Bad news kept coming, and Lin Zhao, who had fought bloody battles for half his life, started to sweat on his palms.
"General, it's not good, the troops on the front line are beginning to retreat."
"The supervisors can no longer stop them, and their morale has begun to collapse."
"General! We have found out that the heavy armor battalion sent by Qin Feng is the guards of the Tianji Camp!"
"Five hundred Tianji battalion guards and a thousand servants are advancing steadily, tearing apart our formation. Without heavy armor to resist the line, our side has suffered heavy losses and is completely defeated."
Nowadays, among all the soldiers in the world, who has not heard of the name "Tianjiying Guards"? !
The Tianji Camp guards trained by Qin Feng are said to be at the pinnacle of infantry combat, and this is exactly the case. There is absolutely no exaggeration.
Whether it was the guards of the Tianji Camp who followed Qin Feng, saved their mother thousands of miles away, or beheaded Beidi's legendary tooth general Zhong Ling on the spot.
Still guarding Daqingshan, facing eight or nine thousand enemies with Qin Feng, Jin Chan finally escaped from his shell and successfully escaped.
As raiding elites or heavily armored warriors, the guards of the Tianji Camp can be called works of art in war. It is as if these guys, under Qin Feng's careful craftsmanship, have been completely born for war.
With the same or even twice the number of troops, looking at the entire southern border, not even a single general is confident that he can defeat the Tianji Camp guards.
"five hundred……"
"Qin Feng actually hid so many Tianji Camp guards..."
Lin Zhao's face was horrified, and he was confused in his heart. He didn't understand where Qin Feng got the courage. He was almost crushed before, but he could still keep calm and save the Tianji Camp guards until the end.
Now Lin Zhao can no longer stop the Tianji Camp guards. This war has been lost...
"Send my order...retreat..."
Lin Zhao reluctantly issued the order, and the generals around him were all dumbfounded. They racked their brains and couldn't figure out why they fell short in the end when they clearly had all the advantages.
"General, we can't retreat. Once we retreat, we will no longer be able to go north."
"We have invested too much in this war, and this withdrawal is equivalent to wasting all our efforts."
"The siege of Gusu City is about to be torn apart. How can we give up at the last moment?"
Faced with the doubts of the generals, Lin Zhao could no longer bear it and let out an angry shout.
"A bunch of idiots!"
"The enemies guarding the eastern front are all northern troops and horses. The combat effectiveness of the northern troops and horses is obvious to all of you. Being able to consume them like this is already our limit."
"Now that the enemy's heavy armor battalion is pushing forward, what can we do to stop it?"
"Continuing to fight is just a meaningless waste of troops. If we retreat in time now, we can still retain some of our effective forces and continue to fight against Qin Feng."
Faced with Lin Zhao's scolding, everyone suddenly became silent.
Lin Zhao's face was livid. Although he said that he would not have to worry about leaving green hills without firewood, he felt desperate in his heart.
As a general, he knew all too well how costly this retreat would be.
It would take at least a year and a half for the Southern Territory to form another large army and assemble it near Gusu City without anyone noticing.
In other words, Gusu City will not receive any support within this year and a half.
Perhaps the defenders of Gusu City can rely on the city to hold on, but the problem is that Qin Feng will attack Gusu City without any scruples, and will no longer be afraid of the southern army that may appear at any time.
No one can say how long Gusu City can last.
At least in Lin Zhao's view, the failure of the eastern front raid will also lead to the gradual fall of the entire Gusu City defense battle.
But Lin Zhao could never say these words. He sighed deeply in his heart and secretly sighed: "As expected of Qin Feng, he risked his life and survived."
"If he had not taken the risk to support the Eastern Front and the Eastern Front was defeated, it would have been another outcome."
"As expected of the man who defeated Beidi, I, Lin Zhao, am convinced!"
"Let's withdraw!"
Lin Zhao is no longer nostalgic. His most important task now is to preserve his vitality.
Unfortunately, the army was defeated like a mountain. The army, which had been torn apart by the heavy armored battalion, could no longer be gathered together. As the order to retreat was issued, the entire army almost collapsed in a swarm.
Of the more than 10,000 remaining troops, if three or four thousand can return to their base, they will already be burning incense.
The vast majority of these soldiers would probably take advantage of the defeat and directly choose to become deserters.
At the same time, the battlefield continued to echo with the deafening cheers of the northern soldiers.
"The enemy has retreated!"
"we won!"
"Hahaha, I won, I finally won, long live King Qin!"
"It's King Qin who is a thousand years old!"
"Screw you, uncle. I'm going to call King Qin long live. If King Qin hadn't risked his life to come to our aid, the entire Eastern Front would have been defeated long ago."
"You are right. It is simply a miracle that we were able to win this war, and this miracle was made possible by King Qin."
"It's incredible... I can win in such a situation..."
The generals were extremely surprised, and Qin Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground, his whole body collapsed.
He was so tired that he couldn't even raise his eyelids, but the corners of his mouth could not help but raise, because Qin Feng knew in his heart that winning the Eastern Front would make the entire Southern Expedition a big step forward.
Next, we only need to launch a war of attrition against Gusu City step by step.
As the new troops in the city collapse, coupled with the protracted consumption, the city's logistics will be seriously out of sync. If consumption continues at this time, Qin Feng will continue to accumulate advantages and gradually crush Gusu City.
And just as Qin Feng was lying on the ground, breathing heavily and thinking about conquering Gusu City, a burst of heavy footsteps rang in his ears.
Looking up, it turned out to be Zhao Yulong.
Zhao Yulong, who was covered in blood, held Bu Shu tightly, his eyes were cold, as if Zhao Yulong was the only one in the entire northern army who was unhappy.
"Brother Qin, go back to camp!"
After saying these cold words, Zhao Yulong left without looking back.
Looking at Zhao Yulong's back, Qin Feng felt a sense of loneliness. Although he won the war, he lost his brother Zhao Yulong.
Qin Feng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He had long expected that Zhao Yulong, a "traditional general", would never allow Qin Feng's reckless behavior.
But now that the matter has come to this, Qin Feng has no choice but to take one step at a time.
In less than half an hour, news of the defeat of Lin Zhao's army reached Gusu City, and Lin Wenwan was stunned.
"Lost...lost?!"
"How can this be?"
Wang Keng's face was also shocked and stunned: "Qin Feng hid a heavy armor battalion and pressed on him at the last moment..."
Lin Wenwan laughed on the spot and kept shaking her head and sighing: "Heavy Armor Camp..."
