"Drive..."

  Spurring on a fast horse, the knight on the horse gallops forward crazily.

  Ahead is the city of Cangzhou, and the soldiers guarding it have already discovered the enemy's trail, raised their spears, and are waiting in a tight formation.

  However, the knight on horseback had no intention of entering the city. He drove his horse along the city wall, circling around it, and drew out his bow and arrow, putting an arrow on the string.

  "Whoosh..."

  An arrow fell far away on top of the city wall.

  The soldiers looked at each other in dismay, this man's archery was obviously not accurate, this arrow was clearly aimed at the flagpole, but in fact it missed by a wide margin and only fell on the city wall.

  But his arm strength was far beyond theirs. Even if they wanted to return an arrow to him, it would be a case of having the will but not the power.

  That knight rode his horse without stopping, shouting loudly: "The great victory of Taiyuan, the Black Flag Army's Xu Haifeng, General Xu, led 100,000 iron cavalry to defeat the Xiongnu at the foot of Taiyuan City, beheading 200,000 enemies and capturing countless others. Now the Xiongnu people are fleeing in disarray, disturbing the neighboring countries. The general's order is: Those who raise the banner of righteousness and surrender to the Great Han, capturing the remaining Xiongnu soldiers and defeated generals, will have their past mistakes forgiven."

  His voice was loud and powerful, carrying far and wide, although it couldn't reach the entire city. However, the people inside the city gate could hear him clearly.

  Half a catty later, it was unclear who shouted first, and then there was thunderous applause.

  The joyful emotions spread quickly, with everyone rushing to tell each other, their eyes filled with uncontrollable delight.

  The city was in an uproar...

  The knight's mouth didn't stop, his hand holding the whip made two false slashes in the air.

  The horse under him suddenly exerted its strength and in an instant was far away.

  He also had to send flyers to the next city and town, although he was already very tired at this time, but his heart was exceptionally excited, like drinking sweet dew, indulging in it, without feeling any bitterness.

  As early as the first day of the big victory, Xu Haifeng had already drawn out the best soldiers from the army and 50 members from that special forces.

  They each brought two horses and stocked up on food and water.

  Of course, the most important thing is that thick stack of flyers and several quivers.

  As for the route of march, Xu Haifeng had already arranged it properly for them.

  They marched on, and whenever they came across a city or town, regardless of whether it was empty or not.

  They all put an arrow in a quiver with a flyer and shot it into one of them.

  At the same time, loud shouts were heard from his mouth, and the news of the great victory spread throughout the entire Han Dynasty.

  The Xiongnu controlled much of northern China.

  However, their occupation time was not long after all, and people's hearts had not been gathered yet.

  After getting the exact news, the officials and scholars who had already surrendered to the Xiongnu and pretended to be their sons in front of them all turned against them, united together, killed or captured the nearby Xiongnu people.

  Everyone already knows that the Xiongnu's fortune has come to an end and it is time for the great Han to rise again.

  In a short period of time, the entire northern land was once again filled with the yellow dragon flags of the Great Han.

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  "Master, master..."

  A sudden shout came from the gate of the government office, and the old steward hastened to arrive in a flurry.

  Zeng Zhihong lifted his head from the desk, and all official documents from both Changsha and Zhuzhou had been concentrated here.

  Since he took over as the top official of two provinces, he has been busy day and night, with his days and nights upside down.

  However, he could only numb himself with this endless work. As soon as he had a moment to himself, the innocent and naive face of a young child would flash before his eyes.

  "What's going on?" A tired voice slowly rose up.

  "Your Excellency, a messenger has just arrived with news of a great victory in Taiyuan."

  "Ding......"

  The pen in his hand fell to the ground unintentionally, but Zeng Zhihong seemed to be unaware of it.

  He suddenly stood up from his seat, and due to excessive tension, his voice also trembled slightly. He asked in a low voice: "The great victory... which messenger is it? Is it Commander Gu's?"

  Zeng Zhihong's eyes were fixed tightly on the old butler, afraid that he would make a negative move.

  However, what plunged him into deep despair was that the old butler's head shook like a rattle drum.

  His body suddenly fell back, and the chair behind him was subjected to heavy pressure, making a harsh "creaking" sound.

  "Could it be that the Xiongnu have won?" he muttered to himself.

  "Not... sir." The old butler didn't notice Zeng Zhihong's change, his heart still immersed in a sea of joy, he spoke incoherently: "We won, we won."

  "Did the Hans win?"

  "That's right, we won."

  A voice of wild joy burst out from his throat, unable to be suppressed. From great sorrow to great joy, Zeng Zhihong stood up again, but only felt stars in front of his eyes, his footsteps stumbled, and he almost fell down.

  The old steward noticed this time and immediately came forward to support him.

  "Aren't you the messenger of Gu Da Shuai?"

  After calming down his emotions, Zeng Zhihong suddenly remembered something and asked.

  After experiencing intense emotional fluctuations, he was somewhat at a loss.

