This life is so wonderful. When Yang Song led his team to leave Nanzheng and decided to surrender to Liu Bei, he had already made up his mind that he would never come back unless Nanzheng was broken by Liu Bei. Even if Yangping Pass was not captured, he would not come back. But now, looking at the towering city gate, he was like a wild beast. As the city gate slowly opened, in Yang Song's view, it was this giant beast that opened his bloody mouth to him.

"You dare to come back?" Zhang Wei was responsible for greeting Liu Bei's envoy. When he saw Yang Song, there seemed to be a fire in Zhang Wei's eyes, as if he was about to say that Yang Song would burn it to ashes.

"I haven't seen each other for many days, the general has become much haggard." Yang Song twitched his lips and nodded slightly at Zhang Wei.

"Let's go!" Zhang Wei glanced at him coldly, turned around and walked back, and the voice floated over: "Don't I take the road, right?"

"No need!" Yang Song suddenly felt his legs weak, and he regretted agreeing to Pang Tong's request.

According to Pang Tong, the general idea is that Zhang Lu is now in poverty and lonely, trapped in the lonely city. Unless he wants to take Nan Zheng Wenwu to die with him, he has no way out except surrender. The chances of success of this trip are very likely to convince Zhang Lu to surrender. This contribution is enough to allow Yang Song to take up the state and fight.

But at the moment when he stepped into the city gate, Yang Song suddenly remembered that Zhang Lu might really surrender, but Pang Tong didn't seem to say whether Zhang Lu would kill him. Generally speaking, the two armies would not kill him when they fought, but this rule did not necessarily apply. Throughout history, there have been many people who were cut down.

With Yang Song’s understanding of Zhang Lu… his own result may not be very good.

Turning around, he wanted to walk outside the city, but he saw that the soldiers guarding the city had closed the city gate.

Yang Song saw sweat on his forehead, and smiled on his face and looked at the general who was in charge of guarding the city gate and said, "There is still something outside the city. Please open the city gate first and I will go out of the city to get it."

"The city gate must not be opened without the general's order!" The general guarding the gate glanced coldly at Yang Song and said coldly.

Yang Song did not give up, and stepped forward and smiled and stuffed his purse into the goalkeeper's sleeve quietly: "General, please feel free, and then go back."

The guard touched his purse, looked at Yang Song, nodded, and before Yang Song was happy, he said to the team of soldiers coming towards him: "We're going to rest and guard the city gate well."

However, it was time to change defense. The visiting person nodded at him, and then quickly commanded his subordinates to take over the position.

As for the general who collected the money, he took his few of his younger brothers to the city, and did not even look at Yang Song again.

Yang Song looked at the direction of the other party leaving, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Turning his head, looking at the new general, touching his body, Yang Song found bitterly that he had nothing to bribe.

"Mr. Bo Nian, Shi Jun is waiting in the prefect's mansion. Please go quickly." A lieutenant came over and said to Yang.

Yang Song nodded bitterly. At this point, there seemed to be no other way except to meet Zhang Lu. He could only walk towards the prefect's mansion step by step with heavy steps.

It only takes half a quarter of an hour to get there on weekdays, but it takes an hour to arrive. When Yang Song entered the prefect's mansion, he felt that he was entering the execution ground.

"How dare you come here with a thief who is the one who is on your back?" Yang Ren stood up suddenly when he saw Yang Song, shouted loudly, pressed the sword with one hand, and the fierce light was revealed in his eyes.

Yang Song took a deep breath, but his expression gradually relaxed. Looking at Yang Ren, he didn't say much, but just smiled and nodded, raised his head and chest, and walked into the main hall with great strides.

Yang Ren frowned. He could clearly feel that at that moment, Yang Song's temperament seemed to have changed.

When the fearful mood rises to the extreme, some people will collapse, but there are also some people, when the fearful mood breaks through the critical point, their mentality will be sublimated. Simply put, it is the mentality of taking life and death indifferently and doing it if they don’t accept it. Anyway, the left and right are dead, so why bother to say too much?

Of course, Yang Song never thought that if he really wanted to take action, it would not mean that he would go to seek death. However, his expression was much calmer than before. He stepped into the hall and bowed to Zhang Lu and said, "Song has seen Shi Jun!"

Zhang Lu looked at Yang Song with a little murderous intent and sneered faintly: "How is Mr. Yang going to persuade me to surrender this time?"

Yang Song shook his head and said, "Although Song rebelled for some reason, he never forgot that Matsumoto was a disciple of the teacher. He rebelled at the time just because his brother was killed, so he had to do it."

"What a last resort!" Yan Pu looked at Yang Song and sneered: "Do you know that because of your last resort, the situation in Hanzhong will reverse, and our army will be trapped in the lonely city!"

"Brother Yan really thinks that if there is no self-rebellion, there will be no today's momentum?" Yang Song shook his head and sighed, "Do you know what my Lord Xuande is doing in these days?"

Before Yan Pu answered, Yang Song said loudly: "The road to repair Jiameng Pass is restored. My lord has a strange man under his command. The 300-mile plank road at Jiameng Pass has been repaired in just one month. Now the food and grass transported from Jiameng Pass to this place can be reached in just five days."

"This is impossible!" Everyone changed their expressions and said sternly.

"Yes and no, Song said nothing. If you have the chance, you can go and see it." Yang Song sighed: "And now there are 100,000 horse and infantry troops under Duke Xuande, but they have been slow to surround and not attack, because our Lord does not want to let the Hanchuan people suffer from the flames of war."

"Hundreds of thousands?" Zhang Wei sneered, "Where did he get so many troops?"

"My lord entered Hanchuan and brought 30,000 troops. Liu Zhang, the lord of the Later Shu, sent 30,000 troops. In addition, the defenders and garrisons of various counties have now all sent to my lord. Shijun should know more than Song about how many soldiers and horses we have in Hanzhong. In this way, although it is less than 100,000, it is not far from the same. Moreover, Liu Zhang, the lord of Shu, is still supporting him. I am afraid that for a few months, a hundred thousand troops will not be empty talk." Yang Song looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "The Chenggu city is strong, and it was broken in just three days. The advantage of my lord's troops is far beyond your imagination. He was not at Xiaxian Pass. Shijun and you all think that Yangping Pass might be defended in Nanzheng?"

"Song did have a good deed, and he didn't expect Shi Jun and you to understand. However, our master is now ready for the soldiers, horses, food and grass. If Song hadn't begged, I'm afraid that the one who came today would not be my Yang Song, but my master's army of 100,000!" Yang Song looked at everyone and said with a sigh: "Shi Jun, my master is ready for several months. Now the troops, horses, food and grass are enough. Once the war begins, the sky will collapse and the earth will break. My master is kind and will not do the city massacre. However, when the war is in full swing, the corpses are piled up in the city, but Shi Jun wants it?"
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