Zhong Hui felt bitter in his heart, but couldn't express it.

He cursed that it must be the spies of the Shu Kingdom, but as he looked around, the rear army was entirely filled with soldiers wearing Wei uniforms. There was a group of raggedly dressed soldiers leading the escape.

In his hands, it seemed to be Deng Ai's troops—

Oh, it turned out to be this old man!

As the front of the army fled, those behind them immediately followed suit. Their fighting spirit had already been lost, and their defeat was only a matter of time.

Moreover, the treacherous terrain of Jiange Pass, with its narrow paths and deep ravines, caused countless casualties as they trampled over each other. It was even more brutal than the Huarong Road, and the number of dead and injured was beyond calculation.

But... it's okay. As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood to burn.

At this moment, Zhong Hui didn't care about anything else, he just exerted all his strength to move forward—

Hasn't Hanzhong already surrendered? We have also captured the cities of Hanle and Hanzhong. Even if we have suffered losses, at least we have gained territory.

However, before reaching Yangping Pass, the army had already lost more than half of its forces.

Zhong Hui didn't dare to waste time and gather his troops. He headed straight for Yangping Pass.

As long as they entered the pass.

Everything would be fine!

But after running day and night, when he arrived at the outskirts of the pass in a sorry state, he could already hear the thunderous sounds of killing.

Yangping Pass, which had surrendered, had long changed hands, and the one in the middle was unexpectedly Jiang Wei, who should have been guarding Jianmen Pass!

Something was wrong! Something must be wrong!

Zhong Hui wanted to turn back, but behind him were Wei soldiers constantly surging forward, and even further back, there were two squads of elephant soldiers.

It's over...