Chapter 362

“Not to mention, Changping is not far from Xianyang, we only need to send two or three elite cavalry to Xianyang to report the situation, it doesn’t matter!”

“Yes!”

Bai Qi’s decision made these ordinary Qin soldiers feel their blood boil, and their morale was high.

……

On the Changping battlefield, the slaughter gradually ceased, leaving only corpses all over the ground.

Here, blood gathered into a river, staining the entire Changping red.

“Retreat!”

Zhao Zhu stood on the carriage, looking ahead, and ordered indifferently.

“Retreat!”

On the Zhao side, Zhao Zhu and Li Mu personally led the soldiers to begin retreating.

Soon, the Zhao army retreated across the board, leaving only corpses all over the ground.

Not long after, a carriage slowly drove near the Changping battlefield.

This was a carriage, but it was not an ordinary carriage; it was pulled by four fine horses, and the carriage body was specially made, extremely sturdy, so even the Qin cavalry could not destroy this carriage.

And on this carriage sat a young man with a firm face, revealing an heroic spirit between his brows.

This person was none other than Xiang Yan.

“General!”

The Chu scout ran over and said respectfully: “Zhao Zhu has already led his troops to retreat.”

“Retreated!” Xiang Yan’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he said: “Since they have retreated, let’s leave quickly.”

“Ah?” The scout was stunned and asked suspiciously: “General, the situation on the Changping battlefield has not been completely controlled yet. Leaving now might not be appropriate.”

“If we don’t leave, once the Qin army surrounds the Zhao army, the risk of us being exposed will greatly increase. By then, once discovered by the Qin army, whether we leave or not will not be up to us.” Xiang Yan shook his head.

The scout fell silent, and finally nodded: “I understand, I will go and arrange it now.”

“Hmm!”

Xiang Yan nodded and said: “Go and arrange it quickly!”

“Yes!” The scout responded and hurried away.

Soon, the scout returned.

“General, everything is ready!”

“Good, let’s set off.”

Faint words came from the carriage.

Xiang Yan knew that the Qin State was powerful now, and if they wanted to stifle it, the Zhao State was the cannon fodder everyone pushed out.

Only when the Zhao State consumed the Qin State’s strength could the other five states form a joint alliance to surround and attack the Qin State.

After all, this was still an era where everyone wanted to save face; to send troops, one must have a bright and beautiful name.

At this time, almost everyone in the world had their eyes on the Battle of Changping.

Once the Qin State won, the Qin State would then annex the Zhao State and become the most powerful empire in the world.

Even Liyang could not shake it in the slightest.

In the Half-Moon Inn, Su Hang still sat steadily on the fishing platform.

Judging from the verification over this period, history, for now, still could not be changed.

He concluded that no matter what efforts Bai Qi made, he could not change history.

His prediction would definitely come true.

Therefore, he was not worried at all.

“Young Master, news has come from Changping again, the Qin State currently occupies an absolute advantage.”

“Oh?” Su Hang was slightly stunned, then laughed and said: “This is within my expectations.”

Although the Qin army suffered heavy losses in this battle, it was a matter of course that they would win in the end, after all, the main force of the Zhao State had been completely wiped out.

In this case, as long as the Qin State gave the Zhao State a little more breathing room, the Zhao State would soon be able to recover its vitality.

But these had nothing to do with him.

Time flew by, and the Battle of Changping came to an end.

In the end, after the Qin army besieged the city for two months, Zhao Zhu led the Zhao army out to surrender.

Bai Qi buried forty thousand soldiers alive.

This news had already spread, immediately causing a massive uproar throughout the Wu Lin.

Zhao Guo had actually been defeated!

This was like a bolt from the blue.

The speed of Qin's rise had surpassed everyone's estimates.

In a mere ten years, from nothing to something, from a scattered mess to rapidly organizing troops and expanding—if Qin was still considered a land of barbarians a year ago, then now, it was a true powerhouse.

Especially after briefly intimidating the surrounding feudal lords, causing them not to dare offend, or even to submit.

Qin's territory had expanded rapidly over these ten years; now, it stood shoulder-to-shoulder with the old hegemon, Liyang.

Yet, due to Bai Qi’s act of burying four hundred thousand soldiers alive, he became an object of hatred for everyone in an instant.

Even if this man had once been the God of War they revered.

No one knew what was in Bai Qi’s mind when he issued that order that day.

They only knew that on the second day after the Qin army returned to Qin, news spread.

Bai Qi was stripped of his title of Great Liangzao, retaining only the rank of State Commandant and the title of Lord Wu’an.

After that, no more news of Bai Qi was heard.

No one knew that at this moment, he was sitting across from Su Hang.

In the Half-Moon Inn, Su Hang calmly poured a cup of hot tea for Bai Qi.

"General, you have had a hard journey. Drink a cup of hot tea."

In just a few short months, Bai Qi seemed to have aged over a decade.

Looking at the steaming tea before him, after a long while, Bai Qi slowly picked it up, took a sip, and stared intently at Su Hang, his voice hoarse: "Mr. Su, is there truly such a thing as a god with the power of foresight in this world?"

"Perhaps!"

Hearing this question, Su Hang did not hesitate and said: "Perhaps there are gods in some corner of this world. But what I can be certain of now is that I am not the god you speak of!"

"You are not?" Bai Qi was startled. He knew this was Su Hang refusing to answer him, but he still would not give up and continued to press: "Then why are you able to achieve this level?"

Su Hang pondered for a moment before saying: "Fate."

"Fate?"

Bai Qi frowned and muttered, then suddenly looked up at Su Hang, his eyes filled with surprise.

Foresight is a metaphysical art, but metaphysical arts are also scientific arts.

The principle of foresight is simple: it is using a certain object or event to influence the development of another, or rather, to interfere with another matter.

Any such matter carries certain limitations.

For instance, there are some things that even if someone knows, they cannot prevent.

Bai Qi clearly understood Su Hang’s meaning and pondered for a moment: "Foresight has traces to follow, but this is still too inconceivable."

"This is nothing. One day, from the extreme east to the extreme north of the world, a distance of tens of thousands of miles, people will be able to reach it in a few days relying on their own strength."

Listening to Su Hang’s words, Bai Qi felt a sense of longing: "If what you say is true, Mr. Su, that would truly be a miracle."

Su Hang smiled: "There are all sorts of strange things in the world. If one has not seen them with their own eyes, who would believe them?"

"Hehe, you are right, Mr. Su." Bai Qi gave a bitter smile, then raised his head, took a deep breath, and said: "As you said, Qin stands at the peak of victory, but I have become the target of public criticism. To silence the masses, Bai Qi has only one end."

"Your calculations are divine, Mr. Su! Bai Qi admires you!"

Su Hang did not speak, waiting quietly for Bai Qi’s follow-up.

"To have known you in this life, Mr. Su, is enough for Bai Qi." **CHAPTER 643**