The night is dark and windy, and the frost is thick and the fog is heavy.

In addition to the soldiers who remained in the city to defend, the other capable soldiers in the city had already assembled at the city gate.

Wu Wei stood at the front, counting the soldiers.

He held the priceless thirty refining ring head sword on his waist with one hand, and clenched the long sword that Liu Bei handed him with the other.

Wearing a sword and a sword, he is the main commander for this.

"Gentlemen, you and I are going out of the city today to do something important that is destined to be remembered by generations after Yangquan County. If it is done, all the monarchs can be famous in the court and seek wealth. If it doesn't work out, even if you die, you can still get a chivalrous name in this Yangquan County."

"I don't care if you are from the Han family, the Li family, or the Wei family, I only know one thing, Yangquan boy, there is no reason to bend the knee to others! It is better to die with a severed head than to live on your knees! Liu Jun is not a person from my Yangquan, he is still fighting to the death for my Yangquan, I am waiting for my own son, how can I sit and watch! This city is full of your father and mother and brothers, how can you give up an inch of land and people!"

"When I first saw Liu Jun that day, Liu Jun gave me a word, and today I will give it to you. May my Yangquan sons and daughters be heroes!"

He raised the long sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "The Nanban came from the west, and all the counties he passed through surrendered, only I waited for the heroes of Yangquan, and we would not retreat from the battle. Even if things can't be done today, you can't leave your name in history, but you can also be famous in Yangquan, and your name will be left in the ears of Yangquan."

"Lords, fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!" The crowd responded.

Wu Wei turned around and shouted angrily, "Get out of the city!"

In the past two days, the gate of Yangquan City, which could not be attacked by the people of the Southern Barbarians no matter what, slowly opened with the sound of the sound of the rope as soon as he said this.

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With such a loud noise in the city, the night watchmen on the Nanban side had naturally detected the movement early, and some people staggered into Li Mu's tent.

At this time, Li Mu was still drinking happily in the tent, and when he saw this person breaking in, he frowned, and raised his hand to interrupt the singing and dancing in the tent.

This person was a Southern Barbarian who came out of the mountains with him, and he was also his old man, so his complexion eased.

If it were someone else, a stick would be indispensable at this time.

"Why are you so flustered? Now we are no longer wild men hunting in the mountains to the west, we are now rebels. Rise up and do righteousness in the world. Since it is a military, it is necessary to abide by the rules of the army, and it is no longer like the past, without military law, and acting arbitrarily. Thinking that you are my old friend, forget about today's things, and don't do it again in the future. Otherwise, I will not be able to spare you."

"Yes." The man clenched his fists and arched his hands, and said in a deep voice: "Report to the mighty general, just now in the Yangquan City shouted to kill the heavens, and then the city gate opened, and the fire was like a dragon, as if it was coming towards us."

Li Mu was not panicked at all, and said with a smile: "Where is the reason for the open fire to attack at night? Indeed, the people of the city do not know how to fight. was lucky enough to keep Yangquan for a few days, and he was really a character. Do you dare to go out of the city to fight me? With those county soldiers, how can we be the opponents of our rebels in the field?"

"You don't need me to do it personally, you can just inform County Magistrate Shen and let him command you to deal with it. By the way, tell him that this is his last chance, and if he can't destroy the defenders who have left the city this time, he won't have to see me. I'll find a place on my own."

….

The southern barbarian soldier went away in response.

Li Mu picked up his wine glass again and said with a smile, "At the beginning, I used to listen to the group of literati who surrendered next to the general. What kind of general sat firmly in the military tent in China, at that time, I heard that those scribes were really shamelessly tight, and they had already been reduced to the point of begging the general of my family to survive, but there was still a stinky frame of a scholar."

"But when I actually sat here, I realized that some of these people were actually very interesting. For the sake of the generals, just sit in the tent and watch them fight."

He pointed to the maid who had stopped at this time, listening to his words, "It's just a trivial matter, can they still fight here?" then

Play music, then dance."

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Outside the tent, in the camp.

