"Alas!" Luo Zhao, who had been silent in the tent for a long while, let out a long sigh toward the heavens. "The tide has turned against us!"
Hu Yan Wuhen's withdrawal would not come without notifying this side, leaving Luo Zhao to face the Jin Army alone while the Qin Army sought an opportunity to engage the Jin Army in a decisive battle!
The Jin Army was so vast, while the Qin Army had barely over two million men and was facing a shortage of provisions. They were already stretching one day's rations into two—how could they fight a decisive battle?
Yet Luo Zhao knew that Hu Yan Wuhen had run out of options as well. Hu Yan Ding's defeat had dealt a fatal blow to the war situation, and the wavering hearts of Qi's people had already collapsed.
If Hu Yan Wuhen did not lead his troops back to intimidate them, rebellious sentiment in the rear would spread like a prairie fire. Gu Yuanda could then easily whip up an enormous momentum, and more and more rebel troops would come to join him. Once Gu Yuanda's momentum threw the rear into chaos or brought it under his control, the logistical supplies of the main forces of both Qin and Qi would all be cut off.
Without provisions, the consequence facing an army of several million would be defeat without even fighting. Then everything would be over.
Hu Yan Wuhen intended to make one desperate bid before the situation completely collapsed, while he still had some provisions in hand!
Hu Yan Wuhen had simply run off, and Dawn Moon Pavilion was somewhat panicked, furiously cursing him for betraying his word and abandoning righteousness.
Luo Zhao could only explain the stakes again and again, redeploy the Qin Army's forces, and