At night, torches were burning beside the Huan River, and shouts of killing were heard everywhere.

Li Xiujing is tall and slender, holds a long spear in his hand, wears black mountain armor, and his cloak flutters in the wind. His face is rich and handsome, just like Bai Shilang, who lives by the river. The pine trees are like emerald green, the accumulated stones are like jade, and the beauty is unique and unparalleled in the world. It is even more like a god coming to earth.

He rode his horse and led the Shence Army to attack the left wing of Wei Bo's army, splitting Wei Bo's army into two sections. It disrupted the enemy's formation and prevented them from coordinating rescue operations.

Zhou Sui's soldiers also attacked the enemy from the right. The two forces merged into one, causing Wei Bojun's formation to become chaotic. By the time they reacted, the officers and soldiers on the right had already broken out of Wei Bojun's encirclement, and then launched another attack.

Wei Bo's infantry were knocked to the ground by the armored cavalry and trampled over them mercilessly. Screams rippled through the crowd.

The light shield soldiers wanted to form a formation to stop them, but they were killed by Li Xiujing's Shence Army from behind.

Tian Min in the crowd had already seen Li Xiujing leading his men to kill the enemy. He immediately clapped his horse and said coldly, "I will take your head today, Huangkou child, and paint it to make a toilet bowl."

Hearing the sarcasm, Li Xiujing raised his head and glanced disdainfully at Tian Min, who was surrounded by his generals in the crowd, and frowned slightly. He really didn't expect that Tian Min would have such an unusual hobby.

Before Tian Min could sneer again, Li Xiujing had already galloped forward, the white horse galloping as fast as lightning. He holds the horse's shaft in his right hand and presses the side of the saddle with his left hand. Tian Min's generals were not ordinary people, and they had suffered losses at the hands of Li Xiujing before. When he saw his attack, they quickly rode their horses forward to raid the formation of the main general. Tian Min also stood on his horse holding Fang Tian's painted halberd with a look of disdain on his face.

Looking at Tian Min on the horse, Li Xiujing grinned. Suddenly, his whole body leaned to the left, and then his waist sank. Fifty steps away from the opponent, he raised the crossbow and pulled the trigger. Originally, no ordinary person could shoot a crossbow at such a long distance, but he had practiced archery for many years and was very good at it. His eyesight was far better than others, and few people could hold a crossbow with their left hand. The soldiers who were rushing around Tian Min were all jeered, and their throats were sealed with arrows.

Tian Min's horse was frightened and carried him to the side. The sergeants who had been raiding the formation for him let out a burst of exclamations. At the same time, the officers and soldiers were also confused because of their formation, and the shouts of killing became louder and louder.

Seeing Tian Min escaping into Wei Bo's army, Li Xiujing narrowed her eyes and raised her spear again to take advantage of the chaos to kill the enemy. There is absolutely no unnecessary movement in the horse's hand.

Just the simplest stabbing, pricking, teasing, plucking, blocking, holding, twisting, picking, pressing, splitting, and collapse, he concentrated on it. General Wei Bo hit him hard with his spear, but was shocked by the force so much that his mouth went numb and his arms almost lost strength. Before the opponent could recover, he turned around and stabbed back. Li Xiujing had already withdrawn Ma Shan, and passed his backhand across the opponent's neck, causing hot blood to spurt out.

The head rolled into the crowd and was kicked to the ground by chaotic footsteps and horse hooves. The headless corpse fell from the horse to the ground, and was trampled to a bloody pulp.

Wei Bojun's momentum was shattered by the offensive of the official army.

The horse was wounded by the rebels, and Li Xiujing simply dismounted. He pulled out the horizontal sword from his waist and fought with Wei Bojun amidst the sounds of drums, horns and golden clangs from both sides. Holding a horizontal sword, he mercilessly chopped down the rebels who rushed towards him, with precise and sharp strikes.

Even though there was a lot of blood on the armor, Li Xiujing still had a cold look on his face.

Although the other party is also a young and lively life, their positions are destined to take different paths. The victory or defeat of both parties is related to the stability of the people in the world.

Seeing Wei Bojun's momentum retreating, there were fewer and fewer people around him. Tian Min had no choice but to order a retreat, and the deputy captain took the lead in breaking out. The captain, military judge and military police were in charge of the rear.

It turned out that Wei Bo's army could maintain its formation and retreat. But under the pursuit of the officers and soldiers, they were gradually defeated.

Li Xiujing and Zhou Sui drove Wei Bojun all the way to the river.

The river water at this time was freezing cold, and Wei Bojun had no time to build a pontoon bridge to cross the river. They had to cross the river under the leadership of the captains of each team. Some who could not swim were killed by arrows due to hesitation. Halfway across the river, they swam desperately to the other side.

The flying arrows above his head kept buzzing, and what followed was the sound of a horizontal sword being unsheathed. Wei Bojun, who was too late to cross the river, was killed by an officer's sword, and his blood dyed the river red.

Because of Wei Bojun's resistance, Tian Min escaped successfully again.

The battle didn't end until dawn.

The surrounding wind was filled with the smell of blood and burning, and the smell was weird and disgusting.

Zhou Sui sent troops to count the casualties on both sides, and the Shence Army also began to help clean up the battlefield. As far as the eye could see, there were corpses and burnt flags everywhere.

Taking off the bag, Li Xiujing raised his head to drink water. He washed his face again with water, his face showing all signs of fatigue.

After resting for half an hour, Zhou Sui ordered the troops to withdraw and return to the camp. As soon as he returned to the camp, he called in soldiers and horses to deal with the problem of the prisoners.

The officers and soldiers still won this battle, and won beautifully. In total, more than 20,000 enemies were killed, 3,000 were captured, and countless others were drowned. A rough estimate is that only about a thousand people escaped.

Tian Min is also included in this list.

Considering that everyone was exhausted, Zhou Sui ordered all the armies to return to their camps to rest and recuperate.

Returning to his tent, Li Xiujing took off his blood-stained armor with the assistance of He Liangdi. After a simple bath, he put on a clean middle coat and lay down on his back.

Li Xiujing opened his eyes and stared at the tent ceiling, seemingly thoughtful. Her hair, full of moisture, slid tightly past her ears and fell on her cheekbones. He put his hands behind his head, and the fur coat he used to keep out the cold was only half-covered. The winter sun reflected on his face, making his face even more handsome.

After a while, Li Xiujing closed her eyes. Seeing this, He Liang bowed and retreated.

Li Xiujing, who was on the couch, quietly opened her eyes again, and moved her hand back behind her head. He took out a delicately crafted sachet from under his pillow, put it under his nose and sniffed it. The sachet contains Xunling Shili Incense, which is Pei Jiaoran's usual incense.

The extremely rich sandalwood is kneaded into the cloves, wrapped in the very light scent of spikenard, tonka, fennel, and a very light hint of raw borneol. The complex aromas are mixed together, dense and fragrant, fresh and soft.

This sachet was made by the embroidery workshop with the best craftsmanship in Chang'an, and she used it to comfort her heart. He seemed to see her through the scent. He missed her and wanted to continue the unfinished deep kiss.

Now that Tian Min has escaped again, it means that He Shuo's battle may not end so easily.

Shence's conquest didn't know when it would end, and he didn't even know if he could return to Chang'an alive. If he died, given her temperament, she would probably go back to find new allies.

Thinking of this, Li Xiujing raised her lips and smacked her lips coldly.

No matter what, he must go back alive and rely on Pinghe Shuo's merits to gain power while also asking for rewards from her.

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