Linxiang, on the top of the city.

At this time, Zhang Xianjun came over like a tide.

"General, is that Zhang Xian so stupid? He actually attacked the city like this?" The general was stunned and frowned.

Wen Pin frowned, just trying to rush to the city with his body! It was really whimsical, but he also knew that few people could hold on to their feet when their hometown was stolen.

Zhang Xian has only two roads at the moment. One is to retreat, but the three armies will inevitably be defeated, just like Liu Bei lost to Xuzhou. The second is to fight to the death and die before they can survive.

Of course, in his opinion, Zhang Xian is just like a moth flying into a fire and destroying himself.

Raising his hand, Wen Pin said coldly: "Arrow ready,"

After the words fell, more than a thousand crossbowmen were waiting quietly, and the tense string sounded creaked. When the enemy arrived, only arrows shot out, harvesting the lives of countless enemy soldiers.

"Kill, archers cover, infantry knocked open the city gate for me." Zhang Xian shouted angrily and raised his sword to command. He divided the three armies into many parts and attacked one by one.

However, the attack lasted only two hours.

At this time, thousands of corpses were hidden under the city, and the blood stained the land red. Such an attack made them lose their fighting spirit and even began to fear and could not move forward.

"Kill, rush up!" Zhang Xian roared like crazy behind the formation, and even killed several people in a row, but he still couldn't resist the momentum of cowardly retreating.

"Lord, withdraw your troops. If you continue to attack like this, even if all the three armies are broken here, it will be difficult to destroy Linxiang City!" the scholar shouted in pain.

Zhang Xian was angrily, his body trembling. He looked at the top of the city and held his five fingers angrily. Thousands of soldiers and horses were killed in battle under his command, but Wen Pin was still commanding with ease on the top of the city.

"He, where did he get so many soldiers?"

Zhang Xian roared. He thought that Zhang Xiu was the main attack on Xiangyang, and Wen Pin only had a few thousand soldiers and horses, but after attacking for so long, the other party was still calm, and it was definitely not something that thousands of people could do.

"Lord, it's not advisable to attack quickly at the moment. It's better to withdraw troops first, set up camps, and arrange soldiers to build a siege ladder overnight. It's not too late to attack tomorrow."

The scribe quickly clasped his fists and said.

Zhang Xian's eyes were red, he stared at the city wall for a long time, then turned his head and said, "How many days will the three armies eat enough food and grass?"

"It can still be supported for seven days."

"Send an order to withdraw the troops." Zhang Xian shouted reluctantly. He had to bow to this reality. It was really ineffective to continue so recklessly.

"No!" The general was overjoyed, slapped his horse and ordered the three armies.

Linxiang, on the top of the city.

Zhang Xian's armor retreated like a tide, looking very panicked, and looked faintly dismissed.

Wen Pin glanced at him, couldn't help but sneer, turned around and shouted, "It's time for success. The enemy's army is defeated. Do you dare to follow me to fight out of the city."

"A real man stands in the world and should hold a sword to achieve unparalleled achievements. Why do you fear?" Before the Wenpin general answered, a powerful voice came out.

Wen Pin and the generals looked at him and saw that the man who was eight feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, showing his might.

"Well said," Wen Pin laughed heartily and raised his eyebrows, "Who are you?"

Wei Yan clasped his fists and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Originally, under Zhang Xian, the centurion Wei Yan and Wei Wenchang, who met the general, was willing to take the sword for the general and fight the thieves' army to die."

"Okay, I have some courage." Wen Pin liked it quite a bit and immediately said, "Yang Fan, stay in Linxiang. Li Jiang, go and order three thousand soldiers and follow me out of the city."

"No!" The second general held his fists and responded.

"Wei Yan, please leave the city with me!"

"General Thank you for your appreciation!" Wei Yan responded with his fists.

But in a moment, the city gate opened wide, and dozens of horsemen including Wen Pin lived in front of him, and thousands of soldiers behind him shouted out, with a rainbow of momentum.

"kill!!!"

The fighting sounded everywhere, and Zhang Xianjun was immediately scared from afar.

"Look, lord, the thief general led the army out." One side general pointed at the rear and shouted anxiously.

"Hmph, where is Li Nan, I will keep him and lead the army to cut off the rear, where are others?" Zhang Xian glared. Since ancient times, the most taboo thing is to retreat and be blocked and killed. After all, it is difficult to organize an attack once the army retreats.

"Lord, Li Nan had already run away when he saw the enemy rushing out of the city."

