"The army is here!" a man in black shouted.

Meng You also saw that Zhang Wei took the lead hundreds of steps away, holding a long halberd in his hand and galloped at the horse. He followed hundreds of soldiers, dusty and murderous intent.

"retreat!"

Meng You shouted and led dozens of men in black to run westward. From outsiders' eyes, these men in black escaped in panic and were in a panic. Someone had a headscarf and didn't bother to pick it up. They threw away the weapons in their hands. A group of people were busy like a stray dog.

Zhang Wei was even more excited. He saw clearly that the person in charge was Meng You. The bandits must be Yang Song's private soldiers disguised. He shouted: "Brothers, chase me!"

Hundreds of soldiers shouted in excitement, and followed Zhang Wei to chase the man in black.

To the west of the pier is a forest, stretching for more than ten miles and only two or three miles wide. After passing the woods, there are endless fertile fields. Dozens of men in black fleeing west along the edge of the woods. A hundred steps away, Zhang Wei led the pursuers to chase after him. When Zhang Wei and hundreds of soldiers bypassed the woods, they found that the men in black were gone.

Zhang Wei held the war horses and looked around strangely. The soldiers behind suddenly screamed in panic. When Zhang Wei turned around, he found that there were a black army behind them, with thousands of people, quickly surrounding them. He was shocked and turned his head, and saw an army that also broke out from the woods in front, surrounding them from the front, and the two armies quickly closed and surrounded them hundreds of them.

Zhang Wei felt something was wrong, and he was about to break through the siege. An arrow shot out, hitting his war horse's neck. The war horse screamed with a tragic sound, and his front hooves jumped high, overturning Zhang Wei to the ground.

At this time, a general came out of the woods, with a white horse and a silver spear, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, and looked at him coldly. Zhang Wei shouted in shock: "Who are you?"

The general sneered, "I am Zhao Yun!"

...........

Half an hour later, hundreds of Zhang Wei's soldiers came out from behind the woods, still brightly armored, escorting dozens of men in black, while Zhang Wei was lying on a stretcher, and six soldiers were carrying him back and forth. He was covered with a thick quilt. Under the quilt, Zhang Wei was tied up all over, and there was a thin soldier lying beside him, pressing his waist with a sharp dagger.

In front of the team were several of Zhang Wei's personal soldiers, including a Junhou. Everyone was escorting the man in black and walked quickly towards the west city gate. The west city gate was closed. Junhou was held hostage by two soldiers and went forward to call the door, "Open the door quickly in the city!"

A tooth general looked at it and asked strangely: "What's going on with the general?"

"The general is injured and falls into the water. Open the door quickly!"

At this time, Zhang Wei's lips moved, and the sharp dagger immediately pressed against his ribs. The sharp tip penetrated his clothes, making him feel a stinging pain. The soldier under the quilt threatened in a low voice: "If you dare to scream, you will pierce you with one knife!"

Zhang Wei bit his lip, and the city gate began to slowly open. The suspension bridge was lowered. The soldiers rushed into the city with the men in black. When they entered the urn, the inner city gate also opened. At this time, the general was a little surprised. The soldiers brought out by Zhang Wei were all his personal soldiers and confidants. Everyone was very familiar with them. Why did he not know any of these people when he came back?

He felt suspicious and ran to the city, blocking Zhang Wei's stretcher at the gate of the inner city. At this time, he saw clearly that except for the few personal soldiers in front, he did not recognize any of the others. Where did Ma Junhou, Yang Tunchang and others go? They clearly went out of the city with Zhang Wei.

He was even more suspicious and stepped forward to salute Zhang Wei, "Where is the general injured?"

Zhang Wei snorted twice and didn't say anything, but he gave Ya Zheng a wink. Seeing that Zhang Wei's expression was strange, he stared at the quilt. He felt that there was another person under the quilt. He laughed dryly and said, "Wei Zhi can treat diseases, so why not let the general take a look first!"

He suddenly grabbed the quilt and lifted it up. Zhang Wei shouted in horror, "They are Jingzhou Army..."

The shouts behind turned into long screams. The thin soldier pierced his body with a fierce knife, and then turned over and jumped off the stretcher. Several soldiers next to him saw that the disguise was discovered, and they drew their swords and slashed at the tooth general. The tooth general was cut twice on the back, staggered into the city, covered their shoulders and shouted: "They are the enemy!"

There was a chaos at the gate of the city. Hundreds of soldiers were divided into two groups, and more than a hundred people rushed towards the outer city. The remaining more than 300 people pulled out their battle knives and rushed towards the inner city. More than 200 defenders in the city also ran down and fought fiercely with Jingzhou. There were loud shouts of killing in the urn city.

Zhao Yun led more than 6,000 soldiers to stare at the west city gate in the woods. He suddenly heard the sound of killing from the city. He turned around and shouted loudly: "It's time to break the city. Brothers, kill me!"

He waved his silver spear and rushed out first, and six thousand soldiers behind him charged overwhelmingly.

The battle was fierce in the city. Not far from the city was a military camp. More than 2,000 soldiers rushed out of the military camp and rushed towards the west gate. The dense arrows were like locusts and rain, shooting into the city cave, and together with the last dozens of Hanzhong soldiers, they were shot to death.

The soldiers of Jingzhou Army had no shields, and hundreds of people were killed or injured. They crawled and piled up the bodies as flesh walls. Everyone hid behind the flesh walls and held the city gate tightly.

Only the city gate was creaking and squeaking. The soldiers on the city were desperately blocking the city, but the soldiers in the city cave stuck the city gate with their bodies. The two sides were stalemate.

