The Tian Yuan Continent is full of countries. This is a martial world, the armed forces of the countries are constantly shuffling, and now the strength of the Wei, Qi, Yan, Shun, and Wu countries is the most, supporting each other and balancing.

When the world was exhausted in April, the Wei Guo in the south suddenly declared war without declaring war, and sent Sikong Lie, a god of war in his country, to command 300,000 ironclad troops to attack the Qi State in Middle-earth.

Due to the long-term planning of the defense of the country, these years of recuperation, and a few warriors as the soul of the army, the Qi State, which is strong outside and capable in the middle, is defenseless, and the well-equipped guard army is like a bamboo.

Wherever the guards went, they would slaughter the city, forcing the enemy to commit crimes by bloody means, and the corpses and bones of the places they passed were like mountains, and the soldiers of many places in Qi country would abandon the city and flee because of their name. In just three months, the soldiers reached the city of Chaoyuan, a military town in the central part of the Qi Kingdom.

Tong Meng, the former army commander with a silver helmet on his head and silver armor, is the nephew of the great patriotic master.

This time, he went out with the army. The young man has a high talent, he is only 21 years old this year, but he has reached the third-level realm of martial arts and has become a martial arts master who defends the country.

The first-class martial arts masters of the country are of course his uncle Liao Kong and others, it is said that Liao Kong is a great master-level martial artist, and he is the weapon of the Kingdom of David.

This is where the confidence of the patriotic war lies.

Samurai, martial masters, grandmasters, great grandmasters, martial saints and saints, etc., are all martial arts level categories, although there are many martial arts practitioners in this world, there are many sects, and there are many martial arts generals who cross the river, but the warriors are rare, and there will not be many in a state.

A military general is to a warrior what a soldier is to a general.

The force of the warrior is a terrifying existence, this is a deterrent effect, especially when it comes to the cultivation of the grandmaster or above, one palm can destroy a city, as for the highest level of martial saint or saint is a legendary existence, no one has ever seen it, that is the god of the warrior!

Tong Meng was the commander of the town army, and this time he was the vanguard commander of 50,000 soldiers and horses to open the way for the generalissimo. Everywhere the army went, there were terrible people, corpses were everywhere, and rivers of blood flowed.

At this time, Tong Meng sat on the lightning white dragon horse, holding a sword in his hand, took the binoculars from the hands of his generals and looked at the city in the distance, and couldn't help laughing.

In the shot, the Qi sabers are not in order, the flags are scattered, the city gate is crowded, pushing and shouting, it seems that the common people are fighting to enter the city, and the defenders of the city will not let them, and there is a dispute. There was chaos above and below the city......

Tong Meng looked at it, and a hideous smile appeared on his cold square face, "It's getting late today, and the order is to go down to camp and go down to the village, and tomorrow the fourth watch will make food and the fifth watch will attack the city, and the chickens and dogs will not be left in the city!" ”

"No!" The subordinate generals agreed, and 50,000 guards left the city ten miles away and set up camp.

Tong Meng's subordinate co-commander, took the binoculars and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Lord Zhenjun, the heavenly soldiers are unanimous, they are so scared that they are already fart, it is estimated that tomorrow morning, the soldiers will not be bloody, and we will be able to enter the city to report to the marshal." ”

A smug smile appeared on Tong Meng's square face.

A standard commander made meritorious contributions, and saluted Tong Meng with a fist: "A certain talent, I am willing to bring a sentry to the people, kill the past first, and open the meat, by the way, catch a few girls and come over to give the town army a happy ha, how boring the long night is." ”

Tong Meng pouted and nodded, which was considered acquiescence.

After Dong Xian got the order, he single-handedly carried a big knife and ordered a sentry of about 500 people, all of them cavalry, and killed Chaoyuan City with the momentum of ten thousand horses.

Mixed Dollar City. Up and down the city, inside and outside the city, chaos has become a pot of porridge at this time. People are panicking, as if the end is coming.

The generals are not in good armor and have no fighting spirit. There were a total of 15,000 defenders in the city, but in the past few days there has been an endless stream of escapees, and the reinforcements from the imperial court have not arrived for a long time, only decreasing but not increasing, and now there are less than 12,000 soldiers and horses left in the city. In addition to the old, weak, sick and disabled, there are also those logistics veterans, and there are only 9,000 people who can fight.

Not to mention the soldiers, even these officers with soldiers also have different opinions and debates. There are those who advocate fighting, those who advocate withdrawing, and those who advocate surrender, so that the city defender will Sima Rui and the six gods have no owner, and they don't know what to do.

