The Three Kingdoms

About an hour later, the sun had already begun to rise. Xu Sheng personally led two regiments of troops and came late from the direction of Baiya Mountain.

"After all, it's too late!"

Xu Sheng looked at the sea of ​​flames in Tonglao City, at the mess on the ground in front of the city, at the head hanging on the flagpole, his face was livid.

"Brother Wengui!!"

Xu Sheng raised his head and looked at the head of Pan Zhang who was dying. He couldn't help howling in grief and indignation. He jumped off the horse, his whole body exploded with energy, and with the help of his jumping force, he took off the head with one hand.

"I'm late, I can't hide!"

He and Pan Zhang were both born under the car and fought side by side countless times. Suddenly he lost a close comrade-in-arms, and his heart was burning like fire.

"General, none of our soldiers were spared, since General Pan Zhang, all of them died in battle!" A regiment leader reported with an angry expression.

"Okay, very good, don't hold back, it's ruthless enough. If that's the case, I don't have to hold back!"

Xu Sheng hugged Pan Zhang's head, stood on the bloody battlefield, looked at the still burning flames of Tonglao City, his eyes were red, and his voice was very cold: "Come on!"

"exist!"

"Go and send me a military order immediately, and the previously planned peace talks will be suspended. Tell General Shamoko to prepare to fight again. We don't need to talk, this battle will continue!"

Xu Sheng's murderous intent spread like a cold breath: "Today, my great Wu died a general, and I will use the Nanman [-] soldiers to be buried with him."

After he won Meng Huo, he originally wanted to use Meng Huo's trump card to capture the Southern Barbarians and then take down the entire Yizhou County. This is the method with the least casualties.

But Pan Zhang's death in battle made him change his mind, and he wanted to bloodbath Yizhou County.

When General Wu Jun died in battle, someone had to be buried with him.

"General!"

A group leader heard the words.Want to persuade: "Now our soldiers and horses are exhausted, and the chief of staff's soldiers and horses have not yet gone north..."

"Go right away, don't talk too much!"

"Yes!"

The messenger immediately got on his horse and went to deliver his military orders.

"Off?" Only then did Xu Sheng notice the battle flag hanging on Pan Zhang's head, which he was somewhat familiar with: "The battle flag of the Shu Army?"

"General, this should be the battle flag of the Shu army!" a soldier said.

"The Kingdom of Shu is gone, and there is no Shu army in the world. Even if there are, they are just lingering people!"

Xu Sheng said coldly: "I want to know the whole process of the battle of Tonglao City, and who killed Pan Zhang in the battle. Within three days, I must know clearly! "

"Yes!"

……

This moment.Mount Moran.

After the Southern Barbarians captured Moran Mountain, they took a temporary rest, waiting for Meng Huo's victory to return, and then integrated the main force to counterattack Kunze City in one fell swoop.

However, the last news they got was that Meng Huo's entire army was wiped out.

Even the great king Meng Huo was captured by the Wu army, and the entire Nanman army seemed to be in a frying pan, and suddenly became a little flustered.

"Ma'am. Your Majesty is now being captured by the Wu army. There are countless casualties among the soldiers under his command. Most of them are still captured. What shall we do?"

In a tent, all the generals of the Southern Barbarians gathered together, and the Cave Master Mulu looked at Mrs. Zhu Rong and asked.

The generals also looked at Mrs. Zhu Rong. At this moment, they regarded Mrs. Zhu Rong as the last backbone of the Southern Barbarian Army.

"Pass on my order, set up camp on the spot!" Madam Zhu Rong said in a deep voice, "As long as the king is not dead, we still have a chance!"

"Set up camp?"

"Aren't we going to Kunze City?"

The generals were a little puzzled, and looked at Mrs. Zhu Rong in puzzlement.

"I won't go, it doesn't make sense to go, now, one word, wait!"

After a while, Mrs. Zhu Rong spit out a word, Meng Huo has been captured, and the Southern Barbarian army is preliminarily defeated, and now we can only see how the Wu army will move.

She believes that there is still a chance for them to negotiate peace. After all, she still has tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in her hands, and they still have the Nanman Mountain to rely on.

Unfortunately, she soon discovered that the change of this matter had exceeded her expectations.

When the cave master brought Guan Xing and Lei Tong back to Moran Mountain to return to his command, she was stunned.

"You actually beheaded Wu general Pan Zhang, and also wiped out eight thousand of their soldiers?"

"Ok!"

The cave master didn't notice Mrs. Zhu Rong's abnormality, and said excitedly: "Sister, we have won for a while, as long as we continue to work hard, we will definitely wipe out this Wu army!"

"It's over, it's over!"

It was the first time Mrs. Zhu Rong panicked. This was a very good achievement, and it was planned by her personally. However, the time of coming was a bit inappropriate.

At this time, this record will inevitably ignite the anger of the Wu army, it will inevitably anger Meng Huo's life and death, and it will even become a reminder for the destruction of the Nanman tribe.To be continued.

ps: Shiyi went to visit an old friend today, wandered around for a day, and came back at [-] o'clock, exhausted, and barely made a change.

Although it is said that the taste of the new year is getting weaker and weaker, but it is always the Chinese New Year. Chinese people will find something to do even if they have nothing to do during the New Year, so these days, it is probably impossible to make up for it.

Whether you are in arrears or not, after the Chinese New Year, I will try my best to make up the chapters that are owed!

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[Text Chapter 948 The First Northern Expedition [-]]

Chengdu City, at this time is already the cold winter season in December of the seventh year of the Warring States Period, the cold wind is blowing, the snow is fluttering, the wind and snow are lingering, the city is covered with silver, and it is white. . .

Xishu palace.

Sun Quan's tall and straight body stood in front of the gate of a large hall, with his hands on his shoulders, and he looked at the snowflakes falling from the big spot, and suddenly felt something in his heart.

After all, the land of Bashu fell into the hands of the Great Wu Dynasty.

The south has been unified, and the Northern Expedition is imminent. It seems that the unification of the world seems to be an easy thing for Wu.

Is the troubled times coming to an end?