It was already late at night, and Guo Xiancheng felt cold on his body for no reason, and some of his hair was standing upside down. This made him lose all sleepiness. He simply walked out of the tent, stood in the night, and looked up at the stars in the sky. .

The moonlight was just right tonight, but he had no intention of appreciating it at all. He was less than twenty miles away from Wangjiazhuang, but he did not launch an offensive. Now his troops were insufficient, and ten thousand people were in power. Facing the Ming army's ace army miners' camp, Guo Xiancheng had no chance of winning.

He could only wait, waiting for good news to come from both the left and right wings. Then he invested another 10,000 main forces to the Biheyan line, so that the offensive and defensive forces were completely leveled, Biheyan's front finally stabilized. Now, it's all about Cao Ge. As long as he makes a breakthrough, the prospects for this battle will still be excellent.

The figure flashed slightly at the corner of his eyes, and Tao Zhihai appeared beside him.

"Master Tao, why haven't you rested yet?" Guo Xiancheng asked.

Tao Zhihai didn't say anything, but turned his head to look towards the millstone. Suddenly, his body shook slightly and flew out from a distance. Guo Xiancheng was shocked and quickly followed.

The two of them had just stepped out of the camp. Under the moonlight, one of them ran wildly with his head and hair. Behind the man, the other was carrying a big knife and was rushing to chase him.

"Master Wen!" Guo Xiancheng exclaimed in dismay.

During the moonlit night, it was Wen Yaowu and He Rentu who fled and chased after him. Seeing Wen Yaowu someone responded, He Rentu sighed disappointed and stopped suddenly.

"He Rentu!" Tao Zhihai stared at the murderous He Rentu and growled in gritting his teeth.

He Rentu glanced at him and couldn't help laughing: "I said who is it? It turns out that he is the defeated general! Why, I'm here to challenge him again today?"

Tao Zhihai's face turned red and white, and was so angry that he couldn't speak. He was really lucky. On the battlefield of Qi Chu, he met Fu Baoshi of Wanjian Sect, but he couldn't do it. He was beaten up and ran away. Later, he went to the barbarians to help with the battle, and then attacked He Rentu, who had just been promoted to the master. He originally thought he was holding a handful, but unexpectedly, He Rentu, a master who entered the Tao, had no worse combat power than Fu Baoshi, so he was beaten up again and escaped seriously injured.

The so-called enemy road is narrow, and the two of them collided again this time.

"Just about to understand!" Tao Zhihai said fiercely.

He Rentu glanced behind Tao Zhihai, Guo Xiancheng held the hilt of the knife in his forehand, his face was as deep as water, and walked up step by step. Tao Zhihai, a master, and Guo Xiancheng at level nine, He Rentu naturally would not do such a beating. He smiled: "You must be very busy today. I won't bother with you anymore. If you have time that day, I will beat you up."

Amid the laughter, He Rentu turned around and left.

Tao Zhihai stood there, his teeth nippled, but he did not chase after him. Guo Xiancheng, who was walking behind him, didn't even pull out his sheath.

Because both of them had a very bad feeling in their hearts.

Wen Yaowu was extremely injured, not to mention that one arm was gone, and along the way, he chased and fled with He Rentu. There were almost no good places on his body, covered with scars and blood stained his whole body, which made Tao Zhihai extremely shocked. It seemed that He Rentu's skills had made great progress again.

"Cao Ge is defeated!" Wen Yaowu looked at Guo Xiancheng with a pale face.

Just like the five thunders hit the top, Guo Xiancheng instantly froze there. If Cao Ge is defeated, how could Cao Ge be defeated?

"General Guo, Cao Ge was not only defeated, but almost all the troops were destroyed." Wen Yaowu said tragically: "Prepare to retreat. Now there are still Xie Lin's cavalry on the right wing to support it for a while and delay time. Once Xie Lin's cavalry is also eliminated, we will be trampled on the rear and surrounded by the Ming army in Fengxian."

Guo Xiancheng still stood there like a wooden sculpture, without any reaction. Wen Yaowu sighed and closed his eyes. Tao Zhihai half-squatted on the ground to stop bleeding, apply medicine, and bandage him. There is nothing to worry about injuring external injuries. However, in addition to the terrifying external injuries on his body, Wen Yaowu suffered severe damage inside. I am afraid that it will be impossible to recover within a year or two. Even if he recovers, his martial arts will never return to his peak period.

With a wow, Guo Xiancheng opened his mouth and spitted out a mouthful of blood, his face was as shaking as gold paper. Guo Xiancheng knew very well that this defeat had a profound impact on the entire Qi State. What is even more worrying is that this defeat is very likely to touch the other two battlefields. Will the Chu army still sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight? Will the Qin people think that they will come to get a bargain?

