Yuan Shang was fleeing wildly.

Where can he care about Yan Liang's life or death, he just thinks about rushing out of a bloody path before the gap in front of him is closed.

"Yan Liang, I'm sorry, I can't die, I'm dead, your Hebei faction will lose its backbone, only sacrifice you, don't worry, sooner or later, one day, I will avenge you......"

Yuan Shang was naturally comforted, and desperately slapped the war horse under his crotch.

Seeing that the gap ahead is getting closer and closer, and the hope of escaping from Ascension is getting closer and closer.

"Yuan Shang, do you think you're leaving!"

A thunderous shout sounded, and a military general in front of him stood with a horizontal sword, blocking the gap.

Zhang He!

Yuan Shang's face changed in shock, he was anxious to restrain the war horse, his eyes glared at Zhang He with angry eyes, and despair rose in his heart.

The last hope of escape was also blocked, and for a while, Yuan Shang was discouraged, and his will almost collapsed.

Zhang He pointed a knife at him and said sharply: "Yuan Shang, the destruction of your Yuan family is a foregone conclusion, get off the horse and surrender, maybe Duke Chu is merciful and will spare your life." ”

He thought that he still had a relationship with Yuan Shang at the beginning, and wanted to give Yuan Shang a chance to live.

Yuan Shang looked at the traitor in front of him, his heart was furious, but he didn't dare to attack, and forced a little smile, and begged: "Zhang Junyi, I, Yuan Shang, also treat you well, you might as well be merciful and let me go." ”

It was his last hope, though even he felt it was a ridiculous and naïve request.

How could Zhang He let him go.

If he is let go like this, how can Zhang He deal with Su Zhe's side, isn't he afraid that Su Zhe will be angry and ask for his head.

How could a person like Zhang He be so stupid.

"Yuan Shang, I am now a minister of the Duke of Chu, and I came to stop you on the orders of my lord, how can I just let you go!" Zhang He immediately refused.

Yuan Shang frowned, and said with a bitter face: "You keep saying that you are a minister of the Duke of Chu, but you were also a minister of my Yuan family, do you really want to put your old master to death just like this for the sake of the new master?" ”

He wanted to provoke Zhang He's guilt.

Zhang He didn't see a trace of shame on his face, and only said coldly: "I, Zhang He, worked hard for your Yuan family, but your Yuan family regarded me as an abandoned son, I and your Yuan father and son have long been cut off, Yuan Shang, you advise you not to bother anymore, I only ask you one word, to descend or not to descend!" ”

His knife had been raised, and it was an ultimatum.

Yuan Shang knew that at this point, Zhang He would not be able to let him go no matter what, and now there were only two roads left in front of him:

One way, dismount and surrender.

The other way, fight to the death with Zhang He, and fight a bloody way.

Take the first road, he is the third son of the Yuan family, and he will be reduced to Su Zhe's prisoner, not to mention the loss of face, life and death are uncertain.

Even if he could see Yuan Shao alive in the end, with the guilt of losing Liyang and the stain of being captured by Su Zhe, how could he win Yuan Shao's weight again.

The first way, surrender to Su Zhe, there is no way to live.

The second way, although there is little hope, there is still a glimmer of life.

Yuan Shang's eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth, and scolded: "Zhang He, you traitor, dare to stand in my way, I will kill you!" ”

In the roar at the bottom of the rest, Yuan Shang grabbed the horse's belly, and with the belief of fighting to the death, he went up to Zhang He to kill.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead, Yuan Shang, then don't blame me!"

Zhang He roared arrogantly, and dragged his sword out, like a black whirlwind, killing Yuan Shang.

A few seconds later, the two riders collided.

Zhang He's tiger arm stretched out, and the blood-stained war knife in his hand slashed up with the momentum of the storm.

Before the blade arrived, the fierce and unparalleled oppressive force had overwhelmingly pressed towards Yuan Shang.

Yuan Shangqiang cheered up, stabbed out with all his strength with the big gun in his hand, and attacked head-on.

