In the early winter of the second year of Yanping.

Linglie's cold wind was blocked by Qinling Mountains and Bashan, and was interrupted twice in a row. Even the strongest cold wind was already weak when it arrived in Sichuan and Shu, and it was soft and blew across the treetops, bringing waves of pine waves.

The weather was very gloomy, but there was no rain.

"Only a thousand people? Well..." Yan Yan squatted on a big rock, like a ferocious beast checking his own territory, "Let these people go over! Bypass the main path, hide them all!"

The land of Sichuan and Sichuan is full of mountains, and the army goes up and down between valleys and ridges. The best road is naturally a relatively spacious official road, but there are also some small paths hidden under the shrubs and grasses in the surrounding mountains. They are not close to you and cannot be seen at all.

Yan Yan and his soldiers collided with Ma Heng's soldiers head-on, but the Sichuan-Shu scout who was more familiar with the terrain discovered Ma Heng's troops in advance. In comparison, the Ma Heng scout who was not used to the Sichuan-Shu area was obviously smaller in the scope of investigation, and Yan Yan and others could not find hidden Yan Yan. Looking at Ma Heng and his party disappeared at the corner of the mountain road, Yan Yan laughed twice and greeted, "Be careful when you do it, leave! Ge wants to invite the Turtle Grandson to have a good pot!"

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The city walls of Hanchang are not high and are somewhat old. This was built during the reign of Emperor Zhang of Han. The city walls with moss from east to west show a sense of solemnity under the not-somblance sky, and the vicissitudes of history are fully revealed.

Around the city wall, soldiers from Sichuan and Shu stood with weapons. From time to time, civilians carried sticks to transport materials from the city to the city wall. Apart from that, there were no figures in the rest of the places. Even some farmlands that were originally reclaimed from the mountains outside the city were empty. The original rice poles and some plants and trees were harvested, and those who could not be harvested were burned clean, leaving some black and gray in the bare fields.

Because the climate of Sichuan and Shu is relatively mild, after the crops are harvested, farmers in Sichuan and Shu usually plant some fruits and vegetables that have grown for a short time, but those who have not yet grown have been scattered into the soil in the past two days.

The wheat fields, villages, and roads extend from Hanchang County as the center and along the water veins, and when they reach about 30 miles east, they have already entered the mountains and fields. Shitouling is the farthest farmhouse from Hanchang County, and the traces of crops have basically stopped here. In order to guard the mountain pass here, block the bandits and refugees, supervise and manage the population, etc., there is a small military camp here in Hanchang County, where a team of soldiers was arranged, a total of more than 50 people.

It was almost noon, and Du Bo, who was in charge of defense, finished the patrol around the military camp and returned to the military camp with two guards. His main responsibilities were to assign sentries from nearby hills, and the other was to inspect the official road to prevent refugees or thieves. Now there is one more thing...

At noon, it is a good time to kill and behead.

As the vanguard, Ma Heng's two village chiefs appeared at the turn of the mountain road in Shitouling with two hundred soldiers...

When the warning gong sounded, the soldiers led by Ma Heng from Liangtun were already trotting down from the mountain road and rushed towards the military camp.

Ma Heng, who led his troops alone, moved forward lightly. When he approached the edge of Hanchang, after a night's rest, he launched a raid in the early morning of the next day.

Most of Ma Heng's teams were not considered new recruits. When Zhang Lu was still in Hanzhong, he had already received wages and food. After being recruited by the General of the Western Expedition, he had eliminated some weak soldiers and had been trained for a period of time. Although he was not as good as the elite soldiers in a hundred battles, at least there was no problem in implementing orders. Therefore, after giving the order, he flocked to him.

Wei Yan was at the tip of these two hundred people.

Some time ago, Wei Yan felt that he was almost moldy when he was supervising the delivery of food and grass, just like the wet weather like Sichuan and Shu. When he learned that Ma Heng was going to lead his troops alone, he took the initiative to find Ma Heng and expressed his willingness to accompany him. Ma Heng felt that he was also from Jingxiang, so he agreed to take Wei Yan with him as a pioneer.

