldiers still made his heart ache incessantly.

They originally did not have to die in Jinzhou.

But because of this war, their lives remained here forever.

"Besides this, a large number of Xiliang Warhorse, camels, and various Baggage Train were captured," Chang Wei continued, but these things could not make up for the losses of the Prince's Personal Army this time.

Zhao Xu was silent for a long time.

He knew that as long as there was war, there would be casualties.

But originally, he could have fought Xiliang again under better prepared circumstances.

It was the sudden change in Jincheng that dragged him into this war.

And this change was full of the scent of conspiracy.

So while he cherished these dead soldiers, there was even more boundless anger in his heart.

He would definitely make the mastermind behind all this pay a heavy price.

"The Xiliang soldiers are all to be sent away as slaves, the Turncoat Soldiers are to follow the previous policy," Zhao Xu said.

In this battle, the Zhuanglinglang army surrendered very quickly, and they were the most obedient after surrendering.

According to the reports from the generals, a sentiment of dissatisfaction with Xiliang was permeating among these Zhuanglinglang soldiers.

The reason was that many of the Zhuanglinglang soldiers he had given travel expenses to return home had been caught and executed by Xiliang soldiers.

By comparison, one was benevolent, the other was brutal.

Originally, the ideology that they were Song People began to spread among them, and more Zhuanglinglang soldiers chose to defect to Yanzhou.

Therefore, he decided to continue implementing this strategy.

After reporting this matter, Zhao Xu ordered Chang Wei to mobilize the troops to return to Jincheng.

The main force of Xiliang in Jinzhou had been wiped out by him in one fell swoop.

Now he had plenty of time to attack Jincheng.

That afternoon, the main army returned to the camp under Jincheng.

At this time, the Artilleryman left under Jincheng were still continuously shelling the city.

This was his order, the purpose of which was to cover up the sound of gunfire and artillery when he ambushed Jili.

"Send someone to shout, tell Tuoba Wuji that his reinforcements are gone," Zhao Xu said to Chang Wei upon arriving under the city walls.

"Your Highness, there is no need to shout, one person's head will be enough," Chang Wei laughed.

Then he said something to the soldiers beside him.

The soldier left and came back carrying a wooden box.

Inside was exactly Jili's head, from when he had fought Xiliang before.

Xiliang often threw the heads of dead Song People generals into the besieged cities.

This time he wanted to give them a taste of their own medicine.

Zhao Xu nodded, indicating it was acceptable.

Chang Wei then ordered someone to drag over a small catapult.

This was found among the captured Xiliang Baggage Train.

With a "whoosh" sound, Jili's head fell into Jincheng.