"There is a trap! Retreat quickly!" Fan Kuai's expression changed and he quickly called the soldiers in front to stop. He used his body to lure the enemy into a trap and used his evil words to confuse the morale of the army. Li Yuan was indeed extremely cunning.

"Boom!" The sound of falling into a pit came from the back formation, accompanied by the unlucky Fan's scream, which made Fan Kuai's heart skip.

"General, big things are not good. We have been trapped and there are traps in the back!" The screams of death by companions were like envoys who caught souls in hell, making Fan's soldiers extremely desperate.

On the way when Fan Jun came, straight tunnels stretched out like snakes, dozens of feet away. In the middle of the road, there was a path that only one person could pass sideways, and the wooden boards on it were clearly visible. Qin Gou did tamper on the road, but he didn't know how the road that was safe and sound when he came here just now became a deadly trap.

The achievements of Li Yuanjun soldiers working in Daliang City for many days were revealed, which was equivalent to the pipeline repair in later generations, and the cables were buried to the roads. Under Li Yuan's order, the Qin army soldiers turned the roads in Daliang City into murderous sewers. Under the waterway, bamboos were sharpened and inserted upside down. Once a person fell, they were like a bunch of candied haws during barbecue, which were also red, but this time it was blood flowing.

"Roar over!" Fan Kuai shouted angrily, waved his heavy sword to command the soldiers to squeeze into the narrow path. Fan Kuai was very confident. Even if there was only one road in Huashan, he believed that his soldiers could defeat the enemy.

——.

Li Yuan looked coldly at Fan Jun who was in a state of inability to advance and retreat, raised his right arm high, and behind him, a black Qin army flag with gold edges fluttered in the wind.

"Big Qin, fight, fight, fight!" Li Yuan shouted loudly, waved his right arm fiercely, and the flag immediately gave the flag to ambush the Qin army with all its strength.

"Old Qin, let me regain my world, and my blood will not flow dry, and I will never stop fighting!" Qin Ge was so proud that he was erected, and teams of Qin generals lined up with bamboo guns amid the singing.

"Kill!" Under heavy pressure, the soldiers of Fan's army could not help but shout. Under the leadership of a brave general, a team of Fan's soldiers lined up along the path.

"Ouch!" Before taking a few steps, Fan Juntun General's eyes burst into tears, and a long bamboo gun flashed and stabbed towards his face with a cold light.

"Swish!" The bronze sword was accumulating strength, and with the powerful wave of General Fan's army, he cut off a piece of bamboo spear and flew out. General Fan Juntun was overjoyed and rushed forward, trying to leap through this obstacle.

"Peng - bang!" The broken bamboo gun suddenly stretched forward, drilled out from under General Fan Jun's climax, and then suddenly stepped left and right, causing General Fan Jun, who was already unstable in gravity to fall into a trap.

At the other end of the bamboo gun, a Qin soldier held a gun in his hands and looked at the scene in front of him with a surprise expression. Obviously, he was not prepared for the results of the battle just now. The gap between the soldiers and the officers was not only reflected in their identity, but also in their experience in fighting, confidence and other aspects. If they were to fight in another place, ten soldiers might not be able to withstand an experienced garrison leader.

The soldiers of Fan, who were scrambling to the point of being crowded on the extremely narrow path. The ones in front were blocked by the threat of the Qin army's long bamboo spears, and the speed of advance was almost zero. The soldiers behind were eager to get out of the trap, but kept squeezing forward. As a result, many soldiers in the middle could not stand and were squeezed down from the tunnel, resulting in a long string of meat skewers on the bamboo thorns below.

The bamboo gun was so powerful that it made Fan Kuai's soldiers miserable. Compared with the bamboo gun that was several feet long, their weapons could not reach the Qin army no matter how they stretched them. Even if they were lucky enough to cut off the bamboo gun, they would just make the distance slightly closer. Lucky things could not happen, not to mention that the bamboo gun that was stabbed was not just one.

Fan Jun was depressed and was attacked from front to back. The easy battle that he thought he could get benefits has now turned into a massacre, and it was his own side who was massacred. Some desperate soldiers began to jump out of the tunnel and tried to swim through this dangerous road, but they didn't expect that they would scream as soon as they got into the water.

"Despicable Qin Dog!" The water was covered with long and short bamboo thorns. Even if a corpse was hung on it, the short thorns underneath could still pierce the feet of the Chu soldiers.

"General, hurry up, let's break the wall and run!" A Chu army marquis shouted urgently. He was quick to learn and came up with a solution that was not a solution. The Qin army set up ambush on both sides. If he wanted to break out, he had to open the wall from both sides and rush out.

"Break the wall!" Under Fan Kuai's command, a team of soldiers of Fan Army began to thrust into the gaps in the stone wall with heavy shields and sharp swords. Under the rotation of gravity, the stone began to loosen a little.

Gan Houbo and Zhou Xing's two Qin troops continued to press up on the Fan army in the encirclement. Unlike the unprepared Fan Kuai army, the Qin army would lay thick wooden boards every time they stepped forward to shorten the distance between the two sides and facilitate the stabbing of bamboo spears.

After several rounds of confrontation, Fan's soldiers finally collapsed, sat down on the ground, threw their weapons aside, and silently waited for the fate of being captured.

"Report, Fan Kuai broke through the wall and ran away!" Gan Houbo said in a panting and shameless manner to Li Yuan commanding the battle. The side of Fan Kuai running happened to be his defense zone. He was only concerned about intercepting large groups of enemy troops. He did not expect that Fan Kuai would find a breakthrough from the solid stone wall.

After years of weathering, cracks began to appear in many places, which gave Fan Kuai a glimmer of hope for his escape.

"Don't worry, he can't run away!" Li Yuan sneered and ordered Gan Houbo to continue to stay and sweep the battlefield. He chased Zhou Xing and Luo Jia in the direction of Fan Kuai's escape.

Daliang East.

There were only a few people left by Fan Kuai. During the breakout battle just now, they were intercepted by Qin soldiers from time to time. After losing more than 600 elite soldiers, Fan Kuai no longer had the fighting spirit to fight with the Qin army. He just thought about quickly leaving this ghost town that he hated and would never forget.

"Dadadada--!" The sound of horse hooves broke, and the desolate Qin drums sounded in the wilderness. A Qin cavalry appeared in Fan Kuai's vision, and the black armor was like a ghost, like a team of ghostly ghost cavalrymen who were seeking souls.

"Ah!" Fan Kuai shouted, staggering forward. His steps were already scattered and his confidence was almost collapsed. No one could still remain awake after suffering setbacks.

"Shoot!"

A group of shiny triangular arrows hit like raindrops, causing Fan Kuai's body to shake violently. Slowly, his eyes began to dissipate, and the heavy sword in his hand also fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!