Wu Gong was deploying defense under the command headquarters, but he did not notice the arrows shot from the city. The guards beside him were also attracted by the giant kite above his head and forgot to guard. Eight feathered arrows roared, and the two guards standing in front of Wu Gong were caught at the same time and fell to the ground with screams.

Hearing the screams, Wu Gong turned his head and saw a few feathered arrows flying over. He couldn't help but feel a terrified heart, and a hint of ominousness rose.

There are traitors in the fortress!

The situation was obvious. Liang Xiao and others were still under the fortress and could not see him at all. It was impossible for them to shoot so many arrows at him at the same time. Those who have the conditions to do so can only see him on the city wall, and only those on the city wall can see him and confirm his position.

I am not afraid of strong enemies, but I am afraid of traitors. Judging from the situation of these arrows, there are probably more than one or two people.

Wu Gong was furious and swept his eagle-like eyes at the archers on the city wall. At the same time, he raised his hand, preparing to order his personal guards to come forward to kill and control the situation. The situation was urgent, so he would rather kill by mistake than let go.

However, his raised hands were stunned in the air, and the orders that rushed to his mouth were not released for a long time. Wherever he could see, the archers on the city wall were all looking at him, and the arrows pointed to the air, and no one looked at him.

Who is it?

Just as Wu Gong was searching for the traitor nervously, the arrow shot by Liang Xiao flew to the ground, and another personal guard fell to the ground. Wu Gong also got an arrow, hitting the shoulder. The remaining force on the arrow made him unstable and staggered back two steps until he leaned against the stone wall.

Just before Wu Gong's eyes, three or four arrows hit the stone wall, and sparks flew everywhere.

Wu Gong suddenly felt a stern. He pulled out the arrow on his shoulder, stared at the bloody arrow, and took a breath of air conditioning.

The arrows are polished exquisitely, extremely sharp, exuding a sharp beauty.

This is not the arrow of the Wusun people. The Wusun people cannot create such a good arrow. This is the arrow that only the Han people have.

The Han people went to the city? Wu Gong's head buzzed, his legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground with one leg. His knee hit the ground, which hurt his heart and lungs, but Wu Gong didn't feel it. Less than half an hour after the battle, the Han people went to the city. Can the fortress still be defended?

How did they come up and where? Wu Gong raised his head and looked around anxiously.

No, there is no shadow of a Han man.

Although the north wind was blowing tightly and cutting his face like a knife, Wu Gong's forehead still had beads of sweat the size of beans. His face was pale, his heart was beating like a drum, and the cool air surged to the back of his head, making him feel cold all over his body.

On the hillside, Liang Xiao frowned slightly. He shot eight arrows and vaguely heard a few screams, but he didn't know if he shot Wu Gong. Wu Gong's voice was gone. Should he die or hide?

He held the arrow, slowed his breath and listened intently.

While Wu Gong was looking for the Han army at the top of the city, Pang Shuo and the other two grabbed the fighter plane, made a gesture to each other, shouted loudly, grabbed the rope with their left hand, pulled the rope around their waists with their right hand, and began to descend.

According to the previous drill, when they were about ten steps away from the ground, they threw down a cow piss with a large amount of wood ash. The cow piss fell to the ground and exploded, and the wood ash inside flew everywhere, blocking the Wusun people's sight.

Although the ash in the wood was quickly blown away by the wind at the top of the city, it was enough for Pang Shuo and others to land. In the blink of an eye, the three of them fell to the ground like magic weapons. As soon as their feet touched the ground, they immediately loosened the rope, waved their long swords, entered the flock of sheep, and broke into the Wusun crowd.

The swords were flying, the swords were shining, and the Wusun people screamed repeatedly. In a moment, several people were killed and defeated.

"Design! Design!" Pang Shuo shouted while slashing his sword.

"Big tiger, old cow, come here quickly! Come here quickly!" Liu Qing shouted repeatedly.

When Pang Shuo saw that Liu Qing was dancing with one hand and holding the other hand on the ground. After working hard for several times, he couldn't stand up. It seemed that he had broken his leg. He didn't dare to be negligent and immediately shouted: "Old cow, get closer to me, get closer to me." As he said that, he ran towards Liu Qing.

The old giant shouted, "Here, here." While saying that, he waved his sword and slashed and leaned over to Pang Shuo and Liu Qing. The Wusun people were still in shock and were cut by them, so they didn't dare to come forward to stop them.

The three of them leaned together, and the old cow waved his long sword and stopped him in front. Pang Shuo pulled Liu Qing and asked, "How is it?"

"It seems that the left leg is broken, it's not intrusive." Liu Qing stood up and said loudly, "Old Niu, go open the door with Dahu. I'm not intrusive."

"Can you do it?"

"It's okay!" Liu Qing held the knife in both hands, shook it hard, and the long knife buzzed. "Isn't it just that one leg was broken? I can kill all these Hu dogs with one hand."

