A moment, just a moment.
Under the attack of the defeated army, this so-called "elite" was like waves hitting rocks, falling apart in an instant...
"Urgent news" came into Zhao Hai's ears like snowflakes.
In fact, this scene happened not only because the elite of the prodigal army was much more elite than Zhao Hai expected, but more importantly, the prodigal army came... too fast! As a result, the Zhao army was hasty to fight, without a good general to lead, and there was also a fool who claimed that he could easily conquer China and was busy and confused...
Otherwise, more than 10,000 Zhao troops would not collapse in an instant.
But now
On the battlefield, countless Zhao soldiers were seen fleeing in all directions, screaming and groaning.
Zhao Hai looked at this scene and recalled the scene in his previous fantasy, feeling that it was a huge irony.
It turns out that becoming famous in one battle or ascending to heaven overnight are not something that can be achieved just by thinking about it...
"No, I can't... Run! Run!"
After recognizing the facts and witnessing the bloodiness of the battlefield, Zhao Hai's halo as a child prodigy was no longer of any use. Now, he was just a helpless little kid. He subconsciously pulled the reins, turned around, and ran madly to escape from the battlefield!
Several third-rate generals were unable to resist and were frightened, so they turned around and ran away.
As a result, the Zhao army lost the will to fight. Even though some soldiers were still fighting bravely, the defeat could not be reversed... For a moment, countless Zhao soldiers fled in the darkness, and many more people simply threw down their weapons and knelt down to beg for mercy to the defeated army whose numbers were far smaller than theirs!
"We are willing to surrender!"
Seeing this, Xueyan quickly grabbed Zhao Jun like a chicken and put him in front of Chu Tianxiao.
After hearing the man's trembling recounting of the details of the battle, Chu Tianxiao's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at the Zhao army lying dead, fleeing, and surrendering everywhere, and couldn't help but smile.
"This Prince Zhao Hai is really an interesting child, um... he has a personality, I like him!"
"Since you are so polite and have created such a good opportunity for us, let's not let this prodigy down..."
Chu Tianxiao looked into the distance with a burning gaze: "Leave a small number of people behind to quickly gather the surrendered soldiers and follow! The rest of you, follow Zhao Hai now and rush to Zhaodu!"
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It was a dark and windy night, and Zhao Hai fled.
At this moment, the regent of the Great Zhao, who was full of vigor and vitality and led thousands of soldiers to fight, intending to give the defeated army a head-on blow, actually only had a few hundred cavalrymen left by his side, most of whom were injured, and less than five generals...
“How could this happen… How could this happen!”
Zhao Hai fled all the way, but he could not forget the scene of his own army being slaughtered and defeated... He couldn't understand why ten thousand people fought against three thousand tired soldiers, and they were caught by surprise, but ended up like this
If someone could look down from above and watch the entire battle, they would find that Zhao Hai's failure was really deserved - what he thought was a "surprise attack" was actually just a rush forward with great fanfare and without any disguise, and was easily discovered by the vanguard scouts of the defeated army, and then... who was attacking whom, is there any need to say
In fact, those third-rate generals had not thought of this, but firstly, they were under pressure from the "highness" and could not overstep their bounds. Secondly, with their level, they thought that everything should be up to the highness - 10,000 people against 3,000 people, it was a sure win, why bother with so many twists and turns? That is to say, Zhao Hai was surrounded by third-rate generals, otherwise, even if there was any famous general of Zhao State, he would not have lost so badly...
But then again, if there really were famous generals of the Zhao State remaining in the Zhao capital, this ridiculous farce would probably not have happened.
But alas, no.
So what happens tonight is already destined and cannot be changed.
Zhao Hai…after all, thought the war was too simple. What he thought were strategies and military tactics were actually all based on one foundation, that is—strength!
To put it bluntly, war is about using the strong to defeat the weak, using the strength of each party to defeat the weak.
Of course, Zhao Hai would never think that his army was weaker than the defeated army beforehand... But at this moment, he truly felt his own "weakness"!
"Zhao Hai, the regent of Zhaodu, is right in front of us! Soldiers of the Prodigal Army, whoever captures Zhao Hai will be personally asked for a reward from His Majesty, and I will personally reward him with a hundred pots of fighting wine!"
After these words were spoken, the defeated army's eyes immediately turned red, and they were so excited that they rushed forward with their weapons desperately, shouting words like "Zhao Hai, don't run away"... Zhao Hai was trembling all over, as if a thorn in his back was heard!
"One hundred pots of fighting wine? My Zhao soldiers might not even get one pot as a reward for conquering a city! But he gave me one hundred pots at once? Does his family make wine?"
"What kind of army is this? Who are these people?"
It was not until this moment that Zhao Hai truly understood that he had really overestimated his own abilities tonight!
He was so regretful! Why did he let himself be so foolish? He even went out of the city to fight... What a fight!
"Run! Run! We will be safe once we get back to Zhaodu!"
Not only Zhao Hai, but also the soldiers who fled with him were also terrified. Seeing the defeated army getting closer and closer, they didn't care about anything else and shouted, "Take off your armor! Take off your armor quickly!"
You know, wearing armor is not only heavy for the person, but also affects the speed of the horse. Therefore, when escaping, taking off the armor can sometimes save your life!
Everyone reacted quickly, and then a pile of armor appeared on the ground.
In theory, this group of people who were able to flee with Zhao Hai must have been relatively successful in the military. They thought that their armor could at least attract the attention of the soldiers of the Loser Army and slow down their pursuit... However, the fact was that no soldier of the Loser Army cared about the armor. In fact, when they glanced at it, there was even a hint of disdain in their eyes...
Yes, disdain!
"The Zhao army is nothing but this!"
"Rubbish armor, it seems that Zhaodu is indeed empty!"
Hearing such voices and seeing the defeated army continuing to chase them, trampling their armor without mercy, these fleeing Zhao soldiers already wanted to die!
When the hell did the equipment of the wealthy Zhao army start to be considered garbage
It is obvious that since Emperor Zhao ascended the throne, the Zhao army is not the strongest, but its equipment is the most valuable!
What kind of army is following behind us
"Throw your weapons!"
"Throw the helmet!"
“Throw away everything!”
One after another, Zhao Hai was the first to take off his full armor. Before he went to war, he wore golden armor and a silver helmet, looking very showy. But now, this outfit was deadly! He took it off frantically, first the helmet, then the shawl... Some things could not be taken off at the moment, so he swung his sword to cut the ropes, sweating profusely, and finally he was reduced to a skinny boy wearing only underwear!
Where is the former majesty