Wang Li, who was chasing Ji Yihu, calmed down immediately when he heard Li Teng's words. Although he was proud, he also knew that he was far from Wei Zhuang's opponent now.
So he shot Ji Yihu away with one shot, turned and ran back, killed a Korean cavalry general, reined in his horse, and began to retreat.
"Go! Withdraw the troops!"
Ji Yihu, who was behind, pulled a horse of his own next to him and chased after him while yelling, "You have no courage, Wang Li, where are you going?"
"Asshole, you are looking for death~"
When Li Teng saw that Wang Li was angry again, he immediately turned around and shot an arrow at Ji Yihu. The opponent was not prepared for the arrow, and it hit his left shoulder slightly to the right, almost killing him.
"Haha, good shot!"
Wang Li turned around and saw the scene of Ji Yihu's fall, and laughed and praised Li Teng.
At this moment, an arrow from behind shot straight into his heart. In Wang Li's pupils, the triangular arrow continued to enlarge.
"Bah~" The arrow ripped open the armor and penetrated into the flesh. Fortunately, he escaped in time and was not hit directly in the vital part.
"General, you go first."
Li Teng drew the scabbard of Wang Li's horse on the buttocks of Wang Li's horse. The horse neighed loudly and ran forward very fast.
In a moment, Wei Zhuang had arrived with his troops, and Wang Li also ran out of sight. Only Li Teng and some of his men, holding weapons in their hands, stood ready.
"It's you?"
Wei Zhuang obviously recognized this man he met in Xinzheng who was supposed to have died ten years ago. He asked soldiers to surround him without directly ordering his execution.
"Mr. Wei Zhuang, I said goodbye to Xinzheng. I didn't expect that the meeting would be like this."
Li Teng had received Wei Zhuang's life-saving grace, and knew that he was no match for his opponent's sword, so he wisely put down the long sword in his hand.
"All tied up."
Wei Zhuang was not interested in reminiscing with him, and after giving the order, he turned around and prepared to withdraw his troops.
"Sir, this guy..."
Ji Yihu covered his wound and stared at Li Teng with sinister eyes, making no secret that he wanted to kill someone to vent his hatred.
"Without Wang Li, killing this man would be useless."
Wei Zhuang's understatement obviously couldn't calm his anger. Ji Yihu said again: "Left and right are of no use, just kill them. Uh-"
"Hmm~"
The sharp sword force was locked on his body. Ji Yihu's face was pale, and his whole body was like thousands of steel needles stabbing him. He quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, "I will obey the general's order, I will obey the general's order..."
"Hmph~"
Wei Zhuang didn't waste any time, he just rode away.
Li Teng stood under the siege of Korean soldiers, wiped away his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Li Teng was captured, Wang Li ran away. Wei Zhuang did not stop and immediately went to the Wei army camp to find Lian Po to discuss a strategy to defeat Qin.
When Lian Po saw that he actually contacted him, he was shocked and asked, "What's important, general?"
"I thought of a strategy that might work."
When he heard that he had a plan to defeat the Qin Dynasty, Lian Po became energetic and asked excitedly: "What plan? But it doesn't hurt to say it."
"Imitating Sun Bin's plan to reduce cooking stoves, the general can slightly reduce cooking smoke in the military camp to create a scene where our army is short of food. If our Han army and Wei army join forces and maintain the amount of cooking smoke, Yang Duanhe will definitely become suspicious.
Today I captured a man. Although he was only a hundred-year-old commander of the Qin army, he had a special status. I revealed to him the reality of our army, and then let him go secretly to lure Yang Duan and his army to attack.
At that time, the soldiers will be encouraged to fight to the death, and the victory or defeat will be decided here."
It was rare for Wei Zhuang to speak for such a long period of time, with a stern and decisive look in his eyes.
