In such a situation, if you can change your strategy and reverse the direction in time, even if it slaps yourself in the face and admits the mistakes you have made, you can sort of reorganize your queue and have a chance to make a comeback. But unfortunately, that is not the case.

Everyone is willing to admit that they are wrong, but more often than not, they know clearly that they are wrong, but they still grit their teeth and say that they are not wrong, and it is everyone else who is wrong.

Some of the military formations arranged by Han Xuan to guide the flow of people failed to react and were pushed down by the crazy crowd. Or they saw that the momentum was not right and did not dare to continue to block it, allowing the flow of people to go away thinking about the Chinese army...

It’s useless if I have more of you, and it’s fine if I have less of you. You can’t stop me anyway, so what else do you do?

The frenzied killings headed towards Han Xuan's army. The surging crowd was like evil ghosts crawling out of hell. They were running forward on their hands and knees. Those who lost their balance or fell due to exhaustion were immediately killed by those behind them.

It was trampled under people's feet and became a new blood flower.

Chen Wu held a shield in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. He ran behind the crowd, shouting and hitting the shield with his sword from time to time. Then when he saw someone who was running slowly, he didn't chop him to death directly, but used a knife to kill him.

The sword cut a shallow gash in their backs. The fear of these people rose to the top during the blood rush. Adrenaline erupted, and the human body's ultimate potential suddenly exploded, and they moved forward crazily...

But such a wild and disorderly outburst cannot last for a long time. It may take dozens of breaths, maybe longer, or at most a cup of tea. These people will fall to the ground like a puddle of mud, even if they have not received any damage.

People who are trampled will also die due to internal organ failure after the explosion of potential.

All the Wu soldiers, including Chen Wu, were just like Chen Wu, driving the sheep. Their spears and swords were like shepherd's whips. From time to time, they would draw blood from the two-legged sheep that were lagging behind, so that the entire sheep flock could remain stable.

speed.

Seeing this scene, Han Xuan's hands and feet were cold, and he didn't know what to do for a moment. Although he followed Gan Ning to pacify Zhang Xian, Han Xuan never really faced life and death, nor did he have any relationship with Gan Ning.

What kind of cooperation? It’s just that after being the governor of Changsha for a period of time, I forgot that I actually didn’t know much...

Han Xuan stood dumbly, but Gong Zhi was not stupid.

Originally standing near Han Xuan, he saw that something was wrong, so he swayed left and right, pretending to be nonchalant, but in fact he had moved a large distance unknowingly, and then took advantage of Han Xuan.

When Xuan's attention was focused on the chaotic crowd in front of him, he shrunk his neck and sneaked out. Then he gave his guard a look and walked away in a hurry with the wind at his feet.

What? It’s a bit irresponsible to leave like this?

What's the responsibility?

It was indeed Gong Zhi who gave Han Xuan the idea. Gong Zhi did not deny this, but what does it have to do with Gong Zhi now? Gong Zhi is only responsible for giving the idea. Whether he is willing to use it or not is Han Xuan's business. Whether he uses it well or not, of course

It's also about Han Xuan. What's the relationship between Guan Gongzhi and Guan Gongzhi?

Did I make a mistake in trying to come up with an idea with good intentions? Is it my final say whether it can be done or executed? As for the current situation, I don’t care about my business. If I want to blame, I can only blame these stupid people.

Han Xuan's soldiers, who are cattle and sheep, can't even handle this little thing!

"Go, go, go! Go!"

Gong Zhi's eyes rolled around, he greased the soles of his feet, and kept scurrying around, but his face still maintained the demeanor of a calm and calm bachelor of the Zhu family...

Han Xuan was at a loss. He subconsciously turned to look for Gong Zhi, wanting to ask what he should do next. When he turned around, he found that he was empty. He grabbed the guard beside him in a hurry and asked, "Where are the people?! Why are they missing?"

Already?!』

"Ah?" The guard was also at a loss, "Didn't the envoy tell him to carry out some plan... What about a life-or-death plan..."

Han Xuan was stunned. Did he say this? Didn't he say this? "Damn, damn! Now, what should I do now? What should I do?!"

"Your Majesty, isn't there an ambush..." the guard said timidly.

Han Xuan suddenly realized, "Yes! Beat the drums! Attack! Order the right army to attack!"

The rumble of war drums sounded, and Chen Wu stopped slightly, frowned, looked at it, and then laughed: "Idiot! You actually set up an ambush downwind! Come on, leave a team of people here to set fire to me! Burn it!"
Chapter completed!