Chapter 136 of the Battle of Changping: The Book of Life and Death is out

Style: Historical Author: Sui YunyiWords: 2132Update Time: 24/01/18 11:42:34
Soon, the territory occupied by Zhao Jun in the middle was reduced by a whole circle.

The scouts immediately retreated, and Zhao Kuo stood in front of the sand table, looking at the puzzle he had set up, being torn apart bit by bit by the Qin army. He closed his eyes in despair, and kept shouting in his heart: "My Lian Po Old General Lian, where have you been? If you don't come back, you're going to have to collect your body for me!"

Perhaps, he should not have stationed a hundred thousand elites in that big grain mountain;

Perhaps, he should not have made King Zhao so nervous and asked King Qin to urge Bai Qi to attack;

Or maybe, I should have asked Lian Po to go to Wei for help earlier...

In an instant, countless thoughts poured into Zhao Kuo's mind, causing Zhao Kuo, who was two heads tall, to unconsciously rub his bulging temples with his right hand.

This behavior naturally fell into the eyes of the generals present. The people present also knew what the scout just said meant.

I had anticipated that such a day would come, but I didn’t expect it to come so quickly!

But the generals still looked at their general with anxious but expectant faces, hoping that their general could lead them in despair to break out of the encirclement.

Only Zhao Wei on the side hurriedly stepped forward to help him and advised: "General! Don't be too nervous."

Zhao Wei's words successfully brought Zhao Kuo, who was in random thoughts, back to reality.

Zhao Kuo also quickly realized that one of his subconscious actions might have extremely bad effects on the generals and even the entire army - shaking the morale of the army.

Instead of regretting the past, it is better to plan for today.

The most important thing offline is not when the reinforcements will arrive, but how to hold on for as long as possible!

If you want your officers and soldiers to persist for one more day, the first thing you must solve is the morale problem. Although you have used your own life to awaken the revenge of the entire Zhao army, it is obvious that the desire for revenge is not enough. Hope - the hope of victory.

Zhao Kuo looked around, looking at the expectant and nervous eyes of everyone, and sighed slightly in his heart.

"Herald, record." Zhao Kuo collected his thoughts and said slowly.

Immediately, a herald came out with the order.

"Kuo, at a young age, first accepted the king's order and became the general of the army.

It is intended to renew the war and defeat the purpose of Qin.

At the end of the war, after several battles, the Qin barriers and the west of Danshui were broken, and the Qin Jingqi was defeated in the north of Shangdang. This was all due to the two or three sons who sacrificed their lives and fought to the death.

However, Kuo was also stupid and fell into the Qin army's treacherous plan, causing the whole army to be trapped.

Thinking about it in the middle of the night, I felt so ashamed and angry that I wanted to use my mere body to lead the way for the army to go north. Unexpectedly, he was injured by the Qin army's hidden arrows, leaving him disabled and unable to advance northward.

Now the Qin army is pressing forward, intending to kill our army, massacre our Zhao family's cities, bully our Zhao family sisters, destroy our Zhao family's fireworks, and finally destroy our Zhao family's literary works.

If you take a step back, your family will die and your sisters will be killed;

If you keep it for one day, you will have one day's opportunity, which is better than half a day's time.

This is a critical situation of life and death, and there is no place to retreat!

I am willing to use my broken body and two or three sons to extend the life of my great Zhao for another day and find a chance for my father and elders to survive!

If I die and my country survives, why should I cherish this life?

Hey, let’s fight! "

Zhao Kuo slowly read out the words he was thinking intermittently, and behind him, whether it was the herald who was recording or the generals of the Zhao army who were listening, all had tears in their eyes. Even the veteran military doctor who didn't know much about military affairs was wiping tears secretly.

Although this article is not a majestic and open article, it is extremely simple and simple, and even ordinary Zhao soldiers can easily understand it.

First, he roughly talked about his origins, and then he fully affirmed the performance of the soldiers during the war, and then attributed the current predicament to himself. Of course, he also explained how he led the army to fight and break through. One drawing. This made the soldiers of Zhao Kuo, who had followed Zhao Kuo through successive battles but still survived, feel the same.

Just imagine that scene - breaking through the alchemy barrier and attacking the Qin army's elite cavalry.

The roars of the bed crossbows and chariot crossbows seemed to be right next to my ears, the bleeding barrier, the rolling elixir water and the broken walls seemed to be right in front of me, as well as the sky full of arrow rain and the forest of spears... ..Everything is reproduced as clearly as yesterday.

Immediately afterwards, the current situation was briefly described, but the consequences of the defeat were sublimated in key points-who does not love his hometown, and who would like to call a foreign country his hometown.

Behind Zhao Jun is no longer Shangdang or Danshui, but Handan, his hometown, and the family members he cherishes in his hometown.

My former comrades have fallen, and even the general is seriously injured...

It’s time to get to yourself!

Love for family is the biggest reason to resist Qin.

So an emotional letter of challenge was freshly released.

"Ask the whole army." Zhao Kuo's eyes gradually deepened and he continued to say slowly: "Tell the second and third sons that I will occupy a good position with Yama, and I will arrive soon."

"Promise!" All the generals agreed in unison, but they saw that there was less confusion in the eyes of the generals, but there was more tragic and tragic death in their eyes.

Zhao Kuo knew that the "letter of war" he prepared had achieved its effect.

But that alone is not enough.

Zhao Kuo looked at the herald who left with his hands, and then glanced at the generals. He had already made a decision in his heart - it was time to tell them part of the truth, well, part of the truth.

"Gentlemen!" Zhao Kuo put down his right hand and said slowly.

"Yes!" All the generals around him thought that Zhao Kuo was about to make detailed arrangements, so they all responded in unison.

"Don't panic." Zhao Kuo smiled slightly and looked around at the generals again.

A faint smile appeared on the pale face, but it made people feel at ease. The generals listened quietly to Zhao Kuo's follow-up.

"I have a letter that can help you defeat the enemy. Please take a look at it." Zhao Kuo said, pointing to the head of his bed. A wooden box was placed squarely next to the pillow.

Zhao Wei understood, and immediately took three steps and two steps at a time, took the wooden box in his hand, and offered it to Zhao Kuo with both hands.

But at this time, Zhao Kuo still had the strength to open the wooden box, even though the wooden box was not heavy at all.

"Open." Zhao Kuo said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wei immediately placed the wooden box on the wooden frame of the sand table, and then carefully opened the wooden box with both hands. All the generals present stretched their necks, as if to see what kind of letter could solve Zhao Jun's current predicament?

There were only two things in the square wooden box: one was the general's tiger talisman, and under the tiger talisman was a small silk book.

The silk book is very small, less than half the size of a palm when fully unfolded, and has the texture of a scroll. It is obviously a letter passed down by a flying pigeon.

"Could it be the king's flying pigeon delivering the message?"

"Are there reinforcements?"

Everyone was thinking silently...