My older brother is Gao Huan.

Chapter 100 One general succeeds and thousands of bones wither
Gao Yu sat on his horse, his tall and straight posture forcing him to look down to see Anagui, who was kneeling before his horse, holding a bowl of wine high in his hands.

Just then, a ray of setting sun shone from behind him, and Gao Yu, who was facing away from the sun, was completely shrouded in shadow.

It added a touch of 'divinity' to him.

The tribal chiefs, kneeling on the ground, secretly looked up and were utterly shocked by what they saw.

Is it...

Is this Gaolang really a god sent down by the Eternal Heaven to help Anagui regain the Khan's throne?
Or perhaps, Gao Lang was the incarnation of the Eternal Heaven.

If so.

Even the noble body of Anagui, the Khan, was nothing compared to the honor of personally offering wine to the "Eternal Heaven."

The people on the grasslands are extremely superstitious.

Despite having far fewer men than the Gaoche troops, the soldiers' morale did not collapse; they stubbornly held on.

This was because Anagui's successful casting of the golden statue before the expedition greatly boosted morale.

That's why...

Soldiers and tribal chiefs alike regarded Gao Yu as the 'Eternal Heaven' or an envoy sent down by the 'Eternal Heaven'.

They turned the tide even in such a desperate situation.

It could only be that when the golden statue was cast, the Eternal Heaven had already blessed Anagui with the certainty of victory. When the battle turned against him, Anagui possessed Gao Yu and secured the victory.

Gao Yu paused for a moment before dismounting, helping Anagui up, and managing a weak smile.

"The Khan's status is so noble..."

Under any other circumstances, Gao Yu would have dismounted immediately. How could he have allowed Anagui, the Rouran Khan, to bow before him for so long?
The reason I seemed to react a beat slower was simply because my thoughts suddenly became a bit chaotic.

In this large camp, everyone from the Rouran Khan down to the ordinary soldiers regarded themselves as gods. In their eyes, they were the greatest contributors who turned the tide of the battle in a desperate situation.

It can be said that this battle was a victory against overwhelming odds!

As the Gaoche tribes scattered and fled in all directions, and as the Rouran tribes returned to their respective fiefdoms and pastures after receiving their rewards, the title of "Peerless Ghost God" would spread throughout the grasslands and even further afield with these people.

At this moment of reaping both fame and fortune.

I should have been happy.

But Gao Yu couldn't be happy at all; instead, he felt unusually heavy-hearted.

This was Gao Yu's first time leading troops into battle alone, and also the first time he experienced the pain of parting with the soldiers he had personally trained.

One will be a million bones.

The corpses beneath my feet include not only those of enemies, but also those of my own comrades.

They are not just a string of binary numbers when you play an SLG game, but living, breathing people, a group of comrades who have spent a long time with you.

Anagui, however, remained oblivious to Gao Yu's unusual emotional state and remained extremely excited.

He experienced a rollercoaster of emotions, almost thinking he was going to be captured alive by the Gaoche soldiers and taken back for a reward, but unexpectedly, Gao Yu, like a god descending to earth, directly reversed the battle.

From prisoner to ruler of the grasslands, the Rouran Khan!

There is great terror between life and death.

"Come, drink this wine first!"

Gao Yu did not refuse. He dismounted, took the golden wine cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

Anagui laughed upon seeing this, grabbed Gao Yu's hand and tried to lead him into the Khan's tent, but found that Gao Yu was standing still.

"Is Gaolang tired?"

"Someone is coming..."

Gao Yu shook his head, took a step back under Anagui's puzzled gaze, bowed and said, "Great Khan, many of my soldiers are wounded and waiting for treatment. I need to take them to find a medic."

"Why must Gao Lang go in person? I will send someone myself."

Anagui, however, did not take it seriously and immediately waved to call for help.

Gao Yu shook his head again, stubbornly refusing once more, "Great Khan, if the Gaoche people have already fled, please send soldiers with me to go back and clean up the battlefield. The corpses of my soldiers are still on the battlefield, and I need to bring them back."

Anagui was puzzled and somewhat embarrassed, a hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes.

Gao Yu really didn't give him any face.

He treated Gao Yu with the utmost respect.

He had taken the initiative to sing and dance for her, and even bowed and offered her wine, yet Gao Yu was so indifferent to him?

For the sake of a few ordinary soldiers, they actually disregarded the face of him, the overlord of the grasslands, the Rouran Khan.
Fortunately, Anagui did not react, but his face turned cold, and he gave the order.

"Guards! Take men and go with Gao Lang to survey the battlefield."

