Li Mi was waiting here, and he had already set up an ambush.

In the distance, the garrison saw an army rushing towards it in a hurry.

Because there is no distinction between friend or foe, the military academy is going to report to Li Mi.

Before I could think of it, the army was moving so fast that the sentry didn't have time to stop it, and they had already rushed in.

A gust of wind blew in his face, and Jia Xiong, who was beside Li Mi, instinctively drew his knife and shouted: "Protect Pushan Gong!" ”

Li Mi saw the person coming clearly, raised his hands, and with a seemingly casual flick, Jia Xiong's knife was pressed into the scabbard.

"General Xia, long time no see!"

Xia Yu clenched his fists: "Gong Li, fortunately, if you don't disgrace your life, it's up to you next." ”

"Pass the order, and treat General Xia and his party with good wine and food."

Qin Wangjun was taken to rest.

The Qi army chased all the way, and found Li Mi's team in front.

Qin Qiong knew that there was a great possibility of fraud, but he couldn't help but enter Li Mi's ambush.

Zhang Junwu is the major general of the Qi County Army, and there is no room for mistakes!

Looking up and seeing Li Mi looking at him leisurely, Qin Qiong shouted angrily: "Li Mi, let go of our young general, otherwise, don't blame me Qin Qiong for being rude!" ”

At this time, the battle situation was decided, and the Wagang army formed a situation of encirclement on all sides of the army of Qijun, and they could not escape no matter what.

Li Mi shook the folding fan in his hand lightly: "General Qin, those who know the times are Junjie, and they must not ruin their good future for the Qi Jun Army." ”

Qin Qiong's original dark face became even darker, and she held her hands in her hands: "Li Mi, take your life!" ”

"Kill!"

Li Mi gave an order, and the sound of screams sounded endlessly.

After all, the number of Qi Junjun army is not large, and the Wagang army is several times as many as theirs.

Even if they forgot to die, they were not the opponents of the Wagang army, and after a fight, the Qi army was wiped out to only two percent.

Li Mi withdrew his troops at this time, not because he was soft-hearted, but because he wanted to put a long line and catch a big fish.

Zhang Xutuo hasn't come yet!

Only when Zhang Xutuo dies can Li Mi feel at ease.

This person is like a thorn in Li Mi's heart.

How could Qin Qiong not understand Li Mi's calculations, but what could he do?

Even if he called on the remaining Qi Jun army to wipe their necks, it would be useless, he did not have the right to decide their life and death.

Besides, Zhang Junwu is still in the hands of the Wagang Army.

Thinking of Zhang Junwu, I can only describe it with the words love and hate.

Alas, the general trend has gone, as it is, Qin Qiong's sadness is like Xiang Yu who defeated Wujiang.

"Gong Li, I have something to report to you."

Jia Xiong's eyes glanced around, and there was no one left or right, so he spoke: "Gong Li, I just heard from the side of the room that Qin Wangjun and his group fell asleep after eating a lot. They look extremely weak! ”

Jia Xiong's meaning, no poison and no husband, anyway, Qin Wangjun was not their friend in the first place.

Xia Yu also used to play him and Zhang Xutuo around.

"Let's go, let's go to Qin Wangjun for a trip!" Li Mi said to Jia Xiong.

When the two came to Qin Wangjun's military camp, they saw a vibrant scene, and Qin Wangjun was all alive and well.

A Qin Wangjun lifted a huge stone with one hand and threw it high into the air.

Li Mi's heart sank, fortunately I came over to take a look, otherwise if I launched it rashly, the Wagang Army would have suffered.

Xia Yu saw Li Mi and stepped forward and said, "Pushan Gong, I don't know if there is something wrong with coming?" ”

Li Mi said: "I just come over casually to take a look, you play, you play." ”

After waiting for Li Mi to leave, they walked to the barracks and fell asleep.

Actually, the stone is not real, but a prop made of foam.

Out of the camp of the Qin Wangjun, Li Mi said to Jia Xiong: "Let's not move the Qin Wangjun lightly, one is easy to fall into Zhai Rang's calculations, and the other is what the world will think after it is passed out." ”

Jia Xiong nodded approvingly.

Zhang Xutuo met Pei Renji this time, as well as Xiao Huaijing, the imperial history of the supervising army.

Yes, after the defeat of Huoyi, Yang Guang asked him to go to Xingyang to supervise the army.

The thing discussed was to reduce the military expenditure of the Qi County Army and supply Xingyang, and it was obvious that Pei and Xiao were working together to pit Zhang Xutuo.

Zhang Xutuo was angry in his heart, and left Xingyang angrily and came to the tiger prison.

Halfway down the road, I saw a sergeant covered in blood, stopped in the middle of the road.

Zhang Xutuo's heart suddenly felt uneasy.

"Report to the general, the Tiger Prison Pass has been lost."

The loss of the Tiger Prison Pass is already huge bad news for Zhang Xutuo.

The two sides have been holding each other for two months, and they have won and lost each other, and now that the Tiger Prison Pass is lost, Zhang Xutuo can't accept it.

However, it can still be taught and received, the art of war is often cloudy, and victory or defeat is a common thing for soldiers.

Where there is life, there is hope.

The next words of this Qi Junjun made Zhang Xutuo almost fall off his horse.

"General, the major general was arrested, and the Qi army led by Qin Qiong was trapped in the Great Sea Temple."

Zhang Xutuo instantly looked like he was dozens of years old.

Colleagues were crowded, the court did not trust, and he was ordered to stick to the tiger prison, and it was like living in the cracks all day long.

The biggest resistance did not come from the Wagang army, but from the imperial court, carrying the aura of the Eastern Xia god of war and the hope of the imperial court, Zhang Xutuo was too tired, too tired.

All his hopes, he pinned all on his son Zhang Junwu, on the surface he seemed to be strict with him, but in his heart he regarded his son as his only heir.

Junwu, Junwu......

Closing his eyes, Zhang Xutuo, whose temples were gray, shed a cloudy tear.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhang Xutuo's eyes burst out with two rays of light, and he had already made a decision.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are those who are willing to follow me to save my son, but please stay. If you want to go, Zhang Xutuo has no complaints! ”

The eight hundred Qi County soldiers who followed behind him, none of them left.

They straightened their backs, silent like iron in the twilight sunset.

At this moment, Zhang Xutuo's throat choked, tears in his eyes, and he solemnly bowed to the eight hundred disciples.

Treat me with the courtesy of a countryman, and I will repay with death!

This is the idea of the 800 soldiers.

The wind is cold, and the blood is hot.

Even if you know that it is death, you should go to the soup and go to the fire, and you will not give up!

It is no exaggeration to say that the Sui Dynasty was stormy and full of flames, if it weren't for fierce generals like Zhang Xutuo, Song Laosheng, and Qu Tutong, they would have been destroyed and destroyed in one fell swoop.

Just one word, war!

The eight hundred Qi army soldiers were like dragons going out to the sea, rushing all the way to the Great Sea Temple.

"Report, twenty miles ahead found Zhang Xutuo's traces."

When the military academy came to report, Li Mi was overjoyed, and sure enough, a generation of war gods still had soft threats.

Zhang Xutuo, if you come, you will definitely not be able to return.

"Set up a position, and we will greet General Zhang."

Under an order, the 20,000 Wagang army lined up and waited for Zhang Xutuo's arrival.

The wind is galloping, and the cold wind is like a knife.

The sun at dusk is about to fall down the mountain of Dahai Temple, leaving only half of his face.

The clouds in the western sky, blood red, blood red.

The sound of horses' hooves shook the ground, and eight hundred knights galloped.

The first row of defense, closer, closer.