Just a little bit, Yang Zheng's heart slowly sank to the bottom.

However, at this moment, a scolding sound came from the North City Tower, "You all have been favored by me, the Xiahou clan. If foreign enemies come in, you will hang your hands and wait to be killed. You are in vain for being a man!"

Among the noise in the city, this voice seemed particularly harsh.

There was a moment of peace on the tower.

Then Yang Ji's rebuke came: "General Wei has always treated you well. If you stand by and watch today, you will be unfaithful and unjust. How can you show your face to the world!"

Yang Zheng at the foot of the city felt ashamed. It turned out that he had been wrongly blamed.

Even among the gentry, not all of them are frivolous people, there are also loyal people.

"Governor Guo has an order: Those who bring order to the chaos will be promoted to a higher position!" It was actually He Hui's voice.

This man who had followed Xiahou Ba for more than twenty years actually defected to Guo Huai.

Yang Zheng had doubted everyone, but not him.

I have had contact with him before, he talks little and is low-key.

Before Yang Zheng joined Xiahou Ba, He Hui and Li Mi were Xiahou Ba's right-hand men.

After Li Mi died, he kept a distance from himself.

People's hearts are always separated by their bellies, and he is the only one who knows the details of Xiahou Ba and has access to confidential things.

Water flows to lower places, and people move to higher places.

Now Cao Shuang is overthrown, Xiahou's sheep enter the tiger's mouth, and the trees fall and the hozens scatter.

The sound of swords clashing immediately sounded from the tower.

At this time, Yang Zheng no longer cared about what was happening on the tower, and rushed into the soldiers with Liu Heng.

In narrow alleys where soldiers meet in close quarters, people are killed like grass without hearing a sound.

The moment the two sides came into contact, white blades were seen flying, and dozens of people fell immediately.

The enemy has a shield, but Yang Zheng only has a Huanshou sword.

But Liu Heng's mace came in handy in this narrow city gate.

Coupled with his divine power, every time the stick was swept out, the Yongliang army was knocked away like falling leaves.

However, the enemy was outnumbered, and hundreds of them swarmed into the city gate, advancing forward with flesh and blood.

The few people at the front were almost smashed into bloody mud, and their bright red skeletons were still pushed forward by the people behind them.

Even if Liu Heng is resurrected as the Overlord, he cannot stop this advancement.

The surrounding soldiers continued to fall, including Yang Zheng's personal soldiers, but more of them were Xiahou Ba's personal soldiers.

Then he was trampled into a pulp by the Yongliang army.

Yang Zheng retreated step by step.

Bang-dang, bang-dang...

Several of Xiahou Ba's soldiers threw down their weapons and fled towards the city.

At this time, there were less than forty people around Yang Zheng.

The footsteps of the soldiers of the Yongliang Army trampled on the bluestone, which was particularly ferocious.

Everyone else can retreat, but Yang Zheng has no way to retreat.

I can run in the first grade of junior high school, but I can't run in the fifteenth grade.

With Guo Huai's concern for him, even if he retreated into Qiang Di or the Western Sea, he would still be hunted down.

It is not impossible to rely on Qiang and Hu to rise, but it will take time to settle.

But now, it’s just a piece of loose sand that has been put together!

There is no strength to challenge Yongliang.

Not to mention challenging Cao Wei.

Reality was like a knife cutting through Yang Zheng's heart.

"Fight to the death!" Yang Zheng spat out two words coldly.

"Fight to the death!" The soldier beside him clenched his sword.
Chapter completed!