Zuo Jun raised the stone and put it down, put it down and lifted it up. This made the soldiers around him very surprised. A soldier bravely asked, "General, what are you doing?"

"I move my muscles and bones." The left answered without thinking, looking ahead, muttering: "It's almost dark, why haven't I raised the fire yet? Is there no fire?"

He obviously wanted to smash the stone down immediately and kill Zhao Jun who was walking in the mountains, but he found an excuse for him. The soldiers didn't know what he was thinking. They believed it, lifted the stone up, made a few movements, and exhaled, saying, "I have been curled up for several days, and my body is sore and sore, so it feels much more comfortable to move.

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"You bastards, who told you to raise the stone?" Zuo Jun's face sank and shouted softly.

The soldiers were confused by him, thinking that if you can lift it, others wouldn't be able to lift it. They said in surprise: "General, what's the reason?"

"What's the reason? No, no! I'm annoyed!" Zuo Jun cursed angrily, and suddenly became excited, Mo Ming said, "Hurry up, throw the stones.

Throw it, what are you doing, you bastard?" He raised the boss's stone and threw it down the mountain, laughed and said, "Zhao Cong, go to die!" It turned out that he saw the signal from Wei Ang: the fire.

Although the soldiers were not sure about this, they still carried out his orders and threw the wooden rocks straight down the mountain.

"Sir, look, there is fire." A soldier said excitedly to Zhao Cong as if he had discovered a new world.

Zhao Cong saw the fire on the top of the mountain and said, "It's dark, the mountain people are raising fires. What's so strange about it? Fuss!"

"So much fire." The soldier shouted again.

Zhao Cong looked up and said, "Are you right?" The whole mountain top was full of torches. Even the idiots knew what was going on. Zhao Cong naturally understood that he was ambushed in his life. His face turned pale and he shouted, "Hurry up, find a place to hide."

"Hide under a big rock.

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud rumbling sound came from the top of the mountain, as if countless giori were rushing towards the foot of the mountain, making the mountains tremble.

Even if the Iron Army encounters such a formation, it will be defeated. Even if the Zhao army is good at fighting, it will inevitably have a disintegration of morale. If it reacts quickly, it will quickly find a place to help. If it reacts slowly, the rolling wooden rocks smashed on the top of the mountain directly into meat paste.

Wei Ang was a good general. He knew that the Zhao army was a very good army. If Zhao Cong could not be wiped out, it would be very troublesome. How could he miss such an opportunity? He used a wooden rock to block the path, so that the Zhao army could not advance and retreat, and then smashed the wooden rock to the rock like raindrops.

He deliberately wanted to bury all Zhao Cong's army here. He did not order the attack to stop. The rolling wood and rocks were smashed tightly and lasted for a long time.

There was a pit where Zhao Cong hid, and he hid inside and watched the wooden rocks pile him up bit by bit. If the wooden rocks continue to pile up, he would not have hid. Instead, he buried him alive.

Zhao Hu kept shouting in his heart, stop quickly, but unfortunately, it’s not a good idea to roll the wood and beat the stone, so it’s a waste of money to take all over the mountain. He kept smashing it.

As long as there is another stone the size of a millstone can be buried alive, and at this moment, the attack on the mountain stopped.

Zhao Cong knew that the Wei army stopped attacking, and then he called for them to surrender, and there would be a brief period of tranquility. If he didn't escape, he would crawl out of the remaining hole like a dog. It was so embarrassing.

Zhao Cong deserves to be unlucky. As soon as he climbed out, a pile of unstable stone fell down. It was right on his legs. He screamed and fell to the ground, holding his legs and gritting his teeth to endure the pain.

"You wait for the soldiers of Zhao State to listen and put down your weapons. Rao will not die!" A shout came from the mountain. It was Wei Ang who ordered the soldiers to call for surrender.

The Jedi Death is the easiest to destroy the morale of the army. Although the Zhao army is tenacious. After Wei Ang’s baptism of life and death, there is little morale left. Many Zhao soldiers threw down their weapons, held their heads with their hands, shouting: “We surrender, we surrender.”

"Zhao Cong, listen: Wei and Zhao have always had good friends, and there is no war between the two countries. Why did you obey the orders of Qin, a tiger and wolf, and offend us Wei?" Wei Ang ordered the soldiers to call and question.

Zhao Cong broke a branch and stood up with his back, and walked towards the road with a limp step by step, not daring to put a single fart.

Under Wei Ang's order, the soldiers of the Wei army shouted again: "You wait for the soldiers of Zhao State to listen: Those who capture Zhao Cong alive will receive a hundred taels of gold! Those who search for Zhao Cong's body will receive a thirty taels of gold!"

It is said that there will be a dead husband under heavy rewards. The power of this gold alone is great enough, not to mention that the Zhao army soldiers are in the dead. Their life and death are all in the hands of the Wei army, so they naturally want to please Wei Ang. Many people scattered around to find Zhao Cong, who wanted to see people and corpses.

Zhao Cong knew that he had become the target of public criticism and the situation was not good, so he hurriedly hid in the tree.

A soldier from Zhao happened to be killed. Zhao Cong took off the clothes from the body and put them on himself. Then he redned his face with blood, shouting, "The Spirit of the Martial Spirit in Heaven bless me to get rid of this difficulty." He immediately had an idea.

He crawled out and screamed with a pinched voice: "Zhao Cong escaped to this side, hurry up and chased." He pointed his right hand at the way he came.

He was wearing soldiers' clothes, and the soldiers chasing him did not notice it in the dark, believed it, and retreated to chase him, shouting, "Zhao Cong is here."

Zhao Cong is now a piece of fat meat. All the soldiers who want to survive want to get it and are willing to do so. As soon as they hear this, they chased them. The more people gather, there are more and more than a hundred people in just a short while.

According to Zhao Cong's plan, this was a good time to escape, leaning on a branch from the heel.

Wei Ang was waiting for news about Zhao Jun on the mountain, but after waiting for a while, he still couldn't catch Zhao Cong. Suddenly, a light of inspiration flowed through his heart and shouted: "I'm fooled! Hurry up, send an order: Block the front! Break it, don't let the Zhao Jun in front escape.

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With a command, the raindrop-like stones rolled down again, and Zhao Jun smashed them to tears and shouted at her father and mother.

Zhao Cong seized the opportunity and shouted in a sharp voice: "The people of Wei have no faith and no righteousness. They want to kill them all. Escape, run away quickly, you will be a hero when you escape! If you catch them, you will be skinned alive!"

The soldiers of Zhao army wanted to seize Zhao Cong and make a contribution, but now they can't care about these things. They highly agree with Zhao Congdi's statement, scolded the people of Wei for being nothing, and rushed over.

A kind soldier grabbed Zhao Cong and ran away, praising: "Brother, you are a good person."
Chapter completed!