People are like tigers, horses are like dragons, Wang Li's white horse is as fast as the wind, and soon everyone has gradually rushed to the vicinity of the Zhai River. The water on the Zhai River is surging, the river tide is rolling, and there is no way to reach the opposite bank.

Wang Li snorted coldly, and the Zhongxing sword in his hand was raised high and swung down violently. Thousands of troops stopped by the river with a "whoosh", facing the road they came, with their backs to the Zhai River, looking at Yang Feng and the others like a group of tigers gathered on the hills, their eyes as murderous as the blades in their hands.

"Wang Deyu, I see how you are running now!" The long knife was raised high, and Yang Feng looked at Wang Li's face full of sneers, "Think about how high-spirited and ambitious you were when you waved the male soldier Koutong Pass and pointed your sword at Guanzhong?"

But now? Wang Deyu, when you were on top, did you ever think that you would have such a day, and one day you would be chased by me, a defeated subordinate of the past, like a lost dog with nowhere to live? Wang Deyu, have you ever heard that sentence? ”

"What?"

"Feng Shui takes turns, come to my house this year!"

Yang Feng sneered, and Wang Li had already laughed: "General Yang, General Ben has naturally heard of this. But General Ben has heard another sentence, but I don't know if you have heard it too? ”

"What?"

"Please enter the urn!"

Although he was asking Yang Feng, Wang Li knew that this story was an allusion to the time of Emperor Zetian of the Tang Dynasty, and Yang Feng must not have known it, so he began to explain.

"In ancient times, there was an emperor who suspected that Youcheng was cooperating with a certain general to rebel, so he asked Yushi Zhongcheng to ask the right. The Emperor and the Right were both cool officials who had used false accusations, accusations, and brutal criminal laws to kill many upright civil and military officials and ordinary people.

Yu Shi Zhongcheng knew that Youcheng was a cunning person, and it was impossible to convict him easily. Therefore, in the imperial history, Cheng placed wine at home and invited the right man to the banquet. After three rounds of drinking, Yu Shi Zhongcheng suddenly asked the right man: "Brother, I often encounter some prisoners who don't admit their guilt when they handle cases on weekdays, I don't know what the brother can do?" ’

Then the right man said, 'This is easy, find a large urn, bake it with charcoal around it, and then let the prisoner enter the urn.' Think about it, what prisoner doesn't confess? In the imperial history, Cheng then asked people to bring a large urn, set up charcoal fires around it, and said to the right man: "Someone in the palace has secretly accused you of rebellion, brother, please enter the urn by yourself!" ’

So the right man was frightened, and the wine glass in his hand also fell to the ground, and then he fell to his knees and confessed his guilt again and again. General Yang, General Ben originally planned to give you a chance, but unfortunately you didn't want to grasp it yourself, but you looked like that right man. Therefore, General Ben has no choice but to prepare a big urn for you, and ask General Yang not to push it! ”

"Woooooo

"Kill, kill, kill!"

As soon as Wang Li's words fell, the flag bearer had already blown the horn in his hand. More than 10,000 people and horses came out of the dense forests on both sides of the Zhai River, all of them were full of energy, their faces were full of murderous energy, and the longbows, short crossbows and sharp spears in their hands were straight towards Yang Feng and the others.

"Arrows!"

Wang Li shouted angrily, and thousands of sharp arrows flew out of the tight bowstrings and crossbow machines like locusts, densely covering everyone's heads like dark clouds, staring at everyone coldly and then plunging headlong.

"Shield!"

Yang Feng and Qiao Rui were shocked and hurriedly drank to everyone.

It's a pity that their subordinates are not as elite as Bai Ma Yicong, so like an arm, and they originally planned to sneak attack Wang Li and his party, they don't have many shields in their hands, and they have more bows and crossbows and swords in their hands.

Everyone was able to find so many shields there in a hurry, and they had to force the sharp weapons in their hands to dial back and forth in front of them.

Countless sharp arrows were knocked to the ground by the sword, but many more pierced directly into their bodies, limbs, faces, and hearts.

A burst of tooth-souring bone-deep color sounded, a puff of blood rain splashed, more and more soldiers fell in a pool of blood, and the long dragon behind Yang Feng had begun to collapse piece by piece, and the formation was suddenly incomplete.

"Withdraw!"

The long knife in Yang Feng's hand waved desperately, but Wang Li sneered, and only now did he think of withdrawing, was it too late?

Looking at the soldiers and horses opposite, the coldness on Wang Li's face could penetrate into his bones, and he gently spit out the word "spear" in his mouth!

Suddenly, like a silver bottle, thousands of spears roared towards everyone. The momentum is strong and dense, and although it is not as fast as a sharp arrow, the strength is difficult to resist and daunting.

In the sonorous sound of Jin Ge, the people called the horses neighing, and the stump remains filled the road, and everyone only felt that the chill in front of them and above their heads was pervasive, and the murderous aura was rampant.

The spears were like the scythes of death, and the faces of the people were pale and weak. For a time, the flesh and blood were flying, and the blood was drifting. In just a few moments, more than a thousand people had died under the sharp arrows and spears.

"Withdraw!"

Yang Feng called out again, but he heard a mournful cry beside him, and hurriedly looked at it, only to see that the body of the war horse under the crotch of the bridge on the side was already like a sieve, full of sharp arrows and spears, and blood flowed down the arrows and spears, dyeing the avenue red. Qiao Rui was pressed to the ground by the war horse, gasping for breath.

