Pan Meichen glared, gathered evil eyes, looked at the scouts, and said in a cold and hoarse voice like a jackal: "What's the military situation?"
The scout said in a loud voice: "The young one was closing the detector and found a big fire rising in the southern sky. The fire was fierce and accompanied by billowing smoke. According to my estimation, it should be on the side of the capital."
A cold light flashed in Pan Meichen's eyes.
"It really is the direction of the capital?"
The scout said: "If your majesty doesn't believe it, you can go to the gate and have a look."
Pan Meichen grabbed a wine cup and drank it in one gulp. Leng Sensen's eyes were fierce and sinister.
when!
He threw away the wine cup abruptly: "Back the horse, I'm going to close it and take a look." There was already a slight smile on the corners of his mouth and eyes.
Lu Feikuai of Ma Ru, a dozen or so fast horses, had already rushed to the wall of the pass, and about ten miles away from the pass was the camp of the Royal Forest Army.
Pan Meichen held on to the parapet wall with one hand, and looked into the distance, and sure enough, he saw the flames rising into the sky from the direction of the capital, and the smoke billowing.
Although Ziyan's last message was intercepted by Rong Chang'an, Ziyan and Pan Meichen had an agreement, and the capital was on fire at dusk, which meant that Rong Chang'an had returned to the capital, and there was no general in the Yulin Army camp, which was a good opportunity for him to sneak attack.
Once the imperial forest army is broken, the capital is in the bag!
"Zi Yan really lived up to his trust, hahahaha! This time, I will kill all of Yan Li's troops, so that he will have no power to fight back!" Then he said loudly, "Everyone, listen to the order!"
"The last general is here!" All the rebel leaders have lost their fighting spirit since they were killed twice by Rong Changan, and they wished to return to the north and live a leisurely life of herding horses and sheep. Therefore, the responses to Pan Meichen's voice were sparse and ineffective.
Pan Meichen's blood is boiling now: "Brothers, don't be discouraged. After tonight, the capital will be ours! Enter the capital, tear Rong Chang'an and Yan Li apart, roast them and eat them, and we will be ashamed!"
There was another sparse answer: "The general will obey."
Pan Meichen couldn't hide her excitement on her face: "Now lead the troops with me into the Imperial Forest Army camp!"
Gathering all the remaining rebels and waiting behind the closed door, Pan Meichen immediately pointed at the door with a horizontal knife: "Open the door!"
The closed door creaked open, and what appeared in front of the eyes of the rebels was the well-organized camp of the Royal Forest Army.
Pan Meichen drew the sword in an arc in mid-air: "Brothers, kill!"
He flattered his horse and rushed ahead, and rushed into the Yulin army camp first. I saw a big flag standing high above the gate, with a big seal character "Rong" embroidered on the big flag.
Pan Meichen hated Rong Chang'an deeply, and wished she could devour her mouthful. With all her strength, she slashed at the banner, which fell to the ground with a clatter. The rebels rushed in stepping on the word "Rong".
Pan Meichen rushed forward, just in time to see the commander's tent, guarded by two soldiers outside, he raised his sword.
"go to hell!"
Cut off the soldiers' heads. But when he took a closer look, what he cut down was not a real soldier, but a scarecrow.
Horror flashed through Pan Meichen's scarlet eyes.
"No, I fell for it!"
Pan Meichen turned the horse's head, and the horse jumped up, almost throwing him to the ground.
"Withdraw the troops!" He patted his horse and fled out of the camp.
But it was already too late. Torches were lit on both sides of the camp, and the Imperial Forest Army shouted in unison: "Catch Pan Tiger alive! Capture Pan Tiger alive!"
When the shouts sounded, thousands of arrows were fired, and the rebels who died from the arrows were stacked one on top of the other. All of a sudden, they were in chaos, they trampled on each other, and there were countless casualties.
"Your Majesty, we were ambushed by the Imperial Forest Army, and there were many casualties. Why don't we go back to Waqiao Pass first and save the pass city?"
