On the left, it is the direction directly behind the frontal position of the Yellow Silk Thief. This strategy is also called "Striking the West".

Zheng Sheng instantly understood all this, he turned around, looked at Liu Wei'er with a panicked face, and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Liu Wen'er held Zheng Sheng's hand and whispered: "There are dozens of people, and I can't count them too clearly." Karma Nu and Xiaoting couldn't resist for long in the back. Shizi, please make a decision early. ”

Of course, Zheng Sheng understood what Liu Wei'er meant, but he pursed his lips and pointed to the yellow silk thieves who were still gritting their teeth and rushing forward not far away, but their faces were no longer violent and fierce, but full of dissatisfaction and exhaustion: "Don't be afraid!" We've beaten all the way, and we'll win all the way! ”

Before Zheng Sheng's confident words fell, he saw that between the tents, many black-clothed people wearing black robes, wearing black veils covering their mouths and noses, and only a pair of eyes on their faces, appeared one after another, and they instantly rushed into the rear of Zheng's gun array!

Someone was suddenly slashed in the back, which was enough to collapse the soldier's mentality on the battlefield. Not to mention these guards of the Zheng family.

Almost instantaneous collapse! The Zheng Clan's guards could no longer form a large formation. There are a few young men in the Tiger Guard Battalion who can still lead the guards around them, gather into a small formation, and try their best to support them. But there were more guards running and fleeing in the chaos.

The black-clothed men who sneaked up on the attack were even more fierce and cruel than the yellow silk riders, and they waved the knives in their hands, as if they were the god of death descending on the world, harvesting the lives of the people in front of them.

These guys have more force!

Zheng Sheng looked at the chaotic camp and thought: His life in the Western Jin Dynasty is over like this?

……

"It's finally over!" Zheng Miao looked at the high slope not far away and said in a brisk tone.

On the side, witnessing Zheng Ming's subordinates, the black-clothed men raging the battlefield, the face of the leader of Huang Juan and General Chang Bin was not good-looking.

Even if he listened to Zheng Ming's words and drove all the remaining Huang Juan troops to attack the Zheng camp, suffering heavy losses, he didn't have such an embarrassed look.

"Mr. Zheng, what a move... Three Birds! Hearing this, General Chang sneered.

"Oh? I don't know where General Chang started with this? Zheng Meng asked rhetorically as usual.

"First, it is natural that Mr. Zheng has completed the task assigned by the adult, and he will definitely become the confidant that the adult relies on in the future."

Zheng Miao smiled and bowed his head.

"Second, the Zheng family no longer has the capital to rebel against you, and the entire Zheng family is already in your pocket."

"The Zheng clan belongs to Lord Thorn Shi." Zheng Meng smiled.

Chang Bin sneered and stopped talking.

"Three birds with one stone? General Chang just said two, what is the other one? ”

Chang Bin closed his eyes: "You know it in your own heart." ”

Zheng Meng kept smiling, unmoved by his words, but his heart was clear.

Because, this was his plan.

By the hand of Zheng Sheng, weaken Huang Juan and show the force he possesses, so that the big man has to be afraid of him as well, so that he can maintain relative independence and gain greater control over the Zheng family.

"Sandpipers and mussels compete for the benefit of fishermen. Lord Shi Chong probably didn't guess my thoughts, did he? Zheng Miao thought silently in his heart.

"Is the rain going to stop?" Zheng Miao raised his head and said suddenly, looked at Gao Po, who was still chaotic, and couldn't help frowning, it's not over yet? The matter has come to this, is Zheng Sheng still unwilling to admit defeat?

At this time, the operation over there in Wanquan Town should also be over, right?

Today should be harvest day.

……

"Father, mother? You can't do that! Liu Guzi, who was in a coma, woke up, and when he saw where he was - the carriage of a carriage, Liu Guzi instantly understood what was happening.

He felt soreness all over his body, and this was also what was in his mother's cooking, right? He thought about what his family hadn't been discussing lately. How can you not understand what is happening here.

His parents are going to take him out of Wanquan Town!

"We're already out, and we're going to the Turbulent River soon." His father said with a smile.

"Father......" Liu Guzi's heart was cold, and he was just about to persuade his father. I only heard a reprimand from outside the car: "Liu Xianshui, Liu Guzi, where are your father and son going?" ”

Liu Guzi's father, Liu Busy, who used to live in Shunyang City, farmed diligently in Wanquan Town, and now wants to pursue a better life for his family, instantly panicked, Liu Guzi was even more nervous, this voice is...... Zheng Quan, the captain of the Tiger Guard Battalion!

The carriage did not stop, but rushed forward at a faster speed.

"Oda, stop! The whole captain is on horseback, and we can't get out! Liu Xianshu suddenly understood, and hurriedly shouted to the coachman Xiao Tian.

But Xiao Tian didn't say a word, as if he couldn't hear his words at all, and he didn't notice Zheng Quan, who was chasing after him on horseback.

All he cared about was whipping and speeding up.

In an instant, the carriage had reached the banks of the Turbulent River. Seeing that there seemed to be a boat at the riverside ferry, Zheng Cheng finally couldn't hold back his anger, and he bent his bow and shot an arrow at it, and it hit the coachman Xiao Tian.

Hearing a muffled roar from Xiao Tian, he used his last strength to whip the horse again, and then fell off the horse. Overwhelmed and unarmed, the horses galloped and neighed into the rapids......

Zheng Quanlema River, watching the ship quickly leave the shore, he frowned, and said to the people behind him: "Send someone downstream, no matter whether the **** is dead or alive, you must find it back." ”

"Yes." A team of Tiger Guards set off quickly.

"Captain Zheng, can I go home?" Li Baiguo emerged from behind him.

Zheng Cheng was silent for a moment, and then arched his hand: "Of course, Mr. Li has made a great contribution this time. When the prince comes back, he will definitely thank Mr. again. ”

……

Back to the north of the Yangtze River, on the high slope where Zheng's camp is located, the fighting continues.

Zheng Sheng was dragged by the guards and struggled towards the place where the horses were.

Zheng Sheng lost his soul, his face was gloomy, and his mind was a mess, and he couldn't make any thinking that would be helpful to the current situation.

A few guards who were still "loyal", but actually had the intention of snatching the horses and bringing Zheng Sheng back to the Zheng clan in order to make great contributions, and escorted Zheng Sheng around the battlefield that was still fighting fiercely. Arrived at the camp's stables, but there were also people fighting here.

Zheng Sheng heard a familiar voice, but when he saw it, it was Wen Xiaoting and Qiannu who were fighting with the three men in black.

"Go help them." Zheng Sheng ordered.

The guards hesitated, and someone else persuaded: "Shizi, it is important to escape. ”

"She's the daughter of Captain Dongyi, don't you know? Saving her is worth more than saving me. Zheng Shengdao.

The guards were beaming with joy on their faces, and each came forward with his weapons to help in the battle.

Seeing that Zheng Sheng's people were numerous, the men in black retreated one after another and went to other battlefields.

Zheng Sheng didn't talk to Wen Xiaoting. Seeing that she had already pounced, she was drenched in heavy rain and still had blood stains on her body, her face was pale and angry: "Zheng Sheng, why did you get here?" What about sniffing and Qing'er? ”

Zheng Sheng grinned, but couldn't say a word.

Wen Xiaoting looked at him in disappointment.

Thinking of the Wen father and son, who had already fallen in Luoyang, before being urged to get on the horse by the guards, Zheng Sheng said with difficulty: "Run." If you don't run, you'll die here. ”

Wen Xiaoting raised her hand without saying a word, and slapped it loudly.