Chapter 7 Wind and Thunder Stirring Section 14 Han Qiong strode off the warship. Zhu Ling and Tao Sheng hurriedly greeted them with a group of generals.

"When will the city be attacked?" After Han Qiong exchanged a few words with everyone, he turned his head and asked Zhu Lingdao,

"Can we get started now?" Zhu Ling's face was embarrassed.

"My lord, the army is still crossing the river, and a lot of siege equipment has not yet been transported to the city......" Han Qiong was dissatisfied

"Snort",

"How capable is Yu Poison? We have been fighting with him for seven or eight years, and which time has he won against us? Siege the city immediately. Zhu Ling and Tao Sheng looked at each other with hesitant expressions.

"My lord, Yu Poison is now the lieutenant of the Jinyang Imperial Court, and the army he commands is the elite ...... of the Northern Xinjiang Army."

"What elite? Isn't it just a gang of yellow turban thieves in Montenegro? Han Qiong waved her hand disdainfully,

"Siege the city immediately." The drums of war thundered, and the sound of killing was like a tide. The Henan Army, under the command of Zhu Ling and Tao Sheng, launched an attack on Liyang.

On Liyang City, a ballista opened its mouth wide, and rows of strong archers were ready to fire. On the wide streets below the city, dozens of large stone cannons lined up, ready to strike a thunderous blow.

The enemy's arrows began to shoot, and the long arrows covered the sky like locusts. With a dense drum beat, the soldiers of the Northern Frontier Army raised their shields almost at the same time.

Countless shields were connected together, and suddenly two impermeable black city walls were formed above and below the city, which was magnificent.

The siege soldiers rushed towards the city walls like a tide, and a loud roar shook the city of Liyang. The guards surrounding Yu Poison removed their shields and lined up on both sides.

Yu Poison took two steps forward, supported the wall with both hands, and looked down, with a strong murderous intent on his face. The soldiers above and below the city raised their heads and looked at the flying banner, just waiting for the moment to attack.

Suddenly turned around in the poisonous tone, raised his arms high, and shouted wildly: "Brothers, avenge the blood and hatred of our dead brothers...... The war drums rose into the sky, making the flag dance wildly.

There was a loud "boom", stone cannons, ballistas, and strong bows were fired at the same time, and whistling stones and long arrows filled the sky in an instant.

Liyang City trembled violently at this moment. The Henan sergeant immediately fell into the abyss of death.

One by one, the running soldiers fell under the dense array of arrows. The stones that came from the scream were like man-eating beasts, devouring one life after another.

In a short time, a hundred paces from the moat was full of corpses. No one could get close to the moat.

Han Qiong, Zhu Ling and others, who were standing in the distance and commanding the siege, were shocked.

"How many Northern Frontier troops are there in Liyang? Have you found out? Han Qiong looked at the bloody battlefield in front of him and asked angrily,

"With such a strong force, how can it be that there are only five thousand men and horses?"

"My lord, this place was originally defended by Xu Huang, the general of the Northern Xinjiang Army." Tao Sheng bowed and replied,

"Unless Xu Huang is still in the city, Xia Guan can take his head and guarantee that there are only 5,000 people in Yu Poison's middle base camp here."

"Xu Huang's army is in Hemu City, and now he is fighting with Liu Pan's army in Jingzhou, and it is impossible to be in Liyang." Han Qiong waved her hand vigorously and said very dissatisfied,

"You have been stationed on the other side of the river for more than a month, and you haven't even figured out how many Northern Xinjiang troops there are in Liyang, it's too unusual."

"Urgently tell Lord Yuan of Puyang that the attack of the army has been blocked, and ask him to urge the two adults of Hebei Zhang Yang and Han Hao to quickly attack Neihuang and Yecheng, so as to cut off the back road of the Northern Xinjiang Army and respond to the northward movement of our army."

"My lord, can we attack the city now?" Zhu Ling hurriedly asked.

"At dusk, attack again." Han Qiong groaned slightly,

"Focus on feints and consume as much force as possible in the city." Jizhou, Wei County, Inner Huangcheng. There are lakes and rivers here, rivers with dangshui, and ditches that have dried up, and the terrain is complex, and the army marches very slowly.

Hanoi Han Hao led the army to set off from Dangyin, traveled thirty miles a day, and slowly approached Neihuangcheng. If the army can quickly capture Neihuang, it will cut off the retreat of the Liyang Northern Xinjiang Army.

