Blood soaked the land in Wucheng. As the Henan army retreated, Ge Liang's heart rose to his throat again.

"Zi Ying... they withdrew..." Ge Liang swallowed, "They won't get the same trick twice. What should we do now?!"

"Why do you keep asking me questions?" Ziying laughed and joked, "General Ge is favored by the King of Jiujiang. Isn't this trip just to lead troops?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Ge Liang grabbed his hair, "You actually traded the city gate for the lives of thousands of soldiers in Henan. Why don't you discuss it with me? Han Xin is eager to make such an exchange! If the city gate is lost, what are you going to do to guard it?"

"Who said we are going to defend the city? We are going to fight Han Xin to the death." Ziying said firmly while looking ahead.

When he captured the Three Qin Dynasties and attacked Wei and Zhao, Han Xin was in a weak position and used various tricks to win. When Han Xin attacked Qi, even if Tian Heng withdrew his troops in all directions to disperse Han Xin's forces, Sima Longju would inevitably send troops to help.

It was defeated by overwhelming force.

In this battle, the strength of the two sides is almost equal. Han Xin does not need to use strange tactics, and he cannot easily win. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

"Same strategy... I'm going to let them win three times!" Ziying said with fierce fighting spirit, "It's time for Yang Aiqing to use the grain from Wucheng's treasury..."

"I have already prepared everything!"

Yang Xi cupped his hands and said, not long after, several catapults were pushed to the front. The soldiers cleaned up the broken corpses of the enemy soldiers and found several resettlement places. Thousands of more emaciated cattle were driven to the front, but their tails were behind them.

There are no more torches.

"What are you going to do?" Ge Liang gritted his teeth and asked, "You have to pay for the people's cattle, but you also have to pay for the granary? Han Xin's catapult is extraordinary."

"Help me go down and show me to Commander Ge." Ziying said with a smile.

Ge Liang had no choice but to help Ziying down the ladder. He saw Han Xin's army in neat formation from a distance through the city gate, and he couldn't help but feel timid.

Ziying casually grabbed the grain from the wooden frame of the catapult and threw it in front of the cattle.

There seemed to be a glimmer of green light in the eyes of the farm cattle, and they rushed forward to eat, without any trace of the docility that belongs to cattle.

After the fight, the cattle all looked at the wooden frame of the catapult. The Jiujiang soldiers tried their best to block the front, and then organized the cattle to swarm forward.

Yang Xi tried his best to order the soldiers to mount their weapons on the horns of the ox. The soldiers were so tired that they could only breathe heavily.

"Three years after the Qin Dynasty conquered the Qin Dynasty, all the food was distributed to the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty. Even though the people in Guanzhong were inevitably living in embarrassment, this herd of cattle lacked food in winter." Ziying sighed with a smile.

Ge Liang seemed to understand Ziying's plan, "Ziying, do you want to..."

"That's right." Ziying nodded heavily, "In the face of hunger, no matter how docile an animal is, it will become cruel. This is the sharp edge of this battle! I'd like Commander Ge and the soldiers to throw these grains into... Han Xin's army.

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"good!"

Ge Liang couldn't help lamenting the suffering of the people and admired Ziying's subtle thoughts.

"Back off!"

Several catapults launched grain, and all the soldiers fled to avoid the cattle.

The grains all over the sky were sown towards the Henan army outside the city. Han Xin and everyone were watching the situation inside Wucheng. Hundreds of thin and careless cattle shook the ground and rushed straight towards them.

"Corn?!" Han Xin twisted his shirt and immediately understood Ziying's thoughts.

"What kind of trick is this?!" Kuai Tong gasped, "Retreat! Evacuate quickly! Stay away from Wucheng!"

The catapults continued to throw grain, and almost all of Han Xin's army in front was contaminated. The cattle galloped like crazy, and the horses under the cavalry were frightened for a while, and their limbs became limp and wandered around, refusing to obey the control of the soldiers.

Seeing the swarming cattle getting closer and closer, they opened their mouths meant for eating grass and bit into the Henan army. The swords at the two corners scraped the horses' bodies to pieces.

"Drive! Ah——!"

The cavalry was thrown to the ground heavily and was trampled to death. The sunken chests and abnormal livestock completely disrupted the formation of Han Xin's army and was defeated.

The cattle quickly ate up the food in the front row and were not satisfied. They grunted and ran towards the infantry in the rear row.

In the panic of running away, the grains that had fallen to the ground were buried in the sand, and the cattle had to attack people again.

"There is such a thing!"

Han Xin drew his sword in anger. The few troops he led could not withstand such casualties. If he fled, he would be wasted in vain.

"Soldiers, don't be alarmed! Kill these cattle and use them all to eat after the victory!"

Han Xin shouted loudly and took the lead in rushing into the herd of cattle, slashing them left and right. The generals, who had not slept all night and were sick from the cold, surrounded Han Xin like a flattering crowd.

"The cattle come here for food, so quickly shake off the grains on their bodies!" Kuai Tong said anxiously.

The soldiers obeyed the orders and the cattle suddenly turned around, giving the army an opportunity to attack.

The soldiers who reorganized their formation calmed down and slashed at the neck of the cattle. Although they were inevitably injured, the cattle fell to the ground one after another, and mountains of meat were formed out of thin air on the east side of Wucheng.

Kuai Tong had no choice but to wield the sword with great effort, and was almost stabbed to death by an animal. He gradually became afraid of Ziying in his heart.

"Commander Han, this battle needs to be decided quickly!" Kuai Tong gasped, his hand no longer able to hold the sword. "Maybe Zi Ying is ambushing his troops somewhere... waiting to surround the army and annihilate it!"

