"Retreat, all retreat," Guan Hai shouted, pulling out the sword in his hand, and once again forced the ironclad guard back. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The only seven remaining Yellow Turban athletes vacated two of them, hooked the flying hooks on the wall, and said to Guan Hai, "Qu Shuai, go." ”

During the battle, Guan Hai took the time to glance at the flying hook, and hurriedly turned around and swept it out, "You go first, I'll come to the palace." ”

"Qu Shuai, you go first, let's come to the palace." Behind Guan Hai, the two yellow turban athletes panted like cattle.

"Give me down, Lao Tzu is Qu Shuai, act according to orders," Guan Hai glanced back at him angrily. At this moment, a knife light slashed through Guan Hai's neck.

The cold blade, like a pinprick, stabbed Guan Hai's neck painfully, Guan Hai was frightened, his left shoulder shrugged, and his body fell to one side.

With a "poof", a knife was slashed on the shoulder, Guan Hai's face did not change, and a knife was swung, and the sharp blade forced back the incoming ironclad guard, taking the opportunity to jump out of the battle.

"Kill," the ironclad guard looked murderous, pressing step by step.

"Team rate, you... You okay! Er Meng's mouth overflowed with blood, looking at Xiao Hu with a beautiful face.

"It's okay, it's okay", Xiao Hu shook his head.

"Hey", the two grinned, revealing their blood-covered teeth, their eyes closed, their heads tilted, and they passed out.

"Ermeng, Ermeng," Xiao Hu shook violently, his hand poked into the tip of Ermeng's nose, with a little warmth, and a faint breath, Xiao Hu showed an ugly smile on his face, "Okay, you Ermeng." ”

Pulling one person to leave behind to protect the second fierce, Xiao Hu angrily carried the ring head knife and went straight to Guan Hai, swinging the knife and slashing.

At this time, above the city, Guan Hai and several Yellow Turban soldiers gradually got closer to each other, and the scope of their activities became smaller and smaller, when a Yellow Turban soldier jumped on the wall battlement, pulling the flying hook rope in one hand, and said to Guan Hai, "Qu Shuai, be careful." So he slid down the rope down the wall.

One after another, the Yellow Turban soldiers jumped onto the battlements, pulling the ropes, and only two unlucky men were cut off by the defenders, losing their balance on the battlements, and staggering down the walls.

"There will be a time later," when Guan Hai was the only one left in the city, Guan Hai grabbed the rope in his hand with one hand, and jumped on the wall with a residual sound.

"Leave me behind," a loud shout came from far and near, and a jet-black light emitted a sonic boom, and it was heading straight for Guan Hai at a speed like light.

"That's?" Guan Hai raised his eyes in surprise, and when the black shadow appeared not far in front of Guan Hai, through the faint light of the fire, Guan Hai found that the black light stuck out its tongue like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and rushed with fierce energy.

At the critical moment, Guan Hai didn't have time to dodge, so he instinctively raised the ring head knife on his right arm and blocked it in front of him.

"Ding," Zhang Fei's Zhangba snake spear struck the ring head knife, and a spark appeared, and the tip of the spear knocked the refined ring head knife in Guan Hai's hand open a gap and bounced towards the city. And Guan Hai, although he blocked this spear, but the snake spear that Zhang Fei threw hard was not idle, with a huge force to knock Guan Hai who was standing on the wall buttress out of the air, and fell with the momentum of a falling body, and in the fall, Guan Hai grabbed the rope in his hand and let the fall cause the friction between his hand and the rope.

"Cut off the flying hook, don't let him escape," on the side, Xiao Hu's mind was vicious, and he hurriedly commanded, and the people also rushed forward with an arrow, and several city guards brandished the ring head knife, cutting the rope of the flying hook, and the knife hit the wall battlement unabatedly, and a burst of sparks appeared.

The corner of Guan Hai's mouth was overflowing with blood, and suddenly the big hand that grabbed the rope was like a rootless duckweed, lost a resistance, and fell from mid-air at a faster speed.