At this time, Liu Zhen, the chief general of the city patrol, took dozens of people to the city to inspect the city defense.

Seeing the sparse and depressed appearance of these soldiers on the head of the city, seeing Liu Zhen is the same as if they didn't see it.

Liu Zhen frowned, and shouted: "Where is the Lord of You?" ”

The generals shook their heads, and at this time, a military commander heard it, and said with a smile: "General, what do you say about our Zhao Yingguan, who knows where we went, the city will definitely not be able to hold it, and they may fly separately when disaster comes......"

"Presumptuous! Do you dare to disturb the hearts of our army? ”

Liu Zhen had a sudden attack, his sword eyebrows were upside down, his tiger's eyes were round, and two fierce lights were shot, and with a bang, the steel knife came out of the sheath, and the sharp blade pressed against Wu Chang's neck, and Wu Chang was so frightened that he trembled, as if he didn't recognize the standard lord in front of him.

Liu Zhen, as a member of the generals under the command of the city lord Sima Rui, has to patrol the city every 10 days on average, so these generals are familiar with him and know his character. Usually he doesn't ask about these idle things at all, why is he suddenly irritable today?

Even Yoo Shin's entourage felt strange. This jade-faced general who is bookish on weekdays is easy-going and has no quarrel with the world, even if he encounters things that he is not used to, he has to get by, and he does things with one eye and one eye closed.

It was also his talent that he did not meet, and he became a partial general at the age of twenty with his outstanding military exploits, and was promoted from a team officer to three levels, and also served as a standard commander, the commander of 5,000 men and horses, but he stopped moving forward over the years, and after 8 years, the battalion officers and sentry officers below him climbed to him.

He can't manage so much over the years, and he doesn't meddle in things, he just knows how to work hard, why did he suddenly have a temper today?

"The battalion officer is here, the battalion officer Zhao is here." At this time, some soldiers muttered quietly.

When Liu Zhen looked back, he was angry, and he took the steel knife and went straight to this Zhao Yingguan.

The commander is the youngest officer in the army, a soldier is divided into 5 groups, a total of 50 people, the commander saw that the steel knife on his neck was removed, and muttered disdainfully at Liu Zhen's back: "Hey, do you have the ability to find our battalion officer?" What are you angry at me, I'm just a little captain, a small official......"

At this time, the south gate was guarded by a battalion of soldiers and horses, about 1,600 people. However, this is according to the establishment, and nearly 1/3 of the battalion has run these days, and there are only about 1,000 people left in this battalion.

Battalion officer Zhao Mingzhi was a short, chubby middle-aged man, at this time the helmet was also crooked, the armor was untidy, and he walked crookedly.

"Zhao Mingzhi?" In normal times, Liu Zhen doesn't care about him at all, and he can't control him, so he loves it, and he respectfully calls him Lord Zhao when they meet.

But today is different!

Although Zhao Mingzhi is not as big as Liu Zhen's official, he is the chief general of a battalion, in charge of one or two thousand people, while Liu Zhen is a staff general, not a chief general with troops, which is equivalent to the deputy chief of staff in later generations. And more importantly, this Zhao Mingzhi is only 24 years old this year and climbed to the throne of the battalion officer two years ago.

At his age, if he doesn't have special combat exploits and special background, he will be promoted to a team leader or captain at most according to normal promotion, and it is difficult to even mix up with a team officer.

He was able to become a battalion officer and did not make any military achievements, it all relied on the power of his uncle Zhao Heng, Zhao Heng was the assistant deputy of Chaoyuan City, the deputy general of the city lord Sima Rui, and he was in power.

There are people in the court who are good officials, and there is this high-ranking and powerful uncle who covers his nephew, of course, it is a green light all the way, and this Zhao Mingzhi, who is mediocre in moral integrity, was quickly promoted to a battalion officer without much effort, and now he is also a general.

And not only that, but now he has to be a candidate for the standard or general, but the war has started before he has time to be promoted.

Zhao Mingzhi conspired with his uncle and several other staff members for half a night two days ago, and had secretly agreed to surrender the city.

Therefore, the patriotic army crushed over and the soldiers came to the city, Zhao Mingzhi didn't care at all, but was happy and full of expectation. He didn't care about the defense of the city at all, and went to drink early today.

Now that he came back drunk, he saw Liu Zhen calling him by his name and yelling at him, and rolled his eyes over Liu Zhen's face with disdain: "Who should I be?" Isn't this the general, what is the matter in the camp? ”