Piao Tianwen     Hey, I’m not in good condition recently. Lao An is trying to adjust as much as possible. Please forgive me.

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A heart-to-heart light curtain temporarily isolated the Dashi Army and the Qin Army.

Wang Ce was fine, but Bai Qi was moved.

In order to win or lose a war, we can do everything we can. It is really nothing to use the masters of the Heart and Faces of the various scholars.

From various ancient war examples, it is not surprising that Wang Ce can always see various uses of the mind.

The other party is a bachelor of the mind and physiognomy, but such a large range of light curtains consume extremely mental energy. They will not be able to support them for too long.

Once the light curtain is released, it means that most of the defeated soldiers of Yuan Chuan's troops have been abandoned.

Bai Qi sent out the Qin army without hesitation and accepted this gift of no less than 40,000 prisoners of war with a smile. Finally, he looked at Wang Ce: "Lord, there are many wounded soldiers, please find a way to treat him."

"Yeah." Wang Ce nodded seriously and released a war spirit: "Li Si, go and tell Meng Tian and Wang Jian and send the wounded soldiers over."

Li Si hurriedly went there, and Wang Ce quietly released Bian Que. When the wounded soldiers from the southeast were sent over, Bian Que could be treated together.

Sure enough, after the light curtain temporarily blocked the Qin army's attack, a short while later, a defense line was organized inside and it was automatically revoked.

Wang Ce looked at the dejected soldiers of the Dashi Army who had no fighting spirit or morale at all, and suddenly turned around: "You think the Dashi Army is willing to surrender?"

"Master, why not surrender."

Someone's words angered Zhu Guangwu, smashed the teacup and ordered fiercely: "Drag him out and chop him!"

After a cold look, Zhu Guangwu said coldly: "Who dares to surrender again!"

In the awkward atmosphere, there was even more embarrassing silence.

This battle cannot be fought.

It may not be that the generals of the Great Army have no fighting spirit or backbone, but the number of Qin troops and their powerful combat power make people feel desperate.

In the north, Bai Qi's troops defeated Yuan Chuan's troops. Even though Yuan Chuan was outstanding, he only managed to gather about 60,000 defeated soldiers and retreated.

In the south, the rear army was defeated by Wang Jian and retreated in dismay. It was almost completely defeated, even Yuan Chuan was not as good as that, and only brought back more than 30,000 people without morale.

To the east, Meng Tian's troops advanced slowly, defeating the central army, and forming great tactical oppression on the central army.

The three armies in front, middle and back were surrounded by the three Qin troops from three directions and compressed the space for the Dashi Army's activity. The Dashi Army faced an attack from three directions, totaling nearly one million Qin troops.

A commander said sadly: "Master, our army is surrounded by three directions in the southeast, north and south. There is no way out."

Zhu Guangwu had no expression on his face, and his hand holding the sword slammed into veins and tried his best to calm down: "That's why you have to think of a solution!" He gritted his teeth: "We must break through!"

Wrong, wrong, all wrong.

Including Zhu Guangwu, he also knew that the Northern Tang Army was released on the East Road was a trap. Wang Ce, a young young coach with no qualifications and no record, used 1.3 million Northern Tang Army as bait to successfully lure the Great World Army into the trap.

The Northern Tang army did not move, and then everyone knew that Wang Ce would use the Battle Spirit Army.

But, it's wrong, it's all wrong.

No one expected that Wang Ce's Battle Spirit Army would be as high as one million, and its combat effectiveness was so amazing. The hope of attacking the Northern Tang Army was completely lost. Instead, it fell into a trap and was about to be swallowed in one bite.

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"We must break through!"

Zhu Guangwu re-emphasized with a pale expression. He didn't even know that he repeatedly emphasized whether he was encouraging himself: "We must preserve the vitality in our great world!"

The great world is not the upper Yang that is at its peak, nor is it the thriving Northern Tang Dynasty. The rivers are falling and falling, which is the true portrayal of the great world.

The Dashi population is nearly 200 million, but today there are only more than 2 million field troops. On the contrary, the number of local troops is almost reaching 2 million. From then on, it shows how embarrassing the Dashi's current situation is.

The generals were silent, with only one word in their expression: "Difficult".

Yuan Chuan was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "Our army's previous front space reached one hundred miles. The front and rear army were defeated in disastrously, and even the oppression of the spiritual army in the east forced the space of our army to shrink to forty miles."

"The circumference space has become very small. The hope of breaking through is very slim."

Zhu Guangwu looked low: "West Road!" It was like grabbing a life-saving straw: "Break through the west!"

The generals bowed their heads and looked at each other miserably. It seemed that the general was really panicked.

Wang Cebai clearly surrounds three, one lacks one, and each of the three sides of the southeast, north and north has an amazing cultivation level and a terrifying combat power. The one missing is the west.

At first glance, the west side looked empty, but 800 miles away was the main force of the 800,000 field army of the Northern Tang Army. Perhaps it had already advanced at this time and was waiting for the rabbit with a covetous look.

