Chapter 420: Drunken Red Face (Xie League's Lord Caiyun's Southern Reward)

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In the sky above Anyang City, the blood was monstrous.

The flames of war burned from morning to evening, still vigorous and never extinguished.

The blood light that soars into the sky reflects the sunset in the sky.

Like a dream, like an illusion.

Such as weeping, such as complaining.

In the midst of the war, the inconspicuous city of Anyang has always stood tall.

Lian Po rode on his warhorse, his brows furrowed.

The tenacity of the enemy army was beyond his imagination. On three or four occasions throughout the afternoon, the army was almost on the verge of taking the walls, and again and again, and was repulsed.

It's really an iron army.

Lian Po thought of the Jiangdong warriors who had been powerful on the frontal battlefield before, and perhaps only they could be compared to the enemy army in front of him.

sighed with emotion, but Lian Po's brows wrinkled tighter. Although the lord did not say it explicitly or accuse anything, Lian Po could feel that the lord was dissatisfied with the battle situation and dissatisfied with him.

The army of 30,000 stormed for an afternoon, but it couldn't take the small city of Anyang.

If you drag it out any longer, I'm afraid of change!

In just one afternoon, more than 7,000 soldiers were killed. Such a large number of casualties are really terrible. At the foot of the western city wall of Anyang City, it was completely turned into a gloomy morgue, and blood flowed like a river.

Flocks of vultures, hovering in the sky, waiting for an opportunity.

Under the reflection of blood light, even the sunset looks demonic.

The hovering vultures, in the sunset, flashed red in their eyes. Under the influence of the flesh, some vultures have become berserk, and they will fly down to peck at the "delicacy" at all costs.

On the head of the city, the lord flag of the mountain and sea collar is still fluttering in the wind, never fading, and becoming more and more vivid.

The guardians of the banner and the soldiers of the Yulin Guard are also standing.

In this battle, there were not many 1,400 family guards left, and only a few single seedlings remained.

The elites brought by Bai Hua and Phoenix Prisoner also suffered heavy losses. Compared with Yu Linwei, they are not weak in terms of combat power, but only their morale and blood.

The three thousand feathers Lin Wei now have a common military soul. The scarlet figure that stood tall was their military soul. From that moment on, every member of Yu Linwei was willing to die for the prince.

No regrets until death.

On this day, another 500 Lin Wei left forever.

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The red sun sinks in the west, and the last sunset disappears into the distant sky.

The night is coming.

Lian Po let out a long sigh, "Withdraw the troops!" ā€

"No!"

In the rumbling, the soldiers who were still besieging the city receded like a tide. When they passed by the corpses of their comrades, all that was left in their hearts was happiness and endless exhaustion.

They could not imagine that the enemy army on the city walls seemed to never get tired.

The veteran Lian Po took one last look at the city, turned his horse's head, and turned to walk towards the camp.

Tomorrow, tomorrow morning, no matter what the price is, he must take Anyang City.

The eyes of the veteran Lian Po flashed with murderous aura.

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Anyang City, the city lord's mansion.

Ouyang Shuo, who was admired and praised by the soldiers, was beaten down as soon as he returned to the City Lord's Mansion, and there was no trace of heroism.

Bai Hua and the two daughters of the phoenix prisoner carefully treated his wounds, and they were distressed.

"Ugh!"

Suddenly, Ouyang Shuo screamed in pain, but it was the phoenix prisoner who slapped his wound.

"Let you do it!"

A trace of tears flashed in the eyes of the phoenix prisoner.

Drunk and red-faced, red-faced.

Young man, when will you sigh.

Plug in the shepherd's flute, sandbar pipa.

Red face tears, broken intestines.

Mo Dao was young and romantic, and he didn't see it, and he left people's tears.

is Bai Hua, who also complains a lot about Ouyang Shuo.

"Wuyi, do you know how important you are to Shanhai City, to Shanhai Alliance, and even to the entire Qin Dynasty camp?! A gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall, I don't need to talk about this truth, right? ā€

"I understand, but ......"

"No, but, it's a big deal that we withdraw from Anyang City. So far, we still have the upper hand, and there is no need to risk our lives. ā€

"That's it!"

The phoenix prisoner echoed, looking dissatisfied.

Ouyang Shuo shook his head and said, "What are the words?" Do you know how long it will take for Bai Qi to complete the strategic goal once this opportunity is missed? How many people will die during this period? ā€

Silence, dead silence.

It's not how great they are, how compassionate they are.

But on the death list, there must be their warriors, and they make up the majority.

War is so cruel.

After a long time, Ouyang Shuo broke the silence and said, "This time the emperor dust is coming, there must be a master behind it. It is precisely because of this that we cannot let the emperor succeed. Otherwise, it's really hard to say who wins and who loses. ā€

"Superior?"

"Not bad. The bureau laid out by Bai Qibu, how obscure, was broken by this person. ā€

"Who could it be?"

"Think about it, who in the anti-Qin camp can wrestle with Bai Qi?"

"Wu Qi?"

"Nope." Ouyang Shuo shook his head, "If it's Wu Qi, it's not Emperor Chen, but a hero." ā€

"Is that him?"

Suddenly, Bai Hua and Phoenix Prisoner were both startled and thought of someone.

