Even though there were 30,000 Zhao soldiers, with the death of General Sima Shang, the Zhao soldiers had lost all will to fight.
Moreover, Chou Fu was like a burning pot, his aura like a tiger.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As Li Mu led the 30,000 cavalrymen and the sound of hooves filled the sky, they arrived at the valley. Apart from the corpses all over the ground, there were only 29,000 Zhao Zu sitting in the valley with a muddleheaded expression.
"Where's the Qin army? General Shang is there, tell him to come and see me!”
The cavalry stopped, and Li Mu's irritable voice rang out in the valley.
However, no one answered. A bad feeling rose in Li Mu's mind.
A moment later, Li Mu was led by a Zhao soldier to a headless corpse.
Looking at the familiar headless corpse, Li Mu's body shook.
Looking at the sky, Li Mu's eyes flashed with fatigue and confusion.
Could it be that the heavens really wanted his State of Zhao to perish?
"General, the general of the Qin army left a message.”
The soldier who had brought Li Mu here was pale. When he saw Lord Wu 'an, Li Mu, and the other cavalrymen, they all looked at him. he said slowly.
"That Qin general said. He would definitely repay the kindness of slaughtering the Qin army in the future.”
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"General, should we chase?"
Zhao cavalry soldiers asked Li Mu. Then, Li Mu shook his head.
Chase, talk about what to chase.
The gratitude of slaughtering the Qin army wasn't just for the 250,000 Qin soldiers. He also thanked him for killing all the soldiers around Meng Wu so that they wouldn't be dragged down.
Li Mu sighed. He really couldn't figure out how this cavalry could march so fast.
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On the morning of the second day, a cavalryman with a black tiger flag walked out of the canyon.
Two hours later, on the plain. The ugly man stood beside Meng Wu, covered in blood. The two thousand cavalrymen behind them stood there silently. None of them were not injured.
Underneath the armor were exhausted young faces.
He had charged into two counties of Zhao and fought more than ten battles. He only rested for four to six hours every day. Even after rescuing Meng Wu last night, they still had to launch a surprise attack for over a hundred miles.
They were already exhausted.
Not only them, but even many warhorses had begun to stop moving.
Meng Wu looked at the country of Zhao in front of him. Then, he looked at the ugly man and the exhausted soldiers behind him.
Meng Wu did not say anything. Instead, he raised his hand and bowed to them seriously. Then, he turned to look at the State of Zhao and knelt down.
"Soldiers of Great Qin, men of Great Qin.”
On the plains, Meng Wuna's eyes were filled with tears as he roared in pain.
"I, Meng Wu, swear today that I will repay this debt a hundred times, a thousand times!”
Meng Wu's hoarse roar echoed in the sky above the plain, as if he wanted to drift into the mountains.
There were more than 250,000 corpses of Great Qin's men inside.
Chou Fu and the Tiger Master soldiers behind him were also looking over with sorrow. It was as if there were thousands of faces of the Tiger Division soldiers looking at them.
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Half a month later.
In the forest, in a field, a girl with messy hair sat by the field, looking at the mountain road leading out of the village.
The young girl's sallow face had a pair of lifeless eyes. At this moment, her heart was already filled with dead ashes.
Two streams of tears flowed down her cheeks. The girl was expressionless, as if she did not feel anything. She looked at the mountain road in a daze, thinking about something.
Great Qin, 250,000 soldiers, all fled.
As Si Gong's words appeared in her mind, the girl's already numb heartbeat twitched again, and then became even more numb.
Slowly, she turned from sitting to lying down. The girl's sallow face was stuck to the soil.
In a trance, she seemed to see a Qin soldier dressed in black military armor and white robes. That Qin soldier was riding a fine horse.
It was getting closer and closer. The girl's pupils widened as Qin Jun approached. She weakly supported her body and looked at the familiar body.
However, the Qin soldier dismounted from his horse in the middle of the road and waved at her.
The girl's tears instantly flooded her eyes. She got up and ran down the field without caring about her own safety. She fell down on the high steps of the field, got up, and continued running.
It was as if she could not feel any pain. She seemed to be afraid that if she was a little slower, she would turn into a phantom and disappear in the next moment.
When she ran to Qin Jun's side, she hugged him without caring about her own safety.
"Isn't it painful to fall so many times?"
The ugly man looked at the girl who was buried in his chin and felt that his neck was being held by the girl's hands. A gentle smile appeared on his face.
If Zhao Jun saw this, his eyeballs would probably fall out.
Was this the man who slaughtered people like dogs and was like a god of death from hell?
Was it the man with cold eyes, murderous aura, and a calm expression even when he bit his head?
Hearing this, he thought about what would happen if the villagers saw this scene.
Kiko suddenly shyly let go of Ushio, her sallow and tearful face. It made her heart ache and feel wronged for her.
"It hurts!"
Kiko lowered her head and looked at the roadside as she pouted.
"Where's Mother?"
The ugly husband smiled and looked at his sister-in-law. His eyes were filled with affection.
.....
The ugly man returned.
However, the ugly man appeared in the village with a warhorse, a white cloak, and a Qin sword at his waist.
More than ten families came out to watch, dumbfounded.
The ugly man wasn't killed, but became a great general?
Of course, in the eyes of the villagers, anyone who could wear a cape was a general. He was the general of the Qin soldiers. He was also a person that only existed in their minds and had never seen before.
Noriko stood next to Ushio. She could feel this warhorse, which was as tall as her shoulders, and the boiling aura emanating from it.
From time to time, she would sneak a glance at the ugly man, seeing that he was wearing a black and hard military armor.
The ugly husband who used to be gentle and weak in her eyes suddenly felt different. He seemed to be more handsome and heroic than before.
Under the envious gazes of the villagers, under the whispers of the villagers saying," The ugly husband and wife are blessed, Ji Zi is blessed."
The usually shy Noriko only knew how to lower her head, lower her head, and lower her head again.
She followed behind a certain man with an uneasy expression. Her wax-yellow face could not hide her blush. There were already small holes in the already tattered sleeves in his hands.
As for all of this, Noriko, who usually wouldn't even eat lunch, was completely unaware of it.
In front of the wooden house, a woman weakly walked out of the house as she heard the commotion outside.
When the woman saw the figure beside Noriko…He opened his mouth in disbelief.
Tears slowly flowed down from the woman's pale and weak old face. She was afraid that this moment was a dream, afraid that it would disappear in the next moment. In his tattered sleeve, a bony hand slowly raised. Trembling, I want to catch the figure in the misty eyes.
"I... the. 'er Ah!"
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