Qing Qin’s face darkened, then he shouted: "Relay my order, for every soldier who dies in battle, immediately replace with another, all defensive positions must not be vacant."
"If anyone retreats, execute them immediately."
"If the frontline falls, the Supervisory Army takes over."
"You must hold the Qin Army at all costs."
Qing Qin coldly shouted.
"Understood."
The generals immediately relayed the order.
"The defense of the West City is like this, to defeat the Qin Army we can only wait for the ambush at the East City."
"With nearly two hundred thousand troops defending the East City, we can surely capture the Qin Army that enters the city all at once." Qing Qin slowly said.
"Please rest assured, Shangjiangjun."
"General Yue Cheng will certainly capture the Qin Army entering the city all at once."
"Once this contingent of Qin Army is annihilated by our forces, the Qin Army will surely suffer great losses." The Deputy General immediately echoed.
At this moment!
"Report."
"Urgent report from East City."
"Shangjiangjun Yue Cheng reports that our army fell into a Qin Army trap, the Qin Army attacked directly after entering the city, the East City wall has been lost, and General Yue Cheng is now leading the army in a bloody battle with the Qin Army."
A soldier came running quickly, reporting in alarm.
The words fell.
Qing Qin’s face changed, just like Yue Cheng before, his face turned deathly pale.
"Zhao Feng."
"What a clever tactic."
"Actually turning the tables."
"Yuyang, it’s over."
"Great Yan, it’s over."
As this news came in, Qing Qin was very aware that their Yuyang City was no longer defensible.
Originally, he was planning to annihilate the Qin Army that entered the city with a two-pronged attack, then dispatch troops to deal with the Qin Army besieging the city, thereby defeating Zhao Feng’s Wu’an Military Camp.
But he never expected.
Zhao Feng never trusted Yue Cheng’s surrender, it was just to deceive and open the city gates, entering without a fight.
Now the situation has changed.
The Yan Army inside Yuyang City is equivalent to being besieged by nearly three hundred thousand troops from the Wu’an Military Camp.
The defeat is set.
The only question is how long they can hold on.
"Great King."
"I am ashamed of your trust in me." A trace of guilt flashed in Qing Qin’s eyes.
Until this moment.
Qing Qin finally understood how vast the gap between him and Zhao Feng was.
This battle that decided the national fortune of Yan Kingdom is already set to be determined.
Yuyang City is vast.
The Qin Army’s attack and kill is still ongoing.
Now two city gates have been conquered by Daqin, Yuyang City has become an urn city for the Yan Army, with tens of thousands of Yan soldiers besieged inside.
"Kill!"
Zhao Feng shouted.
In his hands, the Longquan Sword slashed out.
Each sword stroke took the lives of more than a dozen Yan soldiers.
Though each Yan soldier slain only granted a small attribute, even the smallest gain is still a gain, and in front of him lied an almost endless number of Yan soldiers.
If they do not surrender.
Then they can continue killing.
"Kill, kill."
"Kill all the Yan people."
"Kill..."