Gao Yu then bowed deeply and expressed his gratitude loudly, "On behalf of the fallen soldiers of the Xuanjia Army, I thank the Great Khan for his kindness!"

Say it.

Gao Yu then turned around, led his horse, and walked out of the Rouran camp.

………………

Under the protection of his personal guards and Batu and others, Yifu fled frantically and finally managed to shake off his pursuers.

at this time.

The setting sun was like blood, staining the sky a crimson red.

Where was the domineering and spirited demeanor that Yi Fu had displayed just half a day ago, reigning supreme over the grasslands?
In order to avoid revealing his identity, he discarded all the gorgeous and expensive armor he was wearing.

At this moment, he was disheveled, travel-worn, and extremely disheveled.

He still doesn't understand it.

Despite having 150,000 troops against 50,000, his forces outnumbered Anagui's by three times, and initially, the situation on the battlefield did indeed present an advantage for him.

The Rouran army was almost overwhelmed by his cavalry.

In the end what happened?
Why did the fleeing soldiers who ran back from the front act as if they had seen a ghost, shouting in terror, "The ghosts and gods have come!"
"Damn it! Ah!!"

Enraged, If drew his precious sword from his waist and swung it left and right repeatedly to vent his anger!

Before he could finish venting, he heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance!

People living on the grasslands are extremely sensitive to the sound of horses' hooves; some are even able to determine the exact number of horses by listening to the sound.

Batu lay on the ground, listening intently.

"About fifty people, this number... they shouldn't be pursuers, could they be scattered members of the tribe?"

Ifu was already a frightened bird.

He had just suffered a crushing defeat, one of the main reasons being that the surrendered Rouran tribesmen, seeing his unfavorable situation, immediately defected, leaving him caught in a pincer attack; otherwise, he wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

He immediately mounted his horse and instructed Batu and the others to nock their arrows.

As the approaching cavalry came into view, Yi Fu breathed a sigh of relief; they were indeed his own people.

It was Tudufa, personally appointed by Ifu, whose brother was Yueju.

When cavalry charge, Yue Ju is in charge of leading the supervisory team at the front, overseeing the battle.

Upon seeing Yueju, Yifu became enraged and kicked him to the ground, screaming hysterically.

"I didn't send you to the front lines to supervise the battle! Is this how you supervise the battle? What exactly is happening up there?!"

"Speak! Tell me!"

A sinister glint flashed in Yue Ju's eyes, but he still scrambled back to explain.

"I don't know either. The army was about to capture Anagui alive, but our momentum was suddenly interrupted."

"Just as I was about to go ahead to scout the situation, I saw many soldiers fleeing back in terror, shouting 'The ghosts and gods are coming!' Even after I led the supervisory team to kill dozens of fleeing soldiers, I could not stop the rest of the soldiers from running away with them."

"I saw a cavalry unit with a banner that read 'Xuanjia' charging into battle from afar."

"This cavalry force appears to be the heavily armored cavalry of the Great Wei, with both men and horses clad in heavy armor. Moreover, everyone wears a ghost-face mask. The leader is exceptionally brave, charging back and forth, repeatedly breaking through our army's formation. This caused our soldiers' morale to collapse, their fighting spirit to crumble, and ultimately, we suffered a crushing defeat..."

Upon hearing this crucial information, Yi Fu immediately inquired, "The Xuanjia Army? Armored cavalry? How many are there?" "I can't see clearly, but about forty or fifty."

"How many?"

"Fifty or sixty..."

Upon hearing the number, Yi Fu was stunned for a moment, then burst into a maniacal laugh, grabbed Yue Ju's clothes, his face fierce and his eyes wide open.

"Fifty or sixty?"

"You mean... my 150,000-strong army! Was routed by a mere fifty or sixty armored cavalrymen?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"

Yueju kept shaking his head, afraid that the emotionally unstable Yifu would take her anger out on him.

Ifu tried to calm himself down, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He turned around and was about to mount his horse.

But before they could see, Yue Ju suddenly drew a weapon from his waist, gripped the hilt with both hands, and thrust it forward with a fierce thrust.

puff!

The sharp blade pierced through Ippu's chest cavity.

Yi Fu suddenly turned his head and found that Yue Ju, who was always timid in front of him, had revealed a fierce expression like a jackal. He grabbed Yue Ju's arm in disbelief.

"you……"

"The Gaoche have no such Houlou Fule, but from this moment forward! I am the Houlou Fule of the Gaoche!"

"Useless trash like you can just watch from heaven as I lead my people to reclaim the fertile grasslands that rightfully belong to us!"

