Xiang Yan seemed a little embarrassed. The doctor had simply treated his wounds. The arrows from the city wall almost pierced his eyes. They just passed by the eye sockets. Blood covered his entire face, making him look particularly terrifying. However, Xiang Yan did not care about the physical pain. More pain came from his embarrassment. He had escaped for four or five days. Wang Jian, an inhuman, did not know the reason why the defeated enemy did not pursue him, began to pursue the defeated Chu army endlessly.

The Chu army retreated from South Korea and fled all the way, and it was almost about to enter the territory of Chu. The pursuers behind him still did not stop. Xiang Yan suffered a crushing defeat this time. When he was besieged by Wang Jian and Zhao Kuo, the casualties had exceeded 20,000, while the remaining 60,000 Chu soldiers were unable to hide in the city. Under Wang Jian's crazy pursuit, Xiang Yan is now only more than 20,000 people left by Xiang Yan.

When he went to war, he was carrying a total of 80,000 elite soldiers... Xiang Yan's heart seemed to be ignited by something. He was in a state of anxiety and pain. He picked up the short sword several times and wanted to sacrifice his life for his defeat, but Xiang Yan was a little hesitant, because Wang Jian's pursuit had not stopped yet, and if he committed suicide, the last more than 20,000 people would die here and they would not be able to go home.

Xiang Yan had not closed his eyes for many days, because the continuous pursuit was also because of his nightmare. Whenever he closed his eyes, he could always see his brother Lin Wujun shook his head and sigh. He could see Jing Yang being furious and scolding him for his recklessness. This made Xiang Yan wake up in fear. After waking up, he looked at the defeated soldiers around him, their uneasy appearance, and the howling of the wounded soldiers, all this made Xiang Yan feel desperate.

Finally, Xiang Yan brought these people to the border of Chu. He asked his deputy general to return to Chu with his soldiers, but he asked for a horse and turned back to the battlefield.

Hundreds of soldiers of Qin surrounded the Chu people, who were far more than theirs. The Chu people looked at them in panic. On the way to escape, they had already lost their weapons. Facing the armed Qin people, they could only fight back with bare hands. The Qin people were eager to fight back because of Lu Buwei's orders that they could not kill the surrendered soldiers, nor could they kill the enemies who gave up their resistance... and their counterattack could just promote themselves to several titles.

At this moment, with the neighing of the horse, Xiang Yan, carrying the Chu flag, rushed over. Behind him was a group of soldiers of the Chu State who had already defeated. They followed Xiang Yan with their enemy's weapons and launched an attack. The Qin people did not expect that they would encounter an attack from the Chu people. After a brief fight, the surrounding Chu people also launched a attack, working inside and outside.

Xiang Yan rode a horse, holding the head of the Qin people in his hand, and looked at the Chu people who were picking up weapons in the distance.

Another group of Chu people were sent to the border by him, and Xiang Yan rode back to the battlefield again, but the difference was that this time, soldiers immediately followed him.

Wang Jian soon realized something was wrong. He scattered all over the place to chase the soldiers of Chu, and the reduction became a little serious. Perhaps Xiang Yan's main force was attacking them. Wang Jian ordered the soldiers to gather together and no longer act alone. Qin no longer divided his troops to chase them. More and more Chu people escaped safely and returned to their hometown.

The loss of Maling was something that Pang Gong had never thought of. When Maling fell, all Pang Gong's deployment was destroyed, because Zhao Kuo could send troops from Maling, join Meng Ao, block them here and wipe them out. Pang Gong refused to sit there and wait for death. He immediately left Xinzheng with his army and retreated to Zhongyang, and King Han followed him away. Of course, there were still people who were willing to stay and protect the new policy.

The one who stayed behind to protect the new policy was the original Korean prime minister and Zhang Ping.

Sitting in the courtyard, Zhang Ping was abnormal and no longer as solemn as usual. He smiled and listened to his son telling the new knowledge he had learned today. His son Liang, who is less than nine years old this year, is the most lively age. He has started studying. Zhang Ping taught him to recognize words. He recognized words very quickly, faster than Zhang Ping himself, which made Zhang Ping very happy. He used to think that South Korea would have a very smart prime minister.

