"Who are you?" Meng Shu's back knife was trembling, and his pupils burst out with an awe-inspiring light, looking at the Central Plains man who was fighting with him head-on.

He never thought that there would be such a strong person in the Central Plains.

None of the Central Plains people he had seen were his opponents.

In the Central Plains, he has seen the strongest person, the first fierce general of Liu Yan's subordinates, the man named Zhang Ren, but he has fought with Zhang Ren, although Zhang Ren is strong, but he is not as good as him, even if he can't kill Zhang Ren, it's okay to defeat Zhang Ren.

However, when he faced the Central Plains man in front of him, he felt that a mountain was pressing down, and the aura was so strong that he couldn't breathe for a while.

"Minghou Mansion, Huang Zhong!"

Huang Zhong's long knife pressed Meng Shu to death, this barbarian king made him a little warlike, and his fighting spirit was recovering bit by bit.

Over the years, he has met countless opponents.

But since Tong Yuan, he has few evenly matched opponents, and the only one who can make him feel the pressure is only one person, and that is Lu Bu, the general of the state who is known as the god of war, and he may not be able to defeat even if he uses his strongest strength.

But over the years, between Mujun and Xiliang, there have rarely been wars, and even if there were, it would not be his turn to play, and his wish to fight with Lu Bu once at his peak has not been realized until now.

He knew very well that the state between would not last long, and in a few years, he would definitely start to fall back into form.

Now, he has met another military general with good strength, and he feels that he is full of interest, the king of the Southern Barbarian Hundred Tribes, is indeed worthy of a battle, and he is willing to fight with the strongest attitude.

This is the respect for a military general.

"Come again!" Meng Huo's strongest is martial arts, and he is unwilling to admit that he is inferior to others in this regard, so he fights hard.

"Today you will be defeated!"

Huang Zhong is self-confident, the people who can stop him in the world, a slap can be counted, this definitely does not include the barbarian king Meng Huo, Meng Huo is strong, but he feels that it is still a little worse, in terms of the realm of martial arts, the difference is thousands of miles.

The two fought, hundreds of rounds, Yuan Gang's condensing blade, like a storm, with a radius of more than ten meters, almost no one dared to approach.

In the 127th round, Meng was defeated.

He was wounded in three places, all of them were knife wounds, the most serious wound was that Huang Zhong's knife almost cut him off lazily, if it weren't for the heart-to-heart bronze mirror on the battle armor to block it, he would have died in battle.

Even so, the physical strength on his body was also consumed by bleeding.

"Withdraw!"

Meng Shu glanced at the Central Plains man in front of him hatefully, and had no choice but to order.

Because of his 5,000 elites, there are only more than 3,000 left, and the ferocity of this herdsman, he has such an intuitive impression for the first time, and it is so strong that he can't imagine it.

In fact, it is normal for him to have such an impression.

Because he encountered the strongest combat battalion of the pastoral army, the Modao Battalion.

Mo Dao is a heavy armor and heavy knife combat battalion, lacking flexible changes, but on the plain battlefield, they can block a hundred with one block.

"Do you want to chase?" Chen Sheng, the captain of Modao, was a little unsatisfied.

"Chasing?"

Huang Zhong put away his knife and glanced at Chen Sheng: "Can you chase it?" ”

The only drawback of the Modao Battalion is that the speed is too slow, thinking about how fast it can be with more than a dozen catties of heavy armor and holding dozens of catties of war knives, it's all nonsense.

"Collect the troops, set up camp, occupy the woods in front, pull the defense to the north in, force them to give up the five miles of activity space, and we will complete the task!"

Huang Zhong threw the knife to the guard, and then turned around: "I'll go see the lord!" ”

"No!"

Chen Sheng received the order.

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In the afternoon, the main camp of the pastoral army.

Mu Jing was dressed in military uniform, standing in the temporary camp, looking down at the topographic map of the sand table that had been established, and that area was the range that the herdsman army was about to conquer.

"How's the barbarian army moving?" Mu Jing asked.

"At present, they are accumulating strength, I expect that they are not people who sit still, they should break through, but the direction of the breakthrough is so unclear!"

Xi Zhicai replied.