But Zhang Yang repeatedly warned him not to attack the city easily, and wait for Yuan Shao to take Liyang. Han Hao disagreed, this time the coalition army of more than 100,000 troops attacked Jizhou at the same time, and the Northern Xinjiang Army had three heads and six arms, and it could not cope with such a large-scale attack.

He ordered the army to cross the Inner Yellow River and kill the Inner Yellow River. The front army was the first to cross the river, but as soon as half of the men and horses had passed, the scouts galloped back from behind.

It was found that the iron cavalry of the Northern Frontier Army was killing from the direction of Yecheng.

"What about Lord Zhang? Didn't Lord Zhang lead his army to approach Yecheng? Han Hao asked in surprise.

"Lord Zhang has also been attacked and is retreating." The scout took out a flamboyant urgent letter,

"He's retreating to the Huanshui River."

"Retreat? Withdraw before you fight? ”

"My lord, we saw the battle flags of Zhang Yan and Lu Bu, and the area around Wei County must be the main force of the Northern Xinjiang Army. Our troops were limited and we could not get the support of the Henan army, so Master Zhang ordered all units to retreat quickly to avoid being surrounded by the main force of the Northern Xinjiang Army. Han Hao knew that if he encountered the Northern Frontier Iron Cavalry, and the Northern Frontier Army in Neihuang City would fight out and attack back and forth, then his losses would be too great.

"The order has been crossed to the front, immediately withdraw." Han Hao didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly ordered,

"The army retreated thirty miles."

"Want to withdraw?" Chen Jian, the infantry captain of the Northern Army, poked his head out of the deep ditch of the ambush and looked contemptuously

"Snort",

"You want to leave without leaving something down?" With one hand, he pushed away the planks that covered the ravine, rolled over and jumped onto the ground.

Due to being lurking in the ditch for a long time, he was sweating profusely, and the muscles protruding from his ** body were all dense beads of sweat.

The dirt on the plank was sprinkled all over him, and the black dirt and beads of sweat mixed together, making him look like a wild man.

The drums of war rang out, and a thousand lurking soldiers rushed out almost at the same time. A thousand warriors, a thousand ** warriors, a thousand angry warriors.

The Hebei soldiers, who were about to withdraw, panicked. On the other side of the river, Han Hao and his subordinates were dumbfounded.

The Northern Xinjiang Army really had an ambush. Chen Jian wiped the sweat from his face, spat on the ground full of dirt, and then pulled off his helmet and smashed it to the ground.

"Brothers......" Chen Jian raised his spear and roared wildly in the sky,

"Kill, kill them......"

"Kill ......" A thousand soldiers roared wildly, like a tiger descending from the mountain, roaring towards the enemy. The soldiers of the Northern Frontier Army are roaring and galloping.

The Hanoi soldiers were preparing to retreat, their morale was gone, they were frightened by panic, and fled from fear. Only the fake Sima who crossed the river first came up with a group of brave men.

"Kill ......" Chen Jian roared angrily, the round shield in his left hand smashed the oncoming enemy into the air, and the spear in his right hand then pierced the throat of another enemy.

Bloody, his tall, strong body knocked the third foe back several steps, spitting blood and dying.

"Kill, don't leave one, don't leave one ......behind" In an instant, severed limbs and stumps flew all over the sky, and hideous human heads rolled around on the battlefield.

The fake Sima of the Hanoi army was cut into three by three swords, and one after another the Hanoi soldiers were nailed to the ground with sharp spears.

The pungent bloodshed filled the sky over the Inner Yellow River with the sound of tragic killing. Han Hao watched as more than a thousand of his men died on the other side.

There was nothing he could do, he could only watch in pain as his men fell one by one, and their heads were cut off one by one by the Northern Frontier soldiers.

"Whose army? Whose army is that? ”

"My lord, that's the army of the Northern Xinjiang Warrior Chen Haozi." One of the scouts whispered,

"It's one of the two warriors who killed King Xianbei and Lian." Han Hao's heart was cold, and he didn't speak for a long time.

County, Huanshui River, Feng Ting. Zhang Yang stood on the hillside, looking at the fluttering in the distance

The word "Lu" is a big banner, and there is a sadness in my heart. Back then, when he served under Ding Yuan, the commander of Wumeng, he was repeatedly taken care of by this fellow brother.

Later, when Dong Zhuo attacked and killed Hanoi, if he hadn't squeezed this brother to save him, he would have died a long time ago.

But now...... Now he has to fight against his brother. Zhang Yang closed his eyes and sighed helplessly.

