As night fell, Zhang Liang rode to the dense forest where the Yellow Turban Thieves were lurking.

One of the leaders of the Yellow Turban stepped forward and said, "General Rengong, the brothers are ready!" ”

This person is Zhou Cang, who returned from the sour jujube fiasco.

Zhang Liang asked: "Can you find out clearly, how many troops are there in the Han army camp?" ”

"General Huirengong, it seems that the cavalry of the Han army has gone to other places, and the Han troops left in the camp will not exceed two thousand at most."

Zhou Cang replied, "Even less." ”

"Good."

Zhang Liangxi smiled and said: "Let the sons and daughters eat some dry food, and in a quarter of an hour, you will lead the five hundred dead soldiers to open the gate, and I will arrive later." ”

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and when the dark clouds covered the sun, Zhou Cang led five hundred Yellow Turban elite soldiers, rushing out of the dense forest at a gallop and killing the official army camp of Black Tiger Mountain.

When the soldiers guarding the camp saw the crowd, they immediately rang their bells to warn them.

But it was already too late, when the first dozen or so Yellow Turban cavalry rode directly in front of the gate like a gallop, saying that it was too late and that was fast, more than a dozen flying claws had been thrown out, nailed to the gate, and suddenly pulled.

I heard a loud bang, and the gate of the makeshift camp had been pulled down.

Zhou Cang then led 500 dead soldiers to drive straight in, covering up and entering the official army camp.

However, at this moment, a continuous horn suddenly sounded in front, and then the black-pressed officers and soldiers came out of the gap in the tent in front of them, blocking the way of the Yellow Turban cavalry.

Zhou Cang couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw this, the officials and soldiers had already taken precautions?

However, what surprised Zhou Cang even more was still behind, almost at the same time, there was a tidal wave of shouting and killing outside the camp, and when Zhou Cang looked back in a hurry, he saw countless officers and soldiers coming from different directions.

Immediately afterwards, the officers and soldiers in front of them automatically separated, and a white-robed general escorted one person out.

When Zhou Cang fixed his eyes, he saw that this person seemed to be familiar, and his eyes were shining!

"It can't be!"

The little leader of the yellow scarf on the side exclaimed: "Qu Shuai, we have been tricked!" ”

Zhang Feng stepped forward and said with a loud smile: "Zhou Cang, do you still remember General Ben, the battle of sour jujube allowed you to escape, today you are unable to escape." ”

Zhang Feng didn't expect to encounter Zhou Cang, the fish that slipped through the net in the battle of sour jujubes.

"Zhang Feng?"

Zhou Cang said angrily: "Dog thief, you killed the general of the earth, I will take your dog's life today!" ”

"You want to kill me?"

Zhang Feng laughed and said: "I killed your Digong General Zhang Bao, I am afraid that the Yellow Turban thieves in the world want to kill this general, but you must know that evil is invincible, you evil demons crookedly, how can you hurt me in the slightest!" ”

Zhou Cang said resentfully: "So, I must take your dog's life today!" ”

After Zhou Cang finished speaking, he drove the horse directly in, and was about to kill Zhang Feng.

The white-robed military general beside Zhang Feng jumped up, flew on the war horse, pointed his gun at Zhou Cang, and said sharply: "The thief is not arrogant, Changshan Zhao Zilong is here!" ”

Zhao Zilong?

In the past few years that Zhou Cang has been in Jizhou, he has never heard of this name, and he snorted coldly at the moment: "Zhang Feng'er, that is not here today, it is your death!" ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Feng said to Zhao Yun with a smug face: "Zilong, save this person's life and capture me alive." ”

Changshan Zhao Zilong is here, and he can still make you arrogant, wouldn't it make people laugh off their big teeth!

"No!"

Zhao Yun responded, and then rode his horse and jumped, the spear in his hand was as fast as lightning, pointing directly at the door of Zhou Cang.

"Bang!"

