"This......" The chrysanthemum in Yang Yanhui's hand was covered in blood. The dark red blood slid down the blade of the gun and dripped onto the ground, dyeing the grass under his feet red. Yan Zhenqing opened his eyes, looked at the black sky with his tiger eyes, and finally dimmed and lost consciousness.

Yang Yanhui put away the spear in his hand, pressed the sword in his arms, and wanted to cut off his head, but he still held it back, paused for a while, took the spear away, sighed and said, "Forget it!"

Huo Qubing looked at the head in his hand and the corpse underground, and then said, "Buried their bodies with great strength! Find someone to sew the head of this guy and give him a whole body!"

"No!" Yang Yanhui took off his gun and left. Anyway, this credit cannot be eliminated. He admired such a kind-hearted person. Looking at Yan Zhenqing with his eyes closed, he sighed helplessly: "Such a great man! It's a pity that I can't see the situation clearly!"

"It's not that I can't see the situation clearly, but the integrity in my heart!" I saw a burly figure holding an eight-treasure red golden spear in my hand. The tip of the spear was covered in blood, wearing Kui Niu armor, with a messy hair, and a few bloodshots. There was seriousness in my eyes. Whenever I stood, I was so arrogant.

"Second brother! Why are you here?" Yang Yanhui couldn't help but put away the gun. Could it be...

"Such a hero! I should admire him!" Yang Yanding said a few words to his younger brother, looked at Huo Qubing above and said, "General! Now that the Wei army is defeated, what should I do next!"

"There are too many food and grass. Each person puts a few bags of rice and lets the war horses eat more. The soldiers have a full meal, eat all the wine and meat inside, and burn the remaining fire!" Huo Qubing turned over and walked to the cart filled with fine wine. He smelled the aroma of wine that was coming to his face, then filled him with a wine gourd, hung it around his waist, and then got off the war horse.

"General, don't you know how to drink? Last time...!" Yang Yansi carried the sledgehammer on his shoulder and saw Huo Qubing filling the wine gourds with puzzled expression. This guy was so embarrassed last time, now he is here again.

When Huo Qubing heard this, his ears turned red, stared at Yang Yansi, and his face turned cold and said, "What's wrong! You have to care!"

"I dare not! I dare not!" Yang Yansi shrank his neck and retreated.

"Okay! Young general! This is a complete victory, don't scare him. Let the brothers clean up and burn while it is on fire. It can be considered as a way to relieve the worms in the brothers' stomachs!" Yang Yanding pointed Yang Yansi's forehead and signaled him not to act evil.

Of course, Huo Qubing wouldn't really argue with this little guy. If he really wanted to fight, he might not have been able to beat Yang Xiaoqi. None of these seven guys is a good guy. In terms of single-handed fight, he might not necessarily win one of them within a hundred rounds, let alone the seven on the other side, so he would give them some face!

This big victory in this battle is good news for Gongsun Yan, but it is bad news for Pang Juan.

You should know that the Wei army only has Pang Juan, and the Northern Army faces more than that. Eliminate Guo Ziyi, who has not yet shown his light! Li Jing! Huo Qubing alone! Gongsun Yan’s two-piece work together is enough for Pang Juan to have a pot of fun. This is not to mention Xue Rengui, Cao Ren, who is extremely good at defense, Wei Qing and Zhong Hui, Deng Ai, under Gongsun Yan’s command! These two are also famous commanders. It can be said that Pang Juan is facing an all-star plastic surgery.

On the other hand, except for Da Yehu, Zhang Gouer, the two men are considered powerful generals. The remaining Cao Bao, Zhi Yun, Ji Chang, Mangmao, Jin Bi, Hou Ying, and the only general Long Jia who has some combat power, was forced to return to Anyi due to work-related injuries!"

In the Wei army's tent, Pang Juan was sitting in the position, looking into the distance with his tiger's eyes. The bamboo slips in his hand were opened and closed, closed and opened again, with a little embarrassed expression, and said, "What's going on! The messenger is back!"

"Not yet!" Cao Bao pressed the sword in his arms, his face a little embarrassed. There was still half a month left in the food and grass, so they wanted to urge him quickly, otherwise the food would be gone.

"Report! General! General!......... The big thing is not good..." A soldier crawled and rolled up and rushed into the tent suddenly, with a panic expression on his face: "Not good!"

Cao Bao pressed the sword in his hand and said embarrassedly: "What's the matter so panic? What's the elegance!"

Pang Juan's brows locked, but he remained calm, and said with concern on his face: "What happened!"

"General! No! Yiyang City was taken away by Cao Ren. Now the entire city has been occupied by Cao Ren, and the food cannot be transported in!" The messenger said embarrassedly.

"A bastard! You dare to talk here to deceive the public! Cao Bao quickly pulled him down and beheaded and displayed to the public." Pang Juan's face turned cold and his face was as steel as steel. This matter could not be a little vague.

"General! Every sentence is true! General! General..." The soldiers called in a constant stream, and finally they could only hear a scream.

Pang Juan's face was also a little helpless, and he sighed: "It's not you who don't know it! It's not you who are unfaithful, but you really speak loudly and you can't keep it!"

Cao Bao walked in wearing a blood armor and said expressionlessly: "General! What should I do next!"

Pang Juan rubbed his hands back and forth and said embarrassedly: "If you retreat! Attack Yiyang will inevitably cause panic among the soldiers around you, but if you attack, you hope to take down the city within half a month!"

"General! Our army has 100,000 Wei Wu soldiers! If they all surrender to the battlefield, they may not be able to take them down!" Cao Bao said with embarrassment.

"Wei Wushou is the foundation of the country. Now the national strength is declining, and there is no one Wei Wushou who has fewer Wei Wushou. Besides, we have made a mistake in adapting to field battles!" Pang Juan's face was a little embarrassed. This battle was really too difficult.

"General, we can attack the surrounding cities to find a way out!" Cao Bao said embarrassedly.

"The food and grass can't hold on for so long, and the troops are too tired!" Pang Juan sat back on his position weakly. Gongsun Yan took a good move.

"What will the general do next? Wait for death?" Cao Bao said with a worried expression.

"Wait for death! Humph! Build the pot to make rice, reduce the number of pots every day, increase the amount of cooking, so that Gongsun Yan thinks that we are fewer and fewer people, and lead them out of the city!" Pang Juan's face gradually became cold, and he threw the bamboo slips in his hand into the fire, and his face looked cold no matter how he looked.

"Now this war is a bit beyond his expectations!" Pang Juan stroked his beard, looked at the lights in front of him, and a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes, and said with emotion: "Gongsun Yan, don't let me down!"
Chapter completed!