If he wasn't so brave in normal times, it could be seen from his abandonment of the capital that he was instigated by Qin Jinmo today, plus when he went out before, he calculated in his heart that his tens of thousands of people could drown Murong Qianqian with a mouthful of foam, as long as they could force Murong Qianqian to the place where Qin Jinmo was ambushed. That is the place where Murong Qianqian is buried.

Qin Jinmo showed him the terrain over there in advance, it was really a good place for ambushes, the area was narrow, and there was a small river passing through, this small river was known as the Little Yongding River, although the river surface was not as wide as the Yongding River, but the water flow speed was relatively fast, and now it was spring, the ice and snow in the upper reaches had melted, and now the river was rising. The water is flowing much faster than usual.

Although this river is not sad, Murong Qianzhen's cavalry is blocked by the river here, and they will definitely not be able to give full play to their speed advantage.

The loss of speed of a cavalry is like the loss of legs.

After getting the order of Emperor Su, the prince and the assassin of Liangzhou, who were originally in a panic, gathered their men and horses.

The prince was anxious in his heart, he had just jumped into the camp on his horse, and even the people on behalf of the horse fell into the trap, and Murong Qianqian dug those traps very skillfully. It may not seem like one after the other, but in fact the bottom of the ditch is connected, covered with flaps, and disguised, so that who can tell at a glance that after the prince fell, his horse was pierced by the intestines of the spikes under the trap. Thankfully, he still had the saddle and the belly to keep him out, otherwise he would have been nailed to the spikes in the ground. It really scared the prince out of a white sweat.

The people in front fell into the trap, and the people behind didn't know that they were still surging forward, and there were a lot of flaps that were stepped on, and everyone crackled and fell inward like dumplings.

This is the case on the prince's side, and the Liangzhou Thorn Shi is not much better, but the Liangzhou Thorn Shi is not as excited as the prince, and he walks further behind. When he found the trap, he shouted to stop even if he reined in his horse. So they didn't fall as badly as the prince's side.

But the miserable is still to come, Pei Dongcheng took a cavalry that had been ambushed, about a thousand people, all of them were good at archery, and they were a stone's throw away. With the hardest strong bow, the longest range, when the others fell into the pit, and the others began to save people, they took their bows and pulled arrows, and saw that the bowstring was like a full moon, and then the rockets flew in the sky, like a rain of fire, and then look at the bustle in the camp, where the rockets landed, where they landed, and in an instant the billowing smoke rose, and the wails were endless.

Seeing that the sneak attack was successful, Pei Dongcheng laughed out loud and left quickly with the thousand people.

Because their generals still have good things waiting for them

"Guo Fan, I've got it, it's up to you" Pei Dongcheng took these cavalry and galloped down the slope to reach the most important test.

This slope is also covered with grass, in the early spring, the ice and snow begin to melt, the grass has not yet turned green, Luomapo is a pleasant place in the suburbs of Liangzhou in summer, the green of the hillside, but also dotted with unknown wild flowers, people walk in, the grass is half a person high, as if stepping into the green gauze tent. But the dead grass is now an obstacle for the infantry. It's hard to climb, and there are these dead grass and vines, which get in the way.

When they finally reached the halfway point of the slope, they heard the sound of war drums at the top of the slope.

The thunderous sound of the drums startled the soldiers who were climbing the slope, and they raised their eyes to look at the slope. I saw a row of battle flags erected on the top of the slope, with red edges on a black background, waving in the wind, and the sharp eyes could see that there were two big characters written on it.

It is Murong Qianzhen's battle flag

"Kill" the prince also saw it clearly, he saw Murong Qianzhen's flag erected on the top of the slope, and immediately roared as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Emperor Chen, who had just arrived at the bottom of the hillside, also received a report from the spies, saying that Murong Qianqian's battle flag was found on the top of the slope, "Murong Xiao'er Qian'er is poor in donkey skills" Emperor Chen smiled arrogantly, "Tell everyone to rush forward and seize Murong Qianqian's will at all costs, if anyone can mention Murong Qianqian's head, I will directly give him the title of marquis."

As soon as Emperor Chen's side gave an order, coupled with a dozen chicken blood from the prince halfway up the hill, where did the soldiers still have a reason not to rush upward. Kill Murong Qianqian, grab his head and be a marquis, who can resist this temptation

All of a sudden, the crowd was surging, no matter how difficult it was to climb the hillside, even if it was on all fours, it was necessary to climb up.

Guo Fan stood on the top of the slope and looked below, it was halfway up the hill, not bad. Below, too, a group of people with black pressure were rushing upwards to pounce on him.

"Set it on fire." Guo Fan said to his men.

The grass in the open space at the top of the hill where they stood had been shoveled away, revealing a large area of bare land. They set up the thick rolling wood that they had prepared long ago, and lit the fire, and the rolling wood had already been soaked in oil, and at one point, a small soldier came to cut the rope on the iron frame that blocked the rolling wood, and with a bang, countless rolling wood belts and fire rolled down from the top of the hillside with smoke, and the fire on the wood brought the dead grass on the slope, and the spring wind blew in the direction of Liangzhou City, and the wind helped the fire, boom, and caught a large area.

The rolling logs rolled down the hillside in an endless stream, with the momentum of thunder, like a thousand horses galloping.

When the soldiers on the slope of the mountain saw it, they were so frightened that they were about to pee their pants, where did they still think of what to do if they were not to be a marquis, and it was useless to be a marquis if they were dead. They threw down their weapons and fled privately, only wishing to give birth to a few more legs. This hillside is so vast that it can be run on two legs.

Guo Fan stood on the top of the hillside and smiled, "It's still a pleasure to fight with the general," he laughed loudly.

Seeing that they didn't spend a single soldier, they already don't know how many enemy soldiers were killed.

I heard the ghost crying wolf below, and the place where the rolling wood rolled was a blur of flesh and blood, and it still smelled of barbecue.

It's so miserable, Guo Fan looked at it for a while and felt a little unbearable, he saw that the rolling wood on his side was finished, so he turned over and got on his horse, "go" He gave an order, all the cavalry rode on the horse, and they galloped away in the opposite direction.

The hillside was really burned and crushed.

The soldiers below had no power to parry at all, only to retreat, but there were people behind them who kept pushing upwards, rolling wood to death, burning to death, and trampling to death by their own people, countless others. Liangzhou Thorn Shi forcefully pushed away a few rolling logs, but his age was also up, even if he was a military general, he couldn't bear this, he was still swept down by a rolling log, the person was knocked under the horse, and was trampled twice by the frightened war horse, and a mouthful of old blood spit out on the spot. When his own soldiers saw it, they sacrificed their lives to protect him, and when the rolling log was finally finished, none of the people who protected him survived.

Emperor Chen was hindered at the bottom of the hillside, and the rolling wood could not hurt him. But he saw it really clearly, and he couldn't help but feel frightened.

Murong Qianqian's reputation of killing gods with scarface was really not blown out.

Emperor Chen suddenly realized that his side had lost his troops and lost his generals, and he didn't even fight Murong Qianqian's face

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