Seeing that the hair is getting closer and closer, and Sima Yi's entourage is getting closer and closer.

Sima Yi fell.

"Bump." As soon as his left foot went limp, Sima Yi fell to the ground.

Before Sima Yi could get up, a long sword that followed was on Sima Yi's neck.

Sen Han's sword blade not only stiffened Sima Yi's body, but also his entourage. The distance of three or five steps is only a short distance of three or five steps.

If Sima Yi hadn't fallen, their people would have been able to turn and escape from Ascension.

But Sima Yi fell down and was entrusted to the captivity.

"Don't move." When the long sword rested on Sima Yi's neck, Tuo Fa spat out three words in his fluent Chinese.

Moreover, he glared at several of Sima Yi's entourage very viciously.

At this moment, more than fifty brute soldiers behind Tuofa also arrived, and the neat long swords were aimed at several of Sima Yi's entourage.

Let everyone, including Sima Yi, understand a truth.

Tonight, Sima Yi planted.

At this moment, Sima Yi also understood why he felt something was wrong just now.

Because of the soldiers, because there are brutes all around. None of them were his henchmen, the elite soldiers he had cultivated. As a commander-in-chief, it is very dangerous to be in such a state.

But Sima Yi understood this truth too late.

Sima Yi's heart was filled with bitterness. But this moment also calmed Sima Yi down.

The brutes didn't want to kill him.

"What do you want to do?" Sima Yi ignored the cold blade on his neck, got up, patted the dirt on his knee, and said lightly.

"General Yang Wu wants to capture you alive." Regarding Sima Yi's actions, Tuofa didn't mind much and replied.

"Who are you?" Sima Yi raised his eyebrows and asked.

"General Shamoko." Tofa said bluntly.

"So it's him?" A memory fragment flashed in Sima Yi's mind, when he first entered the barbarian camp, the camp tent layout of the barbarian camp was really unsightly.

But there was a small army with a very orderly tent arrangement.

At the beginning, Sima Yi asked once in private. He knew that the tent belonged to Shamoko.

At that time, Sima Yi knew that this Shamoke was a talent, and he was a very human person. And such people often show courage and resourcefulness.

This kind of person, Sima Yi knew that something was wrong the first moment he knew. Something is very wrong.

But at that time, Sima Yi didn't expect that this Shamoke, as a barbarian, would actually yearn for the Han people in his heart.

Therefore, at that time, Sima Yi did not break with Shamo. Because for Sima Yi, the more chaotic the Wuxi people, the better. Brothers fight, that's the best thing.

But I didn't expect that this is where the error came in.

This Shamoke actually got in touch with Liu Feng and wanted to unite with Liu Feng to eradicate the barbarians.

Didn't he know that this was selling the entire Wuxi barbarians? What Sima Yi felt in his heart was remorse and incredulity.

However, when he felt the coldness emanating from the long sword around his neck, Sima Yi knew that he was finished. Remorse, the unbelievable is no longer good.

At this moment, Sima Yi didn't know how he felt.

From being forced to go out to being dispatched to the four counties of Jingnan. was ordered to set off a storm against Liu Feng. In order to delay the pace of Liu Feng's development.

From the time he set foot in Jingnan, Sima Yi never thought that he would be captured alive.

He may fail, but he never thinks he's going to be a prisoner.

Because Sima Yi felt that he was very alert and scheming. If it can't be done, then withdraw early.

But at this moment, Sima Yi felt a kind of change in the battlefield.

Nothing is impossible as long as you are on the battlefield.

A thousand should not, a thousand should not. I shouldn't have set foot in the barbarian camp in the first place.

Sima Yi's heart was full of remorse, and in addition to this, there was also confusion about the future.

Alive? Captured? After seeing Liu Feng, was he slashed with a knife, or was he under house arrest like Cao Ren?

Sima Yi also had some apprehension in his heart.

………………

In Linxiang City, Liu Feng stared at the camp in front of him.

The hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, and there was a rare trace of nervousness in his expression.

When there was a faint shout of killing, when a ball of fire rose into the sky, the tension between Liu Feng's eyebrows was swept away, and it was replaced by high spirits.

"Order Chen Da to send troops, and in addition, beat the drums to strengthen the momentum." Liu Feng didn't look back, and shouted.

"No." Zhou Shun, who was behind Liu Feng, took the order and left.

"Knock knock." A moment later, the earth-shattering beat of drums sounded.

At the same time, the drawbridge at the city gate was lowered with a loud bang. The two heavy doors were slowly pushed open by the soldiers.

Chen Da, who was wearing armor and standing on his horse, looked at the slowly opening city gate and looked at the chaotic camp in the distance.

Pulling out the Chu knife at his waist, he let out a loud roar, "Kill." Before the words fell, his feet clamped the horse's belly, and the whole person rushed out like a sharp sword.

"Kill." Behind him, the eight hundred soldiers of the broken army camp let out a loud roar.