Shen Lang looked at Wu Wei and the others who came out of the city and kept approaching them, his face was gloomy.

He really couldn't understand why the defenders in the city dared to leave the city under such a situation.

If they hold the city, it is impossible to say that they can hold it for a few more days, and it is not without chance to delay until the reinforcements from the imperial court arrive.

But if they go out of the city to fight, how can the Han army in the city be the opponent of the southern barbarians who have been active in the mountains all year round?

He is not Li Mu, he has been in the officialdom for many years, and he is very familiar with those Han people. He had a hunch that the young man with the bow facing him that day was by no means a simple person.

There must be deception in this.

It's just that before he could think of the key point, he could already hear the shouting and killing sound coming from outside the village in the camp at this time.

When Li Mu set up the village, it was not far from Yangquan City, but now that the other party came to kill with all his might, he naturally came to the front of the camp soon.

"When you go out to meet the enemy, don't let them block the gate of the village. With the men as the two wings, and the rebels as the center, surround them." He snorted.

At this time, the sky was dark, and the flag language was naturally incomprehensible, so the only way to send the soldiers around him was to communicate orally.

There was chaos in the camp, and it was not until Wu Wei and the others were about to approach the gate of the village that they reluctantly reorganized the army.

Wu Wei, who rushed to the front, was already sweating in his hands at this time, but he was still holding a torch in one hand, a long sword in his hand, and laughed: "The Southern Barbarian rebels are nothing more than that, they are really barbarian people, a plate of scattered sand, we have already killed here, and no one has gone out of the city to entertain guests, I really don't know how to be polite!"

Everyone behind him laughed, and the fear in their hearts went a little more.

By this time, the southern barbarians had already rushed out of the camp and surrounded them in the blink of an eye.

All wars are nothing more than fixed columns and branches.

Everyone embraces each other, swords become forests, and it is already extremely difficult to move their feet, and what is there in the book to scold Fang Xiu, and the three armies are wiped out between talking and laughing?

Between the battle arrays, the world is just a Shura field.

At this time, Wu Wei was already surrounded by people and surrounded in the center, he was the current commander, and he would be the courage of the first army, so naturally he couldn't really let him rush to the front row to fight.

The shouts of killing began, and the spears were facing each other, and the two sides were already fighting together.

Wu Wei looked at the killing ground in front of him, wiped the sweat on his head, and secretly prayed in his heart that Liu Bei and the others would have to hurry up, otherwise they wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

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In Yangquan City, as Wu Wei and others opened the south gate to fight out of the city, another group of people quietly went out of the city from the north gate.

This group of people was different from Wu Wei and the others on foot, but there were about forty or fifty people, all on horses.

People hold grass, horses pick bells, and light rides and runs at night.

The leader rode a black horse, dressed in pitch-black iron armor, and held a spear selected from Yangquan's arsenal.

The person on his left side is a sturdy figure with a dark face, and if you look closely, you can see that he is wearing double armor.

The person on the right seems to be a lot worse than the two of them, riding on the horse a little bumpy left and right, and almost dismounting several times.

These people are naturally Liu Bei and his party.

Liu Bei looked at the young man on his right and said with a smile, "Han Jun, your riding skills are really a little worse. In the future, we will have to practice hard. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will not be able to go into battle."

"What Liu Jun said is that he must practice hard when he goes back." The young man in leather armor turned red under the leather helmet, this person was in the Han family that day, and he was no less than Liu Bei's Han An.

"Liu Jun, where are we going? Shouldn't we go to the battlefield now to help Captain Wu and them?" Han An was a little puzzled.

"Han Jun's words are reasonable, but they are not

Reason." Liu Bei smiled, "The so-called thousand-mile attack will be a general. With our forty or fifty horsemen now, even if we go to the battlefield to help, it doesn't mean much. Now that the enemy is outnumbered, and the people of the Southern Barbarians are good at fighting above us, flying up is tantamount to fighting fires with salary, but in fact it is completely useless. What's more, our goal this time is not to defeat these people on this frontal battlefield."

