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Chapter 808 Hope, Despair.(1/2)

The Yan army has reached its most declining moment and is about to return to Yan State. It has reached the opportunity to launch a general attack. This time, Wang Kang will destroy Murong Zhao's last troops.

The army set out immediately.

Not only did they need to eliminate all the Yan army, but Wang Kang also wanted to expedition to Yan State.

This means that we are leaving Zhao State again.

Come back and leave.

There are not many days before the New Year.

The New Year is New Year's Eve, the end of the year, and the day for family reunion!

Not only him, I believe that the soldiers will have other ideas too.

Thoughts flashed, Wang Kang came to the army,

He shouted: "There are a few more days that will be the New Year, and we will spend this year in Yan Kingdom."

"For so long, you have followed the battles in the south and north, going to Yue Kingdom, entering the grassland, and now you are going to Nanyan again."

"But there is no way, because you are soldiers and you are the best soldiers. I can't guarantee anything else, but there is one thing... that is, I will be with everyone!"

"See the General to the death!"

"See the General to the death!"

Everyone shouted in unison, deafening!

"good!"

Wang Kang raised his hand and shouted: "Go away!"

The army started to attack Nanyan, but before that, all Murong Zhao's remaining troops would be wiped out...

This is a rainbow of momentum.

But the Yan army, who was retreating on the other side, looked completely different.

From the war in the Dongshe Plain to the present, only they know how many hardships they have experienced along the way.

Wang Kang adopted the sheep-ridden strategy, constantly harassing and attacking, and was overwhelmed.

The Yan army had no time to rest at all, so they could only marches in a hurry...

Under this slow erosion, only more than 30,000 Yan troops were left.

Not only were they killed by Wang Kang, but many of them died of hunger and coldness, and many even escaped.

Those who can stay until now have already reached the limit...

In a leeward land under a hillside, an army was stationed here. Even so many people could give people a sense of bleakness.

They were pale and thin, and were depressed, like exiled refugees.

This is the retreating Yan army.

"cough!"

"cough!"

Murong Zhao had already wrapped two layers of fur coats tightly, but he still felt so cold that he was trembling.

Soon, Gong Xiu lifted the curtain and entered the carriage. He carefully held a bowl of steaming medicine and handed it to Murong Zhao.

"Your Highness the Prince, the medicine is ready, you can drink it while it's hot."

Murong Zhao took it, smelled the pungent smell, frowned slightly, and drank all the medicine in the bowl.

His complexion was also pale and his complexion was extremely different.

After experiencing a huge blow, my heart was heavy and the weather was cold again. Murong Zhao finally couldn't resist it and fell ill.

"cough!"

"cough!"

After a few more light coughs, Murong Zhao touched the corner of his mouth and asked, "How far is it from Shiwen Pass?"

Gong Xiu responded: "If nothing unexpected happens, one day you will be able to reach Shiwen Pass."

“How many more people?”

"Just counting, only the only one left..."

Gong Xiu hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

"How many?"

Gong Xiu said with difficulty: "Thirty-two,5774 people."

"That's all left!"

Murong Zhao murmured.

"cough!"

"cough!"

Immediately afterwards, he started coughing violently.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Gong Xiu was busy saying, "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. You must not overwork and be physically important!"

"Victory and defeat are common in military affairs, and this is true."

Murong Zhao said in a low voice: "But I cannot defeat me, Yan State cannot afford to be defeated. I have to build a large army of 400,000, but now there are only 30,000 left..."

"Thirty thousand!"

"cough!"

"cough!"

Murong Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "Why did a Wang Kang suddenly appear? If it weren't for him, I would have captured the entire Xishan Province now, so why did it be like this!"

"Wang Kang! Wang Kang!"

He murmured, and suddenly he thought of something and said, "Now we are about to arrive at Shiwen Pass. After passing Shiwen Pass, we are not far from Yan State. Wang Kang will definitely not let it go, and he will definitely continue to pursue it!"

"Go away!"

"Go away!"

"When you arrive at Shiwen Pass, someone will be able to help you, so you can be safe!"

"yes!"

Under Murong Zhao's order, the Yan army, who had just had a brief rest, set off again...

At this moment, Wang Kang was also chasing him again.

There is no snow here in Nanbin, so naturally the sled carts are not used. Apart from the logistics and food transportation, the cavalry will be the main one.

This ensures greater mobility.

"Well!"

The scout commander Hongwu came to Wang Kang to report: "The general has reported that the Yan army is about to arrive at Shiwen Pass, and there are still supporters at Shiwen Pass."

“Respond?”

Wang Kang asked: "How many people are there?"

"About six or seven thousand people."

"Six or seven thousand?"

Wang Kang sneered: "It seems that there is no one in Yan State. In such a crisis, this is the one who came to meet him."

“That’s natural.”

Hongwu said, "Yan State is just a small country. It can gather 400,000 troops. Although it is not all, it should be a waste of effort. How many more can it be?"

"This time it's going to hurt your muscles."

"Bad and bones?"

Wang Kang said coldly: "This time they are going to beat them so hard that they can't turn over. This is my purpose!"

"Murong Zhao must be in a hurry to march. He thought that when someone arrived at Shiwen Pass, he could rest assured. He was really a big mistake. I want to experience despair when he saw hope!"

"Send the order to speed up, and strive to wipe out all the Yan army before Shiwen Pass!"

"yes!"

The army marched.

Wang Kang was very mobile, and the Yan army was already exhausted. Wherever it could be, the speed of the two sides was getting closer.

Another day passed like this.
To be continued...
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