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Chapter 157: All grass and trees are soldiers

"General Zhao, General Jiang is trapped, please rescue him quickly."

"What?" Zhao Yun said in surprise. He didn't expect that Zhou Dewei was no longer a loser. Now that they had the advantage in strength, General Jiang was in danger.

"this…"

"General, a few miles away, the Zhou army has surrounded our army. If we don't rescue, our army will be in danger."

"This..." Now all the troops are controlled by Jiang Song, and he only has the 800 people he just brought out. After the killing just now, there are only more than 500 people left.

If you wait for Yu Jin's troops, you don't know how long it will take, and these 10,000 elite soldiers will be swallowed up. How can you have the face to see Han Yi? The 5,000 Zhou soldiers in the city cannot be used. Once on the battlefield, Zhou Dewei will be there.

Fanning the flames and causing a mutiny is not impossible...

Zhao Yun is also helpless. At this time, life and death are undoubtedly at stake!

"Everyone, listen, tie up wooden branches and straw for me, and the dust is gradually rising, as if there are thousands of troops and horses. Success or failure depends on this!" Zhao Yun gained wisdom in his anxiety, and soldiers are also crafty. He hoped that Zhou Dewei would be afraid of General Jin.

Bar!

"promise"

"Ding, the absolute attribute of Jiang Song Spear is activated, the force value is increased by 7, the force value of the Eight Treasure Exquisite Spear is increased by 1, the basic force value is 105, and the current force value is 113."

"Hahahaha, I will make you suffer in Korea today. Come on, brothers." Zhou Dewei was overjoyed, as if he was sure to win.

"Ah! Who dares to stop me?" Jiang Song said angrily.

"Ding, the absolute attribute of Jiang Song Spear is activated, the force value is increased by 7, the force value of the Eight Treasure Exquisite Spear is increased by 1, the basic force value is 105, and the current force value is 113."

The eight-treasure exquisite gun in his hand was like a mace, being thrown around. It was obvious that Jiang Song was a little broken. He just wanted to take advantage, but he didn't expect that Zhou Dewei actually wanted to eat him.

Zhou Dewei looked at the frantic Jiang Song. After the battle with Zhao Yun just now, Zhou Dewei knew that the battlefield was not the time to show off as a hero: "Archer, aim at that reckless man and shoot him to death."

"promise"

Jiang Song looked at the rain of arrows in the sky and said angrily: "How dare you show off even if it rains so lightly? Look at my Five Tigers Soul-Severing Gun."

Several gun shadows directly dodged the rain of arrows, turned around to avoid it, flipped up the giant shield with his left hand, and held the spear in his right hand. The shadows of the guns were like broken flowers, and the spear in his hand gradually resembled a plum blossom.

Zhou Dewei was helpless. He didn't expect that Han Yi had so many powerful generals, and he was totally unable to defend against them. He looked at Jiang Song and said angrily: "How can a man show off the courage of an ordinary man? Someone bring me a bow."

"call out"

Jiang Songnai was a veteran on the battlefield. He was looking in all directions and listening in all directions. He tilted forward slightly and felt a huge pain in his arm. For a moment, he was distracted. Zhou Jun found an opportunity and was hit by several arrows.

Black Yexiao Xiankai was bleeding from inside, and the arrows were irritating Jiang Song. Looking at the direction from which the hidden arrows were coming, Zhou Dewei still maintained his archery posture.

"Ah!" Jiang Song threw his left shield, and Zhou Dewei picked up his sword to block it, but he was still unable to stop it. He was knocked back several steps and his chest felt heavy. It was obvious that the blow just now was quite powerful.

"It's really... a tiger general," Zhou Dewei said with emotion after not speaking for a while.

Zhou Jun did not dare to step forward for a while. Jiang Song glared in all directions and roared: "Brothers, kill me..."

"kill"

After Jiang Song's encouragement just now, Han Zu was ready to fight to the death regardless of life and death...

