The faces of the generals changed, and they all lowered their heads and showed hesitation.

Everyone knows the meaning of Lu Su's words.

The so-called staying and holding on to Chaisang is actually tantamount to sacrificing oneself in exchange for Sun Ce and the main army retreating.

Because everyone knows that once Chaisang becomes a lonely city and is besieged by Su Zhe, there will be only one end.

The city was ruined.

From all the sieges they had heard about Su Zhe, there was not a single example of being able to successfully defend it, and all of them were broken through by Su Zhe.

These Jiangdong fierce generals naturally have no confidence to break the myth that Su Zhe is invincible.

Sun Ce turned his head and swept towards everyone, but what he saw was a lowered head, everyone didn't dare to look at him, and no one stepped forward.

Sun Ce was disappointed, his brows furrowed, and he was about to get angry.

"I'll stay!"

At this moment, there was a resolute and generous voice among the crowd, and a young general stood up without hesitation.

It's Ling Tong.

Sun Ce breathed a sigh of relief, his gloomy expression turned into relief, and he patted Ling Tong and said: "At the critical moment, you have to look at the official performance, okay, I will give you 3,000 soldiers and horses to guard Chaisang, you can rest assured, I will definitely pack up the soldiers and horses and make a comeback." ”

Ling Tong didn't show too much generosity, he just bowed deeply to Sun Ce, and all his trust was in a wordlessness.

Sun Ce patted him on the shoulder, and didn't have time to say more, so he turned around and left.

The generals did not dare to hesitate and followed Sun Ce one after another.

Lu Su also looked at Ling Tong's eyes, and after arching his hand to him with an admiring expression, he sighed helplessly and turned his horse away.

Ling Tong watched Sun Ce go away, secretly gritted his teeth, and led the three thousand soldiers and horses of his headquarters to look at Chaisang City.

The broken 20,000 Jiangdong Army retreated all the way to the grain camp in the east of Chaisang City, scrambling to grab the warship and flee to the river.

Su Zhe followed closely and led the army to kill, first ordered Gan Ning and others to lead the infantry army to surround Chaisang City, and then personally led the cavalry corps to chase all the way to the east water camp.

When he led the Iron Cavalry Corps into the water camp, most of the enemy's defeated army had fled to the Yangtze River, leaving only more than 1,000 soldiers who could not get on the boat, and there were mountains of grain and grass that were too late to burn.

Kill!

Su Zhe showed no mercy, ran over with iron horses, and killed the remaining more than 1,000 Jiangdong troops and howled wolves.

At noon, the killing finally ended.

The soldiers of the Wei army gathered by the river, scolded the Jiangdong army who fled on the Yangtze River, showed off their might, and enjoyed the pride of the victor.

Su Zhe looked at the enemy army who fled into the river, and sneered: "Chaisang has been lost, the door to Jiangdong is wide open, Sun Ce, you are in that corner, I see where you can escape." ”

At this time, Hu Che'er rushed over, carrying a large bag of grain and grass, and shouted excitedly: "King Wei, look, this water camp is full of grain and grass, and there are at least four or five hundred thousand hundred, let's send it now!" ”

Su Zhe's eyes lit up.

These hundreds of thousands of grains and grass are an unexpected joy for him, and with these grains and grasses, they can greatly reduce the burden of the people of Jingzhou.

Su Zhe nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "Very good, tonight we will use the grain, rice, wine and meat that Sun Ce gave us to celebrate well." ”

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the veteran Huang Zhong also galloped over, shouting excitedly: "King Wei, this battle is really happy, we have killed 7,000 enemy troops, and captured at least more than 3,000 people, how does King Wei plan to deal with these people?" ”

"Put them all back to Koto." Su Zhe flicked his hand decisively.

Huang Zhong was stunned, obviously unable to understand Su Zhe's intentions.

These captives were all strong men, even if they were not incorporated for their own use, they should not be put back to boost Sun Ce's military strength, wouldn't it be better to kill them.

Su Zhe saw his incomprehension, so he sneered: "It's only three thousand people, even if they are all absorbed, it doesn't matter, it's better to let them go back, and let the Jiangdong people know the horror of our Great Wei Wang Shi through their mouths!" ”

Huang Zhong suddenly realized that he was busy praising Su Zhe's wisdom.

Su Zhe left some soldiers and horses, guarded the grain camp in the east of the city, and led his own iron cavalry division to go straight to Chaisang City.

When he turned back and returned, he learned that Sun Ce had left Ling Tong to lead 3,000 soldiers and horses to defend Chaisang, and put on a posture of defending the lonely city.

Huang Zhong and other generals were in high spirits, and they asked Su Zhe for battle, and immediately attacked the city with a large army, and forcibly razed Chaisang City to the ground.

"Ling Tong, will the enemy defending the city be Ling Tong......" Su Zhe thought for a while, remembering Ling Cao who had just been captured before, and had an idea in his heart.

At the moment, Su Zhe was not in a hurry to attack the city, so he only left the whole army to go down around Chaisang City and surrounded this Jiangdong gateway.

In the evening, the smell of meat and wine overflowed in the camps, and laughter echoed everywhere, and the victorious soldiers indulged in heavy drinking, sang and celebrated this joyful victory.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, Su Zhegao sat on it, and after a few glasses of wine, he ordered Ling Cao to be escorted over.

The order was handed down, and a moment later, several personal soldiers dragged Ling Cao, who was stained with blood, and escorted him into the big tent.

Plop tom ~~

Ling Cao's knees weakened, and he knelt in front of Su Zhe in a dejected manner.

There is no generosity, no passion, no anger, no determination to die, only endless despair.

Anyone could see that Ling Cao was completely shocked by Su Zhe's wisdom and strategy, and had regarded Su Zhe as a god.

What can mortals have in front of the gods but fear.

"Come on, let him loose." Su Zhe flicked his hand.

Left and right stepped forward to untie Ling Cao, but he still knelt there weakly, and he didn't even have the courage to raise his head and face Su Zhe.

Su Zhe got up and stepped forward, personally helped the lost body up, and brought him the wine glass in his hand, "Drink a glass of wine and suppress the shock." ”

Ling Cao took the wine glass, raised his head tremblingly, and looked at Su Zhe with a complicated look in his eyes.

In addition to fear and panic, there is also a deep sense of shame.

Because, when Su Zhe let him go, he didn't use any means against him, he pretended to be drunk and eavesdropped on Su Zhe's conversation, but he fell into the trap set by Su Zhe for him and helped Su Zhe implement the divisive plan.

Everything is self-righteous and self-inflicted.

Now, when facing Su Zhe again, he thought that Su Zhe would be angry and directly behead him, but he didn't expect Su Zhe to pick him up with his own hands and hand him wine, how could he not feel ashamed of such an unexpected move.

"King Wei......" Ling Cao's voice choked, not knowing what to say.

Su Zhe patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said with relief: "Your strength lies in the courage of water battles, not resourcefulness, and it is not a shame to be calculated by this king, there is no need to give up on yourself like this." ”

Ling Cao's heart was shocked, and tears of emotion were almost rolling out of his eyes, he never dreamed that Su Zhe would be so generous, and he was still comforting him.

At this point, he had completely surrendered to Su Zhe.

Plop!

He knelt down in front of Su Zhe again, and said resolutely: "The King of Wei is really a god descending to earth, and the destiny of heaven returns, and the last general is willing to return to the King of Wei, and go to the soup for the King of Wei, and never give up!" ”