In the Cold Weapon Age, the battles were often barbaric and rough. As for the exquisite cooperation, they were high-end elite soldiers who had been trained for a long time. For most ordinary soldiers, the instructions were often two, rushing forward and backward.

While running, with a thrilling breath, accompanied by crackling footsteps and slightly chaotic shouts, Wei Yan raised a long knife and felt the blood buzzing in the blood vessels, as if an infinite force was constantly growing...

On the lookout for military camp in Shitouling, a Sichuan soldier was pounding the gong with a frightened look. His hands and feet were stiff, and his hands and feet were a little doubtful if the little hammer that beats the gong would fly out of his hand at the next moment...

The other two on the observation decks opened their bows and took arrows. They should have waited until Wei Yan and others to shoot before shooting. However, because of nervousness, before Wei Yan could approach, they shot out crookedly and plunged to the ground.

Seeing this, Wei Yan laughed loudly, which led the soldiers around him to laugh together.

Some of the Sichuan and Shu soldiers patrolling outside had no time to return to the military camp. Wei Yan and others were already approaching quickly. Seeing that the Sichuan and Shu soldiers who were on the back could not run, they turned around with a howling sound, closed their eyes and screamed while waving their swords randomly.

Wei Yan was so happy that he seemed to feel that killing such a soldier would be defiled by his own sword. He even was lazy to kill him. With the momentum of rushing forward, he kicked him out with one kick, hit the earthen wall with a thud, fainted.

"Don't block my way!"

Wei Yan's footsteps did not stop at all, and rushed into the village with his soldiers. In a blink of an eye, with the spread of the troops, the blood gradually spread. The soldiers from Sichuan and Shu fought hard in front of the military camp, and Yu Wei Yan and others collided together, with swords and spears flying in the air, bringing bunches of blood.

Wei Yan rushed in front, holding the long sword in both hands, and slashing all the way. It seemed that the more he killed, the more excited Wei Yan was. Haha, ha, the sound of haha ​​came from time to time, and I don’t know if it was a strange laugh or a ventilating sound.

Several Sichuan and Shu soldiers blocked the military gate and stabbed out from the gap in the village wall with guns. Wei Yan rushed up and cut the spear that had emerged into two pieces with one knife, and then slashed the gate on the gate with a sharp sound. Half of the gate was cut in!

Wei Yan waved his knife and slashed again. The thick village gate was like paper-paste. A huge gap was cut out as the wood chips flew, revealing the wooden bolt used to latch the door.

"Don't block the way!"

Wei Yan shouted violently, and the long sword slashed from top to bottom like lightning, slashing the wooden bolt on the latch door, and immediately chopped it into two sections! The soldiers following Wei Yan cheered together, knocked open the gate, and rushed into the military camp together!

"Damn it! The bastard listened! The head of the guard..."

While shouting, Wei Yan chopped over the resisting Sichuan and Sichuan soldiers to the ground, spraying blood on him, like a tiger between the mountains and fields breaking into a sheep pen, without any rush or slow down, and calmly, with a kind of murderous craze.

"...Leave it to me! Don't rob anyone!"

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The birds singing in the mountains are even more secluded.

At dusk, the birds who were about to return to the forest were hovering over the woods on the opposite mountain, chirping constantly, as if they were missing the sunset and were reluctant to rest.

After two consecutive days, we were at peace and were in the beautiful mountains and rivers. Liu Dan couldn't help but feel a little poetic. He looked at the distant mountains with his hands behind his back, thinking that if he took down Shu, he would definitely write a poem and essay to highlight his ability to be able to use literature and martial arts.

After a cool breeze, Liu Dan felt a little chill, so he dispelled his poetry and went back to his tent to rest, preparing to accept the surrender of Hanchang County tomorrow.

