My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 228
The iron helmet was flattened, blood squeezed out of the seven orifices, and Lei Shan's entire head was deformed.

Zhang Yu looked at the corpse on the ground, still in a daze. At this time, he was 58 years old. His bun and beard were all gray. He was standing on the chariot with a wild goose feather knife in his hand. His eyes fell on the man opposite who was wearing Tang style armor. On the figure.

He remembered that King Zhu Di of Yan attacked Dongchang and was besieged by heavy troops. He and Zhu Neng went to rescue him, but were injured and exhausted. In a daze, he arrived here and saw a man from the Tang Dynasty.

When he turned back to look at Su Chen, who was dressed in extraordinary armor, he saw two figures next to Su Chen. The moment the figure and face of one of them were revealed, Zhang Yu put away the knife and knelt down on one knee.

"Old minister, I pay my respects to King Yan!"

The Tang Dynasty general riding on horseback over there also had a gray beard. His eyes fell on the other side of Su Chen. When he saw the second standing figure, the iron mace in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

He quickly dismounted, hurried over, arched his hands, knelt on one knee, tears already falling down his face, "Isn't my old minister Qin Qiong dreaming?"

On the chariot, Li Shimin, who was on Su Chen's side, came straight down and looked at the old minister who had spent his whole life in the military, was lying ill on the bed, and died soon after. He was slightly moved, and his voice was slightly choked, "I didn't dream, I am here, general." There too!"

Qin Qiong was helped up, her beard trembling slightly, her voice low and choked.

"I'm sorry for Your Majesty. I'm old and frail, bedridden with illness, and unable to continue to help Your Majesty with your worries... Your Majesty... Why are you so old..."

"I have passed away... I can't help you, I couldn't let you see the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty." Li Shimin clapped Qin Qiong's hand, "However, I will be here in the future, and the general will be here to take care of my king and ministers. No more separation, I will let you see the prosperous times!"

On the chariot, Zhu Di also helped Zhang Yu up. Looking at the old general who was nearly sixty years old, he felt unspeakable sadness in his heart.

"The general sacrificed his life to save me, so that I could escape from the siege, but the general did not see that I was successful!"

"You are in danger, how can I not fight to the death? If I can hear your highness's achievements with my own ears, I will die without regrets!" Zhang Yu, in his sixties, held Zhu Di's hand and cried loudly.

"Don't cry, don't cry. General, live your life again. I'll let you take a good look at the great rivers!"

On both sides, Zhu Di and Li Shimin said a few words of comfort, restrained their affection for their children, and shouted in unison: "Qin Qiong (Zhang Yu)!"

"exist!"

The two veterans seemed to have returned to their former heroic looks on the battlefield. Although there were still tears on their faces, they looked serious.

"Get rid of the thieves here and behead them!"

"Yes!"

The two of them shouted in unison!

After the voice fell, Qin Qiong picked up his mace and got on his horse. Zhang Yu, holding the Yanling knife in his hand, jumped out of the chariot, cut a rope with one knife, got on a white horse, and galloped out with Qin Qiong.

The two warriors, who spanned several dynasties, rushed out of the military formation, avoiding the thickest area of ​​the army, like two sharp arrows, heading straight towards the general of Wu State over there.

At this time, the latter was urging the Wu and Yue soldiers who were attacking in front to speed up their charge, tearing open the gap and heading towards Huanglong. Suddenly, in the peripheral vision, two figures on horseback cut through the waves and came across the front of the soldiers and upstream.

"The thief general——"

Qin Qiong took the lead, and his galloping horse knocked away two Vietnamese soldiers. He held two maces in his hands, and his beard was arrogant. He stared at Cui Zhan in front of him, who was tilting his head to look. He opened his clenched teeth and shouted: "——Big Tang Qin Shubao is here!"

Secret Technique: Extremely Brave and Powerful!
There were soldiers from Wu and Yue nearby who rushed towards them. With his mace, he knocked them back to the left and right. While the horse was galloping, Cui Zhan drew his sword. He was not weak in martial arts, so he spurred his horse to meet them directly.

When the horses' heads on both sides intertwined, they clashed wildly with the hammers coming at them. Cui Zhan yelled hysterically "Ahhhh" and swung the sword with all his strength. Qin Qiong's maces were extremely calm, having wielded them for so many years. More sophisticated and vicious than when he was young, he suddenly unleashed a series of blows, immediately knocking back Wu Jiang Cui Zhan's men and horses.

Sparks flew wildly on the opponent's blade, and the huge force forced the opponent's horse to continuously retreat. The horse was even pushed out without moving, plowing out the ravines drawn by the four hooves, drying the ground, and filling the air with shaking dust. .

Wu general Cui Zhan's bodyguards rushed up on horseback or on foot, but were intercepted by Zhang Yu who was running towards him from the other side. A wild goose feather knife slashed left and right in the crowd, cutting through the crowd as the horse rushed around. When Cui Zhan was behind him, Qin Qiong struck hard with both maces, hitting the opponent's curled blade. The huge force directly forced the yellow gelding under Cui Zhan to kneel on its forelimbs, and Cui Zhan above him was knocked away with his sword. go out.

In mid-air, Zhang Yu came on horseback, raised his hand and slashed in the air with his sword.

The blade slashed straight at the opponent's waist. Cui Zhan screamed "Ah!" in mid-air and broke into two pieces and flew left and right.

"The thief general is dead!"

Su Chen saw a scene in the distance on the chariot. He simply pushed away the soldiers who were driving, grabbed the reins and shook them, driving the four horses to pull the ancestral hearse and rush out. With the king's sword in one hand and the reins in the other, he rushed in directly. Among the Wu and Yue soldiers who were still charging, a loud voice shouted: "Soldiers, follow me and kill the enemy——"

A statue in the car swayed excitedly from side to side, laughing either wildly or gloomily.

