After Liu Yong received Dong Qi's distress letter and knew that he was trapped in a small county under the jurisdiction of Jianning County, like Zhao Tong, he also planned to go to the rescue immediately, but he soon gave up this plan.

The purpose of the southerners this time is Jianning County, and the siege of the county town is just to block the people who come to reinforce it, if they go forward, they will not fall into the hands of the enemy.

As a result, Liu Yong temporarily changed his route and went straight to Jianning City.

At this time, Jianning City has been besieged by the southerners for many days, and it can be said that the ammunition is exhausted, and even the Taishou only sighs every day, looking outside the city and sighing.

Liu Yong's sudden arrival instantly filled the already desperate hearts of those Shu soldiers defending the city with hope.

"Your Majesty personally marched, the brothers will go out of the city with Lord Taishou tonight to attack the Kou and protect my territory." A herald with a yellow silk in his hand galloped around the pegasus beneath the city wall, shouting loudly.

The guards of the city poked their heads out and looked down.

Although I can't see what is written on the silk, behind the enemy army outside the city, the fluttering flags and countless Shu army uniforms can still make people feel the majesty and majesty of the rescuers.

"Your Majesty, our army is less than five miles away from the enemy, and the enemy army has not moved, so we must have been prepared for a long time, can we continue to move forward and enter the enemy camp in one go?"

A black horse came to Liu Yong from the front of the team, and the warrior on the horse was dressed in dark gold armor, which looked a little similar to Zhang Shao.

"Stop the front army, and wait for me to see it for myself."

As Liu Yong's voice landed, the cyan command flag in the herald's hand was raised high and swung vigorously, and the marching Shu army stopped in an instant, and more than a dozen generals almost simultaneously urged their horses to the place where Liu Yong was.

Above Liu Yong's head, the fiery red Ayaluo canopy umbrella made a hula sound with the evening breeze, and fifty guards with sharp blades formed a tight encirclement in front of the chariot, and all kinds of weapons reflected countless cold light waves in the setting sun, winding like a huge long dragon close to the ground, and the momentum was compelling.

Liu Yong jumped out of the chariot.

Someone had already led the war horse to Liu Yong's side.

"Your Majesty is not allowed to wear this robe." A personal guard reminded.

Liu Yong took off the golden dragon robe on his body, revealing a silver-white soft armor inside, and someone handed over the blood-colored daqi and the halberd that also shimmered with silver light.

Another war horse came to Liu Yong's side.

"The holy decree that shot at the head of the city has been taken away by the defenders, and the brothers who were ordered to deliver the news have not returned, presumably captured by the southerners."

Liu Yong's brows furrowed slightly.

"For the time being, no one shall be moved without my will."

The herald quickly left.

"You don't have to follow, as long as General Qi Zhen is enough." Liu Yong turned back and instructed the guards.

"Your Majesty is not to be underestimated."

"I go in casual clothes, it's better than if you are waiting to protect you." Liu Yong said, already urging the horse forward.

A general surnamed Zhou at the front of the team heard that Liu Yong was coming in person, and led two lieutenants to greet him.

"The last general looked at the enemy's camp differently, although there were not many soldiers, but from time to time there was smoke and dust, fearing that there would be ambushes, so he did not dare to enter lightly, and asked His Majesty to watch it personally."

Liu Yong nodded.

The war horse continued to move forward, and it was already less than two miles away from the camp tent of the southerners, so that Qi Zhen behind him became nervous, leaned over and grabbed Liu Yong's war horse and tore the reins.

"Your Majesty must not go any further, for fear that the enemy will suddenly use cold arrows."

Liu Yong stopped.

The camp in front of the Nanda was very disheveled, and there was hardly any order to be seen, and the distance between the tents was far or near, and there was no facility in between, and strangely enough, there was hardly any sound of people or horses here, except for the occasional one or two southerners in animal skins walking through the middle of the tent as if nothing had happened.

If it were in the middle of the night, such a tent would make one feel like they were entering a random burial ground.

"Your Majesty, please see." The general surnamed Zhou suddenly pointed with his hand.

Liu Yong's gaze followed the direction of his finger.

A pillar of black smoke as thin as a forearm was slowly rising along the back of the tent, like a cooking smoke imprisoned in a barrel-like object, and like a giant snake coiled upward, barely cluttered, and no auxiliary objects in sight, so strange that it sent chills down the spine.

"There are many people in the south who have strange abilities, and they should be told that the three armies need not be confused by their visions." The corners of Liu Yong's mouth curled slightly, and he said to the general surnamed Zhou.

"The tent is so deserted, I am afraid that there is fraud in it, according to the last general's opinion, we should stick to it for the time being, and watch its changes in the calculation." General Zhou proposed.

"My will has been sent to the city, and tonight my soldiers will take the initiative to attack, how can we sit idly by? As soon as we hear that our soldiers are leaving the city, we will immediately attack and attack the enemy. Liu Yong ignored the words of the general surnamed Zhou and said.

The general surnamed Zhou wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

At night, the beams of torches illuminated Liu Yong's camp, reflecting the glow of the fire on the top of the city across the enemy's tent. But the camp in the middle of the enemy army was silent, and there was not even a single fire to be seen.

Suddenly, a feather arrow burning at the front of the city flew up, drawing a long arc in the dark air, and then the same feather arrow flew up in Liu Yong's camp.

The two feathered arrows staggered in the air, and the long whistle pierced the thick night, like a meteor falling, and immediately attracted a commotion on the ground.

The city gate was wide open, and the soldiers of the Shu army guarding the city flocked out.

At the same time, countless warriors poured out of Liu Yong's camp, and the sound of horses' hooves and shouts rang out.

Liu Yong rode on a horse and waved his halberd to fly out of the camp first.

"Protect Your Majesty." Numerous guards chased after them from behind under the leadership of Qi Zhen.

The spires of the enemy's tents of varying heights could already be seen, and Liu Yong suddenly restrained his horse.

The horse raised its front hooves high under the strong inertia of inertia, and when it fell, it stirred up a puff of dust.

Something weird happened:

The tent on the opposite side seemed to have been installed with a wheel, and began to move slowly to the sides, followed by almost transparent black shadows, which jumped and loomed on the ground.

Suddenly, a dense drum sounded, and these shadows waved their long arms, and in an instant, countless tongues of fire came along with billowing smoke.

Almost at the same time, the same black shadows appeared on both sides of the procession, also waving their arms, and thick smoke and fire came with the sound of drums, like heavenly fires that fell with thunder.

Where did the Shu army, who followed closely behind Liu Yong, see such a formation, as if they had seen a powerful ghost who came to ask for their lives, and immediately retreated to the back.

"This is a suspicious soldier, and the brothers should just rush and kill." Liu Yong yelled.

However, his voice seemed extremely distant and helpless in the chaos of the battlefield.

Liu Yong was furious, and waved his halberd to meet those shadows, and wherever the halberd went, there was a rain of blood that fell to the ground, and more than a dozen of these southern soldiers dressed as shadows were knocked over in an instant.

A flash of fire flickered, and a Southern sergeant threw a burning wooden stick at Liu Yong's warhorse, and the flames actually ignited the mane of the warhorse.

The battle-hardened horse let out a long neigh, turned around, and galloped off the road.