Sure enough, after a careful search, Guo Jia and Jia Xu finally found a huge hiding cave under the rockery of the Yamen.

Pushing the rockery, a one-foot-high and six-foot-wide staircase appeared in front of everyone, leading down the backyard of the yamen to the ground layer by layer, and the dark hole was like a huge glutton's open mouth, bottomless.

A pebble was inadvertently kicked by someone's foot, and the pebble rolled down the stairs. The sound of "tick-tock" was particularly clear in the cave, and Guo Jia silently counted it in his heart, a full thirty-six.

The stone falls into the deep stream three or six times, and the eighteen hells are all double-layered.

Guo Jia couldn't help but smile coldly: I have long heard from the lord and Shiyuan that this Zhuge Liang is proficient in astronomy and geography, Qimen Dunjia, but now it seems that he is also worthy of his name, and a small Tibetan soldier cave has to pretend to be a ghost, making it like hell.

Hmph, it's just a pity that the Hidden Soldier Cave goes straight to the outside of the city, and now there is not a single soldier, and this double-layered eighteen hells sounds very scary, but it looks more like Zhuge Liang and Guan Yu set up for themselves!

……

Liujiazhuang at the foot of Qinglong Mountain, it is a picturesque paradise, but it is a pity that the old and young in the village can not bear the exploitation of the Han Court and the military disasters for many years, and have already moved to the deeper part of the Qinglong Mountains, where there are more than 100 grass houses and wooden buildings and a tomb behind the house.

Night, three quarters of the hour.

The moon had just hung on the top of the mountain, and the silver-gray moonlight sprinkled through the treetops in the tombs, and the miserable green ghost fire wandered around with the mountain wind, as if the lonely ghosts of the underworld were wandering in the yang world with small lanterns, and they were unusually ghostly in the moonlight.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a night owl perched on a branch seemed to have noticed something, and with a scream, it leaped up from the tree and flew with its wings.

With a "boom", the tomb of the widow on the side of the cliff fell out of thin air, and a hole in the ground appeared on the cliff, and columns and rows of soldiers with bright armor appeared out of thin air.

They held torches in their hands, did not smile, their faces were indifferent, as if they were wearing a mask, and their expressions were like the ghost fire floating in the tomb, deep and dead. Walking silently, torches swinging in the wind.

In a short time, the cave was empty, and the soldiers were all over the tomb, and it seemed that there were twenty or thirty thousand people.

"It's a pity, this hidden soldier cave was supposed to be the key to the battle or the outcome, but it turned out to be a tool for running away because of that madman Jia Yaofu!" Zhuge Liang let out a long sigh, with indescribable regret in his expression.

Guo Jia's guess was right, this hidden soldier cave is indeed his masterpiece of Zhuge Liang.

At the beginning of settling in Xinxi City, Zhuge Liang and Liu Bei discovered a hidden soldier cave in the county government. Soon, he devised a genius plan in his mind, he wanted to use Guo Jia's encirclement and hidden soldier cave to counterattack Guo Jia.

So, while secretly escorting Liu Bei out of the city, he took advantage of the time difference between Liu Bei's escape to continue to expand the capacity of the Tibetan Soldier Cave, and extended the length of the Tibetan Soldier Cave to the foot of Qinglong Mountain, a few miles outside the city, preparing to use the advantages of the tunnel to quietly achieve counter-encirclement on a certain night.

But what he didn't expect, Guo Jia, oh no, it should be Jia Xu who chose a strong man to break his wrist this time. In just one day's effort, Xinxi City fell into the hands of Wang Li, and the role of the Hidden Soldier Cave seemed to be only a golden cicada coming out of its shell.

Guan Yu also nodded when he heard this, and there was also an indescribable depression in his heart.

He originally wanted to one day be able to use the Hidden Soldier Cave to raid Guo Jia's back and lay a new battle situation in one fell swoop, but because of the early arrival of Jia Xu and Wang Li's army, he lost an opportunity for a surprise attack.

