The entire Yecheng was tossed out by Chen Chen, and the mourning orchestra was a little calm.

But although it is said that this music is yin and yang.

But there are still people who can hear a little difference from the music.

In the middle of an elegant ancient house in Yecheng, there is a courtyard.

There was a tree in the courtyard, and there was a well under the tree, and there were people by the well.

Two young girls, one older and one younger, were chatting with the piano by the well.

They didn't seem to be affected by the chaos that filled every corner of the world, but continued to stroke the strings, feeling the music from their souls.

"It's a very good song, but it's the melody that always makes people feel sad."

is petite, it should be a sister, but her cold and indifferent temperament is more like a sister.

She heard her sister's emotion, and shook her head slightly without a trace.

"I don't know if it's blowing well, but it's true that I didn't have a good heart."

Different from the sky blue dress worn by this cold little Lori, my sister is wearing a warm yellow dress, the wooden comb in her hand gently slides over her long hair, a pair of smiling eyes make people feel gentle, she looks at her sister, all spoiled.

It seems that the coldness of this little Lori is warm in her eyes.

Maybe it's her aura, she gives people the feeling that she is a little warm sun, gentle and kind.

"Where is there anything bad in this world?"

Zhen Jiang reached out and rubbed his sister's hair.

Although Zhen Mi frowned and pouted, she didn't make any dodge moves.

If it were someone else, she would have avoided it with an unkind face.

Zhen Jiang is the only one who can rub her hair so wantonly.

"And ah, that's what you say, what are you doing with your hands?"

Zhen Jiang stared at Zhen Mi with a pair of smiling eyes, and she was a little overwhelmed.

Although Zhen Mi was saying in his mouth just now that the sound of this flute was not good, the strings in his hand unconsciously catered to the melody of this flute.

Although the person who played the flute did not know the existence of this sound.

But like Zhen Jiang, you can hear that Zhen Mi's piano sound can still fit the sound of this flute very well.

In the midst of the roaring war drums and the terrible wails, the sound of the flute and the sound of the piano is the sound that makes people yearn for it.

And it's okay for a short time.

But after a long time, this kind of mournful flute sound is easy to make people feel all kinds of negative and pessimistic emotions in their hearts.

Especially in this world, with physical skills and spiritual power as support, Chen Chen will not feel how tired he is at all.

And even if he was tired, he would take a break and let them make the sound effect bigger and move on.

And so on and so forth.

It's always capable of driving people crazy.

In fact, the morale of the defenders of Yecheng slowly fell in this kind of music that could barely be called music, and the people of Yecheng also complained about the current living situation.

This is something they haven't broken out yet.

However, looking at it from a distance, it can also be detected that the entire Yecheng is obviously in a state of low mood.

It's an outrageous feeling, but it's noticeable about the change in popularity.

The chatter of the Zhen sisters is just a small scene in this Ye City.

However, in the city government, the situation is much worse than before.

In the chamber, there was silence.

These people are the talents that Han Fu was able to collect after stabilizing the situation in Yecheng.

But they didn't have anyone to talk to, and no one had any good way to deal with the situation.

And they can only let Chen Chen's flute sound and the neat war drums and noisy cries baptize their ears.

"None of you have a solution to this?"

Han Fu frowned and asked everyone, he hoped that someone would volunteer to solve this situation at this time, otherwise if it continued like this, it was possible that the people of Yecheng would change and overthrow themselves directly, and then welcome Liu Bei and them in to eliminate the current trouble.

The generals and the group looked at each other.

Where have they ever seen anything like this?

This pattern of warfare is unheard of and unseen.

They simply don't have any good solutions to solve this situation.

All they can do is keep silent.

"Hmmm......"

Pan Feng really couldn't stand this atmosphere, he stood up from the side and hugged Han Fu with his fist.

"My lord, as far as I can see, the key point in this matter lies in the strange big hat on the dirt slope, and if you want to solve this situation, you have to destroy the big hat."

Han Fu nodded.

is still Pan Feng reliable, worthy of his trust in him so much.