"kill"

"General, look ahead, the dust is flying. I'm afraid reinforcements from the Korean Army have arrived!"

"oh"

Looking in the direction, the dust was flying. Zhou Dewei said in disbelief: "Could it be that Yu Jin's troops have arrived?"

"It's possible, General, retreat quickly!" the deputy general said helplessly.

Zhou Dewei was silent for a long time, but he didn't expect that he was a little too happy. This army made the dust fly. If it was really Yu Jin's army that came, he would have no chance. If it was fake, it would be his chance...

But there is no chance on the battlefield. He died in the battle, and no one dared to fight against South Korea. He calmed down and said: "We have won this battle. If this is Yu Jin's army, then we will be in a hard fight and the gains will not be worth the losses. Send the order to retreat."

"promise"

"withdraw"

The Zhou army retreated like a tide. Jiang Song knelt down on one knee, barely relying on his spear to hold on. He carefully counted seven or eight stray arrows on his body, varying in depth.

Zhao Yun saw corpses everywhere, and Jiang Song knelt down. Unable to bear such a big blow, he walked over and comforted him: "The victory or defeat of a general is a common thing for military officers. Don't worry too much."

"I...betrayed...my lord's trust," Jiang Song said painfully.

"Ah..." He looked up to the sky and screamed. The morning sun shone on Jiang Song's face. Han Yi was defeated and suffered heavy losses.

Zhao Yun helplessly counted the number of soldiers and found that of the 10,000 soldiers and horses, 300 were killed defending the city. After being ambushed, more than 3,000 people died, leaving more than 6,000 disabled.

The loss of one person, the loss of thousands of lives, Jiang Song went down helplessly, and the sunset was so red that it was impossible to see the blood on the ground clearly.

"If you can still move, stay and clean up your body to prevent the plague. The others will go back with me to recover," Zhao Yun said helplessly.

"South Korean Tiger Claw General Yu Jin came to help." Yu Jin hurriedly dealt with the camp and led more than 5,000 people in a hurry. When he came, he saw a river of blood here and a fierce battle took place.

"Zhao Yun has seen the general again"

"What happened here? Why didn't you defend the city and choose to fight Zhou Dewei in the field? Don't you know that their number is twice as many as yours?"

"It's hard to put it into words." Zhao Yun was in trouble and couldn't express it.

Yu Jin stopped asking questions and prepared to go back to resume his life.

Looking at the sunset, Han Yi felt a touch of warmth. The shouts of killing in the city were over. Zhao Yun and the others should have successfully defended.

"Lord..." Cao Cao came over and hesitated to speak.

"How's it going? How's the battle going..." Han Yi held a cup of water and drank. Cao Cao didn't know why but felt a little scared. Every time he saw Han Yi showing no emotion or anger, he always felt a little oppressed.

"My lord, General Jiang Song was injured. Of the 10,000 people injured, 2,000 were injured, and the dead... were 3,000," Cao Cao said with difficulty.

Han Yi paused while drinking tea, slowly lowered his hand and said calmly: "What's going on? How many casualties are there?"

"Because General Jiang Song was greedy for power and advanced rashly. Thanks to General Zhao Yun's stratagem, otherwise it would be difficult to survive."

"Where is Zhou Jun? Is Jiang Song seriously injured?" Han Yi's voice was very calm and nonchalant, as if it was harmless, and he began to worry about Jiang Song's injury.

"General Jiang Song was hit by seven arrows and fell unconscious. He has not yet woken up. The Zhou army has withdrawn to the west."

"West" Han Yi was thoughtful. After getting along with the King of Zhou, Han Yi gradually understood that the emperor was ruthless and also sentimental. It just depends on how he uses it!

The west is the direction of Qin, and it is close to Hangu Pass. I am afraid that I will have one more enemy.

The setting sun is like blood, the legacy of emperors throughout the ages, blood is the river, and bones are the boat.
Chapter completed!
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