Xiang Zhuang waited for Mei Juan's arrival.

didn't know that at this time, Mei Juan was also caught in a bitter battle.

Originally, according to the predetermined plan, Mei Juan gathered the Yue warriors early at dusk, preparing to wait until Xiang Zhuang launched a night attack, and then opened the city gate to kill the generals.

However, this unusual behavior of the Yue people caused another scuffle in the city.

The Changsha soldiers staged a mutiny.

In the two-day battle, the Changsha soldiers suffered heavy losses, and nearly half of the 10,000 soldiers were killed or wounded, and in the next battle, Mei Juan was bound to continue to send them into battle, in order to continue to consume the Qin army's living liliang, this inference made the Changsha soldiers, a mercenary army that had lost its backer, feel extremely desperate.

The composition of Changsha soldiers is mainly from the young Zhuang of Changsha County, most of these young Zhuang come from the families who moved from Chu, their ancestors come from the north of the river, their living habits and behaviors are almost no different from those of the Central Plains, and compared with them, the students of the Mei Yue Department are native southern barbarians, in terms of psychology, in fact, the Changsha soldiers are more willing to trust the Qin State than to trust Mei Yue.

One companion after another, dying in agony.

The former comrades-in-arms, only after one battle, that is, the yin and yang are separated, this strong contrast makes every Changsha soldier who is lucky to be alive nervous.

"Mei Yue is concluding the contract behind our backs, what is this for?"

"These barbarians, could it be that we are not effective in fighting during the day, and they want to kill us to vent their anger, brothers, they don't want us to live!"

The Changsha soldiers were desperate, and some bold generals who were unwilling to be enslaved whispered, and their incitative words, listening to the ears of the numb and helpless soldiers, were like oil on fire.

"Otherwise, just fight with the barbarians, and then vote for the Qin State." In the midst of despair. A sturdy and burly captain of the Changsha Army stood up angrily and took the lead in calling.

Lingling people forest deep river.

The ancestor was a big clan in the Chaoge area of Hedong County, and then lost in the battle with the Sima family, and had to move south to Changsha County, the earliest part of his military experience, once served as a small chief in the southern expedition to the Qin army, however, with the turmoil of the Qin State, Lin Shenhe also withdrew from the Qin army sequence and defected to Fanjun Wu Rui.

Cast Qin.

Lin Shenhe's words. It was like a flash of lightning in the dark sky, which gave the Changsha soldiers the hope of survival rising in their hearts. The state of Qin, a formidable enemy in the north, has made its neighbors in the south tremble with its fabulous achievements on the battlefield over the past few years.

Joining in and becoming a member of this powerful group is a sentence that most Changsha soldiers who are hungry for glory dream of, but dare not say. Now, when they were forced to the point of life and death, they finally shouted their voices.

"Kill the barbarian, kill the barbarian!"

An unveiled "uprising". It brewed and fermented in the city, and quickly formed a storm among the soldiers of Changsha, and at eight o'clock in the evening, just after the elite soldiers of the Meiyue tribe had just gathered out of the city. The Changsha soldiers in Nanyi City elected Lin Shenhe as their leader, killed the Yue supervisors who were guarding them, and waited for an opportunity to occupy the city.

Nanyi City changed hands in an instant.

caught Mei Juan off guard. He never expected that the cowardly Changsha soldiers who had shown him before would give him a heavy blow at this juncture.

The old nest was captured by the Changsha soldiers, and all the grain, straw, weapons and other baggage that Mei Juan had accumulated for a long time were lost, and what was more serious was that Mei Yue's soldiers looked at the burning city, and their eyes were red, and they wanted to fly back to the city and take home the garden.

"Return to the army and kill all those Changsha soldiers." Mei Juan almost didn't hesitate, the situation was pressing, so he instantly decided to take care of the interests of the tribe first, as for Xiang Zhuang, an ally, he could only abandon it for the time being.

——。

May 11.

The pre-dawn star, after many days of absence, revealed its face once more.

The upper reaches of the Ganshui River, outside the city in the south of the city. The two battlefields of tearing and killing and melee, Ji Bu and Xiang Zhuang, Mei Juan and Lin Shenhe, Qin army, Chu army, Yue soldiers, Changsha soldiers, the four liliang are staggered and entangled, which makes people dizzy. In the case of not waiting for Mei Juan to come to help, the morale of Xiang Zhuang Chujun is also constantly falling.

As for Xiang Zhuang and Ji Bu, the former pair of Chu army robes, they were each exhausted, although Xiang Zhuang relied on his physical advantage to break Ji Bu's formation to pieces again and again, but the tenacity of the Qin army also made him feel unyielding, especially those soldiers who could throw thunder, almost as soon as they appeared, they would blow up or scare off a group of Chu soldiers.

Fight like Kilkenny cats.

In the fierce explosions again and again, the limbs were torn into blood clots of different sizes, blood was splashed, and human lives were like grass, this scene was extremely cruel, making people's nerves tense to the extreme, and even the timid and afraid of death Chu soldiers looked at the figure of the Tianlei Army, and squatted on the ground and vomited.

In the smoke.

Xiang Zhuang coughed heavily, stumbling to the ground.

Ji Bu lay down not far from him, a pool of blood stains on his chest and abdomen, blood gushing out continuously, and after fighting out their own pawns, the two of them clenched together.

"Ji Bu, you still lose, haha——, this is the fate of surrendering Qin Dog!" Xiang Zhuang daxiao, moving towards Ji Bu step by step.

"Xiang Zhuang, you are the same, it is impossible for you to live." Ji Bu covered his abdomen, and a strange look flashed in his pale eyes.

"What, at this time, what are you talking about?" Xiang Zhuang smiled proudly. Before he could finish his words, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow suddenly approaching, and in the black shadow's hand, a little flame was flickering.

"Damn it!"

Xiang Zhuang screamed in shock, and he was busy trying to escape, but he didn't want to be dragged by Ji Bu under his feet, and Xiang Zhuang, who couldn't get away, had to watch the Lei Army soldiers collide with him that day.

"Boom!"

The sound of the explosion made the stumps on the ground fly up and down again.

Under the gaze of the soldiers of Qin and Chu, Xiang Zhuang, Ji Bu, and the unnamed soldiers of the Tianlei Army all turned into a puddle of blood and a few blood clots.

"The Major General is gone?" A Chu army general who had followed Xiang Zhuang for many years exclaimed.

"General Ji!" On the side of the Qin army, the soldiers who hurried over to reinforce were so shocked that they almost collapsed to the ground.

A good and decent living person disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a pool of blood clots that I don't know which part it was, this bloody and cruel scene made the timid unable to take a step.

Ji Bu and Xiang Zhuang died in Ganshui.

For the generals of both sides who have experienced vicious battles, it is no longer important whether they have won or not, what matters is what they should do after losing their leaders——。 (To be continued......)