Han Xin wiped his blood-stained sword and nodded. Shen Yang's army was still waiting for him to attack Xi County before setting off. If there were too many casualties, Shen Yang would inevitably not change.

"Zi Ying has used all the foundations of the Qin State. I want you to know what the vain plan is!"

The bright red smoke all over the place made everyone dizzy, and they gritted their teeth and headed towards Wucheng.

"Capture Ziying alive...no...regardless of life or death! As soon as Ziying dies, the Qin Kingdom will be destroyed!" Kuai Tong roared.

Gongwei was about to vent his anger and was the first to bear the brunt.

In the Wucheng, Ge Liang's expression went up and down, and the bright red soldiers came overwhelmingly, causing chaos all of a sudden.

"The cattle still travel for food. They cannot deal with the enemy... they still have to fight with the soldiers." Ge Liang analyzed, "Zi Ying, it's time for the soldiers you ambushed to come out, right?"

"A man who is half-tired and half-dead has no strength to fight, and he cannot plan an ambush." ​​Ziying cried and laughed.

"You...!" Ge Liang's newly aroused sense of reverence suddenly dissipated, "Forget it! It's too late to send troops now, please trouble Commander Yang to come with his troops."

Yang Xi was a little embarrassed, "Even if the soldiers come, it will be useless."

"Why? Commander Yang, don't listen to Ziying. Han Xin's army is tired and it's time to counterattack!" Ge Liang said angrily.

"There are more than 30,000 soldiers, but now... less than 5,000 can come. Even if they come here, it's not time to come out yet." Yang Xi replied.

"Where are those people?!" Ge Liang was a little crazy.

"They are resting, and... they have no weapons." Yang Xi smiled bitterly, pointing to the outside of the city, "The book on the horn of the plowing ox is held by the soldiers of Jiujiang."

"Ziying!!"

"Don't worry." Ziying sighed and patted Ge Liang's shoulder, "This plan is called 'Three Bulls', and there is one last group..."

Noisy footsteps sounded, and a gloomy-looking Chen He came with five thousand soldiers. Xun Jin lowered his head, followed closely by 300 adult cattle, all with their eyes covered by black linen. In addition, there were hundreds more

A calf with a somewhat unsteady head...

Ge Liang asked the question before he thought about it. He looked at the formation of the cattle and the enemy troops that were rushing towards him. He understood Ziying's plan and his face became as ugly as Xun Jin's.

"Hey, no wonder the King of Qin didn't discuss it with me." Ge Liang sighed, "Is he just afraid that this last plan won't be accepted by me?"

Ziying remained silent by default.

"For the safety of a country, it's okay to do this. But..." Ge Liang leaned into Ziying's ear, "The person who can come up with such a plan is really a bastard!"

Ziying smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Then whose idea was it to let Yingbu take advantage of his murderous aura? In the process of killing, some things are destined to be given up. This is what the imperial censor of the Qin Dynasty once told me."

Ge Liang was speechless, as there was no kindness and righteousness in the battle.

Xun Jin and Chen He drove the calf to the catapult.

The calf seemed to feel the danger, wandering around and refusing to go up. It called for help from time to time to its mother, which made the big cows restless.

Chen He gritted his teeth, cut off the calf's limbs with his knife, and stuffed it into the wooden frame with his heavy soldiers.

The calf roared in severe pain, and the soldiers could not control the struggling and moving bull.

"Throw quickly!" Chen He shouted.

Cut off the legs, stuff them into a catapult, and launch them outside the city... Hundreds of soldiers repeated this action.

The murderous Gongwei thought that Ziying could not find the stone and used the cow as a stone. He did not realize that the disaster was coming...

"Moo-"

"It's time! Pull off the linen!"

Ziying gave an order, and hundreds of large cows that were on the verge of madness saw the light again, and all they could hear were the cries of calves outside the city before they died.

The Jiujiang soldiers who had no choice but to dodge were instantly slashed to death by the horns of their weapons. They stared blankly at the herds of cattle rushing out.

"Last time, the cattle didn't intentionally hurt people just to eat. This time... it's different..." Ge Liang murmured, "It's really... the butcher's plan..."

The cattle rushed to the side of the calf and killed scores of enemy soldiers. When the calf was found to have died tragically, it was desperately fighting against the living creatures around it.

The brown figure was carried by the strong wind, and everyone died wherever it passed...

Lieutenant Gong had no time to dodge. The horse was stabbed to death and his thigh was almost broken. He fell to the ground and relied on his remaining consciousness to avoid being trampled and died.

Heavy snow fell from the sky, turning red before it hit the ground.

The wailing sound of the Henan Army resounded throughout the world, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Han Xin and Kuai Tong opened their mouths and looked at Ziying's slaughtering cattle in horror. Dozens of cattle came towards the two of them. Han Xin no longer cared about giving orders. He held the reins tightly and turned the horse's head desperately.

The long sword stained with cow blood was inserted into the cow's body.

Stimulated by the severe pain, the horse jumped up high and almost threw Han Xin off.

"Well--!"

Han Xin used all his strength not to be thrown away and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

Kuai Tong did not dare to jump off his horse like this, so he limped away and walked to the side of the battle. He could no longer distinguish the corpse, so he used the corpse as a cover and fell to the ground to pretend to be dead.

In the southeast of Wucheng, Chen Xi kept stroking the horse's neck with his hand to calm the restless horse a little, but his whole face turned pale...

"Is this... is this Ziying's plan? Fortunately... he didn't take refuge in Han Xin..." Chen Xi's throat moved slightly and he almost choked on his saliva.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and the mad cow galloping around was not only exhausted, but also extremely angry... fell to the ground gasping for breath, and died soon after.
Chapter completed!