In the early morning, a trace of moon hook hung obliquely in the sky by the west mountain, and a few fireflies who got up late made their last bloom in the gentle breeze in the early morning; After a night's hard work, the mosquitoes and flies seem to have filled their bellies, and they all return to their nests at this time.

Although there is a hint of a moon hook, darkness covers the vast land, and only in the eastern sky, a piece of fish belly white is appearing.

Dawn is coming.

Dozens of bonfires, unextinguished all night, stubbornly fought against the darkness and tried to illuminate a small place of light. In the dim light of the campfire, the outline of a city could be seen in the distance, and the soldiers patrolling back and forth on the walls.

This is the city of mediocrity.

Under the city walls outside the city, several bonfires are trying to shine in the morning seal.

On the city walls, patrol soldiers only need to glance out to see if there is movement outside the city. It's just that the patrol soldiers stayed up for most of the night, and they were very tired at this time, so they just wanted to find a place to sleep well.

Patrolling, becoming a little careless.

In the dimness of the campfire, there is always a place where it cannot be illuminated.

Under the city wall, in the shadow of a corner, there is a group of dark shadows, lurking silently.

On the city wall, a group of patrolling defenders had just passed, and when they had gone away, three people quickly rose up in the dark shadows, holding daggers in both hands, inserting them into the gaps in the wall tiles, and quickly climbed up along the city wall.

The patrol pattern on the city wall has long been figured out, and there is a gap of half an hour before the next patrol team comes.

Half an hour was enough for all these shadows to climb the city wall.

The dagger was stuck in the gap between the wall tiles, and in a dozen breaths, three black shadows climbed the city wall.

Then, a dozen rope ladders were lowered down the city walls.

The group of black shadows lurking under the city also began to climb up the rope ladder.

Climbing the city wall with a dagger in both hands is not something that everyone can do, even if it is a carefully selected soldier, it is impossible for everyone to do it. Because, the walls of Shangyong City are more than five zhang high.

In less than half a pillar of incense, two or three hundred black shadows that were originally lurking in the shadows all climbed up the city wall along the rope ladder.

"Second brother, you and Zilong are going to occupy the city gate, brother is going to kill!"

In the dark shadow, a person said in a low voice, but this is Zhang Fei.

The sneak attack on Shangyong City was led by Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun.

They crept into the city, opened the gates, and then the army that had been waiting outside the city for a long time would be the first to enter the city.

At that time, Shangyong City will fall into the hands of Uncle Liu Huang.

According to Zhang Fei's original intention, when attacking the city, it should be opened and closed, and the sword should be fought openly; Such a sneaky stealing of the city is completely like being a thief and opportunistic. This is not in line with his character Zhang Laosan.

But alas, this is the arrangement of the military advisor Zhuge Kongming's child.

Zhang Fei can ignore Kong Ming's arrangement, but the eldest brother's words, he Zhang Fei can't help but listen. Now, the eldest brother has long been confused by Kong Ming'er, and almost obeys the words, but snubs the two of them as brothers.

Zhang Fei didn't have any hatred for Zhuge Kongming, but he was somewhat resentful.

In other words, he Zhang Sanye is now thirty-six or seventeen years old, but how old is Zhuge Kongming?

A middle-aged uncle, a battlefield general, and a martial artist in the Ning Gang Realm, but was commanded by a little guy who was less than twenty years old, how could Zhang Laosan be willing in his heart?

has the same mentality, naturally Guan Er.

The martial artists of the Condensation Realm have always thought highly of themselves.

They are in awe of the monks who are like masters in the world, but after getting along for a long time, they have long ceased to be in awe of Zhuge Kongming, who is not yet twenty years old, and what they have in their hearts is just unwilling to be driven by a little guy.

……

"Third brother, slow down, I'll go with you."

Under a night suit, Guan Yu ripped off his mask, stroked his long beard and smiled.

The big husband should be bright and kill all directions, how can he be so sneaky, rooster and dog thief?

Next to him, Zhao Yun smiled bitterly.

To say that he is unwilling to be commanded by a son, Zhao Yun also had this mentality at the beginning. However, after seeing the strategizing of Kong Ming's military division, the unwillingness in Zhao Yun's heart has long disappeared, and the only thing left is admiration.

For example, in the current situation, Kong Ming's military division actually expected it a long time ago?!

Zhao Yun still remembered that when Kong Ming's military division arranged for them to steal the city, he had explained to him in private, saying that after Yun Chang and Yide entered Shangyong City, they would definitely want to kill the Quartet, and they would leave the heavy responsibility of seizing the city gate behind.

Therefore, the military advisor had repeatedly told him Zhao Yun to appease Yun Chang and Yide.

If he can't appease these two, he, Zhao Yun, must also complete the important task of seizing the city gate.

Now, just after climbing the city wall, Yun Chang and Yide's urine sex was really hit by Kong Ming's military division!

"The clouds are long, the wings are decent, and they are slow." Zhao Yun grabbed the two of them and began to persuade them bitterly.

"The two generals go to the city to kill the Quartet, of course, they can be happy for a while, but have you ever thought that once the 20,000 Han Chinese troops in the city counterattack, with our little strength, can we hold the city gate and hold on until the lord and they enter the city?"

"Once the Hanzhong army regains control of the city gate, our stealing of the city will turn into a storm."

"Do the two generals think that with our five or six thousand soldiers and horses, we can storm Shangyong City, which is garrisoned by 20,000 troops?"

"The lord has been running to Xizhou for so many years, and now there is no hope of seizing a foothold in Hanzhong. The two generals are the brothers and sisters of the lord, not to mention assisting the lord to achieve great things, but they can't always drag the lord back at a critical moment, right? ”

After the persuasion, Zhao Yun spoke very directly.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who are proud of their good military force, are the brothers and sisters of the lord, and they have always despised others. In Uncle Liu's small group, in addition to the lord who can suppress these two, only he Zhao Zilong is left, and he can barely persuade the two of them.

This is also the reason why the military advisor Kong Ming arranged for him Zhao Yun and Guan Yu to steal the city together.

……

Zhao Zilong's exhortation made Guan Yu and Zhang Fei very ashamed.

They only cared about venting their grievances in their hearts, but they forgot that at this time, it was the critical moment for the eldest brother to gain a foothold.

At this moment, Zhang Fei couldn't help but think of the night when he was drunk in Xuzhou City.

Guan Yu has not been careless about Jingzhou at the moment, otherwise, Guan Yu will be ashamed of himself.

Sure enough, they are brothers, and they always drop the chain at critical moments and pull the big brother's hind legs!

"Alas!" Guan Yu sighed, then waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go and seize the city gate first!" ”

In an instant, two or three hundred black shadows quickly rushed to the bottom of the city along the steps on the city wall.

Inside the city gate, more than a dozen sentries were already lying on the ground, all asleep.

On a scorching summer night, when the city gate is closed, and there are still their own brothers patrolling the city wall, how can they, who watch the city gate, not seize the opportunity to sleep well?

The black shadow pounced, and the more than ten sentinels were wiped on their necks in their sleep in an instant, without the slightest sound.

In the air, only the slightest smell of blood bloomed.

Leaning slightly, the city gate slowly opened, and the bonfires at the city gate were also extinguished.