Zhao Qing's death did not make the other soldiers afraid, but instead strengthened his determination to fight to the death.

However, his strength is not as strong as the Crime Camp, and his morale is not superior. The only advantage of the large number of people cannot be used here. Therefore, after persisting for an hour, this desperate army was finally killed and dispersed again.

In the canyon, dead bodies were everywhere. The blood flowing from these corpses spreads to the distance along the stone road on the ground. It looks like a red stream. Blood flows into a river. At this time, it has become a true adjective.

There were more than 10,000 people, and at this time there were only more than 3,000 left. These surviving soldiers would rather go back and be burned to death by the fire than face these executioners in the crime camp again.

The 1000 soldiers of the Crime Camp who participated in the war, including Chen Jiu, were soaked in blood. The originally silver-white armor was covered with dark red blood stains, and looked like hell.

These soldiers from the crime camp have long been accustomed to this situation. They hold long swords with some curled blades in their hands and patrol the battlefield with a calm expression. When they encounter some soldiers who are not dead or pretend to be dead, they will mercilessly make up for another knife and send the soldiers away.

"Retreat."

Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, even they felt like they were baked. Chen Jiu summoned the soldiers of the Sin Camp back, then glanced at the corpses on the ground, and said in a tantrum: "Let me find some dry firewood and burn these corpses."

Among these lying corpses, there must be soldiers who have not died yet, but it doesn’t matter. If you continue to fire, there will be no living on this battlefield.

After all, corpses are also fuel, and once they start to fire, no one of these people will be spared.

As the Crime Camp spread the battlefield with dry firewood, many soldiers pretending to be dead realized Chen Jiu's purpose and got up in panic. However, before they could run two steps, the Crime Camp's crossbow arrows shot them to the ground.

As the fire ignited, this Shura battlefield, which looked like hell, was gradually swallowed up by the flames.

Because Xu Boyuan and his friends threw too much wood, the fire burned for a day and a night before finally extinguishing. The stones on both sides of the cliff were roasted white by the fire. When the wind blew, the stones turned into delicate white powder and fell into the valley.

Tens of thousands of troops were all destroyed in this valley in just three days.

In the following years, this lifeless open space in the valley actually grew lush peach trees strangely. Every spring, peach blossoms bloomed everywhere in the mountains.

And this originally nameless valley has officially become its name since this time, that is, the Valley of Dead.

...

After Jieyang and Yecheng won a great victory, Yuzhijun and Xu Boyuan did not stop at all. After dealing with the matter, they all marched like Guangling City.

It was at this time that Situ Yao received news of the two armies' defeat.

"All were defeated? The army heading to Jieyang was wiped out, and no one survived?"

Situ Yao held the secret letter in his hand. If he had not had absolute trust in his intelligence, he really doubted whether his subordinates were making up.

Jieyang and Yecheng each have an army of 150,000. Although the quality of the army is average, it is 150,000 after all. How could it be defeated so easily and so miserably?

It is understandable that the 150,000 Yuzhi Army had 50,000 people from the other side of Yecheng. After all, he had seen the strength of the Shenwei Army with his own eyes. If Yuzhi Army had this strength, it would not be surprising that Yecheng was defeated.

But what happened in Jieyang? The enemy army was less than 10,000 people, but they had 150,000 people!!!

As a result, not only was the defeat, but the entire army was wiped out, and none of the 150,000 people were spared.

Are they pigs? Even if they are 150,000 pigs, they can’t kill them in half a month!!!

Situ Yao looked at the information in his hand and suddenly felt a little discouraged. He knew what kind of opponent he was facing, but he never expected that his teammates were even more cruel than his opponent.

The two armies that he had high hopes gave him a fatal blow.

Now, the enemy's additional troops arrived immediately, and the old fox, the King of Bei'an, was also stopping in Dingzhou without moving, as if he was going around, and he was the only one who was beaten.

"You are not going to do anything."

Thinking of King Bei'an, Situ Yao threw the information of the ghost in his hand to the ground. The anger that had been suppressed for so long in his heart finally erupted.