"My lord, General Lu Bu invited him in front of the battle...... Zhang Yang turned his head to look at Zhao Hu and shook his head,

"You go and tell General Lu that at this moment, it is inconvenient for Zhang Yang to see him, so please ask him to ......" Zhang Yang paused for a moment and said with a bitter smile,

"Please stop pushing me."

"My lord......" Zhao Hu looked around, approached Zhang Yang and persuaded,

"General Lu Bu said that he hasn't seen you for a long time, and he just wants to see you." Zhang Yang's heartstrings trembled, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little moist.

"My lord, let's go and meet you." Zhao Hu persuaded in a low voice,

"This battle will be fought sooner or later, you blindly dodge, if it reaches Lord Yuan Shao, you ......" Zhang Yang thought for a long time, and turned to look at Dong Zhao beside him.

Dong Zhao smiled at him,

"My lord, I'll go with you."

"Brother Gongren, my brother has come to write several times, but you have asked me not to reply, why ...... today" Zhang Yang and Dong Zhao walked side by side, and asked uneasily.

"If General Lu Bu leads the army to force again, do you plan to retreat to Hanoi?" Zhang Yang sighed,

"I can't help it, I can't play against my brother, I owe him so much."

"Then how do you explain to Yuan Shao? This attack on Jizhou is related to the fate of Sheji, what are the consequences of doing this, have you considered it? Dong Zhao looked at him,

"The adult is gentle and tolerant, and he is loyal, which is well known, which is also an important reason why Yuan Shao trusts you very much. But if you disobey his orders because of your personal feelings, will he continue to trust you? Zhang Yang did not speak.

"He'll kill you under the pretext." Dong Zhao sneered,

"He doesn't kill you, but he can let someone else kill you. Do you remember what happened to Han Fu back then? Zhu Han helped him break Han Fu's son's leg and forced Han Fu away, but he killed Zhu Han after changing hands. And Geng Bao. Why was Geng Bao killed? Don't you know in your heart? Yuan Shao is such a person, when you are valuable to him, he treats you very well. But as soon as he thinks that you are no longer useful, your days will be over. Zhang Miao and he have been friends for decades, why did the two turn against each other in the end? Could it be that it's all Zhang Miao's fault? Zhang Yang stopped his horse abruptly and looked at Dong Zhao in surprise.

"Brother Gongren, what are you going to ......?"

"If you want to survive, you have to fight against General Lu Bu, and you have to attack Yecheng. If you don't want to, there is only one consequence. So for you, there is only one way at the moment, to have a good talk with General Lu Bu. Dong Zhao stared at him with two eyes and asked solemnly, "Do you think we can win this battle today?" Did Yuan Shao and Cao Cao win? Zhang Yang hesitated.

"Do you think that the great general Li Hong is a rebel?" Zhang Yang shook his head,

"I believe in my brother. The elder brother is loyal to the Han Dynasty, and if Li Hong and Dong Zhuo were the same people, the elder brother would not continue to stay in Hebei. ”

"Then what are you hesitating about?" Dong Zhao asked.

"Over the years, Lord Yuan has treated me well, and I can't be sorry for him." Zhang Yang smiled bitterly,

"Today's society is falling apart, who is a loyal minister and who is a ** minister, you and I can't see it, maybe...... With Lord Yuan's family background and talent, he should be able to turn the tide. ”

"Hmph......" Dong Zhao scoffed. Zhang Yang sighed secretly in his heart. Back then, Yuan Shao wanted to kill you because of Zhang Gui's matter, and you have always been angry about it, but Yuan Shao has always trusted me, and at this critical moment, even if I can't help him, I can't betray him.

River Pasture City. The Jingzhou army successfully crossed the river without encountering any resistance from the Northern Xinjiang Army, which surprised Liu Pan very much and did not continue to go north.

He sent a large number of scouts to investigate the traces of the Northern Xinjiang Army within a radius of 100 miles, and at the same time wrote to Liu Biao, who was still on the south bank of the Yellow River, and Yuan Shao, who was dozens of miles away in Puyang, asking for instructions on whether to attack Weiguo City.

Yuan Shao replied that his crossing of the river in the direction of Liyang and Puyang was very unsmooth, and was stubbornly blocked by the Northern Xinjiang Army.

In the direction of Puyang, there were Qin Yi's Yue cavalry battalion, Ku Chief's tun cavalry battalion, and Mustafa's Changshui battalion, a total of 15,000 cavalry troops, and they firmly contained themselves.

Yuan Shao asked Liu Biao and Liu Pan to go north with all their might, capture Weiguo and Dunqiu as soon as possible, and force the main force of the Northern Xinjiang Army to retreat.