Lian Po thought about this plan and was very excited, "Well, instead of sitting back and waiting for death, it is better to fight to the death. There are no saints in the Qin army. Our army is in such a miserable situation. If you don't believe it, he won't attack. The details, Wei Zhuang, you and me
Let’s discuss it again.”
"Can."
Mei Sanniang saw that the generals of the Korean and Wei armies were actively seeking battle. She saw hope in despair and was also inspired.
The plan here was decided, and Wei Zhuang quickly returned to the military camp.
"Ji Yihu, I'll leave Li Teng to you."
Huh? Did I hear that right?
"Sir, are you serious?"
Ji Yihu was immediately excited, hey hey hey~ Li Teng, if I don't give you a good look, take revenge for this arrow!
Wei Zhuang glared at the guy coldly and added, "This guy is still useful, just be careful."
"yes."
So Li Teng's life in the Korean camp was miserable for the next few days. Ji Yihu began to torture him in different ways. But after every torture, he took good care of him, vividly explaining the "cannot survive"
, I can’t seek death.”
On this day, Li Teng was still punished by Ji Yihu, but at this moment a soldier walked in. He could just see the soldier's hesitant expression.
"Huh?" Ji Yihu gave a long snort, then walked up to Li Teng and grabbed his hair. His scalp was clearly visible under the force of the tear.
"Want to secretly find out the truth about our army? You're dreaming! If you and Wei Zhuang weren't old acquaintances, I would have killed you long ago."
After saying that, he pushed down the head and called to the people around him, "Come on, keep beating me."
The soldiers on the left and right smiled ferociously and gave Li Teng another good beating until he was exhausted and fainted, and then they stopped.
Ji Yihu hummed a few words and asked the soldier just now, "What happened?"
The soldier replied loudly: "The army is running out of food and grass. Master Wei Zhuang asked the whole camp to move to the Wei army."
"Bah~ I said the food these past two days has been so meager that I feel like vomiting! Okay, if we move the camp, we will move the camp. Keep an eye on this old guy, I will take care of him later."
Ji Yihu walked out in a swaggering manner, giving a gesture to the left and right before leaving.
After he left, Li Teng, the guard on the left and right, lowered his guard and chatted one by one to relieve his boredom.
Li Teng secretly squinted his eyes and observed the reactions of several people. His mind was running at high speed, constantly thinking about the escape and the significance of the other party's move to the camp.
Under the pretentious and tight guard of a group of soldiers, Li Teng moved with the Korean army to the Wei army camp, and saw more of the "real" situation of the Korean and Wei armies.
Both men and horses are lacking, the armor is not repaired, and the war-weariness among the army is high. More importantly, the army is almost out of food, and they eat soup and water every day. In Li Teng's opinion, if it were not for Lian Po, Wei Zhuang's methods would be very good.
The army had already roared.
Sure enough, within a few days, the Han army had a conflict with the Wei army over food distribution issues, which caused quite a stir. Li Teng took this opportunity to escape from the camp and report to the Qin army.
…
Let's say that the king fled back to the military camp that day and regretted losing such a life-saver like Li Teng, so he apologized to his father Wang Ben.
Wang Ben didn't look at Wang Li who was kneeling below, and murmured thoughtfully: "Li Teng... this name sounds familiar, it doesn't sound like a nameless person~"
"Before the Lai'ai Rebellion, the Imperial Preceptor sent him to lurk in the Lishan Camp. My grandfather conquered the Lishan Army, and he contributed a lot. Due to his meritorious service, he entered the Lishan Camp and became a hundred commanders." Wang Li reminded his father.
"People from the National Preceptor..." Wang Ben sighed secretly, "Go and receive the punishment yourself, and remember it well."
"promise."
"Well, the final battle is coming, but Wei Zhuang is restless. What does he want to do..." He thought about the Han and Wei military camps and himself, Yang Duan and the camp, and the location of Pucheng on the sand table. "Who's coming?"
, I want to write a letter to General Duanhe."
A messenger came in from outside the tent, and Wang Ben quickly wrote a letter and handed it over.