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The bright moon hung in the sky tonight, casting a faint light over the earth. Zhao Kuo looked up at the round moon, quietly feeling the gentle moonlight. It was as if a light veil brushed against someone's heart, and in that moment, the world seemed to fall into silence. Even the wind had ceased to blow, and the military flags drooped lifelessly from their poles.
Just moments ago, soldiers came to report that, for some unknown reason, the surrounding Qin Army had suddenly ceased their activities. In truth, even without anyone reporting this, Zhao Kuo already knew. He had grown accustomed to the daily sounds of battle and the thunderous twang of bowstrings along with the whistling arrows, which had now vanished without a trace.
The prolonged siege and defense had nearly drained all hope. The promised Allied Forces from the Feudal States had ultimately not appeared. The besieged Zhao Army was already out of ammunition and provisions; holding on for another three days was the utmost limit.
According to military reports, in order to rescue the trapped soldiers at Shangdang, Zhao Sheng, Prince Ping'an himself, had led the Zhao Xinjun across Taihang Mountain. However, they were blocked by the newly formed Qin Tenth Legion led by King Zhao of Qin, and after fighting for dozens of days, they still could not advance an inch.
Worse news followed; those ambitious Feudal States from years past had faded away like spring flowers in autumn. They repeatedly pleaded with Zhao State but maintained an extremely ambiguous attitude.
Fearing that this news would crush morale, Zhao Kuo subsequently burned all these messages but found that they spread through the military like an invisible plague. He knew well that the Qin Army would not remain inactive without reason unless an unexpected incident had occurred.
However, it seemed that such an unexpected incident did not exist!
The murderous intent surging from all around soared into the sky, casting a faint dark red hue in the night. At the point where heaven and earth met, it seemed as if a flowing river of blood was rolling and surging.
As evening approached, Zhao Kuo prepared a final letter for his sovereign. In it, he expressed his deep longing for Zhao State but also acknowledged his responsibilities as a general.
I have been trapped with the Zhao Army and have failed to break out multiple times; now I am out of ammunition and provisions. I could escape as a humble minister but have decided to share life and death with the besieged Zhao Army. I vow this: I will repay my sovereign's grace with my life!
Such feelings are pitiable and lamentable!
I do not dare to seek various excuses to cover up this defeat's responsibility. I willingly take full responsibility; it has nothing to do with my fellow generals or soldiers. The troops lacking clothing and food demonstrate our Zhao Army's courage with their lives and beliefs—a determination to die without shame for Zhao State! Without shame for our king!
Is that mother sitting at her loom weaving fabric under the bright moon?
As a tear slid down and fell into his palm, crystallizing into a droplet, Zhao Kuo clearly heard a sigh rising from the depths of his heart. In the camp where bonfires burned everywhere, he felt so utterly alone.
In just a month, it would be the fifteenth day of the eighth month, a time for families to reunite. However, your son could never return...
At the moment when Zhao Kuo's Army officially engaged with Bai Qi's Army, Wuan Jun Bai Qi clearly understood the predicament of Zhao's Army. Thus, at the valley of Daliang Mountain, he set up a Supply Depot to lure Zhao's Army in. Zhao Kuo, falling for the trap, thought he had stumbled upon a great treasure. It was only after occupying Daliang Mountain that he discovered the so-called Grain Storage was all a ruse!
Sand! Every large Grain Storage was filled with nothing but vast amounts of sand!
Worried that it might be a trick, Zhao Kuo personally led a reconnaissance team to Daliang Mountain. He distinctly remembered that the results of their search that night were not as expected; several sampled Grain Storages clearly contained fresh rice...
All's fair in war! Just one misstep led to the complete loss of hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers from Zhao's Army! This is the cruel reality of war! Even the smallest action can lead to total annihilation!
Thinking of this, Zhao Kuo's clenched fists trembled from exertion. He gazed again at the flowing river of blood in the sky, as if it were going to stain the entire land red. At that moment, he suddenly made up his mind.
Previously, he had ordered the troops to break through, still holding onto a glimmer of hope and not wanting to end it all in one battle. Since heaven had given a sign, it seemed that the final moment had arrived! With determination, he would prove to all Common People that even in death, Zhao's Army would die with honor! Abandon all supplies! The entire army will charge!
"Relay my orders! Sound the assembly bell!"
As Commander Bai Qi of Qin Army did not leave Qin's Twentieth Legion due to a promise he once made. He hoped to see Qin Army storm into Zhao Army's camp tomorrow and stated that only then would he leave alone.
Luzi remained with Qin's Twentieth Legion due to his promise, and his convoy did not return to West Rampart. At this moment, he was listening to reports from various generals about the casualties among their Soldiers to ascertain how many from Qin Army could still participate in the battle.
According to operational orders, at dawn tomorrow, all Qin Army would launch an assault. This attack had no main offensive or supporting attack. Regardless of north, south, east, or west, all divisions of Qin Army would officially strike.
After sending off the generals preparing for tomorrow’s final battle, it was already close to midnight. Luzi stepped out of the Main Tent and slowly ascended the hill already filled with Qin Soldiers to survey the surroundings.
A bright full moon hung in the sky, casting a thin layer of silver over the earth. All around, bonfires blazed, stretching out until they seemed to connect with the heavens. In the midst of the sprawling bonfire, there lay a black band several hundred meters wide, marking the boundary between the two armies of Qin Zhao.
As footsteps approached, a group of Soldiers slowly ascended the mountain, carrying a chair. Sitting Above was Bai Qi, who appeared invigorated after taking a second pill. Spotting Luzi standing on the mountaintop not far away, he raised his left hand and waved.
Bai Qi signaled for the Soldiers to set down the chair and then gestured for them to leave. He looked up at the full moon alongside Luzi and quietly listened to the sound of his own heartbeat. "Every legend associated with the moon is so beautiful! I never realized how lovely the moon truly is until now; she is indeed so enchanting!"
Luzi turned to glance at Bai Qi sitting in the chair and couldn't help but smile wryly, shaking his head. "Why doesn't the Grand Commander rest and recover in the tent?"
Upon hearing this question, Bai Qi abandoned his plan to continue admiring the view. He smiled slightly at Luzi and said casually, "Since ancient times, beautiful people are like renowned generals; they should not show white hair in this world. People like us seem only capable of starting well but not finishing well. Hmph! If that's the case, does it even matter if I recover?"
The awkward atmosphere was instantly lightened by his joke, and Luzi couldn't help but laugh out loud. At the same time, he felt as if his heart had been pierced by a sharp sword. He quickly pointed at the bright moon to cover up his feelings and said, "Look! There’s a Moon Palace up there! Chang'e, who stole the elixir and left Hou Yi behind on earth, lives in there!"
To his surprise, Bai Qi didn't even bother to lift his eyelids and replied directly, "I am not Chang'e! Even if I stole an elixir, I would never abandon my brothers!"
Luzi looked at him and felt a surge of anger. "Hey! We shouldn't be like this! It was just a joke; why do you always have to take things so seriously?"
Bai Qi snorted and pointed with his left hand toward the black death zone below. "Right over there! Tens of thousands of my brothers were left behind forever!"
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