The soldiers' eyes were full of respect.

Linghu Sheng had tears in his eyes, "Thank you, General."

In the past, calling him "general" was more or less a greeting, but now it's something a little different.

However, Yang Zheng knew that the reason why he survived was not because of his bravery, but because the Shu army was not interested in this.

The elite Shu army relied on the east and west mountains to attack from a high position.

Even if you are a poor Taoist but not a Taoist, you can't control that much about the current situation.

Before I could be happy for a long time, there was a burst of screams and shouts from the west hills, and the Shu army had broken through. A banner of "Hanzhen North General Wang" fluttered in the mountain wind. It turned out that Wang Ping had broken through the west.

The Wei army's Wudang flying army rushed into the defeated army. They were unable to move forward. Wherever their swords and axes passed, blood flowed all over the ground.

The Wei army was immediately in chaos.

The Shu army seemed to have found a breakthrough, rushed in crazily, and killed wantonly.

And the Pang Hui Department to the east also showed signs of collapse.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Zheng's troops were in danger of being cut off.
Chapter completed!