[Three Kingdoms] Silver Spear Accompanied by Wine for the Fallen Army

"Junshi Pang." Zhao Yun's voice was gloomy like his expression at the moment.

Pang Tong was not forgiving: "Tong is willing to lead the army."

In front of Luofengpo, the mountain road is flat, while the mountains on both sides are towering. The sentry who went to explore the road reported that everything on the mountain was peaceful, and there was no trace of the enemy.

Pang Tong said proudly: "Feng Xiao, as I said, Liu Xun is just a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

The old Luma was led over, and Pang Tong got on his horse, but he just got up from this side, and was immediately thrown off by the horse from the other side.

"Damn it." Pang Tong spat, and pulled the horse's neck over. The horse also became stubborn and refused to let Pang Tong go up.

Guo Jia overlooked the mountain road, just as the sentry reported, the road ahead was quiet, but Guo Jia felt that it was so quiet, so quiet that it was terrifying.

"Shi Yuan, can't you go yet?" Guo Jia rode on the Zhaoye Jade Lion and had been waiting for a long time.

Pang Tong insisted on taking the dry road, but Zhao Yun tried to persuade him to no avail, so he had to leave a team for him, hoping that he could pass Luofengpo as soon as possible as he said.But Zhao Yun personally led the army to go through the Minjiang River and headed for Luocheng.

Before setting off, Zhao Yun said worriedly: "Feng Xiao, why don't you go by water, and I will go by dry road with him."

Guo Jia replied with a smile: "Is Zilong going to let me lead the army to attack the city?"

Luma, who Pang Tong managed to climb up with great difficulty, shouted angrily, "Let's go!"

On the mountain road, there were only endless sounds of hooves and footsteps, falling on the desert loess, Pang Tong was protected in the middle, Lu probably was beaten severely by him, and now he walked much more steadily.

"It's really not easy to fight." Pang Tong sat leisurely on the horseback, intentionally or unintentionally referring to Guo Jia beside him, "Actually, Fengxiao doesn't have to come with me."

Guo Jia pulled the corner of his mouth: "Jia gets seasick."

Pang Tong sneered: "Oh, that's how it is."

Guo Jia: "Otherwise, what does Shiyuan think I'm going to do?"

Pang Tong cast a glance at him, followed, and with a twitch of his horsewhip, Lu Teng Deng Deng Deng Deng Ding Dian Dian rushed to the front.

"Do you think I want to take your credit..." Guo Jia looked at his back and smiled lightly.

With the wind blowing on his face, Guo Jia frowned, and asked the lieutenant general, "Have you checked Luofengpo?"

"Please don't worry, sir, we have already searched around and have not found any enemies."

"That's it..." Guo Jia reined in his horse suddenly, and hurriedly said, "Hold on, the army, stop!"

"What's the matter, sir?"

Bloody, faint bloody, scattered in the wind.

It's not real, but those that are quenched and dyed on the blade, soaked in copper and iron, and the blood that can't go away.

"Let Master Pang come back!"

"boom!"

Almost at the same time as his voice sounded, it was a loud bang.

"boom!"

Another sound.

The army raised their heads suddenly, and the trees on the top of the mountain rolled down the slope as if they had been cut off suddenly.

"Ahhh!"

Rolling over those soldiers who were caught off guard, immediately overwhelmed a large area.

A steady stream of logs fell down, wailing everywhere, and the lieutenant was dumbfounded: "This is impossible, this is impossible..."

"Where is Pang Tong!"

Guo Jia shouted suddenly, and the lieutenant woke up: "Mr. Pang...he is still ahead..."

Guo Jia pulled the reins at once, sat down on the white horse, raised its head and neighed, but its four legs refused to move forward.Guo Jia patted the horse's neck and whispered, "If you don't want to go, you have to go."

At this time, the front army was already in chaos, and hundreds of people were surrounded by giant trees. What was even worse than the rear army was that not only the trees were much thicker, but also huge rolling stones slid down, directly smashing people's heads. blood flow.