"Okay!" Pang Shuo responded: "Old Niu, come with me!" After that, he danced his long sword and rushed to the city.

The Wusun people were stunned for a moment, then they woke up like a dream, roared in unison, and killed Pang Shuo and others. Pang Shuo and the old cow covered each other, danced their long swords like windmills, and rushed down the city with unstoppable momentum. Liu Qing was not willing to be outdone, leaning against the city wall, dancing swords with both hands, and killing two Wusun soldiers who rushed up one after another.

Seeing his companion being slashed by his opponent two pieces, the corpse was scattered on the spot, and blood was flowing all over the ground, the Wusun people were so scared that they were no longer looking at each other. What kind of knife is this? How could it be so powerful and lethal?

There was a chaotic mass on the city and Wu Gong was woken up by his personal guards. He looked around and saw Liu Qing fighting hard against the wall, but could not see the other two people. He heard the shouts of killing under the city, and then realized that the situation was critical. He glanced at Liu Qing and his heart suddenly sank. At least five corpses were lying in front of Liu Qing. Although the remaining people were surrounding him and shouting loudly, no one dared to come forward to fight. It was obvious that he was afraid of Liu Qing's killing.

Wu Gong was furious and ordered his personal guards to come forward to fight and kill Liu Qing.

The two personal guards carried their swords and stepped forward, full of murderous intent.

Liu Qing sneered, held the knife in both hands, used his waist strength, and slashed the long sword down. The guard on the left raised the shield with his left hand, raised the knife with his right hand, and stabbed it quietly under the shield. Before the tip of the knife touched Liu Qing's pneumatic armor, Liu Qing's long sword had already roared down, slashed the shield into two pieces with one knife, and cut off the guard's neck. The guard screamed in pain and fell to the right. The guard on the right was blocked and his steps stopped. Liu Qing stabbed the long sword forward and hit his throat.

One sword and two lives.

Wu Gong was stunned. He then realized that the five soldiers who had fallen to the ground had extremely bad deaths. They either had broken arms or legs. They were almost fatal injuries, and they were all killed with one knife, as well as two broken shields, a cut-off spear, with neat breaks, and obviously they were cut off by a knife.

Wu Gong looked at Liu Qing again, his scalp getting numb.

A soldier with a broken leg had such combat power, and how would the other two be invincible? Most of the soldiers in the fortress were on the city, and there were only a few people under the city who were rolling wood and rocks. Can they block these two opponents who were like wolves and tigers?

The answer to Wugong was a few screams, and then the gate of the fortress was pushed open, making a squeaking sound.

The fortress was broken!

Wu Gong's mind was blank. After a moment, he woke up like a dream and let out a desperate roar.

"No"

Liang Xiao saw the door open under the fortress and was about to call Tu Niuer and others to rush into the fortress. He responded to Pang Shuo and others. Suddenly, he heard the familiar scream. He stopped without thinking, pulled out his bow, and shot four arrows in a row.

Four armor-breaking arrows roared, one of which hit Wu Gong's chest and the other hit Wu Gong's face.

Wu Gong's scream stopped abruptly. He took two steps back, climbed over the city wall, and landed on the ground with a loud bang. He died with all his life.

Liu Qing saw it clearly, and couldn't help but open his eyes and murmured to himself.

"Damn, this is the real sound shooting technique."

Wugong was shot and killed by Liang Xiao when he heard the sound. The fortress gate opened. The Wusun people completely collapsed and had no intention of fighting. They all put down their weapons and fell to the ground. Liang Xiao, Tu Niuer and others rushed into the fortress first, and then Cui Liu, Alexander and others rushed in.

Tuxise entered the door last. As soon as he entered the door, he rushed to Liang Xiao, held Liang Xiao's hand in both hands, and shook it hard. "General, I am convinced, I am really convinced. You can take it down with such a strong fortress as the Bingling Fortress without any use for an hour. General is really a god."

Liang Xiao laughed. "Luck, luck. Leader, see, is this Wu Gong's head?"

Tuxise glanced at him and nodded repeatedly. "Yes, it's him, it's him. He was killed too?"

"He was shot by the general with an arrow." Liu Qing walked over with a knife and said vividly how Liang Xiao shot Wu Gong when he heard the sound. Tuxise's eyes were straightened and he pulled Liang Xiao's arm and shook it desperately, but he didn't know what to say. After a while, he suddenly reacted and raised his arms and shouted.

"The God of Arrows is mighty!"

The people on the side were as if they were listening to myths. They were all stupid. When they heard Tuxise shouting, they raised their arms to agree.

"The God of Arrows is mighty! The Han army is mighty! The Han army is mighty!"

Liang Xiao laughed and shook his hands repeatedly. "Chief, you have worked hard and immediately send Wu Gong's head to Ashana, and give him this list of casualties and let him pass it to Lie Jiaomi."