Zhang Liang talked seriously about the book he was reading today. He waved his hand and said excitedly: "I finally finished reading "The Book of Horse Costume". Father, what you said is wrong. The book of Horse Costume is not plagiarized. Many of the things inside are not in other books..." Zhang Ping's wife said unhappily: "Liang!" Zhang Ping shook her head in thought and said happily: "He said it very well, he said it very well, so don't be angry."

The young Zhang Liang looked at his mother's red eyes. He seemed to realize something. He asked, "Father, what happened?"

"No problem, just study hard, don't ask more questions..." Zhang Ping smiled and said, "In addition to studying, you also need to learn swordsmanship, shooting skills, and driving methods. Just reading is not enough. Do you have any ambitions?"

"Of course, I want to be the prime minister of South Korea like you, make South Korea stronger and make no country dare to underestimate it!" Zhang Liang widened his eyes and said seriously. Zhang Ping smiled. He touched Zhang Liang's head lovingly, and then said: "Okay, for your ambition, don't always study, don't forget my words..." Zhang Liang nodded in a vague way.

Zhang Ping then smiled and picked up his son. He said seriously: "When I was young, my father asked me the same. My answer to you is the same..."

"Then have you realized your ambition?"

“Half achieved.”

......

Pang Gong led his army to leave Xinzheng, and then joined forces with Lian Po. Before Zhao Kuo's army arrived, he took the lead in launching an attack on Meng Ao. The two sides fought in the wilderness outside Zhongyang. Meng Ao wanted to keep them behind and wait for Zhao Kuo's support, while Pang Gong and the others wanted to swallow Meng Ao and then turn around to deal with Zhao Kuo. This can be said to be a peak duel. Pang Gong, Lian Po, Meng Ao, these three last three famous generals of the old era, started the final battle here.

Meng Ao still adopted his usual strategy and attacked Lian Po's army desperately, trying to open the gap from the weak Wei army. Lian Po commanded the chariot to start cutting and cut the Qin army into several pieces. However, Meng Ao was not so easy to deal with. Under Meng Ao's command, the various troops of Qin did not seem chaotic when fighting. Pang Gong led Zhao's army to start a roundabout encirclement. Meng Ao opened the gap in Wei and broke the encirclement before the encirclement was completed.

Lian Po was so angry that he simply drove the chariot and rushed towards Meng Ao. The old general's explosive temperament did not change at all. He led the way, just like when he was twenty years old, no one could stop him, and there were shouts of soldiers everywhere, and corpses and blood everywhere. This was a melee. The soldiers from four countries started a bloody battle here, and no one was willing to retreat. Some people kept falling down, and some kept screaming in pain.

The thick smoke rolled, making the whole world extremely dark. The strong smell of blood was so foul-smelling. Under the millstone of the war, countless lives were crushed, and the millstone was turning faster and faster. Pang Gong completed his deployment. The coalition forces rushed towards the Qin army from all directions at the same time. Meng Ao's resistance became a little difficult. In the front, he could vaguely see Lian Po's general flag dancing and constantly approaching in his own direction.

Meng Ao gritted his teeth and suddenly took out a spear from the chariot and headed towards the place where Lian Po's flag was located.

When the chariot rumbling towards the front, the two old enemies finally saw each other. Lian Po was covered in blood. He grinned and raised the spear in his hand high. Meng Ao was not afraid at all, and also showed his white teeth. The two chariots rushed towards each other. When the chariots intertwined each other, they stabbed the spear in their hand almost at the same time, "Puchi~~"

Meng Ao's spear pierced Lian Po's shoulder, and Lian Po's spear fell to nothing. Lian Po's target was Meng Ao's head. If Meng Ao hadn't bowed his head in time, he would have been stabbed to pieces. Even so, Meng Ao still felt a chill of scalp and his helmet had been knocked away by Lian Po. The chariot quickly turned around, and the two rushed together again. The two changed into long spears, "Bang~~"

The huge force almost made the two of them fall off the chariot. Meng Ao's hands were numb, and even his weapons were a little unsteady. However, Lian Po still held the long spear in his hand firmly. When Lian Po charged forward again, Meng Ao chose to escape helplessly. He could no longer take up the weapon. He didn't understand why this old man was so strong and injured in the shoulders. He could still be so brave. If there was another round, he would die in the hands of this old man!

