This was the sword that King Zhao rewarded Qiu Fu for his bravery against Hou Jin. The reward was given to Qiu Fu in front of the entire army of King Zhao, and many people knew about it.

This sword is also inlaid with several high-quality Eastern beads, making it difficult to fake.

Dong pearls are round and large in texture and crystal clear in color. Because they are naturally formed, they are hard to obtain and extremely precious.

This was the favorite of the royal family of the Later Jin Dynasty, and Qiu Fu's sword was the sword of Wanyan Aguda, the founder of the Later Jin Dynasty. Its workmanship and forging are all top-notch and difficult to imitate.

When he saw the knife appear, Wang Cong knew that today's defeat was irreversible.

"Isn't that the precious sword that the prince gave to General Qiu?!" Veteran soldiers and junior officers in the army were shaken when they saw this sword. General Qiu seemed to be really dead.

But the young and newly recruited soldiers were still confused and were asking each other, "What kind of sword is it?!"

"Let me tell you, this is the sword that the prince gave to General Qiu in order to reward General Qiu for his bravery in battle. Legend has it that it is the sword of the Hou Jin royal family. General Qiu has always regarded it as his life and never leaves his body..."

"So, General Qiu has..."

Conversations like this kept ringing out among King Zhao's army, and the morale of the army was in chaos, which was irreversible. Unless King Zhao could personally appear on the battlefield at this time, no one would have the ability to stabilize the morale and morale of King Zhao's army, which was about to collapse, even if it was

Neither could Zhang Shimei, known as the number one general in King Zhao's army.

After a brief period of silence, the camp of King Zhao's rebels suddenly began to become chaotic, like boiling water, which was difficult to control.

"General Qiu has died in the battle, let's run for our lives!"

"I don't want to die yet!"

"The Confederate army is too scary! Let's retreat quickly!"

The middle and lower-level officers can no longer control their own troops!

Wang Cong was considered a very talented general. When chaos broke out in his Guards camp, he suddenly drew his sword and killed several captains and lieutenants who wanted to retreat, temporarily stabilizing the morale of the Guards camp.

"There are also those who deceive the public with their evil words, just like these three thieves!"

The blood dripping from Wang Cong's sword forced the guard camp to calm down.

The situation is no longer controllable. Wang Cong must now ensure his control over the guard camp. Otherwise, once the 100,000-strong army is defeated, Wang Cong will not only be unable to control the troops, but his own safety will also become a problem.

Standing on the wooden wall, Zhao Tianlin could clearly see the changes in King Zhao's army. The King Zhao's army in front had begun to retreat uncontrollably... No, it cannot be called a retreat, it should be called a rout.

However, King Zhao's army in the rear did not know what had happened, and was still remembering Wang Cong's military order just now.

On the verge of battle, an army ignores the general and kills the front army with the rear army.

The soldiers and horses of the rear army did not receive the order to retreat, and there was no sound of gold, while the soldiers and horses of the front army retreated.

In order to carry out the military order, the soldiers and horses of the rear army drew their swords at each other.

In several places, Zhao Wangjun actually started fighting on his own.

The soldiers in the front army are also very angry. I was fighting to death in the front. Now that the general is dead, you bastards hiding behind still dare to draw your sword.

The camp of King Zhao's army became more and more chaotic, but more of them retreated with the flow.
Chapter completed!