Before Kuang Zhonglei and others arrived, Xu Daizheng received the news from the scouts that it was already time to open the city gate. Out of caution, he ordered the city gate to be closed tightly.

"General, the city gate is closed. This man named Xu is very careful." Dou Ling looked at the closed city gate and felt a little disappointed. If the city gate was open, there would still be a chance to seize the city gate first.

"If you don't be more careful, how could you be assigned to garrison She County? I have my own plans!" Kuang Zhonglei had already expected this.

"The general is wise!" Dou Ling hurriedly flattered him. Only by winning this place can their rewards be fulfilled.

Kuang Zhonglei pinched the horse's belly, and the horse began to run, crossing directly to the front of the team, with Dou Ling following closely behind.

"The person on the city is General Xu! I have been ordered by the general to collect grain and fodder. Open the door quickly!" Kuang Zhonglei walked to the city in such a swagger, only thirty steps away from the city gate.

At such a distance, the bow and arrow are extremely powerful. If thousands of arrows are fired from the city, all he can rely on is the round shield on his arm.

But he had no choice. He had to do this to make Xu Daizheng at the top of the city relax his vigilance.

"It's Lord Sima who is here in person, but does he have the general's order?" They both served under Lin Zhaoqing, and they had met each other several times, but they could recognize each other at a glance.

"This is a personal letter from the general." Kuang Zhonglei took out a letter from his arms and waved it towards the city.

He Kuang Zhonglei has a special skill, which is to imitate other people's handwriting. He has been practicing diligently these days, and his writing is very similar to Lin Zhaoqing's. It is difficult for a general like Xu Daizheng to distinguish the subtle differences.

A hanging basket was slowly lowered at the top of the city, and Kuang Zhonglei signaled Dou Ling, who was following him, to deliver the letter.

Seeing Dou Ling getting closer, Xu Daizheng at the top of the city sighed in his heart. After all, he was an old fox and he still didn't dare to take risks.

The moment Dou Ling put the letter into the hanging basket, dozens of people suddenly poured out of the city, holding large rocks and throwing them down the city. At the same time, hundreds of archers fired at Kuang Zhonglei.

Kuang Zhonglei made a decisive decision, turned over, hid on the side of the horse, and then covered himself with a shield to firmly protect his entire body.

Arrows fell all over the sky, but Kuang Zhonglei was unscathed. As soon as the arrows stopped, he immediately ran back. The soldiers at the rear immediately raised their shields and stepped forward to respond, and finally escaped.

As for Dou Ling, who was under the city, he was hit by a stone and had already lost his life. It's a pity that he didn't even become a general for a day, so he lost his life like this.

Kuang Zhonglei returned to the formation, feeling frightened for a moment. He was so close that he almost lost his life.

"Evacuate! Stay away!" Watching the bed crossbow at the top of the city move forward, Kuang Zhonglei retreated a hundred steps back.

They all marched in a hurry under the cover of night, without carrying any baggage. Moreover, they were stranded and lacked horses, and their combat power was extremely weak.

Pan Wushuang did not feel the slightest sadness about Dou Ling's death. Although everyone was in the same boat, they were already dissatisfied with Dou Ling who wanted to climb on top of him.

"General, our manpower is not enough to capture this city." If we want to capture She County, we will have no chance unless we add another 10,000 troops.

"Detour to Jixi!" Of course Kuang Zhonglei knew that the attack would not be successful. They were traveling lightly and had limited provisions, so they had to find a supply place as soon as possible.

Jixi County is the closest to here. If we march urgently, we can reach it tonight. However, we have already marched for dozens of miles and our morale is low. Kuang Zhonglei plans to find a safe place to rest for a while before arriving in Jixi County tomorrow.

Jixi is different from She County. It is the seat of state governance and is also an important military town.

, is just an ordinary small county town, with no more than a thousand old and weak troops stationed there.

Shezhou was a wealthy place in the Southern Tang Dynasty. Even the ordinary Jixi County could find enough food to support the six thousand elites under his command.

Now these six thousand elites are his biggest asset. Back then, Sun Yu could achieve this situation with thousands of recruits, and so could he.

The originally good plan went awry, Kuang Zhonglei's Xin'an Army Jiedushi was somewhat unworthy of his name, and Pan Wushuang's reward became even more slim.

The Xin'an Army, with low morale, left She County and headed towards Jixi.

Kuang Zhonglei also knows that such morale is extremely dangerous, but there is no good way. He has nothing now. No, he still has the will of the king, and hopes to use this to safely take over Jixi County.

Kuang Zhonglei held the march map in his hand and looked at the stream in front of him. It was only three feet wide. As long as he crossed this stream, he could enter Jixi territory.

The road he walked along was an official road, and there should have been a wooden bridge crossing it. It only took a moment for the army to cross it, but now what he saw in front of him was just a piece of scorched earth.

"General, this..., why don't we go further downstream? There is a bridge more than ten miles away." Pan Wushuang frowned. The dry food they carried with them in a hurry was enough for two or three days.

, must find supplies before running out of food.

It doesn't matter if the morale is low. Once we run out of food, it will be over.

"It's too late." Kuang Zhonglei put his hand on his forehead. He originally thought that after crossing the river, he would find a sheltered place to spend the night. He just needed to arrange some people to guard the bridge.

"Why is it too late?" Pan Wushuang was stunned. Just a wooden bridge was destroyed. Even if he didn't want to take a detour, he could build a simple floating bridge with some bamboo rafts.

"It is impossible for this bridge to catch fire on its own. It can only be thought of as arson. Then who set it on fire?" Kuang Zhonglei's interest was waning. He thought that his calculation was exquisite, but he never thought that it would fall into the eyes of others.

