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In the middle of the night, Wei Yan led the Changsha army to rush out.

Cooperating with the Yuzhou army, they surrounded the Xiangyang reinforcements on all sides.

In the loose temporary camp, Cai Mao learned the news too late.

He rushed out of the big tent in dishevel and found that the whole camp had already been engulfed in flames.

The flames were getting higher and higher, as if they were going to engulf the entire camp.

"How... How is it possible?"

Cai Mao, with his eyes wide open, couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

It was as if he had experienced the biggest nightmare in his sleep.

"General, let's run! It will be too late if we are late!"

The personal soldiers on the side tried their best to pull Cai Mao, who was frozen in place, so that he could recover a little.

Reluctance and shock filled Cai Mao's heart.

Then came the panic.

He didn't know how to report to Liu Biao when he returned to Xiangyang even if he escaped from here.

Could he still say that he was ambushed halfway?

They were captured before they even reached Changsha City or saw the enemy?

Perhaps they thought they had lived long enough.

No matter how good-tempered Liu Biao was or how close he was to Liu Biao, he would be chopped off on the spot.

Every battle is a minor matter.

Cai Mao fled under the cover of his personal soldiers, constantly thinking about the reasons for his defeat.

"Xiangyang reinforcements surrender immediately!"

Wei Yan's loud roar echoed throughout the camp under the double reflection of the moonlight and the firelight.

"You have been surrounded by 50,000 Changsha troops!"

"There is no way to retreat now!"

"We are all from Jingzhou!"

"I don't want to kill you."

"As long as you throw away your weapons, kneel on the ground and wait for the Changsha soldiers to take over, you can save your lives!"

"Our Changsha army will never abuse prisoners."

"Moreover, following Yuzhou Mu Liu Bei Liu Xuande, we can fight against local tyrants and divide land together."

"In the future, everyone will be a farmer with their own land!"

The roar continued to sound in the camp, over and over again.

Not only Wei Yan was roaring, but his soldiers were also roaring.

In the chaotic camp, many Xiangyang soldiers had no fighting spirit at all.

There were either fires or enemy soldiers holding weapons all around, which made them feel that they were at the end of the road.

"Surrender! I surrender!" A general in the Xiangyang army took the lead in throwing away his weapons and kneeling on the ground.

With the leader, the others quickly followed.

With the sound of weapons falling, a group of Xiangyang soldiers knelt down.

Facing the enemy troops coming from all directions, they dared not make any unusual movements.

Fearing that the enemy would attack them.

They just wanted to survive.

As for the shouting of beating the local tyrants and dividing the land, they just listened.

Officials always shout out various conditions, but they are not implemented in the end.

As long as they can survive, it is better than anything else.

In the camp, more and more soldiers choose to surrender.

Wei Yan led the soldiers to receive prisoners.

The degree of smooth progress of the war was simpler than he imagined.

Let Wei Yan feel a little heroic.

This is the life he wants.

Conquer the battlefield, instead of staying in a small place and doing nothing.

After interrogating the prisoners and obtaining the direction of the escape of the Jingzhou commander, Wei Yan immediately led his soldiers to rush.

Before leaving the camp, he found the Jingzhou army fighting desperately all the way.

The Changsha soldiers were not afraid of the Jingzhou army who were fighting to the death.

Two waves of equally desperate soldiers fought together, and people kept falling in a pool of blood.

The blood splashed brightly under the light of the fire.

Wei Yan looked and saw that there were people in armor who were protected in the Jingzhou group.

Holding a big knife, he shouted loudly: "The thief will die!"

"Dare to kill my Changsha soldiers, I will take your life!"

Before he finished speaking, he led the charge.

The rest of the Changsha soldiers followed closely, and were infected by Wei Yan's momentum of taking the lead.

He shouted and rushed towards the enemy formation.

Cai Mao, who was protected by his personal soldiers, trembled in his legs.

When have I seen such a scene? The soldiers were screaming, and they were definitely not afraid of their lives.

When can soldiers fight so hard?

Did the Changsha soldiers eat chicken blood?

Why is it so?

Cai Mao couldn't figure it out.

The Changsha soldiers in front of him kept falling down in the fight, but no one turned around and ran away.

Not to mention collapse, there was not even the slightest cowardice and retreat.

Even more eager to fight.

They rushed forward more fiercely than before.

If the words shouted by those soldiers were not in the southern dialect of Jingzhou, he would never believe that these desperate soldiers came from Changsha.

He knew how cowardly the local soldiers in Jingzhou were.

Wei Yan took the lead and charged into the enemy's formation.

The big knife in his hand flew up and down, cutting several people in a row.

The Jingzhou army, which was in high momentum, was killed on the spot.The screams were endless.

No one could match Wei Yan.

In a short time, Wei Yan rushed forward while killing, and came to Cai Mao.

"I surrender!!"

With a simple cry, Cai Mao knelt on the ground.

The big knife in Wei Yan's hand stopped at the place where Cai Mao's head was stabbed.

Cold sweat slid down Cai Mao's cheek.

Even though the blade was still some distance away from him, he could already feel the sharpness of the blade.

If it was swung down, it would definitely cut him in half.

"Tie him up! Send two soldiers to watch over him!" Wei Yan received it and ordered in a deep voice.

"Don't let this enemy general run away."

A soldier on the side responded, holding a rope and stepped forward, and without saying a word, he started to fight with fists and feet.

Cai Mao was beaten so hard that he begged for mercy again and again.

The rope was tied up and tied tightly, and the two soldiers threw Cai Mao aside.

"If you dare to move, I will make a hole in your body!"

The soldiers' vicious words made Cai Mao dare not move at all.

He knelt on the ground obediently.

Wei Yan led the Changsha soldiers to collect the Xiangyang captives in the camp.

The captives tied into strings were divided into many teams, and under the mixture of night light and firelight, they were dragged to the wilderness outside the camp for custody.

Dawn broke.

The Changsha soldiers who fought in the middle of the night were not tired at all.

The huge victory made them unable to restrain their joy in their hearts.

Although some were injured and some were covered in blood, they still had a cheerful smile on their faces.

Because before the war, Liu Bei promised that there would be rewards after the victory.

Being able to get more land.

Moreover, those who performed well in the battle can be trained first.

Still focus on training.

This made the Changsha soldiers perform desperately in this battle.

Wei Yan was also very excited after the victory in the first battle.

But he had a stern face and showed no expression when inspecting the prisoners.

He was so cold that he seemed to turn a blind eye to the great victory.

He counted the number of people and cleaned the battlefield.

Wei Yan showed the qualities of an outstanding general.

He sent people back to Changsha to report the victory.

He led the soldiers to escort the prisoners and then returned.

The mighty team, carrying the captured prisoners and supplies, headed towards Changsha.

The soldiers in Changsha sang and laughed.

It was in stark contrast to the dejected prisoners from Xiangyang who were tied up in a string.