In the battle of Tongguan, the Anxi army won a great victory.

This is a war that concerns the country and destiny of the Tang Dynasty. To be more precise, it is a war that concerns whether Gu Qing can seize power and govern the world in the future.

After the Battle of Tongguan, the Anxi Army was entrenched in the eastern gateway of Guanzhong and looked down at Chang'an City from a high place.

The rebel commander An Shouzhong was killed in front of the formation. The rebels' morale collapsed instantly, so they were defeated and fled. The morale of the Anxi Army reached its peak. The soldiers were extremely tired, but their spirits were extremely excited. They waved their swords and halberds, stepped on the corpses, weapons and flags thrown by the rebels, and chased and bit the rebels like tigers out of the cage.

Once an army collapses and flees, it almost has no resistance. They only care about escaping their lives and have no fighting spirit to turn around. Therefore, there have been many battle examples in history. Dozens of people chase thousands of defeated soldiers all over the mountains and fields. The defeated soldiers are obviously large, but none of them dares to stop and fight against these dozens of enemies.

Without fighting spirit and morale, they are just a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

Ma Sui and Sun Jiushi were ordered to lead their troops to pursue the army. There were countless rebels killed on the way to hunt down. It was impossible to count the chaotic troops. It was not until the pursuit was twenty miles away that Ma Sui and Sun Jiushi were ordered to withdraw their troops and lead the soldiers to turn around and clean the battlefield.

Gu Qing and his personal guards returned to Tongguan, sat in the commander's tent and stared at the sand table.

When the battle of Tongguan was a great victory, the soldiers of the entire army were excited and joyful, Gu Qing could not forget it.

The road ahead is long, the stars are still far away, and before you get happy, disasters often follow you.

Hurry footsteps came from outside the handsome tent, and Han Jie said excitedly: "Master, I'm so happy!"

Gu Qing said without looking back: "Say."

"One hour ago, Chang Zhong was ordered to lure the enemy in Chang'an and lure it to thirty miles southeast of Tongguan. He cooperated with the ambush set up by Shen Tian to annihilate the rebels of the rebels of the rebels of the rebels of the rebels of the rebels of the rebels of the rebels of the mountain road. Chang Zhong Shen Tian attacked the front and back. More than 10,000 rebels were beheaded and more than 8,000 were captured. Ashina Chengqing led more than 10,000 rebels to be defeated and fled back to Chang'an."

Gu Qingteng stood up and looked at the position on the sand table.

On the sand table, thirty miles southeast of Tongguan is just a narrow mountain road. The battle on this mountain road is so intense.

"How are our army's casualties?" Gu Qing asked.

Han Jie lowered his head and said, "Our army has 40,000 soldiers, and there are more than 6,000 casualties. Fortunately, it was an ambush battle, and it was a pity that was unintentional. Compared with the rebel casualties, we have taken a big advantage."

Gu Qing sighed and said sadly: "After all, it's more than 6,000 lives..."

"Transfer the orders, and after the soldiers who died in battle returned to the camp, all the generals came to the commander's tent to review the bill."

After saying that, Gu Qing was still staring at the city, mountains, rivers and plains on the sand table. A small inch of land may be the ambition that many people cannot achieve in their entire lives. Now, Gu Qing is only one step away from it.

Han Jie was still standing in the coach's tent and didn't leave. He stumbled a few times and said, "Mr. Master, after Awu killed the enemy general An Shouzhong, he died in the chaos..."

Gu Qing sighed: "I understand..."

He was in a complicated mood and didn't know how to sort it out. Zhang Huaiyu tried his best to train more than 100 dead soldiers for himself. Gu Qing didn't take it seriously at the beginning. In his eyes, the dead soldiers were actually personal guards. With his military power now, there was basically no need to use the dead soldiers.

But Awu immediately taught him a lesson and told him at the cost of his life what is the difference between the Dead Soldier and the Personal Guard.

The dead soldiers go to war and have no desire to survive.

Zhang Huaiyu is indeed the one who knows Gu Qing the best. She even has a better view of the overall situation than Gu Qing and knows better what she needs than him.

This woman from a photo family can use very calm and even cruel thinking to distinguish the relationship between politics, military and human life and morality.

Fighting for the world does not require morality, and you cannot be soft-hearted. Everything is an ant, and you can sacrifice for the world, including herself. If one day, the world and her can only choose one, Gu Qing believes that she can wipe her neck without hesitation to fulfill his world.

