The warhorse charged forward with extraordinary ferocity, and the wicked man, relying solely on the sharpness of his sword, cleaved the warhorse and the middle-aged man on its back in two.

The poor Zhao general died suddenly before he could even display his martial skills, leaving the Zhao soldiers rushing up behind him horrified.

"General...the general is dead just like that?"

Zhao Jun was thrown into chaos, but the two passes were narrow, and the Zhao army was coming on horseback. The pass was only wide enough for two people and two horses to walk side by side, so they were blocked for a time.

This wicked man got excited and rushed in with Qin Jian in his arms, without any worry about getting imprisoned.

"boom..."

"boom..."

Hearing the commotion below, Erniu and the others on the mountaintop also started to act, throwing countless stones and pieces of wood down.

Just to be on the safe side, Erniu and the others didn't rest for a moment last night, constantly searching for and stockpiling stones and wood, just so they could hold out longer when Zhao Jun arrived.

"Ah...an ambush, there's an ambush on the mountaintop too!!"

Zhao Jun, who was stuck behind, was knocked off his feet. The weight of the stone and wood, combined with the terrifying impact of falling from a height of thirty or forty meters, was simply beyond the protection of mortal flesh.

"Hahahaha!" Seeing the bloody and mangled scene below, Erniu shouted excitedly, "Brothers, give it your all, keep smashing!"

The hundred Qin soldiers behind him moved even faster, their faces beaming with excitement. As the saying goes, "High-level soldiers beat low-level soldiers, and idiots beat high-level soldiers," and they were completely captivated by this feeling.

You can earn military merits like crazy without having to fight tooth and nail – it couldn't be more awesome!

The Qin army below wasn't so lucky. The wicked man was blocking the way in the canyon and was killing Zhao soldiers like crazy. They could only watch helplessly and were anxious, but they didn't dare to rush in.

Firstly, they feared delaying the wicked man; secondly, the passage was too narrow, restricting the Zhao soldiers while also restricting themselves.

With a sob in his voice, Tie Niu shouted, "Five Hundred Lords, take a break and give the brothers a chance!!"

He was utterly desperate at that moment. The intention was clearly to let him gain military merit, but he himself was standing here, roaring and killing enemies. What kind of situation was that?

The wicked man was somewhat embarrassed, but having already firmly blocked Zhao Jun's army, he dared not give way at this moment, especially since he was not incapable of fighting.

On the other side of the canyon.

Seeing that his army was not advancing, Zhao's commander-in-chief, Hu Zhe, was about to ask a question when a soldier hurriedly rode up on horseback, "Reporting to the commander-in-chief, the vanguard of the army has encountered an ambush in the canyon..."

"An ambush?" Hu Zhe's eyes narrowed, and he pressed, "How many Qin soldiers are there?"

The soldier stammered, "There's only one person blocking the road, and there's an ambush on the mountaintop. I don't know how many there are."

"One person?" Hu Zhe's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He thought he had misheard and immediately roared, "What is Ye Qing doing? How could a mere person stop him?"

Seeing his commander's furious expression, the soldier stammered even more, "General Ye... is... dead."

Hu Zhe was stunned upon hearing this, his chest heaving violently. Too lazy to pay any more attention to the soldier in front of him, he roared, "Pass on the order, climb the mountain!"

"Zhao Si, you lead 20,000 troops to clear the way first."

"I'd like to see if every member of the Qin army is some kind of reincarnation of Chi You."

Hu Zhe didn't care at all about Ye Qing's death in battle. A dignified deputy general leading five thousand men to clear the way was actually stopped and killed by a mere Qin soldier. He truly deserved to die!

Upon receiving the order, Zhao Jun immediately began climbing the mountain.

Meanwhile, Erniu and the others on the mountain were completely unaware and continued to smash Zhao Jun's army in the valley with great enthusiasm.

At this moment, two Qin soldiers ran up the hill quickly and said urgently, "Erniu, a large number of Zhao troops are climbing the mountain, and they are moving very fast!"

Erniu's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately roared, "Quickly throw all the stones and wood down, let's retreat!"

To think that a mere hundred men could stop Zhao's army is nothing short of a pipe dream.

The group sped up and threw all the remaining stones and pieces of wood down into the valley, causing Zhao Jun at the bottom to cry out in pain.

"Withdraw! Immediately notify the Five Hundred Lords!"

The hundred Qin soldiers, having already planned their route beforehand, descended the mountain at an extremely fast pace, returning to the valley floor before the Zhao army could reach them and rejoin the other Qin soldiers.

"Five hundred lords, a large number of Zhao soldiers are climbing the mountain, retreat quickly!" Erniu saw that the evil man had stopped the Zhao army by himself, and while admiring him, he quickly shouted at the top of his lungs.

Erniu's loud roar startled the villainous man, who was immersed in the thrill of killing. He didn't know when it started, but he had been enjoying the thrill of bloody battles on the battlefield with cold weapons more and more.

The wicked man suddenly swung his long sword, the blade flashing like lightning, and killed several more Zhao soldiers who rushed towards him. Then he turned and ran away, his movements fluid and graceful.

"Retreat!" he roared, his voice filled with unwavering resolve. Zhao Jun had already begun climbing the mountain, and there was no point in continuing to block the two passes.

"shoot!!"

Tie Niu, a veteran who had been in the army for more than four years, immediately ordered the Qin soldiers who were prepared to fire arrows the moment he saw the wicked man turn and run away.

"Swish...swish...swish...."

Hundreds of arrows suddenly rained down, accurately covering the Zhao army in the canyon. Qin crossbows were renowned, and their power was amplified in this narrow canyon.

"ah!"

The screams of Zhao soldiers echoed throughout the canyon. Many soldiers were pierced by arrows, and some were even riddled with bullets on the spot. The scene was chaotic and disorderly.

"Walk!"

After a volley of arrows, the Qin soldiers decisively mounted their horses and retreated.

The Zhao army, caught in the chaos, was unable to pursue and could only watch helplessly as the Qin army squad of a few hundred men swaggered away.

"Damn Qin army..."

On the other side.

Zhao Si led 30,000 Zhao soldiers to the mountaintop, their weapons flashing. Everyone expected a fierce battle, but they didn't see a single person. It was like punching cotton.

"Damn it, where are the Qin soldiers?" Zhao Si's roar, filled with boundless rage, echoed across the mountaintop.

At this moment, the lieutenant standing behind him glanced back and forth, then whispered, "General, judging from the footprints on the ground, the Qin army should not be many in number."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Si suppressed his anger. He saw that the messy footprints on the ground continued to spread forward until they disappeared completely.

"They ran away?!"

"Only a hundred or so people?"

Although the footprints on the ground were messy, the area was not very large. Based on his experience, he estimated that there were at most a hundred or so people.

Zhao Si's lips curled into a chilling smile as he sneered in a low voice, "Ye Qing, Ye Qing, you always thought so highly of yourself, but you're just a good-for-nothing!"

He came to the edge of the canyon and peered down. He saw corpses lying all over the canyon floor, and many Zhao soldiers, terrified, were running around like headless flies, shouting and yelling.

"Like general, like subordinates." Zhao Si's disdain deepened, and he turned to order, "Pursue!"

He and Ye Qing had always been at odds. The tragic death of his mortal enemy and the performance of his subordinates gave him an opportunity. If he could capture this Qin army, wouldn't he be able to claim the greatest credit?