Quickly followed Chen Da and rushed towards the barbarian camp.

The barbarian camp was about a mile or two away from the city, which seemed to be a little far away. But Chen Da felt in his heart that it was just right, and the murderous aura also had to be condensed.

The more time passes, the stronger the momentum in the chest becomes. The more lethal it shows. The distance of one or two kilometers is just enough to condense the momentum.

The distance of one or two miles is in a blink of an eye.

When the barbarian battalion was close in front of him, Chen Da and his army almost had a murderous aura in their hearts.

The soldiers of the Eight Hundred Broken Army Camp held the Chu knife in their hands tightly, and their expressions changed from indifferent to a little excited, a little bloodthirsty.

The blood in the chest cavity is also boiling.

"Kill." In front of the camp gate, Chen Da let out a wild roar. Kill it.

"Kill."

Eight hundred people roared in unison, like a stormy wave, and swept through the entire barbarian camp.

At this time, the barbarian camp was almost in chaos, and the two sides were fighting fiercely. There were about 100 soldiers in front of the gate.

The guard is a centurion.

When the sound of drums sounded in Linxiang City, the centurion broke out in a cold sweat. It doesn't matter if you have internal strife.

The order was immediately given to defend it.

Because of Liu Feng's situation, it was almost spread among the barbarians. The troops are exhausted, and it only takes two or three days to break through Linxiang City.

Therefore, the centurion still had some confidence to hold the camp gate.

At the same time, he also prayed in his heart that the two kings in the camp could quickly quell the civil strife, and at that time, it would be really stable.

But when he really faced the soldiers of the 800 broken army camp, he realized that he was wrong, and he was wrong.

It was impossible to see the number of people in the broken barracks in the night, but from the roar of Qiqi, from the momentum displayed, the army in front of the centurion might exceed three thousand. Or even five thousand. 10,000 people.

The kind of overwhelming and overwhelming murderous aura makes people feel chills all over, and they can hardly muster up the courage to resist.

In the same mood as the centurion, there were also a hundred soldiers guarding the door, and they were even more cowardly than the centurion, under the overwhelming murderous aura of the broken barracks, under the roars of the soldiers of the broken barracks.

Almost trembling.

What kind of army is this?

Such a fierce momentum is like a bear and tiger in the mountains and forests. Yes, for this group of brutes who grew up in Wuxi.

The only words that can describe the oncoming soldiers of the broken army camp are the words bear and tiger.

Qi Qi's face changed, he took a step back boldly, and took two or three steps back timidly.

Archers, and even forgot to shoot arrows.

As soon as it was delayed, the soldiers of the broken barracks had already touched the camp gate, and as soon as Pu touched, the gate of the barbarian battalion collapsed.

Dozens of soldiers behind the gate were completely displayed in front of the broken barracks.

"Kill." Another roar.

Chen Dayi took the lead and killed the past.

"Ahh The brute centurion, summoning the last courage in his chest, shouted and slew head-on.

But after not taking a few steps, Chen Da bent down, and the Chu knife in his hand was like lightning, killing out.

"Flutter." With a soft thud, the centurion's head rose into the sky. The body that lost its head was like a fountain, gushing out a large amount of blood.

This knife is a clean and neat slash. infinitely expanded the fear in the hearts of the brutes.

"Ahh I don't know who started to retreat first, and dozens of brute soldiers fled backwards almost in unison. Exposed his back.

The overall lethality is already in a weak position. Now his back is exposed under the swords of the broken barracks.

The soldiers of the broken army camp were almost like tigers entering a flock of sheep, and they macheted the barbarians in patches. Towards the barbarian camp, rushed in.

Chen Da was careful, led the army straight forward, and rushed straight to the big tent of the Chinese army.

Wherever they passed, they were swords at each other, or they surrendered on their knees, or they turned and fled. All slaughtered.

At this moment, outside the big tent of the Chinese army, when Sha Mohun saw the flames soaring into the sky and saw the shouts of killing, he knew that it was over.

His first thought was to run away.

Flee back to Wuxi, as long as he can escape, he still has a chance to make a comeback.

However, when Sha Mohun called his henchmen and prepared to gather his army and flee back to Wuxi.

Shamoko appeared in front of Shamohun

Under the crotch is a majestic war horse, holding a mace. At this moment, Shamoke was not wearing Han clothes, and his upper body was exposed, revealing bulges, solid muscles, and dense scars.

That was the great military exploits he left behind in the battle against Wuxi. The reputation of the first warrior of Wuxi is also piled up with this dense scar.

At this moment, Shamoke, who took off his Han clothes, completely showed his wild side.

One man, one horse, one mace. It's like a whole, a black bear out hunting. The oppressive surname on display makes people have no doubt.

This black bear will tear all the prey in front of it to pieces.

This is the first warrior of Wuxi, Shamoke.

(To be continued)