"Drink", in mid-air, Guan Hai struggled to hit the exposed ring head knife on the city wall, the temples on both sides bulged, like a small bag, and the dark face appeared with dragon-like green tendons.

"Click", a sore sound came from the city wall. The ring-headed knife in Guan Hai's hand came into contact with the city wall, and a large spark came out, sparks shot out. However, in Guan Hai's struggle, although the ring head knife did not pierce into the stone bricks of the city wall, Guan Hai's descent speed has been reduced.

When there were still about five meters above the ground, Guan Haijiao glared at the city wall, threw down the ring knife in his hand, and fell steadily under the city wall with one flip.

"Ahem," Guan Hai stood still, pulling the wound in his chest, blood gushing out of his mouth.

"Qu Shuai," the Yellow Turban soldier, who had already landed safely, pounced on him with concern.

"I'm fine", Guan Hai waved his hand, looked up at the city, and waved his hand, "Withdraw!" ”

"Yes," several Yellow Turban soldiers supported Guan Hai and ran towards the Yellow Turban army.

Above the city, the archers jumped out of the battlements with their bows raised, and fired at the dark corners of the city wall until Zhang Fei stopped them.

The Yellow Turban Army, after Guan Hai, who had escaped safely, reported it, and covered his chest with a faint pain in his hand and went straight to the position of Qu Shuai Xu He, who was riding on a tall horse.

"Ahem, Dashuai, failed." Guan Hai ran in a hurry, and he had just suffered an internal injury, a cold sweat broke out on his sideburns, and his face was a little distorted.

"Guan Hai, why are you injured?" Xu He hurriedly jumped down and grabbed Guan Hai's arm.

"Great marshal, the Han army reacted quickly, and there were only a few of the thirty brothers who went out," Guan Hai had a look of shame on his face, and pressed his chest with one hand, "When I was about to retreat down the city wall, I, I was also hit down the city wall by a sharp weapon, and I suffered some slight internal injuries on my body. Dashuai, it is estimated that the sneak attack will not be successful! Guan Hai said with a black face. ”

"Pingling County," Xu He shouted through gritted teeth. "Qin Ming, Zhao Fang, the rear camp becomes the front camp, and retreats to the big camp."

"Yes, Marshal." The black-faced man Qin Ming and Zhao Fang raised their horsewhips and walked separately.

"Guan Hai, don't say anything, go back and heal your injuries first," Xu He patted Guan Hai's rough big hand and said gently.

"Dashuai," Guan Hai's face was ashamed, he didn't expect that he was usually dissatisfied with Xu He's identity as the marshal of Qingzhou, and he did everything against Xu He. Now, instead of blaming him for not being able to take the city gate, Xu Fei is worried about his wounds.

"The coming day is long, there will always be a day when Pingling County will be captured, and then Ben Shuai will definitely catch the Han general who knocked you down the city wall and deal with it for you." Xu He didn't have the majesty of a coach, and he slapped Guan Hai's left shoulder like a friend, and the distance between the two was shortened at once.

"Huh," Guan Hai squinted and grinned in pain in his left shoulder.

"What's wrong? Guan Hai. Xu He asked with concern.

"It's nothing, Dashuai," Guan Hai gritted his teeth, and at the same time, he swore in his heart that only Xu and Ma Shou would look forward to the future.

"Let's go," Xu He's voice fell, turned over and got on the horse, and Xu He's personal guards brought a good horse and Guan Hai, and let Guan Hai ride.

On the top of the city, Guan Yu led his troops to enter the four major city gate towers, and at the same time sent several groups of patrol teams to cross patrols, which is the so-called three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry.

"Big brother, let them withdraw, just leave five patrols, it is estimated that the yellow scarves will not come again," Zhang Feijun, who was dressed in black armor, had a little dust on his face.

