It's already very cold at night this season.

The lights in the government camps were brightly lit, and the soldiers who were watching the night were thinly dressed. Only by the blazing bonfire could they feel a hint of warmth.

Xiang Yu was naked in the camp, and his light armor and suppress were placed casually on the side.

He sat in front of the table with two jars on the table.

A jar of rotten pieces of meat is cooked, and a jar of dizzy old wine.

I was holding a sea bowl in my hand, and there was a gap in the sea bowl and it could no longer be filled.

But Xiang Yu didn't care at all. He put the broken bowl on the table, lifted the wine jar and poured it on, then picked it up and drank it slowly.

Although the wine is drunk along the tongue and the throat, it cannot taste any taste.

He was very quiet, with a cold light in his deep eyes, like a giant beast waiting for his prey.

There was a doubt in my mind: Will Taiyuan really send someone to attack at night?

Ya's father said there was, it wasn't just tonight yesterday.

But Xiang Yu didn't understand why Taiyuan didn't attack when they attacked Pingcheng.

Along the way, he caught many spies from Taiyuan.

The prince of the Duke's Mansion in the city knew their every move.

Didn't come last night, will you definitely come tonight?

After Xiang Yu came to this world and met Fan Zeng, he made a decision silently in his heart.

In this life, you must obey Fan Zeng's words.

Therefore, when Fan Zeng said there would be a night attack, he chose to believe it and forced himself to believe it.

But the doubts in my heart were unable to let go of for a long time.

But none of these matters, what matters is what will happen next.

Who will come?

How many people have come?

He poured another bowl of wine, then grabbed the leg bones from the meat jar and chewed them in big mouthfuls.

The surroundings were very quiet, and the laughter of the Yellow Turban soldiers fighting cards and gambling from afar came from the distance.

This was arranged by him, and he had arranged everything in the entire small town.

Some people patrol the night, some people drink, some people gamble, and some people are lazy.

Otherwise, how could we deceive the soldiers who were about to attack at night?

Of course, there are traps.

Xiang Yu on the battlefield had an almost instinctive intuition about war.

When the drum beat three points, Xiang Yu suddenly put down the wine bowl and felt the trembling on the ground.

Then a whistling sound came from a distance.

Here comes!

The personal guard outside the door walked in quickly with panic on his face: "General."

Xiang Yu raised his eyes, which was so cold.

The soldier, who was originally extremely panicked, suddenly felt at ease when he saw him like this.

It seemed as if this man was there, even the beasts were just gurgling streams and kittens and puppies.

The sound of fighting sounded instantly, and a low and sharp horn sound broke through the night, making the entire Pingcheng look like a frightened cat with its root hair.

"General, the enemy is coming from the northwest direction, I don't know how many people are in the dark!"

Another soldier rolled in and pissed in.

Although they had already been ready to welcome the enemy, many people were still shocked after seeing the iron-like cavalry and their lethality.

"What's the panic?"

Xiang Yu was not influenced by them at all, but became a little excited.

His voice has a magical power, and the more he is in desperate situations, the more he can give people a sense of indescribable power.

The soldier who was not as flies had regained his rationality and said everything he saw in detail.

Xiang Yu listened to his report while listening to the sounds outside.

Then a hint of sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Play cavalry in front of yourself?

I was really impatient to live.

Even though they are two lifetimes apart and a thousand years apart, Xiang Yu is still confident. When it comes to cavalry, he is still the best in the world.

The noise outside sounded very loud, but there were not many people.

"What are you afraid of? The enemy's army is only five hundred at most. What's the harm if it's five thousand?"

Xiang Yu glanced at his personal soldiers: "I will inform you, everything will follow the previous arrangement."

"yes!"

The soldiers quickly retreated, and the sound of fighting outside became louder and louder. Obviously, the enemy was approaching here.

It came so fast.

Xiang Yu frowned for the first time.

Although the defense outside was just to confuse the enemy, he arranged more than a thousand people for the sake of reality.

All the thousands of soldiers were aware of the night attack, and all the few light armors of the Yellow Turban Army were equipped with them.

The weapons are also the best weapons of Jeju Hyokuri.

Logically speaking, the enemy's less than 500 cavalry would take some effort to break through this surface defense line.

But I didn't expect that I was almost unstoppable and came straight from the city gate to my side.

Is Meng Tian?

Xiang Yu put down his bowl and stood up.

A lion fights a rabbit, but it still needs all its strength.

He was a little expectant. What if Meng Tian compares with Zhang Han as both a general of Qin?

The fighting stopped, and in the darkness, a team of blood-covered cavalry slowly walked out of the darkness.

Meng Tian was ahead, his face was covered in blood, his whole body was full of murderous aura and expressionless.

From the time he entered Pingcheng, he realized something was wrong.

Although the combat effectiveness of this thief army composed of refugees is not strong, it seems to be prepared for it.

Even Li Jiancheng didn't know the time of his raid.

Even before he came to Pingcheng, he didn't know.

Why are these Yellow Turban thieves so prepared?

No surprises at all about my arrival?

Then there is only one reason, they know they are coming.

In other words, Pingcheng is now a trap...

After slashing and killing the last wave of Yellow Turban Army who attempted to stop him, Meng Tian was not happy at all.

Because the surroundings became quiet, I also arrived in front of the dilapidated government office in Pingcheng.

Since he was on the hillside, he was attracted by the brightly lit government office.

It seems that someone deliberately did this, just to tell him: come here.

As expected, they were killed seven times in and seven times without appearing, Meng Tian felt a little regretful.

But this regret just flashed by, and then all thoughts were dissipated.

Come, all are here.

Let's meet this guy named Xiang Yu for a while.

It must be him.

Meng Tian's horse did not stop, and he sniffed, and the corners of his mouth were squirting into the dilapidated government office.

He saw the man in the tent with the opening of the portal at the first glance.

Almost in an instant, Meng Tian lifted the crossbow in his hand without any hesitation.

With a soothing sound, the crossbow arrow shot out and headed straight for Xiang Yu.

Without any signs, Meng Tian almost instinctively raised his hand and pulled the trigger of the crossbow.

The crossbow arrows flashing with the deathly light were like a little cold light, becoming bigger and bigger in Xiang Yu's sight.

If it is not stopped, Xiang Yu believes that this sudden crossbow arrow will definitely shoot into his forehead.

Then penetrate into your brain.

"Dang!"

Xiang Yu shook his hand, and his long halberd blocked the crossbow arrow and fell to the ground.

A little cold light fell, and then the gun came out like a dragon. Almost the moment when Xiang Yu knocked off the crossbow arrow, Meng Tian, ​​holding a knife in his right hand and a spear in his left hand, urging the horse under his crotch and running towards Xiang Yu with the power of thunder.

The strong fishy storm ignited Xiang Yu's blood.
Chapter completed!