Before Fusu finished speaking, he heard a cry of killing coming from Taiyuan City. A group of army horses rushed out after the city gate opened and rushed towards Fusu's army.

"No, our army's formation is not in order and we have just fought with the enemy. How can we be their opponent?" As soon as he saw the enemies in Taiyuan City attacking him, Fusu couldn't help but panic and hurriedly raised money to rein in the army.

But all this happened too fast. Before the army could retreat, the enemy was already in front of them. In desperation, Fusu's soldiers had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush forward. However, once the two armies fought, Fusu's army was at a disadvantage.

It appeared immediately. The hundreds of people at the front were killed by the enemy in an instant. After hearing Ming Jin's order to retreat, the troops wanted to retreat, but the enemy obviously did not want to do so easily.

He let them go, and after throwing away nearly 5,000 corpses, the Fusu Army broke away from the battle.

"Prince, our army has lost a total of more than 8,000 people today." Hearing this, Fusu felt a pain in his heart. He had already lost 8,000 people just before arriving at Taiyuan City. This was hard for him to accept. Now he

But he calmed down. It was because he didn't take Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's rebel army seriously, and he didn't pay attention to the Qin soldiers guarding Taiyuan. Perhaps it was because he had been dazzled by the continuous victories these days and felt that he had

He had two thousand years more knowledge than others, so he started to feel arrogant. Only after experiencing this defeat did he realize what a big mistake he had made.

Night shrouded the entire mountain valley, and the whole army seemed lifeless because of today's big defeat. This was the most terrifying thing, because the most important thing in fighting now is morale, besides the strength of the troops. If the morale is low, then ten

Even ten thousand people may be defeated by ten thousand people. At this time, Fusu, Zhou Xing, and Zhang Wu were discussing the next battle plan in the main tent.

"I made a big mistake today. I shouldn't have launched an attack rashly in this environment, which caused our army to suffer great losses and demoralized our army." Fusu admitted his mistake as soon as he opened his mouth.

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"Prince, although we are defeated, our main force is still there. I think we still have the strength to fight." Zhou Xing comforted.

"But what should I do if morale is low?" Fusu, who had been playing smoothly, suddenly encountered such a situation and didn't know how to deal with it. "It would be great if Chen Ping was here. With him to give some advice, maybe I wouldn't

Such a reckless move."

"As long as we can win a big victory, the lost morale will come back. The prince will ask us to attack Taiyuan tomorrow." Zhang Wu said loudly.

Fusu sighed and said, "That's all we have to do."

In Taiyuan City, the day shifter was very happy. His anger over the past few days had been vented by the small victory just now. He held up the wine glass in his hand and said loudly: "Come on, everyone has drank this glass of wine, and tomorrow there will be another one."

A battle of life and death." The generals under his command also laughed and drank the wine in their glasses.

"I didn't expect that just after I had completely controlled Taiyuan City, Fusu would send troops to attack. This is really a chance for revenge given by God." The day shift put down the wine glass, picked up an elbow from the plate and gnawed on it.

"Today's sudden attack caught him off guard. I think he will not be convinced and will definitely send people to attack tomorrow."

"General, we now have more than 100,000 troops. Seeing that he only has 50,000 troops, why don't we just go out of the city and kill him without leaving any trace of him?" asked a general.

"What do you know? I have seen Fusu's cavalry. They are really more powerful than the Huns. If we go out of the city and fight them openly, how many men and horses will we lose? Moreover, the cavalry defeated by Fusu

Although Zhang Chu's army has retreated, we don't know if they will come back, so the only way we can do it is to stay in the city." The white squad glared at the general and said. In fact, he had another reason why he couldn't tell him.

Yes, because when he was defeated by Fusu, he always believed that Fusu had used a conspiracy, so he had to use some tricks this time. He wanted to take revenge on Fusu. Of course, this was something that could not be put on the table.

The situation inside and outside the city was completely different at this time, and the battle with Fusu was in trouble.

Genius Meng Meng Liang, Zhang Wu led 20,000 troops to launch an attack on Taiyuan City. However, the city was well prepared. When they arrived, arrows rained down on the city. The first round of the attack was quickly overturned.

Repelled.

Fusu was still watching the great showdown from his chariot. He saw his warriors rushing forward despite the rain of arrows, but every time they advanced a short distance, several of them would fall.

Finally, they were allowed to fight to the bottom of the city, but the stones from above were also thrown down. Each stone was the size of a tabletop. It was smashed from the city wall several feet high. It was so powerful that the soldiers below were transformed as long as they hit it.

They turned into meat. But Fusu's soldiers were not intimidated by this. They began to use their bows and crossbows to fight back at the Qin soldiers guarding the city. At the same time, they also began to build ladders to the top of the city.