The two daughters are also considered to be knowledgeable, and the lords at that time were all evil to supplement historical knowledge, and they guessed one person at once.

Ouyang Shuo nodded and said, "Yes, it must be Han Xin." ā€

The phoenix prisoner said unconvinced: "Why are you so sure? ā€

"Because it's Emperor Chen." Ouyang Shuo said firmly: "As a representative of the Inhuman, Emperor Chen is the only one who has the conditions to contact Han Xin. ā€

Ouyang Shuo has been a representative of the Inhumans four times, and he is very familiar with the authority of the Inhuman representatives.

"Maybe it's Lian Po?"

Phoenix Prisoner is still not convinced.

"Lian Po? If Lian Po could think of it, he wouldn't have come to attack Anyang City now. ā€

Ouyang Shuo's eyes were unpredictable.

Although Lian Po and Bai Qi are among the four famous generals of the Warring States at the same time, there is still a gap between the two.

"Makes sense."

"Han Xin, that's a fierce man." A trace of envy flashed in Ouyang Shuo's eyes, and he said, "If you really want him to carry it with Bai Qi, this battle may take a long time." ā€

"Therefore, tomorrow we must hold out until the king leaves the army and arrives."

Ouyang Shuo's tone was firm.

The two daughters of Bai Hua were speechless and could no longer say words of persuasion.

"Wuyi, how can we help?"

"Yes!"

Ouyang Shuo's words were astonishing.

"You say!"

The two women were shocked and couldn't wait.

"You forgot, there are still four fierce men in our team." Ouyang Shuo smiled slightly and said, "If they are willing to come forward, our chances of winning will be a little bigger." ā€

"Yes, why did you forget Zhou Bo and them!"

"Hah! With three fierce generals joining, wouldn't it be better to have wings for the tiger? ā€

"Don't rejoice too soon." Ouyang Shuo shook his head, had to splash cold water, and said, "Their heart knots are not so easy to untie. ā€

"Don't worry, leave it to us!"

The phoenix prisoner is full of confidence, she can't fight a war, and she is still very confident in doing ideological work.

Bai Hua's eyes also flashed with a hint of essence.

"Then I'll see."

"Humph!"

The phoenix turned around arrogantly, pulled Bai Hua, and left the study together.

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After the two women left, a young officer walked into the study.

"Prince!"

It was the accompanying intelligence officer of the Military Intelligence Department who came, and his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at the prince. The actions of the prince in the afternoon have been spread throughout the army.

"Where is Wang Lijun, is there a reply?"

"Yes!"

The intelligence officer handed over Wang Li's reply.

Ouyang Shuo opened it and looked at it, his brows stretched slightly.

Wang Li issued a military order in the letter, and before noon tomorrow, 50,000 vanguards must arrive in Anyang City.

"Let's go down!"

"No!"

The intelligence officer stepped back, and a trace of worry flashed on Ouyang Shuo's face. The daytime battle, though won, was only a pyro victory. Even if he can resist tomorrow morning, Yu Linwei will be disabled.

What's more, he is now exposed, exposed in front of the anti-Qin camp. Ouyang Shuo couldn't think of what kind of scene would be when an army of tens of thousands besieged Anyang City.

In that case, he would have to abandon the city and flee.

Otherwise, once you get caught, you will lose all the games.

It's hard!

How to solve such a dilemma?

Retreat, retreat; Guard, but can't keep it.

No matter what, it's better to leave it to Bai Qi for a headache, his task is to persevere.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Shuo waved his pen and wrote a secret letter to Bai Qi. In the letter, Ouyang Shuo gave a detailed account of today's battle situation and the movements of Wang Lijun.

Ouyang Shuo said that he would hold on to Anyang City until reinforcements arrived. As for the task of containing Xiang Yu's army, Bai Qi is in charge.

Presumably, Bai Qi will think of a way.

After all, Ouyang Shuo only had to buy him half a day.

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At night, the hustle and bustle of Anyang City regained its tranquility.

All the ugliness is covered by the night.

Outside the city, the camp of the Emperor Dust Department.

Emperor Chen was alone, staying in the tent, drinking sullen wine.

A great sense of frustration, through the drunkenness, poured into God's heart.

Di Chen didn't expect that the ace troops of Shanhai City would be so powerful. Compared to them, the elite he is proud of is simply bullshit.

The most desperate thing in the world is not to be able to compare with the opponent, but to climb over a mountain, thinking that he has caught up with the opponent, only to find that the opponent has climbed a higher mountain.

The mountains look up.

No way!

In Emperor Chen's eyes, a fierce light flashed.

Based on his observation, according to today's posture, even tomorrow, the army may not be able to capture Anyang City.

Di Chen didn't dare to gamble anymore.

How can you say that you have no clothes, you are so confident, then face the vast army!

Thinking of this, Di Chen worked hard to write a book, and soon wrote a secret letter.

After thinking about it, he wrote a second letter.

"Someone!"

"In!"

"I sent this letter to General Xiang overnight, and said that it was an urgent military situation."

"No!"

Di Chen took out the second secret letter and said, "Give this letter to General Han." ā€

"Understood!"

Qin Wei is Di Chen's absolute confidant and knows Han Xin's existence.

"Go ahead!"

Di Chen waved his hand, his eyes inexplicable.

Tomorrow, it's another battle of needle-to-needle. (To be continued.) )