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Waiting at Great King Village for the Zhao Army, Luzi's troops did not remain as originally planned. To avoid being detected by the Zhao Army, who might learn that the Qin Army had previously stationed here, they boldly withdrew without leaving a single soldier to guard Great King Village and Little Wang Village.
The rainy season arrived unexpectedly while winter still lingered in the land, and it was inevitable that the water level of the Dan Shui River would rise. When the Qin Army Commander withdrew from the Dan Shui River Defense Line, a large number of soldiers were left to hold their ground. However, after Zhao Kuo's Army crossed the Dan River, they did not capture the defensive positions set up by the Qin Army along the river, making it pointless to maintain the defense line at Great King Village.
Considering the upcoming weather and geographical advantages, Luzi's decision received strong support from the Esteemed Generals. The backing from veterans like Meng Ao was not only due to Luzi's promise of merit being approved by Wuan Jun Bai Qi but also because they realized that the old generals were indeed aging and could not comprehend the younger generation's strategies.
This might be what is called a generation gap—a fact that new blood replaces the old. Several former renowned generals of the Qin Army gathered together and quickly reached a consensus. Anyone chosen by Commander Bai Qi was suitable; they could no longer rely on their seniority and hesitate to give opportunities to the younger generation. Failure was not frightening; what was frightening was not allowing young people to make mistakes. If that were to happen, once these old fellows passed away, there would be no successors for Qin's World.
At this moment, the East Bank of the Dan Shui River was completely desolate. If it weren't for the traces left behind by the army that had passed through, one would hardly believe that millions had once been stationed on the west bank. Lu Zijun swaggered to the Zhao Army's crossing point without seeing a single Zhao soldier along the way.
Before the Qin Army even approached the shallow crossing, scouts had already reported back with information about Zhao Army troop deployments at the crossing. Naturally, Luzi wasted no time in passing this military intelligence to Meng Ao and the generals. They were informed that how to fight was irrelevant; they just needed to ensure that no information leaked out.
Was such a simple request really so difficult? Meng Ao immediately called everyone together to discuss tactics. They decided on an encirclement followed by a charge to eliminate Zhao Kuo's remaining guards completely. When news of victory reached their camp, they found that General was not present in his tent but had left a message reminding them to accurately record their merits.
Luzi entrusted professional matters to experts and rode alone to the quiet banks of the Dan Shui River. As for whether they could win this battle, signs of victory had already emerged long ago. Waiting for news of victory was entirely a matter of certainty. Looking at the clear river water flowing towards the distance stirred mixed feelings within him.
Once upon a time during a deep night, a small squad swam through icy waters to break a deadlock. The scenes from those days felt like yesterday; it seemed as if in just a blink of an eye, everything had changed dramatically.
Sigh!
A clear sigh echoed in his heart as he mourned those lost years. Was he getting old? Or was his heart gradually aging? The thought of aging suddenly brought forth an image of his master with silver hair. He remembered asking his master one day how one could know about life's eternal changes. His master smiled and pointed to his heart, saying that one day when you suddenly reminisce about those bygone days, you will know the answer you seek today...
He initially thought it was too early to find this answer but realized that time had swiftly passed and he had reached an age where he understood. Knowing this answer made his heart feel older, prompting Luzi to quickly abandon his plan of wistfully gazing at the water. He shifted his gaze to his only companion at that moment, Seven Star Black Steed; its seven white spots on its forehead stood out remarkably.
Luzi suddenly punched his thigh, cursing himself for not staying busy. On the other side of the river, the Million Cavalry was engaged in fierce competition; when would the matters of love and family ever cease?
The Seven Star Black Steed, being intelligent, could sense human emotions even without the ability to speak. Seeing its master stomp and pound his chest as if about to commit suicide, it hurried over and nudged Luzi's face with its thick fur to offer comfort.
The soothing sensation warmed Luzi's heart as he reached out to embrace the warhorse, enjoying the moment. He had always found it puzzling that he, who should be responsible for reporting on military situations, had ended up commanding troops from a tabletop. However, it seemed clearer now; the king had also come to command the Boy Scouts! If the intelligence department's subordinates were arranging troops, they must have all been conscripted into the main force by now.
Last night, Chang Yu had sent word back from Chu. The Chunshen Jun, who was commanding the Chu forces, had made it clear that Luzi could rest assured. Once the Qin Army launched a major counterattack at Shangdang, the Chu Army would subsequently withdraw from the Chu-Qin border.
This answer was already quite generous; Luzi was satisfied with Chunshen Jun and Huang Xie's response. It was unrealistic to expect Huang Xie to withdraw troops immediately. Personal friendships were one thing, but they could not delay matters of national importance. You are Qin people; I am Chu people. If it weren't for our past friendship, this response would have been nonexistent at this moment.
It could now be assumed that if the Qin Army succeeded at Shangdang, the withdrawal of the Chu Army from Boundary would become a reality. However, if the Qin Army were overwhelmed by the Zhao Army in Shangdang Region, then the next steps for the Chu Army would be uncertain.
For Huang Xie, if Luzi survived on the battlefield, then with the fall of the Qin State, he could consider seeking refuge in Chu. As long as I, Huang Xie, have food to eat, you will not go hungry either. Friendship has brought us this far; that is already quite generous.
Luzi understood Chunshen Jun's character; even though he never mentioned which feudal state Luzi served, Huang Xie was well aware of it too. Not speaking of it didn't mean they were unaware.
If the Qin State were to fall, looking at the current world situation, Luzi would only be able to seek help from Chunshen Jun in Chu. And Chunshen Jun would fulfill his earlier promise to ensure Luzi's safety. This point was beyond doubt.
This was Chu's stance; however, progress on the Yan side was not going well. According to insider reports, Chang Yu was on his way to Yan State. In contrast, matters in Qi State were handled most decisively. The Prime Minister of Qi, Housheng, received a generous gift sent by Luzi and immediately expressed his support for Luzi's lord to withdraw troops. But some matters required time; after all, such a significant issue could not be swayed by just one prime minister.
Hmph! This profit-driven fellow is indeed cunning! Thinking this way, Luzi gently patted his warhorse. He looked up at the dense forest across the river and fell into deep thought once again.
The reason why the states of Chu, Qi, and Yan suddenly became so uneasy was that they were all waiting for the final outcome of the Shangdang Campaign. They secretly dispatched their elite forces dressed in Zhao attire to participate, intending to take advantage of the chaos. At this time, within the Feudal States, the economic and military strength of the Qin State had already far surpassed that of any other state. If they could use this opportunity to weaken the Qin State's power, it would certainly lead to a mutually beneficial outcome.
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