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Over the city of Anyang, the blood is shining.

The war has been burning from morning to evening, still exalted and never extinguished.

The blood of the sky is shining with the sunset glow of the sky.

Like a dream, like a fantasy.

Such as crying, such as the lawsuit.

In the midst of the war, the inconspicuous Anyang City always stood still.

Lian Po rides in the battle, the brow is locked.

The tenacity of the enemy is simply beyond his imagination. Throughout the afternoon, three or four times, the army almost took down the wall, and again and again, was repulsed.

It’s the Iron Army.

Lian Po thinks of the Jiangdong warriors who had previously fought on the frontal battlefield. Perhaps they can only be compared with the enemy in front of them.

Feelings of sorrow, the cheap brow is wrinkled more tightly. Although the Lord did not clarify anything, he did not blame anything, but Lian Po could feel that the Lord’s dissatisfaction with the war situation was dissatisfied with his integrity.

The 30,000-strong army stormed an afternoon and couldn’t take a small Anyang city.

Drag on again, fearing change!

In just one afternoon, there were more than seven thousand soldiers killed. Such a big casualty is really terrible. At the foot of the west wall of Anyang City, it turned into a sinister morgue, and the blood flowed into the river.

Groups of vultures hovering in the sky, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Under the **** light map, even the evening glow, it looks enchanting.

The hovering vultures, in the background of the sunset, flashed red light in the eyes. Under the influence of blood gas, some vultures have become violent, and they must be desperate to fly down and eat "delicious".

On the head of the city, the flag of the leader of the mountains and seas is still fluttering in the wind, never fades, and more and more vivid.

The guardian of the flag, the soldier of Yu Linwei, is equally standing.

In this campaign, there are only a few 1400 family guards left, leaving only a few unique seedlings.

The elites brought by Baihua and Feng Pianhuang are also suffering heavy losses. Compared with Yu Linwei, they are not weak in combat strength. The weak ones are morale and blood.

Three thousand Yu Lin, now has a common military soul. The scarlet figure that stands still is the soul of their army. Since that moment, every member of the Yulinwei is willing to die for Junhou.

I don’t regret it.

On this day, there were another 500 Lin Wei, who left forever.

The red sun sinks and the last sunset glows into the distant sky.

The night is coming.

Lian quite sighed, "Remove the army!"

"promise!"

In the middle of the rumble, the soldiers who were still siege were retreating like a tide. When they passed by the corpses of their comrades, the rest of them were only fortunate, and there was endless exhaustion.

They can't imagine that the enemy on the wall seems to be never tired.

The veteran was cheap, and finally took a look at the city, turned the horse's head, and turned to walk towards the camp.

Tomorrow, tomorrow morning, no matter what the price, he must win the city of Anyang.

In the eyes of veteran Lian, the flash of murder.

Anyang City, the city government.

Ouyang Yu, who was worshipped and sang by the soldiers, was once counted down in the city's main government, and there was no more heroic.

The white birch and the phoenix phoenix two women, carefully treated him with wounds, distressed.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, Ouyang’s painful yelling was that Feng Pianhuang took a shot on his wound.

"Let you be able to!"

In the eyes of Feng Pian phoenix, a trace of tears flashed.

Drunk and red, heavy love.

Young lang, when I sigh.

Plug in the flute, sandbar.

Red tears, pulling the intestines.

Modao is young and fluent, not seen, and tears.

It is white birch, and I also complain a lot about Ouyang Yi.

"Without clothes, you know, how important is it to Shanhaicheng, to Shanhaimeng, and even to the entire Qin Dynasty camp!! The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, this truth, need me to talk about it?"

"I understand naturally, but..."

"No, but it's a big deal. We are withdrawing from Anyang City. We have still had the upper hand when we beat it. There is no need to bet on it."

"That's right!"

Phoenix Prison phoenix followed the reconciliation and looked dissatisfied.

Ouyang Yu shook his head and said: "What is the word? You know, once you miss this opportunity, how long will it take to set up a strategic goal. How many people will die in this period?"

Silence, silence like silence.

Not how great they are, sorrow and sorrow.

But on the death list, there must be their warriors, and they still have a big head.

The war is so cruel.

For a long time, Ouyang Yu broke the silence and said: "This time the imperial dust strikes, there must be a high-level person behind it. This is the case, we can not let the emperor get the dust. Otherwise, who wins and who is negative, really not Say."

"Supreme?"

"Not bad. The bureau under the white cloth, how concealed, but this person broke the word."

"a?"

"You think about it, who will be able to follow the wrist in the anti-Qin camp?"

"Wu Qi?"

"No." Ouyang Yu shook his head. "If it is Wu Qi, it is not the dust of the emperor, but the hegemony."

"It's him?"

Suddenly, the white birch and the phoenix prisoner were shocked and thought of one person.

