The body of Kazakti was buried by the Samoors in the grass beneath it, and the other Left Guard cavalry did not have such good luck. Tens of thousands of human and horse corpses piled up into dozens of tall corpses. The blaze turned into fine white dust, wrapped in the wind blowing across the plain, and flew into the air. The burning fire stained the sky red and burned all night. When the fire was extinguished, the fat man could not wait to command the soldiers and pile up piles. The white ashes were packed into the large tank that was shipped, and then sealed with a coarse cloth,

　　 "Tap, tap, this is a valuable item!"

　　 The focused eyes of the fat man did not blink, it seemed that it was not a big jar filled with ashes, but a treasure chest full of gold coins

"Adult, what do you want these ashes to do?" Crolisat asked puzzled. Although these are enemies, the left guard cavalry is in desperation, and the action of not surrendering until the last person wins Crowley. Sartre’s respect and the customs of respecting warriors are common to all ethnic groups

　　 "Let these dead rest in peace, we should not disturb their long sleep!"

Crolisat knew the fatality of the fat man. The stupid fat man stood on the front of the city of Samoir and peeed in the wind, but it had long spread to the entire Samoor, and transported the ashes of the enemy back to do some disgusting work of the Kurgits. Not a piece of cake

　　 "Who said I would not let the dead rest in peace, I did this to make them sleep better!" The fat man's injured expression on his face seemed to be greatly aggrieved, and his arrogant eyes justified.

"I'm going to send these back to the Kugits, to give these warriors a chance to return to their hometown of dreams, and let them go back to their prairie god's arms, I'm doing good deeds, don't get me wrong I"

"Fat fat man is acting again! What about the prairie god, saying that the mother of the earth does not have it!" The fat man's turbulent eyes betrayed the real idea of ​​the fat man, and Crolisat directly ignored the fat expression of the fat man. Seeing Crolisat's disdainful look, the fat man smiled and said, "Of course, for our kindness, the Kugits will always compensate for it, and they will not let us do nothing!"

　　 "Dead fat man is still like this, there is unreasonable kindness in the mean!"

　　 "I hope that the adults can really do as stated, and their subordinates will soon take the army to the area of ​​Frondi! I don’t know what else the adults have asked?"

Crolisat sighed in his heart and turned to leave. The troops behind him had sounded the horn of assembly. As long as the fat man did not insult the deceased, Crolisat was not in the mood, just as the fat man said. As an enemy of life and death, you have the opportunity to return to your hometown. The point of compensation is already very generous. At least in the Kingdom of Wikya, only the knights who fought and died bravely can enjoy this noble treatment.

"wait!"

　　 The fat man suddenly shouted Clolisat, who was about to leave, with a somber murmur

　　 "Remember, we are chasing the fleeing left guard Wang Jun, any troops found there may be our enemies!"

Clorisat's face was stunned, and the fat man was a bit naked. The meaning of any army is too broad. The Kugits, the local remnant lords, the private forces of the Kyoto nobility, and maybe even the regular Vecchia Wang Guojun, had to ask carefully and repeatedly

　　 "Any troops?"

　　 "Yes, any force, as long as it is not our Samoer's flag, as long as they do not attach our control, then they are all left-wing remnants, surrender or die, there is no second way,"

　　The fat man's face was so horrible, and there was a chilling murderous intention in the statement

　　 "Yes, my subordinates understand!"

　　Cololisat nodded calmly, in fact, could not help but whispered, "The fat man will not start from Samoer, it has been so planned!"

Centering on Vyzan, Aum, and Frondi, the triangular defense system composed of almost all the roads from Kyoto to the southeast, except detouring to the north, and then traversing the kingdom of the Sri Lankan, the entire south of Wikiya In this way, they were cut apart. Unless Kyoto declared war, the Kyoto aristocracy had almost no way to develop outside except for sending troops to the northwest and the remnants of the Kugits.

Caesar Sauron’s 1st Banner Regiment took 3,000 light cavalry to Omr, Cleissat’s 8th Banner Regiment went to Frondi, and Statunko’s 6th Regiment was responsible for sweeping Vyzan In the region, the fat man brought 7,000 people from the headquarters of the army back to Samoor for rest. The new conscription notices covered the streets, towns and villages of the four counties, and the rural manor. The Samoer region expanded its army again. This time the ambitious fat man will expand to 50,000. standing army.

The central decisive battle that determined the fate of the kingdom ended with Samoir's victory. Kujit's last power in the middle of the kingdom was defeated. The left guard cavalry cluster was almost completely destroyed. The leader and two thousand cavalry leaders died. The squadron leader None of the following survived, and 2,000 remnants were transferred to the Omr area.