Throat!

An earth-shattering metal crash, a splash of sparks lit up the night sky,

Under the blow, Zhang He stood still, but Yuan Shang's body shook violently, only to feel the power of the angry waves like the Tianhe breaking embankment, through the weapon, frantically poured into his body, shocking his qi and blood, and the blood was almost up to his throat.

His hands holding knives were in great pain, the tiger's mouth had cracked, and blood was oozing from his fingertips.

One move, a judgment.

Zhang He, who passed by by mistake, looked at Yuan Shang with contempt, and that look was as easy as killing him as easily as pinching an ant to death.

That look deeply stung Yuan Shang, he roared like a sleepy beast, regardless of the churning of qi and blood, turned his horse and got on again, and the big gun in his hand rushed towards Zhang He.

"I can't help myself!"

Zhang He snorted coldly, slapped his horse up, and the war knife rolled up a blood mist, and blasted out with overwhelming force.

Knives and guns collide again!

There was a loud sound that pierced the eardrum again, and the force was even more violent than before, and the surging pressure hit Yuan Shang, shocking him to the point that he was about to crack, and a stream of blood instantly oozed out of the corners of his mouth.

Between the two moves, he was killed until he vomited blood.

Yuan Shang was in severe physical and mental pain in his heart, extremely sad and angry, and shouted: "Zhang He, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you~~"

Yuan Shang, in despair, regardless of the severe pain in his body, danced the big gun like crazy, and actually wanted to defend and attack.

Zhang He did not have a trace of jealousy in his eyes, and the big knife in his hand was calmly handed out, and the strength of Mount Tai was overwhelming, calmly slashing out, and Yuan Shang's madness was suppressed in a few moves, forcing this Yuan Sangongzi to the point of being at a loss.

After five moves, Zhang He snorted, and the war knife in his hand slashed out with the momentum of thunder.

A scream!

Yuan Shanglian was directly shocked and flew out with a gun, and fell heavily seven steps away.

The victory and defeat have been divided, and Yuan Shang is defeated.

Zhang He looked down at Yuan Shang and said coldly: "I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it, it's up to Duke Chu to decide whether you live or die." ”

Yuan Shang, who was lying on the ground, ate a mouth full of snow, and his helmet fell out of nowhere, his hair was scattered, and he was extremely embarrassed, where was there still a little bit of the demeanor of the noble son of the Yuan family.

He clutched his chest, which had broken his sternum, and struggled to get up, but he fell to the ground again and again, and could only roll in the snow.

"Tie him up and hand him over to Duke Chu to dispose of!"

Zhang He let out a deep sigh, slapped his horse and danced his knife, and once again killed the remnants of Yuan Jun.

Yuan Shangdu has been captured, and the remaining enemy soldiers, like ants, have been killed.

The Yuan army, which fled from Liyang, was completely annihilated.

The east turned white, the morning light rose, the killing sound of Liyang City gradually subsided, and the four gates of the city had fluttered high with the banner of the Soviet army.

Su Zhe stood at the head of the city, admiring the gateway to Hebei that he stepped on under his feet, listening to the soldiers above and below the city, cheering and shouting excitedly, and the sound shook for nine days.

At this time, Zhang He came from outside the north gate, climbed to the top of the city, and bowed his hand to greet him: "Yu Chu Gong, the last general is fortunate not to be dishonored, and captured Yuan Shang who fled alive, please Chu Gong to fall." ”

"Okay, Junyi did a good job!" Su Zhe cheered.

Zhang He drank the soldiers, dragged Yuan Shang over, and threw him in front of Su Zhe.

Another noble son of the Yuan family knelt down in front of him like this.

Su Zhe looked down at Yuan Shang, who was covered in blood, and said coldly: "You are Yuan Shang, it seems that Yuan Shao's son is really like a pig and a dog, one is more than a waste." ”

As soon as this sarcastic and humiliating words came out, Yuan Shang was instantly so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.