At this moment, Guo Huai hurriedly entered, presented a silk book, frowned and said: "Zhongda, this is the list that Zhou Guozuo secretly posted in the city last night, and it has spread throughout the city this morning, and the soldiers are discussing it in private, so take a look." ”

List.

Sima Yi was stunned, and took the silk book list suspiciously, and after only a few glances, Sima Yi was shocked, and he froze there for a moment, like a statue, without moving.

In the blink of an eye, his brow was furrowed into a thread, his nostrils were sprayed with rough air, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were bloodshot, and even his eyeballs were about to explode.

Endless flames of rage burned in his chest like a volcanic eruption, surging through Sima Yi's body, as if they were about to explode him at any moment.

The content on the list is that he Sima Yi killed Yuan Shang and abandoned his fiancée, and his actions and wolf ambitions were all exposed, and the writing was very infectious.

The signature at the end turned out to be Zhang Chunhua.

The text was obviously transcribed, but Sima Yi was very familiar with the handwriting, it was not Zhang Chunhua, who else could there be.

This means that Zhang Chunhua is still alive, not only alive, but also forced by Zhang Yuan to write this list exposing him, which was posted by Zhang Yuan everywhere to hit his reputation and disturb his military morale.

"Zhang Yuan, you deceive people too much," Sima Yi gritted his teeth and scolded, an unprecedented flame of anger burning in his chest.

Sima Yi is more clear, and the reason why Zhang Yuan asked Zhang Chunhua to write this letter is to increase the persuasiveness of it, and to humiliate him fiercely.

Think about it, he is dignified Sima Zhongda, but his fiancée exposed his murder of the old master and abandoning his relatives, what will the world think of him.

"Slut, you know that you are helping Zhang Yuan humiliate me by doing this, why do you still do it." Sima Yi gritted his teeth and deeply resented Zhang Chunhua.

He knew that Zhang Chunhua was forced, but he was still blaming Zhang Chunhua for being greedy for life and afraid of death, and he shouldn't have done such a shameless thing because he was afraid of death.

Even, he still had a big brain, thinking of Zhang Yuan's lust, and Zhang Chunhua had surrendered to Zhang Yuan's crotch, extremely ugly, or Zhang, this list was simply written by Zhang Chunhua's heart.

Xingxiang Xingxing, Xingxing Xingjue was embarrassed, Sima Yi tore up the list in his hand like crazy, and roared and shouted: "Zhang Yuan, you dare to humiliate me Sima Yi so much, I, Sima Yi, swear to the sky, if I don't kill you, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed." ”

The soldiers on the left and right had never seen him so furious, and they were all frightened and retreated.

Guo Huai sighed bitterly and said in a deep voice: "I also heard that Zhang Yuan has wiped out all the people of Zhongda and your clan, not only that, but the clans in Yueyang City have not been spared. ”

The Sima clan was wiped out.

The debris flew in the sky, and the furious Sima Yi's body shook violently, and the whole person froze again, his face was bruised, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he could burst at any time.

Zhang Yuan was brutal, and Sima Yi was mentally prepared for the murder of his clan as early as when he abandoned his clan outside Yueyang and fled first.

But when he heard the news with his own ears, he still couldn't suppress the endless anger in his heart.

That kind of anger is not because he is sad and angry at the death of his relatives, but because of Zhang Chunhua's list, everyone in the world knows that it is because of his Sima Yi's abandonment that his clansmen fell into the hands of Zhang Yuan, and they were finally killed by Zhang Yuan.

In other words, with the fall of the Sima clan, his Sima Yi also had the blood of his relatives on his hands.

"Zhang Yuan,,Zhang Yuan,," Sima Yikong was ashamed, but he could only roar at the dim lobby.

Guo Huai shook his head and sighed, Lu Bu was silent, and the soldiers on the left and right also looked gloomy.

The depressed breath soon spread like a plague throughout the army, Zhang Yuan did not need a single soldier, only a single example, and easily ruined Sima Yi's prestige among the soldiers, so that the three thousand soldiers of Ma Yi, the already low morale, fell to the bottom.

When Sima Yi was angry in the city, Zhang Yuan drove north with a large army and went straight to Mayi.

Two days later, Zhang Yuanqin led a forward army of 30,000 and arrived outside the south gate of Mayi.

In order to seize the northern counties of Vietnam before Liu Bei, Zhang Yuan no longer used the strategy of encircling first and then fighting this time, and the day after arriving outside the city of Mayi, he raised an army of 30,000 forwards and prepared to launch an immediate attack on the city of Mayi.

It is said that the sky is clear.

30,000 Great Zhou soldiers lined up in the south of the city of Mayi, and countless banners converged into a black road, surging, like a bloody road, shocking and disintegrating the fighting spirit of the remnants of the enemy in the city.

When Sima Yi learned that the Zhou army was coming, he had to carry a lot of anger, and with 3,000 remnants of the city, he came to the city gate to wait for him.

Ascending to the top of the city and looking into the distance, Sima Yi saw the golden royal flag with the word "Zhou" at a glance.

Under the royal flag, the figure of the iron tower standing must be Zhang Yuan.

As soon as he saw Zhang Yuan, Sima Yi was angry, and he couldn't restrain himself from thinking of Zhang Chunhua's humiliating example, and his mind came to mind that the fiancée who should have belonged to him was a shameful picture of Ruzhong prostrate under Zhang Yuan's crotch and Ruzhong being whipped by Zhang Yuan.

Those pictures he imagined by himself were like steel knives all the time, piercing Sima Yi's heart and vomiting blood.

"Zhang Yuan, I will never let you capture Mayi, never!" Sima Yi gritted his teeth and kept encouraging himself to support himself.

It's just that when he glanced at the boundless and overwhelming Zhou army outside the city, he secretly took a breath of cool air, and his anger cooled down by half.

Although the Zhou army had 30,000, the number was still ten times that of him, and the momentum was like fire.

On the other hand, he himself had only 3,000 troops in his hands, and his number was not good, and under the lack of combat effectiveness, he was also hit by Zhang Yuan's "despicable" methods to the point of losing confidence in himself and his fighting spirit falling to the bottom.

Even so, Sima Yi could only bear this uneasiness in his heart, cheer up his spirits, and drink to cheer up the remaining Vietnamese troops and prepare for a bloody battle to meet the enemy.

More than 100 steps away, Zhang Yuan sat on his hip and held a war knife, standing towering like a god in the midst of ten thousand armies.

Thirty thousand pairs of eyes all looked at Zhang Yuan, full of admiration and confidence.

In their eyes, Zhang Yuan was the reincarnated existence of the saint, as if as long as they saw his figure, they felt that they would be invincible, and no enemy could stop them.

When he saw Sima Yi appear in the city, a sneer rose at the corner of Zhang Yuan's mouth, and he raised his knife and shouted: "Give Sima Yi the gift of this king." ”

The order was passed down, and more than ten heavenly thunder cannons, under the cover of the big shield soldiers, slowly pushed forward to the front.

At the head of Mayi City, Sima Yi saw the appearance of the heavenly thunder cannon, thinking that Zhang Yuan was about to bombard again, his heart suddenly tightened, and he was anxious to drink the order to prepare to dodge the stone bullets, and ordered the pro-army to form layers of big shields in front of him to protect himself.