Wolf Fang Ambush Devours Qin Armor, Li Mu Raises Sword to Break Dragon Steeds

At this moment, the war between Qin State and Zhao State had entered its final, white-hot stage.

Meng Wu pursued relentlessly, clinging to their heels like a shadow.

Li Mu retreated while fighting, maintaining perfect order.

Wang Jian launched his offensive from Tongdi, moving south to cut off their escape.

Zhao Cheng galloped north, his momentum like bamboo being split.

Li Xin chased with desperate speed, yet his horse could not close the distance.

Beneath the starry night, Li Mu gazed at Wolf Tooth Valley ahead and silently produced a token, handing it to Prince Jia.

"Your Highness, this is the token for the Hu Blade Wind Cavalry. With this, you shall have their escort to travel immediately to Dai Territory and go into hiding."

"If I can return with an army, I shall crown you King in Dai Territory, and we shall have hope of restoring our nation."

"If I do not return, you must bide your time and wait for a future opportunity to restore the state."

Prince Jia looked at Li Mu in shock; the backbone of Zhao State was finally bending slightly under the sky-crushing pressure.

"Supreme General..."

"Meng Wu cannot stop you; let us go to Dai Territory together..."

Li Mu waved his hand. "No need for more words. To retreat any further now would mean the end of all hope."

"If I set an ambush here, I might be able to swallow a portion of Meng Wu's forces, and only then will there be a glimmer of hope."

Throughout this journey, he had used small detachments to set ambushes, both to inflict maximum casualties on Meng Wu's forces and to slow his pace, buying time to prepare this trap.

At the same time, it had lowered Meng Wu's guard.

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