"Sure enough, he deserves to be the famous Northland Spear King!"

On the hill in the distance, Yang Ang grinned and sighed: "However, a good tiger can't stand up to a pack of wolves, today your Zhang Xiu is destined to become a stepping stone on my Yang Ang's road to fame!" ”

Yang Ang, who was full of confidence, ordered his subordinates to light torches, and under the firelight, he looked at Zhang Xiu and Hu Che'er from a distance, the corners of his mouth outlined a hideous smile, and slowly raised the ring knife in his hand, held it high above the top, his eyes were blazing, his face opened wide with excitement, and a pride and ambition erupted from his throat, "Meritorious service, just now!" Shijun's loyal Taoists, with a little more effort, Zhang Xiu is already dying! ”

The Hanzhong soldiers around him were all eager to try. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info What Yang Ang said just now, they all heard it clearly, either for the sake of defending the Dao and protecting the sect, or simply for promotion and making a fortune, and their eyes all exuded a hungry wolf-like gaze. In their eyes, the dying and struggling Zhang Xiu is no longer the mighty Northland Spear King, but just a dish on a plate, a bowl of rice, which can be easily eaten with an open mouth.

It is true that Zhang Xiu, who has been fighting for more than an hour, has already reached the limit of his physical strength. Now, every time he swings a shot, it seems that he has to pull out the mountains and reclaim the sea. Up and down the body, there is rarely a complete body of flesh and skin, and black blood is bubbling out everywhere on the body. And the Xiliang horse under his crotch was already half an hour ago, and the legs had been cut off by several Hanzhong soldiers, although Zhang Xiu quickly avenged his beloved horse, but he could no longer save the life of the beloved horse that accompanied him to conquer the north and south.

Hu Che'er's situation is not much better than Zhang Xiu's, although Zhang Xiu has attracted more hatred and pulled away more firepower, but several times, if he hadn't stepped forward and used his own flesh and blood to block the killing blow of the Hanzhong soldiers for Zhang Xiu, Zhang Xiu probably wouldn't have been able to hold on to it until now.

Although Zhang Xiu suffered many injuries, almost all of them were not fatal skin injuries, while Hu Che'er's injuries were few, but they were much more serious.

However, if there is no accident, I am afraid that it will not be long before they will fall and never get up again.

Zhang Xiu, whose strength was rapidly draining, had begun to blur her vision, and her breathing was becoming more and more difficult. Dizzy and bitter smiled, and shook his head weakly, "But I didn't expect that my Zhang Xiu would die here!" ”

Seeing that Zhang Xiu's top-heavy body was about to fall down, Hu Che'er hurriedly swung out two axes, forced the Hanzhong soldiers around him to retreat temporarily, took two big steps to support Zhang Xiu, and did not speak, he sank his waist and carried Zhang Xiu up, and roared like a fierce beast, regardless of whether the arm was two axes, and he didn't know that the leader of the platoon had cut down a few enemy soldiers.

Yang Ang saw it clearly from a distance, afraid that the cooked duck would fly away, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't let it go, ah!" ”

Yang Ang was full of horror and grabbed the eagle feather arrow that seemed to fall from the sky and was shooting into his mouth, he could no longer speak, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground softly.

"Jinrong, don't panic, Huang Zhong is here!"

After sniping Yang Ang with one arrow, Huang Zhong hung up his bow and took his sword, slammed his horse, and shouted loudly; "Brothers, don't let an enemy soldier go! The Hanzhong soldiers on the other side have all listened to me, you have no way out! Those who know the times abandon their weapons and surrender and kneel on the side of the road, but they are not to blame for the past! Those who resist will be killed! ”

Hu Che'er, who was already exhausted, heard Huang Zhong's voice from a distance, and the breath he was holding in his heart immediately relaxed, and then he felt a wave of fatigue coming overwhelmingly, his legs were weak, and he couldn't run anymore, so he fell to the ground so straight......

Zhang Lu governed the army with five buckets of rice, and governed the army with five buckets of rice, the benefits are obvious, but at the same time, there are inevitable flaws. That is, after the loss of faith, the combat effectiveness of his army will be greatly reduced in an instant. For these Hanzhong soldiers, their belief was Yang Ang, but Yang Ang was easily killed by Huang Zhong's earth-shattering arrow, which made the Hanzhong soldiers instantly fall into confusion, followed by a huge panic.

The Hanzhong soldiers, who had lost their faith, were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, completely losing the ability to resist.

"Jinrong, are you alright?"

It only took less than half an hour for Huang Zhong's Youhe Army to control the battle, except for a small number of Hanzhong soldiers who took advantage of the chaos to escape, most of them knelt on the side of the road obediently and became prisoners of the Youji Army.

Huang Zhong walked up to Zhang Xiu with a guilty face, gently checked his injuries, and couldn't help but wet his eyes with tears and guilt: "If I could have arrived earlier, Jinrong wouldn't have to suffer so much!" It's me who is too late, sorry! ”

Zhang Xiu shook his head weakly, gently grabbed Huang Zhong's hand, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said, "Brother Han Sheng's life-saving grace today, embroidery will never be forgotten!" Brother Hansheng doesn't need to blame himself, it's his own negligence that leads to today's disaster, no wonder anyone! ”

Huang Zhong hesitated a little, and said in a deep voice: "The Lord ordered me to ask you a word for him, how do you feel about today's defeat?" ”

"What?"

