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Chapter 1543

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"Guangshan, we will win, right?"

Wei Yong looked at the fireworks disappearing into the horizon and muttered. Apart from himself, no one else heard him.

Despite having an ominous feeling, Wei Yong did not give the order to retreat or do anything else.

What a joke! At this moment, the two armies were in a stalemate, and it was impossible for them to back down. Whoever showed signs of weakness would lose.

Wei Yong suppressed the worry in his heart. He stared at the changes in the battle while ordering the soldiers to be on high alert to prevent any possible sneak attacks.

Unfortunately, Wei Yong did not know that there was a psychological thing called the Murphy effect. The more one did not want something to happen, the more likely it would happen.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a blood-soaked messenger suddenly rushed over and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Reporting —"

Wei Yong's heart beat even faster. He asked, "What's the matter?"

The soldier said, "Tens of thousands of enemy troops suddenly appeared behind us!"

Behind us?

Wei Yong's heart beat even faster. He turned his head to look in the direction of Zhan Jiang Pass that they had broken through not long ago. A large number of enemy troops had indeed appeared there and were sneak attacking the weakly defended rear. The enemy's attacks were swift and fierce in front, and there were jackals staring at them from behind. The Nie Army was actually surrounded.

There were only a few exits in Zhan Jiang Pass. In other words, the Nie Army had no way to retreat.

The enemy's appearance was quite clever. Not only did they attack from the front and back, they also used violence to break up the Nie Army's formation, causing the army to fall into chaos. Seeing this, Wei Yong could not help but clench his fists until his knuckles turned white. He clenched his teeth and trembled because of his intense emotions.

The Nie Army focused on attacking the enemy in front of him. As the two armies were in a stalemate, he did not suspect that the enemy had the strength to split up and ambush them.

Who would have thought that the enemy would be so ruthless and patient, not revealing this trump card even when Zhan Jiang Pass was about to be breached. Instead, they had to lure the Nie Army into Zhan Jiang Pass and only used this trump card after the two armies fought? Wei Yong was thoroughly convinced by his forbearance.

Even though they were pincered by the enemy and the Nie army was in disarray, Wei Yong did not give up. He tried to lead the troops to break out of the encirclement, but Qiguan Rang and the others were determined to keep the Nie Army here, not giving them a way out. This slaughter continued from dawn till dusk. Only then did it stop. After a fierce battle, nearly two hundred thousand Nie soldiers were defeated. In the end, only twenty to thirty thousand of them managed to escape.

The remaining soldiers were unlucky. When they retreated, they bumped into Jiang Pengji, who was leading the troops back. Once again, they were ruthlessly attacked.

When Jiang Pengji returned with her troops, the five million idlers in the streaming room were still laughing, but they soon stopped laughing.

Zhan Jiang Pass was covered in blood. The originally majestic city walls were now full of holes. Every inch of the walls was soaked in the blood of both sides.

Jiang Pengji acted as if she didn't see any of this. She rode her horse through the city entrance and entered Zhanjiang Pass.

Drip!

Drip!

The salted fishes were shocked to find that there was scarlet blood in the potholes on the ground. Big White's hooves would always splash blood when they stepped into the shallow potholes.

Toudu Feiqiu: "Streamer, was it … raining last night?"

Kouzhejiao Chifan: "It doesn't look like it was raining …"

The salted fishes spoke cautiously. Some of the more sensitive ones found that there was something wrong with the streamer that day.

This kind of abnormality made them explode with a desire to live from heaven. All of them kept quiet out of fear.

For example, it was probably "low air pressure."

Just looking at her made one feel a sense of heaviness. It made one's heart feel stuffy, and even breathing felt laborious.

Guicai Guofengxiao: "How is it raining? It's obviously blood. What happened at Zhanjiang Pass last night? Why is there so much blood? Did the Nie Army sneak attack again? Streamer, you're not being honest. You should have started streaming last night. It's a pity that you missed it. "

The salted fishes complained. This was not the first time that Jiang Pengji had secretly eaten alone. In the past, many important battles happened in the middle of the night, but she was unwilling to start streaming. This caused many of the salted fishes to wake up the next day to find that they had slept and the world had turned upside down.

Jiang Pengji held the God-Slaying Sword tightly and closed her eyes slightly. She ignored the salted fishes' comments.

Further ahead, the salted fishes saw many soldiers moving corpses and cleaning up the battlefield. The broken limbs and wreckage stimulated their eyes.

Everywhere they looked was a scene of devastation. Corpses covered the place as far as their eyes could see. They died in different ways. Some of the corpses were still on fire.

Even if the salted fishes were used to seeing storms and waves, they could not bear it at that moment. Some even turned their heads and vomited.

Bai Ning rode behind her. His dry eyes were bloodshot. He glanced at the corpses and suddenly felt a little emotional.

"This battle, I don't know if it's a great victory or a pyrrhic victory …"

It was obvious that the enemy had sacrificed more soldiers and horses. It could almost be considered a total annihilation, but they had lost 40,000 to 50,000 soldiers.

Jiang Pengji looked indifferent and said, "Whether it's a great victory or a pyrrhic victory, it's still a victory."

Bai Ning smiled bitterly and said, "My lord is right. I'm just feeling emotional. In this chaotic world … how many times will this scene repeat?"

His injuries were more serious. After emergency treatment by the military doctor, he was not in much danger, but he still needed to recuperate for a month or two.

Although he could still ride the horse steadily, in fact, he was forcing himself to hold on. He was not made of iron. He had been fighting for more than 24 hours without sleep and rest. He was also injured and lost blood. An ordinary person would not have been able to hold on. Ha, his lord could not be considered a "person" at all!

"How is Fengjing?" Jiang Pengji asked.

Bai Ning smiled and said, "Young people nowadays are not as good at enduring hardships as my generation. Fengjing was injured so badly that he was lying on the ground. The military doctor reported that the situation was not serious, but the injury was very serious. He needs to rest for two months. The wound needs to be taken care of. Otherwise, it will fester. "

Jiang Pengji said, "Squatting in the camp for two months is better than losing his life on the battlefield."

Bai Ning listened to her and felt a little uncomfortable.

He and Qin Gong were not fools. Some things they did not realize at the time, but after the war stopped and they thought about it, they could figure it out. They could not guess the details of the whole layout, but they knew the general direction. If they guessed correctly, the lord and their 30,000 soldiers were the bait thrown out. Understanding this, Bai Ning did not know what to say. At the same time, he was not in a position to say anything. As the lord, she had gambled her life. What was Bai Ning and the others?

Not to mention that they had survived. Even if they lost their lives, it was a profitable trade to exchange 50,000 soldiers for 200,000 soldiers of the enemy.

Bai Ning sighed secretly. Suddenly, he spat and scolded in his heart, "This messy world!"

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