Wailing everywhere, screaming everywhere, haunting the entire Luofengpo.

Guo Jia saw the flustered Pang Tong who was lying on the horse and didn't know what to do.

For a moment, Guo Jia realized that a thought rose from the bottom of his heart, the hatred of Guiyang, the hatred of Xu Lu, if not, let this person be buried here.

Unexpectedly, Pang Tong also saw him, and shouted: "Feng Xiao, save me!"

Arrows!Suddenly shot down.

In a blink of an eye, the horse Lu didn't give way, and jumped towards the arrow with Pang Tong on his back.

"Feng Xiao! Save me!"

The voice rolled down, accompanied by two figures suddenly fell from the horse.

Guo Jia's Qingzhi sword was already in his hand, cutting off the flying feather arrows one by one.

Pang Tong was thrown aside, staring blankly at the man in front of him, his moves were crisp and sharp, his long sword cut through iron like mud.

"Master, are you alright?"

The guards rushing over hurriedly helped him up, "Military division, let's retreat first."

"Can't retreat!" Guo Jia shouted suddenly, "This is a great opportunity to destroy our army, but the opponent still has no one to show up, ahem..."

"So the opponent didn't lay down heavy troops at all." Pang Tong realized immediately, "Break out! Pass here quickly!"

Outside Luofengpo, gunpowder smoke was already rising at this moment.

The war horse is like a dragon, the spear weeps blood, and the sky is dim and the earth is dark.

Luo Fengpo ambushed and killed, and succeeded in one blow. Zhang Hewan didn't want to wipe out that team in one fell swoop.But people are not as good as heaven, so when he was about to enter Changbanpo, a large number of soldiers rushed out from behind him.

Abandoning the attack on Luocheng, he turned to attack him.

Zhang Ren swung his gun, saw who was coming, and asked in surprise, "Zhao Yun?"

The silver spear was thrown down, Zhao Yun charged forward, with a serious look on his face, he replied, "Exactly."

"You...you actually didn't leave Luofengpo?"

"Ping!"

Zhang Ren raised his gun to block it, but said that Zhao Yun's silver spear was coming fiercely, and Zhang Ren's face turned red instantly when he cut it down.

"Who is that in Luofengpo?"

Zhang Ren was not reconciled, he finally persuaded Liu Qian to let him send troops, he thought he could succeed in one blow, but who would have thought that this person would come out from behind him, then who was he ambushing.

In one round, the two fought again.

Zhang Ren asked questions one after another, seeing that Zhao Yun didn't answer, he was also aroused, and he unfurled his long spear against the wind, emitting a cold light, and stabbing towards him diagonally.

Impressively, a low chirp was heard.

The red tassels on the gun shattered, one after another, spinning and falling in the air.

Zhang Ren backed away again and again, panting heavily, his hands holding the handle of the gun secretly ached.Looking at Zhao Yun again, his face was so cold that even his phoenix eyes seemed to be frozen together.

Zhang Ren couldn't help trembling, and the spear in his hand was also trembling.

"Zhao... Yun..."

"kill!"

Suddenly, a shout of killing sounded from behind again.Zhang Ren turned his head abruptly, and saw a group of men and horses pouring out from Luofengpo, with blood on their bodies, all of them were vicious.

"Bang!"

The spear finally fell to the ground, splashing a pool of blood.

Looking at the corner gun in Zhao Yun's hand, Zhang Ren opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

Zhang Ren died in battle, and Zhao Yun ordered his body to be sent back to Luocheng. Unexpectedly, Liu Qian dared not even open the city gate.

Inside the big tent, Pang Tongtong clapped his palms on the table: "What are you waiting for, General Zhao! Why didn't you give the order to attack the city?"

Zhao Yun sat unmoved, watching Pang Tong bark his teeth and claws in front of him coldly.

"How many troops does Army Division Pang need?"

Pang Tong was ecstatic: "The general is willing to send troops?"

In the camp tent, the Huotou army brought a bowl of mung bean and lily soup with a smile. Guo Jia tasted it and praised it repeatedly.