Zhang Xiu didn't know where the strength came from, so he sat up suddenly, and asked Huang Zhong with a shocked face: "Could it be that the lord has already expected that I will lose this battle?" ”

Huang Zhong nodded awkwardly, "Before leaving, the military advisor told me that although the soldiers of Hanzhong are vulnerable on the surface, they are not without the strength to fight. Jin Rongwei is famous, and he is young and vigorous, and he will inevitably take advantage of the enemy if he is not strictly guarded, or he will take advantage of the enemy! ”

Zhang Xiu gritted his teeth with an ugly face and asked, "In that case, why did the military advisor strongly recommend me to be the vanguard?" Why didn't you mention me one or two in advance? ”

Huang Zhong smiled bitterly: "If Jin Rong listens to my next words, he may understand the hard work of the military advisor." ”

Zhang Xiu took a deep breath and nodded slowly, "Please speak!" ”

Huang Zhong asked with a solemn expression: "Yangping Pass is steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack, not several times the number of troops, and it will take a long time. Does Jin Rong think so? ”

Zhang Xiu nodded in agreement: "That's true. ”

Huang Zhong said again: "The military division has a plan, which can make our army easily break through the barrier. It's just that this needs Jinrong's help. And I'm not sure now if Jin Rong still has the strength to stand up! ”

Zhang Xiu gritted her teeth, stood up with difficulty, patted her chest vigorously, and said loudly: "Brother Hansheng, but there is a dispatch, and he doesn't dare to refuse!" ”

Huang Zhong patted Zhang Xiu's shoulder, "Then you have to grieve Jin Rong." ”

Zhang Wei, the public rule of the table, was about twenty-five years old at the time. There is a brother Zhang Lu above, who is the general of Zhennan who was sealed by the imperial court, and the Taishou of Hanzhong. There is a younger brother named Zhang Zhen below, who has just been crowned. In fact, Zhang Wei also has a younger brother named Zhang Zheng, although he was only in his early tens when he died, he showed his talent for the Heavenly Master Dao early, but it was precisely because of this that Liu Zhang's jealousy was tragic.

Unlike Zhang Lu and the other two younger brothers, Zhang Wei is not very interested in the mantle of his father and ancestors, what he prefers is the pleasure of holding power to determine life and death. Therefore, they will take the initiative to invite Ying to come to guard the Yuyang Pingguan.

After thinking about it repeatedly at night, Zhang Wei agreed to Yang Ang's request and asked him to lead half of the guards out of the city to attack the camp of the Youhe army. Now that three hours have passed, Dongfang has revealed a trace of fish belly white, but no news has been sent back, which makes Zhang Wei, who has not slept all night, can't help but worry.

The powerful combat effectiveness of the Youji Army is known to the whole world, and it is naturally impossible for Zhang Wei not to know. When he first learned the news that Han Jun personally led the army south, he even had the idea of abandoning the pass and surrendering.

It's just that he couldn't bear Yang Ang's repeated pleas, and Zhang Wei had the courage to agree to his request. But not long after Yang Ang left, he regretted it again, because he was different from Yang Ang, who was born in a poor family, he was Zhang Lu's younger brother, and as long as Zhang Lu reigned for one day, he could enjoy one day of glory and wealth. There is no need for him to risk his net worth and his life in order to become famous like Yang Ang.

However, there was no turning back when he opened the bow, Zhang Wei also knew a little bit of military strategy, and knew in his heart that since the soldiers and horses had been dispatched, if they were recalled for no reason, they would only consume morale in vain.

Therefore, Zhang Wei could only stand on the Yangping Pass and pray secretly, praying that Yang Ang would live up to his expectations and bring back good news to him.

When the waning moon was sinking in the west and the rising sun was about to burst out in the east, Zhang Wei, who was like ants on a hot pot, was turning around the city like an ant, but he only waited for a group of embarrassed defeated soldiers.

Zhang Wei only felt that his heart had sunk into the abyss, and he could see that the war was not so smooth without asking.

There were about more than a thousand defeated soldiers, who poured into the city like flies, and seeing their lost souls one by one, Zhang Wei was not in the mood to ask questions. What else is there to ask? The victory and defeat were already obvious, and he didn't want to know anything now, he just wanted to calm down by himself.

The door closed heavily, creaked and closed again, Zhang Wei looked at the blush in the sky steadily, but his heart was as desperate as ashes.

In the distance, another group of Hanzhong soldiers ran back, but it seemed that these more than 1,000 people were diametrically opposed to the previous defeated soldiers, whether it was their mental state or queue formation, they didn't look like they had lost the battle.

Zhang Wei's heart suddenly came alive again, and he stared at the soldiers and horses under the gate with a complicated expression and asked loudly, "Whose subordinate are you waiting for?" ”