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Chapter 1775: God is not beautiful

At this time, Han Xin was not in the military camp, but he was staring at the battle situation in Changping from the Zuoxiang Mountain in front of Changping. The smoke filled the air. Han Xin took the kettle from his waist and drank it happily.

stand up.

"Master! Junior Brother Zhong Hui has fallen into the trap! Why don't you go down and take charge of the overall situation?" Meng Yan wiped the sweat from his face. At this moment, he seemed like an ant on a hot pot, spinning around anxiously. Looking at Han Xin now,

He is as steady as an old dog and doesn't panic at all.

However, Han Xin glanced at Meng Yan behind him, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You think this war is going to be lost!"

"Otherwise! Master! This...!" Meng Yan pointed at Changping, where there was smoke everywhere, and then said: "According to your idea, master, don't you insist on attacking the city until Zhao Guoliang is exhausted? Junior brother, he...

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"Originally it was like this a few days ago! But news came from Chang'an! Food and grass logistics! We can't keep up! The fight continues! Not to mention supplying 300,000 people, even 100,000 people can't be supplied. Those who are here say

There are still 100,000 soldiers and horses in Handan. There are too many troops mobilized this time! The battle line is too long, and we will need food and grass to capture Jinyang later! We can only advance once!" Han Xin looked at Changping City, and he seemed confused.

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"So! Junior Brother, I have received your order from Master!" Meng Yan glanced at Changping City in shock, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"That's right! This kid knows that I'm betting this time! He takes my reputation into consideration! In order to avoid defeat! So...!" When Han Xin said this, a trace of guilt inevitably rose in his heart, but then he completely covered it up.

, rubbed his wrist, looked at Chen Tang beside him, and asked: "How long until the Yan army arrives!"

"General, the Yan army is less than a mile away from here and has already arrived outside Changping City!" Chen Tang wiped the sweat from his face and said with a serious expression.

"Be careful! Li Mu is a famous general in the world, and there is no guarantee that he will not have any back-ups! Pay attention!" Han Xin specifically gave one or two instructions, for fear of any accidents. Although Han Xin was bold in using troops this time, he was more careful.

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"promise!"

The war was raging! On the smoke-filled battlefield, Li Mu held a bronze sword and personally led the charge forward with his arms waving in the wind. After fighting for half an hour, more than thirty Korean troops died under Li Mu. Li Mu's physical strength

After spending most of it, the guards behind him quickly stepped forward to help Li Mu.

Li Mu looked back and glanced at the fighting situation around him. The sound of wailing could be heard in the fields. Both the Korean and Zhao armies were fighting with real fire. No one was willing to be outdone. Ma Yuan was like a killing god, with a drum, urn and golden hammer in his hand.

It was tumbling up and down, and there was no one that could be reconciled wherever it passed.

"Kill!" Li Mu was leading the Zhao army and the Han army in a fierce battle, but shouts of kill came from behind. All the original defenses in the west city were mobilized by Li Mu to participate in this field battle in the city. Li Mu had not held his whole body

The idea of ​​​​retreating, but now that the Yan army has attacked, it has cut off all Zhao army's retreat routes.

"General! This is not good! The Yan army is coming!" Guo Zhiyun wiped the blood and sweat from his face and came to Li Mu's side.

Li Mu turned around and glanced at Guo Zhiyun, only to see that he had been hit by an arrow in the back. He was holding the sword in his left hand to support the ground, trembling as if he would fall at any time. Li Mu came to his senses and took out the blood-stained cloth in his arms.

He used the blood on his hands to circle the map. After a while, Li Mu took a breath and gritted his teeth and said: "Han Xin! You are very good! You have even transferred the Yan army!"

"Impossible! Although Handan is close to Changping, it takes at least half a month to reach it! This may be Han Xin's suspect!" Guo Zhiyun pulled out the cold arrow from his back, picked up the shield on the ground and placed it beside Li Mu to prevent it.

