Drunk King and Minister

The night in Kuaiji was extremely calm, just like countless peaceful nights in the past.

Now it's spring, and the wintersweet outside the city is about to fade away. In this silent night, there is still a faint fragrance of wintersweet, but it is completely covered by the bloody smell in the air.

Standing on the threshold, Chen Qian looked up at the stars in the sky, the faint bloodshot eyes in her eyes were not so obvious in the night.

"General, rest for a while." The boy kneeling behind said tremblingly.

The general has been running around Wuxing and Kuaiji overnight, and has not closed his eyes for three days and three nights. Even hard-working people can't bear it, let alone the general who leads the army in person.

Chen Qian moved her right hand slightly, and suffered two stab wounds on that arm, and there was also a sword wound on his abdomen.Fortunately, these wounds are hidden under the clothes, at least they don't look very embarrassed.

"You do your own thing, and Ben will make his own arrangements."

The boy opened his mouth and wanted to say a few more words, but he finally stopped his mouth because of the strong smell of blood and murderous aura around Chen Qian.

He didn't close his eyes for three days and three nights, but he didn't feel a trace of fatigue, he just felt like a thorn in his brain, which made him very clear, but this kind of sobriety was like tea stains on tea, frivolous The surface floats erratically, sometimes sober and abnormal, and sometimes as unpredictable as if separated by a layer of fog.

Chen Qian took a long breath.

Suddenly an urgent report came.

"Report!!!!"

Chen Qian looked in the direction where the voice came from, but it was the guards on the tower of Kuaiji City.

His eyelids twitched, and he clenched the sword arrow at his waist, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.

"What's the matter, what does it look like in a panic!"

"General... General, the enemy has withdrawn!"

Chen Qian's heart skipped a beat. Withdrew the troops?

"Blow the bugle!" Chen Qian ordered in a cold voice, and flew towards the tower.

Why did Zhang Biao withdraw his troops?Could it be that Wu Xing is going to take advantage of the void to attack Wu Xing again?

The wind on the tower was whistling, and the military flag was rolled up in the wind, making a whistling sound.

Looking from here, one can see that Zhang Biao's army is slowly retreating, and the dark [-] army is moving very slowly like dark clouds from the sky.

Thousands of flags are waving in the night.

Chen Qian squinted her eyes for a while, and her eyes became darker and darker.

Zhang Biao did not completely withdraw his troops. It seemed that he would leave [-] besieged troops outside Kuaiji City!The other soldiers really wanted to attack Wu Xing back!

I hate myself for not being able to separate myself, there is nothing I can do except running around!

The high-pitched bugle sound resounded over Kuaiji.

Looking around, Chen Qian saw that the faces of the people who were awakened by the bugle during their rest were more or less tired.He frowned, this is not going to work.Having fewer troops than the enemy is already a disadvantage. If you are so spiritless, what's the point of fighting this battle!It was also his negligence. Although the soldiers had a small victory after running around like this, they would have been exhausted. If they had to retreat tonight and return to Wuxing, they would not have much energy to deal with the enemy.Zhang Biao's behavior this time, every attack is like a small fight, but the Kuaiji and Wu Xing are constantly fighting. Could it be a psychological tactic that drags him down?

I definitely can't be led by the nose like this again.

Chen Qian's eyes flickered, and she made up her mind.

"All officers and men listen to the order! The bandit army is attacked in the stomach! Most of the army has retreated for the time being, you can take a rest this time!"

Seeing that most of the fatigue on everyone's faces disappeared in an instant, Chen Qian felt a bitterness in her heart, and she was reduced to the point where she lied to the three armies in order to stabilize the morale of the army.

He quickly suppressed the bitterness.Since Zhang Biao had the idea of ​​dragging himself down for life, the [-] troops outside the city would not attack the city easily, and even if they attacked the city, they would mostly fight in small ways.But tonight, he still has to go back to Wu Xing overnight.Wu Xing has [-] defenders at this time, and he must not be leaderless!

It was night, Chen Qian rode a hundred light horses, quietly left Kuaiji City through the west gate behind Kuaiji City, and disappeared into the night.

Chen Qian never expected that this night of running around would become his biggest failure in the 15 years he fought on the battlefield!

According to historical records, on the night of March 22, the second year of Shaotai, Chen Qian, the prefect of Wuxing, led a hundred Qingqi back to Wuxing from Kuaiji, and fell into Zhang Biao's trap while passing through Zhoucheng.

The sound of killing, the flames, and the smell of blood filled the nose and ears.

"General, hurry up!" Another valet took an arrow for him and fell in front of his eyes.

"Go quickly..." A sharp arrow pierced his throat, and he was still struggling to utter a few words from his throat.

Chen Qian only had time to turn her head to glance at the valet who fell on the ground before continuing to fight and break through.

The silver gun in his right hand was covered with blood, its original color could no longer be seen, and the knife in his left hand had a blunt opening due to too many fights.

Chen Qian roared, and the silver gun opened a few iron knives like a swimming dragon, kicked the knife on the ground with the tip of her toe to replace the blunt knife in her left hand, and cut the throats of the three people attacking from the left with one knife.

"Breakout from the south side!" He yelled, fighting under the cover of guards, and temporarily rushed out of the encirclement of the street.

"General, quickly change the armor!"

Chen Qian didn't hesitate, and quickly took off the silver armor and red cloak.

The soldier put on Chen Qian's silver armor and rushed to the other side of the street together with a dozen or so others.

Soon the shouts of the enemy were heard.

"Chen thief is there, hurry up, catch Chen thief, reward a thousand taels of silver, and seal a thousand households!!"

Chen Qian clenched her fists hard.

"Hurry up, general!" The soldiers under his command, with their faces covered in blood, presented the enemy's armor from the dead body of the enemy to Chen Qian.

Chen Qian stared at the armor, humiliation flashed in her eyes.

So far!So far! !

"General!" The soldier knelt down on the ground with a "boom", with two lines of tears streaming down his face.

Chen Qian's hands trembled, and he paused for a second, and that second was as difficult as centuries.

If you don't wear it, you may soon fall into the enemy's hands and die in hell!

Wearing clothes is his biggest shame since he was a child!

"General!" The only 11 people around him knelt down on the ground with a few "booms".

Chen Qian glanced at the crowd kneeling on the ground, and closed her eyes.

The shouts of killing were so clear in his ears, it was the clearest shouts of killing he had heard in his lifetime.

He opened his eyes, stretched out his trembling hands, and finally put the armor on his body.

The armor that did not belong to him was like Mount Tai, pressing down on his back and causing pain.

Chen Qian took a deep look at the direction in which the soldier wearing his own armor was leaving: "What's his name?"