Huang Zhong came down the mountain and fought fiercely with Xiahou Yuan. However, Wei Yan was also a man. He tactfully went to the side, fought elsewhere and did not participate.

Xiahou Yuan and Huang Zhong fought fiercely, and they fought for seventy or eighty rounds, and there was no distinction between victory and defeat for the time being.

As the battle continued, the sun gradually rose in the east and the sky gradually shone. The two sides fought for a night and were trapped and were exhausted. In desperation, they all retreated and rested. The fierce battle between Huang Zhong and Xiahou Yuan came to an end for the time being.

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Xiahou Yuan returned to the coach camp and looked at Dingjun Mountain in the distance from afar. His eyes narrowed slightly, and finally made up his final decision!

Although Yuan Shang had never killed the clan and settled it, the once glorious and dominant prominent clan no longer existed. Meng De was no longer in the world, and he survived, but what is the meaning of living?

But if she dies casually, it is not Xiahou Yuan's personality. After all, she is a famous general of a generation. If she dies inexplicably, wouldn't she ignore this skill?

A real man was born in a chaotic world and he returned the corpse with his horse and a horse. Fortunately!

Now in Dingjun Mountain, there are ten troops from Liu thieves, and the generals such as Huang Zhong and Wei Yan are extremely brave! What a majestic lineup and what a huge scene!

In my current state, I have made my last fight with that bastard son-in-law for Juan'er, so I am the elder who deserves them!

Just settle it!

If you cannot capture Dingjun Mountain, what's the point of dying?

The mountains here are dangerous and dense forests, which is actually a place of burial that is given by God.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Yuan turned around and ordered the guard behind him: "Send someone to tell Zhang Wei, so that he can guard the two big villages carefully and avoid any losses. I will lead the troops and go to Dingjun Mountain to challenge the battle today!"

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At this time, Liu Bei, Pang Tong, Fazheng and others were discussing ways to deal with Xiahou Yuan.

Liu Bei touched his beard and asked Huang Zhong and Wei Yan with a smile: "Han Sheng, Wen Chang, you and Xiahou Yuan fight each other. What do you think of this person's ability?"

At this moment, Wei Yan was eager to win back the face of being captured when he heard this. He stood up boldly and said, "Although the thief of Abyss is brave, how can he be our opponent? The last general is willing to invite a team of elite soldiers to challenge and will kill Xiahou Yuan's head and present it to the lord!"

Liu Bei nodded in appreciation when he heard this, then looked at Huang Zhong and said, "Hansheng, what do you think?"

Huang Zhong touched the beard on his chin and said, "Xiahou Yuan is brave and has a world-class skill. Fighting hard is the worst strategy, and it needs to be used to eliminate it!"

When Liu Bei heard this, he seemed to be interested and said, "How can I change this plan according to Han Sheng's intention?"

Huang Zhong laughed and said, "The military advisor is here, how dare I show off my ugly face? Your lord should give me some face to me, the old man."

When Liu Bei heard this, he immediately turned to Pang Tong.

Pang Tong did not answer, but instead looked at Fazheng over there.

Fa Zheng saw that everyone looked at him. He refused to refuse and said calmly: "Although Xiahou Yuan is a famous general, he is too tough. He did not get any advantage in the battle yesterday, and he also saw that the danger of Dingjun Mountain was in our hands. How could he give up? I expected that he would definitely come to challenge today! The lord can send troops to guard the dangerous mountain roads, so he will not let Xiahou Yuan enter the mountain. He will ambush the waist of the mountain. A yellow flag is trenched on the mountain to make a trust. When Xiahou Yuan and his group are exhausted, they will use the red flag as trust. If the troops and horses in Zhuo Mountain attack, they can be killed!"

Liu Bei pondered for a while after hearing this, feeling that this method was feasible, so he turned to look at Pang Tong beside him.

Pang Tong did not speak, but just focused on the key points, indicating that it was feasible.

"Okay! Since that's the case, let's follow Xiaozhi's plan! Huang Hansheng obeys the order..."

Huang Zhong was about to get up to receive the order, but he saw Wei Yan standing up beside him and said, "Lord, I am willing to take responsibility for the task of ambushing Xiahou Yuan! If I cannot kill the thief in Ancestral, I would rather offer my head!"

Seeing that Wei Yan was about to grab his task, Huang Zhong raised his eyebrows and felt a little angry, but soon calmed down again. After thinking about it carefully, he sat down silently.

Old Man Huang is very old. Although he has a big temper, he also understands human nature. Wei Yan is one of the pioneers. He was going to show his skills this time, but he was accidentally defeated by Pang De. Liu Bei and Pang Tong didn't say anything, but Wei Yan was extremely angry and fell into such a big fall. If he didn't find it back, he was afraid that this fire would have nowhere to vent.

Forget it, forgot it, this time it is an opportunity, so let it be given to him. After all, in the future, young people like them will have to be in charge of the world. How many years can they live at a very old age? What kind of credit can they earn from?

So, Huang Zhong deliberately retreated.

Seeing this, Liu Bei thought about it carefully and knew Wei Yan's intention. After pondering for a while, he saw Liu Bei nodding and said, "Well, Wen Chang, I will leave this battle to you!"

Wei Yan was overjoyed when he heard this and hurriedly said, "Thank you, lord, I will definitely achieve success!"

