"Obey the order!" Zhao Yun and Yue Ji took the order.

Pound's eyes flashed a trace of loneliness and disappointment, so he could only retreat silently and sigh secretly.

Liu Bei had no intention of worrying about Pang De's mood, and immediately ordered the whole army to be mobilized to prepare for the sneak attack after nightfall.

……

Before I knew it, it was night.

On the south gate of Yuzhong City, an altar was erected again.

Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Sima Yi, Yang Fu and other Han monarchs and ministers gathered at the head of the city, waiting for the arrival of the moment of life and death.

The wind was cold, and although it was the end of winter, the weather had not yet warmed up, and at night, the ears of those who were still freezing turned purple.

A cold wind blew, Liu Bei shivered, and subconsciously wrapped the robe on his body.

The city tower opened, and Zhuge Liang, who was dressed in Taoist robes, once again carried his peachwood sword, and walked up to the altar under the expectant gaze of everyone.

The nerves of Liu Bei and the others immediately tensed, both excited and nervous, looking forward to Zhuge Liang's Qimen technique, which must be successful.

Zhuge Liang ascended to the altar, took a deep breath, recited words in his mouth, walked Zhou Tian gossip under his feet, and began to perform the technique of Qimen.

In just a moment, Zhuge Liang's forehead was soaked in cold sweat, and his wheezing became heavier and heavier.

Since the previous reversal of life, Zhuge Liang's body has not been as good as before, and his physical and mental strength is very haggard, and he has not recovered until now.

Now, when his body has not healed, he has forcibly launched the Qimen Technique again, and the pressure on his body can be imagined.

"Ancestors and ancestors, you must protect the prime minister successfully......"

Liu Bei looked up at the sky, kept rubbing his fists, chanting words in his mouth, and praying silently.

Suddenly, Zhuge Liang's footwork stopped, his sword pointed at the sky, and his body froze and did not move.

Everyone held their breath, their nerves tensed to the extreme, and they looked at Zhuge Liang anxiously, hoping for a miracle to happen.

Time, as if frozen in this moment.

The cold wind is still there, the temperature is still the same, and nothing seems to have changed.

Zhuge Liang's forehead was already soaked with beads of sweat, and his body was so weak that he could barely support it.

The look of expectation in Liu Bei's eyes was gradually fading, and despair was spreading on his face.

A sigh sounded, and everyone thought that Zhuge Liang's spell casting had failed, and he was powerless to return to the sky after all.

Woo~~

At this moment, the wind roared suddenly, and a fierce cold wind blew from behind him, whistling towards the water outside the city.

The wind is blowing and the temperature drops sharply.

Zhuge Liang succeeded!

Liu Bei's originally gloomy face instantly swelled up with endless ecstasy, and his excited eyes looked up at Zhuge Liang on the altar, almost having the urge to kneel down for Zhuge Liang.

"It's cooled, Your Majesty, it's cooled! The prime minister succeeded! Yang Fu exclaimed excitedly.

Guan Yu and other generals were all ecstatic, and bursts of excited cheers sounded on the city.

Zhuge Liang let out a long breath, but as if he had collapsed, his body was paralyzed, and he fell on the altar.

"Prime Minister!" Liu Bei was taken aback, hurriedly strode onto the altar, and pounced on Zhuge Liang.

At this time, Zhuge Liang's energy consumption was too great, and he had collapsed and fell into a coma.

"Quick, quickly carry the prime minister back and call the imperial doctor for treatment!" Liu Bei shouted.

Wu Ban was busy summoning the Imperial Forest Army, and carried Zhuge Liang down from the city in twos and threes.

Liu Bei watched Zhuge Liang leave, and said secretly: "Prime Minister, your sacrifice will not be in vain, this time, we will definitely succeed!" ”

Then, he suddenly turned around and shouted, "Zhao Yun, Yue Ji listens to the order!" ”

"The minister is here!"

The two heavily armed generals stepped forward in unison.

Liu Bei pointed to the face and said sharply: "The prime minister's spell has been completed, and the Taoshui ice is in front of you, I order you to immediately lead the cavalry to cross the river for me to step on the ice and destroy the southern grain camp of the Wei army!" ”

"No!"

Zhao Yun and the two generals of Yue Ji, Kang Wei took the order and went down to the city.

Soon, the city gate opened, the drawbridge was lowered, and 10,000 Qiang and Han mixed cavalry rushed out of the gate and rushed towards the shore.

