At this time, the second garrison division stationed near the north field in Lishan County finally stimulated the contradictions exposed due to the loss of the bullet pressure of the first commander, and the first and fifth wings of the division inclined to Li Yuanhui clashed with the second and fourth wings that supported Zhou Tinggui in order to control the important position of the north gate of Lishan County, and both sides knew that the gains and losses of this gate may determine their respective fates. The robe under the same eaves in the past has become an enemy on the battlefield at this moment, and the skirmish quickly developed into a large-scale armed conflict, and the vicinity of the north gate of Lishan County suddenly became a bloody battlefield.

His forehead was already full of beads of sweat, and the anxious Jin Zecheng walked back and forth in his barracks, constantly scolding the scouts who came in to report information like flowing water, and the chaotic shape made him, the division commander of the Third Garrison Division, unable to make up his mind, once he stood on the wrong position, maybe he would soon become a fierce ghost under the knife, and he couldn't help but be cautious, so he let the heralds sent by Zhou Tinggui go back and forth several times to ask him to immediately send troops to help the Second and Fourth Wings of the Second Garrison Division to solve the other party, and he remained silentOf course, the lobbyist sent by Li Yuanhui asked him to take down the advice of Qin Dui's envoy immediately, and he would not carry it out, and he had to wait, knowing that there was a clear time for the shape shì.

The scout who stumbled into the room was speechless for a long time, and the sensitive Jin Zecheng immediately realized that the situation had changed.

"Don't be in a hurry, speak slowly if you have something to say." Jin Zecheng stabilized his mind and asked with a pleasant face.

"Report to the commander of the division, a large force of troops has been found ten miles south of the city, it is estimated that it came from the south, and the speed of the march is extremely fast." While panting. The soldier replied.

"How many are there?" Jin Zecheng hurriedly asked.

"I can't see clearly, at least 20,000."

"It's coming so fast!" Jin Zecheng muttered to himself, "It seems that I have to make a decision, Fourth Master, I have to be sorry." ”

Turning around violently, Jin Zecheng sighed. Then he turned his head sharply, and shouted to the herald outside the door: "Someone! The 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 5th Wings immediately launched an offensive according to the predetermined plan, and the battle was resolved in half an hour, otherwise military law would be engaged! ”

In the face of the soldiers of the 3rd Garrison Division, who were swarming like wolves and tigers, the soldiers of the 2nd Garrison Division, who were fighting for the control of the city gates, could not help but panic regardless of which side, in this case, this powerful and incomparable new force would definitely not be as simple as just sitting on the wall and watching, once it joined one side, then the outcome of the other side could not be considered or predicted. In an instant, almost all of them stopped in the fierce battle, and turned their gaze to the rapidly advancing force.

With the roar of the leader: "Those who do not obey Lord Zhou's orders are rebellious, and they should be killed!" If you lay down your arms now, you can still be blamed for the past! ”

This sentence immediately showed the attitude, and the officers of the 1st and 5th Wings immediately turned to ashes, and the soldiers immediately became a mess, while the soldiers of the 2nd and 4th Wings were ecstatic. Morale soared, and the ending immediately took on a one-sided edge. The soldiers of the 1st and 5th Wings threw down their weapons and surrendered one after another, while the soldiers on this side did not care about themselves, after all, they were all colleagues of the same division, but their respective officers had taken refuge in different masters for the same purpose.

The 3rd Garrison Division quickly took over the defense of the North Gate and immediately began to deploy defenses. The experienced Jin Zecheng knew that since he had chosen this side, he had to stick to it, and Li Yuanhui's first garrison division and Ou Ye's Siathrow army that followed him were definitely not far away. Otherwise, once the enemy army from the north rushes in, the consequences are difficult to estimate.

If you can stand above the castle of Yeosan and look down, you will be able to see a sight that you will never forget. Thirty miles to the north of the county, a dense army of nearly 100,000 troops formed a black wedge that was rapidly pressing southward, and about ten miles outside the south of the city, a much smaller but somewhat long arrow was also rapidly advancing northward, if you stand taller, you can see that a hundred miles south of the slender arrow, there is a group of troops are advancing northward non-stop, the target is naturally Lishan County, the goal of both sides is the same, what will be the final outcome?

When the army of the Third Garrison Division finally dispatched to launch a fatal blow to the rebels of the Second Garrison Division who were stubbornly resisting to the end, Zhou Tinggui finally breathed a long sigh of relief, and the treacherous and cunning Jin Zecheng finally made a move at the most critical time.

At this time, Li Yuancheng seemed to have reached the moment when the oil ran out, the original red light had disappeared without a trace, replaced by that strange paleness, and the eyes that were once overwhelming were already so dim at this time, and the trembling lips seemed to want to say something, but even Zhou Tinggui, who was standing beside him, could hardly hear what he was saying vaguely.

"My lord, the 3rd Garrison Division has cleared the rebellion, you can rest assured and recuperate." Seeing such a scene, the sad Zhou Tinggui could only be two words of comfort with a shriveled heart.

It seemed that he shook his head slightly, Li Yuancheng seemed to muster up his last bit of strength, and a pair of dim eyes seemed to have a glimmer of luster, as if he was pleading, and as if he was expecting, Zhou Tinggui hurriedly attached his head to it, hoping to hear his last words clearly.

"Put ...... Handful...... I send it back...... Old ......"

Intermittent and vague words, like all the energy of Li Yuancheng, who has spent his whole life, when he saw the loyal subordinates of the old tears nodded affirmatively, the old man lying on the hospital bed showed a satisfied smile on his face, and closed his eyes peacefully, a generation of heroes who once roared on the vast land in the northwest of the Great Qin Empire for decades finally finished his vicissitudes of life, leaving only the Lishan County that he had fought for all his life and is now an undercurrent surging war on the verge of breaking out.

…… (To be continued......)