On the side of King Bei'an, he almost urged him three letters a day, but he regarded it as an alarmist statement. He always used the interface of preparing for war to make excuses himself and stopped in Dingzhou without moving.

Who knows that after he is defeated, he will be the next turn!

"I thought he was a hero, but I didn't expect that he was also a short-sighted man. He just wanted to wait to reap the benefits of the fisherman, but have you ever thought that you have the strength of the fisherman?"

"I only have a hundred thousand border troops in my hand, and I still want to take over the world, I'm gonna have a chance!"

Situ Yao was completely in anger, and the losses of the two armies completely cut off his hope of winning.

Now he only has more than 300,000 troops left. Although the soldiers in Guangling City have also "lost" a lot, the losses on both sides seem to be equal, but the 10,000 Yulin troops stationed behind them have not moved yet.

If the Red Flame Dragon Cavalry in the city was included, even if they didn't ride the Red Blood Dragon Cavalry, the combined force would have no hope of winning this battle.

"The good situation has actually fallen to this point..."

Situ Yao remembered the high spirits he was when he led the 800,000 army out of Jiangnan. Thinking about now, the two disciples died here, and only half of the 500,000 army remained. He had never fought such a miserable battle in his life.

"Mo Zizai...Mo Zizai..."

Situ Yao was venting his fatigue and sat on the ground, constantly chanting Mo Zizai's name. He could not understand how Mo Zizai cultivated such a strong army in a short period of time, and there were so many.

This is no longer something that treasures can explain. Don’t mention digging the imperial tomb, even if Mo Zizhai dug out all the imperial tombs of the previous dynasty and the previous dynasty, he would definitely not be able to cultivate so many powerful troops.

"This person...this person..."

Situ Yao thought for a long time but couldn't come up with an adjective suitable for Mo Zizai. Finally, he could only sigh and said, "If I had known today, I would have killed this little boy at that time!"

At that time, after Mo Congyi's death, Situ Yao also thought of sending his secret son to assassinate Mo Zizai, but thought that Mo Yuanji, the King of Bei'an who was still in the northern border, was afraid that killing Mo Zizai would make Mo Yuanji cheaper, so he hesitated for a long time and decided to keep Mo Zizai's life.

After all, with this second generation ancestor here, it might be possible that the Great Zhou would be defeated faster.

Later, Mo Zizai came out of the imperial tomb and his actions in the court proved that his decision was right. Mo Zizai did turn the court into a trough and directly forced the rebellion of these families in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But what he never expected was that after the aristocratic family rebelled, Mo Zizai actually had so many powerful troops like magic tricks. Five hundred thousand vs. One hundred thousand, it was a bit like being suppressed and beaten.

What's even more outrageous is that besides the soldiers, he has many powerful generals in his hands. Just like that Yang Yanzhang, he can actually kill his most proud disciple. It was at that moment that Situ Yao completely understood that things were beyond his control.

Now, once the two armies are defeated, things will not only be beyond his control, but even his own life is in danger.

"It's time to leave."

Thinking of this, Situ Yao's decadence was wiped out. He stood up with a little resolute look, and then said, "If this continues, the army will be defeated. If it does not withdraw, everyone will die here."

"Come!"

Situ Yao shouted and called his personal guards, "Go and recruit all the heads of the family, and say that I have important matters to discuss and let them come quickly."

"Here!"

The guard looked sideways at the mess in the camp, and didn't dare to say anything. After responding, he hurriedly went to ask someone.

When the heads of the family arrived, the tent had been cleaned up, but the careful old fox still saw a hint of clue from the decorations in the tent, but they just looked at each other and didn't say anything.

Seeing that everyone was coming, Situ Yao did not hide it and directly expressed his opinion straight to the point, "Everyone, it's time for us to withdraw our troops."

"Why?"

The head of the Wan family reacted the most. Hearing the word "withdrawal", he stood up excitedly and asked: "When we came here, we did nothing except ruining the 200,000 army."

"Retract the troops now, what are we going to be? Are we here to send heads to the court?"