Han An seemed to understand a little, "What does Liu Jun mean by that Southern Barbarian general?"

At this time, they made a circumambulation in the north, and the fighting was fierce on the frontal battlefield, and the fire was soaring into the sky, not only to cover the sound of horses' hooves, but also to illuminate the way forward for them.

"Han Jun is smart, this is the purpose of tonight's battle." Liu Bei pointed to the camp in front of him, where the sound of singing and dancing could still be heard.

"The enemy is so big, how can he not teach him a lesson? All you need to do is slay the enemy chieftain, and the enemy will collapse by itself." Liu Bei smiled, "Han Jun, this is the correct use of cavalry today."

The cavalry of the Han Dynasty did not have stirrups for later generations, so everyone riding horses could only pull the reins with one hand, and then rely on their legs to clamp the horse's belly. So on top of the war horse, you can't actually make any big moves.

In addition, at that time, most of the cavalry was mainly light cavalry, so the cavalry of the Han Dynasty was mainly based on attacking and harassing on both wings and dividing the battlefield.

Only heavy riders can be trapped.

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank you for the horses sent by the Han family, otherwise if you want to attack the camp of the Southern Barbarians, I am afraid that it may not be as easy as it is now." Liu Bei smiled at Han An again.

"If my Han family hadn't sent horses, what would Liu Jun do? Defending the city and waiting for reinforcements failed?"

Liu Bei said with a smile: "Naturally not, if there is no horse sent by the Han family, you still have to go out of the city to fight, it is nothing more than running at night from light horses, and then blending into the camp, but it will take a lot of effort."

He turned his head to look at the blazing battlefield on his left, "There are many more dead and wounded."

"So if you can win this time, your Han family will be the most credited."

Han An was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said, "It turns out that Liu Jun already had this plan before receiving my horse, but why should Liu Jun take such a big risk?"

….

"Liu Jun is a disciple of Duke Lu, with the current situation, most of the people who defend the city can also defend Yangquan City, why should Liu Jun take the risk? You must know that the people of the Southern Barbarians must not be easy to deal with, even if Liu Jun is full of planning, he must not be 100% sure of it."

"As long as you hold Yangquan City, it will already be a great achievement, but if you are defeated, Yangquan will not be protected, and Liu Jun's future career will be blocked."

Liu Bei smiled when he heard this, but he just said, "Han Jun wants to be a hero?"

Han An was stunned for a moment, and replied truthfully, "Naturally, I want to."

"That's it." Liu Bei looked at the battlefield on the left, and then at the river on the right.

The river is choppy, rolling eastward.

"I want to be a hero, too."

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In Yangquan City, with the departure of Liu Bei and others, Han Yue found Zhao Jun, who was in the county government and preparing to deploy defenses in the city.

"I don't want Han Jun to come so eagerly." Zhao Jun stood in the courtyard and looked at Han Yue who was in a hurry with a smile.

Han Yuejue's Zhao Jun today seems to be a little different from the past, but he can't say what the difference is.

He had no choice but to laugh and say, "Such a big thing, naturally, the sooner the better, otherwise if it falls behind, it will be an indescribable disaster. I think Liu Jun had already explained the matter to Zhao Jun before leaving, right?"

Zhao Jun nodded, "Han Jun's words are reasonable, this kind of thing really needs to be cut through the mess quickly. How many manpower is needed, Han Jun just needs to speak. It's just that Han Jun must not forget Liu Jun's admonition that day."

"Han doesn't dare to forget."

Han Yue was shocked, and at this time he finally thought of how Zhao Jun was different from before.

Although Zhao Jun was quite capable at the beginning, he was a capable official, but he was just a capable official, and between his actions, he often had some indecisiveness and women's kindness

。

But now Zhao Jun has more murderous aura that only the real ruling party should have.

"So Han Jun will go by himself." Zhao Jun pressed the long sword on his waist, "It's just that if there is someone who disobeys discipline, Han Jun can kill him."

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In Yangquan City, the Wei family.

The Wei family was pacing back and forth, and he was naturally listening carefully in the city when he shouted to kill Zhentian in the city.

