The cold wind was biting and made his cheeks hurt. Huang Zu couldn't help but tighten his cloak and continued: "Su Yi's military talents must be known to the general. If he tried to rescue him first, not only would he not succeed, but the Qin army would also The pursuit will inevitably expose this place, and by then, none of us will be able to leave Qin."
"Now, General, you should know what I am worried about, right?"
"This..." Xiang Mo didn't know what to say. He asked Huang Zu to question him. It was purely a formality issue. You know, when he broke through, he didn't even care about the safety of his coach.
Seeing this scene now, the hope of returning home rose in his heart.
There was no doubt that as long as he followed Huang Zu, he might be able to escape from here. At this time, all the complaints and anger were suppressed by this hope.
After swallowing again, he asked tentatively: "Then, when will this fortification be completed?"
"It's almost there, it will take less than two days." Huang Zu said: "General, don't worry, as soon as there is any progress, I will notify people immediately. The wind is biting now, so we should go back to the camp to rest."
"Okay, okay." Xiang Mo nodded and quickly agreed.
The Ling Army was working non-stop day and night, and time was slowly passing by.
A few days later.
In the valley, the Wu army camp was in ashes.
After Xiang Mo fled for his life, Huangfu Ye launched another breakout, but the result is needless to say.
At this time, the total number of Wu's troops totaled only more than 40,000, and more than half of them were seriously ill and in a semi-coma state.
What's more important is that they have been without food for two days, have run out of drinking water, and have no water source in the valley.
People can barely survive without food for several days, but they absolutely cannot survive without water.
The sentries who should normally stand with their backs straight and holding their halberds were all holding their halberds and huddled in the corner with their eyes half closed.
Looking at the entire Wu army, most people have frostbite on their faces and dry, cracked lips.
Hungry, cold, and lack of water made some weak-willed Wu troops finally unable to bear it any longer and began to move towards the Qin army's defense line with all their strength.
These soldiers were numerous and scattered. They walked very hard and staggered because they had no water and food and their physical strength had long been exhausted.
Near a hillside, someone could no longer hold on and fell to the ground, but he still struggled to climb up.
The Qin army on the hillside just looked at them.
It wasn't until a while later that someone finally climbed up, stretched out his right hand with difficulty, and squirmed his lips: "Water, water..."
Seeing this, some Qin soldiers seemed to be unable to bear it, but soon, orders were sent to push down all the Wu soldiers who had climbed up.
Under the military order, long halberds came out and pushed the Wu soldiers who had just climbed back down the slope.
As soon as I looked, I could see Wu Jun rolling down the slope from time to time and lying in the valley, no longer having any strength.
War is inherently cruel.
Not far behind, watching this scene, Huangfu Ye staggered a few times and almost lost his balance. He was also extremely weak, with a pale face and chapped lips.
"General..." The deputy general supported him.
Huangfu Ye closed his eyes and said nothing. He knew that it was over.
The north wind is howling, and in the gray and cold sky, heavy snow begins to flutter, dotting this winter season.
"Snow, this is snow! It's snowing..." The soldiers lying on the ground suddenly became excited. Countless people opened their mouths and tried their best to catch the falling snow because they were too thirsty. Got it!
This heavy snowfall was the first this winter, and it lasted for two days and two nights.
The third day.
The whole land is already a vast expanse of white.
The scary thing is that many soldiers in the Wu Army camp are still lying on the ground, buried in the heavy snow, with half of their bodies exposed.
There were also some soldiers who maintained a crouched position holding their halberds, their bodies covered with wind and snow, their eyes open and motionless, their fingers still holding their halberds, but they had already been frozen.
There is no brazier for heating in the Chinese army's tent, because the valley is flat land and there is no wood available. If we want to burn it now, we can only burn the tent. But without these, more people will die.
Huangfu Ye was sitting behind the commander's desk, slowly wiping his sword with a handkerchief.
His movements were not gentle but labored because he was so weak.
After wiping it once, he held the war sword, looked from the hilt to the blade, and murmured in a hoarse voice:
"Think of me, Huangfu Ye. I have been in the army for more than 20 years, a water master, defeated the Southern Barbarians, safeguarded the royal power, and quelled wars. I have gone through thirty-seven major and minor battles. Unexpectedly, I died in the hands of Su Yi today..."
"Soldiers are the place of life and death, the path to survival."
"General, it is important to assist the country, and it is important to assist the country..."
He repeated these words, smiled bleakly, and then put the sword across his neck, using up his last strength, wiped it off fiercely.
Blood splattered and the sword fell to the ground.
Huangfu Ye cut himself off from the Chinese army's tent, which was a kind of spreading despair.
When the deputy general came in, all he saw was a corpse. He couldn't help but rush forward and screamed: "General..."
At the same time, the Qin army took charge of the account.
"Commander Su, according to the information we have, the Wu army has been without water and food for many days, and now there are no more soldiers to fight." Hui, the leader of the Snow Clan, reported.
There were other generals in the tent. Su Yi flicked the charcoal fire in the basin and said without raising his head: "Commanders of all ministries, enter the valley and clean up the battlefield."
"What Su Shuai means..." Goldman Sachs couldn't help but ask.
Su Yi put down the wooden stick in his hand, stood up and said, "Kill them all. Regardless of whether Wu Jun surrenders or not, we don't have extra food and grass to imprison these people. Keeping them will be a disaster."
"But..." Goldman Sachs wanted to say something else.
But Su Yi had already stared at him and said lukewarmly: "Why, do you have any objection?"
Hearing this, Goldman Sachs swallowed, quickly clasped his fists and said, "The last general will take orders."
In the afternoon of that day, the Qin army, which was surrounded by enemies from all directions, began to walk down the hillside with halberds in hand.
Buried in the heavy snow, many people had died of cold and hunger. In the camp, there were still some weak soldiers lying on the ground, and some others who were sick in bed and breathless.
Looking at the large number of Qin troops, there was no fear on the faces of Wu's soldiers, but a look of indifference. Some people glanced at them, closed their eyes again, and fell asleep semi-consciously.
Under the halberds, corpses fell to the ground in the tents one after another.
Not long after, a group of Qin troops entered the deputy general's camp.
Seeing this scene, Lieutenant General Wu Jun leaned in the corner and did not pull out the sword from his waist. Instead, he grinned with his chapped lips and smiled in relief.
At this point, the 300,000 elite Wu troops in the attack on Qin, together with their commander Huangfu Ye, had been basically wiped out.
