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Huang Yuan came back: "Yanhou, this is the topographic map of Jincheng I drew. There are more than [-] rebels in the city. The security is not strict. There is no discipline in the city. Several noble families in the city have been looted. ..."

Bai Jueyan's eyes flashed when he heard the words, and he said, "My lord, I would like to go into the city with Huang Yuan in disguise, and if necessary, mobilize all the gentry forces in the city to join forces to resist. If there is a civil strife in Jincheng, it will inevitably disperse part of the rebel forces. Strive to minimize the loss of our army's siege"

After Yan Ying got it, she looked at Tao Zhe and nodded, "That's the best, you pay attention to your own safety."

Several people discussed until midnight and arranged all the details.

The next day, at dawn, Huang Yuan took off his military armor and changed into the clothes of ordinary people. He and Bai Jueyan led a group of people pretending to be refugees and successfully sneaked into the city.

Outside the city of Jin, Yan Mo rode up on his horse, with the faint air of a mighty general who would crown the three armies, standing imposingly at the gate of the city, people dare not underestimate him.

"Who is the visitor?" On the city wall, Wang Jian stared closely at the visitor, as if he was looking for which side this young general belonged to. Then he saw that Yan Mo was young, with only about [-] soldiers. Some contempt.

With a red-tasseled spear, Yan Mo rode forward immediately to call for battle, and said arrogantly: "Wu that thief, my young master Yan Mo is here, hurry out of the city and surrender!"

Wang Jian was over half a century old, and he was originally a hunter. After joining the rebel army, he was unparalleled in bravery. When he heard this, he immediately became angry: "Come here, order three thousand troops, and follow me out of the city to meet the enemy."

Seeing Wang Jian leaving the city, Yan Mo grabbed the red-tasseled spear in one hand, and continued to curse: "Wang Jian, a traitorous minister and thief, you have finally given up your shell, so let me shoot you!"

"What a yellow-mouthed boy, let grandpa catch you, cut off your head and drink with you." Wang Jian pulled out the long knife slung across his waist, rode his horse forward, and swung it at Yan Mo.

Yan Mo picked up the first gear of the red-tasseled gun, and dodged sideways, the tiger's mouth trembled slightly, sighing secretly, this man has great strength.

Wang Jian failed in one blow, so he raised his long knife and slashed horizontally. Yan Mo saw that the red-tasseled gun took the opportunity to pierce through his lower abdomen.

The two went back and forth one by one, no one suffered a loss, and they rode their horses to fight again.

In the dense forest on the side, Yan Ying and Xing Jiang, who were watching the battle, stared closely at the two of them. This battle is the test of Yan Mo's acting skills. He has a reckless personality, and he doesn't know if he can succeed. With rich combat experience, as long as Yan Mo doesn't pay attention and let the other party notice the clues, this scene will be for nothing.

The two of them rode their horses into battle, as the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch is strong. Yan Mo took advantage of the unpreparedness and took advantage of the red-tasseled spear to be quick, accurate and ruthless, and shot straight at Wang Jian's left arm. The fighting spirit of winning, Wang Jian's arm was stabbed with blood, Xu Shi was aroused by a young man, and immediately shouted: "Good boy, eat me!"

The machete on one side slashed down, and there was only a click, and the red-tasseled spear was split into two pieces, and the rebels behind them immediately shouted in cheers: "The general is mighty!"

Encouraged, Wang Jian's momentum increased greatly. With the long knife in his hand, he seized the opportunity to snatch the tip of Yan Mo's red-tasseled gun. The knife in his hand swung imperceptibly. My own weapon was seized, I was fighting at close range, I was busy avoiding it, my momentum was gone, and I was getting weaker, with cold sweat on my forehead, regret in my eyes, a clumsy return of the carbine, throwing out the remaining half of the gun barrel, and turning around Then run.

"That's it for today, let's do it another day"

Yan Mo rode a horse, and beckoned a group of soldiers to leave. Wang Jian's eyes widened. The boy was playing a rogue, and a duck that reached his mouth could make you fly away. This is impossible.