He really couldn't imagine that under such a situation, Liu Bei would dare to take people out of the city to face the battle, could he be crazy?

For a moment, he didn't know whether he wanted them to win or to lose.

In fact, even he didn't even notice it, and when he had this thought in his heart, he had actually made a decision.

There is this thought first, and then there is this thought.

What can't be decided, in fact, there is already an answer in my heart.

Just when he was anxious, a servant in the courtyard hurried in from outside the door, and without standing firmly, he rolled directly in front of him.

"What's the matter?" The Wei family shouted angrily, and now he was feeling irritable in his heart, and this person just bumped into the door.

"Oh no, master." The servant spoke hurriedly, "The head of the Han family has brought people in, and he has brought a lot of people, our guards can't stop it, and now they are coming towards this place with great momentum, saying that they are here to find the master of the house."

The Wei family was stunned, could Han Yue be the opposite? At the time of such a big war, he dared to do this kind of internal fighting in his own house.

….

He already found out clearly, although Liu Bei is out of the city now, but Zhao Jun is still there, Han Yue, an old fox, should not dare to do anything wrong.

It's just that before he could figure out the key, Han Yue had already led someone into the courtyard.

"Wei Jun, I haven't seen you for many days, but I'm fine." Han Yue's face was calm, and he didn't see the slightest bit of momentum at all.

The Wei family snorted coldly, "Trespassing into a private house, I'm just afraid that what Han Jun is doing is not a way to be a guest, right?"

"Wei Jun's words are reasonable, but Han Mou is not here to be a guest, so naturally there is nothing reasonable or unreasonable, Wei Jun just comes to the door as a villain." Han Yue was not annoyed at all, but smiled gently.

"What is Han Jun's intention here? Could it be that he is here to destroy my Wei family? Now that the enemy is present, you don't want to defend the city with all your might, but you still want to fight for civil strife!"

The Wei family was furious, and he had already drawn the long sword at his waist, "If you can't tell a reason today, then Wei will fight with you."

"Wei Jun, don't be impatient, Han is not here for the Wei family, but for you." Han Yue asked Wei Zhong after his birth, "It's okay to let Wei Jun go and understand."

Wei Zhong took a few steps forward and said with a wry smile, "Family Master, don't have to work hard to support it. What you have planned, it has now happened."

Seeing Wei Zhong at this time, the Wei family still didn't know what had happened.

"Wei Zhong, I'm here to treat you well! You have been in my Wei family for many years, has the Wei family ever treated you badly? I've done you a little bit of a loss!"

Wei Zhong was here, and the Wei family naturally immediately understood why Han Yue appeared here without fear, thinking that it was most likely instructed by Liu Bei.

He raised his eyes and looked, but among the people brought by Han Yue, there was no one from the Wei family.

With his mind or not, he knew that struggling was futile.

He threw away the sword in his hand and sighed softly, "It's really a good calculation, so-and-so admits defeat." How are you going to treat me, how to treat the Wei family?"

"The Wei family can stay, but Wei Jun can't stay, this is the answer." Han Yue smiled.

"Therefore, the more you invite Wei Jun to die."

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On the main array outside the city, Su Lang had already commanded the Southern Barbarians to merge with the descendants, and completely surrounded Wu Wei and the others.

Like a river rolling, it overturned down, enveloping Wu Wei and others.

And Wu Wei and the others are like rocks in the water, let the river impact, but still do not move.

Above the battle array, the shouts of fighting continued, and Wu Wei was covered in the center and watched

The southern barbarians in the distance rushed left and right in the battle formation, watching the people on both wings fight for tigers.

Most of the people who fought here were his sons and daughters.

Some people were stabbed and shot and fell secretly. Some people were seriously wounded, but they still fought endlessly.

He watched many of them grow from teenagers to young adults, and watched them marry wives and have children, and start families.

Wu Wei suddenly felt as if a flame was rushing up in his heart, and he hadn't felt this feeling for many years.

At this moment, he suddenly raised his hand and pulled out the priceless ring head knife at his waist.