At this time, the scouts sent out by Liu Pan reported one after another, and there was no trace of any enemy within sixty miles from Hemu City to Weiguo City.

After Liu Pan carefully discussed with Wen Ping and Huang Zhong, he immediately led the army to set off. At dusk, Pengting, ten miles away from the city of Weiguo.

Mustafa rolled over and jumped under the horse, picked up the water bladder and drank to his heart's content. The soldiers of the Changshui battalion sat quietly beside their war horses and seized the time to rest.

They set out early in the morning, galloped more than a hundred miles along the great river, and rushed here to ambush the enemy around a large ***, and the men and horses were very tired.

Several horses galloped in, and there were three bloody human heads hanging on the back of one of them.

"My lord, the Jingzhou army is coming, and the nearby enemy scouts have been cleared.

"How many roads are there for the Jingzhou front army to defend the country?" Mustafa shook his long loose hair, wiped a handful of water stains from his mouth, and asked in a deep voice.

"Six miles." The scout replied,

"The Chinese army of the Jingzhou Army is currently five miles in front of us."

"What is the distance between the front, middle and rear armies of the Jingzhou army?"

"Three miles."

"It's very tight." Mustafa sneered and poured the water from the bladder into his face.

The clear water poured down and spilled to the ground along his bronzed face and messy beard.

The sunset is like blood, the sky is full of colorful clouds, and the sky is like a burning fire, making people feel a scorching heat.

Liu Pan beat his back tiredly, turned his head to Wei Yan beside him and said, "I don't know how long this drought in the Central Plains will continue this year?" Wei Yan licked his chapped lips and smiled bitterly.

"The Central Plains is a flat river, and there are endless plains everywhere, which is very different from the south." Liu Pan pointed to the soldiers who were swaying back and forth, and sighed softly,

"They are all southerners, and they are not adapted to the climate here, and the imperial court should attack a little later to give our soldiers more time to adapt." Wei Yan nodded, and kept turning his eyes around.

"What are you looking at?" Liu Pan asked.

"The Northern Xinjiang Army went all out to block the Henan Army and the Yuzhou Army, but let us in, which is obviously problematic." Wei Yan said worriedly,

"The Northern Frontier Army may ambush us."

"It's almost time to Defend the Country." Liu Pan said with a smile,

"Even if the Northern Frontier Army wants to raid, it will be tonight, not now." Before he finished speaking, the war horse that sat down suddenly raised its hooves and neighed, almost throwing Liu Pan down.

Then, the horses in front and behind were restless, and many of the horses pulling the baggage carts also stopped, looking at the western sunset and neighing in horror.

Between heaven and earth, a puff of smoke and dust gradually rose. Mustafa kicked the horse in the belly, and the horse accelerated.

The horn of "Woo ......" sounded for a long time, and the desolate and distant sound resounded through the sky. Five thousand iron horsemen galloped on horseback, and under the command of the horn, they quickly lined up in a conical formation.

Liu Pan's eyes widened and he looked ahead incredulously. Where did this iron rider come from? Why didn't the scouts sent out along the way find out?

The war drums of the alarm sounded like thunder. The heralds who called for help were generally draped forward and backward galloping.

After a day's walk, the officers and men of the Jingzhou army, who had been exposed to the sun for another day, were exhausted. As the ground trembled, a deafening rush slammed into their hearts like a sledgehammer, and fear struck the whole army like a plague.

The Fengyun Iron Cavalry is so powerful that the strong Xianbei people have been defeated by them, not to mention their own group of southern soldiers who can't even ride horses.

Wei Yan was shouting frantically, hoarse, pushing the baggage cart to the front, and all the troops lined up and lined up...... No one paid any attention to him, and the soldiers only saw the iron horses like a tide in front of them, and only the earth-shattering roar in their ears.

Some people trembled and fell backwards again and again. Someone dropped the battle flag, turned around and ran. The Jingzhou army is collapsing.

Mustafa raised his spear and shouted: "Accelerate, accelerate...... "At this time, there is no need to attack with bows and arrows, the Jingzhou army is already in chaos, as long as they rush over, they can start a bloody massacre."......

Lord Zhang Yan is right, to deal with the Jingzhou army from the south, only an iron cavalry is needed, because the southerners are short and have short legs.

With a "boom", the Jingzhou army bombed the camp in an instant, and the 3,000 people scattered in a hurry, and the wolves rushed to the pigs.

"Kill ......" The soldiers of the Changshui Battalion roared like thunder, and 5,000 people roared in like a hurricane, rolling up waves of blood in an instant.

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