Chapter 11 The net is closed

Zhao Ci was ready to lead the troops back to Wancheng, and He Le's defeated generals were scattered far away.

He Le looked extremely embarrassed. His sweaty face was blue and purple, and the armor on his body was also crooked. He didn't know where the helmet flew, and the brocade boots were all muddy. He held the double-edged sword tightly in his hand and looked back from time to time as he ran, with a little panicked. And the soldiers in the back were like ants breaking the hole, which was chaotic and scrambled like a tide. They were afraid that they would be swallowed up by Wancheng if they took a step slower.

When Zhao Ci saw this scene, his face turned blue. He hurriedly raised his sword, waved his whip and scolded angrily, "He Le, how do you do things? I just left for half a day, so you lost Wancheng?

He Le's ashamed face was covered with a trace of gloomy and said, "The general is not worthy of the general's kindness. Without most of the general's military strength, I really can't do it."

"Well, useless guy, hurry up and collect the generals, kill back to Wancheng with me, and then settle accounts with you in detail." Zhao Ci hummed and didn't look at He Le on the side.

"General, General." He Le hurried to catch up.

"What else?" Zhao Ci said with an impatient look on his face.

"General, can you excuse me to speak?" He Le said cautiously.

Zhao Ci did not doubt that he was there, waved the whip to signal the part to retreat, and then said impatiently, "What's the matter? Say it."

"Can the general find the fairy treasure?" He Le wiped the dusty sweat on his face. He didn't feel that his face was like a cat. His gently shaking hands kept rubbing on the armor, obviously to hide the tension in his heart.

"Haha, that's natural. I am a man of destiny. When I kill the queens of ants in Wancheng, bathe and change clothes, I can start to learn the supreme fairy art." When it came to this matter, Zhao Ci swept away his displeasure and said with eyebrows.

"Congratulations, General." He Le hurriedly congratulated Xi, with a slightly drooping forehead, and a pair of sharp light flashed by.

"Haha, General He, don't worry, I, Zhao Cifei, will be prosperous for a day, and naturally you will be promoted and make a fortune."

"Thank you, General."

"Let's kill back."

"Good."

"General, be careful..." Suddenly, the soldiers behind him screamed one after another.

"Ban" followed by the sound of something falling to the ground.

"Ah..." A sad scream came out. Zhao Ci rolled on the ground a few times, and the bright red and hot blood spread all over the ground. A foot-long wound appeared on his back, leaning from his shoulder to his back.

"He Leru dares."

"The traitor, stop it."

In Zhao Ci's part, Zhao Ci's face was full of ferociousness, clenched the double-edged sword with both hands, and inserted it down fiercely.

Another earth-shaking scream, Zhao Ci's eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and his face was full of pain, with a little disbelief and a little doubt, and his originally divine little eyes suddenly dimmed.

"He Le, I am confident in treating people, but why did you do this?" Zhao Ci's bloody hands grasped the blade tightly and said angrily. Before he knew the answer he wanted, he cut his head and died.

"Zhao Ci is dead. In the future, I will be your leader. Those who follow will live, and the opposite will die. He Le pulled out a double-edged sword, brought up a column of blood, and then quickly found a tube of tape from Zhao Ci's body, laughed a few times, and then shouted harshly.

Zhao Cibuqu rushed up, look at me, I look at you, just hesitated for a moment, and then roared at Qu Chang: "Vourage for General Zhao."

"Kill it."

"Let's go."

It's just a moment. Zhao Cihe, who was still a good friend of the Allies yesterday, fought for his life at this moment.

He Le was angry and angry. He cut over a soldier who rushed up with a double-edged sword and shouted, "Zhao Ping, you are tired of living."

The man named Zhao Ping was obviously Zhao Ci's confidant. His eyes sprayed fire and said, "He Le, General Zhao treats you well, but why did you do such a retrograde thing?"

"Don't talk nonsense. You know how Zhao Ci is against me. Since you are so confused, don't blame me for killing me."

He Le waved his hand: "Surrender and don't kill, and there is no mercy for resisting."

"Kill it." The deafening sound of killing enveloped the whole battlefield, and the two sides handed over, and people turned over in an instant. Originally, Zhao Ci's number of soldiers and horses had an advantage, and the song went through a hundred battles, but due to Zhao Ci's death, the dragons had no leader, and many soldiers rebelled. In contrast, although the number of He Le is at a disadvantage, his morale is better. The two sides were incomprehensible and anxious for a while.

In fact, all of this was designed on the way to He Lelai. It's true that the Shijia family sent out elite soldiers. But Hele has nearly 10,000 people in his hands. How can he collapse so quickly at once? He was afraid that Zhao Ci would not admit it when he went back, and took this opportunity to catch up.

