Lu Chen disappeared behind a hill. After half of the cavalry led by Ma Ling bypassed the hill, a large group of men and horses, led by Huang Bu, who had already been in ambush, suddenly appeared and cut off the Qin soldiers. Lü Chen turned his horse's head and entered the Qin army.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!" Lu Chen shouted.

Immediately, Lu Chen's men and horses shouted while fighting: "Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Ma Ling's men and horses dismounted and surrendered one after another, and Ma Ling wanted to escape, but was entangled by the cloth.

Ma Ling hated and repented, and scolded hatefully: "Lu Chen, you treacherous villain!" In the midst of the scolding, a knife suddenly popped out and slashed at the cloth.

The cloth swept lightly, and it was already avoided. Another knife slashed at him.

Tu Bu snorted, and a faint red qi suddenly rose from his body. A tiny snake sprang out from behind him and bit Ma Ling's knife in one bite.

Ma Ling's knife was made of stainless steel, and it was extremely tough, and when it was bitten by this little snake, it actually bit off a large gap.

Ma Ling was shocked and exclaimed, "You actually raise Gu!" was soft in his hand, and the knife was bitten by a small snake.

Immediately, the knife was on his neck. Ma Ling had no choice but to hang his head helplessly.

Lü Chen, Di Bu led his troops to the city of Qingbo.

"Ma Ling has surrendered to Zhang Chu, what are you still resisting?" Lu Chen shouted.

Wang Yang stood on the city wall and shouted with a sword: "Shoot arrows, release arrows, kill traitors and get a reward!"

Lu Chen's troops took cover, and the city gate was smashed open with the people, shouting, "Kill me inside!" The cavalry followed the whirlwind into the city, and the city was in chaos.

Seeing the situation, Wang Yang was about to flee, and shouted to the guards around him, "Follow me out of the city!" He and the guards fled to the north gate of the city.

The soldiers of Chyoba Castle surrendered one after another, and Chyoba Castle was occupied by the Doubu.

Lu Chen chased after Wang Yang, Ling'er stopped him, and said lightly: "You don't need the general to chase after you, someone will send it." ”

At dusk, someone invited into Qingbo City. More than a dozen of Wang Yang's guards came back with Wang Yang's head.

Lu Chen admired: "The girl is really a god!"

Ling'er smiled and said, "Those who betray others will also be betrayed by others." ”

At this time, Zhang Liang was called to the study by Huang Shigong.

Shi Gongdao: "Zhang Liang, you have completed your cultivation of war spells, and now that the heroes of the world have emerged, it's time to go down the mountain." ”

Zhang Liang's heart was excited, and he said excitedly: "Yes, the disciple respects the teacher's life! However, where should Zhang Liang vote for, and who should he vote for? ”

Huang Shi said fairly: "The number of Great Qin Qi is approaching, the Great Han will be prosperous, you go down the mountain to assist the Ming Lord, and display your life's ambitions." ”

Zhang Liang exclaimed: "Who founded the Han Dynasty?"

Huangshi said: "You will meet the Lord when you go down the mountain, everything has its own providence, and the old man speculates that within ten years, the world will be decided, and your achievements can be accomplished." At that time, if you come to me, the Yellowstone down the mountain will be me. ”

Zhang Liang was a little reluctant and said, "Does the master have anything else to tell the disciples?"

Huang Shigong thought for a while and said, "Linghu helps, and waits for thousands of households." ”

Zhang Liang silently thought about the meaning of these eight, Linghu helped, and in turn Hu Lingxiang helped, didn't I want to go to Ling'er to assist the master, thinking of Ling'er, I didn't feel that my heart was agitated, that was thinking day and night, lovesickness, but I don't know what Ling'er is thinking, don't say that Wanhu Hou, if you can be with Ling'er every day, the gods can not do it.

Zhang Liang was concentrating, and when he came back to his senses, the master had drifted away.

