The cavalry general twitched his lips, then took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Order! Everyone, retreat!"

Of course, even if Zhao Lingxing's 400,000 troops approached here, they still had the power to fight, but there was no need!

Cultivating a cavalry is more difficult than cultivating an infantry.

At first, I had 200,000 cavalry in my hand, but now there are only 120,000 left.

In such a short period of time, under his leadership, 80,000 cavalrymen died. In this situation, it is difficult to hand over the people above. If you continue to hurt, let alone get promoted and make money, it would be good not to be killed by the head coach.

So, a rather strange situation occurred. The 400,000 Qi army was pressing forward, and the 120,000 cavalry turned their horses and ran away directly.

When Zhao Lingxing saw this situation, he was not surprised and did not say anything. Instead, he immediately ordered the 400,000 army to directly kill the remaining troops of the fifth and ninth army.

The Fifth Army and the Ninth Army have just temporarily elected the main general from some of the prestigious generals.

However, these two main generals had no intention of retreating.

Seeing that the cavalry came over, they turned around and ran away. They were cowardly, which was understandable. After all, they could not play their advantages if they could not charge.

But they turned around and ran away at this moment, and it was a bit unreasonable. What's more, the two main generals were just elected, and the first order was to lead their subordinates to run away?

I can't bear to worry about face.

In an instant, Zhao Lingxing and the more than 100,000 troops fought fiercely.

Zhao Lingxing was in the army, calmly commanding the battle ahead, expressionless and looked quite relaxed.

The number of the Fifth Army and the Ninth Army is not as large as theirs, not to mention that the two armies are fighting in joint operations.

Joint combat without running-in training is not necessarily a good thing on the real battlefield.

The battle situation here was quite good, but at this time, a person flew out of the direction of Beshan County.

It was Chen Pingyi, who was covered in blood, and I don’t know whether it was his own or the enemy’s.

He landed steadily beside Zhao Lingxing, gasping heavily, and whispered: "General Zhao, no more, all the temple masters I brought with me are dead."

Chen Pingyi's eyes showed a little dull look. People like their power are still somewhat different from military generals in some aspects.

Their military generals have taken care of blood and death, and their subordinates have died in battle, which is almost commonplace.

But for Chen Pingyi, it was still a bit unacceptable to see so many subordinates die.

"Are you dead?" Zhao Lingxing's eyebrows frowned deeply, but he did not express surprise.

Indeed, the masters in the temple are indeed not weak, but it is still a bit too difficult to enter the millions of troops to kill the local chief.

But he really had no choice before, and he could only use the lives of these people to delay time for himself.

If it weren't for the delay of those masters, their 400,000 army would have been destroyed by the millions of Zhou's army.

"It's time to leave." Chen Pingyi took a deep breath and whispered from the side: "Order the retreat."

"I can't leave." Zhao Lingxing shook his head and said, "Once the order is to retreat, can 400,000 people run past tens of thousands of cavalrymen on the other side? As long as the cavalry is delayed, the Zhou army behind us will come, and the result will be the same."

Chen Pingyi was stunned and glanced at the millions of soldiers around him, and felt a little mixed in his heart: "In other words, all of these people have to die here?"

"That's right."

Zhao Lingxing took a deep breath and looked at the 400,000 army beside him. Unless a miracle could occur at this time, these 400,000 army would be doomed.

"I don't have much magic power left, so I can't take too many people away. Come with me." Chen Pingyi said in a deep voice: "We still have 500,000 troops in our hands. After we go back, you can use these 500,000 troops to defend the enemy to the death, and there is still a chance."

Zhao Lingxing smiled bitterly on his face, looking at the 400,000 army surrounded by crowds.

This is a total of 400,000 troops. How can we give up?

"Master Chen Xuan, go, I won't leave." Zhao Lingxing said slowly, pulling out his favorite sword and a letter in his hand.

Obviously, he had prepared it long ago.

"I would also like to send this letter and my sword to the Marquis of Gai Shi and hand it over to Lin Fan."

Listening to Zhao Lingxing's words, Chen Pingyi's hand trembled slightly, but he did not take the sword and letter: "Are you crazy? You stay now, you will die. Our Qi State has not lost yet, and there is still a 500,000 army!"

"As soon as I leave, the morale of the army will collapse in an instant." Zhao Lingxing lowered his voice and said in his ear: "I can't watch the 400,000 soldiers under his command die in vain! Lord Chen Xuan, I appreciate your kindness, I have the meaning of it!"

Zhao Lingxing's face was firm and obviously he didn't want to retreat.

He didn't want to bear the reputation of absconding to the enemy, or even secretly escaping regardless of the life or death of the 400,000 army.

Zhao Lingxing was born a proud person.

"General Zhao, it seems that I don't need to discuss it with you anymore." Chen Pingyi's face turned cold, he didn't care about so much.

Zhao Lingxing is the strongest commander of Qi nowadays. It is meaningless to stay here for nothing.

There are still 500,000 troops in Qi's hands.

Zhao Lingxing died here, and when he turned around, he found someone to lead the 500,000 army.

Even if someone can barely take over and take charge in the last battle, how can Zhao Lingxing have the prestige?

Chen Pingyi waved his hand at Zhao Lingxing, obviously he didn't discuss it anymore, and wanted to force Zhao Lingxing away.

However, Zhao Lingxing quickly retreated, avoided him, and ordered loudly: "Come on! If Lord Chen Xuan continues to attack me, then prepare for the battle!"

With a blink of an eye, the soldiers around him faced Chen Pingyi with all their weapons.

Chen Pingyi clenched his fists and stamped his feet in anger: "You are so elm-wood head, you are life-and-death, and you are looking for death! You are so angry."

"If you want to die, you will be up to you!"

After saying that, Chen Pingyi left.

He couldn't understand Zhao Lingxing's thoughts. He could still leave with him. Why should he die if he survived?

As the saying goes, it is better to live without dying.

The deputy general came to Zhao Lingxing at this moment and whispered: "General, what's going on?"

"You lead some people to send my sword and letter to the palace of the Marquis of Gashi." Zhao Lingxing said: "Then, you can surrender to the Marquis of Gashi, or you can find a place to hide your own identity and not ask about the world."
Chapter completed!