"I've been observing for a few days, and although the state army is disciplined and well-prepared, their defense against this big hat at night is very weak."

"As long as I go out of the city with a light horse at night, I will take the big hat directly, and I will rush back as soon as I burn the big hat."

Pan Feng's expression was serious, the plan was rigorous, and he had indeed done a detailed investigation and understanding, and he had also simulated and planned it in his heart for a long time, thinking that this plan was feasible.

And his observation was not confused, he really found that the barracks of the state army was a little far away from the strange big hat, and there was really no one guarding there, and the terrain around it was flat, and it was unlikely that many people could be hidden.

So it is unlikely that there will be ambushes.

Then his own plan is feasible, as long as his light cavalry runs fast enough.

The only thing he is worried about now is whether Zhao Yun's White Horse Army and Zhang Liao's Bingzhou Wolf Rider will find out fast and catch up and fight.

Han Fu listened to Pan Feng's plan and estimated the feasibility of this operation in his heart.

"Let's go and have a look at the walls."

Han Fu thought for a moment, and asked Han Zhang to be sent to the city wall together, and everyone looked at the small dirt slope in the distance to see the situation.

At this time, Liu Bei was still there, "then playing music, then dancing." ”

Chen Chen continued to blow the flute there non-stop.

Han Fu carefully calculated according to the plan proposed by Pan Feng, and found that it was really feasible, and the success rate was not low.

It's just that Han Zhang, who was in a wheelchair, frowned, and he felt that something seemed to be wrong.

It seems that something went wrong.

But he couldn't speak, so he didn't speak. It's just a matter of slowly figuring it out in my heart and figuring out what the situation is.

"Okay, lord, I will take light cavalry to raid tonight, and I hope that the lord will take care and be careful not to let the Bingzhou army take the opportunity to attack the city."

Pan Feng hugged Han Fu and went down to prepare.

"I hope General Pan can succeed in the first battle!"

Han Fu sighed with emotion.

I don't know what the fate of this battle is, he just hopes to be able to defend Yecheng.

And Pan Feng is his biggest reliance.

It was night, the stars were dotted, and the moonlight was not visible.

The night is dark and windy, and it is a good night of killing.

It's just that Pan Feng is not going to kill people tonight, he is going to kill things, he wants to burn that strange big hat in one fell swoop, so that the Bingzhou army has no way to carry out that kind of covering spiritual bombardment on Yecheng again.

If you don't look carefully, maybe no one will be able to spot this small-scale cavalry led by Pan Feng.

But if you have pointed ears, you can hear them.

Pan Feng came out of Yecheng.

He cautiously looked at the military camp in the distance.

It was brightly lit, and if you got closer, you would be shot into a sieve by the vigilant guards.

However, Pan Feng didn't take that way, he chose to bypass, and after burning the strange big hat, he chose the shortest distance to rush back to the city.

The light cavalry he led was the best of the best.

They're not going to go wrong at this point.

The horses are also muzzled and do not make a sound.

On the plain before Yecheng, there may only be sporadic horses' hooves.

This is actually quite obvious at night.

But Pan Feng didn't have time to care about this.

It is necessary to destroy the criminal work of the state army when it is not making trouble at night, so that they can return to the normal mode of war.

At that time, he will be able to use his command ability and force to defend Yecheng.

Mental warfare, he really can't stand it, and he can't play it.

Everything is going well.

Pan Feng's light cavalry easily raided within a mile of the dirt slope, and at this time, it only took a few more moments to get to the strange big hat, and Pan Feng also shouted softly for the soldiers to take out the torches and fire folds prepared in advance, and light the fire before they arrived.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a burst of fire appeared in front of the wooden loudspeaker of the Bingzhou army, Pan Feng and the others did not encounter any obstruction, and this firelight also helped them to illuminate the nearby situation, and there was no ambush.

It's just that this sudden fire naturally attracted the attention of the military camp of the Bingzhou Army.

Pan Feng could already hear the whistling in the barracks of Bingzhou.

That's a sign that the army is ready to go!

