"The people in front quickly cross the bridge, and the descendants follow me to break the back!"

Sima Shang knew that he and others were exposed to the sight of Yan army crossbowmen, but he still roared angrily.

He knew that if he didn't do anything, he might implicate the troops of the South Bank.

The generals of Daiyi surrendered without fighting, and Guyi's loss made many defeated soldiers lose their fighting spirit and no longer have the desire to die as before.

These dead soldiers who voluntarily cut off the rear almost included the vast majority of soldiers who were still in the war.

"kill!"

Dozens of backward Zhao soldiers, without any hesitation after receiving the order, immediately turned around and rushed towards the Yan army.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

The elite cavalry of Yan State had been waiting for the battle behind. Seeing that some soldiers of Zhao State were turning back to fight, they immediately stabbed the spear in their hands without hesitation.

The spear penetrated the flesh, blood splattered, the body fell to the ground, and was ruthlessly trampled by the war horse.

Without obstacles, the soldiers of Zhao were so fragile when facing the cavalry of Yan.

"clang!"

Sima Shang's eyes were so bloody that he saw that things were not done, he immediately waved the sword in his hand and chopped towards the noose.

"clang!"

Unfortunately, for the safety of the pontoon, the noose is mixed with fine iron, which is extremely difficult to cut off.

Sima Shang cut two swords, and there was no movement in the noose, and his eyes couldn't help but look desperate.

"Chirr!"

The crossbowman in Yan State behind had been paying close attention to whether anyone would cut off the noose. After seeing Sima Shang's actions, he immediately started shooting arrows.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

Sima Shang is worthy of being a long-time general on the battlefield. He reacted very quickly and hurriedly waved his long sword to block the arrows.

"Puff!"

However, the arrows were too dense, and Sima Shang was eventually caught in the arrow and poured his body into the water.

"Prince!"

Seeing this, everyone shouted, and wanted to save Sima Shang, but it was too late.

"Young Master, Broken Bridge!"

Before falling into the water, Sima Shang yelled with all his strength.

"Ahhhh!"

At the same time, the cavalry of Yan State had already launched a charge, and the soldiers of Zhao State in front of the floating bridge died one after another, and their bodies were trampled on by war horses.

"Puff puff puff!"

The Yan State crossbowmen who were following closely behind did not hesitate at all now. The arrows fell like raindrops and shot towards the escaped Zhao State soldiers.

Zhao Jia stood on the south bank, watching Sima Shang fall into the water by arrows, and watching more than a hundred Zhao warriors being slaughtered. He immediately clenched his fists and his teeth clattered.

"Arrower, are there any arrows!"

Zhao Jia yelled, wanting the archers to provide long-range support, but when he was defending the city, the arrows had already been used up.

During the retreat, he was chased by the Yan army, and many people even lost their weapons.

At this time, the combat effectiveness of the Zhao soldiers on the south bank was sharply reduced, and it was impossible to effectively block the soldiers of the Yan soldiers.

"Young Master, break the bridge, otherwise it will be too late!"

Zhao Bian yelled with an extremely anxious expression, because if he continued to hesitate, the cavalry of Yan State would soon rush to the south bank.

Zhao Jia looked at the slaughtered robes on the floating bridge, looked at the familiar faces, and clenched his fists.

He took a deep breath, and even though he closed his eyes, he could still hear the screams of those people.

"Set fire and burn the bridge!"

When Zhao Jia opened his eyes again, the pain and pain disappeared, leaving only a cold murderous intent.

"Jinno!"

Zhao Bin was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly directed the team that had been prepared long ago and began to set fire to the bridge.

On the north bank of Hutuo Water, Yan Jiang looked at the blazing floating bridge, and his eyes suddenly burst into flames.

"Damn it, damn it, that Zhao Jia is really a cold-blooded person. He even wants to burn his own people to death!"

The fire not only caused the Yan General's plan to fail, but also caused the elite Yan State who climbed the floating bridge to die.

How can General Yan not be angry?

The pontoon bridge is on the water surface, even if it is a little wet, it is easy to ignite a large fire after it is caused by something that causes fire.

The pontoon bridge was quickly burned off by the fire, and the remaining bridge began to shake constantly under the impact of the river.

The people above, whether they were Zhao or Yan, were shaking violently, and they all screamed in horror.

"Crazy!"

The surging river water hit, and the pontoon bridge was finally overturned, and people fell into the water in horror.

The water in the Hutuo River is surging.

Zhao Jia stood on the south bank and felt extremely uncomfortable when he looked at the soldiers of Zhao State swept away by the river.

In fact.

Zhao Jia knew very early that it was almost impossible to save the remaining hundreds of Zhao soldiers and block the Yan army from crossing the river smoothly.

The remnants of Zhao Jia's command had long been exhausted during the pursuit.

Most importantly, this defeated soldier is now very lacking in weapons and even his arrows are exhausted.

In this state, it is impossible to compete with the cavalry of Yan State.

Zhao Jia didn't want to watch it. When the floating bridge was broken, more than a hundred remaining people were massacred by the Yan army on the north bank.

Therefore.

Zhao Jia chose to let these people die more valuable.

When the Yan army chased the floating bridge at the tail end, Zhao Jiacai sent the bridge to break, allowing both sides to die together.

A general will achieve success forever.

Although this approach seems cruel and ruthless, it is the most correct approach, making these remaining soldiers who should have been massacred more valuable to die.

"Try to save those robes that fell into the water as much as possible."

The Hutuo water rolls and rolls.

Zhao Jia's voice was hoarse and low. He looked at the angry Yan General on the other side and turned around and left.

However, Zhao Jia's steps seemed so heavy, and his back was so bleak.

"Plop!"

Suddenly, Zhao Jia felt dizzy and her body was completely out of control. She fell straight to the ground.

More than half a year of hard work, coupled with the infection of the wound on the shoulder, Zhao Jia has already become very weak.

If it hadn't been forcing the last breath and wanted to leave alive with the remaining soldiers, Zhao Jia would have fallen long ago.

Now, the large army has safely crossed the Hutuo River, and Zhao Jia personally ordered the burning of the floating bridge, allowing more than a hundred Zhao soldiers who dared to fight for the country to be swallowed up by the river.

Although he knew that he was doing this, the most correct way to do it and the way to do it.

However, he still felt a choke in his heart, felt tired, his body could no longer hold on, and he fell down.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

When everyone saw Zhao Jia falling to the ground, they all surrounded him in shock.

The sky was gray, as if God was not in such a good mood.

The soldiers on both sides of the Hutuo River were all a little confused at this time, and they all wanted to rescue the soldiers who fell into the water on their own.

On the north bank of the Hutuo River, inside a forest.

Wang Ruobing, covered in blood, and another female soldier crawling on the ground saw that the floating bridge was burned and more than a hundred soldiers who dared to fight for the country fell into the water. His teeth immediately bit his lips tightly, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

Especially when Wang Ruobing saw that the female soldier who had saved his life repeatedly on the battlefield was also swallowed up by the flood, he suddenly felt a little hatred for Zhao Jia.

Reason told her that Zhao Jia's choice was right.
To be continued...