My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 235: Defeat Luyang!

"...I have humbled myself... I have made others laugh... I have brought trouble to the Tang Dynasty, causing it to decline from prosperity... I have seen the face of heaven, I have conquered Chang'an, and destroyed the prosperity of the world with my own hands... It turns out... It’s addictive…”

The fat, old body came out in armor, and the blade was still dripping with blood. An Lushan stood at the backup camp in the city. In his field of vision, hundreds of soldiers had been killed on the ground, and next to the bodies of these soldiers, standing They were strong soldiers, and their arms were tied with black scarves representing the Northern Xuanshui.

They have a special name given by Anlu Mountain: Yiluo River.

All the strong men selected from the original grain team have been following him, and the younger ones were adopted by him as adopted sons. After entering the capital, they were promoted to official positions, and 200 more people were added to form the Eight Hundred Guards House.

"Follow your adoptive father and seize the city gate...welcome King Xia into the city!"

An Lushan put on his iron helmet and got on his horse. The [-] infantrymen opposite him turned around and rushed out of the camp. Horses were galloping outside. Someone saw the soldier who left the camp without permission and asked questions. He was then put down. Lu Shan was killed with one strike, and the fast horses running around stopped and looked over in surprise.

At this point, there was no need to attack other teams. An Lushan shook off the blood stains on his knife, withdrew his gaze, and raised his knife to point in the direction of Xuanchun Gate.

"Ignore them and go straight to the city gate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he galloped on his horse, with eight hundred fake soldiers following closely behind, running wildly.When the other camps on both sides heard the noise outside, the soldiers walked to the fences and camp gates and looked out, wondering what was going on with the 800 people.

Before they arrived, they saw An Lushan's murderer Ling Qi. He rode his horse and rushed to the camp to take a look. Then he turned back and shouted loudly on the road between the camps: "This camp is rebelling. Stop them!" Only then did the soldiers in the camp react, grab their weapons and rush out of the camp gate, while the 800 people followed An Lushan and ran three miles away.

"Come on!"

"That's the city gate over there—"

"Shoot the arrow!! Quick! Quick!"

The sounding arrows continued to shoot into the sky to send messages, and the direction they sent continued to the northeast, which was the city wall of Xuanchunmen. It carried countless soldiers from both sides, all of them were fighting crazily on it. Under the swarming figures, people's The corpses stretched out, and the blood spread like a stream, staining every part of the city wall red.

The terrifying knocking on the city gate and the loud arrows flying into the sky are not easy for people to notice. The five hundred soldiers inside the city gate, including the captain, are trying their best to resist the city gate, and there are still people behind them. Two battalions, totaling [-] Wei soldiers, were waiting in formation. They were ready to fight the enemy in the corridor under the tower after the city was broken.

call out!
The sound of warning arrows flew, and finally Wei Bing noticed it. He turned back to look at the sky in the distance, and then his eyes fell back, and he saw a few more figures on the street in front of him, like government officials or soldiers on patrol. They looked towards As they passed the corner of the street, they all ran away in panic. A knight chased after them and killed them one by one.

next second.

A soldier wearing Wei-style armor walked toward the corner of the street, stepping on the corpses on the ground.

"Watch the back! Rebels...rebels are in the city!"

Noticing the sudden change, the Wei soldiers shouted, and the array guarding the city gate instantly raised their guns. Looking at the 800 people who were attacking, they bravely faced them.

Outside the city gate, an arrow hit Li Xuanba's shoulder and bounced off the iron mantle. He raised his head and glanced at the archer who was shooting the arrow. He grinned and raised his arm backwards, bowed his body, and raised his right leg. He moved back and bent, and in the next moment, he stepped forward with his right leg, and the sledgehammer he raised brought up wind and thunder and smashed directly into the city gate.

boom--

Wengjin beat the drumsticks with a clearly audible sound of wind and thunder, and hit the city gate with a loud bang, creating a wave of air. Finally, half of the city gate could no longer bear it, and the door shaft cracked, and the door shaft was as thick as a wall. The city gate began to tilt, creaking and twisting, and fell down, directly pressing the soldiers behind who had no time to escape.

"The city gate is broken!"

"Kill!"

The waiting Hubu battalion lowered the shields above their heads, raised their blades, and rushed towards the door dragging their heavy armor. Zhang Fei mixed with the crowd and charged forward. Li Xuanba, who was the first to rush in, was like a meat grinder, hammering four times with his hammers. He swung it and smashed it hard, but before the long soldier could touch his body, the iron spear was broken by the smash.

