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Chapter 239 Confrontation
Flames rose in the urn.

Black smoke shot straight into the blue and clean sky of Xiping.

In the flames, the figure twisted crazily, howled, and finally fell down.

A pungent burnt smell irritated everyone.

"Whoa—"

The soldier who was throwing the kerosene barrel couldn't bear it anymore, and knelt in front of the pheasant plate and vomited.

Yang Zheng's heart was also trembling, but there was no expression on his face.

He can't afford to lose this war, and if he loses, more people will face such bad luck.

Deng Ai is definitely not a soft-hearted person, with the accumulated hatred now, if Yang Zheng and his family fall into his hands, I am afraid that he will not be able to survive.

Yang Zheng just watched quietly as the fire in the Wengcheng was extinguished little by little.

The corpses are stacked together in various twisted and weird postures, as if they are embracing, as if they are tearing...

Although the flames were extinguished, wisps of black smoke were still rising from their bodies, like souls of the dead.

"kill!"

The violent shouting brought Yang Zheng back to reality.

Generals such as Meng Yu, Liu Heng, Gong Feizhi, Luo Huzi, Meng Guan, etc. were still fighting bloody battles on the city wall.

The enemy howled and fell off the wall.

Bows and arrows, raging wood, kerosene, and rolling stones all smashed down the city.

In this era, defending the city has considerable advantages.

When Deng Aijun came from afar, he was attacked by Yang Zheng, and his morale was taken away.

The siege battle is gradually coming to an end.

Without siege equipment, only relying on ants and bravery, the city cannot be broken.

After the enemy retreated, a layer of corpses accumulated under the city wall.

The city walls and the ground have been stained blood red.

The tragedy in the Wengcheng brought a glimmer of gloom to this small victory.

Deng Aijun retreated dozens of steps behind the moat, and dozens of people who had discarded their helmets and armor were escorted to the front of the formation. Some were crying loudly, some were roaring again and again, and some were hanging their heads in resignation...

The Swordsman stood behind them.

The messenger rode his horse and waved the command flag and shouted loudly: "Cut!"

The knives and axes fell, human heads rolled, and blood sprayed on the yellow-brown ground.

The second group of people was taken out again, including generals, Qiang people, soldiers, and young and strong peasants.

Struggling and crying, begging for mercy and cursing, but the head still fell to the ground.

Suddenly, there was silence on the city wall.

The city was also unusually quiet.

It's as if everything is forbidden.

Only the slightly chilly spring breeze hummed, and the vultures, attracted by the bloody smell, chirped in the sky.

"Deng Ai is so cruel and ruthless, he will not let his own people go!" Meng Guan was amazed.

Liu Heng, who has always been arrogant, also stared blankly at the corpses under the city.

Until now, they didn't know what kind of opponent they were facing.

Deng Ai's ruthlessness is also among the best in history books.

Others are only cruel to the enemy, but Deng Ai is also cruel to himself.

The third group of people was pushed out again, more than the first two groups, their clothes were stripped, and they kneeled in a straight line in front of the moat naked,
However, standing behind them is not a swordsman, but a whip-wielding soldier.

The messengers roared past, the long whips fell, and the air was torn apart by screams one after another.

Many people couldn't bear it, and fell headfirst into the bloody mud, and were immediately picked up by soldiers to continue beating.

pop, pop, pop...

Yang Zheng couldn't help but gasped.

He secretly thought that burning the urn city by himself was nothing compared to Deng Ai.

But after Deng Ai's crazy self-mutilation, the enemy camp was completely silenced.

The momentum also changed accordingly.

"This battle is not easy." Yang Zheng said to himself in his heart.

Today's small victory was nothing more than deliberate calculation and inadvertently grasping Deng Ai's weakness of impatience and arrogance, and making a decisive assault with the strongest personal guard battalion to take advantage of it.

So far, Deng Ai will be Yang Zheng's most difficult enemy.

The real war has just begun.

Two or three days later, more and more young and strong Qiang Di Han people were recruited.

Barracks rose from the ground one after another, tightly surrounding Po Qiang.

Yang Zheng tried several times to attack, but the opponent was well prepared.

Each wins and loses, but it doesn't affect the overall situation.

Fortunately, Jiuyingying has a secret passage leading to the outside of the city, so that the news of breaking Qiang City will not be cut off.

Both Zhang Te and Du Yu have returned from the West Sea and are gathering slave troops.

Jishi Mountain remained silent.

Wuwei in the north is even more calm.

The Shu army put on a three-way offensive posture to attract Guo Huai's Yongliang main force.

Lu Zhi called Peng Hu back to Xidu in the name of Peng Qingchan, but Peng Hu actually went to Xidu alone.

Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he thought, the highlight of the Northwest drama was actually between himself and Deng Ai.

If it wins, Xiping will take an important step forward, and war has dividends.

If it is defeated, there is no need to say anything, and the interior will definitely fall apart.

But as long as fate is in your own hands, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The battlefield is actually very fair, everyone has a chance...

Luoyang is also bathed in spring.

Both inside and outside the city are full of vitality.

Sima and his son fought quickly, so that the city was not affected too much.

The people soon praised the virtuousness of the Taifu and the general of Fujun.

Sima and his son ruled over Cao Shuang's arrogance and extravagance.

Xin Chang, who originally joined Cao Shuang's army, was still pardoned by Sima Yi after he escaped from the city and joined Cao Shuang.

Talents excluded by Cao Shuang, such as Fu Gu, Lu Yu, and Wang Su, were all recruited under Sima Shi's command.

Many generals who were originally loyal to the Cao family gradually turned to Sima and his son.

Zhong Hui, Jia Chong, Wei Guan and others successively became Sima division's staff.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the warm pavilion, and Sima Yi's complexion became worse and worse, "I have already said, Yongliang should not be messed up, why didn't you listen?"

After finishing speaking, Sima Yi had a series of weak coughs.

Sima Shi lightly supported his back, "A Deng Ai, a Hu family, and a Chen Tai, can't they win mere Xiping?"

"That's why you want to get rid of Xiahou Taichu?" Sima Yi's deep voice was like a ghost whispering.

And this voice pierced Sima Shi's heart, "The only pillar left in the Cao family is Xia Houxuan."

"Xia Houxuan's reputation is too great. If you kill him, the world will no longer be peaceful." Sima Yi's eyes were so dark that people dare not look directly at them.

Master Sima bowed his head and remained silent.

Sima Yi sighed and said: "Deng Ai is a sharp sword, but you used it too early. If you lose this battle, the situation in Yongliang will change, and the situation in the world will also change secretly. Guo Huai's deployment of troops to go to Ying is already an act of alienation. Although the plan is clumsy, it has achieved initial results..."

"Even if there is no such plan to alienate, how can Guo Huai guard the key points in the pass?" Master Sima covered Sima Yi with a brocade quilt, "it is a good thing to use troops in the northwest."

"Heh, heh..." Sima Yi seemed to be coughing and smiling at the same time.

"At least my son already knows who is available and who is not. You might as well make the Northwest more chaotic. Guo Huai, as the governor of Yongliang, if he can't control the situation, he will be to blame!"

"My son should think about it, be careful..."

(End of this chapter)