His military career has come to an end. Guo Xiancheng is very clear about this. His Majesty the Emperor will not tolerate such failure. He walked towards the camp with heavy steps. Wen Yaowu said it well. If he withdraws his troops, he must withdraw his troops immediately. Now is not the time to consider his gains and losses. What he needs to do now is to bring more soldiers to retreat.

River-crossing rock, high dam defense line.

Xian Bisong just took a nap at dawn, and then jumped up like chicken blood to prepare to challenge again. In the past two days, the Ming army's attack was like the waves of the sea, one after another. Not only was the high dam dangerous, but other places were in a row. Fortunately, Guo Xianchengji transferred 10,000 troops from the middle road, which enriched his troops, but even so, he was exhausted.

The only thing that made him feel relieved was that after the Ming army experienced the fierce attacks in the previous two days, the momentum of the offensive slowed down significantly, which was obviously at a limit. As long as he persisted for a few more days, the situation would improve greatly. The offensives would fail to attack repeatedly, and their morale would inevitably be affected. At that time, he could adopt some counterattack and harassment strategies in time, and relieve the pressure on the defense line.

He walked to the top of the dam, which he once regarded as impregnable as a defense line, had long been beyond recognition. Except for the one at the highest point, everything else no longer exists. Now the Ming army is stationed at the bottom of the dam, and the three dark rooms that have caused him to suffer are still standing there. As soon as the war begins, they will spew out trembling fireballs, causing the entire defense line to fall into a sea of ​​fire. At the top of the dam, hundreds of scattered stone planes of Qi's army were almost completely destroyed by the opponent on the first day.

Without mobility, once installed, it becomes an old-fashioned catapult with a fixed attack point. In front of the opponent's long-range attack weapon with fast moving and extremely fast firing speed, it is completely garbage and has no power to fight back at all.

On the first night, he organized people to attack the three dark rooms, but the Ming army had already taken precautions and set up a trap and waited for him to take the bait. He gained nothing except losing hundreds of elite soldiers in vain.

With the increase of Qi army, Gaoba's Ming army also added a new battle camp. In addition to Huang Hao's Ruijin Camp, Wild Dog's Canglang Camp also came. Every attack would make Xian Bisong's heart beat faster. The madness of these two Ming troops was beyond his imagination. The battles in the past two days made him extremely suspicious of the title of Qi army's number one in the world, because he was ashamed of himself in front of his opponent.

"The Ming army is very quiet today!" Looking down at the Ming army's position under the dam, Xian Bisong inexplicably felt relaxed. At this time, the Ming army had already shaken the sky with war drums and shouted like thunder and began to prepare for the attack, but today, the lower part was quietly.

Lan Yongchuan nodded: "No matter how strong the Ming army is, it is impossible for them to maintain that fierce offensive momentum, or they can take a breath today!"

Both of them looked at each other and felt relaxed. Xian Bisong was the main general. In addition to allocating troops to deal with the safety of the entire defense line, sometimes he had to personally take on the battlefield to deal with the crisis. However, Lan Yongchuan, as the master of the formation, was targeted by the opponent's master Huo Guang. As long as he appeared, Huo Guang would definitely follow him like a shadow.

The first battle between the two left a psychological shadow on Lan Yongchuan. Whenever the two met again, he always felt like he was restrained. A master like them who grew up in the sect and practiced smoothly all the way to the master level was always much worse than those like Huo Guang in such a big scene. This is not about the level of his skill, but about a state of mind. Like Lan Yongchuan, he used to be more of a one-on-one fight, and there were very few such fierce battles among thousands of troops.

The battlefield is not a world of martial arts.

A chaotic sound of horse hooves shattered the tranquility on the battlefield. A war horse ran straight to the height of the dam, running towards Xian Bisong, and came to the two of them before they turned over and dismounted.

"General Xian, General's Order!" The visitor walked to Xian Bisong, reached out and handed an arrow to Xian Bisong's hand, lowered his voice, and said, "General's Order, the entire army retreated and first went to Fengxian to meet."

After hearing this, Xian Bisong was stunned and retreated. He asked back in disbelief, and Lan Yongchuan on the side also widened his eyes in shock.

"Yes, retreat!" The visitor lowered his head, with an extremely depressed voice: "Our right-hand General Cao Ge lost, and 30,000 troops were almost destroyed. If he did not retreat, the rear route would be cut off, and the middle and general Xian would be surrounded by the Ming army."

"How could Cao Ge fail?" Even though the Ming army was strong, Xian Bisong did not expect that Cao Ge would lose, and would lose so completely, and the entire army would be destroyed? 15,000 elite troops that could compete with Long Xiang's army, 5,000 cavalry, and 10,000 county soldiers, were gone like this?

Retreat? Now on the defense line of the river rock, your troops and the Ming army's dog teeth are intertwined, and they are almost facing each other. How to retreat?

"The General said, try to preserve the vitality and bring more soldiers home as much as possible!" Let's cry, "The Central Army will buy you a day, and from tonight, the Central Army will also start to retreat."
Chapter completed!