"Hold it! Hold it! He's only one person!"

A Wei military captain with blood on his mouth screamed loudly and kept waving his weapons, asking the soldiers to pounce on him. In his field of vision, the figure in full iron armor wielding two hammers hit the statue of the Wei soldiers who pounced on him. It flew away like a monkey and hit the crowd and the arched passage wall.

The soldiers blocked the passage and looked at the Yan army generals who were rushing towards him like giant beasts. They were unable to evaluate him at all, as if he was no longer a person of this world.

How could there be such a person in the world? How could one person shake the city gate?

stomping on...

"The city has been destroyed, you surrender!"

Zhang Fei ran wildly with his spear, and behind him were two thousand tiger-stepping battalions that surged past Li Xuanba from both sides and fought together with the Wei soldiers here.

At this time, the tower above their heads was filled with the sound of fighting. Fang Yan, holding a broad sword in his hand, was already fighting with the Yan soldiers who rushed here. A Yan general holding a ring-headed sword and an iron shield roared madly, Leading more than a hundred Yan soldiers to fight over, the moment they met his eyes, the sound of the city gate collapsing could be heard from the tower below.

And many Yan people screamed excitedly.

His heart trembled suddenly.

The Yan army broke through the city gate!
"General be careful—"

The soldiers rushed over, flew forward, and were instantly pierced by a roaring spear. They flew backwards from Fang Yan's side and were stuck on the eaves of the city tower. In the chaotic fighting, Le Jinti had several dents on his head. Holding an iron shield and holding a ring-shou knife, he rushed towards this side. The surrounding Wei soldiers swarmed up and blocked Le Jin and the rushing Yan soldiers.

"Go!"

"General, let's go!"

The fighting at the top of the city has spread to the city tower, and most of the left and right city wall sections have fallen. Some of the Wei soldiers who retreated from that side already knew that the general over there, Jiang Zhongyi, was killed by this inconspicuous Yan general.

Twenty elite soldiers roared and pulled Fang Yan away from here, dragging him towards the stone steps behind the city tower. Only then did he realize that his legs were shaking slightly at some point. In his field of vision, he was yelling at him to evacuate. The soldier brandished his sword and rushed towards the Wei soldiers, and then disappeared among the opponent's steel swords and spears.

The wind roared the city wall with flames, and countless fighting figures on both sides rushed toward the city tower like ants.

The generous and fearless Wei soldiers and young men rushed forward with swords and wooden sticks. After a while, they disappeared together in front of the Yan soldiers who were constantly sweeping in from the left and right city walls.

In the blink of an eye, the surging 'ant colony' reached the tower.

Fang Yan saw Long Jin who had retreated here. His whole body was covered with stab wounds and gunshot wounds. He was slashed on the shoulder and neck by a fat veteran of the Yan Kingdom with a large serrated knife.He saw General Yan holding a big gun laughing wildly and flying a Wei military captain, picking up the torch on the ground and lighting the tower on fire.

He saw many young men squatting on the ground with their heads in fear, and the incoming Yan soldiers passed by them and rushed towards them.

He saw the rushing Yan soldiers pounce on the retreating Wei army and start a massacre-like battle.

He saw the flag of Wei standing in front of the city tower. The bushy-bearded veteran wielded a sword and cut off the flagpole. The flag with the word "Wei" had been floating in the city for more than 200 years. He had seen the big "Wei" flag since he was a child. 'The big flag with the word ', fell down from the top of the city together with the flagpole today.

"there is none left……"

Fang Yan held the sword and was led down the city wall with his arms raised by his own soldiers. However, the fighting here had reached an intense level. The Yan State advanced inch by inch, forcing the Wei soldiers guarding the corridor to retreat continuously.

The heavy knives in their hands were raised together, and then they were all chopped down. The shields, swords, and spears in the hands of Wei Bing seemed to be made of paper and were chopped to pieces.

Behind these Wei soldiers, there were 800 rebels squeezing over.

Fang Yan cheered up, threw away the sword in his hand, picked up a standard long knife from the ground, and joined the defensive formation with his guards, shouting loudly to boost morale, trying to stabilize the retreating soldiers.

The iron body is like a wall, the sword is raised!

