"Milord!"
"Milord!"
A series of cries rang out from the high platform. Looking at Yuan Shao, whose chest was covered in blood, everyone's expression turned extremely grim.
"What do we do?" Xu You stamped his foot anxiously and glanced around at the others in panic.
"General Qu..." Xun Chen looked at Qu Yi. "Is there really no way to turn defeat into victory?"
Qu Yi shook his head in extreme irritation and replied coldly, "What can I do? Weren't all of you always boasting about being superior strategists?"
"Hmph!" Qu Yi took a harsh breath before saying in a hard voice, "If we had siege equipment, it would be fine. At worst, we could fight this as a siege battle. The only trouble is that those things can clearly move. If Liu Bei's army has no other bizarre tricks, we might not be without hope. But this is a battle on open ground, and we have no equipment at all. How am I supposed to fight?"
"Look for yourselves!"
As he spoke, Qu Yi pointed furiously at the battlefield. "See that? Those War Chariots that were overrun were taken because the bodies piled up high enough for the soldiers to swarm in and seize them. But look at the others. Once bodies start piling up nearby, those War Chariots retreat step by step under the soldiers' protection. How am I supposed to fight that?"
"This damn thing is alive!"
"Alive, understand?"
"Or did you really think those soldiers would throw away their lives without a care?"
"Stop spouting crap!" Qu Yi's eyes were bloodshot as he roared, his neck stretched taut like a beast trapped in a cage.
Xu You, Guo Tu, and the others were also spinning in circles anxiously. Before they realized it, sweat had soaked through their