For Han Li on the south bank, he could see the match between He Jingzhen and Zhao Yu, but of course he could not hear the conversation between them, but the longer the time delayed, the more uneasy he felt.

The Ma Junior beside him came over and asked softly: "Commander Han, will Zhao Yu surrender at the last minute?"

Han Li shook her head gently and replied weakly: "It shouldn't be. I understand Zhao Yu, and besides, his family is all in Tanzhou City!"

While the two were talking, the sound of arrows passed by, and Han Li suddenly changed color and looked around immediately.

At the corner of his eyes, a soldier in Tanzhou ran up from the west with a command flag, shouting: "Report - Commander Han, the Langzhou army crossed the river from the upper reaches!"

Hearing the content of the call, several commanders who wanted to stop the messenger along the way stopped, and at the same time, he looked at the tall messenger running all the way to Han Li's horse with worried and horror.

Han Li shook his body and said sternly: "Don't panic, report it slowly!"

The messenger knelt on one knee, his body trembling violently, and said unhurriedly: "The enemy quietly crossed the river in Duanjia Village, upstream at night, and is now coming here! And..."

Han Li frowned and asked in disbelief: "Dunjia Village? The water is urgent and there is no ferry crossing, it is impossible! And what?"

The messenger raised his head when he heard the sound, his body stopped shaking. A grim smile flashed across his face and shouted, "And - you're going to die!" With his voice, the soldier suddenly bounced up and rushed towards the mount under Han Li, slashed the front leg of the horse with a knife. He pulled Han Li down with his left hand, and turned his right hand back into the circle and placed it in front of his neck.

The sudden change stunned everyone at the scene. When the people next to him understood, Han Li had been held hostage.

The messenger was played by Lei Hui, deputy general of the Langzhou Army. He also quietly found several piglets. Last night, he ran to a short distance upstream of Yangliu Bridge. He first scurried over the river with a rope by a man with good water. Then he held a Tanzhou military uniform and a set of flags in one hand, grabbed the rope with the other, easily crossed the river, changed his equipment, and kept scuing nearby. When the Tanzhou Army in the south of the bridge began to line up, he quietly approached the queue. Because everyone was staring at the strange formation on the other side, no one noticed him. When the secret code of the arrow was issued, Lei Hui immediately ran and started the raid.

Lei Hui simply ignored the swords and guns that had reached in front of his face, laughed wildly, and shouted: "If you want General Han to survive, don't act rashly!"

After saying that, Lei Hui's thick left arm easily dragged the fat Han Li and walked backwards towards the bridge. Without his instructions, the soldiers behind him immediately dodged the passage that could allow them to pass, and the soldiers in front of him all raised their guns and followed step by step.

The generals of Ma were so anxious that they were sweating, but they did not dare to order the killing. These soldiers were soldiers who had followed Han Li for many years and might not have listened to him at critical moments.

Soon, Lei Hui dragged Han Li back to the southern end of the demolished bridge, stood on the bridge deck, stepped on the exposed bridge arch, and stopped just now.

Lei Hui looked at the Tanzhou soldiers in front of him and behind him with disdain. He sucked his mouth and made several sharp whistles.

The soldiers of Langzhou, who had been observing the rivers on both sides of the bridge deck, immediately divided several people to run towards the shield formation, shouting wildly all the way to inform He Jingzhen.

He Jingzhen, who had been distracted from listening to the movements here, heard a faint roar, and saw the soldier who was screaming loudly, pointed his left hand at the bridge south and shouted to Zhao Yu: "Zhao Yu, Han Li has been successfully assassinated by my people! Within three sounds, you make the way out, we are still brothers, otherwise we will only be ruthless in the battlefield! One--"

While speaking, He Jingzhen slashed his right hand twice, then pointed forward suddenly, and the shield formation that had been silent all the time suddenly opened. Teams of soldiers raised their swords and shouted wildly, rushing up. These were the soldiers who had followed He Jingzhen for many years.

Zhao Yu sighed, turned to the side, and shouted to the Tanzhou army behind the camp, "Brothers, we surrender! Put down our weapons and let the road open!"

The Tanzhou army looked at the Langzhou soldiers surrounding the surrounding area and threw down their weapons and let the camp gate open.

