Wang Yanchang swept with his gun, and the wrist-thick gun directly swept on the chest of the person who pounced on him with the power of ten thousand jun, Wang Yanchang's wrist flicked, the word collapsed, the gun trembled, and the enemy's chest was dented, and he was vibrated and flew out.

This was the last soldier to riot, Wang Yanchang put away his gun and stood still, and he had nothing to say for a while.

Scattered bean-sized raindrops fell first, but the summer rain came so quickly that the pouring rain immediately poured in.

Wang Yanchang raised his head and let the rain wet himself. The surrounding soldiers were also silent for a while. The most demoralizing thing during the war is to kill horses for food, cavalry is the key factor in turning the battlefield victory, once the horses are killed for food, it means that the army has nothing to do and no one to help, but today the soldiers know that cutting off the heads of teammates with their own hands is the most demoralizing thing. Yesterday, many of these people were still talking and laughing with them, hooking shoulders and backs, some were friends of their fellow villagers, some were their bosses who had been with them for a long time, and some had not dealt with them for many years, but in just one night, these people were already a pile of white bones.

"Order, clean up the corpses of the soldiers, don't show any skin when you clean up, and destroy the corpses quickly." Wang Yanchang tilted his head and let the rain gather in the gaps in his armor and flow down in streams.

The soldiers silently dispersed and began to pick up the pieces. Soon, only Wang Yanchang, who was armed with a gun, was left standing in the huge place. He also turned into a spear, his waist straight, and his momentum echoed the silver spear like a sword pointing into the sky. Suddenly, he picked up his gun, turned around, and strode away, the barrel of the gun trembling like a lyre.

Wang Yanchang's mansion was a little silent at the moment, there was no figure walking around in the huge mansion, and there was no human voice at all, only the sound of rain hitting the eaves echoed between the houses.

"General, 3,224 people in our army were poisoned and died tonight, and 2,460 of our officers and men were killed and wounded, totaling 5,684." Zeng Wencheng walked out of the team of generals standing in front of the first seat to report. The generals' faces were as gloomy as water.

"We were careless in this battle." Wang Yanchang sighed deeply. Yes, as soon as the war began, the enemy annihilated his own scouts, causing Yun Guo to completely ignore the enemy's movements, and then the enemy's 5,000 cavalry was evenly divided, but in the eyes of ordinary soldiers, the enemy led a few people around the gate, and we didn't dare to return the color, and then the Chu army went all out to protect Xie Qi Chongcheng, and it was too late to find out, and there was no block, now I think about it, it must have been poisoned by the enemy at that time. What is even more unexpected is that the generals of Wuding Fang, who became famous for fighting in a dignified array and upright division, actually chose poisoning, a strategy that has never made contributions in a large-scale war.

"Tomorrow the whole army will be arrayed, since Wu Dingfang will not go to the dignified position to fight, we will force him to fight with us, leaving 10,000 people to defend the city, not to repel the enemy, and not to allow anyone to enter the city." Wang Yanchang's face was hideous, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"General, the strength of our army is ......"

"I've made up my mind. Go ahead and prepare. Wang Yanchang waved his hand to interrupt without waiting for him to finish.

Zeng Wencheng watched the full hall of generals disperse, and turned to look at Wang Yanchang, "General, this time I have to fight against the water." Zeng Wencheng's eyes were gloomy.

"At this time, I don't know how many soldiers in the city have not yet been poisoned, the more we wait, the more passive our army will become, and if today's matter is not used, it will be disappointed in me if the soldiers' resentment is gone, it is better to take the initiative now, no, the best and only chance to break the situation now is to take the initiative." Wang Yanchang's tense face was like a dam collapsing, and his originally gloomy face was now full of exhaustion, disappointment, helplessness and unwillingness, Zeng Wencheng couldn't believe for a while that this was a young general who was only thirty years old, and it was only at this time that Zeng Wencheng remembered that this young and old general was only in his thirties.

"General......" Zeng Wencheng wanted to speak and stopped.

"It's okay" Wang Yanchang waved his hand and motioned for Zeng Wencheng to retreat. In fact, he didn't say one more thing, this is the first time in his life that he has been so passive, he Wang Yanchang is the three heroes of Emperor Wu, the general, the disciple of Su Wei, and the Yunguo Shuangbi who has been in charge alone since he was thirty years old, he has his own pride, and he can make a desperate bet for this pride.

The military tent of the Chu army

"Tomorrow the army will be reorganized and the city will be attacked with all its might. I have already written all the arrangements and given them to you, needless to say, my Chu country is glory or disgrace, in this battle, everyone, please. Wu Dingfang's tone slowly eased from perseverance, and finally he was a little excited that he had never seen before, and said such words that would damage the majesty of the general.

The surrounding generals were hot in their hearts, and they all clenched their fists hard and left.