Han: The witchcraft disaster begins, I fight against Emperor Wu of Han

Chapter 100: Even if God’s blessing is gone, we still have the advantage of location!
More than an hour later.

The army led by Li Guangli suddenly stopped.

"General Ershi, the five thousand troops of Emperor Jing's grandson disappeared here."

At this moment, Li Guangli was looking at the scene in front of him with great interest.

The originally clearly visible horse hoof prints had obviously become disorganized. Apart from the direction they came from, looking around, there seemed to be footprints going in other directions.

"Look, our grandson of the Emperor Jing finally came to his senses at the last minute... But, he really thought he could get away with such a childish trick."

As Li Guangli spoke, he burst into laughter.

At this moment, the soldiers around him also laughed when they heard his words.

"Hahaha, if we were in the endless grassland, we would be in a lot of trouble next."

"But at the moment... no matter how big Shanglin Garden is, it still has its boundaries. If we just send out more scouts and wait a little longer, won't we still be able to find them? It's really a waste of time!"

"Who knows what Grandson Jing was thinking? If five thousand people followed him together, maybe they could be controlled. But they got separated... Isn't this courting death?"

Listening to the laughter in his ears, Li Guangli couldn't help but say: "Everyone, since they can't run away anywhere in Shanglin Garden, it depends on your ability."

"It all depends on luck. Whoever captures Emperor Jing's grandson will personally recommend him to His Majesty for merit!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was delighted.

Someone nearby pointed to the left and said loudly, "Then let's go this way."

"I will take someone to the right to fight back and forth, and contact the general at any time!"

Li Guangli nodded, then signaled them to leave as soon as possible.

And this time.

But someone frowned and said, "General Ershi, if we fall into the trap set by Emperor Jing's grandson, and we separate, we will be outnumbered..."

However, as soon as the words came out, someone started to sneer.

"Don't mention that Shanglin Garden is so small. We can get there in three to five hours. Among us, who can't fight one against five? One against ten?"

"If our elite troops charge in, a hundred people can scare off a thousand people, and a thousand people can scare off ten thousand people! By then, the disaster victims will be terrified of each other and trample on each other as they retreat. I'm afraid that a few hundred people will be enough to scare the shit out of those five thousand people!"

When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter.

Li Guangli also smiled coldly. He claimed to be a smart man.

This time, even though he knew that the people chosen by Emperor Jing were all disaster victims, he still used all his strength to find warriors who had experienced many battles!

I didn’t just pick on some random people because of verbal disdain.

after all……

This matter is of great importance. Since the crown prince has been deposed, His Majesty is already old, and there has been no major trouble in the capital before.

According to what Liu Quti told me, I can mention it appropriately and appoint a crown prince as soon as possible!

This is also the wish of all officials.

Therefore, although he was very cautious from beginning to end this time, he would not allow any accidents to occur.

Now, hearing everyone's "indifference", he smiled appropriately:

"We can fight ten with one, that's for sure, but in order to finish this faster, send out more scouts this time. Even though we are separated, we must ensure that we can support each other within an hour... no! Within half an hour..."

"promise!"

When everyone heard this, they understood what Li Guangli meant.

Suddenly, five thousand troops dispersed instantly.

At first, Li Guangli simply divided them into three teams, staring at the footprints, and went in other directions.

However, Shanglinyuan is neither big nor small.

The pursuit of five thousand men and horses, although not like a stone dropped into the sea, was at least like a stone dropped into a lake.

As they continued to chase, they soon discovered that the footprints had changed again and separated from the front again...

Everyone wants to make a contribution, and capturing Emperor Jing’s grandson is the greatest achievement!
present.

The three teams separated.

It has completely become six teams!
……

And at this time.

If you look down from the entire sand table.

It can be found that within the past two hours, the flag that originally represented the escape of "Emperor Jing's grandson" and the flag of Li Guangli's pursuit were all gone.

It's completely messed up!

