The next day, Han Chuan ignored Zhao Shi and allowed him to attend to the funeral of the King of Nanyue. Han Chuan also left five thousand troops to clean up the mess in Dongye City.
After making these arrangements, Han Chuan led the remaining 30,000 people to the southwest of Dongye City to support Fusu.
While Han Chuan was fighting fiercely at Dongye City, Fusu was also entangled with 200,000 South Vietnamese troops. Since the South Vietnamese troops had a numerical advantage, Fusu did not choose to fight on a large scale with the South Vietnamese troops.
The purpose of retreating while fighting was to delay the South Vietnamese army as much as possible and create opportunities for Han Chuan to capture Dongye City.
Three days later, a South Vietnamese soldier from Dongye City rushed into the South Vietnamese camp and went straight to the Chinese army's tent where the South Vietnamese commander Xu Jian was.
"What, you said the king committed suicide?" Xu Jian asked with a shocked look on his face.
The informant from Dongye nodded feebly.
"Report, 30,000 Qin cavalry are coming towards my camp, and their forwards are already less than ten miles away from my camp."
When Xu Jian was immersed in the shock of Zhao Tuo's suicide, another detective rushed in and reported to Xu Jian the news that Han Chuan's army was approaching from behind.
"What's going on?" Xu Jian asked, looking at Tan Qi who was half-kneeling in front of him.
"General, half an hour ago, a Qin cavalry suddenly appeared in the northeast of our camp. There are about 30,000 people. It seems that they should be the Qin Tiger Army."
The approaching situation was reported to Xu Jian.
It was only then that Xu Jian completely believed what the previous informant had said about the situation in Dongye City, and that Nanyue King Zhao Tuo might have really committed suicide.
"You guys, please step back," Xu Jian said to the former interrogator and the newly arrived detective cavalry.
After the two people left, Xu Jian paced back and forth in the big tent worriedly.
"I followed the order of the King of Nanyue to lead the army, but now the King of Nanyue has committed suicide. What is this? What should I do? Who are you fighting the Qin army for? Before, it was for
Who can the King of Nanyue do now? For the sake of the prince, he has surrendered to Qin long ago. If he leads a large army to surrender to Fusu, it seems that he is sorry for the dead King of Nanyue."
Xu Jian racked his brains to think about what to do, but found that he suddenly had no choice.
Just when Xu Jian was struggling, the Huben Army led by Han Chuan had already arrived three miles away from the South Vietnamese Army's camp.
A scout from the Huben Army came to Han Chuan on horseback and reported to Han Chuan the situation of supporting Su's army.
That night, after Han Chuan captured Dongye City, he immediately sent a team of detective cavalry out of Dongye City at night and rushed to the location of Fusu's army to report to Fusu about the situation in Dongye.
At this moment, the detective in front of Han Chuan was one of the detectives sent by Han Chuan that night.
"General Han, the young master's unit is not in danger. The young master asked me to tell the general not to rush to see him, but to let the general move behind the South Vietnamese army temporarily to deter the South Vietnamese army. The young master also asked me to tell the general that I should not do it for the time being.
Before contacting the South Vietnamese Army, let’s first see how the South Vietnamese Army reacts after learning about Zhao Tuo’s death.”
After listening to what Tan Qi said, Han Chuan nodded thoughtfully.
In the following days, the South Vietnamese Army stopped all offensives, and the Qin Army did not take advantage of the South Vietnamese Army's pause to counterattack.
When the South Vietnamese Army and the Qin Army ceased fighting, news of Zhao Tuo's suicide began to spread crazily among the South Vietnamese soldiers.
At first, Xu Jian wanted to block the news from the soldiers and conceal the news of Zhao Tuo's death from the soldiers. However, when all the South Vietnamese soldiers were discussing Zhao Tuo's suicide, Xu Jian had no choice but to let the news circulate.
The soldiers' strokes were spread wantonly.
