Chapter 166: Zhao Shimingyue Qin Shiguan, tens of thousands of troops no one returns

"Don't be timid, attack, otherwise..."

Before Gongsun Ce could finish his words, Zhao Yan felt a chill that almost froze his heart and lungs.

Zhao Yan could confirm that Gongsun Ce was telling the truth, and if he wanted to escape, he would be dead.

If we fight with all our strength, there is still a glimmer of hope.

How to choose?
Zhao Yan made what he thought was the right decision almost immediately.

Zhao Yan flashed and appeared in front of Gongsun Ce like a ghost.

He clenched his fists, and with a whistling sound, he attacked Gongsun Ce's face with his fists breaking through the air.

Gongsun Ce raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this, but then he regained his composure.

He did not move, but just waved his sleeve lightly and grasped Zhao Yan's fist.

As for the true energy and the grandmaster's intention in Zhao Yan's fist, Gongsun Ce did not eliminate them, but guided them.

Fusu was surprised to find that a small forest behind him disappeared under Zhao Yan's fist.

"Is this the power of a grandmaster?"

Gongsun Ce raised his leg and kicked Zhao Yan. After kicking Zhao Yan away, Gongsun Ce nudged Fusu with his knee.

"You're overthinking it. A Grandmaster's perfect full-strength attack can do this. This can only be considered a casual attack from a Grandmaster."

Zhao Yan, who was kicked away by Gongsun Ce, saw that Gongsun Ce had no intention of paying attention to him anymore, so he immediately put on the grease and prepared to run away.

Gongsun Ce grabbed Zhao Yan by the scruff of the neck with one hand as he just jumped.

"Look at my unrivaled lightness skill. I fly! Fly, fly, fly! Hmm?"

Zhao Yan looked down and found that he was still in the same place, but now he was three feet above the ground.

Gongsun Ce's voice drifted to Zhao Yan's ears, "Don't be in a hurry to leave, continue playing for a while."

Zhao Yan was sure that Gongsun Ce wanted to play with him! It was a pity that a eunuch like him was manipulated by others.

Zhao Yan gave up trying to escape, and instead of advancing he retreated, using fists, fingers, palms, claws, knees, legs, and feet. In an instant, Zhao Yan attacked Gongsun Ce with all kinds of martial arts.

In an instant, Fusu seemed to see countless Zhao eunuchs pounce on Gongsun Ce.

Zhao Yan's attacks were continuous like a storm, and each blow carried great destructive power.

Under Zhao Yan's attack, the ground around Gongsun Ce instantly became shattered, with debris flying and smoke and dust filling the air.

However, Gongsun Ce remained calm and composed. He was steady like an unshakable mountain. No matter how Zhao Yan attacked, he could not be shaken at all.

When Zhao Yan saw this, he was horrified.

He knew very well that the power of his attack was strong enough to kill an ordinary master in an instant.

However, Gongsun Ce was able to deal with his attack so calmly, which was something he had never seen before.

Zhao Yan began to doubt his own strength, and he began to feel that his state of mind was gradually collapsing.

However, Zhao Yan did not give up. He took a deep breath and calmed himself.

He knew that he couldn't die like this, so he began to accumulate strength and prepare to launch the strongest attack.

He closed his eyes and concentrated all his energy and grandmaster's intention into his fists.

Three hours later, Zhao Yan finally finished accumulating strength. He suddenly opened his eyes, with a fierce light flashing in them.

He moved and rushed towards Gongsun Ce like a flash of lightning.

This time, his attack was more fierce and violent than before.

His fists smashed towards Gongsun Ce with a loud sound of breaking through the air.

However, Gongsun Ce remained calm and composed. He smiled slightly and waved his sleeves gently.

With this wave of the hand, an extremely strong gust of wind gushed out from the sleeves, dissolving Zhao Yan's attack into nothingness again.

Zhao Yan's attack fell on Gongsun Ce, but it was like a spring breeze on his face, without causing any substantial damage.

When Zhao Yan saw this, he was shocked.

He couldn't believe his eyes, how could this be possible?

The attack that he had been accumulating power for a long time actually had no effect on Gongsun Ce?

Zhao Yan's heart was filled with despair and unwillingness.

Gongsun Ce looked at Fusu beside him and asked, "Have you learned something new?"

Fusu nodded, "It has grown, but how powerful is Mr. Gongsun? Even a great master can't force you to take action?"

"Ha." Gongsun Ce chuckled, "Not worth a laugh."

Afterwards, Gongsun Ce raised his hand and gently tapped on Zhao Yan's Baihui acupoint.

"Bang! Poof!"

The second great master of the State of Zhao, Zhao Yan, died!

Since then, two out of three of Zhao's grand masters have gone, but it remains to be seen when Li Mu will come.

Wang Jian, as a famous general of the Qin State, was well versed in military tactics and was a master at using troops. His army was like a steel torrent, making Hu Zhe feel extremely pressured.

In addition, Hu Zhe marched quickly and his soldiers were all exhausted. Now they were facing the armored soldiers who had fought hundreds of battles, just like a tiger encountering a sick wolf.

However, just as Huo Zhe was fighting fiercely with Wang Jian, a group of soldiers suddenly appeared from behind the Zhao army, with flags flying and dust rising. It was another group of Qin army led by Huan Qi.

Huan Xi was also a famous general of the Qin State. The army he led was like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable.

Hu Zhe was immediately trapped in a desperate situation with enemies coming from all sides. Standing in the center of the battlefield, Hu Zhe looked at the Qin army rushing in from all sides, feeling mixed emotions.

