"Gee!"

Although Yangping Pass is not full of life like those cities in Nanzheng, it also raises many roosters that are celebrating the dawn. The rooster crows three times, and the red sun is about to emerge from the other end of Tiandang Mountain, revealing its sharpness between the heaven and earth.

Yang Ang and Yan Pu stood at the gate surrounded by soldiers and looked into the distance. Wherever they looked, they were either the surging river water or the towering green mountains, or the thousands of white tents entrenched in the green mountains.

Even though they were prepared in their hearts, they were still filled with shock when they watched the white clouds scattered among the green mountains and green waters decorating Yangping Pass.

Think about it, ten years ago, Wang Li was still a thief Cao in Wei County, and they had become the cavalry generals and counselors under the command of Sima Zhang Lu, the governor at that time, galloped among the green mountains and clear waters of the land of Bashu. But what about now?

Zhang Lu transformed into the prefect of Hanzhong, and they were still under Zhang Lu's rule, but the man under the custody had grown into a towering tree in the court.

The man stepped on the shadow to control the world of Zhongxing and made a huge fortune in the world in a few years. Yuan Shao was invincible, Yuan Shu was invincible, Cao Cao was invincible, Liu Bei and Sun Jian were invincible, and as for their lord, they dared not fight.

"Mo Jiang was lucky, thinking that the so-called 250,000 army was just Wang Li's decorative presence. Now it seems that he knows that Mo Jiang has some frogs in the well. Some people don't brag, and he is also very awesome!" Looking at the tents that were rising one after another in the morning breeze like rolling rivers, Yang Ang shivered for no reason.

Yan Pu nodded: "The lion fights the rabbit without leaving any strength. General Yang, never underestimates any enemy, especially Wang Li, who has gathered countless famous generals like Yan Zhong, Xun Yu, Jia Xu, Zhao Yun, Taishi Ci with his own charm, but have no bad reputation!"

Those who look down on him have become tomorrow's yellow flowers, drowned in the rolling historical trend. What kind of person am I on the door plaque? How dare I look down on him at all?

Yang Ang felt a bitter taste in his mouth, and remembered Yan Pu's words once said by a manly man and a real man, and his heart was slightly shaking, his eyes fell on the crossbows, rocks and rolling trees on the walls. The emotion called "confidence" also returned to his heart.

"The military advisor is right. The lion fights the rabbit without leaving any strength. Even if he, Wang Li, has won many battles, he will not be able to walk past my Yangping Pass. In today's battle, Yang will knock off his mouthful teeth even if he dies!"

"Don't worry, Wang Li came from afar, and the food supply was still in Baoxie Valley. He had no way out. Otherwise, wouldn't his 200,000 army become a joke in the world? General Yang, as long as we fight to the death in blood, he will fall into our plan!" Yan Pu nodded in praise, waved his big hand suddenly, and Chen in front of him suddenly stopped, as if he was cut off in half.

“Buzz!”

While speaking, a powerful trumpet sounded between the sky and the earth. The white clouds that were still falling in the mountains suddenly disappeared. Rows of Pixiu people emerged from the depths of the white clouds and quickly gathered on the flat dam two or three miles away.

It was a huge team, just like the layers of dark clouds condensed in the sky before the heavy rain, majestic, cold and cold, which was daunting.

With a command, 250,000 elite soldiers quickly turned into several long dragons and headed straight for the gate.

The sword in his waist had already been unsheathed, and the spear in his hand pierced straight into the sky. Rows of long swords were walking on the ground, and rows of spears were carried on his shoulders. The swords like forests were shining with a burning cold light, and the spears like lightning were seeping murderous intent.

Although the 250,000 troops have been divided into four rows, among all the teams, a group of iron cavalry, archers, swords and shield soldiers and spearmen are still following closely, with tens of thousands of siege troops mixed in the middle. Under the scolding of the marching generals, the entire team was uniform and murderous.

The war horse neighs long and the golden sword hits.

In just a moment, four long dragons had arrived at the gate. Yangping Pass was instantly filled with Xiao Su, who was breathless, covering everyone's heads like the dark clouds followed by Sangsang in "The Night of the Night". The tens of thousands of soldiers on Yangping Pass seemed to be unable to breathe. The pass that was still crowded the moment before turned into a dead city in an instant.

There was no trace of breath in the world. The soldiers who closed the door held their breath and stared at the door tightly, not daring to breathe loudly, for fear that they would tear the solidification of the war when it came.

"The knife is unsheathed, the arrow is in the string, all the soldiers are ready!" Yang Ang took the lead in breaking the silence that filled the air. The long sword in his waist was unsheathed and stomped the arrow and then raised it high above his head. A cold breath flashed in his eyes, "Listen to my order, and wait for the enemy to enter the land of one arrow, and immediately launch thousands of arrows at once!"

"promise!"

The scabbards were pestled on the ground, and tens of thousands of soldiers roared in unison, drew out their swords, slapped the strings, and pointed the blades and arrows under the city.

"It's interesting. It seems that Yang Ang is planning to let these tens of thousands of soldiers die with him. Sir, you all guessed wrong this time!" Wang Li immediately joined the army, looked at the top of the city, turned to think of Guo Jia, Sima Yi and others, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sima Yi and Pang Tong had not answered yet, Guo Jia's face also looked gloomy, but Taishi Ci smiled: "It's really interesting. The spear of the last general has not been drinking blood for some days. It seems that today is destined to give it a full meal!"

"Taishi Ziyi, are you shameless? When you followed your lord from Jingzhou to Liaodong, your horse jumped thousands of miles, and fought against Linyu Pass in blood, and fought against the grassland wolf. How dare you say that your spear was not full?"

Taishici raised his eyebrows proudly, but he angered Jin Ma Chao on the side.

Ma Chao glared at him fiercely and snorted: "When in Baoxie Valley, Ma said that this war must be a pioneer general. You can't fight with me, otherwise, Ma wouldn't mind fighting with you in the city first!"

The most feared that the generals under the tent did not dare to compete for the first place, but Wang Li was the opposite. What he was afraid of was not that no one was competing for the first place, but that he did not know who should compete for the first place.

He is now a famous general in the world. His civil officials have produced many military generals, but every time he fights, he will have a headache. After all, which one of Zhao Yun, Ma Chao, Huang Zhong, Taishi Ci, Zhang Liao and Xu Huang are not the courage to beat?

"Okay, I am the general's overall situation. I'm afraid of you, okay?"

Taishi Ci looked at the lord with a headache, and generously patted Ma Chao's shoulder and gave it to the side, causing Ma Chao to feel unhappy. The tiger-headed golden spear suddenly lifted, and his legs were pinched hard on the horse's abdomen, and rushed out of the formation like lightning, standing proudly under Yangping Pass.

"I heard it, the boys in the city are really. This general is the general under the tent of Jin Ma Chao in Xiliang. Today, he is ordered to fight the thieves and pass by Yangping. I am sorry that you are not easy to survive. I will give you a chance to surrender quickly. Otherwise, it will anger your grandfather Ma, no matter what sheep, Niu Ang, Pig Ang, or Sheep Ren, Dog Ren, and Chicken Ren, all of them will be killed for the New Year!"

"Ma Mengqi, I'll fuck you!" It seems that Ma Chao is really idle in Xiliang over the years. The bird is almost growing hair. With one sentence, Yang Ren, the deputy general of Yangping Pass, lost his calmness and pointed at Ma Chao and cursed.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp arrow rushed straight to Ma Chao's face like lightning.
Chapter completed!