The thousand-man team of Emperor Jing's grandson was running in the front, but when they were halfway, they suddenly separated... and rushed to the left and right.

But soon, at a certain point, they will suddenly change direction and run forward.

One thousand-man team is like this, and if five thousand-man teams are like this...

The middle and lower half of the sand table were almost entirely filled with scattered red flags representing Emperor Jing's grandson, and behind them was the black flag of Li Guangli.

Since they were pursuers, they could only follow the footprints. However, from the sand table, they almost "collided" several times, but because of the footprints, they suddenly staggered...

Even if there are scouts!
We are all riding horses, so who is much faster than who?

Even in the end, even the most familiar Qimen Camp and Yulin Guards, who served as messengers, had longer and longer intervals between their trips back and forth...

The situation on the entire sandbox has become completely chaotic.

"This……"

At this moment.

The officials who were discussing before began to smile less when Emperor Jing's grandson divided the troops.

Until you see the situation is getting increasingly out of control.

The battle, which was originally scheduled to end within two hours, seemed to be taking longer and longer.

Even after seeing the whole "messy" sandbox.

Someone was already quite angry and asked, "Is the only thing that Emperor Jing can do is to escape? Could it be that he really escaped from Shanglin Garden during this period of time?"

"And dividing the troops...don't you know this is the biggest risk!"

If this kind of voice appeared before, someone would quickly respond.

However, now, some ministers have regained their senses and some even sat up in shock, slapping their thighs.

"It's not right to go on like this. Although dividing the troops is dangerous, don't forget that among the five thousand troops of Emperor Jing's grandson, there are two Lang Lings from the Qimen Camp! And there are also one hundred Yulin orphans!"

"They grew up in Shanglin Garden and are familiar with every plant and tree here. With them leading the way, we might be able to escape..."

"So, this grandson of the Emperor Jing also took advantage of the geographical advantage?"

"So when will this run end?"

For an instant.

All the officials were speechless.

Before, all of Emperor Jing’s grandchildren were blessed by God.

He said he prayed for rain and even God was on his side.

I thought that this time the advantage would be limited to Shanglinyuan, and the situation where God would take sides would not happen again.

But now take a look.

The geographical advantage is right again.

However, despite this, their original views will not change.

"Escape? Again, how long can they escape? I don't believe it. They can run away at full speed without food or water. Can those horses bear it?"

"Even if they brought dry food, there would be fodder in Shanglinyuan. But after such a long raid, they would not have time to eat, and their horses would not be able to replenish their energy. None of them could hold on."

"When the time comes, I think it will be effortless for General Ershi."

Next to Prime Minister Liu Quti, an official even said: "If I were General Ershi, I would simply send out a large number of scouts at any stage to let the army rest..."

"After a while, recall the scouts and send another group of people to continue the pursuit."

"It even creates the illusion that they are continuing to chase wildly."

“Wait until Grandson Jing can no longer hold on, then gather our strength and decide the outcome with one move!”

Hear this.

Next to Liu Che, Huo Guang and others also agreed that this was almost the simplest and most effective method, which was to respond to all changes with remaining still.

If Li Guangli realized that the people Liu Jing brought were disaster victims, they would definitely not have enough energy to go back and forth several times...

And while I was thinking this.

But suddenly, the messenger who had been away for a long time finally brought news.

"Report! Emperor Jing's grandson and the others have slowed down. It looks like they are preparing for... the final battle?"

It was obvious that the messenger himself was not sure about the last message.

As he spoke, the latter also came closer to the sand table and gave more detailed information. Suddenly, the situation on the sand table became particularly clear...

But watch and watch.

Prime Minister Liu Quti's face turned extremely ugly.

Even the official who had just proposed that solution was completely dumbfounded.

Looking at the sand table... I don't know when, the army of Emperor Jing's grandson completely stopped in an area that was not affected - the surrounding areas were all the places where the alchemists once lived.

And what Li Guangli's army was chasing was actually the small group he had sent out!

(End of this chapter)