"Ahh Zhang Liao roared angrily, swung his knife and slashed towards Jiao Touch, and roared angrily: "You dare to insult me, today, you will definitely kill your dog!" ”

Zhang Liao's martial arts, if compared to Guan Yu, Zhang Fei is indeed worse.

However, he is also a first-class general.

This Jiao Touch is just a third-rate general, where is he Zhang Liao's opponent!

What level of player are you Jiao Touch, and you are also worthy of playing Zhang Liao?

Zhang Liao was indeed really angry, and with the bonus of this anger, he was equivalent to exerting one hundred and two percent of his strength.

This big knife was danced by Zhang Liao like a tiger descending the mountain, and it was like a dragon going out to sea.

Jiao Touch's hasty resistance is only the ability to parry, but not the power to fight back!

At this time, Jiao Touch also regretted it, and he couldn't wait to give himself a big mouth.

Jiao Feng thought to himself, why am I revealing his scars, didn't I ask for myself?

"Dang!"

"When! While! ”

The two knives kept colliding together, and it took about twenty or thirty rounds to go, and the scorched touch couldn't hold on.

Zhang Liao swung out a knife fiercely, and Jiao Touch raised the knife to block it again.

However, at the beginning, the scorched tiger's jaw was cracked, and as the blood continued to flow out, the hilt of his knife became slippery and greasy.

Just listened, "dang long", and the knife in Jiao Touch's hand was directly picked up by Zhang Liao and flew out.

After picking off Jiao Touch's knife, Zhang Liao pressed it, and his knife pressed on Jiao Touch's neck.

After the knife was held on his neck, Jiao Touch immediately panicked.

Jiao Touch always thought that he was not afraid of death, after all, the clay pot was difficult to break from the wellhead, and he still understood the truth that the general would inevitably die before the battle.

After so many years of fighting, Jiao Touch has long been ready to die on the battlefield.

However, when this knife holder was on his neck, Jiao Touch still panicked.

He found that death was completely different from what he had imagined.

People who have never died, he has no idea how terrible death is.

In the face of death, Jiao Fu subconsciously begged for mercy: "Spare your life."

Spare your life?

Zhang Liao thought to himself, if I spare you, I will be sorry for your words to scold me.

Thinking of this, Zhang Liao showed no mercy at all, and with a knife in his hand, he cut off Jiao Touch's head.

Zhang Liao held a knife in one hand and Jiao Ji's head in the other, and shouted: "The head of the enemy general is here." ”

"The head of the enemy general is here."

Since Zhang Liao joined the battlefield with the people trapped in the camp, the battle on the city wall has almost developed in the direction of one-sided falling.

The only remaining Yuan troops on the city wall also began to panic after seeing Jiao Touch's head.

At this time, Yuan Jun, who was close to the battlements of the city wall, wanted to climb back and climb down from the ladder.

I just saw someone climb the wall battlement, and their feet haven't stepped on the ladder yet!

Behind, groups of Yuan Jun rushed up.

Now, not only one Yuan Jun wants to escape, but also the Yuan Jun on the city wall wants to run.

The people in front climbed up the ladder, and the people in the back rushed forward, and many people were pushed off the city wall.

On the battlefield, once you start to escape, it will inevitably be a rout.

At this time, the Yuan army on the city wall performed a performance, what is called a thousand miles.

The Yuan army under the city wall was like the flood that opened the floodgates, and it retreated in a hurry.

The Yuan army on the city wall, like dumplings, crackled and fell down the city wall.

Under the city.

Yuan Jun camp.

Zhang He was staring at the map to study the battle situation, and at this time, the herald rushed in at a trot, shouting in a panicked tone: "General, general!" ”

"Oh no! Big things are wrong! ”

"Defeated, we defeated!"

"All the soldiers who came to the city were driven down."

Hearing this, Zhang He's face immediately sank.

Not long ago, a herald came to report that Jiao Touch had led people to the city wall and was expanding the results of the battle.

Zhang He was thinking that tonight's dinner might be able to be eaten in Yecheng.

Unexpectedly, it was only less than half an hour.

Far from expanding, the results of the battle disappeared directly.

Their soldiers and horses were driven off the city wall.

"Where's Burnt?"

"I'm going to cut off his head!" Zhang He scolded angrily.

Zhang He thought to himself, you Jiao Touch is a waste! You've climbed the walls, and you're still able to drive people down.

Isn't this like, just get into the girl's bed with your bare ass, and let people kick it down?

When the herald heard that Zhang He was going to cut off Jiao Zhen's head, he said with a sad face: "General, you don't need to cut it!" ”

"The head of the general has been cut off by the enemy general Zhang Liao!"

After hearing Zhang Liao's name, Zhang He's eyes were about to pop out.

In history, Zhang He later took refuge in Cao Cao, and together with Zhang Liao, he was Cao Wei's fifth son.

Prime Minister Cao himself once said that Zhang Liao is the head of the five good generals, Le Jin is the arm of the five good generals, Zhang He is the body of the five good generals, Yu Ban is the crotch of the five good generals, and Xu Huang is the foot of the five good generals.

Judging from this statement, among the five good generals, the most capable of fighting must be Zhang Liao.

Hearing Zhang Liao's name, Zhang He immediately thought of the most elite trap camp under Zhang Liao.

"Zhang Liao is here!"

"Is it possible to get into the camp?" Zhang He hurriedly asked the herald.

The herald was stunned for a moment, and replied, "Yes! Absolutely! ”

"General Jiao touched the city wall by Zhang Liao's trapped camp."

Hearing this, Zhang He felt that he was wrong to blame.

Jiao Touch is a deputy general, how much ability he has, Zhang He actually knows.

Zhang Liao led the trapped camp into the battle, which was indeed not something that Jiao Touch could deal with.

Not to mention Jiao Touch, even Zhang He himself, he didn't dare to say that he could be Zhang Liao's opponent.

"Zhang Liao!"

"Trapped!"

"What a good thing that should be!" Zhang He paced back and forth around the map, as if he was thinking of a way to defeat the trapped camp and take Yecheng.

At this time, the military advisor Tian Feng walked in.

Seeing that Zhang He seemed to be an ant on a hot pot, he asked the herald about the situation.

After learning that Jiao Touch was killed, the soldiers who landed in the city were also driven down by Zhang Liao and the trapping camp.

Tian Feng was stunned for a moment, and then came to Zhang He's front and said with relief: "Junyi, why are you so anxious? ”

"No matter how powerful his Zhang Liao's trapping camp is, it is only 800 people."

"And, think about it, since they even used it to trap the camp, it means that they don't have any hole cards!"

"On the first day of the war, they played all their hole cards, and we still have a trump card!"

"It's getting dark, let the soldiers have a full meal and have a good night's rest!"

"Let's attack again tomorrow, I think, we can spend the night in Yecheng tomorrow night!"

After listening to the words of the military advisor Tian Feng, Zhang He thought, yes!

They even have hole cards like trapping camps, I'm Zhang He, but there is still a hole card in my hand that is useless!

(End of chapter)