After learning that the grain road was cut off, Zhao Kuo and Bai Qi both cursed each other in their hearts and wished they could rush over and cut each other into pieces.
But without any hesitation, he immediately commanded the army to begin to evacuate, without any party choosing to pursue them.
A great battle ended in an anticlimactic manner.
Only the blood and debris left on the ground prove that this war once existed...
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"Retribution, Tianmen is lost."
Just when Bai Qi returned to Gaodu, another messenger rushed in to report.
Tianmen, the gateway to Taihangxing, is now in the hands of Zhao Jun, which means that the road to Taihangxing is completely cut off.
Bai Qi suddenly felt a little confused. Every time he fought, he would look for opportunities to cut off the enemy's retreat in order to completely annihilate it. Unexpectedly, one day his retreat would be cut off.
Shame!
"How long can the army maintain its food and grass supply?" Bai Qi asked in a deep voice.
"Commander, I can still hold on for about a month and a half." The lieutenant in charge of food and grass stood up and said.
"Send someone to inform Xianyang to transport grain and grass from Duanshi instead." Bai Qi ordered.
The Qin army was different from the Zhao army. After Fukouxing was cut off, the Zhao army's food road was completely cut off, and not a single grain of food could be transported in.
However, the Qin army could still transport grain and grass from Duanshi, but it could not rely on waterways to transport grain and grass from Duanshi, and the grain loss would at least double.
Moreover, the Duan clan's roads are more rugged and narrow, and there is less food and grass that can be transported, making it difficult to maintain the current army of 400,000.
But at this time, the Qin army was already on the verge of an arrow and had no choice but to withdraw its troops now. All the efforts of the previous few years would be in vain, and it would lose 200,000 soldiers in vain!
Either fight with Zhao Jun and see who can't hold on first!
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"Your Majesty, the scouts have verified that Bailishi and the eldest son have been lost, and the two generals Yang Qi and Heixiao died in the battle." Liu Ping walked in from outside and said in a deep voice.
Everyone's faces were full of despair, the food route was cut off, and even the most ordinary soldier knew what it meant.
Zhao Kuo clenched his fists tightly, his fingers turned white under the force, his sharp nails pierced into the flesh, and drops of bright red blood dripped from his fingers.
He didn't expect that he had gone through all kinds of hardships, invited doctors, craftsmen, Le Yi, Tian Dan, Li Mu, and even persuaded the nobles in the country to donate grain and grass, and finally reached the point where he is today, which is not the same as in history.
Change.
Is Bai Qi really invincible?
Zhao Kuo didn't believe it.
There is never anyone in this world who is absolutely invincible.
If so, what should the time traveler do?
"I will definitely win. Tian Dan's talent and skills indicate that Zhao will be stronger in the future. If this war ends in defeat like in history, Zhao will not be stronger in the future." Zhao Kuo continued to give
Cheer yourself up.
"How about we surrender?" Someone whispered.
No one responded, no one shouted or scolded, everyone looked at Zhao Kuo.
Zhao Kuo suddenly stood up and said sternly: "Surrender? In the battle of Yinque, Bai Qi beheaded 240,000 Han and Wei people. In the battle of Yanying, Bai Qi burned the tomb of the king of Chu, destroyed his ancestral temple, humiliated his ancestors, and flooded Yan
Hundreds of thousands of people drowned in the city, and the east side of the city was stinky. It still stinks and is called the Stinky Pool by the locals. In the Battle of Huayang, Bai Qi beheaded 130,000 Wei soldiers, and all 20,000 Zhao prisoners were killed by Bai Qi.
Rising and sinking into the river, no one was spared."
"What makes you think Bai Qi will let you go if you surrender? Is it the mountains of corpses? The corpses floating in the river? Or the burned tomb of the King of Chu? The stinking pond? Huh?"
Zhao Kuo's voice kept rolling over the camp, and the generals lowered their heads in shame.
Yes, so what if you surrender? Has no one surrendered before?
"Tell me now, do you want to surrender?" Zhao Kuo finally asked.
"You will die if you surrender now, and you will die in a decisive battle. It is better to fight to the death and fight the Qin army!" Feng Ting stood up and waved his fist.
He would rather die in battle than surrender to Qin.
"Yes, we will fight the Qin army! Fight to the death!" The generals stood up and shouted.
Praying for survival is instinctive, but Zhao Guoerlang has never lacked the bloodiness he deserves.
There are many righteous people in Hebei. Since fighting means death and surrendering means death, it is better to bite off a piece of flesh from the Qin army before dying.
When everyone had finished venting, Zhao Kuo raised his hands and pressed them twice, "Everyone, listen to me."
All the generals looked at Zhao Kuo with fiery eyes.
"Although our army's food routes have been cut off and we are in a desperate situation, it is not without a way out. When the news reaches Handan, the king and the ministers will definitely find a way to rescue us." Zhao Kuo said.
Everyone's eyes were bright, yes, the king will definitely not give up on us, and our relatives and friends will definitely form an army to rescue us.
As long as we persist until reinforcements arrive, we still have hope!
Zhao Kuo sighed in his heart. He said this just to appease everyone and prevent everyone from losing their fighting spirit.
In the Battle of Changping in history, King Qin Zhaoxiang learned that the Zhao army's food route was cut off, so he personally went to Hanoi and mobilized all adult men over the age of fifteen to rush to Changping to intercept Zhao's reinforcements and food.
On the other hand, Zhao State, because there was no food and grass, first went to Qi State to borrow food. After being rejected by Qi State, they could only watch as 400,000 soldiers were buried alive in Changping, without any solution.
As layers of dust cover up history, it is difficult for future generations to see clearly the true appearance of more than two thousand years ago through the dusty history books.
The specific details of this war are still unknown.
But Zhao Kuo would not put his hope in King Zhao no matter what.
He continued: "In addition, I plan to go to Wei in person to ask for help from the King of Wei. After I leave, the army will have General Lian Po as the main general and General Le Yi as the deputy general. They will take charge of everything."
Zhao Kuo gave the order directly without giving everyone a chance to think.
If Handan sent an envoy to ask for help from Wei and Chu, Zhao Kuo would probably have grass growing on his grave, and he would have to go to Wei in person to persuade the King of Wei to support the Zhao army.
"Since the general has decided, it is better to send two more envoys to Korea and Chu respectively," Le Yi said.
At this time, Quan is acting like a dead horse and a living horse doctor. The two countries agree to make money with blood, but they will not lose if they don't agree.
"My subordinate is willing to send a mission to South Korea." Liu Ping immediately stood up and said.
"That's one more person left." Zhao Kuo looked around and saw that all the men below were big and thick, and no one was eloquent.
Among his retainers, only Liu Ping was suitable to be sent as an envoy.
"It is better to send Mr. Zibing as an envoy to Chu." Liu Ping suggested.
"Okay, invite Mr. Zibing here immediately."
Zhao Kuo almost forgot about Gongsun Long. Famous people relied on their words to make a living, and Gongsun Long was the leader of famous people. There was no one more suitable than him to go on an envoy.
After a while, Gongsun Long walked in.
Zhao Kuo explained the situation to him, and Gongsun Long immediately patted his chest and promised to convince the King of Chu.
"If this matter can be accomplished, the previous agreement between you and me will be cancelled. I will definitely ask the king for credit for Mr. Zi Bing." Zhao Kuo grabbed Gongsun Long's hands and said sincerely.
"Ma Fuzi is so polite. Long has learned a lot from Ma Fuzi's side." Gongsun Long said respectfully.
"Get ready tonight, and we'll set off early tomorrow morning," Zhao Kuo said.