I am an anchor in the Three Kingdoms

"General Xu Yi! Stop it for me." It was Sima Yi who spoke.

"Zhongda, you're not in Changsha County, what are you doing here?" Xu Yi frowned when he saw Sima Yi. "You left Changsha, what about the Xuanjia soldiers there?"

"Xu Yi!" Sima Yi shouted angrily, looking at his face, there was a sense of hatred for iron but not steel.

He seemed to know everything about what happened here. "You still have time to manage Changsha County? You are almost losing your head now."

"It's just right that it's gone! Ming military discipline!" Xu Yi flicked her forehead. "It's just a scar the size of a bowl. I, Xu Yi, are so scared..."

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Sima Yi said three "yes" in succession, and then he walked in front of Xu Yi. "You died happily? But because of you, more than a dozen brothers died in vain? Can they forgive you? How can you explain to them even seeing you in the underworld?"

Speaking of this, Sima Yi punched Xu Yi heavily on the shoulder. "Just say...you went down to accompany them? Will they ask? You don't want to help the prince to take the city? Why are you here?"

"This..." Xu Yi was at a loss for words, and her cheeks were even more ashamed.

"Guiyang, Lingling, Wuling, Changsha..." Sima Yi counted them one by one, "If I were you, even if I were to die... I would have to take down Changsha County and have Wei Shizi cut off my head in Changsha County."

Speaking of this, Sima Yi frowned. "In this way, you can be regarded as worthy of the dead Xuanjia soldiers, and worthy of the respect and cultivation of your son!"

Hmm... What Sima Yi said made Xu Yi wake up immediately.

Yeah, he's dead?what can be doneIt's nothing more than Ming military discipline.

However, Changsha City has not yet been captured, and it is very ominous to kill the generals before the battle!

die!Can!

It must be after the capture of Changsha City.

"Zhongda..."

"what?"

"Untie this thorn for me?" Xu Yi's face turned serious, looking quite serious.

"What are you doing to untie it?" Sima Yi asked loudly, he deliberately raised his voice to the highest level, just to arouse Xu Yi's fighting spirit.

"I'm going to take down Changsha City!"

"Okay!" Sima Yi immediately untied Xu Yi.

As soon as the tie was untied, Xu Yi quickly found a Mongolian war horse, then raised a big knife, and immediately ran away from Changsha City with her upper body shirtless.

call…

Sima Yi finally breathed out.

He murmured to himself:

"My son, my son, you asked me to be such a good person...it's not easy to do!"

Indeed, after the capture of Wuling City, the reason why Cao Xiong didn't send Xu Yi down immediately, or even summoned Xu Yi, was because he was waiting, and he was waiting for someone—Sima Zhongda.

After the black face has finished singing, someone has to sing the white face, and this person has to be important!

call……

Similarly, Cao Xiong in the prefect's mansion also let out a long breath.

Thinking in my heart, "Finally, it's here!"

Xu Yi wanted to die with all his heart, but it really made him a little bit hard to get off...

Kill Xu Yi?Cao Xiong is determined not to kill Xu Yi!No matter how big a mistake he makes, he won't kill him!

But... military law cannot be easily destroyed, let alone from his mouth.

The law is merciless, the so-called "military law" is destroyed, and Cao Xiong's prestige will be wiped out.

He can't destroy it, but it doesn't mean that others can't destroy it.

For example - Sima Zhongda.

"It's so meow." Cao Xiong suddenly took a sip of tea, and the cold sweat almost flowed down his back. "In the future, I really have to study hard, "On the Self-cultivation of Actors"!"

Chapter 1197

"My son..." Sima Yi, who stepped into the prefect's mansion, sighed.

Cao Xiong made a "shh" gesture, and the two looked at each other, everything was kept silent.

Sun Shangxiang, Ma Yunlu, Ma Chao, Zhao Yun... all looked blank.

However, Sima Yi was standing next to Ma Chao and Zhao Yun, and said in a low voice, "You two generals, Changsha, I need you!"

This sentence blurted out, and immediately Ma Chao and Zhao Yun understood what it was.

They looked back at Cao Xiong, nodded, and immediately raised their spears, mounted their fast horses and rushed towards Changsha County.

"Lang Jun...is this?" Ma Yunlu had a puzzled expression.

"Idiot..." Sun Shangxiang waved his hand. "Lang Jun... how can he really want General Xu Yi's life! He wants to give General Xu Yi a chance to pay off his meritorious deeds!"

"Hmm..." Ma Yunlu finally came to his senses.

But when he thought of Sun Shangxiang scolding her for being an idiot, his temper suddenly came up. "Who are you calling stupid..."

"You should call me Madam, don't be so big or small!" Sun Shangxiang replied.

"Hmph..." Ma Yunlu didn't care. "Obviously I captured Lingling City first...how come you are my wife!"

"Hmm...don't admit it?" Sun Shangxiang lost his temper immediately. "My girl's Guiyang City was the first to attack, okay?"

"Lingling City..."

"Guiyang City..."

The two women faced each other tit for tat, not giving an inch.