"Yangquan Erlang, fight to the death! Gentlemen, kill the thief with me!"

He shouted loudly and rushed forward, but the guards on his side could not stop him, so they could only follow him forward.

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At this time, Wu Wei only felt that the fire in his heart was burning more and more, like an extremely hot charcoal fire, which exploded in his heart, and suddenly spread to all his limbs.

How will the man die at the end of his life?

At this time, he had already rushed to the edge of the battle array, and the ring knife in his hand slashed straight into the chest of a southern barbarian man, blood gushing out, splashing on his clothes and face.

He roared loudly, like a fur-soaked beast that drank blood.

Here in the Shura field, purgatory on earth, who is not a beast who works hard to find a living.

Wu Wei wiped a handful of blood from his face, and he finally remembered an old man.

It was many years ago, when I died on that snowy night.

Many years later, the two looked at each other.

Gradually become one.

He is fearful, and today he wants to be the young man who dared to chase and kill the enemy for hundreds of miles when he was alone.

"Fight to the death!"

He let out a loud shout and headed straight for the Nanban soldiers on the opposite side.

Even if you die, you have to be a hero!

These county guards who went out of the city with him actually looked down on Wu Wei in their hearts.

His deeds back then, these children who grew up in Yangquan City had naturally heard of it.

It's a pity that they haven't seen half of the blood in Wu Wei over the years, and they are only flies and dogs who want to keep their official positions.

In their eyes, Haojie is certainly a hero, but Haojie is old and eventually becomes a mediocre person.

It was only at this moment that they saw the well-deserved Yangquan hero in Wu Wei again.

At this time, the men in Yangquan City were already a little exhausted, but when they saw that Wu Wei was brave, they immediately cheered up again.

All of a sudden, the Yangquan defenders, who had been somewhat silent, erupted again with a monstrous shout and fighting, and the momentum was far stronger than when they first engaged.

All of a sudden, even if the Southern Barbarian rebels were outnumbered, they were suppressed by the people of Yangquan.

At this time, Shen Lang, who was far away from the battlefield and had many guards around him, sighed.

He had also seen this martial artist at the beginning, but he was just a flattering person who would only bow his head and bend down when he saw Shangguan. I don't want to be so powerful on the battlefield now.

One person fights for his life, and the three armies are excited.

It is a heroic character.

However, no matter how majestic it is, it is useless, and it is difficult to hold on to the blood and courage for a while. If this continues, they will naturally be able to win, but with more damage.

What worries him most now is the young man who hasn't been there since the beginning of the war.

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At this time, Liu Bei and the others had already taken advantage of the cover of the frontal battlefield to come to the right side of the Nanban camp.

Most of the Southern Barbarian rebels in the camp had already left the city to meet the enemy, leaving only Li Mu, who was still listening to the singing and dancing in the main tent, and dozens of his guards, as well as a few people scattered throughout the camp who were responsible for watching and observing.

And they all led their horses, and hid themselves in the darkness by the roadside, watching

Not far away, the brightly lit Nanban military village.

Liu Bei turned his head to look back, and saw that everyone was tense and solemn.

Only Zhou Tai still looked as usual, as if he was just eating and drinking.

It's no wonder that if they rush into the formation and can't quickly kill the main general of the opposing unified army, when the Nanban people outside come to help, they will be flanked by people in front and back.

Even if it is ribbed, it will be difficult to escape.

It's just that when things come to an end, there is no other way but to move forward.

"Gentlemen." He said with a smile, "In the past, Ban Dingyuan was in a foreign land, and he was still able to attack the enemy at night, kill the generals and capture the thieves, and make an immortal reputation."

"Those who come after them should be better than the ancients! Men of my generation, make great achievements, only today!"

He turned over his horse, tightened the reins in his hand, let out a long breath, raised the spear in his hand, and pointed at the Nanban military camp in front of him.

"Gentlemen, prepare to camp."

Dozens of horsemen roared up, from the side of the Nanban camp, and pierced into the camp.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the light horses are camping.

Fall to the first