The spring is bright and the spring breeze is gentle.

Spring is in full swing, and there are many cruise ships on the lake.

Zhang Liang was also sitting on the cruise ship, he was rushing to Huainan, he was going to defect to Qin Jia first, after all, he had a king of Chu, a little more far-sighted than those who set themselves up as kings.

Suddenly, a speedboat broke through the water and sailed towards Zhang Liang's pleasure boat.

There stood a burly man with black hair on his face, thick and thick eyebrows, and a wide black robe that fluttered in the wind, and he was still four feet away from the pleasure boat, and his man had risen into the air.

It looked like a black cloud had suddenly flown up on the green waves, drifting in all directions, and had already landed on the pleasure boat.

The black-haired man's sharp gaze stared at Zhang Liang, Zhang Liang only felt a chill rise, and couldn't help but shiver, only to feel a killing aura, approaching his eyebrows.

The sword flashed, and it slashed at Zhang Liang's shoulder like lightning.

Zhang Liang lost his voice and said: "You, why did you kill me, you must have killed the wrong person!"

The black-haired man said coldly: "Can't be wrong, Mr. Zhang Liang!"

The other tourists were so frightened that they ran to the stern of the boat, but the space in the cabin was still not large, and there was not much room for Zhang Liang to dodge.

Zhang Liang could only pull out the matching sword in his hand and take a few knives in a panic.

The black-haired man slashed faster than the other, and in an instant, the sword light had enveloped the entire cabin, and Zhang Liang was almost unable to retreat.

Zhang Liang desperately retreated outward, but no matter which way he retreated, the sword light had already blocked his way.

There was a "poof" sound, and the knife had been plunged in front of his left shoulder. Zhang Liang fell backwards, and the big knife seemed to nail him to the boat, and blood gushed out.

At this moment, there was a loud "bang", which almost knocked the boat overturned, and the people on board were also shocked and fell.

A large ship crashed into the left compartment of the pleasure boat.

The black-haired man then raised another knife and slashed at Zhang Liang, but the hull of the ship suddenly shook, and he deflected the plate, and the blade was also deflected.

Zhang Liang's people were also shocked and flew up, flew out of the knife light, flew out of the window, "plopped", and fell into the lake.

He saw a string of water droplets on the surface of the lake, and his people quickly sank.

The hull of the ship was still shaking, and the black-haired man was furious, and rolled over to the window.

On the big ship that crashed into it was a woman of outstanding grace, wearing a dazzling red long dress, the skirt dancing wildly in the wind, her beautiful face was somewhat covered by the fluttering hair, she smiled at the black-haired man, and suddenly raised her hand, spilling a silver light.

The black-haired man swung his sword, and the sword flashed in all directions, shattering the silver light.

But by this time, the woman in red had already thrown herself into the water, making a beautiful splash.

The ripples on the lake had not yet subsided, and her person had sunk and was out of sight.

She was like a fish in the water, quickly looking for Zhang Liang in the depths of the lake, the red blood water kept floating over, she suddenly swam to Zhang Liang's side and helped him up.

The bottom of the boat, from the water, looks like a heavy roof.

She seemed to be a wild goose flying on the roof, a weight-bearing wild goose, Zhang Liang had fainted on her body.

There were fewer and fewer boats on it, and she jumped out of the water with Zhang Liang, gently put him on the remote shore, and rubbed the "Tianxiang Bone Ointment" on his wound.

Zhang Liang slowly woke up, and a familiar and anxious voice came from his ears: "Brother Zhang, you are awake, are your injuries okay?"

Looking at it, Zhang Liang's conscience was agitated, his heart was pounding, and he said, "Ling'er, Ling'er, really... It's true... Is that you?" He was already incoherent.

He looked at Ling'er fixedly.

She was drenched, her thin clothes were clinging to her body, her waist was very thin, and she had a pair of slender and straight legs, and her snow-white skin was smoother than silk.