Zhou Cang Kan sacrificed the big knife in his hand, and used all his strength to separate this move, and almost fell off the horse.

Zhou Cang put away his contempt, cheered up his spirits, and prepared to meet Zhao Yun's next attack.

"Humph!"

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, with the move just now, he already knew Zhou Cang clearly, although this person had a bit of brute strength, it was far from enough to be his opponent.

"Drive!"

With Zhao Yun's soft shout, he saw a bright light flashing, the spear in his hand flickered, and he couldn't distinguish between reality and fiction at all, like one, and like seven, in an instant, Zhou Cang's big knife slashed down by bye, but none of them hit, but his center of gravity was unstable, and one staggered, staggering on the horse's back.

"Bell!"

Before Zhou Cang stabilized his figure, the heart goggles on his chest had been cut by the tip of Zhao Yun's gun, and he was about to pierce his heart socket before he could make a point.

Zhang Feng looked at Zhao Yun's move just now from a distance, still having an endless aftertaste, that move was simply uncanny, could it be the legendary Seven Probe Snake Disc Gun.

"You've lost!"

Zhao Yun said coldly.

Zhou Cang's eyes were desolate, he lost, this white-robed young man, only used two moves, which made him frightened, and the big knife in his hand fell involuntarily, allowing the two officers and soldiers to drag him off the horse and tie him up.

The Lord was captured, and the remaining 500 dead soldiers no longer had the need to regard death as home, and they threw away their weapons and surrendered.

Zhou Cang was escorted to Zhang Feng, his face was dazed, and suddenly he heard the shouting and killing sound at the foot of the mountain, his face was happy, and he said: "Dog officer, General Rengong's brigade has arrived, and your death time has arrived!" ”

"Is that really the case?"

Zhang Feng replied as if he hadn't woken up: "If this will be a cavalry blocking the road at the foot of the mountain, under the attack from both sides, I am afraid that this Zhang Liang will really ascend to heaven." ”

"Haha......"

The soldier beside Zhang Feng laughed loudly, and this laughter was like a knife, deeply stabbing Zhou Cang's heart.

Zhou Cang looked at Zhang Feng, his eyes were oily with hatred, but he had no choice but to lower his head, hoping that Zhang Liang would break out of the encirclement.

At the foot of the mountain, Zhang Liang saw the fire in the camp of the official army, and thought that Zhou Cang had already succeeded, so he hurriedly led his subordinates to attack the Yellow Turban Army.

But who knows, when the Shangguan army camp was killed, I saw that the officers and soldiers in the camp had already lined up and were waiting for them to crash inside.

"It's not good, General Rengong, we've been tricked!"

A personal soldier pulled Zhang Liang and prepared to retreat.

Zhang Liang is not a fool, he knew at a glance that he had really fallen for the tricks of the thieves, and he wanted to test the attack, but after seeing the hundreds of archers in the official army, he could only dispel his thoughts.

Tonight was a sneak attack, so they were all dressed up in person, and they didn't even bring a few wooden shields, where did they dare to risk death to charge.

"Withdraw!"

Zhang Liang glanced at the heavily guarded official camp in disappointment, and could only run towards the foot of the mountain in a gloomy manner.

"It seems that Zhang Liang is not stupid! If he is reckless in attacking, none of the people he brings with him tonight will try to escape. ”

Zhang Feng jokingly looked at the fleeing Yellow Turban thief, and then said to Zhao Yun: "Zilong, act according to the plan." ”

"The last general commands!"

Zhao Yun took a group of soldiers and rushed towards the fleeing Yellow Turban Thief, the momentum was huge, like a thunderbolt rolling in the sky, and he was so frightened that the Yellow Turban Thief Kou was urinating.

At this moment, Zhang Liang could only admit that he was unlucky, not to mention the five hundred dead soldiers in Zhoucang, and the Yellow Turban Army that followed him, and the casualties caused by the trampling were no less than five hundred, but fortunately, he was about to escape from Black Tiger Mountain.