You have to be faster!

Rush!

Pan Feng subconsciously clamped the horse, so that the horse increased a little speed again, and he also lit up his professional card, choosing to increase a little more.

They finally approached the trumpet, and succeeded in throwing the torch into the artifact.

Seeing the strange big hat burning in front of him, Pan Feng smiled with relief.

"Quick! Return! ”

After Pan Feng laughed, he immediately turned his horse's head, beckoned the light cavalry he brought out, and hurried back to the city.

It's not that I'm worried about getting caught or something.

He was even more worried that the state army would take this opportunity to directly start attacking the city, so that the defenders of Yecheng would not be able to deal with it.

"Kill!"

He had already heard the voice of the White Horse Army rushing out of the barracks of the Bingzhou Army, and the uniform shouts made him even more anxious.

Make sure to make it back to town!

The plain before Yecheng.

A knight's chase begins.

It's just that this prelude hasn't been opened for long, and this chase has ended.

Because Han Zhang had already arranged for someone to pick up Pan Feng.

When Zhao Yun's White Horse Army approached Pan Feng's light cavalry, they were already only two miles away from the gate of Yecheng, and the archers who had been arranged on the walls of Yecheng were also firing a volley at the White Horse Army.

In order to avoid the salvo, Zhao Yun, who was unwilling to lose any of the White Horse Army soldiers, could only change direction with the White Horse Army.

Let Pan Feng and them go.

"Thanks to General Pan!"

Han Fu didn't rest, and waited for Pan Feng in the city all the time.

They stood on the ramparts, looking at the strange big hat that was burning from afar, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Pan Feng's breath was short, but a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

None of them, the highest-ranking guys in Yecheng now, went back to rest

Instead, they accompanied each other, standing at the head of the wall of Yecheng, looking out.

They wanted to see the artifact that had been bothering them for so long being swallowed up by the flames little by little.

Inch by inch, it dissipates between heaven and earth.

Let them breathe a sigh of relief and prepare for the decisive battle.

And during this period of time, there has been no reply from Zhang Yan, and there is no news from the envoy.

Han Fu suspected that they were already more than lucky, so he was also prepared for the worst.

That is, Zhang Yan may not interfere anymore and wants to be a fisherman.

Because of the friction and struggle between Zhang Yan and Liu Bei, Han Fu still knew about it, so he didn't think that Zhang Yan would cooperate with Liu Bei or join Liu Bei.

In fact, Han Fu's judgment is half correct and half incorrect.

That is, the missions he sent out were indeed already swinging in the underworld.

However, it is not impossible for Zhang Yan to cooperate with Liu Bei.

A certain great man said it well.

There are no eternal friends, no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

If you can't be friends, you can only say that you haven't given enough benefits.

If you will become an enemy, it means that you have taken too much of the interests of others.

Han Fu doesn't quite understand this at the moment.

But it's okay, as long as this thing that brings psychological oppression to the entire Yecheng disappears, then Yecheng's city defense strength and grain and grass reserves can still last for a while.

Everyone smiled and looked at the fire in the distance.

But there was one who seemed to understand something, and his eyes were full of horror.

This person is Han Zhang.

He suddenly realized a problem that had been overlooked.

Although that strange object was put out by the state army.

But the magic sound that has been wandering in Yecheng for a short period of time is really generated by that artifact?

Moreover, is there only one artifact, and there is no substitute?

You must know that if the state army can make one, then it will naturally be able to create a second, right?

What happened next proved that he was not wrong.

The fire kept on until the morning sun rose, and the fire disappeared.

It must have been burned.

But what made Han Fu stunned and desperate.

It was they who saw a team coming out of the barracks of the Bingzhou Army, carrying all kinds of materials, and rushed there unhurriedly, removing the original big hat and throwing it aside.

Using the materials they brought out, a new big hat was rebuilt on the spot.

This......

Pan Feng was stunned.

The surprise attack last night was so dangerous, in exchange for the peace of the morning.

He turned his head to look at Han Fu.

He really wanted to ask Han Fu a word.

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