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Outside the city of Cangzhou, the army of the Huns had begun to move forward gradually.

Behind the horse caravan were countless Han soldiers, holding siege equipment, staring at the towering city wall in front of them in confusion.

They were all surrendered troops, driven by the Huns to serve as the first wave of troops to besiege the city.

Whether willingly or not, they already have no choice.

"Whoosh......"

The sound of long arrows breaking through the air came, and there was a trembling carved arrow inserted on the flagpole at the head of the city.

"Tell Zeng Zhihong that there is still an hour."

A loud voice came from afar, and all the soldiers at the head of the city looked at each other.

Garrison General's Palace.

Chen Xinhong hugged the ten-year-old child, he looked at his personal soldier captain, and asked, "Ying Gao, how many years have you been with this official?" ”

Chen Yinggao glanced at him in surprise, and immediately replied, "General, the little one has been following you for fourteen years. ”

"Well, fourteen years, a lot, so many years, you have been conscientious and have never neglected your duties, and the official is very happy."

"Thank you for the compliment, but these are small things."

"Hey...... Forget it, there is no need to mention any generals who are not generals today. Ying Gao, if you talk about the seniority of the clan, you should call me uncle, right? Chen Xinhong suddenly smiled.

"Exactly." Chen Yinggao faintly felt that something was not right, but he still replied respectfully.

"Then, Uncle Wei will entrust you with this matter today."

"The general has something to say, but please command, the little one must go all out." Chen Yinggao's face changed. Hurriedly bowed to the ground and said respectfully.

"Hurry up." Chen Xinhong stepped forward, put down the child in his arms, and picked him up.

Chen Yinggao looked at Chen Xinhong a little bewildered. I don't know what he's going to do.

"Jianqiang, come here." Chen Xinhong beckoned back.

His ten-year-old young Chen Jianqiang immediately stepped forward as he said.

Chen Xinhong stretched out his hand and pointed at Chen Yinggao and said, "Jian Qiang, kowtow to your big brother Yinggao." ”

Young and ignorant, he immediately knelt down when he heard the words.

Chen Yinggao's face changed greatly, and he wanted to break free, but his hands were firmly held by Chen Xinhong, and he didn't dare to break free, so he had to suffer these three rings from Chen Jianqiang.

"General, what are you doing here?" Chen Yinggao asked anxiously.

Smile slightly. Chen Yinggao said in a deep voice: "Ying Gao, you take the sword to Lord Zeng's mansion and stay for a while." Remember, everything is at the mercy of Zeng. ”

"General......" faintly sensed something, Chen Yinggao said in a trembling voice.

Stretching out his palm, Chen Xinhong shook his hand heavily and said, "From today on." Jianqiang is your brother, help me take care of him. ”

Chen Yinggao's body shook and was about to speak. Suddenly, a person shouted in the middle of the air: "Tell Zeng Zhihong that there is still an hour." ”

The faces of both of them were difficult to look at at the same time.

Letting go of his hand, Chen Xinhong said loudly: "Ying Gao, you are the person I trust the most, I am very relieved to hand over the sword to you." Let's go, I have something to do. This is my last order to you as a general. ”

Chen Yinggao's face turned pale, he clenched his teeth, and suddenly fell to the ground. He kowtowed to Chen Xinhong a few times, raised his head, and his forehead was already swollen.

"Take care, General." Chen Yinggao shouted, turned around and picked up Chen Jianqiang, and left without caring about the little guy's crying.

Behind him, there was Chen Xinhong's reluctant gaze.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and turned to stare at the city gate, his eyes already raging with fire.

"Change your clothes, prepare your horses."

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When his figure appeared at the city gate, the city guards were in a commotion, and when they saw him dressed in armor and his face was full of solemnity, everyone felt something, and subconsciously clenched their hands and blades.

Chen Xinhong looked over one by one, their faces sweating nervously, and the expression that blended fear, excitement, cringe, and strength deeply touched his heart.

"General, the brothers are all here, you can arrange it." His deputy stepped forward and said loudly.

Glancing at him meaningfully, Chen Xinhong said, "Okay, pass on my orders......"

"It's ......" shouted loudly, and dozens of people around him shouted in unison.

"Take off your armor, throw away your blades, and go out of the city and surrender." Chen Xinhong said coldly.

"What?"

They looked at each other, and if it weren't for the same stunned expressions on everyone's faces, they would have almost disbelieved their ears.

"General...... You? A member of the general next to him asked cautiously.

A cold glance at him, the cold gaze made him swallow the unfinished words alive.

"Didn't you hear?"

The air was silent with an extremely oppressive aura, as if at this moment, the air around it had solidified and clumped and no longer flowed.

After a while, a long sigh of unwillingness came out.