The reason why these news spread so widely among the South Vietnamese Army was naturally due to Fusu's secret operations. The reason why Fusu wanted the news of Zhao Tuo's death to spread wildly among the South Vietnamese Army was to undermine the fighting spirit of the South Vietnamese Army.
On this day, when Xu Jian was patrolling the camp, an old soldier caught up with him and blocked him in front of him.
"General Xu, everyone is spreading rumors about the king. Can you tell us the truth? Are these reports true?"
Looking at the old soldiers in front of him, Xu Jian was speechless and didn't know what to say. If he continued to lie to these people, it didn't seem to make much sense. If he told the truth, the hearts of these two hundred thousand soldiers would be scattered.
Xu Jian looked at the old pawn in front of him, his brows knitted together, thinking about how to answer the old pawn's question.
"General Xu, I understand my humble position." The old soldier looked at Xu Jian and said seriously.
Xu Jian was almost depressed to death. He didn't say anything, and the old soldier understood it, which really made Xu Jian a little confused.
These days, these soldiers saw that the war between them and the Qin army had stopped, and the Qin army did not take the opportunity to counterattack, so they naturally became suspicious. These abnormal signs naturally aroused the doubts of the soldiers, and Zhao Tuo
The news of Zhao Tuo's death just explained these anomalies, so some smart people among the soldiers began to speculate on the authenticity of Zhao Tuo's suicide, just like this old soldier.
According to common sense, if Zhao Tuo were still alive, Xu Jian would be furious when the old soldier asked this question, but Xu Jian's reaction today was too calm, so the old soldier had verified it from Xu Jian's performance.
The truth of Zhao Tuo’s suicide was revealed.
"Just wait a moment"
Just when the old soldier was about to turn around and leave, Xu Jian called out to the old soldier.
"General Xu, I wonder if there is anything else?" the old soldier asked with some fear.
"At this point, I don't want to hide it from you anymore. The king has indeed collapsed." Xu Jian said to the old pawn in front of him with a firm look.
"I've already guessed this ending."
The old pawn looked at Xu Jian dullly and said calmly.
"Now that the king is gone, I want to know what you soldiers think."
The old soldier slowly lowered his head and thought about what Xu Jian asked.
After a moment, the old pawn suddenly raised his head, glanced at Xu Jian and then knelt down in front of Xu Jian with a thud.
"General Xu, since you asked about me, I will tell you the truth. We are all originally from Qin. We followed General Ren Xiao to come to South Vietnam. After your Majesty's uprising, we followed your Majesty to conquer everywhere. We are worthy of your Majesty.
Now that the king is gone, we want to return to Da Qin."
After hearing what the old pawn said, Xu Jian nodded silently.
"Get up," Xu Jian said, helping the old soldier up.
"I wonder if returning to Great Qin is your idea or everyone else's?"
"General, all the soldiers who came from the old Qin Dynasty have the idea of returning to the Qin Dynasty." The old soldier said firmly to Xu Jiyan.
"I understand, you go down first."
Seeing the old pawn leaving, Xu Jian already had a plan in mind.
Two days later, Xu Jie left the South Vietnamese Army camp with a few personal followers and went straight to Fusu's headquarters.
It was not until dusk that Xu Jian and his party returned to the South Vietnamese Army camp.
Early the next morning, white flags were hung throughout the South Vietnamese Army camp to express their willingness to accept the Qin Army's incorporation.
When they saw tens of thousands of Qin troops walking into the camp of the South Vietnamese Army, countless veterans of the South Vietnamese Army shed tears of excitement. They had fantasized about returning to the Qin Dynasty countless times, but they never had the chance. When they thought they would never return to the Qin Dynasty, they
When he could not return to his homeland of Qin, he encountered such an opportunity.
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Half a month later, Li Yan received news from Xiangjun that Xiangjun and other places in Luoyue had withdrawn.
At this point, the four counties of South Vietnam, which had been divided for three years, returned to the rule of Da Qin again, and Fusu's reputation reached a new height.