Meng Ao's eyes were red, and his eyes were staring at Jiang standing on the top of the city opposite. Mobile phone     https://

Jiang was still the same as before, wearing a purple garment and holding a Star Fallen Sword. A woman stood beside her. Her eyes looked at the 100,000 troops under the city, full of indifference and contempt.

Even though Meng Ao couldn't see Jiang's face clearly, he couldn't see Jiang's eyes clearly.

But he still felt the confidence in Jiang.

In fact, after Jiang Jiagangzang defended the camp, Meng Ao had no chance at all.

The only chance Meng Ao could defeat Jiang was the night when Jiang Chu came to Yanmen and set up camp just now.

Even though Jiang used the strength of the entire army, Jiang could only set up a camp in less than half a day. Although the defense in the army was strict, the military camp was about to collapse.

That was Meng Ao's only chance, and Jiang certainly knew it too.

Jiang had done so much before, but only had one goal, using his scheming to make Meng Ao give up his night attack plan.

Otherwise, 200,000 troops would rush forward and enemies would be everywhere. Jiang didn't even have a barrier to defend, and at most he could only lead the army to break through the siege.

But people can fight out, but what about the food and weapons brought by ginger?

Those things cannot be taken away.

But Meng Ao looked down on Jiang's food and weapons. He was confident that Qin was much richer than Zhao. As long as he could defeat Zhao, the entire Zhao State would belong to Qin State.

Who cares about the little thing in Jiang’s hand?

Too many factors made Meng Ao give up that night attack plan.

Jiang left Meng Ao the only chance that he had left for Meng Ao. When Jiang strengthened the camp defense with cement, stones and trees, Meng Ao would have no chance at all.

Facing Jiang's camp, Meng Ao only has despair.

However, what made Meng Ao even more desperate was that his only chance to win was given up by him in vain.

"Ahem...puff!"

Meng Ao was so angry that he squirted out a mouthful of blood.

"General!"

"General!"

The personal soldiers around him rushed forward to support Meng Ao. Meng Ao's aura was a little weak. Finally, he glanced at Jiang's camp and his own military formation, and gritted his teeth and spit out a word: "Retreat!"

‘Dangdang--’

A golden sound rang out, and the Qin army retreated in an orderly manner.

However, at the beginning, the tens of thousands of Qin troops sent by Meng Ao to attack the city had no chance to retreat.

The archers on the top of the city forced their attack back, but in fact they no longer wanted to attack the city at this moment.

The door of Jiang Daying slowly opened, and a pair of cavalry ran out quickly. Everyone held powerful crossbows and scimitars, and crossbow arrows all over the sky fell into the Qin army like rain.

These people are the fat meat on Jiang's mouth, and they are also the dead chess for Meng Ao's death.

If Meng Ao did not retreat, Jiang Zhen would have all his 80,000 troops to fight Meng Ao to the death at the city.

After Xu Zhong gave the order, he returned behind Jiang and bowed and asked, "Marty, Meng Ao, evacuate, will the incendiary bomb continue to be released?"

Jiang looked at the city, then waved his hand and said lightly: "Forget it! Although I promised to give Meng Ao a thousand shots, since he ran away, there is no need for us to waste it."

"It's still a long time!"

Xu Zhong bowed and said, "Yes!"

After looking at the battle situation below, Jiang turned to Yan Fei and said, "There is nothing good here. The next picture is too bloody. Let's go back first!"

Yan Fei nodded slightly and said, "Okay!"

The main reason is that Meng Ao has left, and no one appreciates Jiang's acting, so it's boring.

If you don’t have an audience, what fun is there to say?

...

Meng Ao was almost carried into Yanmen by someone. He was so angry that he was in a hurry. At this moment, his heart was in full swing and his spirit could no longer hold on.

"General...General..."

A slight call made Meng Ao wake up from his coma.

"Ahem!"

Meng Ao looked around and saw that he had returned to the room. In the room, there were Meng Tian and other generals, who were looking at him with concern at this moment.

"I am fine, how many casualties are our army...?"

Meng Tian said: "General, you should take care of yourself now."

Meng Ao shouted: "How many casualties?"

Meng Tian sighed, was silent, and said in a deep voice: "Nearly 20,000..."

Meng Ao's eyes were a little hollow, and he murmured: "Twenty thousand...two thousand...I'm the general who killed them! Cough cough cough..."

Seeing Meng Ao coughing again, Meng Tian hurriedly stepped forward and patted Meng Ao's back and said with concern: "General, you should not be angry now, so that you can get angry. This is Jiang's purpose. You must not fall into Jiang's plan."

In the room, a general shouted angrily: "Damn Jiang Xiaoer! General Meng, please give Mo General 50,000 troops and let Mo General take Jiang's head."

Meng Ao shouted loudly when he heard this: "Fifty thousand, will you ask you to take 50,000 people to die?"

Meng Tian also turned around and shouted, "Enough, don't even say anything angry!"

After being popular, Meng Ao's complexion improved a lot. At this moment, he said in a deep voice: "The two armies are fighting, each of them is their own. The battle on the battlefield is full of calculating. Jiang's skillful methods show his strength."

"What we need to do is not to hate Jiang, but to come up with a strategy to defeat the enemy!"

The general blushed and said, "The general taught him a lesson!"

After a few breaths, Meng Ao leaned against the bed and asked lightly: "What do you think about today's affairs?"

The generals look at me, and I look at you, no one can produce anything.

That kind of "jar" is so weird that it burns immediately after it explodes. As long as it sticks a little, a big fire will immediately ignite.

Even if such things are stuck on the ground, they will burn in an instant.

Some soldiers who were not burned to death immediately said that when they first burned, the temperature of the flame was not high, but their hearts were filled with fear.

However, in just a moment, the burning stinging thrust deep into the bone marrow.

But these people don’t know anything like ignition. At this moment, they only feel fear and fear of unknown things.

There is nothing that is not afraid of in things like flames.

Even if people can use flames, when the flames burn on you, you will be afraid.

Facing the "jar" in Jiang's hand, no matter how high his martial arts are, as long as he sticks to a little, he will have life worries.

Seeing that no one was talking, Meng Ao couldn't help but shout, "Why, are you all scared by Jiang? Talking!"

Meng Tian bowed and said, "General, at present, this item must be an item studied by Jiang's craftsman camp, but there is no information on what it is."

"Today's battle is also the first time this kind of thing has been released. It's better to invite the public losers to come..."

Meng Ao waved his hand and said nothing.

Although the Qin army has been using the weapons made by the Gongshu family, if the Gongshu people were sent to the battlefield, the Mo family members would definitely participate in the war.

The Mohist school advocated "non-attack", that is, opposed to aggressive wars, but supported defensive wars.

Now Qin is on the offensive side, while Zhao is on the defensive side.
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