If Waqiaoguan is also lost, Pan Meichen will wander like a dog in mourning, and be anxious like a fish slipping through the net. Pan Meichen realized the seriousness of the matter.
"Order the army, hurry back to the gate!"
He cursed again: "Bitch Ziyan, you actually tricked me with Rong Chang'an! If I catch them, I will definitely tear them into pieces, so that I can eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
With less than 2,000 remnants of the defeated general, he fought his way out of the siege. He was in a great panic. He was exhausted and came to Waqiao to close and call for the door.
"Open the door! Open the door!" The lieutenant slammed the door shut with his waist knife, "The king is back!"
boom! boom! boom!
Three cannon shots sounded, and tens of thousands of torches lit up above the Guancheng. The firelight reflected the resolute face of a one-handed general.
"Pan Meichen, Waqiao Pass has been taken by me, where are you going?"
After Rong Chang'an intercepted Ziyan's message to Pan Meichen, he wrote down this trick to Lin Hai. After she returned to Beijing, she immediately started watching. On the one hand, they set up an ambush in the camp, and on the other hand, Lin Hai led his troops to wait for Pan Meichen to emerge, and then seized Guancheng, leaving Pan Meichen nowhere to stay.
Knowing that she had been fooled by Rong Changan, Pan Meichen was so angry that she almost fainted on the horse. Pointing at Lin Hai with a knife, he cursed:
"Lin Hai, you and Rong Chang'an played tricks and tricked me, and I want you to die!"
Shouting "drive", the sword slapped the horse's hip, and the horse roared wildly, rushing towards the closed door.
The corner of Lin Hai's mouth twitched into a smug smile: "Overestimate your capabilities! Let the arrows go!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, all arrows were fired, like locusts, Pan Meichen's eyes were sharp, and he had seen the bow and arrow in the city earlier, so he quickly turned his horse's head and ran back.
Lin Hai spit out: "Hmph, if I let you go this time, my surname is not Lin!"
Quickly put the arrow on the string, the bow opened like a full moon, and the arrow went like a shooting star. Pan Meichen ran fast, but it was not as fast as Lin Hai's arrow.
With a squeak, the arrow bit Pan Meichen's war horse's neck. The horse ate the pain, screamed, stood up to a height of three feet, and threw Pan Meichen to the ground heavily. Plop! Pan Meichen opened her mouth and let out a red rainbow.
Seeing Pan Meichen fall off the horse, Lin Hai clapped his hands and shouted excitedly: "Okay! Brothers, you have drawn the bow perfectly, and you must put Pan Meichen within range, and shoot this old man who disturbed the country into a hedgehog!"
It was another round of ten thousand arrows firing, and all these ten thousand arrows had only one target in common, and that was Pan Meichen.
At this moment, Pan Meichen fell on the snow and was seriously injured. It was difficult for her to use her sword, and she blocked it with an arrow. He yelled, and was pierced by thousands of arrows. How Song Qiang died, the same retribution was on him.
A generation of heroes who dominated the north died tragically at Waqiao Pass.
Lin Hai pointed to Pan Meichen's body: "If you want to follow in the footsteps of old thief Pan, you don't have to put down your weapons!"
Pan Meichen is dead, so why fight! There is a checkpoint in the front, and there are tens of thousands of imperial guards chasing behind. Who wants to be pierced by thousands of arrows? The remaining two thousand rebels dropped their weapons one after another, knelt down on the ground, willing to surrender.
Lin Hai looked at the sky, and burst into tears unknowingly: "General Song, today I killed old thief Pan and avenged you. You can rest in peace now!"
All the officers and men of the imperial forest army were moved by it, and they all burst into tears.
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On the north gate tower, with the fire burning, Zi Yan's expression became a little strange. Sometimes she scratched her face, sometimes scratched the back of her head, and sometimes moved her buttocks, as if the fire was burning her.
In the evening, the weather was cold, and Ziyan's nose was running, and he sucked it, and his pink face was frozen purple and white. He wanted to stand up several times, but Rong Changan held down his shoulders.
"Sister Ziyan, what are you rushing to do?"