The Xianbei people indeed broke through Jimen Pass. This Ye family had been defending the heroic pass that the Ye family had been holding for more than 40 years. After the Xianbei people's attack for several months, they finally couldn't hold on. The 100,000 Zhenbei Army fought to the end, leaving only about 20,000 combat power and tens of thousands of wounded soldiers.

These people retreated from Jimen Pass to Jizhou City, but they still could not stop the crazy attack of the Xianbei people. In the end, even Jizhou City could not be defended. Deputy General Wang Dun first ordered the evacuation of the wounded soldiers, and he led the remaining 20,000 Zhenbei Army to defend Jizhou's rear. However, since he had entered the pass, the cavalry could move freely. The wounded soldiers transferred by Zhenbei Army were soon chased by the cavalry of Yuwen's unit, and the formation was instantly dispersed. Even if the comrades vowed to resist to the death, not many of these wounded soldiers could escape.

On the way from Yancheng to Jizhou, there were blood, corpses, broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, and the Zhenbei Army, which was dispersed in a mess. Ye Mao, who was nine feet tall, rode on a horse, looked at the corpses everywhere with expressionless expression, and his face turned pale.

He practiced martial arts with Ye Sheng since he was a child. When he was twelve, Old Man Ye found two death row prisoners for him to practice courage. Later, he often took the generals of the Duke of Chen's mansion to suppress bandits and thieves. When he was fifteen or sixteen, he had dozens of lives under his command. During the Taikang period, he followed Li Xin and Ye Ming to fight the west, and had witnessed the scene of tens of thousands of casualties. In the sea of ​​blood, Ye Mao crawled out without changing his expression.

But now, facing the bodies of Zhenbei Army, the third generation Duke Chen was pale and his eyes were slightly red. While collecting the remains of Zhenbei Army, he led people to bury the bodies of Zhenbei Army. The group rushed from Yancheng to a place only fifty miles away from Jizhou before he stopped moving forward.

At this time, in the southwest of Jizhou City, there were still thousands of Zhenbei Army fighting to the death. The thousands of soldiers were led by Deputy General Wang Dun. They were the Zhenbei Army behind the last hall, but the Zhenbei Army had almost no cavalry. Although these people could barely resist under the attack of the Xianbei Army, it was obvious that the maneuverability was too different. As long as they were slowly consumed, the last thousands of Zhenbei Army would be slowly eaten by the Xianbei Army.

Ye Mao, who was riding on the horse, could no longer bear it. His eyes were scarlet, holding an iron spear in his hand, roared angrily, and shouted: "Follow me to move forward and cover his comrades back!"

The imperial guards still have military qualities. Although they knew that they would face the Xianbei barbarians when they rushed up, the 20,000 people behind Ye Mao still followed Ye Mao forward without hesitation.

At this time, most of the last thousands of Zhenbei Army were exhausted. Wang Dun, the general who led the army, had already taken the battle to kill the enemy, covered in blood. After the deputy general of Zhenbei Army tried his best to kill a Xianbei man, he was shot in the back by the Xianbei archer. Fortunately, he was wearing iron armor. Although the arrow shot through the armor, it only entered half an inch of flesh. Wang Dun was in pain and roared angrily, and was about to turn back and fight back.

At this time, a deafening cry of killing came over.

A nine-foot-tall man, holding a black iron spear, was in his hand, and the ink was splashing ink. The rash man took the lead and rushed directly into the Xianbei formation. With only one collision, the Xianbei formation suddenly scattered.

After the big man rushed for a while, he rode his horse to Wang Dun and shouted: "Uncle Wang, take your brothers back, I'll deal with it here!"

Wang Dun was exhausted at this moment and had a lot of blood left. The sight in front of him was slowly beginning to blur. After hearing this familiar voice, he immediately shook his spirit and said loudly: "Major General!"

When Ye Mao was leading troops in Zhenbei Army, the veteran general Ye Ming was still there, so everyone in Zhenbei Army called him Major General. Although Ye Ming was no longer there at this time, the title could not be changed for a while.

Ye Mao shouted loudly: "Retreat quickly. I have greeted Uncle Li. He also brought 20,000 people to meet you from behind. When you retreat to Yancheng, you will be safe for the time being!"

