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"The army is coming," a man in black shouted.

Meng You also saw it. A few steps away, Zhang Wei took the lead, holding a long halberd in his hand and galloped at the horse. Several soldiers followed him, dusty and murderous intent.

"retreat"

Meng You shouted and led dozens of men in black to run westward. From outsiders, these men in black escaped in panic and were in a panic. Someone had a headscarf and didn't bother to pick it up. They threw away the weapons in their hands. A group of people were panic like a stray dog.

Zhang Wei was even more excited. He saw clearly that the person he was Meng You. This group of bandits must be Yang Song's private soldiers disguised. He shouted: "Brothers, chase me."

Several soldiers were so excited that they shouted wildly, and followed Zhang Wei to chase the man in black.

To the west of the pier is a forest, stretching for more than ten miles and only two miles wide. After passing the woods, there are endless fertile fields.

Dozens of men in black fled west along the edge of the woods. Aside from the foot, Zhang Wei led the soldiers to chase after him. When Zhang Wei and several soldiers walked around the woods, they found that the men in black were gone.

Zhang Wei held the war horse and looked around strangely. The soldiers behind him suddenly screamed in panic. When Zhang Wei turned around, he found that behind them there were a black army, with thousands of people, quickly surrounding them.

Zhang Wei was shocked and turned his horse's head. He saw an army breaking out of the woods in front, surrounding them from the front. The two armies quickly closed and surrounded them several people.

Zhang Wei felt something was wrong, and he was about to break through the siege. An arrow shot out, hitting his war horse's neck. The war horse screamed with a tragic sound, and his front hooves jumped high, overturning Zhang Wei to the ground.

At this time, a general came out of the woods, with a white horse and a silver spear, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, looking at him coldly. Zhang Wei shouted in shock: "Who are you?"

The general sneered, "I am Zhao Yun."

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Half an hour later, several of Zhang Wei's soldiers came out from behind the woods, still brightly armored, escorting dozens of men in black, while Zhang Wei was lying on a stretcher, and six soldiers were carrying him back and forth. He was covered with a thick quilt. Below the quilt, Zhang Wei was tied up all over, and there was a thin soldier beside him, pressing his waist with a sharp dagger.

In front of the team were several of Zhang Wei's personal soldiers, including a Junhou. Everyone was escorting the man in black and walked quickly towards the west city gate. The west city gate was closed. Junhou was held hostage by two soldiers and went forward to call the door, "Open the door quickly in the city."

A tooth general looked at it and asked strangely: "What's going on with the general?"

"The general is injured and falls into the water, so open the door quickly."

At this time, Zhang Wei's lips moved, and the sharp dagger immediately pressed against his ribs. The sharp tip penetrated his clothes, making him feel a stinging pain. The soldiers inside whispered and threatened: "If you dare to scream, you will pierce you with one knife."

Zhang Wei bit his lip, and the city gate began to slowly open, and the suspension bridge was lowered. The soldiers rushed into the city with the men in black. When they entered the urn, the inner city gate also opened.

At this time, the general was a little surprised. The soldiers Zhang Wei took out were all his personal confidants. Everyone was familiar with them. He didn't know any of these people when he came back.

He felt suspicious and rushed to the city, blocking Zhang Wei's stretcher at the gate of the inner city. At this time, he saw clearly that except for the few personal soldiers in front, he did not recognize any of the others. Where did Ma Junhou, Yang Tunchang and others go? They clearly went out of the city with Zhang Wei.

He was even more suspicious and stepped forward to salute Zhang Wei, "Where is the general injured?"

Zhang Wei snorted twice and didn't say anything, but he gave Ya Zheng a wink. Seeing that Zhang Wei had a different expression, he stared at the quilt. He felt that there was still someone under the quilt, so he laughed dryly and said, "Wei Zhi can treat diseases, so why not let the general take a look first."

He suddenly grabbed the quilt and suddenly lifted it up. Zhang Wei shouted in horror, "They are Jingzhou Army..."

The shouts behind turned into long screams. The thin soldier pierced his body with a fierce knife, and then turned over and jumped off the stretcher. Several soldiers next to him saw that the disguise was discovered, and they drew their swords and slashed at the tooth general. The tooth general was cut twice on the back, staggered into the city, covered their shoulders and shouted: "They are the enemy."

There was a chaos at the gate of the city. Several soldiers were divided into two groups. The rest of them defended the outer city. The rest pulled out their swords and rushed towards the inner city. More than two defenders in the city also ran down and fought fiercely with Jingzhou. There were loud shouts of killing in the urn.

Zhao Yun led more than 6,000 soldiers to stare at the west city gate in the woods. He suddenly heard the sound of killing in the city. He turned around and shouted loudly: "It's time to break the city. Brothers, kill me."

He waved his silver spear and rushed out first. Six thousand soldiers behind him charged overwhelmingly.

At this time, fierce battles were fierce. Not far from the city was a military camp. More than 2,000 Hanzhong soldiers rushed out of the military camp and rushed towards the west gate. The dense arrows were like locusts and rain, shooting into the city cave, and they were shot to death together with the last dozens of Hanzhong soldiers.

The soldiers of Jingzhou Army had no shields and immediately died and injured their superiors. They crawled and piled up their bodies as meat walls. Everyone hid behind the meat walls and held the city gate tightly.

