Lu Fan did not expect that nearly 50,000 troops would be beaten so badly by 5,000 trapped troops. Such a large battle loss ratio might be even more humiliating than the Battle of Xiaoyaojin.

Death, surrender, and escape became the main theme of the day, and those soldiers who survived were the core theme of the generals who led the troops.

Just a small test, let alone attacking Yichun City, even taking a detour became a luxury. The soldiers were tired, hungry, frightened and frightened, and their morale dropped to freezing point.

Lu Fan immediately decided to kill the horses and cook them for meat, thinking that even if they couldn't escape from this heaven and earth prison, they would make the soldiers a dead ghost.

The soldiers had been hungry for two days, and suddenly there was horse meat to satisfy their hunger. However, the horse meat tasted like wax in their mouths and they did not feel the aroma of the meat. Many of them hid in the dark and cried secretly because they missed their relatives at home.

Early the next morning, the moonlight shone on the river beach, and Wu Jun, who was sleeping in the wild, was forced to open his eyes.

We counted the number of people again and found that nearly 5,000 people were missing last night. They probably sneaked to Yichun to surrender.

"Father, what should I do?" Lu Ju came over to ask.

"I'm afraid there is nothing we can do about this situation even if Zhang Liang is alive..." Lu Fan no longer had any confidence.

Just as the father and son were sighing, Zhu Huan, Quan Cong and other generals gathered around. Cheng Zi clasped his fists and looked anxious: "General Zi Heng, Lan Tian led his troops out of Pingxiang. It is now less than five miles away from here, in the direction of Yichun.

There is a strong light moving, it should be Lan Yuan's enemy troops dispatched, please make an idea quickly..."

"Hahaha, what idea can I come up with? You can go ask Master Liu for advice..." Lu Fan sighed and stood up, and told his son Lu Ju next to him: "Go to the river with me to wash your face."

"Oh okay..." Lu Ju followed with his fists clasped. The others were very puzzled and followed him from a distance.

Lu Fan brushed off the dust on his body as he walked. When he reached the river, he found that his hair was messy and messy. He wet his palms to wash away the dirt on his face, and then straightened his clothes in front of the reflection.

Not far away, several generals frowned, wondering what time it was now and you still paid so much attention to your appearance, they couldn't help but shook their heads and sighed secretly.

Lu Fan 'dressed up' for a while, then raised his head to tidy up his son Lu Ju, and kindly told him: "Being a man is like dressing up, you must be clean and meticulous. The situation in Jiangdong can no longer be reversed. The defeat of the Sun family is like the surging river in front of you.

No one can stop it.”

"Father, what do you mean..." Lu Ju had a premonition.

"It's my fault that my father underestimated Lan Tian's ability. This person is indeed cunning and cunning externally, but he is quite tolerant internally. This can be seen from Dui Shi's family, so surrender is indeed the only way out. You will have to

Be filial to your mother and remember not to seek revenge from the Lan family, otherwise it will cause trouble for the Lu family." Lu Fan seemed to be explaining the funeral arrangements.

Lu Zhi felt a little dumbfounded. He heard that Lu Fan's words seemed wrong, and he quickly asked: "Father, what do you mean?"

"My father is different from Zhang Zhao. He can be shameless but I have to. My father follows General Bo Fu and the King of Wu, and is deeply loved by their Sun brothers. I did make some improper command in this battle, so the whole army

All of you, superior and inferior, can surrender, but I cannot surrender." After Lu Fan said this, he drew his sword and stood looking in the direction of Jianye.

"Father, don't do it." Lu Zheng was shocked when he heard this.

Lu Fan turned his head and glared at him, and said righteously: "I am lucky to be able to die on the Lord's Day. Remember what my father just said."

The roars of the father and son alarmed Zhu Huan and others nearby. They never expected that Lu Fan had just cleaned up for the sake of his death.

Lu Fan faced the direction of Jianye and committed suicide with his sword. Lu Ju held his body and cried bitterly. All the generals were sad and shed tears when they saw it. Compared with those who surrendered in Jianye City, Lu Fan was worthy of the Sun family's kindness to him.

"The world agrees, General Zi Heng stands upright. Although he committed suicide, he is really admirable. Now that the enemy is facing you, you have to cheer up..." Cheng Zi also experienced the pain of losing his father. At this time, he took the lead to stand up and comfort him.

"Big enemy? Cheer up?" Lu Zheng's tear-stained face was full of sorrow and helplessness: "My father once said before his death that the destruction of the Wu Kingdom is unstoppable and Lantian is not something we can fight against. He is the only one in the army who is deeply indebted to us."

Jiang, make up your own mind what you want to do..."

"Uh...please have my condolences..."

Cheng Zi nodded awkwardly, thinking that Lu Xun, the most powerful man in Jiangdong, had suffered a defeat at the hands of Lantian during his second attack on Jingzhou. Now that he had two more unworthy sons, there was no point in continuing to resist.

Zhu Huan, Quan Cong and others all came to express their condolences. They all had the same thoughts as Cheng Zi. They said in their hearts that the Sun family was still far behind Liu Bei in terms of origin and ability. It was time to bid farewell to the old master and embrace a new life.

While Lantian's army was still marching, Zhu Ju, as a representative, rode alone to surrender, so Lantian's soldiers surrendered the remaining Soochow troops without any bloodshed, and then Lanyuan led the trapped army to join them.

When Lan Ji saw this, he slapped his horse and ran to meet them. The two brothers were each wearing gold and silver armor. General Jiangdong was amazed when he saw this. He thought to himself that if these two brothers join hands, no one in the world can stop them.

"Brother." The bay-red horse ran nearby, and Lan Ji turned over and dismounted, getting ready to kneel down and bow.

Lan Yuan dismounted almost at the same time, held Lan Ji's hands with both hands and said, "Brothers, why do you and I need to give such a big gift?"

"Hehe, I heard that my uncle also worshiped Your Majesty like this. The eldest brother led the troops alone this time, so he must have stolen the limelight, right?" Lan Ji said with a smile on his face.

Lan Yuan smiled and replied: "I have heard a lot about Zhong Ling's killing of generals and showing off his power. You don't need to be in the limelight because of your brother."

"It's all father's planning. It won't work if I am allowed to lead the army independently..." Lan Ji scratched his head and said.

Lan Yuan nodded, "Well, my brother is able to go so smoothly because my father made many deductions before the war. Please take me to see him quickly."

"Eh."

The two brothers walked back side by side, talking and laughing. When Lan Tian saw this scene, he stroked his beard and nodded with great satisfaction, thinking that even if he had no other achievements in his life, he should be proud of raising two sons with such a good relationship.

The father and son met for a brief greeting, and Lan Tian asked Song Chen to assist Lan Yuan in reorganizing the Soochow surrender army, and then the entire army marched to Yichun for rest and reorganization.

After entering the city, Lantian ordered a big banquet to feed the Wu soldiers who had been hungry for several days. At the same time, he took the opportunity of the banquet to let the generals from Soochow and Jiaozhou and Jingzhou know each other.

Before the banquet, Lan Yuan took Ding Feng to introduce Lan Tian and said: "Father, General Ding Feng is brave in battle and understands righteousness. The child's success this time is inseparable from General Ding's strong help."

Lan Tian stroked his beard and nodded, thinking that he knew Ding Feng's character and ability even before they met him. He encouraged Ding Feng and said: "The King of Hanzhong has inherited the throne in Chang'an. It's good that General Ding can find his way back when he's lost his way. It's all about this.

I will personally go to the table to ask for your credit."
Chapter completed!