Linxiang, the head of the city.

At this time, Zhang Xianjun killed like a tide.

"General, isn't that Zhang Xianmo stupid? How did you besiege the city like this? The general was dumbfounded and frowned.

Wen Ping frowned and locked tightly, just wanting to rush to the city in the flesh! It's really whimsical, but he also knows that his hometown has been stolen, and few people can stabilize their position.

Zhang Xian only had two ways at the moment, one of which was to retreat, but the three armies were bound to be defeated, just like Liu Bei lost Xuzhou. The second is to fight to the death, put it to death and live later.

Of course, in his opinion, Zhang Xian is tantamount to a moth to a fire and bring about his own destruction.

Raising his hand, Wen Ping said coldly: "Archers prepare,"

As the words fell, more than a thousand crossbowmen stretched their strings and waited, and the taut strings creaked. When the enemy army arrives, they only listen to the roar of arrows, reaping the lives of countless enemy soldiers.

"Kill, archers cover, foot soldiers knock open the gates for me." Zhang Xian's voice shouted angrily, and he raised his sword to command. He divided the three armies into many parts and attacked in turn.

However, the offensive lasted only two hours.

At this time, thousands of corpses were ambushed under the city, and blood stained the land red, and such an attack had already made them have no fighting spirit, and even began to fight timidly.

"Kill, rush to kill me!" Zhang Xian roared like crazy behind the battle, and even killed several people in a row, but it was still difficult to resist the cowardly retreat.

"Lord, withdraw the troops, if you attack it like this, even if the three armies are all folded here, it will be difficult to break this Linxiang City!" The scribe cried out in pain.

Zhang Xian's eyes were angry, his body was trembling, he looked at the head of the city, his five fingers were clenched angrily, thousands of soldiers and horses were killed under his command, but the head of the city was still commanding with ease.

"He, where did he get so many soldiers and horses?"

Zhang Xian roared, he thought that Zhang Xiu would attack Xiangyang, and there were only a few thousand soldiers and horses under Wen Ping's command, but after attacking for so long, the other party was still calm, and it was definitely not what thousands of people could have.

"My lord, it's not appropriate to attack in a hurry at the moment, it's better to withdraw the army first, set up camp, arrange for the armor to build a siege ladder overnight, and it's not too late to attack tomorrow."

The scribe hurriedly hugged his fists.

Zhang Xian's eyes were red, he stared at the city for a long time, and then turned his head and said, "How many days is the grain and grass of the three armies enough to eat?" ”

"It can be supported for seven days."

"Order the withdrawal of troops." Zhang Xian shouted reluctantly, he had to bow to this reality, it was really useless to go on so recklessly.

"No!" The generals were overjoyed, patted their horses and left, and ordered the three armies.

Linxiang, the head of the city.

Zhang Xian's armor receded like a tide, looking very flustered, and faintly looked like he had lost his armor.

Wen Ping glanced at it, couldn't help sneering, turned his head and shouted: "At this time, the enemy army has been defeated, you dare to go out of the city with me." ”

"The great husband stands in the world, and when he lifts the sword to make immortal achievements, why be afraid?" Without waiting for the Ministry of Civilian Affairs to answer, a sonorous and powerful voice came out.

Wen Ping and the generals looked at it, and saw that the person who was shouting was eight feet long, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, showing his might.

"That's good," Wen Ping laughed heartily, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Seeing your face, who are you?" ”

Wei Yan clenched his fists, neither humble nor arrogant: "Under the command of the original Zhang Xian, the centurion Wei Yan and Wei Wenchang, see the general, I am willing to carry a knife for the general and die in the thief army." ”

"Okay, a little bold." Wen Ping liked it a lot, and immediately said: "Yang Fan, you stay in Linxiang." Li Jiang, quickly go and order 3,000 soldiers and horses, and follow me out of the city. ”

"No!" The two generals should clench their fists and go down.

"Wei Yan, you go out of the city with me!"

"General Xie appreciates!" Wei Yan clenched his fists in response.

In just a moment, the city gate was opened, Wen Ping and other dozens of horsemen lived in front, and thousands of armor soldiers shouted out behind them, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

"Kill !!"

The sound of fighting was all over the sky, and Zhang Xianjun in the distance who was immediately frightened lost his armor.

"Look, my lord, the thief has killed the leader." One of the generals pointed to the rear and shouted.

"Hmph, what about Li Nan, after I left him to lead the army, what about others?" Zhang Xian was angry, the most taboo since ancient times was to retreat and be killed, after all, once the army retreated, it was difficult to organize an attack.

"Lord, Li Nan saw the enemy army rushing out of the city, and he had already run away."

