Chapter 670

"Wind blade!"

Feng Qingxiao whispered in secret, and called to the general with scar face. The general's eyes immediately turned around, and his face showed great joy.

"The emperor!"

"Repel the enemy first, then talk about it."

Wind blade immediately said: "yes."

The two men took a deep look at each other. They led their men to kill the enemy. The enemy forces in the West have already lost too many cavalry and been overtaken by unidentified troops. Now they are in chaos in the face of mutual attack.

Countless soldiers had already thrown down their weapons, knelt down on the ground and crawled to one side with fear, hoping to stay away from the battlefield.

The wind blade also let the subordinates, while attacking and shouting, throw away their weapons and kneel on the ground. If the surrenders were not killed, they also promised that all the surrendering soldiers, who were willing to surrender, would be given food, beef, mutton and medicine. The original purpose of these robbers was to get these. Now they can get them without going all out. Too many soldiers immediately gave up their resistance, threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground.

The funny thing is that many of the soldiers who have already escaped turn around and come back after hearing the news, and join in the ranks of kneeling on the ground and surrendering.

The resistance became weaker and weaker. Even some generals, seeing that it was useless to restrain their subordinates, threw down their weapons and knelt down to surrender. In this way, in addition to the escaped generals, there are a few who are resisting. Countless generals kneel on the ground and try their best to climb to a safer place. Seeing that the situation is over, the soldiers who are still resisting either turn around and run away or throw away their weapons and kneel down to surrender.

In this way, the fierce battle of the West has come to an end!

The South was even more unbearable. Under the same slogans, the capitulators were saved from death, the obedients were given food, beef and mutton, and medicine. Because the main general of the South was determined to resist, and later he wanted to run away when he was in a bad situation. He was killed by his subordinates, and his head was cut off as a gift to alhan.

The situation in the north is no better than that in the other two directions. The only difference is that the chief general is a steady and resourceful man. He has ordered the army to stop in advance to resist the enemy in the rear, so there is not so much chaos.

When he learned that it was Jeddah who came to attack, and that Jeddah had made an extremely attractive promise, and that countless soldiers had thrown away their weapons and surrendered, the northern commander knew that something was wrong. Let alone fighting between the two sides, even if there is no such thing, as long as Jeddah has such a promise, I am afraid most of his subordinates will immediately abandon him and bow down at Jeddah's feet.

He immediately sent his confidants to visit Jeddah. If the Jeddah patriarch could provide all the food needed by his army and support him as the patriarch, he would lead the army to surrender. After returning to the tribe, when he became the patriarch, the tribe became a vassal of Jeddah.

Jeddah readily agreed to the other party's terms, but also first sent a small amount of food, beef and mutton, as well as medicine in the past.

As a result, the North did not even start a real fierce battle, so it calmed down.

The main generals of the West led some of their confidants to flee to the distance. However, these people who had fled were out of the weather, and fengqingxiao didn't want to pursue them.

All around the ground are surrender soldiers kneeling on the ground, holding their heads in both hands.

Wind blade excited Wan Fang, jumped off the horse and knelt down in front of Feng Qingxiao: "Lord..."

He was so excited that he couldn't speak. At the beginning, he took a thousand iron guards to go deep into the northern region. He thought that there was no doubt that he would die. He would never see the Lord again in his life. Don't want to today, unexpectedly see here again, lips slightly shaking, he looked up straight at the wind green sky.

Feng Qingxiao immediately turned over and dismounted, stretched out his hands to pull up the blade, and held him tightly: "blade, it's not a waste for me to see you."

"How did the Lord come here?"

He just slightly loosened his hand, and his hands were still on the shoulder of the wind blade. Feng Mou waved excitedly: "since I can't welcome you back, I'll be with you."

"Lord..."

Some of the iron guards who survived behind the wind blade had already knelt on one knee, and many people's eyes were moist.

Feng Qingxiao rushed over and helped him with his own hand: "get up quickly, I owe you too much."

"To die for the Lord is the honor of the minister."

The iron guards were filled with tears. They heard that Feng Qingxiao said that it was for them to come and be with them. They were even more grateful. Like the wind blade, they thought they would die. Today, when they suddenly saw Feng Qingxiao, they felt like two generations.

Blizzard did not come forward to disturb, issued a series of orders, clean up the mess.

Feng Qingxiao calms down a little quickly, and deals with the post-war affairs with Feng blade. He immediately sends someone to pass the news to Yun Zihuang, so as not to miss her.

Alhan left the affairs of clearing up the battlefield to his subordinates. With a few people, alhan ran to see the Lord and waited for his orders. What he said was beautiful. All he thought was when the food that Jeddah's eldest son and Black Whirlwind promised him would be available. Of course, although the patriarch is a little bit timid, he has enough brains.

After arriving at fengqingxiao, I realized that the "Lord" with the golden dragon head mask was the leader of all people.The eldest son of Jeddah was more important in his mind than Black Whirlwind. After all, he was the eldest son of the Jeddah patriarch and the successor of the future tribal patriarch. But when he came here, he saw that Black Whirlwind was giving orders. Jeddah's eldest son was following the wind blade. Everything was decided by Black Whirlwind. How could he not know that Jeddah's eldest son was not the master here.

But Black Whirlwind's extremely respectful attitude towards the LORD made him very strange and puzzled, and he immediately went to please the Lord.

The surrender soldiers were driven to work as coolies to clean up the battlefield and camp.

Feng Xue has a chance to see the wind blade. He kneels behind the wind blade on one knee: "humble Feng Xue, meet the commander."

Wind blade looked back at Feng Xue and laughed. He reached out to help her: "get up, commander of Tiewei. It's time for someone else to do it?"

Feng Xue came close to him with a smile and said in a low voice, "back to the commander, the position of commander Tiewei has been kept by the Lord for you. Since the commander went to the northern regions, we have only deputy commander, no commander."

Wind blade is silent for a moment. Looking at Feng Qingxiao not far away, he thought that Tiewei couldn't be without the main general since he had been away for such a long time. Someone must have taken his place as commander of Tiewei. It's nothing. He doesn't care. If he had been greedy for his position and power, he would not have taken only one thousand iron guards to the northern regions.

"The queen is here, too."

He was surprised: "where is the queen?"

The voice of the wind and snow was even lower: "treat the seriously wounded in a hidden place and guard the baggage. After the situation here is stable, the commander can see it."

"Newspaper, Jeddah patriarch comes."