There were no clocks in ancient times... It is difficult to accurately judge who will come first, and the two Xuanjia soldiers will come to Wuling for support at almost the same time. This bet is difficult to judge.

"Madam... Madam..." Sima Yi tried to dissuade him, but when he found that there was nothing he could do, he threw his hands at Cao Xiong.

Cao Xiong waved his hand helplessly. "Okay... quiet down."

With the prestige just now, Ma Yunlu and Sun Shangxiang really didn't dare to provoke Cao Xiong at this time.

One by one blinked their eyes wide, like elementary school students who had made a mistake.

Cao Xiong stopped talking, and walked out of the prefect's mansion alone, looking at the sky quietly.

He whispered in his mouth: "Xu Yi...Xu Yi...don't fight for steamed buns, you have to fight for your breath."

……

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Changsha City County, on the city tower.

"Is the camp opposite Wei Shizi Cao Xiong's camp?" A veteran with a long beard asked, "Why did you only bring a few hundred people here?"

"Soldiers are not many but fine. General Huang can't underestimate the enemy."

The two people who were talking were Han Xuan, the prefect of Changsha City, and Huang Zhong, the number one general in Changsha City.

Han Xuan pointed to the camp set up by Wei Jun outside Changsha City. "From my point of view, this camp is solid, and it looks like there is an ambush around! Do you think the Wei army is planning a trick?"

"Hahahaha..." Huang Zhong laughed out loud. "There are only 500 people, so what if there are tricks?"

"General Huang, don't underestimate the enemy!" Han Xuan reminded again: "The leader of the army this time is Cao Xiong, the heir of the great Wei Dynasty. I heard that the Xuanjia soldiers under his command once defeated ten thousand Xiliang soldiers." Iron cavalry... a complete victory..."

"And he was not at all afraid of facing Han Sui's [-] cavalry... In the end, he won." Huang Zhong raised his face and showed a little sneer at the corner of his mouth. "Huang has heard of this trivial matter. It's not worth mentioning..."

The more Huang Zhong was like this, the more worried Han Xuan was.

Hahaha…

At this time Huang Zhong laughed out loud again. "My lord, don't worry. With the long knife in my hand and the carved bow under the saddle, a thousand will come, and a thousand will die."

Speaking of this, Huang Zhong has a long beard. "Beat the drums, I'll meet them all alone."

"Your Excellency, wait and see, I will make the first contribution to the city of Changsha."

……

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Chapter 1198

Huang Zhong raised his sword and bent his bow, and was about to find a horse.

But at the foot of Changsha city, a shirtless enemy general charged towards him on a pony horse.

The whole back was stained with blood, as if it had been punctured by something sharp.

It can even be seen from a distance, with blood dripping faintly from his back.

There is a bit of evil spirit that is not afraid of death.

"Yo? Someone in the Wei army who is not afraid of death?" Huang Zhong was taken aback. He has seen many enemy generals in his life in the battlefield.

But this is the first time you have seen this bloodstained back?

bloodthirsty?violent?

For a moment, Huang Zhong thought of these two words on the lips of quack warlocks...

"Could it be possible? It will be even worse if you bleed a little bit?"

Seeing Huang Zhong lift the sword, he showed a hint of sneer.

Lieutenant General Yang Ling on the side smiled slightly. "How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer... Why do you need an old general to deal with this guy? Stay here and capture this shirtless young general and dedicate it to the lord."

"Okay!" Han Xuan nodded. "General Yang, you will fight first. You must stand up for our Changsha County."

As he spoke, Yang Ling grinned at the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile.

A man with blood all over his back and no armor?How powerful can it be?

This credit, he Yang Ling decided.

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Da da da…

Not long after, the city gate of Changsha County opened, and Yang Ling rode a fast horse, raised his spear and swung his gun at the shirtless man outside the city.

"Wei Yan." On the tower, Han Xuan turned his head and looked at Wei Yan, another general beside him. "You beat the drum heavily, and all the soldiers shouted in unison, cheering for General Yang Ling."

"Here!" Wei Yan agreed, with a look of reluctance.

He is young and vigorous, and he is proficient in martial arts, bow and horse, and in Changsha County, he is only second to Huang Zhong.

But for such a brave general, Han Xuan only gave him a small official guarding the city gate, and Yang Ling's official rank was several times higher than his.

On weekdays, he was even more cold-eyed.

In the end, it was helpless, so Wei Yan let out a sigh of "ah" and was about to beat the drums.

Unexpectedly, when I walked to the drum ring just now, I heard a scream of "ah".

Turning his head, he saw the shirtless warrior fighting Yang Ling under the city. It was not so much a fight as a massacre... a cruel massacre!

"Yeah..."

"Ah ah ah..."

"Hum hum…"

With continuous voices, the shirtless warrior seemed to be holding a breath in his heart, a surge of anger, and his sword swung like wind and waves, full of murderous aura.

"Ah..." With a scream, Yang Ling was stabbed in the shoulder.

Similarly, this knife is the beginning of the massacre.