Wang Dun no longer hesitated. He first looked at the situation, and then immediately commanded the remnants of Zhenbei Army to retreat. He was also helped by someone to horses. Before leaving, he whispered to Ye Mao: "Major General, please take care of him!"

Duke Ye on the battlefield naturally could not hear Wang Dun's voice. At this time, his shoulder was shot by the Xianbei sharpshooter, but neither of them was too deep. He didn't care. A heavy iron spear swung into a black circle. Every time he swept it, he could take away four or five lives.

The armor on his body was the best in the Great Jin Dynasty, and there were many personal soldiers around him. He was like a chariot on the battlefield, running rampant!

The Xianbei people, who have always been brave, were also frightened by Ye Mao's style of playing. When facing Ye Mao, they felt a little nervous.

At this time, Yu Wen Zhao, who was watching the battle on a nearby high slope, was looking at Ye Mao's direction. After looking for a while, he slowly put down the Qianli Mile Mile in his hand, and said with a complicated expression: "This man should be Ye Mao, the contemporary Duke of the Ye family?"

Fan Cheng also looked at it with a Qianli Mile Mile, then nodded and said, "He is nine feet tall and has excellent martial arts skills, most of it is."

Yuwen Zhao frowned.

"Before my father died, he once said how powerful the war god in the Southern Jin Dynasty was, how could he defeat the former Northern Zhou Dynasty with his own strength..."

"I didn't believe these words before, after all, on the battlefield, personal courage is not worth mentioning."

Speaking of this, Yuwen Zhao looked at Ye Mao's direction again and sighed quietly: "Now I believe it a little. This new Duke of the Ye family is only a hundred enemies at most, but it is not an exaggeration to say that his aura is a ten thousand enemies."

Fan Cheng stood behind Yuwen Zhao and lowered his head and said, "Lord, they are almost all infantrymen. Should we send more people to leave this head of the Ye family here..."

"Send someone? Who will I send?"

Although Jimen Pass had been locked, Yuwen Zhao had no joy on his face. He glanced at Fan Cheng lightly and said, "In the past few months, our division has killed almost 70,000 or 80,000 people, of which more than 40% of the people in my tent account. The other three divisions are no longer willing to release people. How many people do Mr. Fan want my tent to die again?"

Yuwen Zhao had no expression on his face.

"If you die again, will the lieutenant have the final say or the other three have the final say?"

Although the Xianbei tribe took almost half a year to chew Jimen Pass, it would be a price to make a comeback after chewing this heroic pass. In the past few months, Yuwen Zhao's king's tent was released, and he attacked the city without considering life and death. As a result, although Jimen Pass was defeated, Yuwen tribe was already injured.

Fortunately, after the Jimen Pass was built, Jimen Pass went south for thousands of miles to the bank of the Yangtze River. There was no longer too much obstacle. Although it cost a lot to take Jimen Pass, this price was not worth it!

After passing Jimen Pass, you can step on the Central Plains with a flat horse!

However, now, after Yuwen Zhao occupied Jizhou City, he still needs to rest for a while. He first treated the wounded and then slowly carried out the next move. It is impossible to send troops to kill Ye Mao hard.

Fan Cheng sighed and did not say anything more. Instead, he bowed to Yuwen Zhao and said, "Lord, although we have occupied Jizhou City, we cannot lose our hearts if we want to restore Old Zhou. What subordinates mean is that after entering Jizhou City, try not to disturb the lives of the people of Jizhou..."

Yuwen Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, looked back at Fan Cheng, expressionless.

"After fighting for half a year, tens of thousands of people died. At this time, there was a little success, but Mr. Fan asked me to restrain my clan members?"

He said slowly: "I can't restrain myself. If I continue to restrain myself, they should make me rebellious."

Fan Cheng frowned deeply, and he looked up at Yuwen Zhao and said slowly.

"Get money and stuff... OK."

"But at least... you can't kill people randomly..."

Yuwen Zhao lowered his head and wiped his Qianli Milestone with his sleeve, but he didn't seem to hear what Fan Cheng was saying.
Chapter completed!