"Who are you? Why does your voice sound so familiar?"
Dian Wei frowned.
The tall man laughed and took off the black cloth covering his face.
"Brother Dianwei, we haven't seen you for a long time. You can't even recognize my voice?"
Dian Wei was stunned for a moment, then lost his voice and said,
"Brother Xing...Xing Daorong?"
Before he could react, the man next to Xing Daorong also took off the black cloth and said with a smile,
"General Dian, you're fine!"
"Mr. Moto Nao!"
Yes, these two people are Xu Shu and Xing Daorong!
"Brother, what...what is going on?"
Xu Chu said with a confused expression.
Yang Ling chuckled and said to Xu Shu,
"Please also ask Mr. Yuan Nao to explain it in detail for them."
"I obey my orders."
Xu Shu smiled and told the reasons one by one!
Back then, he turned his back on Liu Bei and took refuge in Yang Ling. Although he was forced to do so, he still had feelings for him.
Yang Ling noticed this and had an in-depth exchange with Xu Shu.
At that time, Cao Cao had passed away and Cao Pi ascended the throne.
Under this background, Yang Ling did not allow Xu Shu to serve in the court, but went secretly to train dead soldiers for him!
Although Xu Shu was a scholar, he was good at martial arts.
Later, Yang Ling sent Xing Daorong to assist Xu Shu.
In the past few years, Xu Shu and Xing Daorong took in refugees and carefully selected them to train three thousand dead soldiers for Yang Ling!
They are lurking in Xudu City, and they are no different from ordinary people on weekdays.
But as long as Yang Ling gives the order, they will gather together and be willing to sacrifice their lives for Yang Ling!
And these three thousand dead soldiers are Yang Ling's biggest trump card!
"Mr. Yuan Zhi and General Xing are indeed amazing!"
Looking at the three thousand dead soldiers around them, Dian Wei, Xu Chu and others couldn't help but sigh.
While they were talking, they saw the soldiers of the Forbidden Army escorting Sima Yi over.
At this time, Sima Yi's face was pale, his eyes were gloomy, and he no longer had the same demeanor as yesterday.
"Sima Yi, there are many people who have the ability to kill me, but you are definitely not one of them."
Yang Ling said calmly.
Sima Yi gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Ling.
"I don't know something, please tell me!"
"speak!"
"How on earth did you get in touch with the outside world?"
Although Xia Houen and Xia Houjie were both useless, Sima Yi was very sure that the Yang Mansion was surrounded by imperial soldiers.
So how did Yang Ling notify the outside world and let these dead soldiers come to his rescue?
Seeing Sima Yi's puzzled look, Yang Ling smiled slightly and pointed at a few birds flying in the sky.
"What's the meaning?"
"I have been training a lot of pigeons recently, and it is through them that I keep in touch with the outside world."
Although flying pigeons to convey letters first originated in the Western Han Dynasty, it was not until the Sui and Tang Dynasties that it was truly used on a large scale.
Most people in the world today don't know that pigeons can be used to deliver messages.
In order to deal with Cao Pi's surveillance, Yang Ling specially trained a group of pigeons.
It was through flying pigeons that he kept in touch with Xu Shu and others, so he could grasp the news from the outside world!
"Brother is really smart, he can think of such a way!"
"I'm telling you, why is the elder brother raising pigeons so well?"
Dian Wei, Xu Chu and others couldn't help but marveled.
A wry smile appeared on Sima Yi's face.
This Yang Ling is really smart, he can think of such a way!
He closed his eyes and said calmly,
"Kill or behead, it's up to you!"
"Keep him alive first, and deal with him later!"
Yang Ling waved his hand, indicating that Sima Yi should be pushed down first.
Then he took a step forward, looked at the three thousand dead soldiers in front of him, and said in a deep voice,
"The right way is to raise an army for a thousand days and use it for a while!"
"Today is the time to put you to use!"
The three thousand dead soldiers all saluted Yang Ling and said respectfully,
"Swear loyalty to the general!"
"Very good, come here, behead Xia Houen and sacrifice him to the flag!"
Following Yang Ling's order, Xu Chu slashed down, and Xia Houen's head instantly flew up into the sky, and blood flew out several feet away!
Seeing this, Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction and climbed onto the prepared war horse.
"If we win today, I will drink the victory wine with you all!"
"If we lose today, I will fight to the death with you all!"
"Gentlemen, start trouble!"
"Get started, get started, get started!"
All the soldiers present roared in anger!
Yang Ling didn't hesitate, clamped the horse's belly, and rushed out first!
Zhao Yun, Dian Wei, Xu Chu and others followed closely behind.
Behind them are three thousand dead soldiers and a group of imperial soldiers who surrendered!
In order to identify themselves, they tied cloth bands on their right arms.
In this crusade against Cao Pi, Yang Ling's first priority was to capture the arsenal in the east of the city.
Although the three thousand dead soldiers under his command had weapons, they had no armor.
Even if the imperial army in the palace did not have muskets, bows and arrows alone could cause heavy casualties to the dead soldiers.
Not to mention they are all wearing armor.
Although these dead soldiers were ready to sacrifice for Yang Ling, Yang Ling was not willing to let their sacrifices be in vain!
Moreover, the gate of the palace is strong. If Yang Ling does not capture the arsenal and obtain the black powder stored inside, there is no way Yang Ling can conquer it.
Not long after, Yang Ling and his party arrived outside the arsenal.
The sound of "rumbling" footsteps instantly woke up the two guards who were dozing against the wall.
The two of them rubbed their eyes and were surprised when they saw the large number of people in front of them.
Damn it, are you so excited?
"Stop...stop, who are you..."
The two men quickly raised their spears and asked in trembling voices.
"Blinding your dog eyes, you are the general of the dynasty!"
Xu Chu cursed.
"Great...general?"
The two guards were stunned for a moment, then subconsciously put down their weapons.
"Let me ask you, where is Xiahou Mao?"
Yang Ling asked softly.
"Report to the general, General Xiahou is inside."
The guard pointed behind him.
The arsenal contains a large number of weapons and armor, and its importance is self-evident.
As early as Cao Cao's time, he built a fortress in the city as an arsenal.
At this time, the guards in the arsenal heard the movement, closed the door, and stood ready on the wall.
Yang Ling narrowed his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly to the door.
"Where is General Zilin?"
After a while, a young general with a face somewhat similar to Xiahou Dun hurried to the wall.
He is Xiahou Dun's son, Xiahou Dun, who is responsible for guarding the arsenal.
Seeing Yang Ling at the foot of the city, Xia Houmao, who was buttoning his buttons, was stunned for a moment.
"General...General? What do you mean?"
Xia Houmao naturally knew about Yang Ling being imprisoned by Cao Pi.
Seeing him appear outside the arsenal, followed by thousands of troops, Xia Houmao instinctively had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Long time no see, Zilin."
Yang Ling said hello lightly,
"To be honest, I intend to attack the ignorant and ignorant king, so I came to borrow some weapons from you."
