The sun is setting in the west and it is getting late.

Standing on the gate tower of the Wubao barrier, Qian looked south, hoping to wait for the news that Wang Ying had killed Liu Bei.

He didn't know whether Wang Ying could kill Liu Bei, but he hoped that he could wait for such a result.

If Liu Bei died, he would be able to sleep peacefully and gain another half of Dongmu County.

He believed that Wang Ying led 6,000 men and followed him up to attack him. Even if he could not kill Liu Bei, it would not be difficult to defeat him.

"Qu Shuai, our people are back." Suddenly someone shouted.

I quickly looked south from Qian, and sure enough I saw one of my own people running back all the way.

I couldn't help but feel secretly happy, thinking that it was Wang Ying who defeated Liu Bei and sent someone back to report the news.

However, he saw more of his own people, running around in a chaotic manner, looking very embarrassed.

"Qu Shuai, open the door quickly, it's us!"

Those people ran outside the gate of Wubao, looked at Congqian above and shouted.

Looking at them carefully from the money, they are indeed brothers in their own castle.

"What's going on? Is Liu Bei dead?" Cong Qian asked urgently, he would not open the door until he understood the situation.

These people are indeed his brothers in the fort, and they were the first to escape after escaping. The people arranged by Liu Bei are still behind.

"Commander Qu, we were ambushed by Liu Bei, and Wang Ying is dead!"

Cong Qian was shocked. The contrast between the news he heard and the news he hoped for was so big.

"What about our people?"

From Qian's point of view, there were only three or four hundred people outside the fort, and there were three thousand people who went with Wang Ying.

"I don't know. It's all chaos. The dead are dying, the surrendering is surrendering, and the fleeing ones are fleeing. We ran as fast as we could and got back first. There should be people behind us."

Indeed, there are still people running back one after another in the distance.

Not long after, five to six hundred people gathered outside the Wubao gate, all shouting for Congqian to open the door.

Congqian looked carefully for a while and confirmed that these were all his people, and then ordered: "Open the door quickly and let them in."

As soon as the gate of Wubao opened, a large group of people came running from a distance.

Looking at these people from Qian, it was dark at this time, and it was impossible to see their faces clearly from a distance, but judging from their clothes, they were definitely not Liu Bei's soldiers, but his brothers.

After waiting for a while, those people gradually came closer. I could see the money clearly, at least I could see the people in front of me clearly. These people were also my brothers.

Congqian was secretly happy that there were so many brothers who had escaped. Even if Liu Bei led his troops to fight back, he would still have people to guard Wubao, so he would not be afraid of Liu Bei coming to attack.

Watching those people running outside the Wubao Gate, Liu Bei's large group of troops appeared in the distance, seemingly chasing these people.

He yelled from Qian down: "Come in quickly, Liu Bei's soldiers and horses are chasing you."

The darkness of the sky and the urgency of the situation prevented Cong Qian from carefully identifying the "own men" behind him. He watched those "own men" enter Wubao, while Liu Bei's troops had already chased them two to three hundred steps away.

"Close the door quickly! Close the door quickly!" Congqian shouted anxiously.

At this moment, he heard shouts of death coming from the fort gate below.

"What's going on?"

He asked as he ran towards the fort gate.

No one responded to him, and the people around him didn't know what happened.

When he ran down the rampart and approached the fort gate, he saw someone running towards him to report: "Commander Qu, Liu Bei's men have sneaked in. They are guarding the gate, but we can't close it!"

Hearing the news from Qian was like a thunderbolt, and he was stunned.

"Qushuai, Qushuai, what should we do now?" the people around him asked urgently.

"What else can I do? Run!"

Congqian shouted urgently, turned around and ran away.

At this time, Zhou Xing and Zhang Fei rushed into the fort first, and the gate of Wubao was already under their control.

Liu Zheng saw the figure escaping from Qian and hurriedly pursued him with his troops.

Now the men and horses led by Liu Zheng are dressed similarly to the men from Qian, but they all wear red scarves on their heads to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

Liu Zheng wore a red scarf on his head and held a long sword in his hand. He stared at the money and led people to chase after him.

Congqian didn't know that he had been targeted, so he didn't escape directly to the back door of Wubao. Instead, he thought about going home and taking the gold with him before escaping.