The Hutoujun smiled and said: "It's not a hot day, why don't you go to the fire. What's more, Mr. Zhao was injured. General Zhao ordered him to take care of him."

Guo Jia was injured, but in fact he wasn't hurt much. When he was trying to save Pang Tong, an arrow accidentally grazed his arm. The military doctor gave him medicine, and he has almost recovered in the past few days.

It's just that someone spread the word that Guo Jia was injured because of Pang Tong. If Pang Tong hadn't insisted on going his own way and insisted on leaving Luofengpo, Guo Jia would have been injured.

These soldiers were originally brought up by Zhao Yun along the way, so they naturally made friends with Guo Jia. At this time, as long as one person put the shit bowl on Pang Tong, the whole battalion gave him the shit bowl.

In the past few days, Pang Tong has not lost people's eyes, even if he ordered a meal, he would give him half a spoonful.

Pang Tong was almost insane by the response, so he came to Zhao Yun, intending to make a quick decision and take Luocheng as soon as possible, so that he can get out of this embarrassment as soon as possible.

Guo Jia asked while drinking the soup, "How many soldiers and horses did Zilong give him?"

"Six thousand." Zhao Yun said, "However, according to Liu Xun's temperament, he probably wouldn't talk to him."

"Six thousand siege... If Zilong leads the army, is it possible to take it?"

"Liu Qian will stick to his defense, I'm afraid a strong attack will not work." Zhao Yun put a military report in front of him, "Meng Qi's reply letter has arrived."

Guo Jia scanned the letter carefully, and said with a smile: "Liu Xie can't hold on for a long time."

The drum sounded suddenly, and the gate opened wide.

Pang Tong was the first to ride, turned his head and looked at Zhao Yun, who was sweeping his eyes, and snorted, "Drive!"

Coming out of the self-camp, the black army spread across the battlefield.

Pang Tong raised his eyes, and on the tower, the soldiers were in order, and the mighty momentum was not at all chaotic.However, Liu Qian just defended wholeheartedly, even though Pang Tong's throat was broken by roaring, the gate of the city remained closed.

"Siege!"

attack!A dense crowd of people.Cloud ladders were erected high and erected on the city wall. On the ladders, soldiers climbed like ants.

"Boom! Boom!"

The thick city gates were hit again and again, and the falling dust almost covered the two city gates.

Pang Tong held a long sword and stared at the man on the tower. He was wearing armor and a helmet. It was the guard of Luo City, Liu Zhen.

The sound of charging and killing all over the field, the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, and countless figures gathered around the city, almost toppling the entire city of Luo.

"Fire arrows!"

Pang Tong suddenly roared.

At the same time, a round of arrow rain suddenly flew over from the top of the city, and fell crazily on the army that was attacking the city.

The archer just drew the bowstring, but was disrupted by a round of arrow rain from the enemy first, and countless people were hit by the arrows.Pang Tong pulled his horse and turned around, roaring indiscriminately in front of the formation.

"Fire the arrows! Did you hear that! Let the arrows go!"

Pang Tong grabbed a bow and arrow casually, his eyes burning with anger.

"Whoosh!"

"military adviser!"

But Zhao Yun had quick eyesight and quick hands, and pulled Pang Tong past him. In an instant, the bow and arrow in Pang Tong's hand suddenly fell.

Is it possible to avoid the sudden arrow, Zhao Yun asked.

"Master, are you okay?"

Pang Tong stood up shaking his body, looked at Zhao Yun dully, and moved his lips dully.

"none……"

Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head in astonishment, and there was an arrowhead with a broken tail stuck in his heart.

"……thing."

After all, the person fell straight forward.

In this battle, Pang Tong was defeated.

The walls of Luo City were once again stained with a thick layer of blood.

In the camp, the faint yellow candlelight shone on Pang Tong's face, and the blood had faded away. Those empty eyes were straight, but he didn't know where to look.

In the middle of the night, the tent was cold, and there was a low whisper.

"My Taoist name Fengchu, is it really about to fall...Luofengpo..."