Among the Zhao troops who discarded their helmets and armor, the scout commander was obviously an exception. Although he also discarded his armor, he never abandoned the long bow in his hand and the long sword at his waist.

Even so, the village commander was still not overtaken by the Qin army.

What he relies on is the smooth, plump, jujube-red war horse from the land of Dai under his crotch.

However, even the finest war horses cannot withstand such a desperate run under the scorching sun.

Less than half an hour later, the maroon war horse beneath him was already panting. A stream of hot air was exhaled from the horse's mouth and nose, but what he could inhale was extremely scorched air that had been exposed to the scorching sun for most of the day.

Heat continues to accumulate in the horse's belly.

Big beads of sweat kept oozing out from the horse's belly and head. During the violent exercise of running, the horse was severely thrown to the ground. The little sweat remaining on the skin also quickly heated up.

Dried in the hot sun. While taking away the slightest warmth from the horse, it also takes away the salt in the horse's body.

Endless heat, massive water shortage, and loss of salt.

Each of these is fatal, and these are all happening to the war horse.

Unfortunately, the owner of the horse did not notice it at all. The anxious commander continued to whip his whip, urging the horse to move forward.

"Pap tap tap..."

The war horse still faithfully fulfilled its mission and ran hard towards the south.

"Pfft..."

An arrow shot into the horse's butt from behind. Under the stinging pain, the war horse once again burst out with its last vitality. In one lunge, it rushed out several meters away.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The war horses ran faster and faster, and they were about to throw away the Qin army. Before the commander could rejoice, another accident happened.

Immediately, the sound of the war horse's breathing became louder and the sound of galloping hooves became weaker.

Finally, after a snort, the front hooves of the war horse were overwhelmed, staggered, and both the man and the horse fell hard to the ground.

Fortunately, the commander of the village reacted quickly and rolled in the direction of the horse's advance, so that he was not pinned down by the huge body of the horse. He jumped again and stood up.

In this wilderness, the commander of the village knew very well what it meant to lose his war horse.

"It's nothing more than death." The commander, who was thrown to the ground by his war horse and stood up again, felt extremely calm in his heart at this time.

As early as the moment he gave the order to disperse and break out of the encirclement, the scout commander had already anticipated the scene at this time.

It's a pity that the arrows behind him fell to the ground as the horse fell down. If you had gone to pick them up, it would be too late. Looking at the comrades still running south in the distance, listening to the horseshoes of the Qin army getting closer and closer

At the sound of the voice, the village commander did not hesitate at all and drew out the sword from his waist.

With a bang, the village commander cut the string of the long bow behind him.

Then he held the long sword vertically, and the sharp tip of the sword was pointed directly at the approaching Qin army cavalry.

Obviously, the commander was determined to use his last efforts to buy more time for his colleagues.

It is a pity that the Qin Army's cavalry did not give the commander more opportunities. Because the Qin Army never thought of capturing the enemy alive, for the Qin Army, the dead enemies were of value.

Just when the commander was about to run towards the Qin army and launch a counter-charge, a rain of arrows from the Qin army appeared above the commander's head.

Slashing left and right, the commander moved his body as much as possible.

Unfortunately, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of arrows.

Chief Zhao Jun vividly interpreted this sentence with his life.

Even if the village commander had danced the long sword in his hand into a flower, it was still difficult to withstand the dense rain of arrows - first with his left leg, which immediately reduced the commander's ability to move by 30%, and then with his left hand, the frequency of the sword dancing immediately changed.

Low.

The arrows that came rapidly pierced deeply into the flesh. Because of the barbs, no matter how hard the commander moved his hands, the arrows would not fall. Then, the dancing sword light was no longer airtight.

There was no ventilation, but what he faced was an almost airtight rain of arrows.

In an instant, a long arrow had broken through the commander's defense.

Then came the second one, the third one...

More and more arrows penetrated the strong body of the village leader, bringing out streams of black blood, slowly dripping on the road.

The commander of the village, who had dozens of arrows in his body, finally couldn't withstand the flow of blood. The sword had stopped swinging. The last arrow was shot. Following the huge force of the arrow, the huge body fell down with a bang.

After coming down, he was no longer able to stop the Qin army's cavalry from passing by him.

With the commander of the camp falling to the ground, the Zhao army's scout unit was almost wiped out by the Qin army that was more than ten times larger.

Only a few people either escaped into the mountains and forests or got rid of the Qin army, thus escaping the Qin army's butcher knife and successfully brought the news of the encounter with the main force of the Qin army on the north road back to the central army.

However, by the time the news of the North Road reached the Chinese Army, it was already half a day later. At this time, the news of the defeat of the First Battalion of the South Road was also quickly passed to the Chinese Army.

While the generals were shocked, they couldn't help but have some doubts - why did Qin's army appear on both the north and south routes? Where did the Qin people get their strength? What did the Qin army want to do?

Faced with the bad news coming from the north and the south almost at the same time, Zhao Kuo was delighted, sighed, and even felt trembling.

To his delight, Bai Qi actually took action. Except for the bad news from the east, the situation in other directions was almost exactly the same as he expected. This meant that strategically it seemed that the Qin army had the advantage, but in fact it had the initiative.

It has gradually changed hands to Zhao Jun, strictly speaking, it has passed into the hands of the 100,000 elite troops of Tiandan Division in Daliang Mountain.

What sighs is that Bai Qi is indeed a master of strategy and tactics. The distance between the north and the south is no less than a hundred miles. At such a distance, the Qin army launched attacks almost at the same time, and at the same time was exposed to his own vision. I am afraid that the actions on the east bank will also be

While this is going on, if he is not a time traveler, or if he knows Bai Qi's thoughts at this time, it will not help at all.

There is a pass (Jiepailing) in the south, a strong army in the north, a barrier in the west, and Danshui in the east. The encirclement has been completed, and the food and fodder have been cut off. There is no hope for help. Hundreds of thousands of Zhao troops have been trapped on the west bank of Danshui.

, there is absolutely nowhere to escape.

With such a person and such a situation, even if Zhao Kuo had known about this scene, he would have been frightened by Bai Qi's powerful battlefield control and the Qin army's powerful battlefield execution ability.

Fortunately, Zhao Kuo came through time and space, so he already had psychological preparation and expectations regarding the ability of Bai Qi, the power of the Qin army, and the crisis he was about to face.

But even though Zhao Kuo knew everything, when faced with the questions from his soldiers, Zhao Kuo didn't answer anything. In other words, he didn't need any more answers at all.

The news brought back by the scout camp next is enough to answer all the questions.

Under the sunlight, the earth-yellow Guanglang City was covered with a layer of bright black, which was the flag of the Qin army that covered the sky. Countless Qin troops stood there quietly, waiting for Zhao Jun.

The arrival of Zhao Jun. What is even more despairing is that the endless black barriers extending to the left and right outside Guanglang City are like a pair of giant hands, tightly encompassing Zhao Jun.


Chapter completed!