After a night of fighting, no progress was made.
Yang Yingguang was a little worried, and suddenly raised his head to look at the dense red clouds in the sky.
In the sky that was red from the fire, there were a few crystal white spots.
"Is it snowing?"
Liao Fu frowned and sighed, "Your Majesty, it's hard to accomplish anything great. Should we retreat?"
Hearing this, Yang Yingguang asked in confusion: "Why?"
Liao Fu looked up at the sky.
I saw fine white snow flying down. At first it was just snow grains, making slight sounds when it landed on the weapons and armor, then it turned into soft snowflakes, and then grew bigger and bigger. First it was as thin as light cotton wool, and gradually it became as big as goose feathers. In less than a cup of tea, it became the size of a palm, and was even getting bigger.
Huge snowflakes fell layer by layer, covering the entire sky, looking extremely strange under the firelight.
This is not a good sign.
Liao Fu sighed and said, "Pharmacist Li will be here soon. If we don't leave now, we will never have the chance to leave again."
Without waiting for Yang Yingguang to make a decision.
The sound of horse hooves came from outside the White Tiger Gate, and thousands of soldiers poured into the A'ge Square like a tide. Among them was a general in white, who was none other than Li Yaoshi.
He wore a hood to keep out the snow, and the four hooves of his mount were equipped with anti-slip iron teeth. The weapons used by the soldiers were also wrapped with thin hemp ropes to prevent the iron from sticking to their hands in the severe cold.
Those soldiers were all wearing the uniform ochre clothes and black armor of the Zhou army, but there was a clear difference between them and the Zhonglei Army and the Huben Army. In particular, their clothes, armor and boots were covered with dust, and they looked exhausted, as if they had walked a long way.
"Pharmacist Li has finally arrived."
Yang Yingguang's face darkened.
With our retreat cut off, we can only fight to the death.
Thinking of this, he felt relieved. He patted Liao Fu's shoulder, smiled slightly and said, "Wenqi (Liao Fu's courtesy name), don't worry about my true appearance."
"Just go ahead and do it. Don't waste your strategy."
"It is my true self that has misled you."
"Now, this is your last chance, just do it."
Liao Fu looked at Yang Yingguang and his eyes instantly became wet.
"My Lord..."
"I will do my best!"
If I had the opportunity, I could have wiped out the bandits outside Jingzhou City and defeated King Qin's rebellious army!
Pharmacist Li!
Come and fight!
A man should die on the battlefield!
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