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Chapter five hundred and seventy fourth: One drum down(2/2)

At this moment, Liu Wei, who was holding a human head in his left hand and holding a knife in his right hand while laughing on the wall, was no different from a general descending from heaven in the eyes of the rebels.

"Damn it, we actually made this old guy's wedding clothes, and he stole all the limelight!"

Just when a group of rebels were scared to death by the 'Palm Thunder' and 'Liu Tianjiang', under the barrier, they saw Liu Wei flying up to the barrier on a ladder built by his servants.

Zhang Weiming and Wu Changsheng couldn't help but look depressed.

I had no choice but to work for a long time, but I didn't expect that the first person to check in would be snatched away by Liu Wei, who had been talking about making a fortune.

Fortunately, this depression did not last long. As the gate of Guancheng was opened by Liu Wei from the inside, the two of them were too lazy to worry about this "first achievement" and hurriedly led the crowd to hunt down the rebels.



The west wind is strong, and the long and wide wild geese cry out in the frosty morning moon. In the frosty morning moon, the sound of horse hooves breaks, and the trumpet gulps. The majestic pass is really like iron, and now I am taking a step to cross it from the beginning. Crossing it from the beginning, the green mountains are like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood!

Facing the sunset, riding horseback to Xiongguan Pass, a great man's song "Recalling Qin'e. Loushanguan" came to Wang Bing's mind involuntarily.

In the 24th year of Wanli, on the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, the northern gate of Bozhou, which is known as "One man can guard the pass, but ten thousand men cannot open it", was attacked by the Ming army from three sides and was captured in just half a day.

At this point, Bozhou's peripheral defenses were completely opened, and its heartland was completely exposed to the imperial army.

However, just when Wang Bing had captured Loushanguan and was taking advantage of the situation to move south, planning to join forces with Shenshu and Shenji Battalion, the Eighth Route Army, along the way to Tong Yuan Town, which left Wujiang River, was experiencing an unprecedented situation.

Miserable failure!

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