Just as the arrow rain started here, dozens of Qin troops emerged from the snowdrifts on the hills on the other side. They were holding large pots filled with hot tung oil.
Following the order, tung oil poured down and instantly flowed down the hillside into the Liao army camp.
At this moment, the sky was full of fire and rain fell to the ground.
The sparks touched the tung oil, and a sea of fire spread out in an instant.
In the sea of fire, there were screams of people and the neighing of war horses everywhere.
Livestock are most afraid of fire. Even well-trained war horses are completely aroused in the face of such a sea of fire. The instinct of survival is completely aroused. The war horses jump wildly, trying to escape from this sea of fire, and the chain reaction is to lift their owners.
It fell to the ground, and countless horseshoes smashed down.
In an instant, the Liao army camp turned into a hell on earth.
Not only that, more Qin troops rushed out from both sides of the hills, roaring down the hillside with weapons in hand, grabbing the scattered Liao troops and slashing them.
In just half a cup of tea, the entire Liao army was defeated.
Hu Yanzhuo Lie's teeth were about to crack.
"What's going on!? Where did the Qin army come from!?"
Huyan Zhuolie roared angrily, but before he fully let out his roar, his body suddenly trembled. With his eyes wide open, he lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the sharp knife coming out of his chest.
The sharp knife was still stained with sticky blood.
Huyan Zhuolie knew that it was the blood in his heart.
His heart was instantly pierced, but he was still alive. He took a step forward and escaped from the tip of the knife, and then turned around with a hole in his chest and back.
Blood was pouring from his body, and he felt that there was no way he could save himself, but he still wanted to see who killed him.
Turning around, he saw Zhao Tailai with a calm expression...holding a bloody sharp knife.
"It's you!"
Huyan Zhuolie opened his mouth to roar, to tell someone to kill Zhao Tailai immediately, but the voice came out hoarse and low, and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth as if he wanted no money. Even so, these two words used up all his strength.
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Zhao Tailai smiled and said, "It's me."
"how dare you!"
Huyan Zhuolie gasped violently, trying to muster up all the strength to catch Zhao Tailai, but his broken heart could not support his movements. No matter how strong his faith was, it could not withstand the laws of heaven that had lost all vitality.
The huge body shook, and Huyan Zhuolie fell to the ground on his back, causing clouds of snow and dust to rise.
Until his death, Huyan Zhuolie never understood where Zhao Tailai had the courage to betray the Liao army.
Seeing Hu Yan Zhuolie fall to the ground and die, Zhao Tailai raised his hand and wiped the blood from the sharp knife. He looked at Su Pingbei who was leading the charge and smiled.
Su Pingbei looked at Zhao Tailai's leaving figure and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He didn't expect that this mission would go so smoothly.
At present, the Liao army has been completely defeated, and after the death of Huyan Zhuolie, they are even more leaderless. The fate waiting for them is to be harvested by themselves.
And all of this was brought about by Zhao Tailai.
Zhao Tailai walked up to Su Pingbei and said softly: "Congratulations, general. This is a great achievement, you can get it at your fingertips."
Su Pingbei said in a deep voice: "Zhao Tailai, from today on, I really want to look at you with admiration."
"People change."
Zhao Tailai chuckled lightly and turned to look at the brutal occupation, which was completely a one-sided massacre by the Qin army, but his eyes were mostly focused on the mountains of baggage.