"Within three days, can you advance ten miles?" Mu Jing gritted his teeth and asked again.

"It shouldn't be difficult!"

Xi Zhicai pointed to the sand table: "Jingping's first army advanced from the eastern front, the Modao battalion, the heavy mountain battalion, the black armor battalion advanced from the northern front, the south is the city wall, we are stationed in a battalion, they don't even have siege equipment, it is impossible to attack it, the west is Lushui, Jingping Shui Division looks down, if they dare to break through from here, I really admire it, of course, if you want to advance faster, we can press the last troops, the Dongzhou army is almost recovered, as long as the Dongzhou army cuts off their back road from the western front, They're in our hands! ”

"The Dongzhou Army is the vanguard, and then it lost a lot of main forces in the first battle of Qiqi, slow down a little, let them continue to recover their eyesight, if we can advance smoothly for ten miles, the range of activities of the barbarian army can be caught in our eyes at a glance, they are really grasshoppers after the autumn, and it won't take long to toss!"

Mu Jing squinted.

"Happy!"

It was a cheerful voice from outside the camp.

Everyone looked up, only to see Huang Zhong walking in from outside with a smile and saluting to Mu Jing: "Huang Zhong greets the lord!" ”

"Hansheng, what's the matter, so happy?"

Mu Jing asked.

"Lord, just now I led the Mo Dao battalion to fight with the barbarian king, and I was very happy!" Huang Zhong said.

"Tell me about it!"

Mu Jing's eyes lit up.

Huang Zhong said this battle carefully, and then said with emotion: "Lord, this barbarian king Meng Huo is a fierce general that should not be underestimated, if he is given another ten years, his martial arts will be able to reach the peak, and besides, if such a fierce general, if you want to capture it alive, it is very difficult!" ”

"Really?"

A smile rose at the corner of Mu Jing's mouth: "I want to give it a try, even if he is a tiger in the Wuthering Mountains, I have to tame him!" ”

This is not Mu Jing's strong heart.

But the situation must be like this, for the sake of peace in the south, Meng Shu can only surrender and not kill, he doesn't have so much time to spend in Hanzhong, the Central Plains war, on the verge of breaking out, before that, if he can't level the southwest, he has no strength to participate in it.

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The third day of the siege of the barbarians.

The 8,000 warriors of the barbarian army, under the personal leadership of Meng Jie, a fierce general under Meng Shu, tried to break through from the eastern front, but encountered the Shuofang battalion, which was the best at defense in Jingping's First Army.

The Modao Battalion is a heavily armored combat battalion.

But in terms of defense first, it was still the heavy armor defense combat battalion and Shuofang Battalion that Zhang Liao personally trained under the command of the First Army of Jingping.

Before the Shuofang battalion lined up on the mountain road, the two armies fought.

The barbarian army attacked three times and lost more than 1,000 soldiers, but it was never able to break through the defense of the Shuofang battalion.

The battle lasted for five hours, and the barbarian army broke through and confessed.

The herdsmen took advantage of the opportunity and advanced three more miles, pressing the barbarian army to a very small range.

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On the fourth day of the siege of the barbarians, in the evening, at the hour of the sub.

Lushui, the river ferry, three miles upstream, under the cover of a reed, the barbarian army of 3,000 warriors, trying to take advantage of the cover of night, swim across the river, and highlight the blockade line of the Jingping Water Division.

didn't expect to be ambushed by Gan Ning.

Three thousand warriors, swimming halfway across the river, were sniped by a strong bow, and in the end there were less than 1,000 people left, and fled back in a hurry.

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Since the barbarian king Meng Shu, the first attempt to attack the main camp of the northern herdsman, after three consecutive battles, the barbarian army has been a little exhausted, and the breakthrough has failed again and again, which has made the army's morale fall below the freezing point.

At this moment, the living range of the barbarian army, in the northwest direction of the Weixian City Wall, ten miles of Tonggu Mountain, radiates a radius, leaving only a radius of less than six or seven miles.

Defeated in successive battles, wounded more than 8,000 soldiers, and lost nearly 5,000, the barbarian army at this time seemed to have been forced into a desperate situation.