"Ding-Knock"

The sound of weapons falling to the ground was incessant, and gradually, the weapons on the ground in front of him piled higher and higher, shining solemnly and scorching under the sun's rays.

"General Chen."

Everyone turned their heads to look, and Zeng Zhihong came in a hurry under the guard of several people.

"Lord Zeng, please leave everything to me."

Chen Xinhong looked up to the sky and laughed, stepped on the war horse, and walked towards the wide open city gate.

Only the surprised eyes of everyone were left in the distance.

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"General, the time is up."

"Hmph, I don't know what to lift, give me an order, give me ......"

Maimaiti's words suddenly stopped, because the gate of Cangzhou City was slowly opening at this time.

Under the watchful eye, a Han general rode out on a horse and walked out alone.

He wears a purple and gold helmet. Dressed in bright light armor, the front row is two crotch armor, long to the knee, and the chest and back armor above the waist are braided with small armor pieces. The small scale-like nail plates extend to the abdomen, and the hem is meniscus-shaped, lotus-shaped to protect the lower abdomen.

The joints are covered with thick shoulder and knee pads.

On his chest and on his waistcoat he had an extremely smooth heart shield made of fine copper. It shines brightly due to sunlight.

This is the full suit of the Han military general, and a piece is worn on this person's body.

His hand was raised high, and the shiny broadsword emitted a chill in his hand.

"Kill ......" he suddenly roared, and just like that, he rode his horse and rushed towards the iron cavalry force of more than 10,000 people in front of him.

"Is he crazy?" Maimaiti was furious, and dared to charge the 10,000 Golden Wolf Army with the strength of one person. At this point, he felt extremely angry, and the feeling of being despised was not pleasant.

Maimaiti draws his bow and arrow with his backhand. In an instant, the full moon has been pulled.

The man's horse was so fast that it had already rushed within a hundred paces.

"Whoosh......"

The arrow from the string was like a loose horse, and with a piercing whirlwind sound, it flew towards the opposite side.

"Hiss......"

With a dying cry, the horse's front legs bent. It fell to the ground, and a glittering arrow stuck deep in its neck.

The knight on the horse was caught off guard, driven by inertia. Falling heavily on the ground, he rolled involuntarily and rolled forward.

Until the inertia wore off, he stubbornly got up from the ground.

At this time, when the armor on his head was rolling, it had already fallen off and he was nowhere to be found. The bright light armor on his body was covered with a thick layer of dust, and on the front and back of the heart guards, it was no longer the light that shone brightly. Instead, some black soil was sticky, and with the breaking of the sling, it fell loosely in front of the lower abdomen, and there was no use at all, and the whole person looked embarrassed.

He is just a military general, just a qualified garrison general.

Although his martial arts are good, they are not outstanding, because he can't dodge Maimaiti's lightning arrow.

A burst of laughter came, and the Huns all laughed loudly, laughing loudly at this Han general who was not self-sufficient.

Chen Xinhong stood up straight, something seemed to be burning in his body, his blood was almost boiling, with the support of an inexplicable force, he was fearless in the face of the endless sea of people in front of him.

The big knife in his hand was raised high again, and in the face of the endless sea of people, he shouted: "Kill ......"

Without a horse, he ran forward on his own feet.

All he has at this time is his own flesh and blood.

There was no trace of shame on Maimaiti's face, and he looked at the Han generals who were running in surprise. Resolutely pulled the bowstring again.

"Whoosh......"

The piercing voice suddenly sounded, and Chen Xinhong, who was running, suddenly stopped.

There was a bloody hole in his right chest, and a long arrow pierced his chest, which had lost the protection of his heart glasses.

Blood pooled down the filthy armor to his feet.

"Kill ......" Chen Xinhong's eyes burst out, he tried his best to tear the ground and roared loudly, although his steps staggered, but he always moved forward unswervingly.

On the battlefield, there was an eerie silence, no one smiled shamefully, and no one looked at it with disdain.

It was as if only the sound of this staggering footstep was left between heaven and earth, and everyone's hearts reverberated loudly.

One step, two steps, three steps......

A slender trail of blood flowed behind him, bright as fire.

Ten paces, only ten steps from Maimaiti's horse, but his blood was already gone.

His chest was so dull that he couldn't take a breath anymore, and he no longer had the slightest strength.

His pupils were dilated and dull, and he no longer had any focal length.

His steps grew slower and slower, and finally he couldn't support it anymore and fell forward to the ground.

It's just that he always had an unyielding idea in his mind.

Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes stared at his hands, and his body was still moving forward inch by inch.

Until...... The last drop of his strength was gone.

The scorching sun was in the sky, but Maimaiti's heart couldn't feel a trace of warmth, and he looked up blankly.

Cangzhou City, the city gate is wide open, and a snow-colored white flag is fluttering in the wind, but it looks so shocking.

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