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Chapter 327 Retreat, retreat, retreat!

No one expected that Lejian would vomit blood directly when he was angry.

It was not until Lejian fell to the ground that the chief guard beside him reacted and immediately picked him up.

"Master, Master!"

The Yan generals around him were also shocked and gathered directly.

Lejian's eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he was as angry as a slept, looking like he might die at any time.

"Military doctor, call the military doctor over!"

A panic.

Li Mu on the city wall was stunned for a moment when he looked at this scene.

Originally, I just wanted to get a bit about the mentality of the Yan people, but I didn’t expect that the Yan general’s mentality was so fragile that he actually vomited blood directly?

Li Mu asked a surrendered general of Yan State beside him: "Who is this general of Yan State's troops?"

The surrendered general of Yan State looked at this scene with a complicated face. After several seconds, he said: "This person is the King of Chang Guoyue."

Li Mu raised his brow, oh, and then laughed again: "It's obviously my native Zhao, but he just came to Yan State to serve... Humph, spitting out a mouthful of blood, it won't be wronged."

The surrendered general of Yan State was a little embarrassed by Li Mu's words, and subconsciously changed the topic: "General, now that Chang Guojun fainted, the Yan army was in chaos for a while. It was the best time to take advantage of the opportunity to go out of the city to attack the Yan army to achieve complete success."

Li Mu looked at the surrendered general of Yan State and couldn't help but sneer: "You, are you still thinking about letting this general go out and give away the heads?

The number of Yan troops outside the city is more than ten times that of the soldiers under this general. I am not so stupid!"

Li Mu actually didn't say anything. This time, because of the long-distance raid, Chiyou's army was unable to carry heavy armor. Otherwise, Li Mu would really want to open the city gate and try what the quality of the Yan army is.

After all... Li Mu reached out to point to the horizon, smiled at the surrendered general of Yan State who looked like a dirt after being told, "Did you see it?"

Those are the ones who really want to make the deserters of Yan Kingdom outside the city desperate!”

The surrendered general of Yan State looked at Li Mu's gaze and his face suddenly changed.

On the horizon, rolling smoke and dust had already appeared, and countless cavalry figures appeared in the smoke and dust, and the bright red flag in front was extremely conspicuous.

The 40,000 Zhao army cavalry were like a fast moving wave on the plain, sweeping at an astonishing speed! "Wu Xinjun, it's Wu Xinjun who is here!"

"The people of Zhao, the people of Zhao are chasing me!"

The Yan soldiers were not blind, and of course they could see what Li Mu could see.

In addition, the scene of fainting in public just now was still vivid in my mind, and the morale of the Yan army was suddenly in chaos.

"what to do?"

Around the musical scene, several Yan generals also looked at each other and could not come up with a better idea for a while.

Fortunately, at this time, Lejian finally slowly opened his eyes under the rescue of the military doctor.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I spit out two words during the joy.

"Retreat!"

Where to withdraw troops?

The situation is already very obvious. To the west is Wuyang City captured by the Zhao people, and to the southeast is the Zhao cavalry army that is chasing closely.

Then you can only retreat to the hinterland of Yan State and towards the north! As soon as the words of the Lejian were finished, several other Yan State generals were immediately as if they were amnesty and shouted at the surrounding messengers.

"Did you hear what Chang Guojun said?

Withdraw the troops!”

"Retreat, withdraw immediately!"

The sharp golden sound suddenly sounded, and the Lejian's personal guards took the lead and tightly guarded Lejian's carriage heading towards the north.

As soon as the order to withdraw the troops was passed down, the formation that the Yan army had barely preserved was dispersed.

Unlike the last retreat, this time the Yan army was a completely defeated army and had no discipline at all.

Countless Yan soldiers ran towards the north frantically. Some people threw away all their armor and weapons to escape, hoping that this would allow them to escape faster.

Some people even rushed directly into the mud on the roadside, madly smeared on their bodies, and then lay motionless in the mud.

Some people simply jumped into the river and wanted to escape the pursuit of Zhao's army along the river.

All these are different.

Zhao Kuo naturally took all this scene and couldn't help but feel quite funny: "These Yan people... chased me and chased me. We must catch as many prisoners as possible!"

Under Zhao Kuo's order, 40,000 Zhao army cavalry dispersed at the same time, just like 40,000 wolf packs that saw only prey, swarming towards the Yan army soldiers.

"Surrender and not kill!"

"Surrender to avoid death!"

Even with many noisy sounds, the roars of the Zhao army soldiers were still very loud.

Yan and Zhao were neighboring countries, and they also had the same Zhou Dynasty in China. Therefore, many people in Yan could understand Zhao dialect, and many Zhao cavalry simply used Yan dialect or elegant language to persuade them to surrender.

This time, the persuasion of surrender achieved unexpected results.

A large number of Yan troops hesitated first, then slowly stopped, dropped their weapons, and surrendered to the Zhao cavalry running to the front.

"We are willing to surrender!"

"We surrender to Wu Xinjun!"

"Wu Xinjun, don't kill us, we'll surrender!"

Zhao Kuo did not hear these words clearly.

After issuing the order to pursue, Zhao Kuo's horse hooves went back and stopped slowly. The two thousand Chiyou troops who had been guarding Zhao Kuo tightly also slowed down and surrounded Zhao Kuo towards Wuyang City not far away.

The gate of Wuyang City had been opened, and Li Mu led a large number of Zhao army cavalry to escort a long rank of surrendered officials from Yan State.

Zhao Kuo laughed loudly, his voice very loudly: "Li Mu, I know that I believe you must be right!"

This plan to defeat Wu Sui and then attack Wu Yang naturally came from Zhao Kuo, but the risks of this plan were actually scary.

As long as one is not good, the three thousand Chiyou Army that Zhao Kuo worked hard for many years will be completely wasted.

It is precisely because of Li Mu's existence that Zhao Kuo has such confidence.

Zhao Kuo believed that Li Mu could complete his plan successfully, and the facts also proved that Zhao Kuo's trust in Li Mu was right! Li Mu took a deep breath, turned over and dismounted, and saluted respectfully at Wei Xiang: "I'm lucky to have not been humiliated!"

Zhao Kuo also turned over and dismounted, patted Li Mu on the shoulder very affectionately, and smiled: "Let's go, enter the city, and take a look at this Wuyang City of Zhao with me!"

As soon as this sentence was said, the faces of the surrendered officials of Yan State who followed Li Mu suddenly became extremely exciting.

Once upon a time, this largest city in Yan State, a city that was granted the status of "Secret Capital" by King Zhao of Yan, has now fallen into the hands of the people of Zhao State.

It fell into the hands of Wu Xinjun Zhao Kuo!
Chapter completed!
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