Chapter 802

When the snow collapses, the whole range of Qifeng mountain is shaking like an earthquake.

The snow splashed and formed a vast snow fog.

The scream in the canyon almost stopped suddenly, because 150000 troops were buried in the snow in an instant, and none of them escaped.

The cry of killing on the cliff was loud. It was the roar of the soldiers in Western Sichuan. The cry was endless.

They've been holding their anger for a long time, and now they've all let it out.

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao stood on the top of the mountain, looking coldly down at the East Vietnamese soldiers who couldn't even struggle.

His eyes were bloodthirsty and cruel.

"Situ MingEn, if you have a good plan, I will have a ladder. Who wins and who loses depends on who God is willing to help. "

Under the nest, Ann has finished her eggs?

The Qifeng mountains have snow that doesn't melt all the year round. In addition, the snow disaster lasted for more than two months, so thick that the whole mountain can't see a trace of green.

At this time, with the sound of drums and roars from the sky, all of them collapsed, and their power was no less powerful than the water attack used by Yun dawing to destroy Fusang's army.

The 150000 troops were almost wiped out.

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao let out a breath, and the tension of his heart finally relaxed. He found a place to sit down, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Should he not die, or should Xishu not die?

Such a slim chance of winning, he actually won the bet.

After a while, Ling Fei ran up in a hurry: "emperor, the 150000 troops of East Vietnam are all buried. I don't know if there are any survivors under the snow."

"Leave him alive, and let him go back and give a message to situ MingEn. Let's see if he wants to fight or withdraw. If you fight, I will accompany you to the end! "

In fact, if he wants to fight, he is not sure that he will win.

They have run out of food and grass, and this is where they are.

And the same method can not be used twice, no natural barrier, to hit the words can only be hard.

The East Yue army has always been a brave and good fighter. Under the situation of the West Shu army, it may not lose.

However, because of the success of the war, the morale of the army of Western Shu was greatly improved.

Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao made emergency deployment again, in case situ Ming en led the army to catch up.

After a while, Ling Fei planed out a soldier from the snow pit. Because he couldn't breathe, his face turned red.

Ling Fei waited for him to catch his breath before he asked, "what kind of soldier are you?"

Xiaobing experienced the rest of his life, and his face was very white. He was afraid that Ling Fei would kill him with a sword.

He trembled and said, "I'm a messenger, a herald!"

"Very good, you go back and tell your emperor to fight as soon as possible. We've been waiting for a long time!"

"You, you're going to let me go?" The Herald is a little unbelievable.

"Why, you don't want to go yet?" Ling Fei a pick eyebrow, "in that case, we kill you, and then planed a back to report."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

The messenger was afraid that Ling Fei would kill him and ran away.

……

"What, all buried?"

In the camp, situ MingEn was waiting for the good news of Zheng Chengan, but he was waiting for the bad news that 150000 troops were buried in the canyon.

His mind was blank for a moment. He was stunned for half a column of incense before he came back to himself. He looked at the shivering messenger kneeling on the ground.

He was the only one of the 150000 troops who came back. It was Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao who deliberately sent him back to report.

In the blink of an eye, 150000 troops were destroyed, and the commander in chief died.

Situ MingEn was unbelievable, but he had to believe it.

"The general said that there were ambush soldiers in the canyon. They killed the ambush soldiers first and then attacked Huanglong to attack the capital city. But as soon as we got into the gorge, there was a loud noise on both sides of Qifeng mountain gorge, and then the snow in the cave collapsed... "

The herald told the whole story to situ MingEn again. When he said that he was drowned in the snow, he was still trembling like chaff.

He didn't miss any details, including Ling Fei deliberately tempting them at the entrance of the canyon, and Huo Qilin army retreating all the way back to the capital.

After hearing that situ MingEn was frightened, it was all Wu Zhuang Nanzhao's tricks. He really despised his city and courage!

Situ MingEn closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows. He was so angry that his brain hurt.

He thought about the possibility of thousands of decisive battles, but he never thought that Wu Zhuangnan Zhao would attack with snow.

This kind of desperate method, the probability of winning is too slim, a careless all lose.

Even Stuart himself, in such a low probability of winning, would never risk the world's great injustice.

But Wu Chuang Nanzhao won the bet!

In this world, how can there be such adventures and miracles? It's amazing.

At this moment, situ MingEn suddenly thought of Su Yin's words: "Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao's good fortune was built in his previous life, which can't be prevented by natural and man-made disasters. If the emperor believes me, he will withdraw. If you don't believe it, you will continue to attack. "

He realized that it was su Yin's hint.

If he withdraws, how can these 150 000 troops be buried in the snow?

"Unparalleled, I failed you in the end."

Mingji kneaded his shoulder to situ MingEn, followed his back, and asked in a low voice, "emperor, what are our plans now? Shall we continue to attack? "

Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao used snow to attack, but only once. If the East Vietnamese army continues to attack with all its strength, it may not lose.

Situ MingEn did not say a word with his eyebrows in his hands. He was also struggling and weighing.

Before attacking Xishu, he had investigated it, and it was at the end of the storm, so he did not hesitate to lead the army.

Today, 150000 troops have been lost at the expense of the enemy, and there are still 134000 troops left. It is not impossible to attack by force.

But

Situ MingEn thought of Su Yin's painstaking persuasion and hesitated.

I'm afraid. If there's any change, all his east Vietnam army will be folded here, and he will be the emperor.

Mingji also said: "now the people of Western Shu are in dire straits. If we attack them, we can take revenge for them. They are really, dead too unjust

It's fair to say that if you die in battle.

But avalanche

For a long time, situ MingEn suddenly said: "Mingji, is my recent fortune very weak?"

"No, the emperor's fortune has always been very good."

"But how could I have such a big fight in this matter? One hundred and fifty thousand soldiers will be killed at the expense of the army. How can we go back to the Manchu Dynasty and explain to them? "

"The world belongs to the emperor. Who should I tell you?"

In Mingji's eyes, only Sima MingEn is her only one.

Other, floating clouds.

Situ MingEn glanced at her, sighed and said, "it's all right. You'll send the order. We'll withdraw our troops and go back to Dongyue immediately."