Chapter 194: If you can't run, don't run

The rain soaked the leaves, mixed with a hint of blood red rolling down from the veins of the leaves, and fell to the ground.

The water droplets hit the ground and were shattered, and the broken body scattered into countless beads.

Also smashed was the blood in the water droplets.

The veteran was half-bent on horseback, his armor in tatters, his robe torn apart, and scattered on his shoulders. The half-white hair was scattered, and the long sword in his hand was slanted to the side, and the blade of the sword was curled.

The horse beneath him was also unsteady on its feet, and its normally smooth short hair was stained with a layer of blood.

There are only hundreds of cavalry, still following him, and the war spears in some of their hands have been broken, but the horsemen who crisscrossed the frontier back then no longer have the slightest demeanor at that time.

After hundreds of horsemen, it was the remnants of the Zhao army, and there were about tens of thousands of people, and the sudden rain receded the flames, allowing these tens of thousands of people to survive.

It was dawn, and the night of fighting piled up countless corpses at the entrance of this charred and dilapidated camp gate, both from the Qin army and from the Zhao army.

Li Mu's chest was wheezing, did he let out a few coughs.

Raising his eyes, the Qin army, who couldn't see his head, was still blocked in front of the camp gate, there was no way to break through, and the Zhao army would be left here.

This army was defeated, and Zhao only had 100,000 people left in Handan, which was really over.

"Ahem, Zhao Guo ยทยทยทยทยทยท" Li Mu coughed, his vision blurred in front of him, and he looked at the white-robed general in front of Qin Jun.

Zhao Guo, you can't be buried in the hands of the old man.

The old man's hands trembled a little, and the tens of thousands of Zhao troops behind him had to break through, and while the Qin army was still outside, they rushed back to Handan, and there was still a glimmer of life.

It's going to break through.

This.

Li Mu raised his long sword, and the blade of the broken blade was pointed at the man in the mourning robe.

Even if it's an old man, the last loyal will of the king!

"Army of the North!"

Hundreds of cavalry soldiers looked at the appearance of the general, followed for many years, and naturally knew the general's intentions.

"Follow me, rush that Qin array away!"

"Yes!"

"Si!"

The neighing of the horse trembled the eardrums of the others, and the speed of the war horse increased to the fastest in an instant, stepping over the corpses and blood on the ground.

It was already the end of the crossbow, but this charge was more powerful than any other.

The tens of thousands of remnants of the Zhao State stood behind at a loss and did not follow.

I just watched in a trance as the hundreds of cavalry rushed towards the tens of millions of Qin troops with an indomitable spirit, as if something was burning on their bodies.

And before the Qin army, it was the more than 1,000 trapped, and the generals who were trapped.

Gu Nan looked at the veteran who rushed over, and the momentum of the horse was like a rainbow.

"Hold on."

She just said two words quietly, and the heavy shield of the trapped army behind her fell to the ground with a muffled sound, which was a response to her.

With a clip of Brother Hei's horse's belly, Brother Hei rushed forward, and the trapped army behind him also rushed up.

Li Mu's long sword was pointed at Gu Nan, and he laughed and shouted.

The two collided.

The silver spear lifted and stabbed at the oncoming broken sword.

The sword snapped with a grief and whirled to the side.

Unhindered, the spear passed through the veteran's chest with a soft thud, sending his body flying.

The ownerless horse had run a few paces, and it seemed that he had no strength anymore.

He let out a wail and fell to the ground, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. Thinking about it, the rush just now has run out of what it can.

The hundreds of cavalry shouted at the same time, and did not retreat because of the death of the general, but rushed towards the trapped army even more frantically.

The cold light in the army formation of more than hundreds of horsemen was like a glow, as if there was a north wind howling.

The centaurs didn't have the slightest concern, as if they had risked their lives in this charge.

They are the wolf riders of the North, who crisscross the frontier when they are alive and are in this charge when they die.

Hundreds of people crashed into thousands of traps.

The chaotic blade slashed at their bodies, and they didn't care, they just rushed forward, clutching the spear in their hands, and urging the war horses under them.

It was like a sharp sword, piercing into the men and horses of the Qin army.

Until the last man fell to the ground with his horse covered in blood, and finally vomited blood bubbles, laughed dryly, and let out a long howl.

It must have been the northern wolf rider who let out his last howl.

At the same time, the Qin array was violently knocked open a crack, messing up the military formation.

Li Mu's body hung on Gu Nan's spear, and blood gushed out of his chest, flowing down the body of the spear, dripping onto the ground.

"Ahem." Coughing up a mouthful of blood from his mouth, Li Mu raised his head and looked at the fierce-faced person in front of him with a smile.

"Lost?"

Gu Nan looked at him and didn't speak, and the blood that rolled down the spear fell into her hand, and it was hot.

"I've heard that fighting with you is also a pleasure!"

"Ben is going to lose." He said lightly, as if he had let go of something, and looked at Gu Nan with a breath: "But Zhao Guo will not be defeated." โ€

"It's a troubled time, and you can't run away."

As he spoke, he raised his hand tremblingly and grabbed Gu Nan's spear.

He raised his head, his eyes wide open, and shouted at the sky.

"Whole army! Breakthrough!! โ€

The old man's roar echoed in the battle array, as if it had awakened the tens of thousands of Zhao troops behind him.

The Zhao army erupted into a roar, raised his sword soldiers, passed through the rift that Li Mu and the northern cavalry had broken through, and rushed towards the outside of the Qin army.

Li Mu and the northern Xiaoqi used their lives to tear up a ray of life for the Zhao army.

"Can't you run away?"

Gu Nan read Li Mu's words, turned his head, and looked at Zhao Jun and Qin Jun who were fighting together.

The spear was drawn, causing Li Mu's body to fall to the ground softly, hanging his head and opening his eyes.

Gu Nan took one last look at Li Mu.

I never intended to run, I wanted it, but it ended this troubled world.

Look, troubled times are coming.

The blood stains on the spear dripped down, and Gu Nan roared: "Not a single one is left!" โ€

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The Zhao army finally broke through, and the Qin army surrounded it for a day, and the terrain in the mountains and forests was difficult to defend and difficult to pursue.

In the end, he had no choice but to retreat.

Heng Qian was attacking the city in fertile land, and Wang Jian was unable to chase after the baggage that Wang Jian escorted and transferred.

I can only watch this remnant army return to Handan and join Handan's main formation.

There were still more than 100,000 people in Handan, and Hengqian spent ten days to capture the fertile land, and Handan became a lonely city.

General Gu Nan moved out of the main formation, which had been burned down for nearly half of the time, and joined Wang Qian, and finally the three armies converged on the side of Handan and besieged Handan.

Although Li Mu's defeat and death preserved part of Zhao's combat strength, it also made Zhao's morale completely low.

King Zhao sat in his seat with a blank face, and below him were a group of ministers.

"General Lee." King Zhao's eyes moved slightly, and he looked around at the ministers under him, and his mouth trembled.

"Defeated?"