Zhao Yun's first impression of Zhao Fu was not good. After all, Zhao Yun had a cold nature at this time, and Zhao Fu actually massacred the people of a city in order to surrender.

Zhao Fu's personality was destined not to please Zhao Yun, but this was not the time to show off his temper. Hearing Zhao Fu's question, he paused for a moment, then frowned and said:

"Come and listen!"

Zhao Fu also knew that Zhao Yun did not like him, but his expression remained unchanged and he said slowly: "I feel that the general is leading the front army alone this time (it is the front army, not the vanguard). How can he return without success?"

The general also has a plan, which may be able to capture and burn the Qiang king's misfortune!"

"Huh?" Zhao Yun looked stern and took it seriously, saying: "Now there are tens of thousands of people in Chencang City, and even more brave Qiang Di. If Miye doesn't leave the city or is alone, how can we capture it?"

Although Zhao Yun also wanted to capture Mi Ye and even Song Jian and achieve great achievements, he also knew that this was too difficult.

At this moment, Zhao Fu's expression remained unchanged, and he whispered in Zhao Yun's ear: "The general thought that since the lost karma doesn't take the initiative to come out, why not lead it out?"

"You mean..." Zhao Yun's heart shook, and a look of excitement appeared on his face.

"The general thought that today, tomorrow, and the day after, when the general was attacking Chencang, he could pretend to be defeated every time at the hands of the people in Chencang City. On the fourth day, the general would send people to the city to talk about peace and lure Song Jian away.

At that time, we will send troops to attack Chencang City for a while, then scold the formation and retreat voluntarily. With the temper of the Qianghu who are obsessed with the industry, they will definitely go out of the city to pursue!" Zhao Fu slowly told his plan:

"At that time, the general can lay ambushes on both sides of the gorge seven miles outside Chencang City in advance. When Mi Ye's soldiers arrive, they will send out rocks to block the exits at both ends. They will surely capture Mi Ye, the Qiang King!"

When Zhao Yun heard this, he began to ponder with his jaw. After a moment, he said, "Let me think about this plan!"

Zhao Yun is only in his twenties now, and he is eager to make achievements. After thinking about the feasibility of Zhao's words, although he feels that the possibility of success is extremely high, he still hesitates.

Seeing this, Zhao Fu on the side quickly struck while the iron was hot and said: "General, I have captured one more person. He is the eldest son of Mi Ye, the king of Qiang Qiang. If you use him, he will definitely lead to Mi Ye, and there will be no mistakes!"

"Huh?" Zhao Yun's expression changed, "Where is he?!"

"Come here, bring that Qiang barbarian!" Zhao Fu turned around and shouted.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, several soldiers were pressing down a 16-year-old Qiang man who was tall, dark-skinned, and wearing tiger skin velvet clothes. He also had dozens of bloody scars on his body and walked away.

Came over.

The man's eyebrows did indeed look a bit like the lost look that Yun Ye had shown Zhao Yun and others. At this moment, his eyes were blood red and he was staring at Zhao Fu, as if he wanted to eat the bone marrow and drink his brains.

However, Zhao Fu seemed to have not seen the Qiang man's gaze. Instead, he looked at Zhao Yun, clasped his fists and said: "General Zilong, this is Mi Ran, the eldest son of the Qiang King Mi Ye, and the last general who will be here today."

He was caught in the early morning, when he was among the scouts, and it took a lot of effort for the general to figure out his identity!"

"General, do you know that Mi Ye also has a second son Mi Ran?" Zhao Yun looked at Mi Ran for a while, then turned to look at Zhao Fu, frowning and said:

"Moreover, it is said that Mi Ye also likes the second son Mi Dang more. Will he go out of the city to fight for this eldest son?"

"The general doesn't know. Although Na Mi Dang loves the second son more, he is also a famous calf protector among the Shaodang Qiang people. He doesn't need to do anything. The general only needs to let Na Mi Ye see this Mi Dang, and Mi Dang will definitely

Come out of the city!" Zhao Fu said with determination. He had investigated Mi Ye in detail, and his understanding of Mi Ye could be said to be even better than most of Mi Dang's relatives.

"Pooh!"

As soon as Zhao Fu finished speaking, Mi Ran blushed immediately, trembling all over and roared: "Zhao Fu, you traitor and traitor who have betrayed our righteousness and betrayed our righteousness!"

"In this case, the matter has been decided as such. You are optimistic about Mi Ran, and you must not let him escape!" Zhao Yun frowned at Mi Ran, raised his sword and left directly.

"I will let you scold me!" When Zhao Fu saw Zhao Yun leaving, he straightened up and kicked Mi Ran with an angry expression: "Stay here and deal with it properly. If he escapes, you guys

Bring your head directly to me!"

After giving the instructions, Zhao Fu left directly, leaving Mi Ran shivering and looking in the direction of Chen Cang with a worried look on his face.

.....

On the second day, the Golden Crow took off

In Chencang, a scout flew on horseback and rushed outside a courtyard, exclaiming: "General, something bad is going to happen!"

As he said that, he turned over, rolled open the courtyard door, and rushed into the courtyard, shouting repeatedly: "The enemy general Zhao Yun has led his troops to Chencang!"

