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Wushu did not take any action, but lifted Zhang He's helmet. Firstly, he told the people in the city that Zhang He's action had failed; secondly, he faked Zhang He's death, and beat down the morale of the city guards.

His objective had already been achieved, but Wushu had already recruited all of the soldiers who were still fighting.

The situation changed drastically as reinforcements from both the east and west were ambushed midway. Mi Han and Han Li did not officially enter the front lines of the battlefield, and a hundred thousand strong army combined their two beautiful support points to complete their encirclement of He Jian!

The combat power of the Golden Soldier far exceeded his imagination. The two Imperial Army s that came to rescue the He Jian were beaten to the point that they had no chance to retaliate at all. Chone Shidao blamed all of his responsibilities on himself.

Relying on the tens of thousands of elites in the city, only by guarding this place would they be able to reverse the war in Hebei. The moment they give up their He Jian, the plains which were hundreds of kilometers south of the He Jian would be completely exposed under the iron hooves of the Golden Soldiers.

Of course, Chone Shidao couldn't advise Zhao Huan to stay with him and guard the area. How to ensure Zhao Huan's safe evacuation was what Chone Shidao had done to his brain.

Zhao Huan sat on the ground, and asked Chone Shidao: "What should we do?"

Obviously, Zhao Huan was not pursuing responsibility, but seeking for a way to break out of this predicament.

Other than the southern gate, Chone Shidao had no other choice.

However, to break through the south gate so easily had never been reassuring.

Wushu had already removed the obstacles outside the He Jian Fortress, so he was not in a hurry to block the southern gate.

Break out?

He would definitely have to pay a heavy price!

If they didn't have a sufficient number of guards, it was very likely that they would be wiped out in the middle of the journey.

Chone Shidao muttered to himself for a while and replied, "Now is not the time to break through!"

Zhao Huan was not an idiot. Although the few idiots beside him were swinging around in front of his eyes everyday, noisily shouting "go back" to Bian Liang, Zhao Huan knew that he could only rely on Chone Shidao for the current situation.

"Then what should we do with the old general's intentions?"

< p > "Wait!"

Chone Shidao's eyes flashed.

< p > "Wait?"

Zhao Huan was obviously not satisfied with Chone Shidao's answer. He would sit on the crater of the volcano everyday, and who knew when Wushu would make the mistake and attack the city with all his might. At that time, only the heavens would know if his tens of thousands of troops would be enough to fill Wushu's stomach!

"With these several hundred thousand troops, Wushu will need several thousand years of consumption of Dendrobium every day. Currently, Wushu has already been out of the Northern Plains for a month, and has not yet occupied one of our prefectures or prefectures. Where would he get the food and supplies from? In less than a month, they will be running out of food and resources, and will retreat without even fighting! "

Chone Shidao had already moved all the food from the nearby counties to the Spirit Soul City. He had implemented a strategy to clear the walls and clear the fields, it could be said that he was a scheming old man.

Chone Shidao paused, "If the Golden Soldiers retreat, they will definitely take the small path in the Duskfall Ridge. The mountain range is extremely narrow, our army will definitely be able to give chase, and we will definitely accomplish our goal!"

If Zhao Huan had any doubts regarding the strategy of food consumption, to have the opportunity to turn the tide and attack Wushu victoriously was an irresistible temptation. He was immediately enlivened, "Indeed, as the old general has said, this is my first merit!"

Chone Shidao immediately gave his thanks.

Although the northern part of the autumn sky was not as rainy as the southern part, it had truly rained quite a bit.

He Jian City was a deep city, so naturally, they were not afraid, but the Golden Soldiers outside the city suffered a little.

The army camp moved to the highlands again and again. Even Wushu himself was disturbed by the heavy rain.

Ha Michi and a few other important generals, including Gesun and Han Li felt that it was a pity that Ha Michi suggested to retreat, but under Ha Michi's persuasion, they all agreed to retreat.

After being cut off by Wushu, the troops of the other clans retreated northwards in an orderly fashion.