The same is true for the outer city. The iron chains of the suspension bridge were cut down by the soldiers, and the wedges of the iron chains fell off from the wooden board of the suspension bridge, like two giant snakes dancing in the air. The city gate was blocked by the soldiers with wooden stakes and could not be closed.

The Jingzhou army outside the city was getting closer and closer. Zhao Yun took the lead. When he lifted the reins, the war horse jumped into the outer city like clouds and rainstorms. Arrows like heavy rain roared towards him from the top of the inner city. Zhao Yun waved his silver spear, like pear blossoms flying, and called the dense Nanzheng City, with arrows running towards the inner city without stopping.

He rushed into the inner city like lightning, shouting at the soldiers in the city cave, "Cald up the city with me!"

More than half of the soldiers in Jingzhou in the city cave had died and injured, and he could no longer support it, but Zhao Yun's courage infected every soldier, and his courage burned in their hearts. They roared, got up one after another, and followed Zhao Yun to kill the city.

Zhao Yun led more than a hundred soldiers into the group of archers. He started killing, like a tiger or a flock of sheep, killing Hanzhong soldiers crying and crying all over the sky. Wherever they pass, those who block others die, and those who block others die. The silver spear smashed the head, the brain cracked, the spear tip pierced the throat, and the corpse was flying high...

This battle made all the soldiers of the Hanzhong army frightened. Zhao Yun's reputation was like a god of killing reincarnation in Hanzhong. Those who heard it were disgusted. With 6,000 Jingzhou soldiers rushing into the inner city, Nanzheng City, which was claimed by Zhang Lu, was finally lost.

.........

At this time, Zhang Lu fully believed that Wu Yi was going to withdraw his troops south. He had made plans and prepared to send general Yang Ren to lead an army, walk a small path around Dingjun Mountain, and ambush the Yizhou army to ambush the retreating Yizhou army, thereby completely defeating Wu Yi's 20,000 troops and taking them into surrendered soldiers.

But at this moment, Zhang Wei was unknown to death. The news of the loss of Nanzheng City was transmitted to the Hanzhong Army camp by the Hanzhong soldiers on the periphery. This news shocked Zhang Lu to his mind, and he did not react for a cup of tea.

When he finally realized that the city had fallen, he fell into a terror that he had never experienced before. It was manifested that he was furious and shouting like thunder, drawing out his sword and slashing around, and he slashing the maps and documents in the tent and the table were chopped into powder by him.

Not only that, he rushed out of the camp and killed seven or eight personal soldiers in a row, as if he was crazy, until dozens of personal soldiers rushed forward, pressed him tightly, took off his sword, and tied it up with cow tendons. Until then, Zhang Lu was still screaming loudly, his voice became hoarse and foaming at his mouth.

A soldier had already rushed to report Yan Pu, and the news of Nan Zheng's fall also surprised Yan Pu, but he was not as irritated as Zhang Lu.

Without thinking about it, he hurriedly rushed to the central army's tent. At this time, the news of the fall of Nanzheng had quickly spread throughout the military camp. The soldiers in Hanzhong were in panic. Many soldiers' families were in Nanzheng City. Moreover, Zhao Yun led his army to conquer Nanzheng City, which made many soldiers feel extremely desperate.

Yan Pu saw soldiers with panic all the way, which made his heart even heavier. He had realized that they were blinded by Wu Yi's illusion. Yizhou had been occupied by Liu Jing, and Wu Yi also surrendered to the Jingzhou army, so Zhao Yun and he came with him.

Wu Yi used the illusion of withdrawing troops to restrain the main force of the Hanzhong army in Dingjun Mountain and created an opportunity for Zhao Yun to attack Nanzheng. This was a very clever strategy. There were indeed many capable people in the Jingzhou army. Yan Pu sighed, and he didn't know what to do?

When he arrived at the Central Army camp, Zhang Lu's personal soldiers came up and told him about Zhang Lu's crazy things. Yan Pu nodded, "I understand, you let me see the general."

The personal soldiers surrounded Yan Pu and walked into the tent. At this time, Zhang Lu sat beside the tent, leaning against a box that had been chopped to pieces. He had calmed down, his eyes full of despair, like a wild beast falling into a hunter's trap. Yan Pu sighed and stepped forward and said softly: "General, the situation has not yet reached the time of despair, we still have a chance."

"Chance?"

Zhang Lu smiled bitterly and said to himself in a hoarse voice, "I can't see the opportunity or the light. There is only a darkness in front of me, endless darkness, there is no road, only a grave."

"General, we still have 45,000 troops in our hands, and our troops have not been lost. However, Nanzheng City has been lost and we can still regain it. The opponent's troops are not as strong as us, so we really have a chance."

Zhang Lu suddenly broke free from the cow tendon with both hands and grabbed Yan Pu, as if the drowning man grabbed a life-saving wood. He stared at Yan Pu and said, "We still have a chance?"

Yan Pu nodded, "There is still a chance!"

"Then what should I do? Sir, teach me!" Zhang Lu's mind gradually recovered.

Yan Pu pondered for a moment: "To prevent the morale of the army from collapse, we must return to Nanzheng immediately, take advantage of the soldiers' eagerness to save their families, and attack Nanzheng City fiercely. Success or failure will be achieved in one fell swoop."

"What if we can't conquer Nan Zheng?" Zhang Lu's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and he stared at him and asked.

Yan Pu bit his lip, "Then retreat to Weixing County and ask Prime Minister Cao for help!"
Chapter completed!