"This waste," Zhang Xian shouted violently, then turned his head to look at Wen Pin, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and raised his knife and shouted: "The three armies obey the orders, follow me to rush back and kill the enemy general."

The effect is minimal when the words are spoken.

"When you kill, you will kill me!"

"Lord, the defeat has been decided this time. It is better to send someone to lead the army to bury the dense forest in front of you so that you can stop the enemy's pursuit." The scribe said anxiously.

Zhang Xian turned around and looked at the aggressive thief army, gritted his teeth, and shouted angrily: "Zhang Shu, you immediately rushed forward to reorganize the army, lead the archers to bury them and the dense forest, and pursue the soldiers to shoot me in a random arrow!"

"No!" The general took the order and left.

He chased and fled, and Wenpin led his troops to cover up and kill for more than ten miles, and won about 2,000, which can be said to be a river of blood.

At this moment, looking at the dense forest in front of you, Wen Pin couldn't help but frown slightly.

Wei Yan looked at him and went up to him and said in a deep voice: "General, this is a camphor forest, which stretches for dozens of miles. If the color is getting late today, it is not advisable to chase him deeply, otherwise he may be ambushed."

Wen Pin looked at Wei Yan with appreciation, and then said, "Wen Chang's words are reasonable, and he will send an order to return to the army. Scouts will also send a scout to detect the enemy camp."

"No!" The general took the order and left.

"General, Zhanglin is dozens of miles deep. Now that Zhang Xian has suffered another defeat, it is difficult to become a climate. I am afraid that his three armies will collapse after this Zhanglin."

"The general can tell you how to tell the enemy soldiers, but he will not blame him for the past. In this way, the enemy will collapse and fight for the first to surrender. It is estimated that within ten days, Zhang Xian will be defeated without a fight."

Wei Yan clasped his fists and said firmly.

Wen Pin raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but look at Wei Yan's eyes more, and then said, "Wen long, I didn't expect that you are not only skilled in martial arts, but also proficient in the art of using troops."

"In this way, you should follow my commander and meet your lord in the future. I will recommend you to your lord. I hope you will be able to use your writing to increase your lord's ability, and your lord will not treat you badly."

"I thank the general," Wei Yan looked happy. He had been joining the army for more than a year. Zhang Xian just appointed him as the centurion and did not take him to the war, which made him very angry.

"Okay, go back!"

Wen Pin patted Wei Yan on the shoulder. This man had good martial arts and courage, and he may not be inferior to him in the future.

Meanwhile, in the dense forest.

Zhang Xianzi looked embarrassed and looked back. Seeing that Wen Pin was not chasing him, he couldn't help but grab the water bag and pour two mouthfuls of cold water. At the same time, he was panting.

The soul was possessed, and he opened his eyes and looked around. Seeing that there were only a few generals around him, he couldn't help but be angry, "Where are the others? Can they all die?"

The few remaining people bowed their heads and said nothing, they knew it.

Zhang Xian was furious and threw the water bag in his hand aside, saying coldly: "Military advisor, how many people are left in the three armies? How much food and grass are there?"

"Hey~," the scribe shook his head and sighed. It was too late, everything was too late.

"Lord, now the three armies are less than 10,000. The food and grass are lost in the pursuit just now. The three armies may be out of food tomorrow. Lord, surrender!"

After listening, Zhang Xian took two steps back.

It was gone, nothing was gone, all his soldiers and soldiers ran away, and the military rations were exhausted, and they were powerless to turn things around.

"No, I am not defeated. I have a friendship with the prefect of Wuling and even my friends. I will go west and surrender to him. It will definitely help me make a comeback." Zhang Xian said anxiously in a sudden.

But no one would believe his words.

Wuling is surrounded by remote areas, mostly mountains. Not to mention making a comeback, I am afraid that it will be pacified by Zhang Xiu in the future.

At this time, Zhang Xian was beside him, and the two generals looked at each other and focused their attention.

Just when Zhang Xian was still trying to speak, he felt a stinging pain in his spine, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

He slowly lowered his head, and a bloody sword came out from his chest, and blood poured out like money.

"You, you,"

Zhang Xian turned his head slowly, his pupils widened, but he gradually became unconscious.

"Lord, you forced us to do this. If you don't want to live, don't let us die together." Behind Zhang Xian, Yibi looked at him in a dim manner.

After saying that, he tried hard to draw the sword, Zhang Xian fell to the ground, twitched for a few seconds and then stopped moving.
Chapter completed!