Chapter 445: Dispatch

Xiao Lin would not listen to the advice at all.

Xiao Lin was the king and they were the ministers. Even if Xiao Lin really killed them in a rage, they could only accept their fate.

General Zuo was retreating to advance, and he also wanted to give Xiao Lin another chance.

If they could not conquer Dazhao this time together with Mobei, it would be even more impossible to wait for Dazhao to recover.

After half a lifetime of military service, General Zuo knew very well that this was the last battle he would fight in his lifetime. As a minister of Nanyan, he should be loyal to the country.

If they could capture Yicheng, get the military seal of 300,000 troops, annex Dazhao territory, and expand Nanyan's territory, it would be a great achievement that would go down in history, and they would have no regrets even if they died in battle. Military exploits

are the best medals and honors for a general.

General Zuo looked up at the dark sky, then lowered his head to scan the Nanyan military camp. Halfway through the battle, they had no way to retreat.

Neither he nor Xiao Lin would be willing to return home defeated, nor would they be ashamed to see anyone.

For Nanyan and for himself, he wanted to fight again with all his might.

The night wind swept down from Changling Mountain and blew towards Yicheng.

Everything was silent, and the night was deep. Jiang Shu and Yu Zheng were ready to rest after taking a bath.

"Wait." Yu Zheng took off his coat and was about to lie down, but Jiang Shu stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Yu Zheng was puzzled.

Jiang Shu brought a box of ointment and a piece of cotton cloth, stared at Yu Zheng's hand and said, "You haven't applied the medicine to your wound yet."

Yu Zheng wanted to say that it was just a minor injury and it would heal in two days. But seeing Jiang Shu's serious expression, he swallowed his words and let Jiang Shu apply medicine and bandage him.

After treating the wound on the back of his hand, Jiang Shu asked worriedly: "Are you really not injured anywhere else?"

Yu Zheng's dark eyes moved slightly, and he said with a bit of helplessness: "Didn't Shuer check it all when it was washed just now, or did you say that Shuer wanted to check it again?"

Yu Zheng said, raising his hand to take off his pajamas.

Jiang Shu held his hand, and explained with a slightly red face: "I want to ask if there are any invisible internal injuries."

Compared with external injuries, internal injuries are more important.

Seeing Jiang Shu's face full of worry, Yu Zheng held her hand and said, "If you are hurt, I will not hide it from you."

"I know you are worried about my safety, but you don't have to be too nervous. I know my limits."

Jiang Shu pursed her lips and said, "You must be careful. Ziyou is still waiting for us to return."

"Yeah." Yu Zheng responded and said slowly, "Today's battle is crucial. Nanyan's troops have been greatly reduced. Future battles will be much smoother and the danger will naturally be reduced. Don't worry."

With Yu Zheng's repeated comfort, Jiang Shu's tense heart finally relaxed. She nodded and said no more. She turned off the lights and went to bed to rest.

In the dark, Jiang Shu lay in Yu Zheng's arms, tightly wrapped around Yu Zheng's waist.

Yu Zheng was strangled to the point of being unable to breathe. He grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest, kissed her forehead and said, "Go to sleep."

After a busy day, Jiang Shu was indeed tired. Lying in Yu Zheng's strong arms, feeling his body temperature and heartbeat, Jiang Shu felt very at ease, and soon his breathing became even.

In the next two days, Jiang Shu ran around various cloth shops to follow up on the progress of sewing leg armor.

Yicheng won a great victory, and the people were overjoyed. They worked hard, working quickly and leaving early and returning late, working harder than if they were paid.

After three days of rushing to work, 10,000 leg armors were sewn, which was beyond Yu Zheng's expectation.

These 10,000 leg armors plus the poisonous smoke refined by Du Zhong and the army doctors were enough to deal with the remaining poisonous snakes in Nan Yan.

On the twenty-fourth day of the first lunar month, after two days of rest, Yu Zheng and Zhou Boxu led the army out of the city and headed straight for Changling Mountain.