A thousand Mo knives borrowed from the Xiliang army, coupled with the rough men of Zhang Fei's Hubu camp, all fell together, making a sound like cutting through gold and iron every time.

Fang Yan tried to use personal force to tear apart the opponent's front line and create the possibility of pushing back. He looked at the leader of the Yan army's front, a black man with a leopard head and ringed eyes, and led his bodyguards to kill the opponent.

"Wow--"

Fang Yan ran quickly, squeezing aside a Wei soldier in front, and slashed at the black man opposite who had just stabbed a spear with the long knife in his hand.

The fierce sword light slashed down with a whistling sound as it passed through the air. Zhang Fei blocked the spear with one hand, and the blade of the knife struck the spear body, causing sparks to fly up.

The huge force of the shock pushed Fang Yan back two steps. In the field of vision, Zhang Fei tilted his head, and the copper bell stared at him with big eyes. The heavy Zhangba snake spear swept away several Wei soldiers who rushed towards him. The shape is like a chariot pushing towards Fang Yan, the snake spear in his hand stirs up the wind and thunder, and slams down heavily——

General Wei, who was blocking with his sword, hit the guards coming behind him like a cannonball, and was thrown farther away. He rolled on the ground and rolled into a gourd of blood. When the guards rushed over to help him, he realized that he had expired. .

"The enemy leader is dead——"

Zhang Fei stepped forward, raised his spear and pointed at the city, "Destroy Wei, and the entire army enters the city!"

The tiger-stepping battalions all exerted their strength and pushed the front line violently. The moment Li Xuanba squeezed forward with the minced meat hanging on his body, the Wei soldiers who saw him retreated instantly, pushed his comrades behind, and fled into the city.

After a while, the Yizhou army entered the city.

After hearing the news, Guan Yu opened his phoenix eyes, touched the horse's belly with both feet, and raised his sword: "Tiger Cavalry Camp, follow Guan!" Behind him were more than 1000 broadsword cavalry and the remaining Yizhou soldiers. They all went out into battle and fought towards the city gate.

The scouts on flying horses rushed towards the Yan army's formation.

The moment Su Chen received the note, he waved away the King of Xia Sword and said, "Instruct Lu Bu, Ma Chao, and Zhao Yun to lead their cavalry around the city and seal off the southeast and west gates to prevent the Wei Emperor from escaping!"

"The rest, follow Gu Gu into the city and fight into the palace!"

The ancestral coffin started to move, and the two armies of Youyan and Bingzhou in front moved forward and rushed towards Xuanchun Gate.

……

A quarter of an hour later, the news of the fall of Xuanchun Gate reached the palace, and the whole palace was silent.

The shoulders of the bear-tiger-like emperor slumped down. He stood up slowly, without glancing at the civil and military officials in the court, and staggered back to the apse.The prince Zhao Longyi caught up with him, but he ignored him and returned to the inner palace in silence. After hearing the news, the queen greeted the emperor and sat down in the palace with a sad face.

"Your Majesty, there is still a chance at this moment. We evacuate from the palace and go to other states. We can still fight by calling in reinforcements!"

"The queen is right!"

The prince looked panicked and looked anxiously at his father, who was sitting silently beside the bed.

"I……"

After a long time, Zhao Chuanting squeezed out a hoarse voice, "...I'm not leaving. Prince, take my seal and leave quickly. From now on...it's all up to you..."

He raised his head and looked at his son.

"Don't imitate me...you know?"

Zhao Longyi nodded hesitantly, and then looked at his mother beside him. The latter had a loving look on her face. She touched her son's face and shook her head, "Mother is not leaving either. She will stay here with your father. Hurry up." Let’s leave!”

"Let's go!" Zhao Chuanting stamped his feet and shouted, "Do you want your whole family to die here?"

Zhao Longyi gritted his teeth, turned around and ran out of the dormitory, leaving without looking back.

Hearing his son's footsteps disappearing, Zhao Chuanting took his wife's hand, hugged her waist wordlessly, and leaned against her soft belly. After a moment, he stood up, grabbed the sword on the wall, and pulled it out!

The queen walked up to him, looked at her husband with a smile, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Queen...I will come to accompany you later!"

"My concubine, please go down first to sweep the couch and light the lamp for His Majesty."

Clang!
The blade of the sword cut through the air with a 'pop' sound, and a line of blood splashed on the wall, spreading out in an arc.

(End of this chapter)