Three thousand eight hundred people were killed in battle, and one thousand two hundred people were injured, with nearly one-fifth of the losses. The Samoan army also paid a heavy price for this. The caravans that followed the Samoan army received generous returns and seized. The weapons and equipment of these caravans made a fortune. In mid-July, the Samoer region opened its business road to Kyoto. The smoke of the war has not yet dissipated, and countless merchants poured into the Kyoto region.

　　 The wind rises at the end of Qingping, when various forces calculate each other's stranglehold, a new era is coming.

The central square of the Satsuma fortress barracks. The monsoon that slashed over the Satsuma region in July was a sign before the onset of the rainy season. Light rain hit the bluestone slab of the square and spattered like four clusters of white water splashes. The dungeon door of the recidivism slowly opened in a "creak". Rainwater drifted in to wet the dark ground of the dungeon. The fresh water made Zuowei Wang held in the dungeon feel refreshed.

"it rained today!"

Zuowei Wang licked his dry and cracked lips. In this dark and deep dungeon, he could only breathe the fresh air outside and "kick on" the footsteps with the slight wind that was imperceptible when the door was opened occasionally. The sound came from the door of the prison. The dense footsteps showed that there were many people coming this time. The sharp Zuowei Wang secretly counted the number of people coming.

　　 "Sixteen people! One of them is a heavy-weight person, is it a chap?"

The sturdy prairie hero couldn't help but relax at once, his body leaned weakly against the corner of the wall, and behind the handcuffs were several dozens of large iron **** connected to it, let alone running, just want to move one step Very difficult.

　　 "It's better to give a knife a happy life than to live a life like this!"

　　 "creak"; the iron door of King Zuowei's cell was opened, and several guards with full body armour came in. His Royal Highness Zuowei Zuo! It’s been a long time since I lived here! "

　　 saw an obsessive fat man came in, and Zuowei Wang's face was a little surprised. Who is this fat man with harmless human face? From the respectful attitude of the nearby Samoan Guards, this is a big Samoan figure

　　 "Samo fat!"

The responding King Zuowei almost responded by gnashing his teeth. The King Zuowei still did not know the news of the annihilation of the left guard cavalry. Seeing the Supreme Commander of the Samoan here, it is natural to think that the fat man must be his main cavalry. Can't stand it, came to negotiate.

　　 "Thank you for your hospitality, are my people okay, does their scimitar make you very uncomfortable!"

　　 "No, no, your men are very enthusiastic, really, I also brought their gifts!"

The fat man shook his head with a smile on his face, and waved his hand at the nearby guard. Two left guard Qianqi long scimitars were thrown one meter away from the left guard king. The bright knife surface above it also carried the dried up Blood stains, broken blades were broken by a few big mouths. "I came here to tell the Honorable His Highness that the left guard cavalry you are most proud of is gone!"

The whole cell fell into silence. Looking at the two broken Qianqi long scimitars not far away, Zuowei Wang felt a suffocating oppression. Yes, one of the handles had a curved line with the words "Prairie God Blessed" on the blade. The knife is definitely the most brave of Wu Letai among the left guards. The protector on the knife was engraved by himself.

　　 "Fortunately, Kazakhstan is not inside!"

Zuo Wei Wang Yuan looked at him carefully with anger and found that he didn't have his own command knife inside. He was relieved in his heart. The two broken scimitars showed that the two thousand riders who commanded the Qi regiment were fierce~ lightnovelpub.net~ But the commander-in-chief Kazakti is not inside,

　　 "Haha, you are lying, do you think two thousand-knight-long scimitars can deceive me!"

Suddenly the king of Zuowei laughed loudly, tears shining from his eyes, and the depression in his heart made him have to cover up with laughter until he coughed violently due to thirst in his mouth, his body curled up, and Ju leaned against the wall. In the corner, the once courageous King Kugit left back is no longer there, and now there is only one person who is exhausted and unwilling to despair, cursing with his low hoarse voice

　　 "Dirty Satsuma, I don't know why you made up such a lie, but I know that my men must still fight outside with you, and they will definitely cut your head with the scimitar in their hands!"

　　 "Why does everyone take my truth as a lie!"

　　 The fat man looked at Zuowei Wang, who was almost mad in front of him, shook his head regretfully, and suddenly seemed to remember something

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, there is also a senior left guard general, he is very brave, he tried to stand alone to stop our advance, but unfortunately we did not find his scimitar, so we can only put him The accessories on the body brought"

Suddenly the fat man took out a piece from his arms, carved a gold medal with wings spreading an eagle, flipped over in front of the left guard king, and engraved the name of the owner in Kujit script on the back of the gold medal. This is the court of King Kugit Identification certificate issued to senior generals

　　 "Hathakti!"

Zuowei Wang's eyes were scary with red eyes, almost screaming and trying to **** the gold medal in the hands of the fat man, but he was dragged by the heavy iron ball under him, just like a beast shot in the heart, howling before he was about to die , The last glimmer of hope in my eyes also broke

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