"Tian Dan?" Yang Xi frowned and thought.

"Your Majesty must have wanted to imitate Tian Dan's Fire Ox Formation and use it to recapture more than seventy cities." Xun Jin held up the torch, stepped forward and said with a smile, "Back then, there were only two cities left in the Qi Kingdom, but now there are many cities in the Qin Dynasty, which is much better than before.

It’s very easy.”

"Xun Dianke, don't make random guesses. Your Majesty is determined not to do this." Yang Xi shook his head.

"Why?!" Xun Jin was puzzled, "There must be no shortage of cattle since Wucheng is close to the Wei River."

"Because Tian Dan's story is probably false!" Chen He shook his head.

"Exactly!" Zhongda nodded thoughtfully, "I once heard the swordsman from Qi say that when an ox encounters fire, it will panic and run around. It is impossible to just follow the will of others and charge directly into the enemy. Your Majesty is afraid that

I can’t learn from Tian Dan anymore.”

Ziying secretly laughed that Chongda's competitive spirit was always strong enough. He was obviously another swordsman in the world, but he didn't mention his name.

also...

Ziying also knew that Tian Dan's story was too legendary and had the color of Qi people's myth.

When the five kingdoms invaded Qi, both Yan and Qi used the strategy of burning cattle with fire in an attempt to defeat the enemy, and the result was just as Chongda said.

But now that the spirits are gone, the Jiujiang Army and the Qin Army are no longer able to fight. Han Xin is probably more familiar with the terrain around Wucheng than he is. There is no other way but to use external force...

"Let's go." Ziying said helplessly, "Even if it doesn't work, maybe we can come up with another way when we get to Wucheng."

The army was speechless, and the fighting spirit that had just risen in the Jiujiang soldiers, who were at the end of their battle, gradually dissipated on the way. They endured their tired bodies and shed sleepy tears quietly.

Amid the roar of anger, the formation was already unstable.

In the north, at the foot of Huashan Mountain, the lowered Western Wei army looked at Ziying's army from a distance and talked about it.

"Are these the reinforcements brought by Ziying? It seems...not as scary as Commander Han said."

"If they follow the trend and go west and ignore those who go east, they will be quite capable. If they go halfway and then come back to die, Ziying is still a fool."

Kuai Tong and Han Xin divided their troops into two groups. Han Xin attacked Wucheng, and Kuai Tong led his troops to ambush Huashan. If Zi Ying got entangled with Han Xin's army, Kuai Tong could lead it from the north to encircle and annihilate it.

"It shouldn't be..." Kuai Tong stroked his beard and couldn't figure out the reason for Ziying's return.

"Mr. Kuai, follow them quickly. If Ziying and his party enter Wucheng, our army will have to spend some time to attack again." The soldiers of the Western Wei Dynasty reminded them.

Kuai Tong shook his head slowly and said with a smile, "There is no need to worry about this. Just for the sake of a martial city, Ziying will not take the risk of returning. He must not be able to bear to see the reinforcements die, right? It's a woman's kindness."

Kuai Tong said, stood up and stretched his waist, "Follow me and send this king who should have perished long ago on his last journey!"

.....

"Stop standing there, run!"

In the east of Wucheng, Ge Liang gritted his teeth and roared, holding the reins with his bleeding hands and evacuating quickly. The already weak Jiujiang Army followed behind him with a red face.

Xuan Hu played with the sword in his hand and sent troops to chase him without haste.

"The entire army must remember not to chase them too hastily or let them escape. The people in Jiujiang are all fierce. Wait until they are completely powerless and then kill them one by one!" Xuan Hu said leisurely.

When Ge Liang heard Xuan Hu's military order, he was filled with shame and anger. He wished he could turn around and fight to the death. But he knew that turning back would mean death and he could only be teased like a prey in winter hunting.

The road here was extremely long. Ge Liang had thought that Wucheng was approaching more than ten times, but every time he realized that the journey was less than half way.

thump--

Ge Liang moved forward and fell to the ground. In an instant, along with the pain from the last injury, a sharp pain like a bone crack spread between his thighs.

The horse that should have been underneath him fell sideways, foamed at the mouth, and died.

"Ge Liang! Your horse is exhausted. Are you still running?" Xuan Hu shouted, "I will give you a chance. You and I will have a showdown in swordsmanship. How about I give you one hand?"

"Commander, get up quickly, mount your subordinate's horse and run!"

The surrounding Jiujiang troops helped Ge Liang up and hurriedly helped him onto the back of another horse that was about to die from exhaustion.

"But what about you..." Ge Liang hugged the horse's neck and almost forgot how to breathe.

"Our lives... are worthless!" Jiujiang Bing said anxiously, "Commander, run away quickly. Let the king avenge us someday and dig up the ancestral graves of Shen Yang and Han Xin!"

"drive!!"

The Jiujiang Army roared with saliva stuck to their lips, slapped the horse's butt hard, and then turned around and fought back to the east.

"Come back! Wucheng is almost here!"

"Send greetings to the king for us!"

Ge Liang's whole body was sore. He endured the pain and pushed his neck back, looking at the backs of everyone in the distance.

Perhaps it was because of the unbearable pain that Ge Liang's tears filled his cheeks.

"If the current leader of Sakura Kingdom can survive, Shen Yang, Han Xin...Zi Ying, this revenge must be avenged!"

In early winter, white smoke rises from the Wei River and slowly floats to the south.

In the white mist, Ge Liang couldn't see the battle behind him at all, but listening to the thunderous killing sounds and screams that penetrated the smoke, Ge Liang also knew... There was a massacre behind him, and it was his mistake.

To.

Another horse died of exhaustion, and Ge Liang crawled on the ground and clawed the ground with his hands.

After an unknown amount of time, the killing sounds behind him disappeared, and the firelight shone through the white mist.

"Ge Liang...you have no way to retreat!" Xuan Hu said with a smile, holding his sword, "It's a pity that this place is less than half a house away from Wucheng, but you can't go back."

The white mist lingered for a long time, and Ge Liang's desire to be discovered by Wang Zhou of Wucheng completely died.

With long hair covering his face, Ge Liang struggled to sit upright facing east, "Stop talking nonsense, kill if you want, I have nothing to fear, commander!"

"Then I will help you." Xuan Hu drew his sword and galloped towards him.

Ge Liang closed his eyes and waited for death.
Chapter completed!