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Innate masters, that is not to say that it can be countered by the number of people.

After Zhang Yuanshan took the order, he turned around and went out. Feng Chen and others followed him.

"Go down and open the gates!"

Zhang Yuanshan and others stood on the gate of the South Gate and ordered a soldier to the side.

After what he said, the soldier and a group of companions around him looked at Zhang Yuanshan with amazement. You must know that once the city gate is opened, the consequences will be incalculable.

"Yes!" Although the soldier was questioning General Zhang Yuanshan's order in his mind, he questioned, but he did not dare to disobey.

One minute later, the gate of the South Gate opened slowly, but the Huojia rebels under Binglin City were shocked at this moment, and a loud noise sounded among the Huojia rebels.

"What's the matter? Could it be that the guards of Pingyang City knew they were outnumbered, and opened the gate to surrender and surrender?"

"Yeah, I've fought countless times, this is the first time I've encountered this situation!"

"Don't act lightly, beware of fraud, I will report to General Fan!"

A general of the Huo family rebels, his eyes narrowed, and he pondered for a while. At last he did not move. He did not dare to issue an order easily. If the siege was successful, it was a great achievement, but the siege failed. He knew that General Fan He will definitely take off his head.

"General Fan, emergency military report!" The general hurried to Fan Zhen's camp, kneeling on one knee, panicking.

"Say!" Fan Zhen sat in the first place, with Fan Ming and Fan Yuan sitting on his sides, and in the arms of the three of them was a beautiful, slender woman.

These women were in front of outsiders, and there was no shyness on their faces. From time to time, their slender hands picked up fruits and fed them to Fan Zhen's three.

"General Fan, the south gate of Pingyang City was just opened by the Pingyang City guards."

Upon hearing this, the three brothers of the Fan family were suddenly shocked. The three looked at each other with a deep look. To be honest, they never expected that the city gate would be opened.

"Brother, you said, is Zhang Yuanshan's old man knowing that he is out of control and plans to disarm and surrender?" Fan Ming said.

"Second Brother, I don't think it's that simple. Who is Zhang Yuanshan's old man? That's the founding father of the Li dynasty. Like him, he would rather die than live on his knees."

The old third Fan Yuan's big hand rested on the white rabbit of the woman in his arms, enjoying with closed eyes.

"The third child's words make sense, Zhang Yuanshan will never take the initiative to surrender." Boss Fan Zhenhu shook his body and pushed the woman in his arms away.

"Weird, weird, what famous old man Zhang Yuanshan wants to do!" Fan Zhen stood up, pacing his head back and forth in the barracks, thinking.

"Is there an ambush?" Zhang Yuanshan asked the general.

"If you return to General, your subordinates have not found any ambush for now!"

"Are you sure?" Fan Zhen looked at the general with deep eyes.

"Subordinate confirmation!" The general groaned for a moment, and said forcefully.

"It's true, it's true! Zhang Yuanshan, Zhang Yuanshan, your warfare has regressed!" Fan Zhen looked at the south gate of Pingyang City.

"Okay, let's go ahead. The whole army is ready. After a quarter of an hour, the drums will be attacked!"

After Fan Zhen finished speaking, a look of perseverance appeared on his face. The Li dynasty had less than 50,000 soldiers and horses, and he had more than 200,000 soldiers and horses. His strength was so disparate. Faced with absolute strength, it will be vulnerable.

"Zhang Yuanshan, you old man are afraid that you haven't thought of real and untrue warfare, and I have been rotten by Lao Tzu. How can I be fooled by you!"

"Second and third, let's go. Zhang Yuanshan, the old man, sent a war post. Let's go and see what tricks this old man wants to play with us!"

"Succeed!" Fan Ming, Fan Fan and Fan Yuan, the two smiled at each other and got up.

"Hmm ..." The drum sounded.

The drums rang, and the 200,000 rebels in Huo's family successively undertook Pingyang City.

"Seniors, they're here!" Zhang Yuanshan watched the black dots coming down from the bottom, and the black dots were pressing. These black dots are the Huo family rebels.

"Zhang Yuanshan, are you planning to surrender?" Fan Zhen rode on the war horse to the crowd, raising his head and shouting at Zhang Yuanshan.

"Zhang Yuanshan, you intend to surrender, even if you know yourself. Since you intend to surrender, ask your men to drop their weapons, raise your hands above your head and come out, I assure you that I will never kill you."

"Fan Zhen, I surrender? I surrender to your mother!"

Fan Zhen's strong voice came up. Zhang Yuanshan was a temperament person, even if he was over 50 at this moment, but the bloodiness in the soldier's heart was not reduced.

"Zhang Yuanshan, what do you mean, don't forget, even if your dog doesn't open the city gate, Lao Tzu can lead the soldiers to attack it. Lao Tzu asks you again, it's a battle, it's a drop, give a good word!

Fan Zhen was about to explode with Zhang Yuanshan ’s "I vote for your mother" phrase, and the old man Zhang Yuanshan was insulting himself in front of more than 200,000 people. How could he tolerate this tone for a while? Immediately, the irritable anger suddenly struck his forehead.

"Fan Zhen, dare to threaten Lao Tzu just like you? When Lao Tzu led a soldier to fight, your dog was still drinking your mother's milk."

Don't look at Zhang Yuanshan, an old man in his fifties, scolding swear words, all in one set.

And Li Mengshu and Shao Ruoyong's two women heard the words in Zhang Yuanshan's mouth.

"Archers ready! Capture Pingyang City, I will slaughter the city for seven days!"

Fan Zhen's face was iron-blue, the blue tendons on his face were protruding, and his features were extremely embarrassed.

Fan Zhen's order, the archers in front pulled the bow together, waiting for Fan Zhen to give the order.

Hearing the seventh day of Tu Cheng in Fan Zhen's mouth, Li Mengshu, Shao Ruochi, and others were shocked, and Feng Chen's eyes narrowed, a cold air from the inside out.

Feng Chen stepped forward with his feet and looked at the more than 200,000 Huojia rebels below. Fan Zhen's words touched his bottom line. He knew that if he did not have this person, he would have slaughtered the city for seven days.

"Look, what exactly is the man in the white robe doing?"

"Look, this person is afraid that he knows his life is short and he doesn't want to die under our sword, is he going to commit suicide?"

The Huo family rebels below watched Feng Chen step onto the outer wall of the gate and exclaimed.

Feng Chen ignored the crowd below, and also ignored the surprise in Shao Ruo's mouth and others.

Feng Chen stepped out with her right foot, followed by her left foot. He was suspended in the air, standing in the air, a white robe automatically moved without a wind, and his placket was blowing in the air.