The red clouds shone across the earth, and the horse's hooves flew over.

An arrow suddenly flew over from behind. Pan Feng lowered his head, leaned on the horse's back and looked back. The rumbling sound of horse hooves followed closely behind. Han Meng raised the axe in his hand and cursed: "Pan Feng, if you have a good idea, don't run away, you know that I am the name of Han Meng in the Four Courtyards of Jizhou!"

"Bah! The nameless man!" Pan Feng covered his horned helmet and turned around and returned the other party. An arrow flew over his head and shouted in a hurry: "Go!" He led the three hundred cavalry under his command to run wildly on this field. After a while, he couldn't even figure out the direction.

"General Pan, will you run to Yecheng after leaving?"

A Black Mountain cavalry who was running side by side with Pan Feng looked back at the pursuers behind from time to time and asked him panting. After all, since he joined the army, Qianzhao has never been so embarrassed as he has followed Yan Rou. Now he is like a hare who is chased by a hunting dog, running around.

"Don't worry, I have a way!" Pan Feng looked back and nodded to the cavalry with a solemn and majestic expression: "...... When they are tired of running, they will naturally not chase them."

"...." The Black Mountain Knight stared at him silently, and then an arrow passed by, shrank his neck in fear. In the sunset, the field was about to end, and the sound of water came from the spacious river in front. Pan Feng and the others who were running ahead had to continue downstream along the river bank, and Han Meng and other teams chasing behind soon followed.

In front of the field of vision, black smoke slowly rose into the sky. Pan Feng suddenly saw the situation there, waved his arms happily, and walked towards the other side without stopping. Shadows were walking around nearby. The broken Yuan flag fell to the ground and was stepped by countless feet and horse hooves.

At the collapsed gate, a corpse was lifted up and thrown nearby. Layered corpses accumulated on the ground, and various sounds were filled with sounds, footsteps, speeches, and screams. A figure still breathing in the pile of corpses tried to climb out of the mountain of corpses. Someone came here with weapons in front of him. The struggling figure raised his head, and a blade on the opposite side was enlarged in his sight, and then slashed down. Blood slowly flowed along his forehead, and his head hung weakly.

"Snap time to rest, brothers who clean up the bodies will be quicker!"

After wiping the blood-stained knife, Zou Dan held the ring-headed knife and shouted to the subordinates who were carrying the corpses around him. The piled up corpses had appeared on several hills. The collapsed wooden railings slightly far away nearby were picked up and lit a bonfire. Someone caught the knife and peeled the dead cows on the ground clean and asked his comrades to slaughter. Someone racked the large pieces of meat on the fire. Someone shouted: "It's time to eat. Come here quickly if you want to eat meat."

On the battlefield where the sound of fighting was eliminated, there were tents with residual flames, wooden pillars and black smoke rolled up. When several people heard the shouts, dozens of people ran past the blood-stained battlefield, holding weapons and holding back, surrounded by piles of bonfires, looking at the roasted beef, talking and laughing, and further away, the figures of cleaning the battlefield also came back.

"This battle is so fucking exciting... I still have meat to eat after the battle."

"........ No matter what, Li Changshi is sympathetic. It is best to follow us all the way to Yecheng, take off Yuan Shao's head and give it to the governor as a decoration."

"It's a pity that Wen Chou ran away..."

...

Amid the rustling and laughing words, the prisoners of Jizhou army on the other side were gathered and tied up with ropes to form a circle, with about two or three thousand people. In addition, the five thousand prisoners left by the two Han people before were almost half of the troops under Gongsun Zhi's command.

"..............................................., it is impossible to bring them by your side."

The white wolf flag was waving, the soldier was guarding the surroundings with a knife and a gun. He stood under a tall body wearing wolf velvet armor, looking south, and was silent for a while. Behind, a huge body was naked with his upper body, revealing his knotted muscles. Two iron halberds were inserted into the ground, twisting their hands hard, and squeezed out blood in one suit. "Lord, when Han Meng is finished, he will capture more prisoners and kill them in one breath?"

"What should I do if I don't kill? I'll help them?" Gongsun Zhi looked into the distance, without any intention of turning around, frowned, and thought that he was a little sad for the stay of these prisoners. "You are just a warrior, just keep your orders and do things. In the past, I was similar to you, and I devoted myself to the grassland. I didn't think about it every day, but I just thought about how to keep myself and my hundreds of people from hunger. But a few years later, I am already the governor of the North, and one or two hundred people have become tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands have opened their mouths to ask for food under my knees."

"From a horse thief leader who lives for himself, to a roof that shelters others from the wind and rain, and to the governor who commands one side, what they encounter will be different from before, and what they consider will change as well. If it were the same as before, the road would not be able to be done. If it were the past, it would be impossible to fight out, but now it is not possible. There are so many people under him watching, staring, and taking a wrong step. Nothing is said now, and people will die, and even if they don't die, they will escape from the Han area and never dare to come back."

Dian Wei shook his single shirt and baked it in front of the fire. When he heard the words coming, he was stunned: "What does that have to do with killing prisoners?"

"It means that the direction of thinking is different." Gongsun Zhi withdrew his gaze, turned around and sat down beside the fire, "...... I also have to be responsible for the lives of my brothers. One thousand more burdens are different from the captives of nearly ten thousand people. What if they suddenly make trouble in the rear when they start a war? If I am not cruel, I will treat my brother's lives as a joke."

The giant man nodded: "I like to hear these words from lord, so let me do it then."

"Is there anything you don't like to hear?" Li Ke looked up at him with a mace and said. At this time, Hua Xiong came over with a tiger-mouthed knife, glanced at the big stick, his eyes trembled, and he quickly bowed: "Lord, there was a scout outside just now, saying that there were soldiers and horses approaching us."

"Um?"

Gongsun Zhi frowned and raised his eyes and looked a little confused. Not far away, Zhao Yun, who was sitting quietly by the fire, also opened his eyes. It seemed that in the battle of Jizhou military camp, the message was quickly conveyed in the crowd. Lu Bu stood up with his halberd and Gao Shun, looked west, and then turned over, "What are the governor hesitating about? Since he is here, he will fight again, and follow me-"

In the camp, figures were rolling on horses, and the cavalry rushed out of here with reins. Some infantrymen ran out without having time to wear clothes and armor. Cao Ang staggered on the ground, and his chest felt pain. In the previous war, he fell down and fell down, pressed on a human head and almost suffocated. When he got up to fight, he didn't feel it. After the fight, he sat down and the pain and fatigue spread all over his body.

Footsteps came over, and a palm was pressed on his shoulder. Wu Anguo came from behind: "You can rest for a while, you are not used to the fierce war. You can sit down and rest. I will go over and take a look with the others over there."

"Okay, brother, be careful."
Chapter completed!