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Chapter 470 Death of Zhao Wenhui

Doesn’t Sun Wanrong want them to rescue Zhao Wenhui?

Since Sun Wanrong dares to bet that the soldiers of the Great Zhou do not want to be known as someone who watched people die without helping, then I, Li Cunxi, will play along with you to the end.

Not only did I not eat, I also smashed the fucking pot.

Sun Wanrong, who was about a hundred meters away, finally showed a slight change in his expression when he heard Li Cunxi's words which sounded like a curse.

He couldn't laugh anymore.

But he didn't show any pain.

This heroic figure raised his head and spoke in a loud voice.

"Then come on, Mr. Li. Khitan men are never afraid of death."

"The Great Zhou doesn't want us to live, so we can only find a way to kill those who don't want us to live."

After saying this, Sun Wanrong turned his horse and rode away, returning to the protection of more than a dozen generals.

Hu Jinghui and Li Yuanfang also rode over, protecting Li Cunxi on the left and right.

After everyone returned to their base camp, Li Cunxi said with a dark face:

"He is the toughest opponent I have ever seen, bar none."

"Big Leaf is nothing compared to someone who dares to risk everything."

"If Da Caiye had one-third of his ruthlessness, I would have died on the way south to look for my uncle."

Li Yuanfang and Hu Jinghui both knew about Li Cunxi's experiences over the years. When they heard Li Cunxi's high evaluation of Sun Wanrong, they felt a little dizzy.

“Cunxi, should we attack, or watch the Yingzhou Guards be annihilated?”

Hu Jinghui clenched the five-clawed flying hook and sickle spear and asked.

"If he still has some conscience, if he still cares about the people of Chongzhou, he'd better commit suicide and not make things difficult for us."

Li Cunxi turned his horse's head and looked in the direction of Zhao Wenhui who was surrounded.

"What if he doesn't commit suicide?" Li Yuanfang's voice trembled a little.

"If he doesn't commit suicide, the Khitans will come up and cut off his head." Li Cunxi exhaled two streams of air from his nostrils. "This guy is dead, but he caused all this trouble."

"Alas... after all, he is the general of Yingzhou Guard."

"Humph, so what if he is the general of Yingzhou Guard? He dies, so what? Do we have not enough generals in our Great Zhou?"

Li Cunxi turned around unhappily.

"Demon Spirit, please go to the Turkic Tiger Division and ask them to withdraw their troops quickly and hide, and follow the previous instructions."

The demon spirit bowed and rode away alone.

"What about us?" Wang Tiehan hurriedly urged his horse forward and asked.

"Of course we are preparing to withdraw our troops." Li Cunxi looked at Qiao Tai again, "You go back to the city first and ask General Wang Xiaojie to send Lieutenant General Su Honghui to guard the military camp outside the city and tell him that he cannot take the initiative to fight under any circumstances. Then transfer Lieutenant General Huang Zhen back to Chongzhou City and don't let him take charge of the troops."

"Are you afraid that General Huang Zhen will see Zhao Wenhui's head and will be tempted to leave the camp and fight to the death?"

Li Kaigu, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

This man who enjoyed taking revenge felt very uncomfortable. He kept swallowing his saliva and his hands were shaking.

"Yes, no matter how bad Zhao Wenhui is, Huang Zhen has been his deputy general for many years. If he is too lenient, tens of thousands of soldiers will die in Chongzhou."

"I understand what Mr. Li said. My life and death brother Song Wuji is in the military camp outside the city, and I don't want anything to happen to him."

"Oh? I didn't expect that General Li and General Song Wuji are brothers in life and death."

"In the battle of Dongxishigu, I was besieged by two Khitan generals and was rescued by Song Wuji, so we became brothers in life and death."

"Well, it's fine."

Li Cunxi rolled his eyes in his heart.

Li Kaigu should really thank himself. If he hadn't instigated Su Honghui to rebel in advance, would Song Wuji be able to save Li Kaigu?

Even if his head was chopped off, Song Wuji wouldn't even look at him.

Outside the central tent of the Khitan military camp, Sun Wanrong, who had just returned to Li Jinzhong, heard the news that the Right Guard and the Turkic Tiger Division were withdrawing.

The old man seemed to have his backbone removed. He huddled in his chair, his eyes flickering, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Zhao Wenhui, who was surrounded, was furious when he saw the Youwei Guards and the Turkic soldiers withdrawing together.

“They actually withdrew their troops.”

He gritted his teeth and looked fierce.

But he felt relieved in an instant. He was also a soldier and was surrounded by enemies. It seemed that there was no need to say more about what he should do.

Friendly forces can’t rescue them, so they either have to save themselves or die here.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenhui raised the big knife in his hand.

"Soldiers, follow me and charge until death!!!"

The soldiers of Yingzhou Guard had rested and now raised their weapons and followed Zhao Wenhui to rush towards the Khitan soldiers.

Li Jinzhong looked coldly at Zhao Wenhui and the Yingzhou guards behind him, as if he was looking at a group of dead people.

"Hey, brother."

Sun Wanrong suddenly raised his head.

"The Right Guard has already withdrawn. Killing them all will not help. Give orders to try to capture them alive."

"Huh? Capture them alive? What's the use of capturing them alive now?" Li Jinzhong asked puzzledly.

"Give it to Mr. Li. Let's change our target, otherwise the boys of our homeland won't live to see the next autumn."

"Do you have any idea?"

"Yes, there is... I'm leaving soon. From now on, you will have to use your brain on your own."

"It was best when you were here. You could use my brain for me when I didn't want to use it. After you left, I had to rely on myself for everything."

"Brother, Khitan, please." Sun Wanrong said solemnly, "I didn't give you this gift well, but I will definitely give you the next one."

The Youwei Guard had not yet completely withdrawn, and Li Cunxi, who stayed at the back, noticed the counterattack of the Yingzhou Guard.

Zhao Wenhui, who was stubborn, hostile to foreigners and insulting to the Khitans, did not lose face as a soldier in the last moments of his life.

He led the remaining thousands of Yingzhou guards under his command and bravely charged towards the Khitan army's central tent.

The overconfident thug tried to exchange his life for Li Jinzhong, but when he was hundreds of meters away from Li Jinzhong, two Khitan generals chopped down his BMW.

When he was dying, Zhao Wenhui, who was hit by several arrows, killed a fierce Khitan general with one sword and cut off the right arm of another fierce Khitan general, thus completely crippling that fierce Khitan general.

Knowing that he was no longer able to fight, Zhao Wenhui ended his life with the sword at his waist.

After Zhao Wenhui's death, those Yingzhou guards were captured alive one by one by the Khitan army.

“It was a complete loss.”

Li Cunxi sighed, feeling mixed emotions.

The Yingzhou guards who were able to be brought out were all elite troops, but unfortunately after this battle, only a few thousand were left.

If Li Cunxi's guess was correct, these thousands of Yingzhou guards were the smoke bombs thrown by Sun Wanrong at them.

"Cunxi, let's go."

A large number of Youweiwei soldiers were already marching quickly towards Chongzhou City.

Hu Jinghui rode over and urged Li Cunxi to set off quickly.

Li Cunxi nodded and followed Hu Jinghui towards Chongzhou City.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, a cavalry group like ghosts quietly followed.