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On that day, as Fazheng expected, Xiahou Yuan led a large army to the foot of the mountain, shaking the flag and shouting, and inspiring the formation! Fazheng, Liu Bei and others sat on the mountain and erected a yellow flag, while Wei Yan was ambushed in the mountain road, waiting for the order to change the flag.

Xiahou Yuan first sent people to attack the mountain several times, but the mountain was dangerous and could not be attacked no matter how hard it was. So he called the battle at the foot of the mountain, but the Shu army was silent. No matter how Xiahou Yuan's army and horses clamored, they would not attack the troops.

It lasted for two hours in a row. At noon, the sun shone high and the temperature suddenly rose. The soldiers and horses at the foot of the mountain were already in a state of scrambling for two hours. There was already a situation where people were trapped.

Seeing Yuan Jun at the foot of the mountain being exhausted, Fa Zheng smiled and then said to the flag-raising leader: "Send orders, change the flag!"

On Dingjun Mountain, as the yellow flag changed to red, the sound of deafening horse hooves suddenly sounded in the middle of the mountain road, which only scared the soldiers and horses at the foot of the mountain. The feeling of fatigue suddenly dissipated, and I looked at the Shu army galloping down the mountain like a god.

"The soldiers in Sichuan, follow me and kill Xiahou Yuan!"

Wei Yan, who led the horse, pointed the sword in his hand forward and shouted loudly.

At this time, Xiahou Yuan was also destined to be unconscious by the hot weather. He lacked enough strength in his hand. He was suddenly unable to react for a while after Wei Yan broke into the formation. He saw that Wei Yan had already rushed to him.

With the help of the momentum, Xiahou Yuan suddenly waved his sword, caught him off guard, and was directly shocked from the saddle and fell into the sand.

"Xiahou Yuan! If you don't walk on the road of life, you will come to the gate of the Nine Springs!" Looking at Xiahou Yuan who fell to the ground and the soldiers and horses around him were killed, Wei Yan smiled and slowly came towards him with a sneer on his face, saying, "Today, you, and your soldiers and horses, no one can imagine walking out of Dingjun Mountain alive!"

"Protect General!"

Two Yuan soldiers rushed straight to Wei Yan.

Wei Yan snorted coldly, swung the long sword in his hand, and followed the pounce! Two sounds, two blood arrows shot out from the chests of the two soldiers. Before they could see clearly what was going on, they both fell to the ground, thrust a few times, and then stopped moving.

Xiahou Yuan stood up from the ground and looked for weapons, but after he caught Wei Yan's shocking attack, the spear had no idea where it had flew. Then he drew out his sword, fought on foot, and stared at Wei Yan coldly.

Xiahou Yuan had no war horses and used short-soldiers. How could Wei Yan take him in his eyes? Haha, he laughed and rode his horse on it!

So fast! Xiahou Yuan's heart tightened and hurriedly dodged, but his speed was naturally a little different from that of Wei Yan's war horse. When he flashed, he saw that Wei Yan had already expected that he would turn around and slash!

Whoosh!

The blade broke through the wind and screamed. Xiahou Yuan could not dodge, so he could only handle it. There was only a clanging sound. Wei Yan's force was too strong. Xiahou Yuan's right sword could not be grasped and flew away. Then, Wei Yan waved the knife and the blade slashed on Xiahou Yuan's shoulder.

"Ah!" Xiahou Yuan screamed in pain, and the blood shot out in the air, staggering and flying backwards. He struggled to get up, suddenly felt a severe pain in his left shoulder. When he turned around, he saw that the wound had scratched his armor, which was deep enough to see the bones.

Be sure to stick to the end!

Xiahou Yuan endured the pain and warned himself in his heart. He grabbed the broken halberd of unknown who was on the ground, roared, and rushed towards Wei Yan again. He had no war horses and weapons, and when he was not injured, he was no longer Wei Yan's opponent. Moreover, his shoulders were broken at this time, and half of his arms were numb and almost lost consciousness, and he had no chance of winning.

Seeing him running straight towards him, Wei Yan smiled coldly, raised his head high, glanced at Xiahou Yuan who was following with his eyebrows. When he was about to get closer, he suddenly kicked Xiahou Yuan in the chest.

Plop! This time, Xiahou Yuan fell more than ten feet away, and he also hit two Shu soldiers. He lay on the ground and spitted blood for two mouthfuls of blood. But even so, he still held the broken halberd tightly in his hand, his face was pale, his teeth were tightly biting, his eyes were staring at Wei Yan, struggling and wanting to stand up. Unfortunately, he had the heart but was not strong enough at this time. The broken ribs were like the shoulder bones, and the pain was like a needle pricking, and the strength in his body was quickly lost.

At this moment, a large group of Shu soldiers surrounded him and saw Xiahou Yuan lying on the ground, wanting to stand up, they were very happy. They raised their weapons one by one and made a move to chop them down, but they heard Wei Yan shouting loudly.

"Don't move around! His head is mine!"

When everyone heard this, they put down their raised hands.

Wei Yan glanced around the battlefield next to him, waved his hand, pointed to the Yuan soldiers who were fighting against the war, and said to the Shu soldiers: "Leave his life to me, where are you!"
Chapter completed!