The black-faced general had a strict face, and his righteousness was expressed in his expression, and he bowed and bowed to his rituals.

"General Wang, a real hero." Yan Yanmuran's face changed a little, and he had a little more energy.

"Okay. I will give the general three thousand elite soldiers. I will seize the camp on the western mountain of Zhang Xiuling tonight and prevent him from opening up the road."

Yan Yan exhaled and stood up suddenly.

"No." General Wang responded with a loud promise and immediately bid farewell to leave.

"If you have soldiers, you can be willful. Zhang Xiu is too strong." The generals dispersed, Yan Yan sighed, feeling worried.

General Wang went there this time with a determination to die. Whether he could succeed depends only on God’s will.

The night soon fell, and it was ten minutes late at night. In the middle of the night, General Wang, who had a black face, was walking with a slashing saber in his hand.

There are three thousand elite soldiers behind him, and a thousand of them are wearing iron armor, with an extremely elite force.

When fighting at night, you should not have too many soldiers or horses, otherwise there will be chaos. If you can succeed, three thousand elite soldiers will be enough. If you can not succeed, three thousand will be of no use.

General Wang ordered people to get the wine bowl that had been prepared long ago. After no one drank the sip of turbid wine, he did not say anything nonsense.

"send troops."

General Wang took the lead and led three thousand elite soldiers out of the open closing door and threw themselves into the darkness.

Micang Pass is the only way to pass, but the road ahead is dense. Zhang Xiu's army is stationed in various valleys and stands scattered.

Lingxi Mountain is the first stop for Zhang Xiu to open the mountain. It needs to be built on the cliff to open a narrow road that can provide two people with parallel, and the part is a plank road.

The human resources invested are incalculable.

After General Wang left the pass, he walked a small path and rushed straight to Lingxi Mountain. After approaching Lingxi Mountain, he could see the light from Zhang Xiu's camp at the foot of the mountain. General Wang was happy, but at this moment, a roar suddenly sounded on the mountains on both sides of the mountain road.

"Hahaha. Zhao Zilong of Changshan has been waiting here for many days. He is tactful and quickly dismounts and surrenders, so he will not die."

On the mountain on the left, on a protruding stone, Zhao Yun stood with his hands on his hips and laughed loudly. The torches on the mountain were lit, and countless elite soldiers rushed down from the mountain, and the sound of roars and killing resounded throughout the world.

General Wang's brothers and sisters were suddenly cold, but he had long expected the risks. He gritted his teeth and ordered: "My lord treats me well, I can't betray him. Follow me to fight hard tonight."

The elite soldiers from the three thousand Bas also mustered up the courage to follow General Wang and fight with Zhao Yun's army.

After about half an hour, General Wang died on the spot when the tiger from Zhao Yun's army went down the mountain. More than half of the three thousand elite soldiers under his command were killed and injured, and the rest knelt down and surrendered.

After the war, Zhao Yun came to the foot of the mountain. He watched General Wang's head and respected the black face very much. He ordered his left and right to say, "Wait until tomorrow morning, send the body back to Yan Yan."
Chapter completed!