Li's army rested in Jiangyou for three days, and the army came to its senses, after all, it was very difficult to cross hundreds of miles of mountains, and within three days, the entire Jiangyou City was blocked, and it was not until the fourth day that the city gate slowly opened, and at this time, Li had already led the army to Mianzhu to kill the past.

Sword Pavilion, Zhang Jun stood on the city wall, his eyebrows were furrowed, but the uneasiness in his heart was getting worse and worse, not only in the Sword Pavilion, the enemy had no movement, even the grain and grass in the rear had not been transported in time, which made him feel a little bad in his heart.

The Sword Pavilion in the early morning was silent, and there were bursts of birdsong in the distant mountains, which seemed extraordinarily quiet, it was originally a place where hermits lived, or literati swam in the mountains and rivers here, Zhang Jun was also a literati, according to reason, Zhang Jun could also chant a good poem at this time, but at this moment Zhang Jun didn't have any thoughts at all, with the appearance of the sun on the horizon, this nervous heart became heavier and heavier, as if it could suppress his breathing and make him breathless.

"General, Jiangyou is urgent." At this time, Meng Lin's panicked voice came from behind him, Zhang Jun turned his head violently, and looked at his subordinates deadly, only to see Meng Lin rushing up from the city, looking flustered, and his face was full of cold sweat.

"Meng Lin, what's going on?" Zhang Jun took three steps and made two steps to meet him.

"Dashuai, Jiangyou, Jiangyou has fallen." Meng Lin knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, this news was not only for Zhang Jun, but also for Meng Lin, the fall of Jiangyou was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Meng Lin was stunned all of a sudden. Jiangyou is located in its own rear, how can it be lost?

"Jiangyou, how can it be lost?" Zhang Jun's old hands trembled, and the spirit of the whole person fell instantly, making him look like an old man, where is there still the appearance of a general.

"Li personally led an army of 30,000 people out of the Yinping Trail, and Jiangyou was caught off guard and fell into the hands of Li." Meng Lin hurriedly said. In fact, he knew that even if Jiang You took precautions, it would be impossible for such a small city to defend against tens of thousands of troops like Li, and Jiang You's fall into Li's hands was a foregone conclusion.

"Yin Ping Path, Yin Ping Path. It was when Li Qiao attacked us a few days ago. Zhang Jun suddenly thought of something, his face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Ding Wei misunderstands me, Ding Wei misunderstands me." Zhang Jun thought of the warning sent by Ding Wei, where is this information, it is clear that Li deliberately leaked his marching plan, in fact, Li's goal is not Dali at all, it is Bashu, a Dali for Li, where is important to capture Bashu.

If it weren't for the information sent by Ding Wei, he would definitely strengthen the defense of Yinping, even if Li forcibly attacked Yinping, he would have enough time to react, send an army, stationed in Jiangyou, and resist Li's army a little, now it is too late, Jiangyou has fallen into the hands of the enemy, the Bashu portal is opened, and there is no obstacle all the way to Jinguancheng, not to mention, his 100,000 army grain route has been cut off, and if you want to leave, you have to see the enemy's mind. Even he was worried that Li Qiao on the other side might have gotten the news and would not let him leave easily.

At this time, a burst of war drums pierced the tranquility of the early morning, Zhang Jun looked over, and saw that in the military camp in the distance, there were countless black figures gathering, Li Qiao really knew the news of the fall of Jiangyou, there was no movement in the first two days, probably to tempt himself, today there is finally no need to hide, Li's army has left Jiangyou and killed Mianzhu, it is conceivable that Mianzhu, who is unaware, can also not resist, Li's attack.

"Damn Li Qiao, he actually called." Meng Lin looked flustered, at this time, Li Qiao led the army to kill, how long could the Sword Pavilion last? Meng Lin didn't know it himself.

"Meng Lin, lead the army to retreat, just leave me five thousand elite soldiers, I can still resist for you for three days, three days later, presumably, you have already gone to Bazhou, Li Qiao's main target is Jinguancheng, and he will not pursue you." Zhang Jun suddenly thought of something, and a smile suddenly appeared on his old face.

"General, the last general is willing to stay, the general is the ability of the country, how can he stay here and be harmed by the enemy?" Meng Lin couldn't care about being sad at this time, and hurriedly said, where can five thousand soldiers and horses resist the 100,000 army, Zhang Jun wants to use his life to resist Li Qiao and find a chance to survive for himself and tens of thousands of troops. But Zhang Junnai is a general, where can he compare with him, he shook his head and said: "General, you better go!" The imperial court needs someone like the general to preside over the army, and even if the last general breaks through, I am afraid that he will not be able to restrain these tens of thousands of troops, let alone defend Bazhou. ”

"The old man is already old, he has been loyal to the three emperors, he has fought all his life, and he doesn't want to move anymore, General Meng, you are still young, the Great Song Dynasty needs talents like you, hand over these troops to Yue Fei, and the only one in the entire Great Song Dynasty who can deal with Li Yue Fei is him, but unfortunately, there are too few Yue Fei." Zhang Jun waved his hand and said, "Let's go, Li Qiao is going to attack." ”

Meng Lin didn't dare to slack off when he heard this, so he could only wipe away his tears, bow to Zhang Jun, and retreat in pain, he wanted to rectify tens of thousands of troops, leave the Sword Pavilion, and retreat to Bazhou.

After Zhang Jun waited for Meng Lin to leave, he suddenly pulled out the sword on his waist, looked around left and right, and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, the enemy is in front of us, we only have 5,000 men and horses, and in the face of an army of more than 100,000, are you afraid?" ”

There was silence at the top of the city, and soon there was a roar.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Don't be afraid! Unafraid! ”

The voice soon resounded throughout the Sword Pavilion, the battle had not yet happened, a tragic aura shrouded in the Sword Pavilion, most of these soldiers were soldiers who followed Zhang Jun to the death, the veteran Zhang Jun's prestige in the army may not be as good as Yue Fei, but he is definitely a highly respected person, he stayed in the Sword Pavilion, and fought to the death with the enemy, there may be people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, but at this time, they are all moved by Zhang Jun's loyalty, and they will forget the fear of death, and they will fight bravely.

Under the city wall, Li Qiao personally led the army to come, listening to the shouting on the Sword Pavilion, he sighed slightly: "It's a pity, this Zhang Jun is also a general, it's a pity, it's a pity that he will fall here today." Facing Zhang Jun, who has resisted him for more than a year, Li Qiao's mood is complicated, and he regrets it, but unfortunately, in the face of the situation of unification of the world, Li Qiao can only attack the Sword Pavilion.

"Attack." Li Qiao's face was straight, he rushed out of the sword, pointed at the Sword Pavilion, and finally launched the final attack on the Sword Pavilion.

However, in two days, the Sword Pavilion fell, and Zhang Jun fought the Tang Army in a bloody battle, and committed suicide with all his might. Li Qiao ordered someone to bury him.