"Is that so? No, set up the formation quickly!" Pan Wushuang was horrified. If it was Lin Zhaoqing's arrangement, they might not be able to survive.

Just when Pan Wushuang was in formation, a large flag with the word "forest" in the character "Lin" was hoisted on the hills on both sides of the official road. Countless soldiers rushed down from the hills, blocking all their retreat routes.

"General, I am determined to fight to the death!" Pan Wushuang didn't believe it. Although they were exhausted from marching all night, the opponent was also no different.

Kuang Zhonglei was noncommittal and raised his head to look up the hillside. He saw Lin Zhaoqing stepping on a big rock on the top of the mountain and looking down at him, looking down from a high place with extraordinary aura.

"Master Kuang, if you could just retreat to Jixi, you could retreat safely. Why bother?" Lin Zhaoqing shook his head. We are all working together, so why do we need to do everything possible?

If the opponent had led his troops directly to retreat to Jixi River, they would have been able to cross the stream before he destroyed the bridge, and they would not have been blocked here.

"General Lin, I have no choice but to surrender. If you want to join the Sun thief, just go. This army and Shezhou belong to the Tang Dynasty, how can we give them all up?" Kuang Zhonglei shook his head. He had different ambitions. After all, he wanted to surrender.

Part ways.

"Under the command of the Duke of Fujian, the soldiers are well-fed and the people are well-fed and well-clothed, so what is a thief? Now the ruler of the country has been kidnapped by the Song Dynasty, and the King of Han is being supported as a puppet. I, Lin, cannot bear to say this. How can a real man live in this world and live a life of arrogance?

?" How could Li Congshan, who was now supported by the Song Dynasty, hold his head up in front of the Song Dynasty? Wouldn't it be even more unbearable for them as ministers?

"General Lin, what he said so nicely is just for the sake of power. After all, compared to the current leader of the country, the young

The King of Pingyang is easier to control, so why bother telling secrets in front of an enlightened person?" Kuang Zhonglei sneered. In recent years, the routine of establishing a young master and then usurping the throne was not uncommon.

"The people are the most important, the country is the second most important, and the king is the least important. As long as it is beneficial to all the people in the world, no matter how many tens of millions of them there are, I will go!" Lin Zhaoqing was unmoved. He did not really want to vote for King Pingyang, he wanted to vote for him.

It’s Sun Yu who deserves it, because only Sun Yu can let the people in this world live a life without worries about food and clothing.

Kuang Zhonglei held his breath in his chest. It was a great shame and humiliation for a martial artist to condescendingly lecture him on the principles of a sage.

"Master Kuang, please dismount and accept the surrender now. This general can put the blame in the past!" Lin Zhaoqing did not want to cause more killings. After all, not long ago, everyone was still fighting side by side.

Pan Wushuang had doubts. Under such circumstances, he really had no confidence in facing off against Lin Zhaoqing.

"General Lin, I am very curious. How many people can you bring here? If you want to fight, the Marquis of Huaiyin can do it, and I also want to try." Kuang Zhonglei knew that in the current situation, he had to give it a go, otherwise everything would be over.

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In a last-ditch battle, the Marquis of Huaiyin defeated the enemy's army of 200,000 with more than 10,000 people. Now Lin Zhaoqing, who is facing him, only has about 20,000 troops at most.

Pan Wushuang tightened his grip on the long knife in his hand. He could only take advantage of it. It was really hard to accept that he would give up like this.

Kuang Zhonglei's guess was correct. Lin Zhaoqing indeed only brought 20,000 people, and the rest were still stationed in Jiande. Lin Zhaoqing was confident that he could defeat the opponent three times, so this battle was not difficult.

"Since you are seeking death, don't blame me for being rude, kill him!"

Lin Zhaoqing didn't want to do this, but he had no choice. Since he had decided on the path, he had to go on firmly. With a wave of his hand, the army immediately attacked.

The seemingly tight defense was like a small boat in the huge waves under the impact of the army.

Kuang Zhonglei's expected tenacious fight showed no trace at all. Instead, he was defeated due to exhaustion and low morale.

Kuang Zhonglei boasted that he was familiar with the art of war, but he forgot that to defeat more with less, he must have strong morale and well-equipped equipment. In addition, the general must have sufficient cohesion, and usually must be surprised. Only if all the conditions are met are this possible.

With a "choking~" sound, Kuang Zhonglei drew out his long sword and stabbed directly into the armor.

Pan Wushuang, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed Kuang Zhonglei's wrist.

"General, why are you doing this? You can keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood." Pan Wushuang was startled, thinking that Kuang Zhonglei was going to kill himself.

"General Pan, let go quickly. I am preparing to remove my armor." Kuang Zhonglei was angry and ashamed. He didn't want to die yet. If he wanted to escape from this situation, he could only swim across the stream.

Kuang Zhonglei thought that he was good at water, and such a stream could not stop him at all. As long as he took off his armor, it would take half a stick of incense.

"Remove armor?" Pan Wushuang was a little stunned. He didn't play according to the routine.

"As long as I go to Jixi, I still have a chance to make a comeback." Kuang Zhonglei still holds the court's will. As long as Jixi doesn't have the same thoughts as Lin Zhaoqing, he will definitely obey his command.

"These brothers..." Pan Wushuang was reluctant to part with them. These were his foundation. Without this army, he would still be nothing but a general.

"If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. I believe what General Pan just said." Kuang Zhonglei said as he cut the ropes in the armor and threw the armor to the ground.
Chapter completed!