Although the army had regrouped and several rapid marches had been sent from the rear to replenish the scattered vanguard battalion, Ma Jun still did not have the slightest sense of security at this time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The blood of his fellow villagers was stained on the placket of his clothes, and it was already black, and even his fingernails were coagulated with brown blood clots.

"I, I want to go home."

This thought filled the teenager's entire mind, like a lingering hope and a spell, leaving his desire to fight in a strange state of fluctuating decline.

When some people hear the embattled song, they want to move forward bravely, fight their way out, and take a look at the hometown in their memory if they can't return to their hometown. The other group of people is homesick, all they think about is a leisurely life, the bedding of their wife, and the throat is low, "Being a soldier can't earn military merits, it's better to go back to the hometown to farm." This kind of words of regret.

But Ma Jun is not like this, he is a combination of contradictions, on the one hand, he is stimulated by the death of his fellow villagers, and on the other hand, he trembles under the cowardice in his heart.

One foot wants to move forward, but the other is stepping back, tangled and hesitant.

Wandering all the way, Ma Jun followed the army, but he saw a not too large military camp not far away.

Immediately, a side-by-side soldier with better eyesight beside him exclaimed, "Look, that camp, the camp gate is wide open, and it seems to be empty!" ”

As soon as these words came out, it alarmed the captain of their team, who also looked carefully, only to find that this was indeed the case.

This scene not only happened to them, but the entire Wei army was lively for a while.

"Haha, you see, the shadow of those guys who are afraid of running away is gone!"

"A bunch of cowards, my broadsword hasn't drunk enough blood!"

"Come on, who was scared of the other cavalry's camp just now and lost all his knives? Don't be ashamed! ”

"What do you say? Look for death, you ......"

Such conversations can be seen everywhere in the military formation at this time, but there is no real conflict, these dialogues can only mean that these Wei soldiers are still apprehensive at the moment under the previous wave of Zhao Yun's rush and killing, so they look at the front to settle down the enemy army has withdrawn, and their hearts are relaxed.

That didn't last long, though.

Because, as the distance gradually approached, soon, a louder noise arose from all over the army!

"Nope! Look! ”

"On top of that camp wall, there seems to be someone?!"

The uproar of his army also disturbed the new commander of the army at this time, and he stood on top of the chariot and looked at the camp that was not too far away, and his hand holding his sword was already bruised from too much force.

"This, it's simply not to take our army in your eyes!" He roared angrily, and the figure on the camp wall was extremely dazzling in his eyes at the moment!

"What a thief!"

"How dare you play the piano on the camp gate so arrogantly?!"

……

Liu Chan pretended to pluck the strings, and the guards hidden behind him almost suffocated their internal injuries under the devastation of this magic sound.

"It's really not the ...... I want to get on" Liu Chan made a high-ranking posture while secretly complaining in his heart.

In his opinion, low-key luxury with connotation is the most suitable code of conduct for him at this moment, and such a fanfare is never a good idea.

However, there is no way, in the army, there are too few people like Zhuge Liang, and more of them are some rough people with five big and three thick, even Zhang Yi, the highest commander in the camp at this time, when Liu Chan asked him to sit in this position, he quickly shook his head and avoided it, he still has a number of pounds and pounds, playing with caution, and it is still okay to fight small battles.

However, in Liu Chan's opinion, this Zhang Yi actually still has his own thoughts in his heart, otherwise, why would he take the lead and impose this errand on him Liu Chan.

Knowing earlier, he didn't propose this additional plan that would definitely trap him if he thought about it carefully, and when he proposed it, he originally wanted to throw this errand to Zhao Yun, but he didn't expect it to fall on him by mistake in the end.

The ** that I made out by myself has to finish it with tears......

Looking at the thousands of troops and horses stretching in front of him, constantly approaching, no matter how strong his mental quality is and how mature his mental age is, he can't help but have some trembling legs and stomachs, but fortunately his lower body is completely blocked by the table in front of him where the guqin is placed, otherwise, I am afraid that he will be laughed to death by the enemy.

However, under the continuous approach of the enemy army, his heart suddenly calmed down, and the powerful bloodline inherited from the old Liu family helped Liu Chan a lot at this moment.

Moreover, as I played the piano, I began to become proficient, and many music scores appeared in my memory, and my fingers shook rapidly from time to time, and I used fingering. Except for a little surprise at the beginning, he soon understood that this was a gift left over from the memory of the original Liu Chan, and after being a student of Zhuge Liang for so many years, it would still be beneficial to play the qin.

At this moment, the expressions of the guards behind him finally became normal, compared to just now, although the current sound of the piano is jerky, but at least it is out of the category of noise.

Bulleting and flicking, Liu Chan found that the Wei army in front of him had stopped, and at a distance of more than four hundred steps, neither side had a way to attack the other.

Soon, he saw a general in delicate armor walking out of the Chinese army surrounded by several deputy generals of the guard, looking over from afar.

Liu Chan's attention began to focus on the man, he was guessing the other person's mental fluctuations according to the other party's movements, and when he began to feel anxious and hesitant, he would send a signal, and the smoke behind him would slowly rise, and the curtain of victory in the empty city plan would begin to open.

At this time, the generals who were concerned by him closed their eyes at this moment, as Liu Chan expected, although there was anger on his face, but he was more hesitant and contentious in his heart.

To attack, or not to attack?

If you don't attack, you will waste this vain camp, and attack, in case there is an ambush...... Eventually, however, his anger and thirst for merit prevailed, and he commanded his army and moved forward with a siege formation.

"That's it, life and death depend on life and wealth, and war is a gamble!" He gritted his teeth and let out an earth-shattering cry:

"Kill me! Whoever cuts off the head of the man at the gate will be rewarded with a hundred gold......"

On the commanding heights in the north, Zhao Yun looked at the Wei army advancing in front of the camp, and Liu Chan, who was personable above the camp gate and pointed out the words of the country, but a certain decision in his heart was more firm.

Zhao Liang has already been tied up and thrown aside, although he is his righteous son, Zhao Yun still does not have the slightest mercy, he can be called a famous general, this bit of courage can still be taken out.

He closed his eyes, focused his ears on his ears, and waited for the sound of the drums.

In his heart, the red-faced general of the Wei army was already a dead man.