Chapter 17: Heaven Immortal Zhao Kingdom
Cut down, lift, chop down, lift again... After repeated cycles, all martial arts are no longer useful. Only the simplest chopping is the sharpest attack method.
When he found that the guards around him died to protect him, Li Yu's eyes were filled with blood-red bloodshots. He wanted to rescue the guards next to him several times, but he knew that he could not stop. The entire Qin army camp had been stirred up by him. He and the red flag beside him were the direction marks of the five thousand black armored elite cavalry.
If he stopped, the entire cavalry would be trapped in a lot of siege. At that time, the extremely combative cavalry would become a target at slaughter. At this time, Li Yu did not care about wiping the blood on his face, and could only keep moving forward, exerting all the power in his body, and splitting everything in front of him.
"General, let's go quickly. You are our head coach and you must not be in trouble."
"I will be the head coach, how can I leave?"
Wang Ling pushed away the guards beside him and walked outside the camp to watch the fires that kept igniting in the camp. Crafts of shouts and killing sounds came over. He knew that it was the Zhao cavalry who was rushing at his soldiers, but he could only watch here and was powerless.
After nearly a month of uninterrupted siege, the Qin soldiers' spirits had reached the extreme. After being attacked by the powerful Zhao cavalry, the suppressed panic suddenly erupted. The entire camp had exploded, and even with the strict discipline of the Qin army, it could not be restrained. At this time, if Wang Ling led his troops to organize soldiers to intercept the city, it would have no effect and would become the target of the Zhao army's kill. If he died, the entire Qin army camp would no longer exist, and even the army attacking Zhao would be completely dispersed.
Looking at the direction where the shouts of killing came, Wang Ling couldn't help but remember the day when he first came to the city of Handan.
With a high spirit, he led a hundred thousand troops to the city of Handan. Wang Ling thought that Zhao, who had experienced the defeat in Changping, was ready to capture the war. When he saw the Handan city wall that was more powerful than Xianyang City, and the Zhao soldiers standing on the city, Wang Ling found that the face of Zhao soldiers clearly showed a face that would never surrender or revenge. At that time, he felt unspeakable uneasiness.
Therefore, Wang Ling did not launch a large-scale attack from the beginning, but only a small force attacked Handan City. First, it reduced the Zhao army's ambition to die, second, the weather was cold, and it was not suitable to attack, third, there were many soldiers in the army he brought with him who had just joined the army, which needed some training. In the Battle of Changping, the Zhao army's dying counterattack caused heavy losses to Qin State, and nearly half of the Qin veterans suffered casualties, and Qin State's victory was also a tragic victory.
But what Wang Ling did not expect was that when the Qin army's morale was about to reach its peak, the Zhao army, which could not be concealed, suddenly began frequent night attacks, which made the Qin army soldiers unbearable and their morale plummeted.
In order to maintain the morale that reached the highest point, Wang Ling launched an attack when the Qin army had just completed the encirclement of Handan City. However, the strength of Handan City was beyond Wang Ling's imagination. The 150,000 soldiers attacked continuously for nearly a month, but the few soldiers climbed the city tower and died in vain. To this end, five lieutenants led by 5,000 troops have died in battle.
Looking at the city with high walls and thick walls, Wang Ling couldn't help but feel a little bit of retreating, but the situation was already like this, and he could no longer retreat. No matter how difficult it is to chew Handan City, it would have to continue to chew.
"General, Zhao's army has retreated."
I don't know how long it took, Wang Ling was awakened from the thoughts of the guards, and found that the shouts of killing around him had become weaker, and only a faint groan of pain came. He knew that the attack on Handan had failed, so he ordered the guards helplessly: "Send someone back to Xianyang to report the message and ask the king for reinforcements."
"promise."
After more than half an hour of rushing in the Qin army camp, Li Yu did not take this opportunity to kill the commander's tent, but instead rushed out of the Qin army camp with his cavalry. If he really killed the head commander of the Qin army, then Handan City would face the more crazy attack of the Qin army's soldiers. This situation is the best now. I believe that after the Qin army's bombing, he will no longer be able to organize an effective attack on Handan City, and Handan City can breathe a sigh of relief.
"Xu'an, send someone to Cizhou to report to the general."
"Follow the order."
When he returned to Handan City, he had just entered the north gate. Li Yu saw King Zhao coming to greet him in person, which made him quickly turn over and get off the horse and half kneel on the ground, but his heart felt ache: "I will pay homage to the king."
"Greetings to the king."
Looking at the soldiers returning from blood, Zhao Wangdan felt excited. This was his soldiers of Zhao State, this was his pride of Zhao State. Zhao State has not yet been defeated, and there is still hope.
"I am here to thank you for Zhao*min." He bent down slightly, and Zhao Wangdan bowed to the soldiers in front of him.
"Thank you, King."
"Thank you, King."
"General, please get up quickly, soldiers."
After personally helping Li Yu up, Zhao Wangdan sighed. He didn't expect that such a general appeared in the crisis of Zhao State, which made him believe that the heavens will not destroy Zhao State and that Zhao State will definitely survive.
Li Yu was dragged to the camp by King Zhao, so he felt so depressed. Now he just wanted to treat the wound on his shoulder, take a hot bath, and have a full meal, but now he can only accompany King Zhao to perform this show that is not a show.
Fortunately, it is late at night, and the entire Handan city is under military control. Not many people come out to watch the fun, otherwise Li Yu would be a little unbearable. However, he believes that this matter will spread throughout Handan tomorrow morning. After a month of hard support, the people of Handan City really need a stimulant to relieve the mountain-like pressure.
"Li Qing must have been tired after running around all night, so I won't disturb you from resting. I will hold a banquet for Li Qing to celebrate the merits." After sending Li Yu to the gate of the camp, Zhao Wangdan let go of Li Yu's hand.
"Thank you, your husband." Li Yu originally wanted to say that it was too early to celebrate the commendation, but he swallowed it back when he was at his mouth. King Zhao was so excited that he could not let go. In order to gain greater power, what's wrong with being a treacherous minister.
After seeing off King Zhao, Li Yu quickly returned to the camp, and his personal guards brought him medical officers to treat him. Although the medical facilities and treatment methods of this era were a bit backward, with Li Yu's strong system, there was no problem with minor injuries.
He didn't pay much attention when he was rushing. After taking a shower and relaxing, Li Yu felt the severe pain on his shoulders. He was relieved after being applied with the injury medicine. However, he was told by the medical officer not to use force at will within a few days.
"General, someone is here in the palace." Li Yu, who had been bandaged, was secretly eating two dishes and one soup in the tent. Unexpectedly, Xu An reported outside the tent at this time.
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Chapter completed!