Gan Mao seemed to have figured out who the culprit was, causing his strategy to fail. Instead, he was ambushed by the Wei Army, and when the news got out, other than the spy from the Wei Dynasty, it meant that his political enemies had secretly betrayed him to a strong enemy. In order for him to fall in this place, it was equivalent to using a knife to kill someone, and get rid of the other party.

The first person he thought of was Wei Ran, the only person in the court who was hostile to him was Wei Ran, who was originally from Chu Nation, and was the younger brother of the same mother and father. Since King Hui was young, he had been in charge of the affairs of the household, but had many hanger-ons, talented warriors, and made use of the fact that the King of Qin Wu's foundation was shallow.

This was what Chen Ling had seen from the history textbooks. After entering the Warring States Age, the disputes between the Duke of Spring and Autumn had evolved into a great struggle, and then, a complete competition for strong survival had begun. Weak people were to die, and those who were left behind were to be beaten, becoming a reality without any form of buffer.

Chen Ling nodded his head slightly, then moved the sword on his neck away. Everyone followed him with silence.

Gan Mao shouted to the Great Qin soldiers around him: "All of you retreat, let this group of warriors go for a path to survival. My Great Qin soldiers, if you win, if you lose openly, if you take responsibility, this Wei Army Death Soldiers' methods are vulgar, but they are worthy of praise.

Wen Bo, Qin Wenwen, Qi Zhengxiong, Kang Wei, Yang Chan, Ma Qin Ye, and dozens of other generals and advisers gathered around. They were a bit indignant and resentful, and their eyes reddened as they said in a trembling voice: "General Gan —"

"Don't worry. As a man, what's there to be afraid of?" You all should quickly withdraw your troops and retreat fifteen kilometers away from this place. Protect Songwo City in the east of the river, and wait for the King of Qin's orders or news from this general. Gan Mao spoke openly and completely calmly. No matter if it was true or fake, he gave off a heroic vibe that caused others to admire him.

Chen Ling secretly admired him, thinking that after this person was captured alive, it was unknown whether he would live or die, but he was actually so calm and steady, he was truly a person, but admiration was admiration, he did not dare be softhearted at all, and led the remaining hundred or so warriors into a group, surrounding the Qin Army Commander as she slowly dragged him out of the formation.

The long spear was like a forest, its cold light like ice. At this time, the Wei Army's army had already charged forward like the tide, causing the Qin Army to have no choice but to blow the horn and retreat, retreating in formation. Although they were defeated, the military formation was not in disorder, showing how well-trained the Qin Soldier was.

Sun Feng, Liu Yu, Zheng Yan, Zhang Yang and the rest, along with their carriages, cavalry and heavy armoured infantry, arrived one after another to break Qin Army's back. They captured some chariots, arrows, vines, shields, spears that the Qin Army had not taken away yet.

"The Qin Soldier has retreated, the Qin Soldier has retreated —"

As if they were in a dream, their entire body relaxed, and they couldn't help but sit down weakly on the ground. Compared to the danger they had just faced, it was like a lifetime had passed.

"Is that the commander of the Qin Army?"

"It's the commander of the Qin Army, oh my god, they broke into the huge army of one hundred thousand, and actually captured the Chief General Gan Mao alive!"

When the news exploded, all the Great Wei Army soldiers surrounded them. They did not have the time to chase after the Qin Army, but rather, they had to watch the commander of the Qin Army.

"Motherf * cker, I never thought that we could survive. We even destroyed the entire Qin Army and captured the great general of the Qin Nation alive! Chen Ling, brother, I really am f * * king admiring you to death. " Teng Hu casually extended his arm and patted Chen Ling's shoulder, pulling at the wound on his arm. She couldn't help but let out a hoarse cry of pain.

"Big Brother Teng is injured. Quickly bandage him up." Chen Ling knew that the situation was tense and even if he was injured, he had no time to pay attention to it. He completely forgot about the pain, but now that the crisis had passed, his feeling of pain had returned to normal and he said loudly, "Brothers, we are all lucky to be able to survive. After the war, everyone should check on our injuries and quickly bandage them to prevent them from getting injured later on.

"Alright!" The hundred or so people who survived all saw Chen Ling as their leader, their cheers and cheers boosted their spirits. This time, their adventure was something that no one could do, allowing Chen Ling's extraordinary courage and wisdom to be vividly displayed, establishing his prestige in the army.