Only the city gate was creaking and squeaking. The soldiers on the city were desperately blocking the city, but the soldiers in the city cave stuck the city gate with their bodies. The two sides were stalemate.

The same is true for the outer city. The iron chains of the suspension bridge were cut down by the soldiers, and the wedges of the iron chains fell off from the wooden board of the suspension bridge, like two giant snakes dancing in the air. The city gate was blocked by the soldiers with wooden stakes and could not be closed.

The Jingzhou army outside the city was getting closer and closer. Zhao Yun took the lead. When he lifted the reins, the war horse jumped into the outer city like a cloud of fog. Arrows like heavy rain roared towards him from the top of the inner city. Zhao Yun waved his silver spear, like pear blossoms flying, dialing the dense arrows, and running towards the inner city without stopping.

He rushed into the inner city like lightning, shouting at the soldiers in the city cave, "Care me to the city."

More than half of the soldiers in Jingzhou in the city cave were killed or injured, and they could no longer support it, but Zhao Yun's courage infected every soldier, and his courage burned in their hearts. They roared, got up one after another, and followed Zhao Yun to kill the city.

Zhao Yun led Yu soldiers to the group of archers. He started killing, like a tiger or a flock of sheep, killing Hanzhong soldiers crying and crying all over the sky. Wherever they pass, those who block others die, and those who block others die. The silver spear smashed the head, the brain cracked, the spear tip pierced the throat, and the corpse was flying high.

This battle made all the soldiers of the Hanzhong army frightened. Zhao Yun's reputation was like a god of killing reincarnation in Hanzhong. Those who heard it were disgusted. With 6,000 Jingzhou soldiers rushing into the inner city, Nanzheng City, which was claimed by Zhang Lu, was finally lost.

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At this time, Zhang Lu fully believed that Wu Yi was going to withdraw his troops south. He had made plans and prepared to send general Yang Ren to lead an army, walk around Dingjun Mountain, ambush the Yizhou army withdrew, to ambush the retreating Yizhou army, thereby completely defeating Wu Yi's 20,000 troops and taking them into surrendered soldiers.

But at this moment, Zhang Wei was unknown to death. The news of the loss of Nanzheng City was transmitted to the Hanzhong Army camp by the Hanzhong soldiers on the periphery. This news shocked Zhang Lu to his mind, and he did not react for a cup of tea.

When he finally realized that the city had fallen, he fell into a fear he had never experienced before. It was manifested that he was furious and shouting like thunder, drawing out his sword and slashing around, and he slashed the books and tables in the tent into powder.

Not only that, he rushed out of the camp and killed seven or eight personal soldiers in a row, as if he was crazy, until dozens of personal soldiers rushed forward, pressed him tightly, took off his sword, and tied it up with cow tendons. Until then, Zhang Lu was still screaming loudly, his voice became hoarse and foaming at his mouth.

A soldier had already rushed to report Yan Pu, and the news of Nan Zheng's fall also surprised Yan Pu, but he was not as irritated as Zhang Lu.

Without thinking about it, he hurriedly rushed to the central army's tent. At this time, the news of the fall of Nanzheng had quickly spread throughout the military camp. The soldiers in Hanzhong were in panic. Many soldiers' families were in Nanzheng City. Moreover, Zhao Yun led his army to conquer Nanzheng City, which made many soldiers feel extremely desperate.

As soon as Yan Pu came, he saw soldiers with panic on his face, which made his heart even heavier. He realized that they were blinded by Wu Yi's illusion. Yizhou had been occupied by Liu Jing, and Wu Yi also surrendered to the Jingzhou army, so Zhao Yun and he came with him.

Wu Yi used the illusion of withdrawing troops to restrain the main force of the Hanzhong army in Dingjun Mountain, creating an opportunity for Zhao Yun to attack Nanzheng. This is a very clever strategy. There are indeed many capable people in the Jingzhou army. Yan Pu sighed, and he didn't know what to do.

When he arrived at the Central Army camp, Zhang Lu's personal soldiers came up and told him about Zhang Lu's crazy things. Yan Pu nodded, "I understand, you let me see the general."

The personal soldiers surrounded Yan Pu and walked into the tent. At this time, Zhang Lu sat beside the tent, leaning against a box that had been chopped to pieces. He had calmed down, his eyes full of despair, like a wild beast falling into a hunter's trap. Yan Pu sighed and stepped forward and said softly: "General, the situation has not yet reached the time of despair, we still have a chance."

"Chance"

Zhang Lu smiled bitterly and said to himself in a hoarse voice, "I can't see the opportunity or the light. There is only a darkness in front of me, endless darkness, and there is no more, only a grave."

"General, we still have 45,000 troops in our hands, and our troops have not been lost. However, Nanzheng City has been lost and can be recaptured. However, the opponent's troops are not as strong as us, so we really have a chance."

Zhang Lu suddenly broke free from the cow tendon with both hands and grabbed Yan Pu, as if a drowning man grabbed a life-saving wood. He stared at Yan Pu and said, "We still have a chance."

Yan Pu nodded, "There is still a chance"

"Then what should I do, sir, teach me?" Zhang Lu's mind gradually recovered.
Chapter completed!