"The three-day food that Zhao Jun carried, if he was careful and used only the minimum amount every day, should be able to last for five to six days." Shin Ling-kun deliberately paused, as if waiting for the others to interrupt again.

His eyes unconsciously glanced at Long Yangjun on his right, and a voice in his heart shouted: "Ask me!" Ask me why I came out for another five or six days, but you asked! ”

But obviously, Long Yangjun is not a fool, he just said ten days, and there are three days, and the number of five or six days is obviously a transition, although Long Yangjun is not familiar with the military, but Long Yangjun is very familiar with Xinlingjun - without full certainty, Xinlingjun will shout from afar?

Impossible!

Therefore, from the very beginning, Long Yangjun did not intend to embarrass Ling Jun in this matter. And he, Long Yangjun, is not sitting idle for a day, how to deal with Xinling Jun, Long Yangjun already has a plan in his heart.

Seeing that no one dared to interrupt, Xin Lingjun felt a sense of pride in his heart after a burst of disappointment. Then he continued: "However, there are many cavalry in the Zhao army, and there are also many horses. Although the horse meat is stiff and bitter and difficult to enter the throat, it can also satisfy the stomach and hunger in a critical moment, so that it can prolong the life of Zhao Jun for three to four days. Therefore, as far as I say, the limit of Zhao Jun is ten days! ”

"Color!"

It was not a profound explanation, but it made a group of important ministers applaud. And this cheering is not only patting Xin Lingjun's sycophants, but also cheering for the "bright" future of Wei.

In their eyes, it seems that as long as they grasp this opportunity, Wei will definitely be able to defeat Qin and re-embark on the road of rejuvenation.

Compared with the "optimistic" mentality of the ministers present, Xin Lingjun still retains the last trace of reason.

"Your Majesty, Lian Po has arrived in the side hall, and he also asks the king to summon him to make a statement of embarrassment, no matter what he says, he only needs to discuss the reply, and let him go back to the house and wait!" Xin Lingjun turned his head and said to the king again.

"Lone understands." King Wei also rubbed the beautiful jade in his hand excitedly, trying to suppress the joy in his heart, nodded and said to the eunuch Ling: "Come on, pass on General Lianpo!" ”

……

Not long after, with a face full of regret and full of joy, Lian Po left the Wei Palace.

The regret on his face was for the King of Wei, the King of Xinling, and the ministers of Wei;

The joy in his heart was that Lian Po was basically sure that Wei had been blinded by the interests of Hanoi County, and if nothing happened, within ten days, Wei would definitely send troops to help Zhao resist Qin.

A big show of explosive acting skills came to an end, and both Lian Po and Xin Lingjun gave valuable and superb acting skills. And both sides got the results they wanted.

After Lian Po left, the palace of Wei immediately became a sea of joy, and the monarchs and ministers of Wei who were immersed in joy seemed to have seen the restoration of Hanoi, and saw the military flag of Wei flying high in the former capital of Anyi, and the hegemony of Wei also regained its glory......

No one knows whether the glory of Wei will be able to reappear, but the battlefield in the north is finally about to see the victory.

Zhao Kuo, who got the news that the barrier had been lost, immediately understood that his time was running out, and the Qin army after conquering the barrier would definitely copy his own back road non-stop, once the Qin army of the barrier arrived, his side would inevitably fall into a two-sided attack, and he would have no other way except to retreat back to the fortress group in the south.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Qin army's reinforcements had not arrived, he started the final battle with the Qin army in front of him, not seeking to tear the battle line, not asking how much combat power could be sent from the northern road, only seeking ......

Looking at the rising sun, Zhao Kuo knew that it was his time.

"Pass my general's order: the whole army will attack, regardless of the cost, according to the terrain, invest oversaturated troops, and fight to the death with the Qin cavalry! Order the foot soldiers to take the pikemen as the lead, see the seams, and break into the Qin array! ”

"Make sure to make a gap!" Zhao Kuo pointed at the long knife in his hand, clamped the horse's belly heavily between his legs, and rushed out first: "Rush with me!" ”

Zhao Wei beside him immediately followed, brandishing his double knives, and followed closely behind Zhao Kuo.

After many days of fighting, the strength in Zhao Kuo's hands has been sharply reduced to less than 70,000 horses, and more than 30,000 horses have fallen on this land.

The Qin army on the opposite side was also uncomfortable, the original 150,000 troops, except for the 20,000 foot soldiers who blocked the mountain and forest passes, never moved, the rest of the 130,000 troops were all thrown into the battle, and the losses of the Qin army were much more than the Zhao army, more than 40,000 and nearly 50,000 horses.

Especially the 100,000 cavalry of the Qin army, there are only more than 60,000 horses left, and nearly half of the men and horses have been explained on the battlefield.

Therefore, on the battlefield today, the ratio of troops between Zhao and Qin has come to seven to eight, a very close number. Of course, for this reason, Zhao Jun's hole cards were almost consumed.

As for the remaining battles, although the Qin army has the advantage of strength, the Zhao army also has the advantage of being better at individual soldiers, and what they fight for is nothing more than who can hold on to the last five minutes.

Since Zhao Kuo's general order was issued, the Zhao army knew that the last moment had come.

The only remaining hundreds of elite armored cavalry followed closely behind General Zhao Kuo and his Da Xu.

Under the rising sun, Zhao Kuo and Zhao Wei and the personal soldiers holding the big silk formed the front arrow, hundreds of elite armored cavalry followed closely behind, showing a cone-shaped formation, and then there were ordinary light cavalry, either holding spears or knives, and the whole showed a larger and larger cone.

After that, there were a phalanx of foot soldiers, the shields had been carried behind them, the spears had been leveled, and the small phalanxes, under the command of their respective captains, stepped on the drums that were getting faster and faster, and their steps gradually accelerated.

On the side of the phalanx of light cavalry and foot soldiers, the archers followed the left and right, ensuring the safety of the left and right flanks of the army during the march.

As the tip of the entire front, Zhao Kuo was dressed in iron leaves and gathered into armor, with a red velvet armor strip tied to Zhao's mother before leaving, a sun-shining helmet on his head, a little red tassel embellished among them, holding a fine iron long knife, facing the strongest wind, feeling the magnificence from two thousand years ago.

Under the strong wind, the white cloak was agitated to hunt;

In the sunlight, the sharp tip of the knife shimmered with a little cold light;

As he runs, the scales play music with the ups and downs of his body;

Under a handsome and resolute face, there is maturity, vicissitudes, calmness, and a little cruelty that does not belong to him;

Whether the infamy of "talking on paper" continues to stink for thousands of years, or whether "famous teachers and generals are not imprisoned, and thousands of troops and horses avoid white robes" are staged in advance, all of them are fighting here!