  With a pair of eyes fixed on the old butler's every move, fearing that he would hear some negative news from his mouth again.

  "It's not Gu Da Shuai, but a messenger of General Xu."

  "General Xu? Which General Xu?" Zeng Zhihong asked in surprise.

  The old steward patted his forehead, took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Zeng Zhihong, saying: "Master, just now a messenger shot this arrow into the city. At the same time, he shouted loudly 'Black Flag Army Commander-in-Chief Xu Da led 100,000 elite soldiers to defeat the Xiongnu people under Taiyuan City, beheading 200,000 and capturing countless prisoners.' I got the news, picked up this letter, and came to find you immediately."

  He snatched the letter and opened it hastily, scanning it quickly.

  After a long time, he closed his eyes, and from the corners of his eyes flowed out a thread of tears, which were tears of extreme joy.

  "Master... Master..." The old steward called out cautiously from beside him.

  Zeng Zhihong was like a dream come true. He took a deep breath, and his voice suddenly became severe: "Quickly, get Chen Yinggao to come here."

  "Yes..." The old steward responded with a single word, turned around and left. However, he had just stepped out the door when he immediately turned back, shouting: "Master, Vice Commander Chen has arrived."

  One person followed behind Old Guan's back with big strides, it was Chen Yinggao, the leader of the bodyguards of Chen Xinhong, the former defender general of Cangzhou.

  "Did you also get the news?"

  "Yes, adults, the whole city is talking about it, it's hard not to know."

  Chen Yinggao's tone was filled with uncontrollable excitement, this matter came too suddenly, but it was the greatest joy he had been dreaming of.

  He nodded slightly and asked, "Can you still control the garrison of Cangzhou City?"

  Chen Yinggao straightened his body, his voice loud and powerful: "Don't worry, the city guards are all good men loyal to the great Han. As long as you give the order, they will charge forward without hesitation and won't bring shame to you."

  "Alright..." Zeng Zhihong's gaze was indifferent, his voice even colder: "Then assemble the city guards, capture all those Xiongnu people inside the city, remember... not a single one is left."

  It is...

  Since the Xiongnu took over the city of Changzhou, due to the issue of manpower, it is impossible for them to deploy a large idle army here.

  They merely stationed two companies there.

  The position of Defender General of the City Guard was naturally held by that Hundred-Man Commander.

  At the same time, some higher positions in the guarding army were also held by Xiongnu people.

  However, there were also some positions left for the Hans.

  Chen Yinggao took this position under the recommendation of Zeng Zhigang.

  At this time, they received news of the Huns' great defeat in Taiyuan, and Chanyu quickly assembled his troops.

  Ordered the troops to blockade the whole city and drive pedestrians back home, with a decree that anyone who spoke out of turn would be killed without pardon.

  However, his orders were apparently not effectively carried out.

  After a moment, the noise in the city did not decrease but instead grew louder and more intense.

  He flew into a rage and ordered his personal troops to prepare their horses, intending to take the field himself and kill someone to establish his authority.

  However, before he could leave the city's school grounds, a loud quarrelsome voice was heard from outside the gate.

  His heart tightened and he hastily rushed over.

  Only then did Zeng Zhihong walk up with his head held high and his chest out, striding towards them.

  Behind him were dense and numerous, hand-held blades, with fierce light in their eyes, the guarding army.

  A sinister premonition suddenly rose in his heart, and he grasped the hilt of his sword, shouting: "Zeng sir, what do you want to do?"

  Zeng Zhihong smiled coldly and said, "Bao Jia, don't you know what this official wants to do?"

  His pupils gradually contracted in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Zeng Zhihong, do you want to betray the Chanyu?"

  "Betrayal?" Zeng Zhihong's eyes suddenly blazed with two raging fires of anger: "If it weren't for you bunch of Xiongnu dogs, would I need to betray? I'd rather eat your flesh raw to vent the hatred in my heart."

  A fierce anger flashed in his eyes, but he was able to be appointed as the head of Cangzhou, and naturally he wasn't a reckless person.

  He calmed down and suddenly said: "Zeng sir, others can rebel, but you cannot."

  "Why?"

  "Zeng, do you still remember Chen Xinhong? He's a martyr of your Han people now. His orphan's blood is on your hands. Do you think the Hans will let you off? The tone of Zuo Jia's words had a hint of temptation: "Why don't you listen to my advice and bring your family with me back to the grasslands? I'll ensure that you continue to enjoy wealth and glory."

  "Hehe...... Hehe...... Hahaha......"

  Zeng Zhihong suddenly burst out laughing loudly, and by the end he was actually howling.

  He stared at Zhā Jié, his eyes filled with resentment and hatred that came from the marrow of his bones, making Zhā Jié shiver inexplicably.

  One word at a time, Zeng Zhihong was almost gnashing his teeth as he spoke:

  "Bring him to me... I'll personally behead him."

  It is...

  Chen Yinggao and his guards rushed up from behind, and suddenly a burst of clashing sounds erupted.

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