"Pu!" Heng was pierced through Meng Zhan's throat. He didn't expect that he would fall into a trap until he died. The body fell down weakly, his eyes were empty, and there was a trace of hope for life in his eyes, but unfortunately he disappeared at this moment.

The king took the spear in his hand, looked around, and found that the battle was not right, his face became panicked, turned his horse's head, turned over and returned to the city and shouted: "Hurry! Retreat! Be trapped!"

"I want to leave!" Meng Zhan was about to chase after him, but a veteran general urged his horse to rise and turned into a gust of wind. He rode on the war horse and bent his bow and arrow. The movement was completed in one go, his fingers merged and he looked forward: "Central!"

"call out!"

A single arrow shot through the horse's leg. Wang Ling fell under the horse's front hooves and fell down. But he was also a famous general who had been through the battlefield for a long time and was about to get up.

Huang Zhong's gray beard blew slightly in the cold wind. With the help of the fire in the dark night, Huang Zhong narrowed his eyes, clamped a cold arrow with his fingers, aimed at Wang Ling's left knee, and snorted coldly: "Come!"

"call out!"

"Bang!"

"ah!"

The long arrow broke through the wind and slashed by the wind. It hit the king's knees, and his entire leg could not be raised. His face turned pale and the cold sweat on his head fell like a bean. He looked at Huang Zhong, who was holding an arrow, and was about to escape. He felt a wound on his face. This scared the king so much that he did not dare to move wherever he stood.

Huang Zhong picked up five cold arrows with his backhand and put them on the bow and arrow. Yuan opened his arm and pulled the five cold arrows in his hand away in a row, hitting the five soldiers who were closing the city gate. The soldiers around him were so scared that they dared not move around. This was a cruel person who could take their names in a minute.

Huang Zhong took another arrow in his hand and landed in front of him and said calmly: "Those who don't want to die, put down the weapons in his hand, and those who surrender will not be killed!

"Those who surrender will not kill..."

"Bad bastard! Brothers give it to me..."

"call out!"

Before the king could finish his words, Huang Zhong shot out the cold arrow in his hand, and a arrow hit Wang Ling's knee and pierced it out. At this moment, Wang could only barely support himself with his hands, preventing him from falling down, holding the weapon with both hands, looking panic-looking.

The remaining Qin Bing saw that his chief general was being played with in his palms, and they all looked pale. This time they were careless.

Meng Zhan took this opportunity and immediately controlled the city gate, and soldiers around him surrounded him.

"Those who surrender will not kill..."

"Those who surrender will not kill..."

"Those who surrender will not kill..."

Huang Zhong scored several arrows to determine the Jian Pavilion, and all the Qin soldiers around him put down their weapons. Who would die if they could live well? And the Jian Pavilion that had troubled Wang Jian for a long time was broken by Zhuge Liang using a trick.

Without the threat of Jiange, Wang Jian is now without a retreat. Now this scene is like catching a turtle in the middle of the man. As soon as time comes, he will swallow him immediately.

Zhuge Liang fanned the fan and smiled slightly, "The mission is done, let me take a look!"

"promise!"

In the Jian Pavilion, Yang Yanzhao was holding a spear in his hand, checking the people from all over the place, and watching the map again, his heart trembling slightly: "This Jian Pavilion is worthy of being a famous pass in the world. If it is forced to attack, it will not be enough for these people to fill!"

"What's wrong with Yan Zhao!" Yang Ye walked over with his big sword and looked at his son. Among these brothers, he may not be the best martial arts skills, and he is not the best choice for placing troops and formations, but his mind is the best.

"The cruelty of war, the yearning for peace in the world!" Yang Yanzhao was also blunt, and he lowered his waist, picked up the bronze sword below, and waved it casually. The sword body was steady and the blade was sharp, which was a good sword.

Yang Ye reached out to grab the bronze sword, casually brushed out two gun flowers, and smiled and said, "What have you learned after following General Zhuge today!"

"For the general! You can do whatever you want to win!" Yang Yanzhao looked serious and was facing Yang Ye. This was his experience of this battle.

Yang Ye touched his beard and took a random look at the son. The bronze sword in his hand was thrown on the ground. He patted Yang Yanzhao on the shoulder and smiled randomly and said, "It's true that he can do anything, but he can't go against loyalty, do you understand?"

"Loyalty and righteousness! Today's General Zhuge..." Yang Yanzhao's face was hesitant.

"He is a cheat, but he doesn't kill him all, Zhao'er! What my father wants to tell you is to be a person and do things! It's better to leave room, otherwise... in the future..." Yang Ye stopped talking.

Yang Yanzhao pulled out the sword inserted upside down on the ground, looked around with a tiger's eyes and said calmly: "I know my father."

"Okay! I've gone to the hall for my father, think about it yourself!"

"promise!"

Inside the palace

"Press up the enemy general Wang Ling!" Deng Zilong said with a smile. Although this battle was a bit miserable, he was the first to do so, so he naturally had to smile happily.

The king's legs were shot by Huang Zhong, and now he could only support him with the soldiers. The soldiers on both sides were dragging them like dead dogs, with their faces as if they were ashes.

"Kneel down! Get up!" No matter how the soldiers on both sides fiddled with him, Wang Ling would either crawl on the ground or lie down, and would rather die than surrender.

"Okay! You all retreat!" Zhuge Liang touched his beard, looked at Wang Ling, who was lying on his back like a dead dog, and smiled slightly, "General, I'm not convinced!"

"If it weren't for that stupid guy Heng! You could have a ghost if you could come in. This guy didn't know what was going on until he died. He deserved to die!" Wang Ling was so angry that he wanted to bring even the 18th generation of Heng's ancestors.

Now that I am also trapped here, I am afraid I will be unable to survive...

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Everyone in the hall laughed loudly. The king looked angry, but he could only bear it. He couldn't help but feel bored: "If you want to kill and cut, you will be so angry, why bother here to pretend!"

"I want to die! That's not simple, I will give you my help!" Meng Zhan was about to take a step forward, but was stopped by Deng Zilong. Meng Zhan never treated Qin Bing mercilessly.

"Meng Zhan must not be presumptuous!"

"Come on...you come on! Give me a good time!"

"Bastard! I......"

"Okay, General Wang, you don't have to begging for death. I will spare your life today. I will pick three people and return you to Wang Jian. By the way, I will send him a message: The Sword Pavilion has been lost, it is so dark that it has been destroyed, and this road is not clear!" Zhuge Liang's twelve words can be said to be heartbroken every sentence.

This secret passage was naturally discovered by A Qing. Zhuge Liang sent Wang Ping to destroy it. Now it is almost impossible to move forward. If you want those Jiange, you can only fill it with human lives, and Wang Jian's troops are not that full of troops.
Chapter completed!