Thousands of steps away from the battlefield, in the hidden grass and woods of the half-mountain peak on the side of Funiu Mountain, Liao Hua, dressed in a uniform, looked shocked and admired and could not retreat for a long time.

And He Chen's face was clenched with wisdom beads, with an indifferent look.

There are hundreds of armored and untidy-dressed soldiers lying behind them. Although these soldiers are poorly equipped and poorly equipped, they are all energetic without exception, and their faces are murderous and intimidating. Don't be surprised, these soldiers were the defeated soldiers who were collected by He Chen. Why did their mental state take on a new look in a few days? That's thanks to the military strategy to "inspire morale".

Although "Inspiring morale" is a primary skill, according to the setting in Heroes of the Three Kingdoms 2, only 15 points of morale is added at a time (the full morale value is 100), and although He Chen's strategic value is not very intuitive, according to his perception, it can only be used once a day at present. But even once a day, it can't be used every day. The morale of these defeated and remnant generals has changed three times. Up to now, their morale is high and energetic.

"Brother Chen, you really expected things like a god. I really admire the five bodies. Liao Hua, who came back to his senses, could no longer control his stirring emotions. With admiring eyes, he looked at He Chen with some admiration.

"Hehe, Chunzi, don't look at me like this. Your whole body gives you goose bumps. When I came up with such an idea, I was just smart at that time. It's not as magical as you think. He Chen shook his hand with a careless face.

"Brother Chen, you don't have to be modest. It is very amazing to come up with this method. What's more admirable is that such a huge plan, all aspects are linked one by one, and there can be no mistakes in the middle. If you are a little careless, you will try your best to burn it up, and your previous achievements will be abandoned."

"This plan can be implemented perfectly. Chunzi, you have taken up most of the credit. Without your back and forth, running up and down, how can you reach the destination so smoothly? He Chen said with a smile.

Liao Hua hurriedly pushed, but his radiant and energetic expression betrayed his true thoughts,

Even He Chen himself can't believe that this plan can be successful, and he is still a little nervous.

When He Chen asked Liao Hua to pick out dozens of seemingly clever soldiers and sneak into Wancheng to spread all kinds of rumors, first shaking the morale of the rebels, and then using the theory of immortals and treasures to divide Zhao Ci and He Le. Later, Liao Hua bribed He Le with a lot of money, and separated the relationship between the two. Finally, He Chen personally contacted the major families in Wancheng to make an appointment. During this period, there were also small twists and turns. The He and Zhu families were fine. Although they were skeptical, they still readily agreed on the surface. However, the Deng family, the Wen family and others were a little procrastinated. If it hadn't been for He Chen's mutual ventilation before Zhao Ci attacked at the beginning, which would have avoided the huge loss of the family and would have been bombarded as a liar. Finally, it was temporarily settled in the plan of He Chen's vow and Dazu's plan to take it step by step. He Chen was also relieved. As long as they promised to be prepared, the development process of the following things will let them seize the rare opportunity and send troops with the He and Zhu families.

Sure enough, Zhao Ci was moved by the rumors the next day and successfully transferred out of the city. In order to search for treasure and protect his own safety at the same time, he took away most of the soldiers in Wancheng and finally left a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the major families.

It must be noted that the books and notes dug by Zhao Ci in the mid-mountain stone tablet were also prepared from the beginning. In fact, it was as blank as before, and there was nothing. Whether Zhao Ci opened it or not, this does not affect the development of the successor plan.

So far, everything has been carried out in an orderly manner according to He Chen's vision. Now, it's finally time for the hunter to collect the net.

The sound of two groups of people and horses tearing and killing each other at the foot of the mountain gradually weakened, and there were countless corpses lying on the ground, all over the mountain. He Le completely gained the upper hand. After killing some of the other party's stubborn confidants, more and more of the remaining soldiers gave up their weapons and surrendered.

"Chunzi, I'm ready. The heat is almost over. If you let it go, He Le will be sent to the same place. He Chen's face was solemn, and he gave a decisive order.

"But those family soldiers haven't yet." Liao Hua was a little worried.

"I can't wait." He Chen said.

"I understand." Liao Hua answered excitedly.

"Bang the drum." Liao Hua suddenly stood up, raised the first knife, and shouted harshly.

"D Dong, Dong, Dong" The shocking sound of war drums sounded from the dense forest. It is extremely rhythmic and faintly with the hot-blooded breath of the golden horse and iron horse, slowly spreading in the space. At first, it was just in the forest, and then it slowly sounded in all directions. It seems that the whole battlefield is surrounded.

"Kill." With a loud shout, Liao Hua took the lead in rushing out of the grass. In the sound of drums, countless banners soared into the air, crazy shouts, neat footsteps, and the metal sound of weapons in all directions at the same time, as if countless soldiers were charging in unison.

At the same time, He Chen began to develop the military strategy to "boost morale."

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