The crowd of officials and soldiers on the avenue was moving slowly, and people were walking slowly and heavy, like a group of people wearing shackles.

A sergeant's leather water bag was leaking, and the water was constantly leaking out, wetting his leather armor and trouser legs. When he noticed it, he took off the water bag and shook it, and his face suddenly showed a look of disappointment.

The sky was clear, the sun setting in the west was shining in the sky, and the mountains in the east stood in the distance, which was particularly clear in the sun. The sergeant holding the broken water bag turned to look to the west. Not far away, there was a clear river, and the shimmering water surface was particularly attractive. The sergeant licked his dry lips and suddenly staggered towards the river bank.

"Come back!" The general shouted from behind, "Who told you to leave the team without authorization?"

No matter how many soldiers were, they fell on the riverside, then they reached out to pour water on their faces, and then they lay there and couldn't get up. He just wanted to lie here, but he was not the only one who fell behind along the way.

At this time, the official army was like the leaking water bag, abandoning its troops all the time along the way. Those who fell behind were sick, sprained their feet, and those who were weak and unable to hold on to the march. Naturally, some depressed soldiers also mixed in and pretended to be sick. Night was the most severe time when the number of people dropped sharply, and many people would run away at night.

The Battle of Yangshuo took place on August 17, and the government troops fought fiercely all day. When night fell, the government troops gave up the battle, and most of them crossed the Anle River and began the retreat.

On the night of the 17th, the official army lost more than 30% of its troops due to the chaos of the defeated team and the siege of the defenders. The troops retreated from the battlefield did not rest well in one night. After the 18th day of the marching, fatigue was approaching the limit of people's endurance.

So yesterday evening on the 18th, Wu Gao was caught by the rebels' forward and did not dare to retreat easily.

But just last night, the main force of the rebels marched overnight and approached the official army camp... Wu Gao did not think that the official army still had any combat effectiveness and morale. At that time, the soldiers were exhausted, the ammunition and arrows were exhausted and they could not be replenished. People were still shrouded in fear and worry about defeat.

Wu Gao had to order to deport the camp overnight to escape the rebels' attack range.

So last night, the government army lost countless people on the march, at least no less than 10,000 people. Today, the government army could not get a rest all day and could only continue on the road...

The main rebel army was advancing to the west of the official army, and it had almost stopped all day long. The two armies were separated by a small river, and in a narrower place in a flat area, you could even see the figures of the rebels with your eyes!

This kind of parallel pursuit tactic is completely a competition of the physical strength of the soldiers on both sides. Wu Gao had no choice, because the official army could not stop and had to rush to Guilin Mansion before the rebels! Otherwise, they would not have any chance to restore their combat power.

From Yangshuo County to Guilin Prefecture City, there are only 160 or 70 miles of roads, and it takes four days to march normally. The official army has left Yangshuo County for two days and two nights, but the remaining less than a hundred miles of road seems to be farther than the horizon!

Until this afternoon, Wu Gao had lost more than half of the total troops.

At this moment, the people on the road stopped moving forward one after another. The army gradually began to get noisy, and some soldiers were confused, thinking that they would have to rest in advance today.

Wu Gao, the Marquis of Jiangyin under the Central Army, heard a knight whispering in his ears, sat on the horse's back and looked ahead for a long time. After a long time, he finally spoke to the military generals around him: "It's really a pity that it's time for us to say goodbye."

"Master General..." The generals stared at Wu Gao with a serious expression.

Wu Gaodao: "I will be transferred to Guangxi for several months. I have witnessed my brothers performing their duties for the country and not ashamed of the court..." He looked up at the banner with the black "Ming" written on it, "There will always be a winner on the battlefield. We have to face failure and face desperate situations. I and you all try our best, but we still cannot get rid of the desperate situation."

He finally told the news just now: "The rebels have marched to our north, and after wading through a shallow, they intercepted the official road ahead."

Among them, there were unwilling generals, who hurriedly said: "Let's disperse our troops and bypass the enemy camp!"

Wu Gao refused to comment and remained silent.

At this moment, both sides were quite tired, but the situation of the rebels was obviously much better than that of the official army. Not only was the rebels full of confidence after the victory, but from the Pingyuefu a few days ago, the rebels had almost no experience of marching all night, and they were better off than the officers and soldiers.

Otherwise, the rebels would not have been able to catch up with the Guan Jun and appear in front of them.

As for the dispersed journeys mentioned by the generals, Wu Gao could see the result directly without thinking about it without thinking about it: the soldiers of the riots who lost their military discipline and constraints would definitely stay and rest without authorization, and some people would lose their establishment and disintegration soon.

The rebels would not divide their troops and try to continue to pursue the scattered official troops; they would go straight to Guilin Prefecture, first control the government of the Guangxi Provincial Administration, and then gradually collect those mobs that were powerless to resist.

At this time, as an army, Wu Gao realized that they were completely finished!