Cold arrows were fired from all around.

"It's the cavalry! And with such a large-scale cavalry, I'm afraid it's the Black Cloud Cavalry of the Yan Kingdom!" Li Mu exhaled a long and heavy breath. It's really not as good as God...

"General! Now that our army has no advantage, it is better to set fire to it. The fire will take advantage of the wind! At worst, we will all perish together!" Guo Zhiyun said with a solemn expression.

"Okay!" Li Mu's eyes widened and he glanced at the increasingly strong wind. Li Mu immediately drew his sword and shouted: "Set fire! All soldiers! Approach Pinghe, there is water there! We can reduce casualties! Hurry!"

"Matrix, retreat slowly!" Guo Zhiyun immediately ordered to greet his soldiers and approached Pinghe.

"Boom...boom...!" With the ignition of kerosene and other dry substances, the surrounding fire became more intense than before, and many soldiers were disturbed by the fireworks and fell unconscious.

"General Zhong Hui! The fire is too strong! We can't rush through. Moreover, with the previous defeat, the soldiers have no intention of continuing the battle! We can't rush through!" the deputy general behind Zhong Hui said with a solemn expression.

"What are you afraid of! Wet the cloth with water and cover it with your nose!" Zhong Hui reached out and pulled out the cold arrow from his arm, took out a kettle and filled the cloth with water, and covered his mouth and nose with his palm.

"There's fire everywhere! Where's the water?" The deputy general looked at Zhong Hui holding a kettle in his hand. There wasn't much water in it, so it was enough for the army.

"A living person can still choke to death with urine! They all have handles down there, do you still need me to teach you?" Zhong Hui kicked the lieutenant away and was about to get on his horse, but saw that the soldier carrying the military flag was already crumbling.

, Zhong Hui quickly took off his mask, put it on the soldier's mouth and nose, raised a whip, and angrily said: "Please wake up! If the military flag falls, I will kill you!"

"General! What are you going to do...!" The deputy general behind saw him and was about to speak, but Zhong Hui said nothing. The next moment, the soldiers took the lead and used urine instead of water and covered their mouths and noses, thus reducing casualties.

"Go! We can't let Zhao Jun succeed!" Zhong Huihu roared and personally led his troops to join the battle.

"The thief general, please leave! Let's see my two brothers take you!" Le Shu and Le Chi were shocked. Each of them had an iron spear in their hands. They jumped up and down and killed dozens of Zhao generals in a row.

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Ma Yuan had been fighting with Liu Rengui before and had not paid attention to these two people. Now he could not refuse to take the head that was sent to him.

"I'm asking for death! Take my life!" Ma Yuan immediately mounted his horse, spotted the two men's flaws, and hit the orchestra pit with a powerful move. When Le Shu saw it, he immediately screamed inwardly and subconsciously waved his gun to kill him.

The orchestra blocked it, but just halfway through, Ma Yuan's sledgehammer changed his move! Lun's head was a blow.

When the hammer came down, his skull burst open and he died immediately. Lechi's face looked a little pale, and his movements were no longer as agile as before. However, Ma Yuan did not hesitate, killed two people with one blow, and immediately rode away.

A raging fire broke out in the city, and the fire spread quickly throughout the city. Casualties gradually became unavoidable. The Zhao army approached Pinghe, but the casualties were less! The Han army could not attack for a long time, so it was inevitable that it would become impatient and the casualties doubled.

"General, withdraw!" The deputy general looked at the burning fire, with a look of fear rising in his whole body.

Zhong Hui looked at the casualties around him and couldn't bear the pressure. Adding the wounds on his back, Zhong Hui became a little distracted. Looking at Zhao Jun who was waiting in full formation, Zhong Hui gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Prepare... to withdraw...

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"Rumble...!" The originally clear sky was filled with dark clouds at this moment, and a cold breeze hung around, giving the blazing Changping a hint of coolness.
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