Qishui Camp.

"Report to the general, our army's front camp was attacked by the Shu army. General Rongcan asked the general to send reinforcements quickly."

"Report to the general, our army was attacked by Jin Xin on its flanks. General Sun Hu asked the general to send reinforcements quickly."

"Report to the general, 30,000 Shu troops went up the seven rivers and broke through our army's twelve large camps overnight. Please make sure to quickly seize them."

......

The military situation was like fire, and the feathered cavalry sped. Overnight, everything seemed to have changed. There were police everywhere and villages asked for help.

After Huan Biao held his hands, he said nothing. Huan Biao stood aside, frowned.

Just half a month ago, the Shu army still guarded the gates and closed them out. But now, they actually took the initiative to counterattack, and they were using absolute disadvantages to counterattack.

The Shu army fought more arrogantly than the Liang army. Is this still the cautious general Yang Ping of the Shu army?

Huan Yu was confused in his heart, but even so, he still didn't say anything. Huan Yu knew that Huan Yu was thinking and thinking about countermeasures.

The door of the camp was slowly lifted open, and as he walked in, Huan Biao's face finally stretched out.

"How about it?"

Huan Biao was the commander of the Liang army of 200,000. His every move was very steady, but at this time, Huan Shi actually heard three points of eagerness in his tone.

The visitor was Wang Dong, the deputy general of Huan Biao, who was in charge of an elite sergeant under Huan Biao's headquarters.

"As the general expected, the Shu army has changed its commander!"

Before Wang Dong finished speaking, Huan Biao asked anxiously: "Is it Yang Chun?"

Huan Shi stayed in Huan Biao's army since he was a child and spent a long time with him. He had never seen Huan Biao like this.

"No! The Yang Xian sect is Yang An, the commander of the Zhe Chong Army."

For some reason, Huan Xi felt a little relieved after hearing the news.

"Get pictures!"

Wang Dong took out a map from the paint cylinder beside him and spread it on the table behind Huan Biao.

The three of them surrounded the table, but Huan Biao heard him say, "What is the purpose of the Shu army's continuous attacks?"

The person he faced was not Yang Chun, but Huan Biao did not slacken at all. Although the person who came was not Yang Chun, it could turn the Shu army upside down overnight. Huan Biao did not dare to underestimate such a general, and even had a hint of fear in his heart.

Huan Biao depicted the Shu army's march route on the military map, analyzed the troops arrangement of the Shu army, and thus speculated Yang An's intentions. On the battlefield, intelligence has always been the first priority.

Huan Biao has experienced a long battle formation and naturally understands this truth. However, in the end, he got a result that he couldn't believe even himself.

Huan Xi and Wang Dong were everywhere, but Huan Biao muttered.

"Does this boy named Yang An want to fight our army in Mishihara?"

Yang An wanted to fight the decisive battle with more than 200,000 Liang troops with less than 100,000 troops head-on. No matter how incredible the result was, the Shu army's intention to attack was already very straightforward.

Apart from this seemingly strange answer, Huan Biao could not think of any reason, would the Shu army do this?

Yang An is not so aggressive as an invitation to fight.

"General, what should we do now?"

Wang Dong glanced at Huan Yu, but saw that he was silent. Huan Biao held the edge of the table with both hands and held it tightly, his whole body was like a statue, as if he was making a difficult decision.

Over time, a burst of laughter echoed in the tent.

"The old one is arrogant, and the young one is like this. Since you want to fight to the decisive battle, am I still afraid that you will not succeed?" Huan Biao halfway down on the table, his body leaning down, "Send the order, and the troops on all fronts of our army will return to defend. Five days later, all will gather in the northern highlands of Sanshihara to prepare for a decisive battle with the Shu army."

"I will obey the order!"

Falling Eagle Mountain.

The sky is dark and the plants are rustling. This is a time of lush vitality, but because of this blood-colored battlefield, it becomes lifeless and full of death.

It has been five days since the attack on the Shu army camp that day. During these five days, the food and grass of the Liang army have been completely cut off. Besides his confidants, the rest of Huan Youji's side was the one who fled and the one who died.

The 6,000 Shu troops on Luoying Mountain were not able to pursue and suppress the 20,000 Liang troops. However, with their strength, it was more than enough to pursue Huan Youji alone.

The feather arrows were flying around, and people kept falling. Huan Youji covered his chest, his face as white as wax, and his whole body seemed to shrink.

He was injured, very seriously injured. The fierce intention of destroying the soul was implemented in the soul. If Huan Youji had the opportunity to regulate his breathing and heal his wounds in normal times. However, on this battlefield, Huan Youji ran for days without stopping. The injury became more and more serious, almost in danger of his life.

The Shu army was not far away, and Huan Youji could even see the vague figure of the Shu general. The veteran general named Tong Gu was like an experienced hunter, killing his prey step by step.

The Shu general was very patient. Over the past few days, he led the army to strip away the power of Huan Youji's guardianship around him little by little.

Until now, only a few hundred people were left beside Huan Youji. He had been forced to death and cut off all the paths of life.

Huan Youji looked at the dim sky, and there was a cliff behind him, and suddenly felt like he was at the end of his journey.

The hundreds of soldiers in front of him had the fighting spirit of not less than half that day, but they were useless. The blurry figure of Shu general in his vision seemed to wave his hand, and then the Shu army launched the final attack.

Huan Youji didn't have any strength in his hands. He usually charged forward and never felt so powerless.

These hundreds of soldiers entered this desperate situation, not only did not bow their knees, but instead were inspiring military situations and shouted.

"General, we'll take the lead!"

The sound of charge was high and intense, but what awaited them was not the hymn of glory, but the cold feather arrows.

Huan Youji leaned on the cliff and supported his body with a knife. He watched hundreds of brothers fall down on the way to charge, and his heart had already lost its feelings.

Blood was filled with energy and corpses were everywhere. Huan Youji blurred his eyes and saw that the Shu army was slowly approaching. They were dressed in bright clothes and were not even stained with blood.

What a means? How cruel is this?

The general led by Shu was a little older than Huan Youji imagined, and he could not see the courage of the arrow when it came out. He couldn't help but smile.

"Old guy, you are so old and don't live your life at home. Why do you run to this battlefield for?"

"The saint said: A gentleman is not famous for his death! Today, I am about to borrow your head and achieve my achievements."

"Ha!" Huan Youji opened his mouth weakly, "The saint's ability to let people die is really amazing!"

The knife fell with his hands, the head rolled, stained with bloody dust, and his empty eyes gradually dimmed.
Chapter completed!