God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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Faced with something that could potentially damage his own morals, Zhang Ren hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Lu Qi, trying to ask for his opinion.

Having no other choice and arson voluntarily are two different moral treatments. If possible, he still hopes to be better off.

After all, judging from the current situation, the self-defense counterattack against the Kushans can be considered a victory.

Lu Qi was not stupid. He rolled his eyes at Zhang Ren on the spot, as if to tell him to make the decision himself.

Zhang Ren finally reacted and smiled awkwardly. He then looked down at himself and tried to appear more normal.

He was actually getting cocky and asking Lu Qi such questions. If he offended him, he would probably be in trouble in the future.

"Let them go! No one will stop us anyway. It's better to burn others than to burn ourselves." Zhang Ren looked at the completely collapsed Kushan army, and after a moment's silence, he said slowly.

Although there are so many people and they are still in a loss-making state, they can capture prisoners.

But if so many people collapse, then there will really be 100,000 pigs, which cannot be caught just because you want to.

After resolving everything on the battlefield, the only thing left is to deal with the follow-up, and they still lack some time.

The huge fire scene can buy them enough time and also make the other party understand what it means to do it deliberately.

After hearing the decision made by Zhang Ren, Qin Mi and others did not say anything. They turned around and notified others, and the rescue order was passed on.

After the Kushan army was completely defeated on the front battlefield, it would be quite easy for them to set fire again, and no one would come to stop them.

Therefore, the originally tense time for setting fire actually seemed relaxed and casual to the Yizhou army.

"With this burning speed, can the Kushan soldiers outrun it?" Meng Huo looked at the torch in his hand, then looked at the fire in front of him, felt the heat on his face, and asked Wutugu thoughtfully.

When Wutugu heard this question, he looked at the beef leg being roasted on the fire, then looked at Meng Huo, who was half a body shorter than him, and directly handed the beef leg in his right hand to Meng Huo.

While he extended it with his right hand, Wutugu took another cow leg with his left hand and started to gnaw on it.

When he was in the forest before, he was not allowed to use fire to grill meat. Now that people have started to set fire to the forest, he can definitely use it to grill meat.

Meng Huo looked at the cow leg handed to him, then looked up at Wutugu, and suddenly thought of why he was in this state.

He actually asked Wutugu about such things. It turned out that he was worrying too much.

Meng Huo casually picked up the leg of a sacred cow from some unknown family, which was left after being beaten to death. He sighed and looked at the fire that was beginning to spread in front of him. He suddenly felt like he had survived a calamity.

Compared to the casualness of others, many Han soldiers still have a special liking for arson, but their expressions and tones reveal a sense of regret.

Although they had won such a huge victory, they were unable to further expand their victory in this regard. Instead, they could only try to kill the enemy through such actions. However, most people actually understood this point.

With so many people escaping, how could they possibly catch every one of them with such a small number of people?

So compared to this kind of chase, it is better to just set a fire behind them, use mental power to create a strong wind, and use flames to chase the enemy.

"But if this happens, I don't know how much the other side will suffer..." Qin Mi sighed as he watched the soldiers perfectly execute the arson plan.

"It's not a big problem. You can treat the opponent as completely annihilated, or you can treat the opponent as immortal. It depends on what you think in your heart." Wang Lei's expression was quite casual. Having fought so many metaphysical wars with Zhang Ren, Wang Lei's heart was also full of metaphysics.

Qin Mi thought about it and found that this was the fact.

After a major fire, especially one that covers such a large area, it is very difficult to find any traces of human presence. The specific number of casualties naturally cannot be counted, and the result naturally becomes pending.

And as everyone was chatting, the only troops left on the battlefield and still resisting were the one or two legions that Rahman forcibly commanded and controlled.

However, the fighting spirit of these one or two legions was severely weakened when their friendly forces collapsed and fled in large numbers, and the fighting spirit they could show was extremely depressed.

Rahman's actions in this state were truly a desperate resistance, and the entire legion was like a candle in the wind, which could be shaken at any time.

The Han troops at the scene did not take these one or two legions seriously, and just surrounded and blocked them normally.

It is this kind of casualness and indifference that, in Rahman's eyes, can better highlight the arrogance and confidence of the Han army, but it can also not support his weakness and helplessness.

Looking at the force extended by the Han army, it seemed as if it was very casual. This relatively casual attitude was a huge blow to Rahman personally.

A simple war seemed to have locked up his efforts over the past few decades and negated his proud military leadership strategy.

Rahman naturally understood why the Han army did this.

In addition to demonstrating the strength of the Han army, the more important thing is to achieve victory in the war with less losses.

"Right and wrong, success and failure, will all be judged by future generations. I am old now, and it is beyond my power to do anything!" Recalling his goals and ideals before joining the war, Rahman sighed to the sky, looked at the soldiers around him, and fell into deep thought.

As a soldier who believed in me and followed me, he went from north to south and went through hardships to get here, but now he is going to die here. How sad...

Now, there are only a few paths before Rahman, paths that he can choose independently.

"Lead the army to a dignified death, or surrender with the lives of the soldiers at stake. As a commander, you should make a choice in this situation." Lu Qi said with a slight smile as he watched Zhang Ren command the army to complete the encirclement and leave his own legion on the periphery, ready to pursue and kill at any time.

"As a general, your priority is to complete military orders, and then to take care of your soldiers. But after spending every day with them and looking at these familiar faces, how many people can make such a decision?" Zhang Ren pointed at the Kushan soldiers who were still holding their ground and said very calmly.

In this situation, the ones who were able to maintain a certain level of morale were obviously not Nan Gui's soldiers, but his own guards. (End of this chapter)