Up and down the city wall, human lives were nothing more than a number. Countless people fell, and countless people rushed forward stepping on their corpses. At this time, Fusu really felt the cruelty on the battlefield. Before,

We were all on our own side, watching the enemy use their bodies to attack the city wall, but this time it was our own people's turn to perform a human charge.

From sunrise to sunset, the day passed quickly. Zhang Wu had to take his troops back to the camp. In one fell swoop, he lost another seven to eight thousand troops today. These were the absolute elite of Fusu's army. When Fusu

When I saw this data, I almost sat on the ground.

"Now it seems that Taiyuan will not be defeated for a while. In my opinion, we should retreat first and wait until a more suitable opportunity comes back." Zhou Xing looked at the pale Fusu and the dejected Zhang Wudao.

"That's all we can do now. I don't know if they will allow us to retreat smoothly?" Fusu's confidence was almost gone at this time.

"Since I'm afraid that they will take advantage of our army's retreat, I suggest we retreat now and retreat to Shangjun before the enemy can react in the dark." Zhou Xing suggested.

Zhang Wu nodded in agreement, and Fusu had no choice but to agree.

So Fusu's army secretly began to withdraw at night, but at this time, the gates of Taiyuan City were also opened, and the day squad led 10,000 troops to sneak out to attack Fusu's army.

When they arrived at Fusu's garrison, they saw them preparing to withdraw in an orderly manner. "God help me!" The day shift was extremely happy when they saw this scene. "If I hadn't suddenly thought of a night attack today, I would have learned about them tomorrow.

It's too late to get the news of the evacuation." He quickly ordered his generals to go back to the city to get some men and horses, then he waved the sword in his hand and shouted: "Kill! Kill all these people!"

The 10,000 well-prepared soldiers rushed forward like wild beasts upon seeing prey, but the Fusu Army did not expect the enemy to come out like this. They also had some daily items in their hands and planned to pack them up and put them away.

They were taking them away, but unexpectedly the enemy rushed in front of them. When the sword was applied, they only had the quilt in their hands, so it became a one-sided killing.

When Fusu heard the sound and saw this horrific scene, he quickly pulled out the sword from his waist and went up to kill the enemy. However, he was hugged by Zhou Xing who came out from behind, and he dragged him

Di Cai dragged Fu Su into the tent and said, "The prince's situation is now very critical. Now Zhang Wu and I will lead the troops to resist. You should leave here as soon as possible."

"What, you want me to be a deserter?" Fusu said angrily, and wanted to rush out to kill the enemy. When Zhou Xing saw that Fusu had lost his mind, he rushed up and cut him on the back of the neck with his palm.

He fell to the ground in response.

"You must protect the prince." Zhou Xing handed Fusu over to several soldiers. After seeing them leaving with Fusu, Zhou Xing ran out of the camp with his weapons. At this time, Fusu's army was passing by.

After the initial chaos, there began to be organized resistance. After all, there were still many people in the Fusu Army, and the 10,000 troops in the day shift could not play a large lethal role. However, at this time, another rumble came from the direction of Taiyuan City.

The sound of the approaching army.

Zhou Xing and Zhang Wu gathered their troops together and fought and fled. At the same time, they also wanted to hold back the enemy so that they could not free their hands to pursue Fusu.

But as Taiyuan's army came over, Zhou Xing and others felt that they could no longer resist the enemy, so they had to pick out thousands of dead soldiers to fight to the death. The two of them quickly fled back with the remaining soldiers.

In the end, when all the thousands of dead soldiers died heroically, the men of the day shift could no longer catch up with Fusu's defeated army.

"I didn't expect that they still have so many brave people who are not afraid of death. Although they have not all been wiped out, I think they must have learned a lesson." The day shift thought proudly.

The Fusu Army suffered a total of 20,000 casualties in this battle. Including the casualties of the previous few days, only more than 10,000 people were left to return to Shangjun. However, when Zhou Xing and others returned to Shangjun, they learned a bad news: Fusu

Su hasn't come back yet.

When Fu Fu woke up and found that he was being carried on someone's back, he hurriedly asked: "Where is this?"

The man woke up after hearing the help, and hurriedly reined in the horse and said: "Prince, we have left the battlefield, and the villain is taking the prince to take a small road to Shangjun."

"Our army is fighting to the death. As a general, how can I leave easily? Go back quickly!" Fusu said urgently.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for not obeying my orders." The man said and continued to move forward.

At this moment, there was a whooshing sound behind him, and the horse that was galloping forward stumbled to the ground, and Fusu and the two were also thrown out by the inertia.

"Who?" the soldier quickly drew his weapon and asked.

A figure slowly walked out of the woods, holding a long sword without a scabbard in his hand.
Chapter completed!