A few days after Han Xin received the news of the appearance of enemy troops, he received another report from scouts. The enemy troops appeared a hundred miles away from Longyou City, and the number was roughly estimated to be more than 500,000.
After hearing this number, Han Xin not only did not panic, but he breathed a sigh of relief.
Some time ago, according to the information obtained by Jin Yiwei from various countries in the Western Region, it was shown that the Byzantine Empire's incoming army numbered millions.
To be fair, with an army of 200,000 facing an army of one million, Han Xin felt quite stressed.
From the first contact, Han Xin could clearly feel that in terms of elite level and strength of soldiers, the Byzantine army was no worse than the Qin army, and its bravery was no less impressive.
If the opponent really comes with a million troops, even if they can rely on the city wall to defend, Han Xin estimated that the winning rate of both sides is about 30 to 70, with 3 for his side and 7 for the enemy.
Now that the other side only had an army of 500,000 troops, Han Xin felt that the winning rate between them was about to drop to seven for his side and three for the enemy.
If Lin Ze's plan can come true, Han Xin will almost have the confidence to win.
Due to the approaching enemy troops in the past two days, Lin Ze did not stay in a secluded house to practice martial arts, but stayed in the governor's mansion in order to obtain first-hand information.
Upon hearing the news that the scouts had come to report, Lin Ze immediately stood up and said to Han Xin: "Longyou City will be handed over to you."
After thinking about it, Lin Ze felt that it was inappropriate to say this, so he added: "If something cannot be done, you should decisively adopt an alternative plan. You must not hesitate."
When Han Xin heard the alternative plan, his expression was a little complicated, but he finally nodded: "I will obey the order."
After receiving the answer, Lin Ze touched the "Book of Songs" in his arms, raised the Tianwen Sword, rose into the sky, and disappeared.
An hour later, Han Xin climbed up the city wall, looked at the black crowd of Byzantine soldiers, and then glanced at the Qin army next to him with a determined look on his face. A surge of pride suddenly emerged in his heart, and he said loudly:
"Brothers, the time has come to reap the rewards of war, are you ready?"
Han Xin's passion and confidence soon infected all the Qin troops on the city wall, and everyone suddenly became excited and excited.
If your leader is so confident, the other party will never be much stronger.
When it comes to buying patience, Han Xin may be worse than Lin Ze, but when it comes to methods of boosting morale, Han Xin can proudly say: "I am a military strategist who cannot be convinced by anyone."
After Lin Ze left the city, he did not go far away. Instead, he hid in the clouds and observed the enemy's movements. Of course, he mainly observed the movements of the enemy's powerful masters.
Soon, two people with special temperaments caught Lin Ze's eyelids.
One is a middle-aged vicissitudes of life man suspended at the forefront of the Byzantine army.
One is an old man with a white beard sitting in the carriage at the end of the army.
Two master-level experts, it seems that the news about King Loulan is quite reliable.
What surprised Lin Ze was that the two enemy masters were one behind the other and not close to each other. This simply created opportunities for Lin Ze.
So Lin Ze did not hesitate to condense a sword energy, aimed at the Jace Sword Master standing in front, and fell down.
This sword energy only used a little bit of Lin Ze's master's power. Overall, its power was only a little stronger than the normal sixth-grade peak.
When the sword energy was still five hundred meters away from Jace's head, he keenly sensed the danger.
I saw Jace pull out the heavy sword more than two meters long behind his back, and cut the sword energy that was coming quickly into two halves.
Feeling the power of the sword energy, a look of contempt appeared on Jace's face. With such a weak strength, is he worthy of being called a saint-level powerhouse?
"He's in the sky. Look after the army and I'll catch him," Jess reminded Modolf from a distance, got up and flew towards the sky.
"The fish is hooked," Lin Ze stood high in the air, looking at Jace who was approaching quickly, and smiled.
Then Lin Ze took the second step and fled towards the east.
When Jace saw this, he was stunned for a moment, and the look of contempt on his face became even stronger. He fled without a fight. I really don't know how the other party advanced to the holy level?
Could there be an ambush? This thought came to Jace's mind.
