Faced with the weapons in the hands of South Vietnam that transcended the limitations of time, Wang Yanzhou's army suffered heavy losses and was unable to fight back.
Seeing the battle situation in front of them, the Nanyue generals could not help but become arrogant: "Hahahaha, with these treasures, we are not afraid that King Qingliang will not admit defeat."
The South Vietnamese military advisor also took every possible opportunity to flatter the general, saying, "The general is wise!"
After waving his hand to signal a temporary ceasefire, the Nanyue general said, "For this, we have Daliang to thank. I never thought that Tianshu Tower could have such a treasure. No wonder Emperor Gan Zhao trusted and valued him. I'm afraid Emperor Gan Zhao never imagined that Xiahou Qing was a thorn in his side that Nanyue had secretly planted."
The military advisor and other generals also said that if Xiahou Qing had not suddenly appeared in Nanyue, took out the long-lost token and helped them expose Yan Chongmao's wolfish ambitions, they would not have thought that the Xiahou family, who had disappeared after sneaking into Daliang, was not a traitor or a mission failure, but had hidden in the heart of the Daliang royal family with the beliefs of several generations.
"The Xiahou clan has always been loyal to our Nanyue. For the sake of national justice, they even abandoned their relatives and waited for two generations on the territory of Daliang, which led to today's victory!"
After the artillery fire subsided for a while, it continued for a while. The South Vietnamese soldiers stopped when they saw that the temperature of the artillery was enough to cook.
Logically speaking, after the artillery fire stopped, they should have pursued the victory the next second. However, no one knew what was going on in the mind of the Nanyue general. He actually ordered the troops to rest on the spot instead of taking any other action against Wang Yanzhou's army.
As a military advisor, while offering advice, he also had to monitor the generals' every move to prevent them from making mistakes. The military advisor was puzzled by this action: "General, we should take advantage of the Qingliang Valley army being severely damaged and launch an attack. General, what is this?"
The general confidently stated, "Let them suffer a little first. If they realize the difficulty and surrender voluntarily, then Nanyue will not treat King Qingliang unfairly."
The military advisor thought for a moment, if it was really as he imagined, Wang Yanzhou might not have surrendered. If he could capture Qingliang Valley without bloodshed, promotion and advancement would be just around the corner. "General, you are wise!"
Wang Yanzhou and his men saw that the South Vietnamese had stopped their offensive and immediately issued an order: "Quickly count the casualties!"
"yes!"
Zhong Qin said, "The weapons they hold are powerful, even more powerful than the catapults we use to attack the city. It seems we need to find a way to avoid them first!"
Wang Yanzhou didn't have much time to think. All he could do at this moment was to try his best to preserve his fighting power: "Abandon the camp temporarily. Let the soldiers take all the weapons and dry food they can carry and quickly retreat to Zhiyoulin."
"yes!"
After the army retreated into the forest, the South Vietnamese artillery was useless, and Wang Yanzhou was now in a dilemma. Although the forest was safe, they couldn't stay there forever. Unless those cannons were destroyed, otherwise, for a long time, the people in the forest would be like caged beasts.
...Lin Xinzhai, as the driver and team leader, adjusted the time at any time while rushing on the road, and urged Tang Chen to exercise daily to ensure that she would not be unable to walk when she was pregnant.
The further south you go, the fewer and fewer places there are to rest along the road. Many of the tea stalls and post stations that once lined the official roads are now deserted.
After a few days of eating dry food on the road, the three of them finally saw a simple teahouse on the side of the road. Although the small teahouse was a bit old, the boiling hot tea and the steaming food on the stove suddenly lifted their spirits.
"Hey! There's a tea stall up ahead. Let's stop by and have a rest. Have something to eat before we continue."
Tang Chen in the car seemed to have smelled the steamed buns early on. She decided that she would eat eight of them in one go: "Okay!"
After Li Xinzhai parked the carriage, he didn't let Tang Chen get off. He just said, "I'll go over and see if there's anything to eat. Senior Brother, go scout the situation nearby. As for you, don't run around. We're all watching you nearby."
Tang Chen urged, "I know, I know. I'm not the kid who thinks about running away from home every day. I want to eat buns, even without meat!"
"hehe."
Tang Chen sat alone in the car, watching the people eating and drinking tea at the tea stall not far away. The rate of salivary amylase secretion became faster and faster. A few short minutes seemed like centuries to the starving Tang Chen.
Finally, unable to resist the temptation, she quietly slipped down from the carriage, ran to the tea stall, ordered some food and some boiled water, picked up her chopsticks, stretched her neck, and sat in her seat, waiting anxiously.
There were a few people with her, carrying bags and looking like they were going on a long journey, chatting nearby. It sounded like a lively scene. Sitting around was boring, so Tang Chen simply sat next to these people and listened to their conversation.
She didn't know what these people were talking about before, she only knew that the more she listened to their conversation, the more it felt wrong. These people looked like they knew each other, but when they met, it seemed as if they didn't know each other. Was she being too suspicious?
Xiao Zhao, who had been chatting and laughing with everyone, suddenly gestured mysteriously to the others sitting next to him to move closer. He then asked in a mysterious voice, "Have you heard? They say the South Vietnamese army has this bubble on their hands? It seems to be more powerful than our catapults!"
Old Qian slammed the table, instantly attracting the attention of the other guests, but he himself seemed unaware. Like Xiao Zhao, his expression was mysterious, but his voice was not "mysterious" at all as he spoke: "Isn't it true? I heard that King Qingliang's army was defeated and fled in a few seconds!"
Old Sun then angrily echoed, "I've heard about this too. I just returned from doing business in the south. Tell me, isn't the King of Qingliang rumored to be very powerful? How come he can't even deal with Nanyue?"
Xiao Zhao added in agreement, "That's right. I think it won't be long before the South Vietnamese attack us. We should hurry home and pack up our belongings and prepare to flee."
Old Qian was the same. He was just chatting, but he was either banging the table or kicking the stools. It was hard for others to ignore him. "If you ask me, it's all because of that Qingliang King's incompetence. He's got a great reputation, but how come he's useless? The South Vietnamese army beat him to death."
"From my perspective, Qingliang Valley is so close to the southern border. Perhaps the King of Qingliang is collaborating with Nanyue to put on a show for us..."
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