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The camp of the Shu army.

In the king's tent, Gou Jian was pacing in the tent, his eyes glancing at the map from time to time, and he couldn't suppress anxiety between his eyebrows.

After pacing for a long time, Gou Jian sat back on the throne, drank a glass of wine on the desk, and let out a helpless sigh when the cup was put back on the desk.

Gou Jian is indeed very helpless, to be precise, he is still very depressed.

He originally pointed out that Meng Huo's 50,000 barbarian army could repel the powerful Wei army, and no matter how bad it was, he would have to hold Jiangyang, and drag it until the pottery merchant was short of grain and grass, and was forced to retreat to Wei.

At that time, the Wei soldiers retreated, and the strength of the barbarian army was also weakened, so he could easily play Meng Shu to death, hug Zhurong, a beauty, and completely solve the hidden dangers of the Southern Barbarians, which is really a good thing in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that the bright prospects designed by Fa Zheng for Gou Jian were lost a few days ago.

Gou Jian really didn't expect that the pottery merchants could be so strong, they broke the Shu army one after another, and even the powerful war elephant army was defeated by him, and in less than a month, he killed Meng Shu's lost soldiers, leaving only more than 10,000 soldiers and horses, and retreated in Jiangyang, and had to send Li Hui to ask him for help.

Gou Jian was completely shocked, and in desperation, he could only immediately change his plan to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and immediately set up troops from Wuyang City to go south and go to Jiangyang to rescue Meng Shu.

Gou Jian had no choice, once Jiangyang City fell, hundreds of thousands of Wei troops would completely enter the Shuzhong Plain, and the troops would approach Wuyang, the last barrier south of Chengdu.

And Wuyang City is located in the plain area, almost no danger to fear, with the more than 30,000 soldiers and horses in his hand, how can he withstand the onslaught of more than 100,000 Wei troops.

Therefore, Gou Jian had to save Meng Shu no matter what, and only in Jiangyang did he have the hope of cooperating with the outside and forcing the potters to retreat.

Traveling all the way, sixty miles to the southeast, is Jiangyang City.

"King, relax, Meng Huo still has 10,000 soldiers and horses, plus Wu Yi's 3,000 soldiers and horses, it shouldn't be a problem to hold on until we arrive." Fa Zheng saw Gou Jian's anxiety, so he said with relief.

"I hope so......" Gou Jian breathed a sigh of relief, held the wine glass in his hand tightly, and said hatefully: "Potter, this time this king will personally go out, and he will never let you take Jiangyang, never!" ”

"Report-" The scout's hurried cry interrupted Gou Jian's thoughts.

Everyone's nerves immediately tensed, and they looked at the panting scout uneasily.

The scout hurriedly entered, with a solemn face, and shouted in a trembling voice: "King, Jiangyang is urgent, the pottery merchant has broken through Jiangyang City yesterday, Meng was captured, Wu Yi surrendered to Wei, and the Jiangyang defenders were annihilated!" ”

Thundered!

A thunderbolt mercilessly slammed into the big tent, and in an instant, the monarchs and ministers of Shu were all petrified.

Gou Jian's face was distorted in shock, Fa Zheng was stunned, and Zhang Ren, Huang Quan, Li Yan and other civil and military officials of Shu were all stunned.

On the faces of every Shu people, from the king to the soldiers, the word "horror" is written on their faces.

Deathly silence.

Then the whole tent exploded like a pot, and fell into an unprecedented uproar.

"How could this be, how could Jiangyang City fall so quickly!?" Gou Jian was the first to wake up, jumped up from his throne, and snatched the battle report from the scout's hand.

On the battle report, how Wu Yi secretly communicated with the Wei State, opened the east gate, and let the Wei army enter the city in a big way, and how Meng Yu escaped and was captured, it could not be clearer in black and white.

Although the truth is cruel, it is the truth, and there is no room for disbelief.

The silk book information in his hand fell out of his hand, Gou Jian was stunned, staggered back a few steps, and sat on the throne with a butt.

Fa Zheng also woke up from the shock at this time, got up and stepped forward, picked up the information tremblingly, and looked at it carefully several times, Fang Shi accepted this cruel truth.

"I didn't expect it, this potter is so strong, we all underestimate him, we all underestimate him......" Fa Zheng shook his head and sighed again and again.

At this time, Gou Jian suddenly remembered something again, and asked urgently: "What about Zhu Rong, then Zhu Rong can escape?" ”

The scout hurriedly said: "It is written in the intelligence that Zhu Rong was also captured alive by the pottery merchant." ”

Gou Jian's body was shocked again, he jumped up again, recaptured the information, and looked carefully, only to find that he had missed a few lines, it turned out that it was not only Meng Shu who was captured, but even Zhu Rong, the first beauty and the first martial artist in Nanzhong, was also captured by the pottery merchant.

In an instant, Gou Jian's heart was full of colic, and a sense of shame and indignation surged up.

She was the first beauty in Nanzhong, the woman he took a fancy to, and the concubine he appointed, but she was captured by the sworn enemy of the potter.

I'm afraid that at this moment, Zhu Rong has been defiled by the potter and surrendered to the crotch of the potter......

"Hateful, pottery thief, you even have the woman of this king-" Gou Jian gritted his teeth, and he had to bite bloodshot between his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyeballs were about to burst out.

Jiangyang City fell, the door of the Chengdu Plain was wide open, and even the woman he liked was captured by the potters, and he lost his land and women.

In the king's tent, there was a sigh and gloom, and the mood of panic and panic was like a plague among the monarchs and ministers of Shu State, frantically contagious.