"What!"

A cry of surprise rang out, and two figures rushed out from the rooms on the left and right almost at the same time. Both Song Jian and Miye looked a little surprised at this moment, "Where is Zhao Yun now?!"

The scout said: "We have arrived one mile outside Chencang City!"

"No, hurry up, put on your armor and blow the trumpet, and tell the soldiers to go to the tower to defend against the enemy!" After hearing this, Song Jian and the others' expressions changed, and they all rushed back to the house.

Wuwuwu——

After a while, Chencang City was filled with the sounds of horns, horse hooves, and metal intersecting, making it appear extremely chaotic.

...

When the Song Dynasty was built, Miye and his guards climbed up to the city tower. They only saw a dark area below the city. Black flags were surging in the wind, making hunting noises, and sharp swords, guns, swords and halberds seemed to be piercing the sky. It was extremely cold.

At the front, there is a general wearing a white robe and white armor, holding a silver spear in his hand, and a white horse at his hip. He is only in his early twenties, but he is majestic and impressive, which is even more eye-catching.

Seeing Song Jian and Mi Ye looking at each other, Zhao Yun made a direct move with the spear in his hand, pointing directly in the direction of the two of them, and then slashed hard, as if to kill!

"Damn it!" Miye shivered with anger when he saw Zhao Yun's actions, and said ferociously, "How dare this bastard dare to provoke!"

"Looking at their formation, there are only five thousand people at most. Although Zhao Yun is a famous general, it is impossible to take down Chencang City, which can only attack one side. There is nothing to be afraid of." Song Jian looked at the formation commander behind Zhao Yun and relaxed.

After a breath, his face showed a trace of anger, "There are only five thousand people, but they still dare to approach the tower and actively provoke me. You are really bold. There is no need to show mercy this time, just teach him a lesson!"

As he spoke, he pulled out the long sword from his waist with a clang, raised it high, and pressed it down hard: "Archers, prepare!"

Crash--

There was a burst of commotion, and hundreds of soldiers with hard bows came out, stringing their long bows directly, and aimed their cold long arrows at Zhao Yun below the tower.

The other soldiers on the tower also set up their halberds and sabers, occupying the entire corridor of the tower.

"Put up a shield!"

Seeing the action on the tower, Zhao Yun raised his spear in a leisurely manner and said slowly, "Saber hand, prepare!"

"Hmph!" Seeing Zhao Yun's calm look, Miye became angry. He made a big move with his hand and roared: "Fire the arrow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of archers released their bow strings almost at the same time.

The next moment——

Bang bang bang——

There was a blast of bow strings, and hundreds of spiked iron arrows flew into the air, drawing perfect arcs in the air. Finally, they formed a shower of arrows and shot down hard toward the heads of the soldiers near Zhao Yun.

At this moment, the soldier who had already held the wooden shield immediately raised the huge wooden shield and hid his body directly under the wooden shield.

A dozen soldiers holding wooden shields quickly emerged from Zhao Yun's side, protecting Zhao Yun.

It was too late, but it was too soon. By the time the action had just ended, hundreds of black arrows had already rained down overwhelmingly.

Duoduoduo——

Suddenly, there was a continuous sound of arrows hitting the wooden shield all around, and among them, there were also screams from time to time. Those were unlucky soldiers who were penetrated by arrows.

Gap, issued by a soldier who was shot in the body.

However, all in all, hundreds of arrows rained down, but not many people fell off their horses. Even the injured were only a dozen unlucky people!

However, neither Song Jian, Mi Ye, nor Zhao Yun were surprised by this. After all, most of Wu Zhaohou's troops were experienced soldiers.

He has been exposed to blood and fire on the battlefield. He has already learned a way to avoid arrows on the battlefield. This is why veteran soldiers are more popular among the princes and forces than new soldiers!

However, it was obvious that Miye had no intention of letting Zhao Yun catch his breath. As soon as a wave of arrows fell, he immediately roared: "Continue!"

Hundreds of soldiers holding long bows immediately reached into the quiver behind their backs, clasped the arrow tails with their thumbs, and pointed the cold long arrows directly at the Wu Zhaohou army below the city. Another wave of arrows rained down.

Coming one after another.

Amidst the continuous arrows hitting the wooden shield, and occasionally long arrows passing through the gaps and piercing into the gaps in the armor of some unlucky people, causing slight injuries, Zhao Yun, who was protected by the wooden shield, looked calm and clear at the moment.

Passing through a gap in the wood, I looked towards the top of the tower.

"Archer throws!"

When the second wave of arrow rain fell, Zhao Yun roared loudly, stabbed out his spear, and screamed: "The shield hand covers, the saber hand attacks the city! Kill!"

"No, hurry up, let the arrows stop you!" Song Jian's expression changed and he shouted.

The words have not yet fallen——

Bang bang bang——

The archers of Wu Zhaohou's army were obviously faster, and the rain of arrows had already risen into the sky, and was thrown directly towards the soldiers on the tower.

An archer who was still taking arrows was holding a long arrow in his hand. Before he could place the long arrow on the hard bow, a sudden long arrow pierced his throat. The sharp three-edged arrow tip instantly pierced his throat.
Chapter completed!