A Wu died, a man without a name or surname, never knew his origin or what kind of experience he had and became someone else's death.

A man without a name but only a number died.

The only shining moment in his life was when he stabbed a commander who held a 100,000 army in the Wanma Army.

"Have A Wu's body been brought back?" Gu Qing asked sadly.

Han Jie whispered, "I'm carrying it back, right in the camp."

"Find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to bury him, and erect a monument for him. The inscription clearly states what he has done. Although he has no name and origin, he cannot be forgotten by future generations." Gu Qing sighed.

Han Jie asked again: "The name on the inscription..."

"His name is 'Gu Wu', he is my brother of Gu Qing. I am the one who erected the monument, and I am his brother." Gu Qing said in a deep voice.

Han Jie retreated silently.

Sitting alone in the handsome tent, Gu Qing suddenly felt bored.

Walking out of the handsome tent, more than a hundred dead soldiers stood quietly outside, each of them still had expressionless faces. To them, Awu's death seemed to have nothing to do with them.

Gu Qing walked up to a dead soldier, stared into his eyes and said, "A Wu is dead, do you know?"

The dead soldier nodded: "I heard about it just now."

"He is your leader. He is dead, aren't you sad?"

"Everyone of us has such a day, sooner or later." The tone of the dead soldier was like a lake of death with unremitting waves.

"He died for me." Gu Qing's tone suddenly became a little heavier.

"Our mission is to die for the Lord."

Gu Qing said helplessly: "Everyone is human, why do you have to die for me?"

"Nothing, we must die for the Lord."

Gu Qing shook his head. He could no longer communicate with them. If he asked this question with the thinking of a modern person, no one would give him a satisfactory answer.

At night, the soldiers who cleaned the battlefield gradually returned to the camp. The battle was a big gain. The number of war horses, weapons and armor captured by the rebels could equip an army of tens of thousands of people.

After returning to the camp with great victory, the soldiers were very excited and calculated with their fingers how many heads they had killed in this battle and how much bounty they could get. If they were lucky, they might be able to be promoted to the next level. Being a small leader can be considered as a glorious ancestor.

Occasionally, you can hear heart-wrenching howlings from the camp. It was the robes of the living soldiers mourning the deaths of the battle. The atmosphere in the camp was a bit complicated, and there was a little sadness in the joy.

Gu Qing heard this and he was already familiar with this atmosphere. Every time he returned after victory, the atmosphere in the camp was like this.

The generals had gathered in the commander's tent, sat in two rows left and right, and stared at Gu Qing quietly.

Gu Qing stood in the curtain of the coach's tent, listened for a long time before slowly turning around, pointing to the crying and laughing outside the coach's tent, and said in a deep voice: "Did you hear it all? This is the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness of the soldiers. For the generals, they must know their soldiers, their sorrows and joys, and their joys and evils. Every decision we make on the battlefield will affect their life, death, and their joys and angers, so we must be more careful in thinking and acting, and try our best to make every decision."

The generals stood up, saluted solemnly, and said in unison: "I will receive the teachings."

Gu Qing sighed. He didn't feel very happy after every battle. All he thought about was the soldiers who died in battle.

If the world is peaceful, why do soldiers need to die for the country?

The commander fell into a difficult silence, as if he was mourning the soldiers who died in battle.

After a long time, Gu Qing said in a deep voice: "Ma Sui, Chang Zhong, tell me the number of casualties."

Ma Sui stood up and said sadly: "Report to Mr. Duke, in the battle outside Tongguan, more than 8,000 soldiers of our Anxi army were killed in battle, more than 10,000 soldiers of the Shu army were killed in battle, and more than 20,000 wounded, of which more than 4,000 were seriously injured."

Chang Zhong said: "My grandpa, in the ambush at the mountain road outside Tongguan, our army killed more than 6,000, injured 8,000, and seriously injured 2,000."

Gu Qing closed his eyes and calculated the loss silently. After a long time, he sighed and said, "Our Anxi Army in two battles was killed in total. Among them, those seriously injured may... The Shu army died in battle for more than 10,000, which were lost nearly half."

Xian Yu Zhongtong's eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and shed tears silently.

The Anxi Army is Gu Qing's capital, and the Shu army is also Xianyu Zhongtong's capital. Today's battle, the Shu army lost nearly half of it, which is really a huge blow to Xianyu Zhongtong.

