Jiang Liangzhe quickly fled to Xuanzhou City with the remaining soldiers, and Liu Zhengye followed closely with his army of 10,000 people.

A good man is passionate about all directions, and Liu Zhengye has always been not afraid of death. Others say that the poor don't chase, but Liu Zhengye likes to beat the water dog the most.

At this end, Liu Zhengye was fighting with his soldiers, and at that end, the gate of Xuanzhou City had been opened.

The troops in front of the Nanwei Army entered the city of Xuanzhou in an orderly manner.

The team of more than 50,000 people was very long, and Liu Zhengye and his party, who were fighting at the end of the team, had not yet reached the range of the archers.

Shen Yu, the guard of Xuanzhou City, took the opportunity to break off and led a team of light horses from Xuanzhou City to Liu Zhengye and his party.

Cavalry vs. infantry, Liu Zhengye and his party were at a disadvantage in an instant.

"My lord, retreat." The big knife in Fu Guang's hand flew, stepping all the way to the corpse mountain, and trampled to Liu Zhengye's side.

The red-eyed strong man, holding a big knife, only cared about fighting, and did not notice the light cavalry rushing from the south, so naturally he couldn't hear the advice of his subordinates.

Fu Guang immediately knocked Liu Zhengye stunned with the back of the knife and handed it over to Huo Si.

Huo Si is a well-known strong man in the Xuanzhou army, and he is also a hundred households under Liu Zhengye.

Seeing that the light cavalry was getting closer and closer, Fu Guang quickly gathered a thousand people to resist, and hurriedly asked Huo Si to rush to the direction of Mengxi County with Liu Zhengye, who had fainted, and the remaining more than 8,000 people.

Ye Chengping was standing anxiously on the southern city wall of Mengxi County at this time, and Liu Zhengye, a reckless man, didn't know if he would lose all the 10,000 people.

The yellow sand was flying in the distance, no matter how good Ye Chengping's eyesight was, he didn't know what the situation was like under the city of Xuanzhou.

Until a six-foot man appeared on the edge of the yellow smoke, carrying another tall man on his shoulder.

Huo Si, Ye Chengping, who was excited, hurriedly called Qian Tianhe and led the troops to respond.

Two thousand light horsemen galloped out of the city, facing Shen Yu and his party who came to pursue.

Huo Si retreated quickly with 8,000 infantry, while Qian Tianhe led light cavalry to delay time.

Shen Yu is thin and weak, from his face to his temperament, he shows the temperament of a scholar, but the weapon is the hundred-pound sword.

He looked at Qian Tianhe, who suddenly rushed out, with a well-proportioned figure, a tall figure, and the scar on his eyebrow bone made him a little murderous.

Inexplicable unhappiness rose in Shen Yu's heart.

The night sky seemed to be cut, and the big knife stained crimson with blood went straight to Qian Tianhe and the front door.

Qian Tianhe quickly dodged, and the long knife in his hand was able to resist from the bottom up.

This thin man, his strength is not weak.

There were bursts of pain from the wound on the left arm, Qian Tianhe clamped the horse's belly, rushed forward a few feet, drew the knife, and slashed horizontally.

This sudden counterattack forced Shen Yu to retreat more than a foot.

The labor pain in the left upper arm turned into a sharp tingling pain.

Seeing that the timing was about the same, Qian Tianhe retreated to the center of the light cavalry team.

Two thousand light horsemen against two thousand light horsemen, neither side can have the upper hand.

Qian Tianhe led his soldiers to fight and retreat, hoping that the thin man on the opposite side was a bad brainer and could introduce him into the range of the archers of the city wall.

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer to Mengxi County, Shen Yu, who couldn't take advantage, quickly ordered that a hundred people should be left behind, and the rest would retreat.

Fools go to be targets.

Qian Tianhe also left more than 100 people here to fight and retreat, this main force cannot be attracted to the firing range, and the people who are broken will stay under this Mengxi City.

Ye Chengping looked at Qian Tianhe on the city wall, he admired this descendant very much, his family background was not bad, but he did not have the bad habits of those gentlemen, and his brain was also a good one, and he knew how to adapt to changes.

When it came to the range of the archers, Qian Tianhe quickly entered the city with these two thousand light horsemen.

The arrows rained down, and except for a few people who reacted quickly, the rest stayed outside this Mengxi City.

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Ping Yuanzhong finally went ashore in the northeast of the city of Xuanzhou.

He looked in the direction of the Nanwei military camp, black smoke was filling, and yellow sand was flying between Xuanzhou City and Mengxi County.

That battle wasn't over yet.

Ping Yuanzhong casually grabbed his wet hair and shook the water on his armor.

Regained his spirits and ran in the direction of the Nanwei military camp.

No matter how bad the game is, the manager's confidence cannot be lost.

The granary was burned, the deputy marshal Ao Yongwang was killed, in addition to two middle-ranking generals were killed, and four were seriously injured.

The soldiers looked at each other dejectedly.

In the second half of the night, the night was deep, and Ping Yuanzhong returned to the barracks in embarrassment.

The yellow smoke in the northwest has cleared, and the rare frontal battle between the two armies is over.

Ao Yongwang's body was already cold, and before Ping Yuanzhong returned to the camp, no one found out that he had been assassinated, and the leaderless Nanwei army became a plate of scattered sand.

When Ping Yuanzhong just stepped into the barracks, the first thing he thought of was his elderly teacher.

Such a big thing, he didn't come out to preside over the overall situation?

Ping Yuanzhong strode towards Ao Yongwang's camp.

A dagger was still stuck in the back of his heart, and not much blood was shed, and the person was completely gone.

Ping Yuanzhong grabbed his loose hair, and knelt down and kowtowed to Ao Yongwang three times.

After spending a quarter of an hour briefly freshening up, Ping Yuanzhong returned to his former majestic appearance.

He commanded the soldiers to count the casualties and sort out the granaries. Three more urgent letters were written, one to the Emperor of Nanhao, another to the border of Nanhao to requisition grain and grass, and one to be sent to the city of Xuanzhou.

It seems that it's time to have a good time with this Ye Chengping.

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Fu Guang woke up when the sky was about to turn blue.

At that time, he took more than 1,000 people to break the queen, and what he reported was the determination to die.

He once thought he was dead, but the heavy corpse on his body, and the tingling pain in the back of his head, reminded him that he was still alive.

The big knife was cut off, the head flew away, and Fu Guang, who was desperately killing the enemy, was stunned.

If it weren't for the chaos of the battle, the Nanwei army had not cleaned up the battlefield for the time being, and Fu Guang's head would have been cut off a long time ago.

The head of a hundred households is a sought-after item, and he can be promoted to a wealthy position.

Fu Guangqiang endured the pain and crawled out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, he had to take advantage of the opportunity to escape before dawn.

Standing up and aiming too big, it may be discovered by the soldiers patrolling the city wall of Xuanzhou.

Fu Guang moved a little bit with difficulty, and after only three zhang of movement, Fu Guang was a little struggling, and the injuries on his body were too painful.

With a pale face and sweating profusely, he looked at the Nanwei soldiers lying beside him, and suddenly changed his mind.

He quickly stripped off the soldier's clothes and put on his own military uniform.

It is not surprising that no one knows ordinary soldiers, but it is inevitable that there are fellow villagers who help collect the corpses.

Fu Guang endured the pain and pulled out the dagger in his boot, scratching the soldier's face.

After doing all this, Fu Guang only felt extremely tired, so leave all this to fate.

Fu Guang held the crimson Nanwei military card in his hand, with two big characters engraved on it: Chang Er.