"Let's go, Yun Chang, the city is broken, presumably Guo Guicai and Jia Yaofu have discovered the secret of the tunnel, and if they don't leave, I'm afraid it will be another battle!"

After all, as the commander of the First Army, Zhuge Liang doesn't have so much time to be sad and sentimental, what he has to consider is the overall situation after all, the overall situation of the lord and the overall situation of the world.

Zhuge Liang came to Guan Yu with a feather fan, and his face was solemn: "Originally, I thought that Wen Xiang would return to Xinxi after escorting the lord, but unfortunately Zhang Wenyuan and Huang Hansheng were too vigilant, and the whereabouts of the lord were leaked, so Wen Xiang could only go to Yiyang with the lord."

The waterway has been cut off by Ganning, and there is only one road to Yiyang. According to the wisdom of the ghost and the ability of the poisonous man, they should have already sent a large army to the direction of the Qinglong Mountain Range. It's a pity that we have been delayed in the tunnel for a lot of time before, so this time, our army not only has to compete with them bravely, but also compete with them for speed.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins, time is life! Yun Chang, whether we can successfully meet with the main guild master, and whether we can reach Yiyang safely, can only rely on you! ”

"Although the military advisor is relieved, they are all local chickens and dogs, so why should they take it to heart? Regarding a certain here, even if Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong are all here, Zhang Liao and Yan Liang are all here, they are just the souls of Guan Mou's knife! ”

In a secret confrontation a few days ago, Guan Yu's attitude towards Zhuge Liang has changed greatly, although he can't talk about obeying his words, he also has seven or eight points of admiration.

As soon as Zhuge Liang's words fell, Guan Yu already understood what he meant, and his words were naturally heroic, and the soldiers also listened to it with extra energy, and because the city had to fall into the wilderness and flee, the morale of the lost suddenly increased greatly.

"Gear up and set off, the goal is Yiyang!"

Seeing that the soldiers regained their confidence, Guan Yu nodded with satisfaction, and the white horse under his crotch was clamped, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife rushed out as soon as it was mentioned.

……

I rode a white horse and walked three levels.

I put on my battle suit and returned to the Central Plains.

Along the way, the wind was galloping, the white horse under the crotch was like lightning, and the weight of the Qinglong Yanyue Knife made Guan Yu proud, as if a knife could be obtained in the world.

"Boom!"

After traveling seven or eight miles, everyone just bypassed Liuyeling and came to the mouth of Qinglong Mountain, a drum sounded, a group of people and horses came from the forest, and the two generals held scimitars in their hands, standing proudly at the mouth of the valley, as if two people fell from the sky to kill the gods.

"We've been waiting for you for a long time, close the beard, why don't you get off your horse and surrender quickly?" The building rushed out of the formation, the scimitar pointed directly at Guan Yu, his expression was arrogant, his words were frivolous, and his eyes were full of all kinds of arrogance.

What the hell, do any cows, ghosts, gods and snakes dare to be so presumptuous in front of Guan? How dare a little-known grassland reckless man look down on Guan so much!

"Brothers, kill!"

Guan Yu was suddenly furious, and with a finger of the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, the sons and daughters under his command immediately swung their knives forward like a whirlwind, and the oncoming cold wind was almost cut by the blades in their hands.

"Haha, close the beard, you've been tricked!" Nalou laughed, his legs clamped suddenly, and the horse's head turned back into the formation, followed by an angry shout.

"Machete!"

Words are spoken, and orders are forbidden. When the soldiers heard the order of the building, they immediately turned into wolves on the grassland, roared in unison, tightened the reins, and dived violently, and the scimitars in their hands were thrown out.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”

Thousands of scimitars rained down, no, although the rainstorm can describe the momentum of the scimitars, it can't describe the weirdness of the scimitars, thousands of scimitars are like raging waves crashing on the shore splashing waves, cutting through the air in arcs and enveloping everyone's heads with lightning speed.