The six-wheeled cart was like a chariot, running along with the emperors laughing wildly. Su Chen held the reins with one hand and wielded the Xia Wang Sword with the other hand, slashing down heads and spears wildly.

Dian Wei led more than 300 shield warriors to guard on the other side, slashing at the oncoming crowd.Qin Qiong and Zhang Yu rode back and rushed left and right in the crowd to kill the stragglers.

Soon, Zhao Yun and Baima Yi came in like a torrent, and the entire wilderness suddenly turned into another Shura field.

The fighting continued until the sky gradually became brighter. The entire field was littered with corpses of Wu and Yue soldiers for miles, and the lush green grass turned scarlet.

Su Chen stood on the chariot holding the King of Xia Sword. His face, hair, and armor were all covered with the blood of others. Dian Wei held his halberds and stared wide-eyed. Qin Qiong and Zhang Yu each held weapons to defend the chariot. The surrounding soldiers leaned against Shields, one by one, sat on the ground and fell asleep.Wu Zixun leaned on the wheel, breathing heavily and rubbing his cramped feet.

When the sky was getting brighter and the soldiers and horses who had been fighting all night came back one after another to hand over their orders, Su Chen nodded to the generals and only gave the order: "rest and recuperate on the spot."

One day later, the wounded were left behind, and the five armies, totaling 8000 people, drove the [-] surrendered prisoners southward in a mighty manner. On the way, they met a general named Meng Tuo and directly ran over the [-] Tiefeng Yijie Army under his command. , the latter resisted for a moment and asked the Yan army to surrender.

The [-]-strong army, which originally numbered one million, was wiped out in several battles. There was no longer any blocking force in the north of Yangzhou, and the last resistance surrendered under the front.

In this battle, Su Chen led his mighty troops to attack Lu Yang!
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A large number of wounded and routed soldiers were routed from the north and fled frantically from north to south, rushing towards Luyang. When the Wei scouts along the way saw this scene, their hearts dropped.

He galloped wildly on his horse and rushed towards the capital.

At this time, the whole of Luyang was completely enveloped in the panic of war. The common people and wealthy households who had originally hid in the city began to gather at the east, west, and south gates, begging the generals guarding the city to let them leave.

Even some nobles began to pack up their belongings and asked the eldest son of the family to visit the generals guarding the city. Bribery and favors were used in various ways.

At this time, Pei Min and others who were in the city began to take action and spread rumors everywhere, saying that the emperor wanted to bury the entire city with them and asked them to defend the city together.

For a time, the people who were most easily incited became anxious and even stormed the city gate several times, but they were suppressed later.

The Imperial Palace of Wei State.

The emperor who was knocked out of anger had now come to his senses. He was lying on the dragon bed and drinking the decoction, with the queen accompanying him.

"How's the war going?"

The queen hesitated to speak. She did not dare to tell her husband the news from the front line. "Your Majesty will take good care of yourself and wait for the ministers to report."

"Haha, there's no need to hide it. Although I'm sick, I'm still much more awake."

Zhao Chuanting took a deep breath and raised his hand to push away the feeding spoon, "If the army outside the city is defeated, it is defeated. There is nothing to be ashamed of. My Luyang City has strong walls and sufficient food. I am afraid that they will attack." ?”

"If your Majesty can think this way, I will feel relieved."

The queen touched the back of his hand and shed tears of distress, "Your Majesty, it is important to take good care of yourself. I will leave the affairs of the city to the ministers. It just so happens that the emperor's uncle is back, so he will be in charge of defending the city."

"Uncle Emperor..."

Zhao Chuanting looked at the quilt and murmured in a daze, "I shouldn't have pulled him back... I have no shame to see him... Queen, I have a box of snacks here, you send someone to deliver it to the emperor."

The queen nodded and took out a wooden box from under the cabinet. It was so light in her hands that it seemed like there was nothing inside.

Her face changed slightly.

Immediately, his expression dimmed and he handed the wooden box to the eunuch who came over.

Outside, it started to rain heavily. Soon a carriage drove out of the imperial city and came to Baiguan Mansion Street. After turning a street corner, it came to a mansion.

This is Zhao Guangshi's former house. His family members are all in Huizhou, and his only son lives here. The family has a small population and a low-key life. It is not luxurious, and many places even look desolate.

The rain fell heavily on the eaves. After the old man came back from the battlefield, he often sat under the eaves and stared at the heavy rain. Soon, a group of eunuchs in palace attire came over behind his son Zhao Jun.

It was said that it was a reward sent by the emperor to express his condolences.

Zhao Jun happily opened the wooden box in front of his father. There was nothing inside, and the old man didn't care. Instead, he laughed twice.

In the afternoon of that day, news spread that Master Zhao Guang was ill.

The old man was lying on the bed, his lips were black and showed signs of poisoning. The children at home wanted to see the doctor, but he refused.

Zhao Guangshi took his son and explained some funeral arrangements and his thoughts on defending the city in front of the bed.

Then he let go of his hand, looked at the ceiling of the tent, opened his mouth slightly, pursed his lips, and said: "Keep it..."

"Hold..." he said again.

When the last sound came, he stared, stopped breathing, and lay quietly on the bed motionless.

Outside the house, the servants and maids in the family burst into tears, and white banners were hung up in the Zhao Mansion...

On the eighth day of August, the Yan army that was marching south arrived at Luyang City and set up camp thirty miles outside Luyang City.

In the palace, Zhao Chuanting went to court sick, and everything became tense.

(End of this chapter)