To break through to the west, it is better to choose one direction to break through the siege.

Zhu Guangwu was silent for a while and knew that he had made up his words. However, the 300,000 army was surrounded by nearly one million powerful battle spirit troops, and there was no way out.

At this time, a personal guard broke in and reported urgently: "Master General, Wang Ce sent someone to... come and persuade the surrender!"

Zhu Guangwu's face suddenly turned red and he was furious: "Why do you advise me to surrender? Let the person come back and get out!"

The generals looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "Master, why not listen to what the person coming here said."

After persuading, Zhu Guangwu's anger erupted, but it was just the generals' intention, and he signaled that the visitor would come in.

The visitor was a personal guard of Wang Ce, a master of Dou Gang, who brought Wang Ce's personal agent: "Military Zhu, Marshal Wang said that as long as the Dashi Army surrenders, you will guarantee your lives and allow you to redeem people in the Great World."

Bang! Zhu Guangwu slapped the table and roared: "Who is Wang Ce? What is his right to surrender to me? When I was rampant in the world, he was still wearing open-crotch pants!" The generals of the world changed their qualities.

Zhu Guangwu was hysterical: "What is the Northern Tang Dynasty? It's just a nouveau riche. I have been scattered in the world for more than a thousand years, and I have never been afraid of anyone."

The messenger tried to calm down and calm down: "Marrior Zhu, Marshal Wang, my Marshal Wang has a good intention. I don't want too many soldiers of your country to die in battle. With your current situation, do you think there is a chance to break through?"

Zhu Guangwu was furious: "Get back, I, Mr. Zhu, will never surrender, I, would rather die to the end!"

The messenger had no expression on his face. He bowed to show his face and turned around and was about to leave. However, Zhu Guangwu instantly showed a violent look: "My Great Army is not a place where you can come whenever you want. You can go whenever you want! Drag it down and chop it down."

"Then. The battle was decided with Wang Ce."

Zhu Guangwu looked at the generals with a cold look and said, "I think who dares to surrender?" The generals' hearts skipped a beat, and these words were vaguely targeting them.

Yuan Chuan's expression changed and stepped forward a few steps: "Master, you must not, the two armies will confront each other, and the envoy will not be killed."

Zhu Guangwu was calm and knew that the rule was not to beheaded, so it was not easy to break it, but he also sneered: "Okay, then don't kill it!"

"But I won't be so cheap, Wang Ce!"

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The messenger is back.

Wang Ce's faint eyes brewed with rage flames.

The messenger was humiliated and was wearing a bright outfit, but his clothes were stripped clean and his bare butt was driven back.

Wang Ce sent an envoy from his personal guard, bringing an olive branch representing peace, but reaping the humiliation and hysteria of the Great Army.

The guard stood naked in front of the generals, blushing, but pursing his lips and saying nothing.

Wang Ce slowly walked over like a silent volcano, untied his bright red cloak, and personally put on the guard.

The candlelight was jumping, reflecting Wang Ce's face turned yellow and dark red.

Papa bang! Qin Guangwu and other generals all slapped their tables. They were extremely angry and bowed to their bodies: "Master, the Great Army is so humiliating the envoy, our army will never let the Great Army go!"

Wang Ce nodded slowly, his calm eyes mixed with coldness, and slowly swept over Yan Ding, Gong Taiping and others. Many generals of the Northern Tang Dynasty were extremely angry and in a turbulent mood. If their subordinates were here, they would definitely not hesitate to ask for battle.

The messenger was preparing to bring peace, but what was sent back was the provocation of war!

The atmosphere in the camp was as if it was about to explode, and only one spark was needed to detonate it.

Wang Ce grinned and smiled loudly: "Then, it will be as he wishes!"

"Bai Qi, attack." Wang Ce explained intriguingly: "If you want to fight this battle, you will fight as much as you want! If you want to kill, you will kill as much as you want. I allow you to use any means."

Bai Qi bowed and smiled: "Yes, lord!"

Wang Ce said, in order to disguise, signaling Li Si: "Li Si, use the fastest speed to notify Meng Tian and Wang Jian and attack immediately!"

The war spirit soldiers who were practicing cross-legged and recovering their strength and spiritual energy all stood up in the night with a thunderous thunder.

Wang Ce's personal guards quickly organized themselves in the night, lit various bonfires and torches, and tried their best to shine on the darkness, creating an environment for nighttime combat.

"attack!"

Bai Qi led the Ruiz, roaring and roaring. The endless Qin soldiers responded to the promise and burst out with an angry roar that broke through the darkness.

Wang Ce hung down from the sky, and the Bai Qi tribe in the northern area alone formed a front line that was nearly twenty miles long.

The Qin army's offensive was like a tide, and the defense line of the Great World Army was like a lonely boat in an angry tide.

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The dark night is a convenience for a few people who are interested.

Although once you reach the level of Wuzong, there will be basically no difference between day and night. In fact, there will always be a certain difference.

It is difficult to get closer during the day, but at night, you can take advantage of the black track and get closer quietly.
To be continued...