For a Prosperous World

Chapter 52: Surrender like a tiger army, return like a triumphant return

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The sun was shining brightly, but the air was unusually cold. Vertex Novel Updates Fastest

It has been forty-five days since the Qin army besieged the main force of the Zhao army.

A snow, has been down until now, until the beginning of spring.

For more than a whole month, no one knew how many corpses were covered under the beautiful and moving white snowflakes.

Forty days of confrontation.

The Qin army killed more than 200,000, and the main force of 400,000 remained. The Zhao army killed more than 200,000, and there were more than 100,000 remnants.

The number of five or five.

An army that has no food and no support, is besieged by an army several times its own in the mountains, and is in an unfavorable terrain can theoretically be defeated within five days.

However, Zhao Junsheng kept guard for forty days.

From the beginning, they ate the corpses that died on the battlefield, and finally even started to eat their own horses. Some people have already started to eat each other.

It is such a team, but the morale of the army has not yet collapsed. What is even more frightening is that they dragged down more than 200,000 Qin troops to death, and they are still guarding.

Such a battle situation made Bai Qi feel a little chilled, and Zhao Jun's strength far exceeded his estimation.

Bai Qi stood in his tent, sighed weakly, and picked up the pen on the table with his old hand.

In the early morning of this day, a Qingqi cavalry drove out from the camp of the Qin army and ran towards Zhao army's position.

The tent was still warm. Zhao Kuo sat on the main seat and coughed weakly.

He has completely lost his appearance, he is haggard, looks a few times thinner, and his two frames are sunken. His dry hair was coiled together with blood stains, and the general's armor on his body was full of sword marks and holes, which was unsightly.

The soldier walked in slowly with a bowl of steaming broth: "General, it's time for dinner."

Then he put the bowl in front of Zhao Kuo, hesitated for a moment and said, "It's horse meat."

In the current Zhao army camp, only Zhao Kuo can eat horse meat, and the rest eat dead bodies picked up on the battlefield.

"Report!" A thin-faced soldier stood at the door holding a piece of wood in his hand: "General, there is a message from the Qin army."

Qin Jun

Zhao Kuo frowned and said weakly, "Bring it up."

The soldier stepped forward and sent the wooden stick in his hand to Zhao Kuo's desk.

It is said to be news, but it is actually just a piece of bark with four large characters written on it.

Those who descend will not be killed.

He stared blankly at the four words on the dry and cracked bark.

a long time.

Zhao Kuo closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

But in the end, it became deeply powerless.

After a long time, he let go of his fist and let out a long sigh, as if he was sighing everything.

For a moment, he seemed to be ten years older.

He tiredly asked the soldiers beside him, "How long have I been waiting?"

The soldier's eyes darkened: "Forty-fifth day, today is the forty-sixth day."

"How many enemies were killed?"

"More than two hundred thousand."

"That's it." Zhao Kuo nodded, looking at the flying snow outside the account like a dead tree.

"It's fine if the descendant is not killed"

After all, Zhao Kuo's heart softened. He really didn't dare to take the last 200,000 people to die together.

He has personally filled 200,000 people into this bottomless battlefield, and he really can't fight anymore.

Loyalty to the emperor and serve the country

hehe

Zhao Kuo had tears in his eyes.

"Order, the whole army, surrender!"

The soldiers looked at Zhao Kuo blankly.

But saw that Zhao Kuo had stood up.

His lifeless body was like a flash of light, and he stood up straight again and walked out of the tent holding his own spear.

Heavy snow was flying in the sky, and he patted the horse standing in the snow.

"I'm going into battle, will you follow?"

"Hmph." The black horse snorted and rubbed Zhao Kuo's robe.

"Hahaha, good!"

Get on the horse.

"General."

"General"

Along the way, countless people looked at Zhao Kuo.

I saw Zhao Kuo walking out of the camp slowly, alone with one horse.

Zhang Ba's spear emitted a strong cold light, and the horse's hoof stepped on the flying snow lightly.

The blood-stained general walked into the snow and walked towards the Qin Army camp.

The spear was erected, and the cold light was sharp.

Zhao Kuo used the greatest strength in his life and roared.

"All officers and men obey orders!"

"The covenant of the day is to break the enemy, and the Qin army will be unable to go north. We have not failed Zhao Guo, our wives and children."

"The army of Qin promises that the surrender will not be killed, and after my death, he has the right to surrender and save his own life.

"Zhao Kuo owes you a life, and you will pay it back in the next life. This is my last military order, and nothing will be lost."

"Military orders are like mountains!"

"My son of the Zhao family, I will fight the world with my sword and horse, and serve the country loyally, so why not die!"

The high-pitched voice seemed to penetrate the sky with a soaring fighting spirit.

Make Feixue mess up.

One sound, another sound echoed in the mountains and forests of Changping.

"I am Zhao Kuo, the general of the Zhao Kingdom! Who will fight with me!"

Riding alone, he charged at the Qin army's thousands of horses and horses.

Bai Qi stood in the distance, watching Zhao Kuo rushing in with a calm expression. After he sent the letter, he guessed Zhao Kuo's choice.

This is also his last persuasion. If Zhao Kuo still does not surrender, Bai Qi will choose to bully the entire Zhao army to surrender.

Behind him, Gu Nan was standing aside in black armor, and there was also a row of crossbowmen who had assembled early, drawing their bows and opening their crossbows, and the arrows were freezing cold in the cold winter.

Bai Qi raised his hand slightly, then lowered it lightly: "Fire the arrow."

Like the rain of migratory locusts, random arrows are shot out.

Take a few breaths.

Submerged that single ride in the snow.

The horse stopped, rushed forward a few more steps, and finally knelt down on the snow, which was stained red.

Zhao Kuo was sitting on a horse and counting arrows in his body, his eyes were filled with blood-red threads.

Looking up at the flying snow all over the sky, his pupils became dilated and his vision gradually blurred.

The sky is long and the army is dead, and it is not good when the bones are turned to ashes.

"bump!"

One person and one horse fell to the ground, the snow was stained red with blood, and there was no more sound.

Zhao Kuo's vision gradually blurred, looking at the faint light in the sky, he seemed to see something, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

The world is at peace.

Miss Gu, the world you mentioned, Kuo, I really want to see...

In the Zhao army camp, a voice tremblingly shouted: "Lead the general!"

The soldiers rode horses and ran in the camp, with snow splashing everywhere.

The order was called over and over again, echoing over the barracks.

"drop!"

When the soldiers in the battalion heard this order, their faces turned red and they couldn't say a word.

Clenching his hands until they turned white, he looked at Qin Jun's camp with an expression in his eyes that seemed to be devouring people and bones.

For a long time, as if exhausting all the strength in his body, he tremblingly put down the weapon in his hand.

With the first voice remembered.

One sound after another covered the past.

The terrifying momentum is like an army of tigers and wolves about to charge to kill the enemy.

"Under the order of the general, surrender!"