One side was burning the boat, while the other side was waiting for work. The two sides, who had a huge difference in strength, fought fiercely on the narrow battlefield. The thick night provided excellent cover for the Zhao Bing, but despite this, they were unable to break through the iron wall of the Qin army in the end.

The wave of attack became weaker and weaker as time went by. When the sky turned white, the Zhao army's offensive finally stopped.

The corpses of the Zhao army were almost everywhere on the muddy land. In order to survive, the Zhao army broke through was brave, but sometimes bravery could not determine the final result, and the bravest soldiers were often the first to die.

The warriors who can fight and dare to fight have already fought all of them. The remaining Luo Han and others, seeing that things are not to be ignored, retreated to the mountain early. At this time, at the foot of the mountain, there were only beards and personal guards, and the nervous guards were beside the dazed Zhao Kuo.

"It's gone, it's gone"

Zhao Kuo sat blankly on a stone, his armor was hanging crookedly, and there were bloodstains on his face covered in mud. It was left by the guards next to him to protect him. Now, the guard was lying not far from him, and his body was already cold, but Zhao Kuo would rather die last night, because in that way, he would no longer feel guilty about the endgame in front of him.

The fierce soldiers of the Qin Dynasty had surrounded him layer by layer, desperately compressing the activity space of Zhao Kuo and others. Zhao Kuo, who was sitting in the middle, could even clearly see the ghost-faced patterns on the bronze shield, and his beard was nervously blocking Zhao Kuo's front, and his personal guards' weapons were unanimous to the outside world. However, everything was futile and nothing could stop the Qin army from advancing.

But just as the beard decided to fight to the death, the Qin army's shield in the front row suddenly poked heavily on the ground. Apart from the heavy breathing, it was silent for a moment.

"Taittatatata."

Bai Qi rode on the horse, walked slowly to the back of the shield wall, and looked down at the Zhao army trapped in the middle. They were all their own prisoners, of course, the premise was that they were willing to surrender.

"You are Zhao Kuo"

Hearing Bai Qi's question, Zhao Kuo's eyes seemed to have regained some spirit. He raised his head, looked at this opponent he had never met, and asked in an indifferent tone: "You are Bai Qi."

“Haha something interesting”

Bai Qi was amused by Zhao Kuo's attitude. He had fought many years and had met countless enemy generals, but it was not many who dared to speak to him like this after being captured. Among them, Zhao Kuo was the only one who came from a literati.

Reducing the smile on his face, Bai Qi knocked the whip in his hand and said to Zhao Kuo: "Now I will give you two choices, first, to surrender your subordinates, to live; second, to be tough and die. I don't have much patience, you only have one chance to answer."

Zhao Kuo rubbed his stiff face hard, stood up straight with his sword, and then looked straight at Bai Qi in front of him, and the god of killing in the mouths of the countries in the Central Plains. He heard him breathing a long sigh and asked, "Are you all afraid of death?"

The beard next to him smiled and replied, "The fear of death has all run to the mountain. If you dare to stay here, how can you be so cowardly?"

The guards around him did not speak, but just moved their bodies closer to the middle, and the hand holding the weapon tightened.

"Hmph, stubborn"

Bai Qi snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "You think I can't subdue the Zhao army on the mountain without you. Find some soldiers with loud voices for me and shout at the mountain together, saying that their chief general has surrendered and asked them to put down their weapons and walk down the mountain by themselves. After a stick of incense, we will not be captured."

"You... mean"

Zhao Kuo was shocked at first, then angry. Bai Qi's move was not poisonous. As long as he played Zhao Kuo's sign, the Zhao Bing on the mountain who was unaware of the situation was easily bewitched by him. In addition, the deputy general Luo Han had long been willing to surrender. With himself as the main general at the bottom, he surrendered without any psychological pressure. Zhao Kuo smiled bitterly and shook his head. Bai Qi said it was right. Whether he surrendered or not is indeed irrelevant. As long as he was controlled in his hands, what would you say is not his own business?

Sure enough, when he heard that the main general had surrendered, the Zhao soldiers on the mountain suddenly lost their backbone. In addition, they saw Zhao Kuo standing among the Qin army from afar, not like making a false act. The Zhao soldiers finally let go of their guards, threw away the weapons in their hands, and came out one by one. Luo Han hid on the mountain and watched quietly. When he found that the Zhao soldiers who went down first were not ambushed, but were uniformly taken to the rear of the military formation to settle, Luo Han and the other generals looked at each other and finally walked out.

"call."

A bitterness erupted in Zhao Kuo's heart, and more than 100,000 troops were buried in his hands in vain. After this battle, Zhao State must have been greatly damaged. However, there are nearly 200,000 troops in Shangdang County. As long as Shangdang can be protected, Zhao State still has hope.

"General Bai, these personal guards were bewitched by me, and they were not really willing to be enemies with your army. Zhao Kuo was willing to die to calm your army's anger. I hope General Bai can let them have a way out in large numbers."

After saying that, Zhao Kuo threw away his sword and bowed to the end.

"General, you can't do this, you can't do it, but we would rather die than be humiliated by the Qin thief." He held Zhao Kuo with his beard and said loudly.

It happened that Luo Han and others passed by. After hearing the shouts, they couldn't help but slow down and looked straight at them.

I heard Bai Qi sneer and said lightly: "I have given you the opportunity. You didn't catch it. Now you beg for mercy. Don't you think it's too late?"

After a change of topic, Bai Qiran ordered: "No one left Zhao Kuo"

"Here"

Qin soldiers holding shields swarmed up and instantly drowned the guards. Bearded with a shield with one hand and his toes tightly clamped the ground, trying to ask the soldiers behind him to support a space, but the people behind him did not survive until that time. When the last soldier fell down, the sharp sword penetrated from behind the beard, and the cold sword tip came out of his chest.

"Puchi phuchi"

The bearded and his arms were hanging down weakly, but the person was clamped by the shields around him and never fell down. In the gaps of the shields, the weapons were still spitting, and each stroke would bring out blood.

The bearded head was hanging and shaking, as if he was unwilling to accept his powerlessness, and as if he was sad for the surrendered soldiers. Why couldn't they understand that the killing god Bai Qishan was the murderer, would he willingly leave this burden of more than 100,000 with him?

"No"

Zhao Kuo wanted to rush to the bearded side, but after taking two steps, he was held tightly by the shields around him. Bai Qi turned around and said coldly to Zhao Kuo: "I will give you another last chance to persuade the commanders of Shangdang County to surrender. You can choose to refuse, but I will concentrate these hundreds of thousands of surrendered soldiers in front of you, with one team of one hundred people. If you refuse once, I will kill a hundred people until you agree." To be continued.

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Chapter completed!