The Hangu Pass was almost covered with torches under the cover of night.

There was a torch at each of the battlements.

The soldiers patrolling the city gate were also crisscrossed.

The soldiers standing behind the battlements dared not close their eyes for a moment, keeping a close eye on the Liangzhou army outside the pass in the distance.

The Liangzhou army was renowned for its fighting prowess.

Moreover, he is notorious for his brutality.

On one side was the strict military law, and on the other was the brutal Liangzhou army. Not a single soldier dared to let their guard down.

In contrast, look outside the city gates.

Total darkness.

After setting up camp, the Liangzhou army didn't even light torches.

They were like a pack of wild beasts lurking in the darkness.

Duan Yu's tent was also pitch black.

Big Black and Little Black lay motionless on either side of the tent, as if they were asleep.

.............

Inside Hangu Pass.

Because soldiers have been stationed here for a long time, a huge military camp mainly composed of soldiers has long been formed inside the pass.

The mud-brick military camp was nestled against both sides of a mountain stream, with the towering Loess Plateau loess plateau lofting overhead.

There are also repaired steps leading up from the Loess Plateau on both sides.

The steps lead up to the Loess Plateau, where defenses can be carried out from both sides above the pass blocking the end of the ancient Hangu Pass.

This was also to guard against a small number of enemies climbing the high-altitude slopes on both sides to enter the pass and launch a surprise attack.

At this time, even inside the city gate, a large number of torches were lit, illuminating every corner of the city gate.

But even with such a tight defense, there are always areas that are missed.

Under the cover of night, a dark figure lurked in the darkness.

Despite the tight defenses, he leaped down from the loess hill to the left of the city gate and landed steadily outside the wall of a courtyard inside the city gate.

After a pause of less than a second, the dark figure swiftly climbed the wall and then vaulted into the backyard of the villa.

After entering the backyard, the shadowy figure flashed again and hid under the eaves of the nearest house.

In the distance, a patrol of soldiers happened to pass by, but they did not notice the figure.

Duan Yu, whose face was plastered on the wall, turned the corner and walked into the courtyard.

The courtyard was silent, except for one room where an oil lamp was lit; the rest of the surrounding rooms were pitch black.

After glancing at it, Duan Yu walked towards the room where the oil lamp was lit.

At this moment, Ding Yuan was sitting behind a small table in the room.

A lit oil lamp was placed on the table.

Ding Yuan, holding a scroll of bamboo slips, was reading the contents of the scrolls by the light of an oil lamp.

Suddenly, the door moved slightly.

Upon hearing the sound, Ding Yuan looked up, frowned, and asked warily, "Who is it!"

As he spoke, Ding Yuan's hand naturally reached for the horizontal sword placed to the side.

creak~

With a sound of a door opening, the door suddenly opened from the outside.

A biting cold wind blew in.

Sitting behind the desk, Ding Yuan shivered as the wind blew through him.

The oil lamp on the table flickered.

Ding Yuan shielded the flame with his hand, then stood up, holding the oil lamp, and walked towards the door.

Upon arriving at the door, Ding Yuan first glanced to the left of the doorway. Just as he was about to close the door, a large hand suddenly reached out from the right.

He grabbed Ding Yuan by the neck.

Clang...

The oil lamp in Ding Yuan's hand fell to the ground and went out instantly.

With one hand gripping Ding Yuan's neck, Duan Yu carried Ding Yuan into the house and closed the door behind him.

Upon realizing that the person who came was Duan Yu, Ding Yuan's eyes widened in shock. His face turned red and purple from being choked, and he kicked wildly with his legs while forcefully prying Duan Yu's hands outward.

"Don't bother, just relax and get on your way."

Ding Yuan's wide eyes were filled with fear.

And it's clear what they want to say.

but.

Duan Yu suddenly exerted force with his arm, and with a crisp cracking sound, Ding Yuan's neck tilted to the side, and the next moment his hands and feet went limp.

Duan Yu, carrying Ding Yuan's corpse in one hand, came to the table and picked up the horizontal sword that was placed to the side.

With a swift stroke, he severed Ding Yuan's head.

Since we said we would hang Ding Yuan's head outside the pass, then we should hang it outside the pass.

You have to keep your word.

It's been a long time since I've done assassinations, and my skills have gotten a bit rusty.