"This waste," Zhang Xian drank violently, then turned his head to look at Wen Ping, killing intent flashed in his eyes, and raised his knife and shouted: "The three armies obeyed the order, rushed back with me, and beheaded the enemy general." ”

The effect is minimal.

"Kill it back, kill it all for me!"

"My lord, this defeat has been decided, it is better to send someone to lead the army and bury it in the dense forest in front, so as to stop the enemy's pursuit." The scribe said eagerly.

Zhang Xian looked back at the menacing thief army, gritted his teeth, and immediately shouted angrily: "Zhang Shu, you immediately rushed to the front to organize the army, led the archers to bury in the dense forest, and chased the soldiers until I shot them with arrows!" ”

"No!" The generals were ordered to leave.

chased and fled, and the Wenpin led the army to cover up more than ten miles, and captured about 2,000 people, which can be said to be a river of blood.

At this time, looking at the dense forest in front of him, Wen Ping's brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

Wei Yan looked at it, stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "General, this is the camphor forest, which stretches for dozens of miles. If it is getting late today, it is not advisable to chase deeply, otherwise you may be ambushed. ”

Wen Ping glanced at Wei Yan appreciatively, and then said: "Wen Chang's words are reasonable, pass the order, and return to the army." Scouts were also sent to probe the enemy camp. ”

"No!" The generals were ordered to leave.

"General, the camphor forest is dozens of miles deep, and now that Zhang Xian has experienced this defeat, it is difficult to become a climate, I am afraid that nearly half of his three armies will be scattered after this camphor forest."

"The general can preach with gongs and drums, but he will not blame the enemy in the past, so the enemy army is bound to collapse, and he will be the first to vote, and it is estimated that in less than ten days, Zhang Xian will be defeated without a fight."

Wei Yan clenched his fists and said in a sonorous voice.

Wen Ping raised his eyebrows slightly, couldn't help but look at Wei Yan twice, and then said: "Wen Chang, I didn't expect that you are not only growing in martial arts, but also proficient in the way of using soldiers. ”

"In this way, you will serve as a subordinate general under my command, and when you meet the lord in the future, I will definitely introduce you to the lord, and I want to come to the lord to improve your ability, and the lord will not be treated badly."

"Subordinate General Xie," Wei Yan looked delighted, he had been in the army for more than a year, and Zhang Xian only appointed him as a centurion, and did not take him on the expedition, which made him very angry.

"Alright, let's go back to the army!"

Wen Ping patted Wei Yan on the shoulder, this person's martial arts and courage are good, I am afraid that his achievements in the future will not be under him.

At the same time, in the dense forest.

Zhang Xianzi looked embarrassed, looked back, and saw that Wen Ping didn't chase after him, so he couldn't help grabbing the water bladder and pouring two mouthfuls of cold water, while he was snorting and panting.

The soul returned to the body, and he opened his eyes to look around, and saw that there were only a few people around him, and he couldn't help but be annoyed, "What about the others?" Are they all dead? ”

The few people who remained bowed their heads and did not say anything, they knew it.

Zhang Xian was irritable, threw the water bladder in his hand aside, and said coldly: "Military Division, how many people are left in the three armies?" How much grain and grass are left? ”

"Huh~," the scribe shook his head and sighed, it was late, everything was late.

"Lord, now the three armies are less than 10,000 people, the grain and grass were lost in the pursuit just now, and the three armies will run out of food tomorrow, lord, come down!"

After listening, Zhang Xian took two steps back.

It's gone, there's nothing, all the soldiers under his command have run away, the military rations will run out again, and there is no way to return to the sky.

"No, I'm not defeated, I'm with Wuling Taishou and even friends, I went west to surrender to him, and he will definitely help me make a comeback." Zhang Xian suddenly said urgently.

It's just that no one will believe what he said.

Wuling is a poor and remote area, with mountains and more than the majority, not to mention the resurgence of Dongshan, I am afraid that it will not be long before it will be leveled by Zhang Xiu.

At this time, Zhang Xian was on his side, and the two generals glanced at each other and nodded heavily.

Just when Zhang Xian wanted to speak, he only felt a stinging pain in his spine, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Slowly bowing his head, a bloody sword came out of his chest, and gurgling blood gushed out like money.

"You, you,"

Zhang Xian slowly turned his head, his pupils widened, but he gradually lost his mind.

"Lord, you forced us to do this, if you don't want to live, don't drag us to die together." Behind Zhang Xian, a general's gaze was gloomy.

After speaking, he drew his sword hard, Zhang Xian fell to the ground softly, and there was no movement after two convulsions.

"You, you—" the scribe was terrified, and wanted to hurry away, "Ah! ”