"Don't leave, thief, come, come and follow me in pursuit, capture Yan Mo alive, then I will ask the commander for credit and reward."

Wang Jian has been guarding the city for many days, and his bones are lazy. The battle with Yan Mo can be said to be at its peak, and the fun is over. The enemy general still wants to be captured, and it is best to live.

At the moment, he led an army of three thousand, and went straight to the direction where Yan Mo fled.

Little did they know, this step of his just fell into the trap set by military advisor Tao Zhe for him.

On the narrow path, there are dense forests on the left and right sides, and there are cliffs on the top. Yan Mo's march in front of him was a little slower. If it was normal, Wang Jian might be more cautious, but now he is passionate and eager to win. The enemy general Yan Mo is close He was so close, he couldn't care less.

Yan Mo hung him unhurriedly, and waited until Wang Jian led the army into the Yangchang trail, then speeded up and marched, goodbye, you.

At this moment, countless stones rolled down from the cliff. Wang Jian had a premonition that something was wrong, and wanted to retreat, but he saw soldiers emerging from the left and right sides blocking the retreat, while the stones in front were about to go out and block them. .

The rolling stones hit the soldiers' heads mercilessly, and in an instant, there were only more than 1000 soldiers left, and the rest hurried back, but they didn't know that the arrows and crossbows behind them had harvested half of their lives. It was definitely a dilemma. Wang Jian was hit by a stone on his left arm, and the ninja was in pain. He shouted in despair: "Back, back!"

Yan Mo saw that Wang Jian rushed out of the predicament even though both of his arms were seriously injured, and couldn't help asking: "No wonder the military adviser said that Wang Jian is brave. Now that he has gone out, is it possible to turn the situation around?"

On the top of the cliff, Tao Zhe waved his fan and said, "No, if there are reinforcements, there may be a chance to break through, but at this moment, Jincheng is besieged by the Lord's army, and Wang Jian will die if he does not wait for the reinforcements. Disintegrated, our army occupies the right time, the right place, and the harmony of people, this is the victory."

"When the two armies confront each other, the temperament of the general is the most important. The position of the chief general is to strengthen the morale of the army. The two of you have similar temperaments. It is best for you to attract Wang Jian. If you can't, you can only win by surprise. seek other ways"

Yan Mo squeezed the red-tasseled spear in his hand and said: "Military Master, let me take his life."

Tao Zhe nodded and smiled, looking at the back of Yan Mo's leaving, secretly said: "A general's breakthrough can be realized in an instant, and it is also beneficial for the two generals to learn from each other. I think this time, young general Yan's kung fu is even better."

Wang Jian watched the soldiers fall one by one, the horses under his crotch were dead, and there were more and more enemy troops around him. The hope in his heart was gradually extinguished. He tightened the knife in his hand and laughed loudly. : "Grandpa is coming"

Damn it, work hard, kill one to make money, and two to earn.

When Yan Mo rode over, he saw Wang Jian, who was beheading soldiers one after another, was still stubbornly resisting. He couldn't help but waved off the surrounding soldiers, got off the horse, stretched his legs, and raised his gun.

This was their last blow. The knife in Wang Jian's hand reached Yan Mo's head, but he couldn't get in any more. Yan Mo's red-tasseled spear pierced Wang Jian's throat straight, and bright red blood flowed down the red-tasseled gun shaft. flowed out.

At the gate of Jincheng, Xing Jiang led [-] soldiers, and Yan Ying gave an order: "Siege the city!"

Xing Jiang was the vanguard this time, leading the army to attack, and thousands of soldiers began to rush out in an orderly manner.

All around Yan Ying were archers, aiming at the rebels on the city wall.

The siege battle started, and not long after, Yan Mo held up a bloody head and shouted: "Wang Jian's head is here, you surrender quickly, put down your weapons, and spare his life. Those who resist stubbornly will not be spared!" !"