Yang Feng's heart suddenly chilled, the long knife blocked in front of him, and a spear slammed on the long knife and flew towards the war horse on the ground. Qiao Rui snorted, Yang Feng could no longer care about the general in front of him, pulled out his horse and turned around, and flew straight to the road.

The defeat was like a mountain, Yang Feng fled, where did the soldiers under his command dare to have the slightest delay, quickly turned the horse's head and followed Yang Feng's ass behind his own camp galloped in his own camp, and collided with the generals who were originally behind him, causing a burst of chaos again, hundreds of soldiers fell under the hooves of their comrades, and the whole avenue turned into a pot of paste.

"Kill!"

Wang Li let out a long roar, and the Zhongxing sword swung forward suddenly, Gao Shun and Guan Hai could no longer sit still, and they took the lead and killed in the middle of the avenue.

"Trapped in Lingyun, there is no advance or retreat!"

"Qingzhou boy, the world is all over the world!"

The soldiers trapped in the camp were like competing with the original Qingzhou Yellow Turban, dancing the sword in their hands into a raging wind, rolling through the dense forest and rolling towards the avenue, touching it without death and injury. Yang Feng's military horse immediately hugged his head and ran away, crying his father and calling his mother to flee in all directions.

"Lao Guan, Lao Gao, you two have to leave me a mouthful of soup to drink when you eat meat!"

Zhou Cang smiled, and the white horse under his command came out, like thousands of shepherd dogs waving their hideous minions to drive the remnants of the defeated soldiers all over the mountains back to the edge of the Zhai River again, tightly besieged in the middle of the woods.

"To descend or not to descend?"

Zhou Cang split a lieutenant in front of him into two pieces with a knife, and picked up the head that was soaring in the air

The skull licked the corners of his mouth, and looked at the soldier in front of him fiercely, with a vicious expression like a devil who had just come out of hell.

"Dang!"

One of the soldiers was almost so frightened that he peed his pants, hurriedly threw aside the blade in his hand and squatted on the ground with his hands raised.

Zhou Cang nodded in satisfaction, and his cruel eyes turned to others again. The soldiers instantly felt as if they were being targeted by the devil, and they all shuddered, and squatted in front of the soldier in a similar way.

Surrender and survival are always contagious, and seeing that someone took the lead in surrendering, more and more soldiers joined the surrender camp.

The sound of "Dangdangdang" was endless, and soon several hills were piled up in the encirclement of Wang Li's army, and the soldiers who surrendered also squatted in a circle, just like the game of "throwing handkerchiefs" played by Wang Li when he was a child.

Qiao Rui closed her eyes helplessly, but her heart was like blood.

Even if Yang Feng escaped, but his military horses were only afraid that they would all die here, how should they defend this Yiyang day, and how should they resist Wang Li's soldiers? And Yiyang, the southwest gateway of Huainan is wide open, how should the lord be? The lord's Shouchun is only one county away from Wang Li's army, and there is only one county left in Anfeng!

It's a pity that no matter how much Qiao Rui thinks about it, he can't imagine that Yiyang now doesn't need Yang Feng to guard it, and he can't imagine that Zhou Cang won't give him a chance to close his eyes at all.

"The surname Qiao, you are also cheap, you don't do it, but you have to be a dog of Yuan Shu, my father-in-law gives you meat and you don't know how to cherish it, but you just put on a decent gentleman to grab and eat, this is cool, right?"

Zhou Cang sneered, and stepped on the horse standing hard, and the painful Qiao Rui glared angrily, then moved the horse aside, dragged Qiao Rui out from under the war horse, and then tied it into a ball and threw it into a group of captives on the side of the road.

Qiao Rui stubbornly twisted his head to the side, Wang Li glanced at him lightly, and nodded towards Zhou Cang: "Yuanfu, you stay here to clean up the battlefield and collect the prisoners, and the rest of the soldiers will follow me to recover Yiyang!" ”

"No!"

Thousands of men roared angrily under the leadership of Gao Shun and Guan Hai, and the iron-clad torrent rushed out of the dense forest.

……

"My head still cares?"

Yang Feng crouched on the horse's back, opened his dry mouth and gasped for breath, letting the oncoming cold wind pour into his lungs one by one.

His lungs and heart were tingling, this big drama of "inviting you into the urn" came too suddenly, and suddenly he didn't make any preparations at all, and even before this he was still complacent, Wang Li had already entered his puppet.

It's a pity that he still miscalculated, he can't compare to Wang Li's old scheming, so the nearly 20,000 troops of Yiyang City were annihilated on the bank of the Zhai River, as if a stone was dropped in the sea, and the waves never rose.

Now, he no longer dares to want to arrest Wang Li, the only thing he has to do is to rush back to Yiyang City to organize all the soldiers and ordinary people, and build a great wall of human flesh on Yiyang City to block Wang Li's way forward.

Unfortunately, his dream fell through again.

You can already see the walls of Yiyang City from a distance, and a series of cannons suddenly rang out at the edge of the dense forest, and a group of men and horses galloped from outside the forest. First, a female general stood majestically on the horse with a silver spear in her hand, and her voice was like a phoenix.

"Where is Yang Feng's thief!"