Think about it, be careful about it!

Yang Zheng finally knew that Xia Houxuan was reminding him to be careful.

Fortunately, there were nine campsites, otherwise Yang Zheng would not have known how he died.

The most dangerous thing is often not the battlefield, but the hearts and minds inside.

"I will take thirty people with me, and I will sacrifice Zhou Yu's head!" Meng Guan was filled with indignation and rage.

Deng Ai's army has not yet laid siege to the city and has the opportunity to withdraw.

Yang Zheng rubbed his forehead, thinking and being cautious. Although the situation was dangerous, it was not irreversible.

Zhou Yu is of course the key, but the more important thing is to break Qiang, himself!

No matter how many tricks Sima Shi plays, he will ultimately win on the battlefield.

And Zhou Yu may not have betrayed him.

"Zhou Yu and I have known each other for several years and have not left each other in many difficult and dangerous times. There is no need to betray me now!" Yang Zheng said half of it, and the other half was that even if he betrayed, what he could do was actually very limited.

There was Yin Chun in Dayu Valley, and there were tens of thousands of slaves.

There is Luzhi in the west, and there are three thousand Reebok camps in the city, as well as a large number of young people.

Zhou Yu only has more than 4,000 Qiang and Hu, so he may not necessarily be of the same mind as him.

As long as you live and don't fall down, this drama will continue to sing!

Although Yang Zheng is not an outstanding figure of this era, he has encountered many setbacks in his past life and this life, which makes him extremely tough.

Everything that can't kill me will make me stronger!

This crisis can actually be seen as an internal tempering!

Either be reduced to ashes in the flames of this era, or be reborn from the ashes and spread your wings among the blue clouds!

This is a road of no return, the risks are certain, and there will be more in the future.

"There is no need to panic. The top priority is to clean up and destroy the Qiang city. Don't make small efforts to match the inside and the outside! Deng Ai has always been arrogant, so I will destroy his arrogance!" Yang Zheng quickly calmed down.

Isn't it just risking your life? Are you afraid of wearing shoes if you are barefoot?

To be grassy, ​​you must have a grassy temperament.

Meng Guan also calmed down, his eyes filled with reverence, "Wei!"

Yang Zheng put on the cold-forged armor, raised the Huanshou Sword, and summoned Liu Heng, Gong Feizhi, Luo Huzi and other personal guards, "The days of idleness are over, now it's time to tighten your muscles."

Liu Heng carried the mace with an excited look on his face, "If you ask me, the general is too stable. Now let's go all out, pull up 100,000 horses, kill Luoyang, and take the lives of the Sima family and his son!"

"Arrogant!" Yang Zheng scolded lightly.

Although it was wild talk, it aroused everyone's confidence.

Outside the city, the mighty Wei army surged in like a tide and surrounded the southeast sides.

War drums and horns sounded one after another.

The cavalry brought up huge clouds of smoke and galloped on the left and right wings.

Spear after spear pushed forward like a forest.

The armor and stomach of the front row infantrymen shone in the sunlight.

In the middle of the iron armor, two large banners were raised arrogantly, fluttering in the wind. One of them read "Deng, the governor of Yongzhou in Wei", and the other "Deng, the general in charge of the invaders of Wei".

After the banner, there are five large flags with the word "Deng" on them.

His arrogance and grandeur surpassed that of Guo Huai, the governor of Yongliang.

Under the banner, more than a dozen fierce Kansai generals were riding on their horses.

Five miles away from the city, the sound of drums and shouts came overwhelming.

The entire Poqiang City was drowned in their noise.

Fighting is all about momentum.

Deng Ai came with the righteousness of the imperial court and his military power was so impressive that the defenders on the city wall suddenly became frightened.

It's a mess, bumping into each other.

In the past, when dealing with Qiang Hu, just hold your nose and charge in one direction.

If the Qiang and Hu can maintain a stable formation, they will be considered a strong army.

The army under the city is truly a strong army in terms of morale and experience.

Yang Zheng led his guards up the city wall. The soldiers were panicking, but when they saw Yang Zheng, they instantly became quiet. Countless pairs of eyes looked at him. Yang Zheng strode forward, his armor clanking.

