Deng Mu saw through the enemy's false surrender plan, so he deployed most of his troops to the South Gate area.

However, the defense line in the East Gate area did not fall into emptiness because of this. It can even be said that it was heavily guarded and almost no breakthrough was left.

Unless Deng Mu had already seen through all this and foresaw that the enemy would break out from the East Gate, so he carefully arranged an ambush here.

This realization made Tan Dao sweat coldly on his back. He quickly turned his horse's head and intended to evacuate as soon as possible.

At this moment, the soldiers disguised as Chen Jun were running wildly, but Tan Dao's shouting only stopped half of them.

Zhang Panze was already killing red-eyed. He was fully focused on charging on horseback, turning a deaf ear to Tan Dao's orders and just galloping forward.

Suddenly, a solemn horn sounded at the end of the darkness, and the sound pierced the silent night sky.

In the originally dark night, countless torches suddenly lit up, illuminating the sky like daylight.

Under the light of the fire, countless Han soldiers rushed out from all directions like divine soldiers descending from the sky, and launched an encirclement and annihilation of the pseudo-Chen army that had entered the camp.

Zhang Pan's face suddenly changed. He hurriedly reined in his horse and stared at the unbelievable scene in front of him in horror.

Thousands of hot-headed pseudo-Chen soldiers also stopped. They looked around in panic and fell into extreme panic and confusion.

Ambush!

It was actually an ambush of the Han army!

"What is going on?

Didn't the thief Deng fall for our false surrender?

Shouldn't all his troops be transferred to the south gate? How could there be an ambush here?"

Zhang Pan looked at the Han soldiers who kept pouring in in front of him in astonishment, and for a moment he couldn't come back to his senses.

And Tan Dao rushed over, frowning and shouting loudly:

"Our false surrender was discovered by the thief Deng!

We fell for his trick! We must withdraw to Boyang City immediately!"

Zhang Pan's heart was shocked, and suddenly he realized it. He looked forward in astonishment, as if he still couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

At this moment, the formation of the Han army parted like a wave, and a dazzling figure in golden armor appeared in everyone's sight.

That was the great Han leader - Deng Mu.

He stood proudly on his horse, looking down at the panicked enemy troops with a sarcastic look. He sneered:

"Tan Dao, Zhang Pan, do you think your petty tricks can deceive me? It's ridiculous."

Tan Dao and Zhang Pan were shocked, and a sense of endless horror surged in their hearts.

They seemed to fall into an icy abyss, completely shocked by Deng Mu's majestic aura.

Deng Mu pointed his whip and said coldly: "Tan Dao, Zhang Pan, I will give you a chance to live.

Dismount and surrender, and I will spare your lives; otherwise, I will let you die without a burial place!"

Tan Dao's heart was shocked again, and his eyes were filled withA deep fear flashed across his face. He gritted his teeth, turned around and tried to escape.

Zhang Pan stood still, staring at Deng Mu with wide eyes, holding the sword in his hand tightly. (To read the exciting novels, go to Fulu Novel Network!)

The murderous intent surged like a hurricane, and he roared:

"Deng thief! How dare you look down on my warriors of the pseudo-Chen! I will kill you!"

This roar was as tragic and resolute as the fight of a trapped beast.

Zhang Pan not only did not choose to escape, but rode his horse and swung his sword to kill Deng Mu.

He was lucky enough to think that as long as he could kill Deng Mu, he could turn the tide of the battle and change the world.

"As long as he is killed! The Han army will be in chaos! The king can march north and seize the world..."

Zhang Pan constantly strengthened this belief in his heart, driving himself forward.

However, his charge did not get close to Deng Mu as he wished, because Wen Tong had already rushed up with a sword and stopped him halfway.

"'Traitor! How dare you stop me from killing the thief! I will kill you--"

Zhang Pan's eyes suddenly turned red when he saw Wen Tong blocking his way.

He roared and swung the sword in his hand, slashing at Wen Tong with violent force, but Wen Tong went forward without fear.

"Zhang Pan! Don't you obey the will of heaven and surrender!"

Wen Tong shouted angrily, and the sword in his hand also slashed wildly.

The two swords collided in the air, making a dull thumping sound.

After this fight, Wen Tong still stood firmly in place, his breath as calm as water. []

Zhang Pan's body shook, and his blood and qi in his chest were surging. Obviously, he was slightly inferior in martial arts. (Noma Zhao)

However, Wen Tong did not give Zhang Pan a chance to breathe. The sword in his hand blasted out continuously like a storm, covering Zhang Pan in a sea of ​​swords and shadows.

At the same time, Deng Mu, who was watching the battle, did not focus on this fight.

He raised his whip and shouted loudly:

"All troops press forward! Kill all these stubborn enemies!"

As the order was conveyed, thousands of Han soldiers swept in from all directions like a tide, rushing towards the panicked enemy troops.

This battle has turned into a one-sided massacre, and the once arrogant enemy troops are now like lambs to be slaughtered. .

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