"The heavenly lord has appeared, and the age is in Jiaxu!"

In front of Xujiawu Fort, the Yellow Turban soldiers looked at the Kong Ming lanterns floating in the night, like stars.

Many soldiers who participated in the battle of Woniu Mountain couldn't help but shout excitedly at the dock fort.

The scene of Fang Guang riding in front of the 70,000 army and chanting the laws of the Heavenly Gong General appeared in everyone's minds.

At this time, in front of Xujiawu Fort, tens of thousands of He Yi tribes. I was afraid that most of them would no longer have the ambition to compete with Fang Guang, and the morale of the Yellow Turban Army had dropped to the extreme, and many armor soldiers even lost their blades.

He Yi looked at the scene in front of him, and only felt that his hands and feet were cold, and he was shrouded in a fatalistic fear, as if the Fang Guang in the dock fort in front of him was carrying the fate of Zhang Jiao and reaching the world.

In history, He Yi surrendered to Cao Cao, and he had a heavenly year, but in this world, He Shuai's road was narrow.

"Give me a drum and go into the army! Siege day and night! ”

"Fifty thousand against five hundred, the advantage is mine, I don't believe it, Fang Guang, this Cao thief eagle dog, is really protected by the Heavenly Master!"

"He Shuai, why don't you run, my eyelids have been beating so hard these days, it's not a good omen!"

"The brothers around him all said that Liu Xun brought a message over, as long as he returned to the past, divided the fields and land, and guaranteed to have food! The brothers are afraid that their hearts have already been moved! ”

After the battle of Woniu Mountain, Zhou Cang, who was overly cautious, said the wisest decision in his life, and what was ushered in was He Yi's stern gaze.

"If you want to fight, what are you talking about, the lights are ominous that day, it's Fang Datong, burn paper for yourself in advance!"

He Yiqiang explained to himself that a wave of Kong Ming lanterns cheered himself up, and the Yellow Turban soldiers got the general's order, and they lit all the torches and began to attack the stone wall of the dock fort, but the pass was dangerous, and Zhao Yun was dressed in armor, like a tiger, cruising at the head of the wall that was not long. There is also Xu Shu, every time he is tricky, he puts a few handfuls of divine fire.

The Yellow Turban Army fought until dawn, but they failed to advance an inch, He Yi looked at the soldiers under his command, and was already full of resentment, so he could only withdraw from the army.

In the next two days, the Yellow Turban Army bit the dock fort and attacked every day, but they rushed up somewhere.

The dock fort is heavily guarded, and the biggest crisis is still Qingshui.

There are only a few deep wells in the fort, and it is necessary to manage the use of thousands of people, where can it be?

Zhao Yun and Cao Ang led the people to rush a few times, but the Yellow Turban Army couldn't rush in, but it was difficult for them to rush out.

Fang Guang had an overdose of blood transfusion and lay on the bed for twenty hours, nearly two days, before recovering.

His hands and feet are still a little sore, and he can't fight, so he can only work with Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao, and two daughters on the stone wall every day to cheer up the army.

There is a lack of water in the city, and the beautiful girl in Jiangdong also has black lips, messy temples, and is slightly haggard.

The spirit of the two girls is much better than when they were in Wu County, chattering around Fang Guang every day, there are endless words to say and things to learn.

The Yellow Turban soldiers were poorly equipped, and if Zhao Yun rushed out of this place by force, he could do it by relying on his equestrian skills.

The tiger of Changshan, the blood of Fang Guang flowing in his body now, where is he willing to go away from the Lord?

I don't want to leave, and I can't defeat so many Yellow Turban Army, Zhao Yun rushes out at noon every day, clashes back and forth in the Yellow Turban Army, and comes back with a water bladder first.

For three days in a row, the golden soldier was already used to it, and where could anyone help him?

From the midst of the army, if no one is in the realm, in Yuzhou, it is really displayed between heaven and earth.

On this day, it was already noon again, and the gate of the dock fort opened, and a silver lightning rushed out like an arrow.

The Yellow Turban Army has long been accustomed to this rhythm, and the arrows are sparsely shot, ordinary short bows, and bamboo arrows, where can they penetrate the dragon armor.