Zhao Huan was overjoyed, he immediately ordered Wang Huan and Xu Jing to command their troops to retreat, and Chone Shidao anxiously advised, "Wushu's retreat was not because of the lack of food, but because of the rain, and the possibility of him retreating to the highlands is not ruled out."

Zhao Huan said unhappily: "Previously, when this old general tried to pursue and kill him, but today, he has watched the golden soldiers retreat. Could it be that this old general is afraid to fight?"

Chone Shidao lamented, "Should this old one just die?"

Zhao Huan snorted, and insisted on sending two generals with twenty thousand Imperial Army s to pursue him.

After not being able to chase for more than five kilometers, Wang and Xu Er were attacked head-on by the golden soldiers, and Wushu, Mei Han and Han Li's three great armies rushed out at the same time, breaking the twenty thousand Imperial Army into several parts!

Wang and Xu Er released their divine might, charging left and right as they blocked everyone in their path.

Wushu personally came to fight Wang Huan and Xu Jing.

The surrounding metal soldiers were stacked on top of each other, the Imperial Army of twenty thousand trained super experts actually showed signs of crumbling.

Wang Huan was shocked, he tried his best to kill Wushu and break out of the encirclement with Xu Jing.

Wushu was determined to take the lives of the two generals, hence he had Ha Michi, who was standing on a high ground, command them to use the red flag.

Xu Jing gradually depleted his strength, the speed of the iron spear in his hands greatly reduced. There were already more than ten wounds on his body, and there was no end to the blood flow.

Xu Jing roared in anger, "General Wang, quickly retreat! I'll handle this place!"

With that said, he mustered his strength and with a few strokes, killed another general. His eyes were dripping blood, and he looked like a mad tiger.

Everyone was shocked.

Wang Huan hardened his heart, turned his horse, and led the troops to retreat towards the south.

Xu Jing had stimulated his potential in the last moment of his life. The iron spear in his hand danced like a god, and he had used his own strength to block the ferocious golden weapon!

When Xu Jing had died, he was still sitting on his horse with his spear across his shoulder, looking straight ahead with a domineering look on his face. No one dared to step forward.

Wushu was furious, he aimed at Xu Jing and shot an arrow, but Xu Jing did not dodge at all, he endured the arrow instead, his body slanted, and he fell down from the horse, he had actually already been dead!

Wushu sighed, "I never thought that there would be such a person in the Southern Empire! I'm afraid that the words south is just empty words. "

Wang Huan led his men to break through the siege and return to the city.

Wang Huan returned to Zhao Huan and cried: "I didn't expect to break up with Brother Xu Jing today! If not for Brother Xu stopping Wushu, our entire army would have been annihilated! "

< p > Zhao Huan paled.

In a hurry to ask Chone Shidao.

In today's battle, damaging the most elite of He Jian, defending against it had already become an extravagant hope.

Taking advantage of the moment when Wushu had yet to return to his master's He Jian, Chone Shidao ordered Wang Huan to immediately bring Zhao Huan out of the encirclement and down the mountain.

Zhao Huan brought his trusted aides and fled.

Wang Huan led his men to break through the siege and return to the city.

After walking for less than a kilometer, Zhao Huan passed a forest, suddenly, a cannon sounded, and countless of gold soldiers surged out from the forest, the leader of the troops laughed out loud, "As expected of the military advisors, little Zhao Huan, why aren't you getting off your horse and getting killed!?"

It was Hei Long.

Ha Michi had long ago arranged an ambush for Hei Long, and had only been waiting for Zhao Huan to escape!

Wang Huan was ready to fight the Black Dragon at the risk of her life.

Hei Long laughed out loud, the blade in his hand danced like the wind, welcoming the incoming attack.

Zhao Huan, who was at the back, was already scared out of his wits.

One was just waiting idly, while the other one was tired from fighting for a long time. At this moment, the level of the battle between the two was simply not on the same level, and in less than ten exchanges, Wang Huan had been slashed on his shoulder as he somersaulted and fell.

Hei Long grinned evilly as he came to take Wang Huan's life!

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