The first time the two fought, Huang Zhong should have avoided the real and the false, and used ingenuity to maneuver, but like Huang Zhong, he came up to Bian's head-on impact with a hard face, which is really rare in the world, if he is not a layman, he has full confidence in his skills.

The two dismantled this trick, and Zhang He couldn't help but be surprised in his heart: "I underestimated this old horseman." "When he first concentrated on the enemy, he didn't dare to be careless, and the big knife in his hand protected his body again and again, waiting for the opportunity to move.

The first time the two fought, they didn't know the truth and the truth, like Zhang He, who strictly guarded the door and waited for the opportunity to move, Huang Zhong was eager to prove himself, and most of the moves were offensive.

Unfolding the armillary sword technique, the knife momentum was like a thunderstorm, and like a dragon sneaking, the two of them dismantled more than 50 moves, only to see a big chaos in Zhang He's rear army array.

Zhang He was shocked in his heart, and when he looked back, he saw that the big banner with the word "Yan" was slowly erected in his rear army, and it must be Yan Yan, and at this moment Zhang He understood in his heart that Huang Zhong in front of him was just making a feint here to attract his attention, so as to buy time for Yan Yan's raid rear.

Zhang He was also defeated in the Wakou Pass the day before yesterday, and today outside the Jiameng Pass, he painted a gourd in the same way, and was defeated again.

Towards Huang Zhong made a few moves, forcing Huang Zhong to retreat, and shouted: "Withdraw, retreat quickly." ”

As soon as the words fell, the five thousand troops were all defeated and fled, and suddenly only heard a few trumpets in the mountains on the left, resounding through the heavens and the earth, and a red flag armor of men and horses spread towards Zhang He like a flame, the first person, wearing Confucian armor and holding a dragon slaying knife, was Duan Dahu.

The three-way army surrounded Zhang He in the core, Zhang He didn't dare to fight, and led his soldiers to rush up and grab a bloody way to kill out, looking back at the soldiers around him who had already left no one, and looking back at Duan Dahu had already been left far behind, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Shall we chase after it? Yan Yan couldn't help asking.

Duan Dahu shook his head and said: "No need, he has lost the city in a row, we can let him go, Cao Hong's side can't let him go." The herald ordered the troops to be collected and returned to the customs. ”

Duan Dahu was not carried away by the small profits in front of him, he knew that even if Zhang He died, he would not be able to alleviate the situation in the entire Hanzhong, so he collected his troops and returned to the customs to make another plan.

Zhang He retreated dozens of miles in defeat, thought about it, and still wrote a letter to Cao Hong, so that Cao Hong could quickly send soldiers and horses to the rescue.

Dozens of miles away, Cao Hong heard that Zhang He was defeated again, and he couldn't help but be angry and wanted to blame him, but he was afraid that he was in a hurry, Zhang He went to Duan Dahu instead, Cao Hong remembered that Zhang He surrendered to Cao Cao from Yuan Shao's subordinates through Duan Dahu's recommendation, and the friendship between the two was naturally extraordinary, although Cao Hong was rude, but he was also an understanding person!

calmly said to Guo Huai: "You send Han Hao and Xiahou Shang to lead another 5,000 soldiers and horses to support Zhang He." ”

"Yes, General. Guo Huai commanded.

Late at night on Tiandang Mountain, there was still a faint candle flame in the big tent of the Chinese army, and in the camp, Yang Song and his younger brother Zhang Ren looked at the account book carefully.

"Four thousand stones of grain, haha, big brother, let's send it!" Yang Ren couldn't help laughing when he looked at the numbers calculated on the final ledger.

"Hmph. Yang Song sneered twice and asked, "Has no one come to destroy the grain and grass these days?"

Yang Ren shook his head and said: "A few days ago, Zhang He sent people to urge him a few times, and all of them were sent by me, I heard that he fought with Duan Dahu and was defeated repeatedly, and he still had the face to ask us for food and grass......

"What's going on over there in Xiahou Yuan?" Yang Song couldn't help but ask.

"If Xiahou Yuan sends someone to recruit him, he will try to suppress it as low as possible. "Yang Song knows that Xiahou Yuan is a hard bone, but it's not easy to gnaw.

"Yes, big brother, but why do I feel so hot?" Yang Ren couldn't help but tug at his clothes. Although it is the height of summer, how can you feel such a high temperature at night on this Tiandang Mountain at such a high altitude. Yang Song hurriedly rushed out of the big tent, only to see that the granary on Tiandang Mountain had a raging fire at some point.

The fire quickly burned half of the sky, and Yang Song couldn't help but exclaim: "People, hurry up and put out the fire!" But Yang Song's answer was still a dead silence.

All this grain and grass was taken from the mouths of the soldiers who entered Hanzhong in the past few days, and he was still intoxicated with it, but it was burned in a moment.

The fire was pervasive, burning half of the sky, and several huge fire dragons burst out from time to time in the fire, which shocked people, and the fire quickly spread to the camp, and still no one got up to put out the fire.

Yang Song was suspicious in his heart, and rushed into a soldier's sleeping tent, and a bloody breath came to the surface, and Yang Song almost vomited. The hundred soldiers in one tent did not know when all their necks had been wiped off.

Yang Song was so frightened that he fell out of the camp tent in a panic, and when he looked back, Yang Ren had already turned into a headless corpse in the firelight, and blood was spraying out from time to time in the neck cavity.

Yang Song was startled and screamed, and gradually the fire spread rapidly, and the sound of crackling bamboo storms came from time to time, and as the mountain wind hit, the smell of burnt fire in the air couldn't help but be disgusting.

Yang Song was about to rush out of the camp, but under the light of the fire, a woman in white blocked Yang Song's way, only to see that the woman in white was half covered by an iron mask, and the remaining half of her miserable face looked terrifying under the firelight.

"Holy. Yang Song screamed and fainted.

The woman in white was about to kill Yang Song, but she heard a deep voice say: "Yang Song is just a wine bag and rice bag, what to do to kill him." ”

A strong man walked out of the place where the firelight, and the golden armor of his whole body reflected the firelight, it was the god of golden armor. The woman in white is undoubtedly the ghost mother.

"I really don't know what Mr. Donghuang thinks, he actually wants us to help that Duan Dahu ......" The white fox Diao Chan on the side walked out and couldn't help but complain.

"Mr. Donghuang, what are you talking about, let's just do it, what are you talking about?"

"Duan Dahu's army is coming in an instant, you clean up the scene, let's withdraw quickly. "Golden Armor Shinto.

"Let's go. As he spoke, the figures of several people disappeared into the glow of the firelight.

Seeing those people walking away, Yang Song rolled twice on the ground, struggled to get up, and staggered down the mountain.

The fire in Tiandang Mountain became more and more intense, and the radius of dozens of miles was illuminated by this fire as if it were day.