The large army, which had stagnated for a moment, slowly began to move again.
At this time, the crossbowmen following Shen Yong had already taken the crossbows on their backs in their hands, ready to fight at any time.
The crossbowmen were excited, staring at the front with eager eyes, their hearts filled with passion.
From Qianhuang City to here, they had been following King Qianhuang and winning without any effort, without even firing their crossbows.
Now I finally have a chance to take action...
......
"Is there anyone ahead?"
General Zhong held the reins, frowned, and squinted his cloudy old eyes as he looked at the official road ahead.
It took four or five days to get out of Menglan City, and his butt was sore from the bumpy ride.
The damn Fan guy didn't know how to respect his elders at all. He didn't even ask him to get on the carriage and rest along the way.
Oh, his old bones are about to fall apart. He really can't refuse to accept his old age.
He couldn't sleep in bed at night because his whole body was in pain.
Fan Jinchang was sleeping soundly, his snoring so loud that it could have blown the roof off.
General Zhong became angrier the more he thought about it, and he looked at Yanba's deputy general beside him with a gloomy face.
"Tsk, what's going on!?"
"I'm asking you if there's anyone in front of you. Are you deaf?"
General Zhong frowned and looked around.
Looking at this group of powerless soldiers, he was extremely angry.
I remember how powerful the soldiers were when he led the troops.
If any soldier dared to be as half-dead as these soldiers, he would have shot him to death long ago.
As expected, a man is like his soldiers. Fan Jinchang was half dead, and the soldiers he led were also half dead.
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