As the 1,500 soldiers led by Zhou Xing and Zhang Fei rushed into Wubao, chaos broke out inside the fort. Liu Zheng led hundreds of soldiers with their heads wrapped in red scarves and chased Cong Qian until Cong Qian arrived.

At home.

Cong Qian rushed into his room, took out the key and opened the wooden box where the gold cakes were stored. He took out more than a dozen gold cakes from it, and took a square cloth to wrap the gold cakes.

At this time, the sound of fighting could be heard outside, and it was known from Qian that Liu Bei's men had come to his home to kill him.

He carried the baggage wrapped with gold cakes on his back, and as soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw a man walking towards him with his head wrapped in a red scarf and carrying a long sword.

I knew from the money that this was Liu Bei's man, and when I saw the murderous intent of the other party, I was slightly frightened, so I hurriedly waved my knife and said, "Let me go, and I'll give you a gold cake."

He took out three gold cakes from his bag and threw them at the visitor.

Liu Zheng did not stop, and without even looking at the three gold cakes on the ground, he walked straight towards Cong Qian and said, "I don't want the gold cakes, I just want your head."

"If you want my head, it depends on whether you have the ability."

From Qian, carrying a baggage and carrying a knife, he faced the opponent.

Liu Zheng knew that his force was inferior to that of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, but he believed that he was the bravest general in Liu Bei's army besides Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

Of course, Liu Zheng had heard that military advisor Zhou Xing was also very powerful, and the bandit leader Wang Ying was beheaded by military advisor, but he still believed that he was stronger than Zhou Xing.

Now facing another thief named Qian, Liu Zheng will never let him go.

Let alone three pieces of gold cake, he wouldn't care even if it was thirty pieces.

Liu Zheng stopped answering, raised his sword to greet him, and handed over Qian's hand.

Cong Qian is slightly smaller in stature and is far less powerful than Wang Ying, but he is more agile and agile and can avoid Liu Zheng's sword thrusts several times.

Liu Zheng clung to him tightly, making it difficult for him to escape. He wanted to escape but could not find a chance.

And those of his tribe were killed by the soldiers brought by Liu Zheng and were unable to fight back, so they could only flee in all directions.

The two fought for more than ten rounds, and Qian secretly knew that he was no match and that he would only die if he continued to fight. He suddenly threw the baggage wrapped in gold cakes at Liu Zheng, hoping to take this opportunity to escape.

Liu Zheng dodged and the gold cakes were scattered on the ground behind him.

He did not look back, but rushed forward with his sword in hand.

Although Congqian was determined to throw the gold cakes away, he was really distressed and couldn't help but look at the gold cakes scattered on the ground again.

At this moment, as soon as Qian was distracted, Liu Zheng pierced his chest with his sword.

Qian spit out blood from his mouth and stood upright, still staring at the gold cakes scattered on the ground, looking very unwilling.

Liu Zheng quickly drew out his sword and watched Cong Qian's wide-eyed corpse slowly fall.

Zhou Xing and Zhang Fei led their soldiers and horses to quickly control the fort. Although several hundred people escaped through the back door, all the rest were captured except for the more than 500 people who died in the battle.

After dark, Liu Bei led the remaining soldiers and horses to escort the prisoners and entered Wubao.

When he saw the gold, money and food he had saved from money, Liu Bei was both angry and happy.

What makes me angry is that with so much money and grain accumulated from money, how many people will suffer from it!

Fortunately, I got the money and food for myself instead of being taken away by those who escaped.

He never expected that the money would include more than 100 kilograms of gold, more than 300,000 yuan in money, and more than 60,000 shi of grain, which was more than what the former Donglai prefect Guan Tong had accumulated.

At this moment, Liu Bei was secretly pleased. With these things, things would be easier to handle in the future.

And the biggest credit for all this belongs to none other than the military advisor!

"Military Advisor, you used the empty camp strategy to lure out the king's camp this time, and you personally killed the king's camp, and you also planned to destroy Cong Qian's fort. You must be the one who deserves the most credit! If there were no military advisor,

, I’m afraid that these two thieves will be difficult to eradicate, and I have nothing to reward you now. I can only reward you with ten gold cakes first to show the rewards and punishments!”
Chapter completed!