He knew that he was now facing a life-or-death decision. He could choose to defeat the troops in front and behind, but Wang Jian and Huan Xi were both famous veterans in the army, and the Qin troops under their command were well-trained.

Hu Zhe knew very well that he could not defeat the two veteran generals, and he couldn't even think of a perfect way to escape in such a short time.

He could choose to break out to the left, but on his left was Zhao Changcheng.

Once they enter the Zhao Great Wall, the Zhao army will be in a situation where they have no way to retreat.

However, there were still Zhao troops stationed on the Great Wall of Zhao, and they could use the danger of the Great Wall to temporarily delay Wang Jian's attack on Handan.

Although this option is extremely risky, it may be able to buy Zhao a glimmer of hope.

The last option is to break out to the right.

Many cities in the west of the Zhao army have fallen into the hands of the Qin army. Breaking out to the right may lead directly into the Qin army's trap.

However, if they could successfully break through, Hu Ze would be able to lead the Zhao army away from the battlefield and find a new place to survive.

Although this choice is full of unknowns and dangers, it also contains infinite hope and possibilities.

Hu Zhe stood on the battlefield, his heart in turmoil.

He knew clearly that every choice he made would affect the fate of Zhao State and the life and death of the Zhao army.

He cannot have any hesitation or delay and must make a decision as soon as possible.

However, time seemed to freeze at this moment. The armies of Wang Jian and Huan Xi pressed forward like two huge mountains, and the morale of the Zhao army gradually declined.

Cold sweat broke out on Huo Zhe's forehead, and his heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

At this moment, the sound of hurried horse hooves broke the silence of the battlefield.

A scout came galloping over on his horse, his face full of fear.

He reported to Hu Zhe breathlessly: "General! The king has ordered that Wang Jian be stopped at all costs."

This news exploded like a thunder in Hu Zhe's heart.

He knew that he had no way out. King Qian of Zhao's intention was very clear. If he could not stop Wang Jian, even if he could return to Handan, he would not be able to escape the danger of death.

Breaking out to the right and looking for another opportunity has become an impossible option.

Now, he had only two choices: either to defeat the troops in front and behind, or to break out to the left and rush towards Zhao Changcheng.

However, Huo Ze was well aware that his strength was limited and he could not defeat both the armies of Wang Jian and Huan Xi at the same time.

Moreover, even if he could temporarily defeat one of the armies, the other army would take the opportunity to attack Handan, the capital of Zhao.

By then, Zhao State will face an even more serious crisis.

Therefore, Hu Zhe made the most difficult decision.

He took a deep breath, drew the long sword from his waist, and shouted loudly: "All troops, listen up! Break out to the left! Run to the Great Wall! We must fight side by side with the soldiers guarding the city! Defend our homeland!"

Following Huo Zhe's order, the Zhao army surged to the left like a tide.

They knew they had no way out and that the only way to survive was to move forward courageously.

Under the leadership of Huo Zhe, the Zhao army fought bravely, broke through the encirclement of the Qin army, and successfully ran towards the direction of the Zhao Great Wall.

However, before Hu Zhe could escape from the encirclement of Wang Jian and Huan Xi, 10,000 soldiers led by Wei Zhuang had already blocked him in front.

The deputy general beside Wei Zhuang shouted loudly: "General Huzhe, my general has been waiting for you for a long time!"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Hu Zhe saw that the other side was obeying his orders and was obviously a group of fierce and powerful troops. Even though their numbers were not as large as those of his troops, they could temporarily stop him.

However, at this moment, Hu Zhe was in a life-and-death situation. Wang Jian and Huan Xi behind him could catch up at any time, and it was difficult to break through from the front.

Hu Zhe drew the long sword from his waist and pointed it at Wei Zhuang, "Listen carefully, brothers. If you move forward, you will die nine times out of ten. If you stop, you will die ten times out of ten.

If you can move forward and break through, you will be heroes of the time, worthy of being the heroes of Changping!"

Hu Ze's words were empty and he did not promise any substantial benefits to his soldiers.

However, the words "Heroes of Changping" successfully aroused the anger in the hearts of the Zhao army.

Those who died in Changping were all their cousins, it would be strange if they were not sad.

"kill!"

Hu Zhe roared, and the soldiers under his command responded one after another.

"Kill!"
"Fusu, considering the situation before us, what do you think should be done to kill someone and destroy their heart?"

Gongsun Ce's voice slowly echoed in the Zhao army camp.

Fusu's voice soon sounded, "Maybe he killed all the Zhao soldiers in front of Huzhe."

"Kill them all!"

Gongsun Yan's voice was mixed in. It was clearly the voice of a child, but it made all the Zhao soldiers feel cold all over.

Gongsun Ce's figure was approaching in the air, holding Gongsun Yan in his left hand and pulling Fusu's collar with his right hand, while Fusu was holding Zhao Yan, who could barely be seen in human form.

When Hu Zhe saw Zhao Yan's body, he almost burst into tears.

No one knew that Zhao Yan came from the royal family, but the fact that he was a genuine grandmaster was common knowledge among the senior generals of the State of Zhao.

Huo Zhe immediately understood that Zhao Yan was sent by King Qian of Zhao just to protect him.

Thinking of this, Hu Zhe was moved, but also felt a little guilty.

Huo Ze: The reason I ended up in this situation is not because King Zhao was afraid of death and gave blind orders, but because I didn’t do well enough!

(End of this chapter)