"I will never agree to this matter. At this time, I am afraid that my entire southern family will become a laughing stock for the people of the world."

The opinions of the head of Wan family were recognized by several people, but a few scheming heads glanced at some unpacked places in the camp, showing a thoughtful look.

After a while, Xu Ran saw that the others had no intention of speaking, so he took the initiative to ask: "Leader, but what other troops from Jieyang and Yecheng were except for the problems?"

The reason why their main army was able to wait patiently here for so long, and even accompanied Mo Zizai to train troops was mainly because they wanted to wait for the other two armies to bring them good news.

At this time, it was obvious that Situ Yao had lost his temper and found that there was something wrong with the other two armies.

"Um."

Situ Yao had no intention of covering up, so he nodded directly and said, "The 150,000 troops in Yecheng were defeated, and all 60,000 remaining soldiers surrendered to the court."

"As for Jieyang..."

He paused at this point, and then said in a quiet tone: "The 150,000 troops were wiped out. According to the news sent by the spies, no one... survived."

"completely annihilated?"

This news instantly caused the tent to explode. Even the heads of the family who had expected the accident of the two armies could not help but stand up at this time, "The court clearly had no reinforcements, so how could they be defeated so miserably?"

The heads of these aristocratic families expressed their difficulty in accepting this matter, especially in Jieyang City, where 150,000 people were wiped out. What did they encounter? How could none of them survive?

Did they tie their hands and let the court kill them casually? But even so, 150,000 people could not kill them in half a month!

"It is said that he was attacked at night, then rushed into a desperate situation and burned to death."

Situ Yao shook his head. Since the army was wiped out, the spies could only find out some probabilities through some clues, and the specific process was not very clear.

But at this point, the result is no longer important. Situ Yao looked at everyone and said, "Now, it's useless to say those things, so I'd better think about how we can get out."

"Now, Mo Zizai has stationed ten thousand Yulin troops behind us, in order to cut off our retreat. We can still return to the south to revive our strength. I think that if the rebellion of King Bei'an, Mo Zizai will not keep chasing Ruomen."

"But if we continue to fight, we will not be able to leave even if we suffer heavy losses."

As soon as Situ Yao said this, the camp immediately fell into silence. Even the head of Wan family, who had the most determined attitude at the beginning, became silent at this moment.

Because Situ Yao said it very clearly, they don’t know how much the losses in Guangling City are, but if they continue to fight, they can keep them with the ten thousand Yulin Army behind them.

So, is it necessary to save face or die? This question is directly placed in front of all the heads of the family.

The choices of the heads of the family were very simple. While the rest were still thinking, the head of the Wan family spoke directly, "How should we withdraw?"

“…”

Everyone looked at the head of the Wan family speechlessly. He just shouted the loudest, but now he is the fastest to be cowardly.

The head of the Wan family ignored everyone's contemptuous eyes. He was really sad when his son died. He even tried to fight all his soldiers to avenge his son.

But if he is involved, it will not work. After all, his son can still be reborn if he dies. If he dies, then the huge family will fall into the hands of others. So no matter what, he will never die here.

"Get away at night..."

Situ Yao originally wanted to let the army withdraw quietly while the night was falling, but halfway through, he couldn't help but pause. He had already received the news. Mo Zi's message could not be slower than him.

So he must have been on guard against his withdrawal. In this case, there is no difference between daytime and nighttime retreating. On the contrary, he is inconvenient to command when marching at night, and he is easily caught off guard by Mo Zizai.

Therefore, after a moment of silence, Situ Yao changed his words and said, "Mo Zizai is definitely guarding against our withdrawal of troops, so it's better to withdraw our troops tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Situ Yao looked at the heads of the family and said solemnly: "Mo Zizai will definitely not let us leave easily, so there will be a hard battle tomorrow."

"For our own lives, I hope that if you have any help, you will not hide it anymore."

"Here!"

The heads of the family responded, and on the surface they agreed very simply, but only they knew what they thought in their hearts.
Chapter completed!