Liu Heng on the left, Gong Feizhi on the right, and Luo Huzi are all burly men, each carrying a murderous aura.

This momentum gradually infected every soldier.

Liu Heng smashed the pheasant dish with hammers in one hand, causing rocks to fly, and a trace of blood red on his neck and face. His face was as ferocious as a beast roaring: "Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

Suddenly the sound of drums sounded from the tower, one after another, neat, majestic and firm.

It seemed to shake people's hearts.

It instantly overwhelmed the chaotic drums and roars outside the city.

There is no more chaos on the city walls.

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!" the guards shouted.

The fear on the faces of the soldiers finally faded away, and the young and resolute faces of the soldiers turned red. The Han people, the Qiang people, the Hu people, and the Chi people all shouted together at the top of their lungs.

Wherever Yang Zheng went, there were earth-shattering roars.

From the east city to the north city, south city, and west city.

Even the people in the city also shouted.

The sagging morale rose again.

However, Deng Ai's army outside the city was extremely arrogant. Several hundred Qiang cavalry rushed to the moat, letting out bursts of ridicule and laughter. As soon as they took aim with their bows, arrows and stones, the Qing cavalry roared away.

More than a hundred wooden curtains, chrysanthemums, and nest carts were pushed up.

The chariot took a peek, and more than a thousand people got out of the churro carrying sacks. The unscrupulous soldiers pushed the churro into the moat, threw the sacks in one after another, and then dug and filled it frantically.

Thousands of crossbows were fired on the city wall, but most of them were covered by wooden curtains, causing very few casualties.

In about half an hour, the moat under the East City has been filled in.

Deng Ai's approach was extremely ferocious. He was like a mad dog and did not waste a moment. He pushed hundreds of catapults and crossbows forward.

Several rows of soldiers arranged antlers in front of the catapult.

Cannon stones and crossbow arrows hit the city wall, and most of the city towers collapsed.

The houses in the city were also affected by the damage, and they let out waves of exclamations of surprise.

However, the casualties caused were limited, and the long-range attack methods in this era were not strong.

Yang Zheng didn't even have the interest to fight back.

But this is just an appetizer.

With Deng Ai's momentum like a mad dog, of course he would not give up.

After another half hour, the catapults and ballistae all stopped. After the long-distance attack, the infantry pushed six or seven cloud chariots forward.

"That's crazy!" Liu Heng punched the pheasant plate, gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Zheng expectantly.

Although he didn't speak, Yang Zheng knew what he wanted to say, "Deng Ai is so arrogant and arrogant. We must destroy his arrogance and order Meng Fei to lead a thousand cavalry out of the south city and attack the east city to catch them off guard."

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"Wei!" The soldier took the order and left.

Liu Heng's eyes widened, "The general is not kind."

Yang Zheng laughed loudly, "Why are you panicking?"

The most taboo thing about defending a city is to defend it to death.

So what if the opponent is Deng Aina?

As a soldier, why should I not dare to draw my sword?

The Menghui army has a thousand cavalry, each with two horses, and they are all equipped with the best equipment, such as hand crossbows, long spears, ring-headed swords, and cold-forged armor. Four hundred of them are still armored cavalry.

Not only are the equipment carefully crafted, but the men are also the most majestic and brave men.

The equipment of these one thousand people is enough to equip three to four thousand slaves.

In Dongcheng, Deng Aijun's cloud chariot shield is getting closer and closer.

Two hundred steps, one hundred steps, ninety steps, eighty steps...

"Let go!" Yang Zheng yelled.

The crossbows and catapults on the city wall were all activated.

The crossbow arrows were like short spears, and the cannon stones were like meteors. Their sharp whistling sound streaked across the early spring sky and fell into the enemy's formation.

Shields, sawdust, and flesh and blood all flew away.

Screams came and went.

"Put it back!"

The crossbow arrows and cannon stones seemed to hit the opposite side with Yang Zheng's anger.

Some soldiers who were frightened by the cruel battlefield dropped their weapons and ran away, but in the blink of an eye they were shot into hedgehogs.

After Deng Ai's army formed an infantry formation, the supervising team faced forward with their sharp swords and crossbows in hand.
Chapter completed!