At noon, it was the time to bury the pot and make rice, Zilong rushed through the camp tent, and rushed back repeatedly, breaking a lot of jars and jars, attracting scolding.

Above the city, Xiao Qiao held his cheeks and yawned a little boringly, on the first day, the girl was still cheering for Zhao Yun in the city.

For several days in a row, the same drama made Xiao Qiao, who was easily excited, a little tired.

Fang Guang couldn't rush to the formation for the time being, and was obsessed with Da Qiao, so Xu Ding found wood, and with the strings that the girl carried, he still made Tang-style pipa.

Among the many musical instruments in Kyushu, the most murderous instrument, known as the instrument that only King Kong can handle, is the pipa.

At the time of the Han Dynasty, this thing has appeared among the northern nomads, the front whisk is the pipa, the back is the pipa, the sound is excited, that is, the Han Dynasty scribes, the comments on the pipa.

It's just that the mainstream musical instruments in Kyushu in the Han Dynasty are still qinse, and the pipa has not been baptized by the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Sui and Tang Dynasties, so it has less taste.

King Lanling's entry song, the timbre that Da Qiao can't tune out, is all made by the pipa, Fang Guang is a human being, fortunately, he has some knowledge reserves, with memory, the pipa is also similar.

Today, it is the time to hang the strings and play, and the class time of Fang Guang's more than 20 interest classes, how good is the skill, will appear in front of the world.

Under the city, Zhao Yun stabbed with a shot, the frightened Yellow Turban soldiers rolled and ran, Zhou Cang saw the tiger of Changshan, it was a dodge word, in front of He Yi, either the body was unwell, or the mount was weak.

The people of the yellow scarf, knowing that these are all excuses, but Lao Zhou is rotten, what is the love, He Yi can't force Zhou Cang to die!

Zhao Yun rushed to a big tent, calmly dismounted, poured the broth prepared by the soldier He Yi into a clay pot, and tied it to the side of the war horse, which was simply a takeaway package in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

The generals of the Cao army were so bold that they regarded the Yellow Turban as if they were nothing, and the angry He Yi summoned his personal troops to surround Zhao Yun.

Just as the Yellow Turban army moves!

"Zheng!" , a passionate and strange tone, appeared here for the first time, the voice was jerky, bloody and murderous, but it was bursting.

Fang Guang's side, Da Qiao, and Xiao Qiao heard this, and the hairs on their bodies stood up almost at the same time.

Fang Guang lowered his head and pondered for a moment, flicking with one hand, but what he played was a song of ambush on all sides.

This song is taken from the struggle between Chu and Han, the siege of Xiaxia, and the tonal atmosphere, which is quite similar to the scene of Xu County at this time.

In all fairness, the ambush tune is very difficult to play, although Fang Guang has been influenced by Cai Yan, more than 20 hours of instrumental music lessons, playing this song, is still very reluctant.

However, the pipa solo and the ten-sided ambush music score are all the first to appear in the world, Cao Jun at the head of the city, and the yellow turban soldiers under the city, and I don't know how Fang Guang played.

But I only feel that this sound, with an indescribable poignancy in the excitement, is sorry for this song if I don't hack a few people to death today, or be hacked to death.

"In the world, there is actually a feminine and euphemistic, majestic and heroic, such a complementary instrument, it is my great blessing to be able to smell it."

"I understand, I understand, this instrument is paired with the qin, so that the king of Lanling can play the song of the king of Lanling!"

Da Qiao looked at Fang Guang, in his eyes, there seemed to be a fire burning, and his calm sister became emotional, and her feelings were much more intense than her sister!

Fang Guang was about to explain this song, but suddenly heard that in the distance, behind the Yellow Turban Army, a majestic and dull drum sounded, as if to make a harmony with the pipa solo.

Fang Guang's eyes lit up, and in excitement, he slapped heavily on the stone wall in front of him with one hand.

The banner of the word "Cao", the flag of Yanzhou Mu can be seen at a glance, Cao Cao, actually, personally led the troops and rushed here!