"Well," Guan Yu nodded, and Danfeng's eyes shot a fierce light, "If it weren't for the foresight of the second brother, the iron armor guards guarded the city gate at night, I'm afraid that the Yellow Turban would have already attacked the city." Then, Guan Yu sighed lightly, "It seems that the training is going to speed up, and I can't wait!" ”

At this time, Zhang Fei suddenly thought, "It's already May, and the 300,000 troops of Peng Tuo and Bocai in Yingchuan should be broken by Huangfu Song's fire, and by the way, the three counties of Yingchuan will be pacified," Thinking of this, Zhang Fei had an unfathomable smile on his face, "Big brother, if there is another half a moon, I'm afraid that the Yellow Turbans outside the city will be panicked, and when the time comes, you and I will lead the new training soldiers to sneak attack, and it will be 100% successful." ”

"Is this true for the second brother?" Guan Yu Danfeng's eyes lit up, although there was a trace of doubt on his face, he still faintly believed Zhang Fei's words in his heart, after all, Zhang Fei had predicted the exact time of the Yellow Turban Uprising, and the Yellow Turban generals who appeared in Youzhou.

Zhang Fei shook his head, "Big brother, the secret of heaven must not be revealed, if you say it, it won't work, go, go back to sleep." As he spoke, he strode down to the city.

On the side, Guan Yu shook his head helplessly when he saw this, and the long hair under his chin fluttered in the wind.

At night, Zhang Feiduan, who had no sleep at all, sat in the camp tent with a lot of thoughts.

At this time, Zhang Zhan, who was dressed as a personal guard, was holding a pile of bamboo slips in his hand, with a happy smile on his face, "Childe, all the information you asked me to collect is here." ”

"Well, put it here," Zhang Fei pointed to the low case, overjoyed, and when Zhang Yan put the bamboo slip on the case, Zhang Fei casually picked up a piece of bamboo slip, looked at it casually, the smile on his face gradually converged, and at the same time did not forget to wave his hand, "You go back to rest first, and leave a few guards to guard the tent." ”

"No need, Childe, I'll accompany you here," Zhang opened his face with a stubborn look, "Childe, you don't rest in the second half of the night, and you still have to look at these bamboo slips, I can stay here and serve you tea and water, and add oil and core." ”

"I order you to go back and rest, I don't need you here." Zhang Fei had a serious look on his face, unquestionable.

"Oh," Zhang nodded his head.

When Zhang Jing left the tent, in the quiet tent, the candles were bright, Zhang Fei spread out the bamboo slips, and looked at them piece by piece, not daring to miss the slightest thing. The more he looked, the paler Zhang Fei's face became, and fine cold sweat broke out between his sideburns.

Wang Mang, before usurping the Han Dynasty, was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and poetry and songs were at his fingertips.

At the beginning, Wang Mang joined the Western Han Dynasty, and he devoted himself to the court on the surface; Be diligent and love the people; Be sincere and generous to others; He was hard and simple to himself, and was known as the reincarnation of Zhou Gong. Secretly, Wang Mang was a corporal, recruited talents, and developed his own power.

Subsequently, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Che's soul returned to the nine heavens, the young Emperor Han Ai succeeded to the throne, and the Empress Dowager Fu was in charge, and because the minister Wang Mang was famous all over the world, he was afraid of making two hearts, and designed to get rid of Wang Mang, but Wang Mang saw through it, took the initiative to resign, and returned to the fiefdom.

Later, in order to make a comeback, Wang Mang put his second son Wang Shu to death, because Wang Shu killed the slaves in the palace and was found and executed by Wang Mang. In the face of hundreds of officials, Empress Dowager Fu had the intention of not letting Wang Mang return to the court, but her strength was insufficient, and finally let Wang Mang return to the Han court as she wished. Subsequently, Emperor Ai of the Han Dynasty died, and Wang Mang further grasped the military and political power, excluded dissidents, installed his own cronies in the court, and controlled the court.