As an excellent middle-aged man who grew up under the red flag of the Han Dynasty and was determined to be a successor of feudalism in the Han Dynasty since childhood, he naturally believed that people should be trustworthy, honest and shameful, and would do what they say, otherwise wouldn’t they be like a beast? So Liu Dan felt that people in Hanchang County should not go back on their word, otherwise what face would they have to be based in the world? But what Liu Dan did not expect was that since he was originally prepared to be shameless, how could he have the so-called sense of shame?

Yan Yan didn't feel ashamed at all. He didn't agree anyway, let alone the warriors are used to do everything they can. Can you win a battle with shame?

Yan Yan was not prepared for a night attack, because to be honest, not everyone can see things in Sichuan and Shu at night, so the time for late dusk is the best time.

The sunset slowly sets, and smoke from the mountain village slowly rises.

The soldiers led by Yan Yan gradually touched the mountain opposite the village. Several Sichuan soldiers touched the dead corner of the village's sight and took out tinder oil and bows. One soldier was nestling in the leeward and began to beat the scintillation...

Several rockets crossed the sky above the mountain village and plunged head to the high-stacked food and hay stacks in the back camp of the mountain village. Then several ones were successively. Although not each one had a good accuracy, there were many more people, and one or two of them happened to plunge into the pile of forage. After a while, thick smoke rose up with the raging fire.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang..." The gong that called the police was ringed.

"It's gone! It's gone!" The grassroots soldiers and soldiers shouted loudly, commanding the soldiers to quickly fetch water and put out the fire.

Just when Liu Dan's army was panicked because of the anger of the rear camp, Yan Yan rushed towards him with a sword in one hand and a shield in the other!

The parish had just been broken once, and Liu Dan had no intention of living here for a long time, so he just repaired it and left the matter. There were two post towers in the front door of the parish, but no new one was built after collapsed, which gave Yan Yan and others an opportunity to take advantage of it.

When Liu Dan's soldiers on the mail tower discovered a group of people on the mountain road, not only rushing along the mountain road, but some people were even climbing the rocks with their hands and feet. When they were half surrounded, they quickly beat the gong to warn them, but they did not expect that the sound was completely covered by the noise of the fire fighting in the rear camp and did not attract the attention of many people.

Yan Yan roared and accelerated his progress. The Sichuan soldiers who were accustomed to climbing the mountain path were as if they were on the plains, running quickly approaching the mountain village.

It was indeed too late to find out. Before the soldiers in Liu Dan's village could react, Yan Yan had already rushed to the village with his people. Some of the agile Sichuan soldiers even threw out lassoes on the side wall of the village and began to climb up. The other part took a large cone and smashed the original gap that was blocked by a straw. In a few strokes, the nailed wooden board was broken, revealing a gap.

Those who followed Yan Yan to rush forward were all the elite sword and shield hands of the Yan family. Several elite Yan family members lowered their center of gravity and hid their bodies behind the shield. Facing the sword and spear that was stabbed at the gap, they were not afraid at all. Two or three people put the shield together, pressed their center of gravity on the shield, shouted loudly, and pushed forward together. Only the ding Dingdangdang and Zhuo Zhuoduodou were heard, and for a moment, they didn't know how many weapons were stabbed on the shield.

In infantry battle formation, if the formation is formed, ten old soldiers can easily defeat fifty new recruits, and for elite warriors, they can also face five times the old soldiers without any difficulty. Therefore, when Yan Yan rushed into the gap in the village with the Yan family's elite sword and shield hands, and the Liu Dan soldiers in the village are full of response and have no front-line command, so between the Yan family's sword and shield hands flying, there is no idea how many Liu Dan soldiers were chopped to the ground in a blink of an eye!

Several sword and shield hands, with Yan Yan as the center, lowered their center of gravity, lowered their heads to meet them, raised their shields with their left hand and lifted up all kinds of weapons that were stabbed and smashed. Then, as soon as they advanced, the long sword in their hands stabbed or slashed the chest and abdomen of Liu Dan's soldiers in front of them. The sharp sword stopped when they saw blood, and then pressed forward and advanced again!
Chapter completed!