"Don't worry, General, I'll set off immediately." Tuxise slapped his chest and agreed. He took the Wugong's head and Wusun soldiers' casualties, and led two personal guards to break out of the fortress, rolled over the horse, galloped away, and disappeared into the mountains.

Liang Xiao let out a long breath, and then he felt the sky turn black and the sky turn dizzy.

Tu Niuer stretched out his hand in time and held Liang Xiao.

The night was hazy, and Liang Xiao, who had been bandaged, was wrapped in a sable fur, sat on the city wall, listening to the north wind whistling in his ears, but his mood was particularly calm.

He took down the Ice Ridge Fortress and opened up the road to the grassland. He had already won the war, and the rest was just how to expand the results.

It is not easy to expand the results, but it is not impossible. Whether it is Dayuan, Yuezhi, or Shuai, or Daxia, it is a bit difficult to fight a tough battle. It is something that everyone wants to do when they cover up the situation and beat the dogs in the water.

But he wanted to stop when he saw the opportunity and let the Right Xianwang have a way out.

He had a very good reason for doing this, and it was impeccable. He only used more than a hundred personal guards to combine Dayuan, Yuezhi, and Daxia with less than 8,000 cavalry and Hunjiaomi, and the Right Xianwang fought with 70,000 to 80,000 people. If anyone could achieve such a battle, no one could find fault with him. He would praise him for using troops like a god. If anyone accused him of not seriously injuring the Right Xianwang, he would be despised by others.

However, he knew in his heart that there was only one reason for him to do this: he raised the enemy and respect himself.

Lie Jiaomi has been crippled, and now the only strong opponent in the Western Regions is the right Xiongnu. If the Right Xianwang is crippled again, then the Western Regions will be really peaceful. What should he do next?

Going back to Chang'an? This is obviously not a good choice. Even if he wants to, Tu Niuer and others are not willing. What's more, he himself is not willing.

So far, he has not received any news from Chang'an and does not know how the Zhang Tang case is progressing. But he is very clear that if the pressure cannot be continuously applied, even if the emperor kills Zhang Tang, it will not be easier for Zhang. In the future, other cruel officials will appear on the stage.

In "Book of Han: Biography of Cruel Officials", at least half of the cruel officials were found in the Wu Emperor's dynasty, and there were more late than early stages. Zhang Tang was not the first, nor the last.

Similarly, the famous generals who were granted the title of marquis for their merits did not end up well. Li Guang and Wei Qing were just representatives. With his previous "reversal traces", the possibility of the emperor not dealing with him was infinitely close to zero.

He doesn't trust the emperor, and the emperor doesn't trust him. How do the two get along?

It is better to miss each other than to meet each other. It is better to forget each other than to fall in love and kill each other.

The question is how the emperor did not think that the warriors were unreliable and interrupted the reform plan. Liang Xiao thought about it but still couldn't think of any foolproof plan.

At this moment, he missed Dongfang Shuo very much.

Hope he is still alive.

Akaya Castle.

Ma Rong sat opposite Dongfang Shuo, siping the wine slowly.

Dongfang Shuo turned the wine glass in his hand and looked at Ma Rong with a smile. After a while, he also took a sip of the wine. "So, Liang Boming decided not to go back to Chang'an?"

Ma Rong nodded and chuckled, "I think the general's meaning is that he has thoughts for a long time, but he just doesn't know it."

"That's true. He is not a stern official." Dongfang Shuo smiled even brighter. "Zi Jin, with him, a famous general who wins every battle, the Western Regions are our world. We are all founding ministers, so we are not as comfortable as a little prince when we go back to Chang'an. Let's talk about it, where do you want to be free?"

Ma Rong thought about it and shook his head. "I want to go to Greece to have a look."

"Greece?" Dongfang Shuo laughed and pointed at Ma Rong. "Your heart ran away and couldn't rest. In my opinion, I will give you a title of Bowang Hou in the future. Bowang is everywhere and has a lot of knowledge."

Ma Rong also laughed loudly. "A gentleman is ashamed of not knowing what is ignorant. He used to know how great the world is, but only knew how to bury his head in a study and wear some old paper piles. Now that he has eyes wide open, he knows that the world is so great that no saint can tell it. We have great things to do."

Dongfang Shuo nodded. "Yes, Taoism depends on each other and should not be neglected. Taoism can make people stand out from a high place, and skills can make people down-to-earth. Liang Boming is the most famous hero in the world. If you want to go to Greece, go and see what the Romans are doing. We can also make preparations in advance. Alexander came out and marched eastward to Dayuan. Who knows if there will be another genius now? There will always be a close friend of our enemies and friends to win every battle."

"What the sir said is very much." Ma Rong paused and said, "Will Mr. Liang agree?"

"You don't have to worry about this, just wrap it around me." Dongfang Shuo raised his wine glass and signaled to Ma Rong.

The two looked at each other and laughed, and drank it all in one go-

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!