"The victory is so bleak, the defeat is so tragic."

Chen Dao held the long knife in one hand and sighed helplessly as he looked at the already lonely battlefield.

"General, we have won, we have won."

Chen Dao saw two soldiers holding the already scarred Lei Peng as he gave his last congratulations and his last smile.

"Hurry, hurry, help General Lei to seek medical treatment."

Chen Dao has been fighting against every second until now, so Chen Dao has not been with this brother who has been through life and death.

In the end, Chen and these wounded and disabled soldiers returned to Wancheng in disgrace.

"Pa"

Xia Houyuan viciously threw a wine bowl to the ground and looked back at the generals who had returned from the battlefield.

"Damn it, so many people didn't win even a small Wancheng."

None of these generals dared to say anything, and Xia Houyuan cursed even more fiercely. At this time, all the generals' heads lowered even lower. The lower their heads were lowered, the more fierce Xia Houyuan's curses became...

In the end, only Zhang Liao whispered: "General, I also thought of a strategy to succeed in the first battle."

Xia Houyuan finally stopped, turned around and asked, "What is the plan?"

"General, don't be anxious. You see, Wancheng is surrounded by mountains on three sides. Since our frontal attack is ineffective, why don't we attack from behind the mountains? The back is all ruins. The enemy will never think of where we will attack from.

Coordinating the inside and the outside is not a victory."

Xia Houyuan suddenly laughed and praised Zhang Liao's good strategy.

"Okay, General Zhang, I will catch him by surprise tonight. I will lead the troops to attack now."

"No, general, let's lead the troops to attack. You will be the one to respond."

Although Xia Houyuan was willing to lead the army himself, he was so embarrassed to continue to lead the army that he personally led the army to such a huge defeat, so he had to agree to Zhang Liao's request.

After nightfall, Zhang Liao led more than 5,000 elite men and quietly climbed up the cliff. Just as they were approaching the top of the mountain, suddenly the torches lit up, illuminating the dark valley like daylight. Suddenly, Cao Bing's eyes flashed like a strong light.

The light stung everyone's eyes.

"Ah, ah..." Hundreds of people fell down under the strong light. Even if the soldiers who were not robbed by the strong light were hit by a large number of stones, rolling logs, and cannons..."

Finally, Zhang Liao shouted helplessly: "Retreat, retreat, retreat."

Xia Houyuan waited anxiously at the gate of the camp, but seeing only a group of defeated soldiers returning, Xia Houyuan had no choice but to catch the scarred Zhang Liao.

"Wenyuan, how could this happen?"

"General, I didn't expect the enemy's defense to be so tight."

Xia Houyuan really wanted to know that if he was punished now, the whole army would probably collapse, so he adopted a relatively mild attitude. That was because he had planned to launch another fierce attack to directly attack and kill these defeated soldiers of Wancheng.

Xia Houyuan took Zhang Liao and entered the Chinese army's tent. Then all the soldiers left, leaving only the two of them. I don't know what they were plotting. One of them was pointing at the map, and the other was drawing.

Pointing fingers, but both parties only saw it from the back. Maybe they were arguing about something, maybe...
Chapter completed!