As Meng Ao left the battlefield, the Qin people could no longer entangle. Pang Gong did not give up this good opportunity. He divided the army into three groups and surrounded Meng Ao from three aspects. Meng Ao used a chariot to lead the way, barely escaped from Pang Gong's pursuit. However, the Qin people's casualties were not light. Of course, the coalition forces also paid a heavy price. Just when the coalition forces were ready to continue pursuing, Pang Gong chose to withdraw his troops and quickly rushed to the next defensive stronghold.

When all the coalition forces entered Zhongyang, Pang Gong breathed a sigh of relief.

Lian Po came to him at this moment. Pang Gong looked at Lian Po, who was covered in wounds, and was worried and angry. He frowned and said seriously: "I heard that young generals can defeat the enemy through their own courage, and elderly generals can defeat the enemy through their own strategies. You always lead the way in war. If you die in the enemy's formation, what should your army do?"

Lian Po laughed and said, "I understand. When I reach your age, I will use my own strategy to defeat the enemy!"

Pang Gong is indeed much bigger than Lian Po. After hearing this, Pang Gong couldn't speak, but shook his head helplessly, and said: "Meng Ao was defeated for the first time. Ma Fujun is insufficient in a short period of time. I want to ask you to take an army to wander outside Zhongyang, please harass the enemy, so that Ma Fujun can't easily launch an attack on the city. As long as it can be delayed for two months, the Qin people will definitely go back to farm. Ma Fujun will never let the war affect farming..."

"I see."

Lian Po said, and couldn't help laughing again. He said, "Every time I fight with Meng Ao, he always has more food and soldiers than me. This time, I have the advantage and almost captured him alive. If he hadn't run fast, I would have beheaded him with one sword!" Lian Po couldn't help but smile and said, "Xinling Jun always laughed at me for Meng Ao's affairs. This time, even when I saw Xinling Jun, I had something to say!"

Pang Gong shook his head, the young people nowadays are more reckless than the other.

Lian Po left Zhongyang with the army of Wei, and Zhao Kuo had already encountered Meng Ao at this moment. Meng Ao wiped the blood marks on his face and was about to bow to Zhao Kuo when he was helped up by Zhao Kuo. He looked at the old general in front of him. The old general's hands were still shaking. This was not because of fear, but because of injury. Zhao Kuo looked at him with some concern, and then asked: "You should go back and rest for a while."

When Meng Ao heard this, he jumped up in anger. He said, "Liang Po drove his car to attack my central army. He wanted to kill the generals and seize the flag. I retreated because I was exhausted. How could I evacuate after suffering such humiliation? Please allow me to continue fighting. I must capture Lian Po alive!" Zhao Kuo shook his head and said calmly: "General cannot send troops to fight because of his anger."

Meng Ao calmed down. He looked at the soldiers behind him and said, "Please give me ten days of rest."

Zhao Kuo then agreed to him. After learning that the coalition forces retreated to Zhongyang, Zhao Kuo turned around and prepared to capture Xinzheng Heshan clan.

Wang Jian went to capture the Shan clan, and Zhao Kuo came to attack Xinzheng.

As an isolated city, Xinzheng had less than 10,000 guards. After being surrounded by Zhao Kuo, the morale of the defenders was very low. When Qin State used arrows to suppress the city wall and the rest of the troops began to attack, these guards began their final resistance. On the walls, there were Qin Han soldiers fighting together. Zhang Ping stood on the city wall, holding a strong bow, and constantly shot and killed the Qin people who wanted to climb the city wall.

There were too few guards here. Under the high-intensity siege of Qin, soon the soldiers on the city walls were defeated. Qin easily captured all the city heads, only where Zhang Ping was in the north was still making the final resistance. When Zhao Kuo came to the north city wall, he raised his head and saw Zhang Ping standing alone on the city wall. There were only a few personal soldiers left beside Zhang Ping, and he was dressed in tattered clothes, holding a sword, and looking vigilantly at the Qin people around him.

“Hahaha~~”

Zhang Ping suddenly laughed. He held the sword and twisted his body exaggeratedly. He actually sang a song: "The powerful bows and arrows in the world are all from Korea. The powerful crossbow arrows in the world are also made by Korea. They can shoot through the enemy's chest in the distance and take off the enemy's heart in the near distance!"

The soldiers around him also started singing, "The sharp sword of South Korea can cut off cattle and horses on land, swans and geese in water, and split his armor when encountering enemies!"

"The strongest bow and arrow in the world!"

"That sharp sword in Korea!"
Chapter completed!