I don't know when, Zhu Jun also came to the top of the city and stood beside Huangfu Song. The two old generals who had worked side by side during the conquest of the Yellow Turbans stood together again.

In fact, when Zhu Jun knew that Li Shushi had not chosen to be the coach who took charge of military affairs in Xiliang, he still felt a little melancholy in his heart. After all, he did not think that he was not qualified for that position, even if he was not familiar with Xiliang in the first place. Liang Ge has become more familiar with Liang Ge after working in the past few years. It can be said that Zhu Jun does not think he has any fatal shortcomings.

However, Zhu Jun could not be jealous of the candidate Li Shushi chose. As his comrade Baoze who had fought alongside Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun had a very high opinion of the opponent's ability. The opponent was originally from Xiliang, and he was from Xiliang. Xiliang has been dealing with the Qiang people for several years and has a deeper understanding of the local customs and customs than he does.

If the two people are compared together, Huangfu Song will be the final winner no matter what. However, because Huangfu Song, the principal, obviously does not intend to get involved in secular affairs, Zhu Jun did not expect that Li Shushi could invite this great god to come out. .

Because of this, Zhu Jun has always been very cooperative with Huangfu Song's work, and it was the same this time. Not only did he quickly allocate various materials and recruit manpower to support the city, but he also led his personal guards to the front line of the battlefield, treating himself as a He is a member of Huangfu Song's subordinates and is at his disposal.

Although several years of civilian work have kept the veteran general away from the battlefield for a long time, the passion that has been integrated into his bones and blood cannot be worn away in just a few years.

Not to mention at such a critical moment.

Unfortunately, their enemies seemed completely unaware that the defenders had gradually settled down under the control of the old general. They were even inspired by the calm and composed appearance of two highly respected generals, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, fighting side by side. Morale, the enemy outside the city is still quietly mobilizing.

Of course, because the enemy came well-prepared, their mobilization ended earlier than the time when the city's defenders were ready. Although he couldn't see it, Huangfusong still felt the aura emanating from the enemies outside the city. There are big changes from before.

More fierce and domineering, like a tiger ready to attack.

"shoot!"

It was like thunder piercing the night sky, or like the sound of cannon blasting a new era. Although it was just one person's angry shout, it seemed to contain some kind of magic power, penetrating the barriers of time and space, rippling in all directions, causing everyone on the city wall to roar. Everyone felt as if the thunder was exploding in their ears.

This time the shaking of the earth was more obvious, and the sound like drum beats struck everyone's heart, causing the young people who were originally ignited by the old general to have the fire of passion, the flames became swaying, and their expressions became confused. My will begins to waver...

"This is..." Even Zhu Jun's expression suddenly changed, and even his feet that were originally rooted were frightened back half a step by the vicious aura that hit his face.

At this moment, only Huangfu Song is still standing there proudly, standing there like a divine needle that fixes the sea.

Although, his expression at this time was extremely ugly.

"Wind! Wind!! Wind!!!"

It is obviously a simple syllable, but it seems to have magical power, just like the beating war drum, which not only encourages oneself, but also shocks the enemy, making the enemy constantly feel their insignificance.

Whoosh!

Compared with the roar that shook people's hearts, the sound made by the bow strings when they deformed seemed much smaller. However, if tens of thousands of bow strings made the same sound at the same time, it would still be as sonorous and powerful as a chorus.

This time, even the obscure moon was shrouded in dark clouds.
Chapter completed!