In the silence, Fa Zheng took a deep breath and said silently: "Jiangyang has been broken, the invading army of Wei will be unstoppable, straight into the Chengdu Plain, for today's plan, we can only stick to Wuyang with all our strength, if Wuyang is not guaranteed, Chengdu will be finished." ”

……

Jiangyang City, the city is full of fragrance, echoing with laughter, and the carnival is still continuing.

This city has been broken, the terrain ahead will be flatter and flatter, and the Shu army no longer has enough troops and dangers to be able to block the advance of the Great Wei.

The pottery merchants were not in a hurry to march into the army, but only ordered the army to rest in Jiangyang City for a few days to restore the physical strength and morale of the soldiers, and then drove north to Wuyang, the last city leading to Chengdu.

It was another wine banquet, and the generals drank until the bright moon hung high, and then dispersed.

The potter was drunk for seven or eight minutes, and he was not satisfied, and suddenly remembered that he still had two people to deal with, so he called the former Zhurong and Meng Shu, and they came to the hall one after another.

A moment later, Zhu Rong was led into the lobby first.

The potter raised his eyes and couldn't help but light up.

Today's Zhu Rong has been forcibly taken off by those fierce maids, and changed into Han women's costumes, under the light of the lights, the plump but slender body, the beautiful but cold face, the exotic temperament, every inch of skin, make the potter have a sense of freshness, and the fire in his heart is quietly ignited.

"What are you looking for me to do, do you want to kill me, if you want to kill me, hurry up, I Zhu Rong will never frown!" Zhu Rongxing stared at the potter, her beautiful face was flushed, and she had a generous momentum to die.

Obviously, this No. 1 beauty in Nanzhong is still full of hostility towards the potter, and her attitude is still 108,000 miles away from the "willingness" that the potter hopes.

However, this "distance" is nothing, once upon a time, Jiangdong bowed waist Ji Sun Shangxiang's pungency, no less than her Zhurong, after a few months, was not also the potter **, almost willing to marry him.

The more fierce and spicy a woman is, the more she will have a sense of accomplishment when she conquers it.

And today, it is the first step for the potters to conquer Zhurong.

"If this king wants to kill you, he will kill you a long time ago, and he still has to wait until today, and give you good food to drink and wear, and waste food in vain." The potter asked with a sneer.

Zhu Rongfeng's body was shocked, and he glared and asked, "Then what do you want?" ”

"Don't be excited, don't be nervous, this king has summoned you just to let you watch a good show." The corners of the potter's mouth raised slightly, and he brushed his hand and said: "Go, go to the side hall and sit, just watch the play, without the order of the king, don't make a sound." ”

Zhu Rong looked at the side hall, and a fox suspicion appeared on his beautiful face, I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the potter's gourd.

The door of the hall was closed, leaving only a few gaps, enough for Zhu Rong to see the front line of the hall clearly.

"This little lewd thief, what is his idea, what does he want me to see......" Zhu Rongku sat in the side hall, staring at the potter in the main hall with his eyes slippery, muttering in his mouth.

Suddenly, she thought of something, her apricot eyes were like, her plump body trembled slightly, and a trace of bad feeling flashed in her eyes.

The sound of footsteps sounded again, and a man in tattered clothes, with a gray face and broken arms, was dragged in from outside the hall by several Wei pawns and thrown in front of the pottery merchant's steps.

Zhu Rong'er was suddenly shocked, his breathing immediately accelerated, and his hands clenched into fists.

She had already recognized at a glance that the miserable man was Meng Shu.

Meng Shu, who was lying on the ground, supported his stump with his head, straightened up with difficulty, looked up, and when he saw the potter, his body suddenly shook violently, and his gray eyes burst out with endless fear.

That kind of look is like seeing a demon king.

"Why, it's only been less than a day, and you don't know this king so soon?" The potter looked down at Meng Shu and asked coldly.

Meng Huo's frightened body trembled, and he suddenly woke up, and he hurriedly knocked on the ground with his forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "Meng Huo, the criminal minister of Nanzhong, meet the king." ”

Once upon a time, the barbarian king who was majestic and said that he wanted to be the hero of Shuzhong and did not put the potter in his eyes at all, but now he is so humble and lying on the ground to worship, and the bearing of the king of the southern barbarians has long been annihilated.

"Meng Shu, this king warned you a long time ago and asked you to go back to Nanzhong with your people, but you just didn't listen, you have to fight against this king to the end, now, what else do you have to say." The potter's eyes were like blades, and his tone was full of murderous intent.

The more Meng Huo listened, the more panicked he became, and hurriedly defended: "The king forgives the sin, and it is also because his nephew was detained by that Liu Zhang, and he was threatened by Liu Zhang, so he had to offend the king as a last resort, please forgive the king, please be merciful." ”

Meng was humbly begging for mercy, and blamed the reason for his nephew being detained by Liu Zhang, every word, Zhu Rong heard it clearly, and she was as gloomy as iron as she listened, and her eyes were filled with deep contempt.

She clearly remembered that when Meng Shu told him what he was thinking, he didn't care about the life or death of his son and nephew, and the reason why he dealt with the potters for Liu Zhang was nothing more than to accumulate capital to dominate Nanzhong.

If Meng Shu can show a little bit of the spirit of the king of the Southern Barbarians, and would rather die than give in, even if he is killed by the pottery merchant, Zhu Rong will regard him as a hero.

Zhu Rong never thought that Meng Shu would be so cowardly and weak, and his dignity was so wagging his tail and begging for mercy from the potter, just to survive.

At this moment, Meng Huo was originally in Zhu Rong's heart, the heroic image of a hero, collapsed, and collapsed to the point that there was not even a bit of scum left.

Annoyed and disappointed, Zhu Rong secretly gritted his teeth and scolded: "Oh, Meng Huo, you cowardly and shameless guy, I, Zhu Rong, am really blind, how did I take a fancy to you in the first place and choose you to be my fiancé!" ”