After straightening Ding Yuan's body and placing it on the table, Duan Yu sat down, picked up Ding Yuan's head, and walked out of the house, then closed the door behind him.

He himself cannot open the city gate by himself right now.

There are three exception gates on both sides of Hangu Pass.

The first layer is the normal closing gate, the second layer is the heavy-duty gate, and the third layer is the closing gate of the barbican.

Whether you come from the inside or the outside, to break through the barrier, you must open these three layers of doors.

Perhaps with a bit of luck, he might be able to open a door with the one-in-ten chance of getting the "Bloody Battle in All Directions" affix.

However, the closing of the doors on the second and third floors cannot also be based on luck.

The ballistae, crossbows, rolling logs, stones, and oil on the city walls wouldn't give him that much time to use them.

Although Hangu Pass is well-defended, it can hold off a large army, but it cannot hold off one man.

Duan Yu returned along the same route he had come from, arriving back at the camp outside the city.

............

Time flows on, the sun, moon, stars, and city alternate, and in the blink of an eye, dawn breaks.

The soldiers who had been on duty at the city gate all night breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yang, who was on duty until dawn, took a deep breath of the morning chill.

After the cold air entered his lungs, Zhang Yang, whose mind was foggy, finally cleared up a bit.

There were footsteps behind me.

Song Xian and Hou Cheng walked together toward the city gate, yawning as they went.

"You've worked hard, Mr. Zhang."

Song Xian smirked and said, "If you ask me, we should have shot Duan Yu dead yesterday. Why did Zhang have to stand on the city gate all night?"

Zhang Yang glanced at Song Xian with disgust but remained silent.

Zhang Yang was not entirely in favor of taking these people in at the beginning.

Song Xian, Hou Cheng, Wei Xu, and a few others said that they were unwilling to follow Duan Yu because they were away from home.

Zhang Yang expressed doubt about these words at the time.

Lu Bu has followed Duan Yu for so long and has achieved fame and fortune. Why should a great man stay at home instead of making contributions?

Moreover, none of them were the kind of people who regarded fame and fortune as worthless.

None of these three were free from vanity.

Perhaps seeing that Zhang Yang didn't speak, Song Xian laughed even more unrestrainedly.

However, at this moment.

A whooshing sound came from afar.

swoosh~

boom!

The next second, the soldiers on the city gate felt a tremor beneath their feet.

Outside the pass, Duan Yu, riding on Xiao Hei's back, was still in a throwing posture.

A long spear was driven right into the plaque above the gate that read 'Hangu Pass'.

Song Xian, who was mocking Zhang Yang, lay on the battlement and cautiously glanced at the spear.

With just one glance, Song Xian was completely dumbfounded.

On the black spear nailed to the plaque of the city gate, a bloody human head was still sticking out.

Although the face of the severed head was partially obscured by blood-stained black hair, Song Xian still recognized the familiar face at a glance.

"Big... big... sir!"

Zhang Yang was taken aback.

grown ups?

What adult?

After glancing at Song Xian's arrogance, he also lay down on the battlement and looked down.

Then, Zhang Yang's eyes widened in surprise.

Fear gradually filled Zhang Yang's pupils, and then he looked at Duan Yu in the distance, who was dressed in black armor.

"No...this is terrible..."

"Oh no...!"

"The governor has cut off someone's head!"

"It's terrible! The governor's head has been cut off!"

A flurry of shouts rang out from below the city gate.

The soldiers on the city wall who heard this immediately fell into chaos.

Some have also discovered that Ding Yuan's head was pinned to a plaque hanging on the city wall by a spear thrown by Duan Yu.

"I keep my word."

Outside the city, Duan Yu's cold gaze swept over Hangu Pass: "I said I would nail Ding Yuan's head here today, and I will never go back on my word!"

"Now, I'm giving you one more chance. Open the city gates before nightfall, or you'll suffer the same fate as Ding Jianyang!"

Duan Yu's gaze fell on Song Xian and Hou Cheng.

Spurred by Duan Yu's gaze, Song Xian and Hou Cheng felt as if they were being pricked by thorns, a chill running down their spines.

"Next......"

Duan Yu pointed a finger at Song Xian and Hou Cheng.

"You might be next... or maybe you will be next..."

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