From the entrance of the camp to the north bridgehead, only fifty steps away, and within a few breaths, the Langzhou soldiers in the front row had already rushed to the bridgehead.

He Jingzhen was getting stronger and stronger. He held a knife in his right hand and rushed to the front quickly, shouting repeatedly: "I am He Jingzhen! Han Li has been assassinated, Zhao Yu has surrendered, put down his weapons, Rao Er will survive!"

The soldiers on the bridge looked at the Tanzhou army rushing towards them, then looked at the Tanzhou archers who were raising arrows on both sides to shoot, and looked back at the army that had become very chaotic and had no orders coming from the bridge. They knew that they could not escape from heaven or earth. They immediately threw their weapons underground and began to stick to the bridge.

Someone took the lead, and naturally there were soldiers following him. The soldiers guarding the bridge quickly made a bridge deck passage, and He Jingzhen led the Langzhou army to continue rushing forward.

At this time, Lei Hui was in trouble!

The soldiers guarding the bridge in Tanzhou, who were crowded behind him, were clamoring and not knowing how to do it. Amid the noise, a cold arrow shot silently at Lei Hui's back.

Lei Hui seemed to be indifferent, but in fact he was already so nervous that he was sweating all over and was highly focused. He heard something strange in his ears. He immediately twisted his body alertly. The cold arrow missed the vital point of his heart and stabbed it hard between his ribs.

Lei Hui let out a painful hiss, and his right hand subconsciously used force. The knife slashed Han Li's neck, his body slanted, and he fell to the river.

He Jingzhen, who had already rushed in close proximity, witnessed all this with his own eyes, felt extremely painful, turned around and shouted loudly, "Go and save Lei Hui!"

Turning his head, He Jingzhen stared at the fearful soldiers guarding the bridge in front of him, and shouted: "Put down your weapons, kneel down and surrender! Otherwise, there will be no mercy to kill!"

He shouted, and He Jingzhen rushed directly into the Tanzhou army along the narrow passage, and cut down several soldiers who had no time to react.

The followers who followed were naturally unwilling to fall behind, rushed in and tried their best to protect their elders. The soldiers of Langzhou followed also divided their responsibilities, arrested prisoners, rushed the bridge deck, built wood, and made all their efforts to open the way.

At this time, Han Li and several of them followed Han Li, who had already been awake, quickly retreated.

A large number of Langzhou soldiers rushed over like crazy, especially the tribal generals such as Pan Long and Zhao Ye. They thought they were just coming out to exercise their muscles today, but they never expected that the war would be so smooth. From the beginning, they became particularly active, shouted and scrambled forward, and rushed into the south defenders of the Tanzhou Bridge, which were in danger of advancing and retreating.

As soon as these men exerted their strength, they were already a little panicked and even more unwilling to fight. Their team kept loosening and retreated to the south bridge.

"Han Li is dead, the Ma Jianjun runs away!" Someone shouted in the crowd, and the soldiers of the Langzhou army suddenly got their clues and started shouting together.

The shouting was like the last straw that crushed the camel, and someone from the Tanzhou army had turned around and fled.

At this time, He Jingzhen, covered in blood, shouted again: "It's all men of Chu. Put down your weapons and spare your life!"

He Jingzhen and his relatives came over quickly, all guarded him, shouting in unison: "Put down your weapons and surrender!"

At this time, Pan Long, who was so angry, cut down a soldier who was undecided in Tanzhou with one knife. He splattered blood on his face with force and shouted: "If you don't put down your weapons, you won't leave any one!"

Facing Panlong, a Tanzhou soldier was frightened and immediately threw the knife in his hand to the ground, knelt down, and shouted: "I surrender! I surrender!"

Panic is contagious. Soon, all the soldiers in Tanzhou on the bridge deck put down their weapons and surrendered, while the soldiers who were far away from the bridge deck scattered and ran away.

Pan Long kicked a Tanzhou soldier who blocked his way forward and walked forward, chasing the fugitive. Behind him, tribal soldiers rushed forward like evil tigers leaving the box.

Before the sun set, He Jingzhen's troops had completely eliminated all the people in Tanzhou uniforms on Xiangxi Road. That night, an impatient tribal army recruited fishing boats from farmers' homes along the Xiang River and rushed directly to the city of Tanzhou.
Chapter completed!