Then this idea was dismissed by Jace. The opponent's escape speed was really not slow. He ran a long distance very quickly. If he didn't catch up, he probably wouldn't be able to catch up with the opponent.
If it's a bait, shouldn't the other party run away more slowly?
If Lin Ze knew what Jace was thinking, he would probably laugh out loud. In Jace's eyes, the speed was only one-third of his speed.
Jess only hesitated for a moment and then chased after him.
Because if he didn't chase him, he would really not be able to catch up with Lin Ze. After finally meeting a weak and strong man of the same level, he was guaranteed to fight with him. How could he let him go so easily?
The important thing is that the direction Lin Ze fled was cloudless, and there was no place to ambush anyone.
As for whether he can take down Lin Ze, who is also a sword master, Jace doesn't think that others will be stronger than him. To say the least, even if someone is stronger than him, they can't keep him.
In this way, the two of them fled for dozens of miles, one behind the other.
Suddenly, Lin Ze stopped and turned around, facing Jace behind him, and said in Byzantine: "Why are you chasing me?"
Jace was slightly startled when the other party actually spoke Byzantine.
While Jace was dazed for a moment, the Tianwen Sword turned into a bolt of lightning and fell towards him. In this move, Lin Ze used 30% of his strength.
Jace raised his heavy sword and knocked the Tianwen Sword away, and replied in Byzantine: "I heard that your strength is extraordinary, so I came here to ask for your martial arts advice."
"Oh, are there rumors about me in the Byzantine Empire?" Lin Ze was making a fool of himself, took the Tianwen Sword, and struck Jace again, this time using 50% of his strength.
This time, the expression on Jace's face was not as relaxed as before. He held the heavy sword in both hands and shouted: "The first style of the sword skill Gale Wind Slash, Gust Wind."
I saw the heavy sword in Jace's hand, like a light object, swung rapidly, forming a strong wind, and swept away the Tianwen Sword.
Jace's face looked a little solemn: "There are no rumors, but I have seen your strength. It is really extraordinary."
"Oh, really?" Lin Ze didn't take it seriously and used his third sword. This sword used 60% of his strength.
Jace's face was extremely solemn, and the holy fighting spirit in his body boiled. A blazing white light flashed on the heavy sword, and he shouted loudly: "The ultimate secret of Swift Wind Slash."
Immediately, the man and sword merged into one and turned into a hurricane, sweeping towards Lin Ze.
"It's interesting," Lin Ze chuckled, activated the magical power of Fa Tian Xiang and Earth, and condensed all the power of the master into one force, slashing towards the hurricane.
When a lion fights a rabbit, he also uses all his strength.
Lin Ze's previous moves were to test the opponent's strength. At this moment, the opponent had already used their special moves. If he kept hiding them, he would look a bit stupid.
With the blessing of the magical power of Fa Tian Xiang and Earth, Lin Ze's attack appeared extremely violent. The air exploded wherever the sword pointed, as if it had turned into a vacuum.
The hurricane that Jace transformed into had just approached the range, but before it hit it, it shrank in size.
Then the hurricane seemed to be hit by a hammer, and it suddenly shattered into pieces, revealing Jace's figure.
And under the impact, Jace flew out like a cannonball.
At this moment, Jace felt only disbelief and regret in his heart. They were both sword masters, how could the other one be so strong?
How could such a powerful swordsman and Marl, that ignorant nobleman, escape from his hands?
The other party was obviously trying to lure me here, so why was I so stupid and fell for it?
Jace, who was covered in scars, took control of his body and ran away in the direction of Modolf without hesitation.
He had a hunch that he would have a chance to survive only if he ran to his companions.
But how could Lin Ze let him go so easily?
Although Lin Ze didn't understand it either, he just used the simplest first strategy, and the other party fell for it.
But it doesn't hinder your determination to kill the opponent.
Xiaoyaoyou activated, Lin Ze blocked Jace's escape direction, and struck a sword with his backhand.
Jace's eyes flashed fiercely when he saw this, and he rose up to resist. Unfortunately, he was not strong enough, so he could only resist for a while, then turned around and ran away again.
The more he fled, the more desperate he became. Until his death, Jace didn't even understand why the other sword master was so much stronger than him.