Yue Ju roared, drew his knife, and with another slash, knocked Yi Fu to the ground.

Blood gushed out and sprayed all over his face.

The incident happened so suddenly that Batu and the others didn't have time to react.

next second!
Yueju and his soldiers drew their weapons and pointed them at Batu and the others, while Yueju shouted loudly.

"I am the Hou Lou Fu Le of the Gaoche!"

Batu and his companion exchanged glances but did not resist.

Their orders were to protect the Gaoche's chieftain, but who exactly was the Gaoche's chieftain?

This is not important.

"I have met Hou Lou Fule."

Yueju laughed wildly. Even though there were only a little over a hundred people around him at the moment, as long as he could regain the position of Houlou Fule, he could raise the royal banner and recruit rebels, just like Anagui!

He looked in the direction behind him.

"Anagai, you just wait!"

"I don't believe that the gods and spirits of the Eternal Heaven will protect you forever."

"I will lead my army back sooner or later and reclaim my grasslands!"

………………

After the wounded were sent for treatment.

Gao Yu then led Mulan, Peng Le, and other people who were still able to move around normally, along with several wagons used for transporting provisions, to the battlefield.

He carried the corpses of his Xuanjia Army soldiers one by one onto the carriage.

Nearly two years of living and working together allowed Gao Yu to clearly remember the appearance and name of every Xuanjia soldier.

With each body found, Gao Yu's heart grew heavier. Looking at the familiar faces, the voices and smiles of the past seemed to appear before his eyes.

Now it has lost its life and become a cold corpse.

The final count was completed.

Sixteen armored cavalrymen were killed in action, 168 light cavalrymen were killed, and thirteen of the men brought by Peng Le were also killed...

This group of people had only recently joined the Xuanjia Army, yet they did not desert in the face of battle. Instead, they charged forward together and bravely faced death.

Peng Le had no expression.

He had experienced too many such life-and-death separations, and his heart was already numb.

But Mulan's eyes were red, and she couldn't hold back her tears.

Gao Yu patted his shoulder silently and continued to lead the way. At the foot of a familiar hill, Gao Yu found his warhorse that had died from exhaustion.

He crouched down and lay down on the horse's carcass.

He could only feel the coldness of the vest.

Before sunset, Gao Yu finally managed to bring back the corpses of his soldiers and the dead warhorses.

It will take the army at least a month to return to Huaishuo.

The bodies of these soldiers cannot be brought back.

The only solution is to strip them naked, burn their clothes, and collect their ashes to take away.

Mulan and Peng Le had already brought out the lit torches.

The brothers Tumen and Shidianmi also rushed over. Their camp was right next to the Xuanjia Army. Without Anagui's order, they did not want to return to their camp voluntarily.

After following Gao Yu in a personal charge into battle, the two brothers were completely convinced of Gao Yu's abilities.

The two were quite perceptive, noticing the somber atmosphere, and refrained from speaking.

"Commander."

Peng Le stepped forward and handed the torch to Gao Yu.

Behind them, apart from the wounded soldiers who needed to rest in bed, everyone who was able to get up came outside the military camp.

Gao Yu looked back at the soldiers behind him, then at the corpses in front of him.

They can never go back.

"Bring me the wine."

Immediately, a soldier brought over a jar of wine.

Gao Yu poured the wine onto the grassland.

"Brothers, I, Gao Yu, have failed you. I was unable to bring you back; this is my fault!!"

"me……"

Gao Yu, who had been suppressing her emotions, could no longer hold back at this moment and burst into tears.

But he still threw the torch out of his hand.

Immediately, as if exhausted, he collapsed onto the grass, utterly disoriented.

The soldiers of the Xuanjia Army were all deeply moved by what they saw, and they wept along with them.

Tumen and Shidianmi took a few steps back and then looked at each other.

On the grasslands, they are taught from a young age not to show their vulnerable side to anyone.

No one will sympathize with the weak; the weaker you are, the more you will be bullied!
Especially since the two brothers were of the bloodline of the Ashina chieftain, they had to maintain a dignified appearance and prevent anyone from discerning their true thoughts.

But at this moment, Gao Yu...

However, he showed his most vulnerable side to his subordinates.

"Is Gao Lang's move an attempt to win over the hearts of the people? I've heard that this is how the Han people of the Central Plains do it..."

Tumen shook his head. "Be careful what you say. Everyone in the Xuanjia Army trusts Gao Lang completely. Why would we need to use such methods to win people's hearts?"

"Perhaps... that's why these soldiers are even more drawn to risk their lives for Gao Langxiao."

P.S.: The next two chapters will be released tonight, so please be patient.

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