Liu Bei stood at the head of the city, watched the last cavalry go away, gritted his teeth and said: "Su thief, Su thief, I, Liu Bei, have the blessing of my ancestors and ancestors in heaven, this time, I will be able to defeat you!" ”

……

East of Yuzhong City, Weiying.

It was cold outside, but in the imperial tent, the fire was blazing, and the aroma of wine was overflowing.

Su Zhe was holding a banquet on this cold night, drinking with several brothers and sisters of the Ma family.

As for Ma Teng, he was named the Marquis of Huaili by Su Zhe, gave 10,000 gold, 2,000 households, and returned to the Guanzhong fiefdom in advance to retire.

Su Zhe's reason for sending Ma Teng away is, of course, also high-sounding, saying that Ma Teng is old, and following the army to conquer in this bitter cold land in the northwest will not play any role, but will damage his body.

Therefore, Su Zhe was gracious and allowed Ma Teng to return to Guanzhong to enjoy happiness and no longer have to suffer from this conquest.

Of course, Su Zhe would not fully trust the Ma clan.

After all, the Ma family started as a traitor back then, and they went back and forth several times, successively descending Dong Zhuo, Liu Bei and him, for such a family, Su Zhe naturally couldn't help but guard against it.

That's why he wanted to send Ma Teng to the rear, nominally sympathetic to Ma Teng, but in fact he wanted to take Ma Teng as a hostage.

Su Zhe's superficial kung fu is quite in place, and he cares and respects Ma Teng, so that their Ma family can't say anything, Ma Teng understands Su Zhe's intentions, and naturally he is happy to go back to the rear to enjoy the blessings.

As for Ma Chao and other brothers and sisters, Su Zhe not only made them officials and gave them generous rewards, but also left them to serve in front of the army, thinking that they were relied on.

Su Zhe's various attention and kindness naturally made the Ma family very grateful, and the brothers and sisters of the Ma family were holding back their strength, and they couldn't wait to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions to repay Su Zhe's kindness.

After three rounds of drinking, Ma Chao arched his hand and said: "I don't know when Your Majesty plans to attack the city, the minister is willing to be the vanguard, and he will definitely break through Yuzhong for His Majesty!" ”

Ma Chaoyi took the lead, Ma Tie, Ma Tie, and Ma Yunlu all asked for a generous battle to show their loyalty.

Su Zhe pressed his hand, signaling that they didn't have to be anxious, and said with a faint smile: "Don't be in a hurry, I expect that the big-eared thief will not dare to be trapped in the lonely city, and it will not take a few days to abandon the city and break through, and when the time comes, we will have a chance to intercept and kill him." ”

The brothers and sisters of the Ma family, the fierce fighting spirit has subsided slightly.

In the tent, the atmosphere of the banquet is more harmonious and pleasant.

Woo~~

Just when Su Zhe had just finished a glass of wine, a gust of wind suddenly sounded in his ears, a trace of cold wind penetrating the hall, and he didn't know where it came in, and he shivered, and subconsciously wrapped his robe tightly.

After a while, the temperature in the tent gradually became colder, and Xu Chu had to drink the soldiers and add a few more handfuls of charcoal.

Seeing that Su Zhe was very cold, Ma Yunlu got up and stepped forward, took off his cloak, and hung it on Su Zhe's body.

Her unexpected move made Su Zhe's heart warm, and he couldn't help laughing: "Thank you Yunlu, I didn't expect you to care about people." ”

At this time, Ma Yunlu was slightly drunk from wine, and his cold face was dyed with a layer of drunken red, which was even more faint by Su Zhe's words.

"Forget it, it's better for you to put on yourself, you're your daughter's family, don't be cold." Su Zhe said and took off his cloak and asked to return it to her.

"No need, although Yunlu is my daughter's family, she grew up in Xiliang since she was a child, and she has long been used to the cold here, so your majesty should wear it." Ma Yunlu stretched out his snow-white hand and wanted to refuse.

It didn't matter if she pushed it, she just grabbed Su Zhe's hand, and the moment the skin touched, Ma Yunlu couldn't help but tremble slightly.

In an instant, a trace of inexplicable throbbing swelled in her heart, and suddenly her heartbeat actually increased rapidly.

She quickly let go of her mouth and turned sideways, not daring to let Su Zhe see her shy face, so as not to be embarrassed.

Su Zhe's gaze was always firmly fixed on that exotic face, and he couldn't help but have a trace of thought burning in his heart.