After hearing the news from the Lingbing, everyone's expression changed drastically. Han Jian asked, "How many people are there?"

"It should be that the entire army attacked, with as many as ten thousand people!"

"Damn it!"

If it were normal, they would not be afraid of this number of people, but the situation is different now. They have just experienced a mutiny, with more casualties and a sharp drop in the number of people. How can they resist it?

It rained again overnight, this was the most difficult time!

Han Jian was busy saying, "Master, I'll go out first."

"I'll go command and arrange troops."

Another general, Dong Xian, also spoke.

"You guys wait!"

Chen Tang suddenly spoke, and he seemed to have recovered his strength and actually sat up by himself.

"Master!"

People are busy coming forward.

Chen Tang sat beside the bed, waved his hand to signal everyone not to speak.

He spoke: "All this should be Wang Kang's plan. As Lan Yulin said, it is true that he led me back to prevent and relieve the pressure on Zhao State, but there is another purpose, and he will destroy my remaining 100,000 troops!"

"For this purpose, he started preparing very early, and it started since I received his letter in Xuanhua, Yanzhou..."

"Since then we fell into the rhythm, and then he killed the Chen family members, deliberately provoking me, making me forcefully attack the city without rest!"

"After that, he used a trick to attack our army, causing a mutiny within our army and causing such a situation!"

Chen Tang sighed: "He... is going to close the net. Now is the best time to launch an attack!"

"He...winned!"

"Master!"

Hearing this, everyone present's eyes turned red.

As the commander of the three armies, when he said these three words, everyone knows what this means?

The handsome man seems to be older...

But Chen Tang's waist was straighter than before.

"Get paper and pen!"

"Master, what are you going to write? You dictate it, I'll write it on your behalf!"

"No, I'm going to write it myself."

Soon the long table of paper and pen was placed in front of him, and Chen Tang stood up.

He picked up the pen.

"The criminal Chen Tang, who was instructed by His Majesty, failed to complete the cause of attacking Zhao. The 200,000 troops were damaged and the generals were exhausted..."

"cough!"

"cough!"

After just writing a few words, Chen Tang coughed continuously.

"Master!"

"Don't write, it's not here yet!"

People's eyes were red and they were about to cry because they all knew that this was their great commander and they wanted to leave a last letter!

But Chen Tang was still writing, his hands began to shake, and his handwriting became sensual, but he was still writing.

"The general of Zhao State is named Wang Kang. This son is treacherous, scheming, good at plotting, and scheming. He is the most difficult person I encountered when I joined the army."

"I am not willing to die, but I hope Your Majesty can pay attention to it. If this son is not removed, it will definitely be a big problem for our country of Yue..."

"cough!"

"cough!"

The continuous dry cough even made him spray blood on the paper, dyeing it red, but he was still insisting on writing...

"Master!"

"Master!"

Someone has spoken out in pain.

"In this defeat, I will do my best to kill more enemies, die in the battlefield, and serve the country with my own power. After I left, I hope you can forgive my family members for many years of war, not seeking wealth and honor, but only seeking peace and safety..."

"cough!"

"cough!"

Writing while coughing is the last writing, and it is also a bloody book!

There is only one core of the writing. No matter what the result is, it must be removed before Wang Kang has actually taken shape!

This is not only his obsession, but also his profound feelings!

He never expected that he would have this day. He had an army of 200,000, but was defeated in the hands of an unknown young age.

His plans are endless, and the depth of his plans is simply unimaginable.

Chen Tang suddenly remembered something, it seemed that Wang Kang had never fought head-on with him since the war!

He has always been on the verge of guarding the ground.

But he beat him as the attacking side, which can explain everything...

"Chen Tang's last writing!"

The last four words fell, and Chen Tang breathed a long sigh, blood staining his clothes!

But his complexion seemed to have recovered a little.

"Han Jian!"

"The last one will be here!"

Chen Tang carefully folded the letter and delivered it to Han Jian.

"Master, I won't leave, I want to stay!"

Han Jian already understood what Chen Tang meant.

"Bring this letter and take your men to attack out. This letter must be handed over to His Majesty!"

"Master, you will take it with you personally, and I will definitely send you to break out!"

"I won't leave anymore, I can't leave either!"

Chen Tang said in a deep voice: "Wang Kang and I have never had a head-on battle in a true sense, this is an opportunity!"

"Even if I die, I will die on the battlefield!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Everyone was crying uncontrollably!

"Han Jian, how many years have you been with me?"

Han Jian cried and said, "It's been eleven years, the Grand Marshal! It's eleven years!"

"Eleventh Years..."

Chen Tang's eyes were deep, as if he was recalling them.

"I vaguely remember that I just recruited you at that time and now I have become a general."

Chen Tang said, "The two generals under my command are you and Dong Xian!"

"This battle is also the last time I teach you, at any time, no matter what the situation, you must keep your mind calm and remember it forever!"

"Remember, I remember!"

Both of them were in pain when they knelt down.

"You go and take your people away!"

"Master!"

"What? Don't you listen to me anymore? Leave some seeds for our army, and you can't just leave them all in my hands!"

"Master!"

Hearing this, Han Jian trembled suddenly, and he reached out to pick up the letter.

Chen Tang walked to the other side of the military camp, where there was a wooden rack with his armor hanging on it.

He spread his hands.
To be continued...