Chapter 11: The First Battle

On Gangneung City, all deployments have been made.

With the opening of the Jiangdong spies, Lu Meng led the elite to quickly enter the periphery of the city.

"Who's under the city?"

The defenders on the old city wall who were waiting for them noticed that the man in the white brocade robe outside suddenly looked vigilant and asked.

"Master Jun, don't misunderstand, we are merchants who come from downstream to sell pottery and brocade silk, I don't know if we can be accommodating to let us enter the city?"

As soon as these words fell, Mi Fang, who was hiding on one side, looked to the side, as if she was asking if it was time for her to come forward.

Unexpectedly, Huo Yi shook his head lightly, signaling him to be restless.

Then his eyes signaled that the subordinate part of the song responded normally.

"No~ Now the whole city of Gangneung is under martial law, and no businessmen are allowed to enter the city."

The defenders righteously refused.

As soon as these words fell, the Wu soldiers under the city could only move their eyes to the back and ask for instructions.

Seeing this, Lu Meng nodded slightly to signal that it would proceed as originally planned.

Immediately, Wu Bing, who was wearing a white brocade robe, showed a flattering expression, and said loudly: "Master Jun, please be accommodating~"

"Before I waited, the merchants were all allowed by Mi Taishou, don't you remember?"

"Otherwise, you will go and report this to Mi Taishou?"

As soon as these words came out, all the soldiers in the city heard them very clearly!

As soon as the words fell, Huo Yi's face was calm, and he ordered, "Mi Taishou, it's time for you to perform." ”

After that, a pair of eyes looked at him closely.

Seeing this, Mi Fang took a deep breath and stood up suddenly, and said in a loud voice: "Kaecheng!" ”

The order was handed down, and Huo's tribe opened the city gate without the slightest hesitation according to Huo Yi's instructions.

They were pretending to be Mi Fang's private subordinates, and at this time, they had to behave obediently in order to hide from Lu Meng, but if there was a little resistance, Huo Yi would probably be able to see the clues.

As the sound of "creaking" was heard repeatedly, a city gate burst open.

At this time, Mi Fang stood proudly on the city, with a deep uneasiness on her face, and shouted:

"I am Mi Fang, the Taishou of Nanjun, and I have led my private troops to wait in the city for a long time, please go and inform General Lu to take over the city quickly, otherwise it will change later!"

The roar came, and Wu Bing, who was pretending to be a businessman, did not dare to be sloppy in the slightest when he saw this, and hurriedly signaled to Lu Meng in the rear.

Although the distance is far, the city gate is still vaguely open, and coupled with the signal given, Lu Meng's serious expression suddenly moved and waved his hand and ordered:

"Soldiers, follow the generals into Gangneung."

"Wait!"

But just as he was about to leave, a burly Confucian in a Confucian robe stood up to stop him.

"Zhong Xiang, what do you mean by this?"

Seeing that Yu who was with the army turned out his words, Lu Meng said with a look of confusion on his face.

"General, you are in danger of the safety of the whole army, and now that the enemy situation in the city is unknown, you should not risk your life, you should send a small unit into the city to investigate the situation first."

Yu Fu also quickly proposed.

When these words fell, Pan Zhang, who was on one side, quickly echoed, "General Lu, what Mr. Yu said is not unreasonable, you wait outside the city, and let Zhang lead a section into the city to explore the truth." ”

With the reminder of the two, Lu Meng also knew the truth and solemnly nodded and agreed.

Immediately, Pan Zhang led hundreds of people from his headquarters to pour into the wide open city gate.

Entering the city, Mi Fang led Huo Yi, who was pretending to be a guard, to greet him.

After the convergence, seeing that the leader was not Lu Meng, Mi Fang looked suspicious and asked, "General Lu has not arrived?" ”

Pan Zhang is a rude person, and he is very contemptuous of a person like Mi Fang, who is not looking at each other at all, and he scans his eyes to observe the surrounding situation as soon as he enters the city.

After a long while, he didn't seem to notice anything abnormal, so he said coldly, "The general is outside the city, and he sent me into the city first to learn from Mi Taishou about the truth." ”

After saying that, he suddenly noticed that Mi Fang was tall and mighty, and the person with a sword at his waist was shocked, and pointed his finger: "Who is this?" ”

Seeing the situation, Mi Fang replied respectfully, "This is the personal guard below, don't be suspicious of the general." ”

After the words fell, he continued, "Jiangling City was expanded by Guan Yu, and there are two cities in the north and south, and the people, Jingzhou officials and soldiers' families basically gather in the south of the city. ”

"The new city is guarded by Bo Liaohua, the master, and I have not yet controlled it, and the old city is currently under control."

"Please also ask the general to quickly let General Lu lead the main force into the city to capture the new city, otherwise it will be too late for the reinforcements from the north to return!"

When the words fell, Pan Zhang didn't believe it easily, but waited for the troops who had just entered the city to explore everywhere and found nothing abnormal, before giving orders outside the city.

Seeing that there was nothing abnormal, Lu Meng's expression relaxed a little, and then led most of the people into the old city.

Just after the doorway, LΓΌ Meng ordered Pan Zhang to take Mi Fang, who had surrendered to the city, to the new city in the south of the city to break the hearts of the defenders and control the whole city, and he led a small number of troops to the old city to take care of Mi Fang's private troops.

"You stay!"

Huo Yi, who was always following Mi Fang's side, was noticed by Lu Meng because his figure was too strong, and he was directly ordered.

Huo Yi's eyes rolled when he saw the situation, his expression remained unchanged, and he ordered: "You must protect Taishou well~"

The word "protection" undoubtedly accentuates the tone and has a special meaning of surveillance.

More than 100 people under his command followed Mi Fang and Pan Zhang into the old city.

In the old city, only Huo Yi and hundreds of trilogies and Lu Meng and others remained.

Huo Yi's eyes were cold, staring closely at Lu Meng on the side, his face was elegant, and his face was Chinese.

Staring at it for a moment, his eyes faintly revealing murderous intent.

At the same time, his mind was running at a high speed, and now he had far more subordinates than the troops left by Lu Meng's side, and when a fierce battle broke out in the city, how should he quickly capture and kill Lu Meng and then kill him inside and outside.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was noon in the blink of an eye.

The winter sun shone like a warm sun on the soldiers of the old city.

At this moment, Huo Yi and Lu Meng suddenly looked at each other.

As if he had discovered something in his eyes, Lu Meng faintly sensed that something was wrong, and just as he was about to send someone into the city to find out how Pan Zhang's troops were progressing, suddenly a person rushed out of the city covered in blood.

Suddenly, Huo Yi and Lu Meng each showed vigilance and held their hands on the hilt of their swords.

When the man approached, he shouted with an anxious face, "General Lu, the city is full of ambushes, and now General Pan's headquarters has suffered heavy losses, and it has fallen into a bitter ......."

It's just that before his words fell, he saw Huo Yi on the side with a serious face, waving his sword and shouting:

"Soldiers, kill the enemy!"

As if a deafening command was transmitted, I saw that the Huo clan tribes were holding swords and shields around Huo Yi's side, and they quickly formed a battle formation.

In the array, the endless momentum exuded by each of the soldiers.

In the military array, there is also a sense of strictness.