south. In the swamp on the border of Kezhou, a fight is coming to an end.
"Protecting the military advisor——"
A captain from Western Shu was shot to death by random arrows. He still kept his arms outstretched and stood in front of Huang Daochong.
I don’t know how many people died in this bloody swamp. The piles of corpses made the smell of blood around them sting people's noses.
"Quick, surround us, surround us all!" Zhao Cheng, who was wearing armor, breathed out with difficulty. With great difficulty, the Shu people's formation was finally broken.
But the more than 30,000 men he brought with him, and at least over 10,000 casualties in battle, could break the Shu people's defense.
At this thought, Zhao Cheng became even more angry. He raised his eyes and looked at the last less than a thousand Shu people in the formation. The Qingfeng Military Advisor from Western Shu was standing in the formation, already looking helpless.
"Kill it!"
The exhausted Beiyu soldiers followed the military orders and continued to move forward to kill them crazily.
…
"Military advisor, we can't leave." A Xishu general showed a relaxed smile and walked to Huang Daochong's side.
"But don't blame yourself, strategist. If you go to hell, we will also be the strategist's bodyguard."
Huang Daochong smiled.
"This round, Beiyu's constant victory was achieved through the most ingenious trick in the world, but I, Qingfeng, was negligent."
"The military advisor has made a plan to kill the enemy. Look at these Beiyu people, how many have died! I am worthy of my lord!"
Huang Daochong exhaled, and for a moment, his whole face looked even more aged. He turned around and looked at a fire that was still burning not far away.
The little general who lit the fire earlier also died in front.
Many familiar faces will never come back. But the great cause of Xi Shu is not over yet. In the future, his old friend will continue to fight with Beiyu until he ascends to the throne.
He is a gambler, but most of the time, he wins by gambling.
King Xu Shu, I, Huang Daochong, really have to die this time.
The end of the show is like a big show. Finally, the singing is over and all the actors leave the stage in a hurry.
"Chen Shui Pass, what I regret -"
…
"March, march quickly!" Chen Sheng in front kept shouting angrily.
While riding on the horse, Xu Mu felt a discomfort. It was not due to fear of the cold, but an inexplicable discomfort in his chest.
"Scout, scout!"
It wasn't until half a stick of incense that the scouts from the front came back. As soon as he opened his mouth, Xu Mu felt heartbroken.
"My lord...Mr. Qingfeng's army was exhausted and surrounded on the swamp. When I came back, there were less than a thousand people left."
The scouts were coming and going, and coupled with the time spent climbing high to look far away, I guessed that this time Old Huang... really wouldn't be able to survive.
Even after he broke through and rushed for a while, he still couldn't change the situation of the battle.
"Lord, at that time, Mr. Qingfeng shouted something."
"What words?"
"Chen Shui Pass, I regret it."
Xu Mu trembled. He could even guess that Lao Huang would definitely come to rescue him after he knew he broke through, and he would also send fast horse scouts to investigate first.
I can't tell you, this sentence was meant for him.
All the troops from Beiyu came out. Whether it was the army that originally attacked Chen Shuiguan or the victorious troops, they were all besieging Lao Huang. But they have all forgotten that Chenshui Pass is the key to isolating the south of the Yangtze River from the north.
After a pause, Xu Mu looked towards the swamp, and his eyes suddenly became wet. Until his death, Lao Huang was still making plans. Reminding him not to come to the swamp for rescue, he made a surprise attack on Chen Shuiguan for the second time.
In this way, although the ever-victorious army can turn back from the direction of Lizhou, it will definitely take more time. Moreover, this snowy winter weather will inevitably slow down the process of this army's long journey back north.
Old Huang!
…
"After killing him, lift off his animal skin mask." Standing with his hands behind his back, Chang Sheng frowned, "I have always been curious whether he is from the Central Plains, or whether he has the facial features of a person from the Western Regions."
In the swamp below, the army of Western Shu was hopeless. Until now, only the last two or three hundred people are left. Although he still held on and did not surrender, even if King Xu Shu's army came to kill him, he could not save him.
Of course, he hoped that King Xu Shu could come over and kill him. If so, it would bring a perfect end to this snowy winter war.
Huang Daochong seemed to be extremely tired, and he collapsed on the ground. In front of him, robes kept falling down one after another, making him dare not look at them.
"Qingfeng, accept your fate!" Zhao Cheng's face was ecstatic. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he hurriedly raised his sword and planned to kill this Xishu military advisor and achieve great success.
"I told you, I, Zhao Cheng, will kill you personally! I will avenge General Jiang Meng!"
"I'm old, I can't move anymore, can I use a knife?"
"It's natural." Zhao Cheng smiled ferociously.
Huang Daochong nodded and raised his neck.
Zhao Cheng was overjoyed when he saw this and stepped forward impatiently——
Unexpectedly, a burst of poisonous powder spilled out from Huang Daochong's sleeve. Not long after, Zhao Cheng covered his neck and staggered back with a pale face.
"Everyone, Qingfeng of Western Shu has killed another enemy general!"
"Roar!"
All around, the Shu soldiers who could still stand stretched themselves out and gathered around Huang Daochong.
Up high, Chang Sheng's face was even more unhappy.
Although Zhao Cheng was incompetent, he was still a strong general from Beiyu. He died suddenly for the sake of greed for merit.
"The ever-victorious little strategist has the best plan in the world." Huang Daochong raised his head and laughed, looking at the figure on the height, "But believe it or not, one day, someone will avenge me, so please wait patiently, the ever-victorious little strategist .”
Chang Sheng, who was high up, heard Huang Daochong's words clearly, raised his hands and clasped his fists, and his voice seemed to pierce the entire snowy winter.
"Chang Sheng, congratulations to my senior."
"Free shipping."
Huang Daochong turned around and never took off his mask. Once the mask was taken off, he knew what it would mean.
He raised his head and looked at the fire in front of him, his eyes showing longing.
…
"Huang Daochong, I, the five households of the Grain King, should be united. I don't understand why you don't want to help the Queen Mother?"
"Brother Huang, I have heard that you have a close relationship with Xu Buyi, who is a civilian."
"I, Zuo Shiren, am not as good as the King of Shu who started as a commoner. Mr. Huang, please don't make a mistake."
"Master Huang, I, Prince Yuan of Donglai, have personally talked to you, but you have refused again and again. I have heard that you even sent your protons to Xishu, why don't you send me Donglai?"
"Father, why did we choose Xishu?"
"He treats me like an old friend. And I have misjudged twice. He defeated the Demon Queen and Dongling. This time, he will also defeat Beiyu."
"King of Shu, on the way to Chengdu, I pulled out another old ginseng tree. I hope the king of Shu will accept it."
"Zhizhou, Zhizhou, my father misses you..."
"Father, my brother has rebelled and gone to Beiyu."
"Zhixiu, Huang's family property will be handed over to you from now on. One day, your brother's spiritual tablet will be placed in the most conspicuous place in the temple! Remember, remember!"
Huang Daochong stopped laughing, straightened his robe, calmly walked towards the fire in front, and stepped in.
Countless fire snakes wrapped him in them.
"Nirvana and rebirth...West Shu Qingfeng."
…