General Zuo was changing his medicine when he received the urgent report from the scout. He immediately tensed up and asked in a deep voice: "How many soldiers did Dazhao send out?"

The scout said in panic: "A lot, more than every previous battle, estimated to be 80,000 or 90,000."

What!

Dazhao has sent out all its troops?

General Zuo stood up in shock, not caring that the medicine had not been finished yet, and ordered in a hurry: "Immediately organize the army to fight, and send someone to report to the prince."

Xiao Lin went to Shuncheng yesterday, and according to the plan, the army could be transferred back today.

But now it was 4:00 p.m., even if Xiao Lin led the army to set out early in the morning, at most he would have only traveled half the distance, and it would take at least an hour and a half to reach the Changling Mountain camp.

An hour and a half later, General Zuo was not sure if they could hold out that long.

Xiao Lin had dealt with important military affairs the day before yesterday, and he left for Shuncheng yesterday, which was already very tight.

He originally thought that Dazhao would attack again after a few days, but he did not expect it to be so soon.

For now, he could only delay as much as possible and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

General Zuo was thinking of countermeasures in his mind, and he was about to leave.

"General, the medicine has not been changed yet." The military doctor reminded him hurriedly.

General Zuo stopped and urged, "Hurry up."

He was seriously injured and had to be treated with medicine.

The military doctor also knew that the situation was urgent and serious, and he quickly applied medicine and bandaged General Zuo.

In Xiao Lin's absence, General Zuo is the backbone of Nanyan, and there can't be any mistakes.

The military doctor had just finished tying the cotton cloth, and before he could stop, General Zuo left in a hurry.

Dazhao was coming with great force, and General Zuo did not dare to take it lightly. He ordered the entire Nanyan army to fight, and not to let down a single snake or tiger.

Today's weather is a bit cloudy, the sun is nowhere to be seen, and the temperature is much lower than the previous few days.

When the weather gets cold, snakes fall into a sleepy state and need to be awakened by medicine.

When Nanyan was ready, the Dazhao army was only three miles away from the Nanyan military camp.

General Zuo did not dare to delay any longer and immediately led his troops out of the camp.

If they wait any longer, Dazhao will directly surround the Nanyan military camp.

"Woo-hum--" Dazhao blew the horn and declared war.

Although he knew that Dazhao had poisonous smoke that could restrain the poisonous snakes, in order to increase the troops and delay time, General Zuo had no choice but to release the poisonous snakes to help.

Of course, General Zuo also used a strategy to divide the poisonous snakes into several batches, releasing a small part first to trick Dazhao into using poisonous smoke, and then releasing the rest after the poisonous smoke dissipated, which could maximize the combat power of the poisonous snakes.

If it was two days ago, this strategy would have worked, but today, everything is different.

The first batch of poisonous snakes were dispatched, Dazhao ignited the poisonous smoke, and everything was the same as planned.

But soon, the people of Nanyan noticed something was wrong and hurried back.

"General, Dazhao is not afraid of our snakes today."

General Zuo's heart sank: "Why?"

He was sitting in the back commanding, not going to the front, and did not know the specific situation.

The general said: "The Dazhao army wore a layer of strange armor on their legs, not afraid of poisonous snakes."

"What kind of armor?" General Zuo asked.

The general carefully described it: "It seems to be... made of soles."

"Yes, it's the soles of shoes. I was wondering why it looks familiar." The general suddenly realized.

Soles of shoes?

Although General Zuo had seen many protective equipment made on the battlefield, he was still shocked.

"King Jing of Da Zhao is truly a man of unparalleled wisdom and courage." General Zuo seemed to praise and sigh, with a solemn expression.

This battle seemed to be more difficult than he expected.

However, the two armies have already faced each other, and no matter how difficult it is, they have to fight. I just hope that Xiao Lin can bring reinforcements as soon as possible after receiving the news.