After living with the Anxi Army for a long time, Xian Yu Zhongtong gradually understood a truth: In this chaotic world, military power is the right to speak. Even if he does not have the heart to be a dissertation, holding military power will eventually bring him fame, wealth, and the weight of his future speech in the court.

Gu Qing sighed and said, "The army rested in Tongguan for three days, so that the soldiers could rest well, and organized the soldiers to collect the remains of the battle robes, and chose a place with green mountains and green waters to be buried with a rich mansion. He asked the civil servants to write biography and carve them on stone tablets, so that future generations can pay homage to the worship of the future generations."

The handsome tent was filled with a painful atmosphere. No one spoke for a long time. Everyone looked dim and their eyes were red. They were all generals who had experienced this war personally. They knew better than anyone how brave the soldiers were and how desperate they were. Every victory was fought back with their lives.

After a long time, Gu Qing finally put away his grief and said in a deep voice: "The dead are gone, and the living should uphold their will and protect the hard-won victory."

"After the army rested for three days, the entire army set out toward Chang'an City, and made a siege to Chang'an City, surrounded three palaces and one, and opened the Yanxing Gate to the east..."

Chang Zhong couldn't help but say, "What is the Duke meant to let the rebels escape from Chang'an?"

Gu Qing nodded: "Our army has experienced a great war, and the soldiers are exhausted and cannot fight again. The rebels in Chang'an City are less than 100,000, but the walls of Chang'an are strong and easy to defend but difficult to attack. With our existing morale and force, we are not sure to break through Chang'an, so we can only let the rebels escape back to the north and wait for them to be recovered slowly in the future."

Chang Zhong hesitated and said, "What if the rebels insist on their support and refuse to escape?"

Gu Qing sneered: "What kind of guys are An Qingxu and Shi Siming? If they really want to die with the city, this battle will not be so embarrassing. Don't worry, as long as our army sieges the city, An Qingxu and Shi Siming will definitely escape. The news of the defeat in Tongguan today should have reached Chang'an. Maybe they are already packing up their fine and ready to escape."

Sun Jiushi said angrily: "Mr., our army did not have to lose so many soldiers in today's battle. It was because the Shuofang army escaped at the last moment that our Anxi army faced a hundred thousand enemies alone. The Shuofang army was betrayed, so we should not spare them lightly!"

The generals were immediately infuriated, and the generals were full of righteous indignation and cursed loudly. Even Xian Yu Zhongtong, who had always had a gentle temper, showed anger. The Shu army lost nearly half of it today, and the Shuofang army could not escape the blame. It touched Xian Yu Zhongtong's interests, and good people could not help but get angry.

Gu Qing said coldly: "What kind of hero is just a shout in the coach's tent? After taking Chang'an, our Anxi Army took the lead in entering the city and took over the defense of Chang'an City. If anyone wants to earn a reputation, they will kill me if they want to kill me. I said this sentence!"

The indignation of the generals suddenly turned into excitement, and then everyone showed murderous aura on their faces, eager to try. Xian Yu Zhongtong next to him saw his heart beat faster. Although he was angry at the escape of the Shuofang Army, he still had no courage to show his words and deeds that openly confronted the court.

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Chang'an City, Xingqing Palace.

The atmosphere of Huacao Tower, which once sang and danced every night, is particularly depressing today.

An Qingxu had a gloomy face and looked around at the group of ministers wearing official robes in front of him. The ministers bent uneasily, maintaining their posture and not daring to move.

Only Shi Siming looked calm and turned a blind eye to An Qingxu's gloomy face, without any awe in his eyes.

Feng Yu was wearing a purple official robe, in the first row of the ministers, and was like other ministers. However, no one noticed that there was no awe in his eyes, but instead a smile flashed by.

The defeat in Tongguan was defeated, An Shouzhong was beheaded in front of the formation, and 40,000 soldiers under the army of Chengqing were ambushed. The rebels suffered heavy casualties in the two battles. For this newly established pseudo-dynasty, such a huge loss was equivalent to being destroyed.

"My king's army is 200,000, but now it has been lost to less than 100,000. You are all civil and military generals whom your father has trusted for many years. After hearing that your father said that you have all the skills, what is the ending now? How can you teach me?" An Qingxu said in a gloomy tone.

"I am guilty..." a group of ministers said in unison.

"You are indeed guilty! I trust you so much, and I hand over the 200,000 soldiers to you, but you are so useless. I have paid the wrong one after all!" An Qingxu said angrily.

After saying that, An Qingxu quickly glanced at Shi Siming. Although he didn't name it, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
To be continued...