Chapter 1321

General Zhao was dressed in military armour, with a shining helmet on his head, and a national face. He was not angry and self-confident. He had a strong sense of power and domineering power.

At this time, he was sitting on the armchair of the camp, and eight vice generals were sitting neatly under him.

"Commander in chief, today we have won a great victory and killed nearly 50000 enemy troops. It's really gratifying." An aide general beamed with joy.

"Those cowards in the Eastern Jin Dynasty are so weak that they can be solved with one knife, just like a soft legged shrimp." Another vice general was elated.

Zhao's powerful face showed a trace of smile, and nodded triumphantly: "this is also thanks to the eight strong masters who arrived last night. If they hadn't been in the other side's army and scattered the enemy's platoon, we would not have won so fast."

"Fifty thousand, fifty thousand corpses. We have fought with the Eastern Jin Dynasty for such a long time. We have never killed so many enemy troops once."

"We have only lost a thousand people. There is a river of blood flowing on the grassland, but it is all the blood of soldiers of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Hahaha --"

"your majesty and the elder must have a great reward for this great victory. When the time comes, the position of the grand general of the state protection will be your bag." There was another high praise from the vice generals.

Zhao Dashuai's face is full of proud smile, which is obviously very useful for these compliments.

He forced to hold back the arc of the corner of his mouth, coughed and said with a straight face: "it's too early to talk about it now. If we can really capture the Eastern Jin Dynasty..."

At that time, it would be more than a general to protect the country. Maybe the whole Eastern Jin Dynasty would be under his jurisdiction. The local emperor would be much more comfortable than the general. Zhao Dashuai was very proud.

Compared with the jubilant mood in the northern desert, the Eastern Jin Dynasty was a desolate place.

It was the first time in the history of the Eastern Jin Dynasty that 50000 soldiers died miserably in a battle.

Mu Zifeng was lying on the bed, pale as white paper. From the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth, he vomited blood not long ago.

"General, it's important for you to take care of yourself."

"Yes, general, victory or defeat is a common business of soldiers..."

Mu Zifeng waved his hand weakly and sighed weakly: "the northern desert is coming fiercely this time There are also the top nine in the fight The Eastern Jin Dynasty is in danger. "

"General!"

The eyes of the two aides were full of sadness.

Mu Zifeng chuckled miserably, but a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "however, it is a matter of course for a man to protect his country. Even if he is defeated, he must fight to the end and guard the door of the Eastern Jin Dynasty well!"

"But As you said, general, there are nine strong men in the other side to take part in the battle. We lost before the beginning of the war. " Deputy general a said anxiously.

"Yes, general, what should we do now? The soldiers below are in turmoil. I'm afraid something will happen. " Vice general B's face was also very bad.

Mu Zifeng looked at the dark night outside, and a helpless color appeared in his eyes: "facing the top nine, we ordinary soldiers are only waiting to be slaughtered."

"Don't we have our own top nine Deputy general a asked indignantly.

"Yes, we have some in the Eastern Jin Dynasty." Mu Zifeng seemed to think of something, coughed violently, and then slowly said, "but those who pursue the road for themselves have already disappeared in time. No one knows where they have gone."

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