The two women were also well-informed. At that time, the lords were all knowledge of historical knowledge. One guess was one.

Ouyang Yu nodded and said: "Yes, it is Han Xin."

Feng Pianhuang said with conviction: "How are you so sure?"

"Because it is the dust of the emperor." Ouyang said with a certainty: "Dust dust as a representative of a stranger, only he has the conditions to contact Han Xin."

Ouyang Yi was a four-person representative, and he was familiar with the authority of the representative.

"Maybe it is cheap?"

Feng Pianhuang is still not convinced.

"Lianpeng? Lian quite can think of it, it will not come to attack Anyang City now."

Ouyang Yu’s eyes are uncertain.

Although Lian Po has been ranked among the top four in the Warring States period, there are still some gaps between the two.

"It makes sense."

"Han Xin, that's a fierce man." Ouyang's eyes flashed a hint of envy, saying: "I really want him to slap on the white, this sly, maybe how long it will take."

"So, tomorrow must be supported by Wang Lijun."

Ouyang Yu is firm in tone.

The two women of Baihua, who are silent, can no longer say the words of persuasion.

"No clothes, can we help anything?"

"can!"

Ouyang Yi language is amazing.

"You said!"

The spirit of the two women was shocked and could not wait.

"You forgot, there are four fierce people in our team." Ouyang Yi smiled and said: "If they are willing to come forward, our chances will be a little bigger."

"Yeah, how to forget Zhou Bo!"

"Ha! There are three fierce players to join, isn’t it better than a tiger?"

"Don't be too happy." Ouyang Yan shook his head and had to pour cold water. He said: "Their knots are not so easy to unravel."

"Do not worry, give it to us!"

Feng Pianhuang is full of confidence, she can't do it, she is still very confident.

In the eyes of the birch, it is also a flash of fine mans.

"Then I will wait and see."

"Humph!"

Feng Pianhuang turned proudly, took the white birch, and left the study together.

After the two women left, a young military officer entered the study.

"Jun Hou!"

It was the intelligence officer of the Military Intelligence Division who accompanied him. He looked at the eyes of Jun Hou and was full of worship. The action of Jun Hou in the afternoon has been spread throughout the army.

"Where Wang Lijun is there, can you reply?"

"Have!"

The intelligence officer handed in a reply from Wang.

Ouyang Yu opened it and his brow stretched slightly.

Wang Li set a military order in the letter. Before tomorrow afternoon, the 50,000 Pioneer must arrive in Anyang City.

"Go on!"

"promise!"

The intelligence officer retired, and Ouyang’s face flashed a bit of anxiety. Although the battle during the day wins, it is only a tragic victory. Even if it can resist tomorrow morning, Yu Linwei will be disabled.

More importantly, he is now exposed and exposed to the anti-Qin camp. Ouyang Yu couldn't think of it. The tens of thousands of troops would be the scene of besieging Anyang City.

In that case, he can only abandon the city and flee.

Otherwise, once caught, it will be lost.

Difficult!

So difficult, how to crack?

Retreat, retreat; keep, and can't keep it.

No matter, let's give it a white headache. His task is to stick to it.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Yu swiped a pen and wrote a secret letter to Bai Qi. In the letter, Ouyang Yu gave a detailed introduction to today's war situation and Wang Lijun's movements.

Ouyang Yan said that he would stick to Anyang City until the reinforcements arrived. As for the task of pinning Xiang Yu’s army, it is responsible for it.

Presumably, I will think of a way.

After all, Ouyang Yu only wants to fight for half a day.

Under the night, the hustle and bustle of Anyang City restored peace.

All the ugliness is covered by the night.

Outside the city, the Dust Department camp.

Emperor dust alone, staying in the account, drinking wine.

A huge sense of frustration, through the spirit of wine, rushing to God's heart.

Emperor Dust did not expect that the ace of the Shanhai City was so powerful. Compared with them, he is proud of the elite, it is not a shit.

The most desperate in the world is not to rival the opponent, but to turn over a mountain, thinking that he has caught up with his opponent, only to find that his opponent has climbed a higher mountain.

The mountain is up.

No!

In the dust of the emperor, the fierce light flashed.

According to his observations, according to today's posture, even tomorrow, the army may not be able to capture Anyang City.

The dust did not dare to gamble again.

If you are so confident, then you should face the army!

I thought of this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Emperor's hard work, and soon wrote a secret letter.

After thinking about it, he wrote another second letter.

"Come on!"

"in!"

"This letter, sent to the generals overnight, is an emergency military situation."

"promise!"

Emperor Dust took out the second secret letter and said: "Give this letter to General Han."

"understand!"

The guardian is the absolute confidant of the dust, knowing the existence of Han Xin.

"Go!"

The dust of the emperor waved his hand and his eyes were inexplicable.

Tomorrow, it is another battle of the tip of the eye. (To be continued.) Mobile users please browse and read, a better reading experience.