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258 The whole army retreats, the southern barbarians pursue

"Doctor, is my lord okay?" Zhao Yun asked nervously.

"This general, your lord is fine! He is just a qi and blood attacking his heart. He has just fallen into a coma for a while. When I prescribe some prescriptions for him to take, I will recover after a few days of rest..." The doctor replied after putting Long Fei's hand back into the quilt.

"Oh, then thank you, Doctor! Please rest at the guest camp..." Chen Qunke said politely.

After hearing this, the doctor nodded and followed the guides out of the main business...

"General Zhao, what's going on? Why did the lord suddenly faint from his heart with blood?" Chen Qun's face changed and asked Zhao Yun.

"Uh, that's it..." Zhao Yun said again.

"What? The entire army was wiped out? Two generals were lost?" Chen Qun said in surprise.

"Yes, that's how it is! The lord fainted after hearing this news..." Zhao Yun nodded and replied.

"This...this! Oh, I reminded him before leaving! Be careful, be careful! Don't underestimate the enemy, now! No benefits have been obtained, and it has ended in annihilation..." Chen Qun sighed and said.

"Military advisor, what should we do now?" Zhao Yun asked hurriedly.

"Well, the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo has tasted the benefits of poisonous arrows. I think the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo will definitely come to our camp in no time. The remaining troops we have will be done after that! By the way, how many soldiers and horses are there in the army?" Chen Qun murmured to himself and asked.

"Well, the army is less than 50,000 troops! Do you need to send a message to transfer some troops from the city?" Zhao Yun asked after answering.

"It's less than 50,000! The Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo's troops are at least 10,000 or more than 10,000 more than us. We do need to mobilize some troops, but the troops in the city are also very nervous and should not be mobilized!" Chen Qun said with a tight frown.

"What should we do? If the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo really comes to attack our camp with his troops, we may not be the opponent of the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo!" Zhao Yun responded.

"Well, General Zhao is right! Otherwise, let's do this! If we send an order, we will retreat first, and then think of other solutions. What do you think?" Chen Qun put forward his own suggestions.

"Well, now we are not strong enough! We are not opponents of the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo at all, so we can only retreat first and then find a way!" Zhao Yun frowned and replied.

"Okay! General Zhao, that's it! If you pass the order, we will immediately withdraw the camp and retreat..." Chen Qun said to Zhao Yun.

"No, wait! The military advisor, General Zhang (Zhang Yan), General Zhou (Zhou Cang) and General Han (Han Zhong) are still cleaning up on the battlefield! I must tell them first..." Zhao Yun asked his own question.

"Okay, time is tight! General Zhao is going to go back quickly. I will let the soldiers pack up and prepare to retreat first. How about it?" Chen Qun replied.

"Yeah, OK!"

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, he quickly ran out of his main camp and jumped onto the "Yuzhaoye Lion" and ran straight towards the original battlefield...

***

The Menghuo tribe of the Southern Barbarians:

"Haha, please feel free! Duosi comes, I will give you a glass!" The Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo raised his glass and said to King Duosi.

"Okay, drink..." King Duosi also raised his glass and said.

"King, now our army has won a great victory and saved Brother Meng, so what should we do next?" King Duosi asked.

"Ha, don't worry about what's next. I haven't been here so well for a long time. Let's drink first, drink first..." Meng Huo, the King of Southern Barbarians, put down his wine glass and waved his hand.

"Master! Now that we have won a game, the morale of the young people has also improved greatly. Long Fei has just lost. I guess his morale will definitely decline. Why not take this rare opportunity to give Long Fei a fatal blow?" King Duosi made his own suggestions.

"Dosi means to let us strike while the iron is hot and lead our troops to attack Long Fei's camp, right?" Meng Huo, the King of Southern Barbarians, asked after thinking about it.

"Yes, that's right! This is a rare opportunity! I believe that we can completely wipe out Longfei's troops..." King Duosi said confidently.

"But……"

"Husband, are you still afraid of Long Fei? This is not your style!" Mrs. Zhurong interrupted the words of the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo.

"Long Fei is very tricky. Who knows what conspiracy mechanism is in his camp? The remaining soldiers are less than 100,000. I don't want the last soldiers to be destroyed by Long Fei's design..." The Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo said with a worried look on his face.

"Hey, General! Don't forget that there are enough poisonous springs in my Tulong Cave! What are you afraid of? This poisonous spring is enough to let Long Fei's troops drink a pot..." King Duosi pointed to the "Four-eyed Poisonous Spring" that was missing from Tulong Cave.

"Yes! Husband, you have seen the power of this "Four Eyes Poison Spring". What else can you be afraid of?" Mrs. Zhu Rong interrupted again.

After hearing this, the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo frowned and lowered his head and was silent...

Not long after, the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo gritted his teeth and suddenly raised his head and said, "Okay, I, Meng Huo, will fight with Long Fei again! I want to see what conspiracies and tricks in Long Fei to break our poisonous arrow formation..."

"Well, husband! That's the King of Southern Barbarians I know!" Mrs. Zhu Rong nodded with a smile.

"Okay, king! Then I'll go down and prepare the venom and soldiers first!" King Duosi stood up and fired.

"Okay, then Duosi let's go down first!" Nanman King Meng Huo nodded in agreement.

After receiving the order, King Duosi quickly withdrew from Tulong Cave and walked out of the cave to prepare for the troops...

***

Battlefield Zhao Yunmen:

"General Zhang, General Zhou, General Han!" Zhao Yun shouted at Zhang Yan, Zhou Cang and Han Zhong who were cleaning up the battlefield while raising the 'Yuzhaoye Lion'.

"Hey, it's General Zhao!" Zhang Yan said first, then rushed to Zhao Yun and said, "General Zhao, you are back! Is he okay, lord?"

"Well, lord is fine! Just take a break, by the way! How is the battlefield cleanup?" Zhao Yun asked after responding.

"Hey, don't mention it! How could we just these three of us finish the battlefield of tens of thousands of people so quickly? But General Guo and General Fan's corpses have been found, and they are there!" Zhou Cang said complainingly, and pointed to Guo Shi and Fan Chou's corpses.

"Oh, that's all! Since you've found General Guo and General Fan's corpses, don't pay attention to the rest. Just burn all the fire!" Zhao Yun sighed and said.

"General Zhao! Why is this?" Han Zhong asked strangely.

"That's right, the military advisor said! The Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo will take a large army to attack our camp in no time. Because our troops are insufficient, the military advisor feels to retreat first and then find a way..." Zhao Yun replied simply.

"Oh, so that's it! Well, let's take General Guo and General Fan's corpses, and the others will be burned! It's a pity that these soldiers who died for the lord cannot move into the Hero Tower..." Han Zhong sighed and said, looking at the battlefield where corpses were everywhere.


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