Wu Gao, who was over 60 years old, had been leading troops to fight before and never felt old. At this moment, he truly realized that his life had come to an end. Moreover, the end of his military life was obviously not very glorious.

So Wu Gao couldn't help but sigh again: "What a pity."

All the generals were also infected by the atmosphere, and all of them were sad, and some men's eyes even turned red.

Perhaps besides regrets, there is nothing more sad in this world than defeat. The soldiers fought bloody, sweaty, and bloody, sacrificing countless lives and suffering, but in the end they only received shame and guilt!

At the end of this, Wu Gaolian had nothing to say. He sat quietly for a while and then slowly reached his hand to the hilt of the sword.

"Swish!" Wu Gao decisively pulled out his waist knife.

"Master General!" A general shouted, rushed forward without hesitation, and suddenly threw Wu Gao down. The generals dismounted one after another, surrounded and held Wu Gao down. A group of people hurriedly persuaded him.

Wu Gao struggled for a while and glared: "I must die! A hundred thousand army... I have lost so many people, as the head coach, I cannot give up the blame! In a moment, you will take my head and ask the King of Han to surrender!"

Suddenly someone said, "We might as well go together. The brothers are all rebels and follow the Marquis of Jiangyin."

After hearing this, Wu Gao suddenly smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "I am old, why should I suffer another humiliation? Although I defeated the general of the army, I am also a founding noble of the Ming Dynasty. What are you afraid of death..."

"Bang!" Before Wu Gao finished speaking, someone suddenly slapped his chin and fainted.

The generals turned their heads in shock and saw the general who was trying to see the warrior. The man's eyes were red, and he was the warrior who had just said he wanted to surrender to the King of Han. He looked back at everyone's gaze, his face felt embarrassed, and his lips twitched before whispering: "Take the Marquis of Jiangyin, will we surrender?"

Everyone agreed.

At this time, the warrior climbed onto the horse and shouted to the crowd: "Brothers, there is no way out, you have surrendered! Those who are willing will follow the banner of the central army. Those who are unwilling will not force themselves and seek a way out!"

There were some soldiers in the Beijing camp in the army, mostly cavalry. They had horses, and they were likely to run away, and they were reluctant to surrender, so they gathered together one after another and prepared to leave the army.

At this time someone shouted: "General Geng!"

Only then did the generals notice that Geng Hao, the son-in-law of Jiangyin Marquis, was turning his horse and heading to the cavalry of the Beijing camp. Geng Hao didn't say a word just now, and everyone almost forgot about him. He was suddenly stopped by someone, his face looked a little ugly, and then he said seriously: "Everyone has his own aspirations, and the traitor is always a traitor!"

The martial artist who shouted said, "I didn't mean to stop General Geng. We wanted General Geng to say a few fair words to your father-in-law after he went back. Marquis of Jiangyin was afraid that he would still have family members in the capital! General Geng told the situation of the battle formation in Guangxi truthfully. You saw it. It's not that everyone is not working hard or being unfaithful. There is no way out right now! It's just that he can't win, and he can't run away..."

Geng Hao nodded, clasped his fists and said, "I will definitely bring the words to Chaoli."

...The sunset floats westward, and the light is overflowing.

On the official road to the south, a large group of people and horses gradually rushed towards this side. They were still holding flags, but many of them were not well-dressed, some did not have helmets, and some had no weapons.

The army in front of the infantry formation of the Han Wang Army suddenly shouted, and the soldiers lined up took out their horse stance, took up their spears, and were ready for the battle.

At this time, Zhu Gaoxu had already slapped his horse and walked out of the square formation. He turned around and raised his hand and gestured gently, shouting: "The government army has surrendered!"

Sure enough, when the officials and soldiers reached about two hundred steps, they threw their weapons to the ground one after another.

At this moment, Zhu Gaoxu let out the breath from his chest for a long time. He suddenly felt light and tired and comfortable all over. Suddenly, his throat couldn't feel the pain, and the tonsil inflammation had healed at some point.

Zhu Gaoxu slapped the horse and continued to walk forward. Wang Bin kicked the horse over his head, turned around and said in a deep voice: "Those people have just surrendered, so the prince has to be careful!"

"I know what I know." Zhu Gaoxu whispered.

Wang Bin gave way, but followed Zhu Gaoxu closely, looking like he was ready to block the gun at any time.

Zhu Gaoxu rode a horse a hundred steps away and then stopped his mount. He shouted to the countless people in front of him: "I am the King of Han that you once wanted to deal with, Zhu Gaoxu! From now on, we will no longer be enemies! You will understand later that this king is not that bad..."

"Hahaha..." A sudden burst of laughter among the Han Wang army. In the crowd in the north, cheers gradually sounded, and the roads in the wilderness ridge were very lively.

The war on the territory of Guangxi Provincial Administrators was finally extinguished.
Chapter completed!