Youzhou City.

"What's that?"

The veteran general of the Yan Army who stayed in Youzhou, Murong Jun's sixth uncle, Murong Jun, looked at the strange wooden frames pushed out in front of the Wei army in amazement.

Then a little fire flew in.

Then the light of the fire disappeared into the cave of the city gate.

Before he could react, he felt a violent tremble under his feet, and an earth-shattering loud noise came instantly, and in the subconscious screams of him and those soldiers, countless dust and broken wood spewed out with thick smoke and firelight, and almost at the same time, a little fire flew from the opposite side, and disappeared into the diffuse dust and gunpowder smoke in a blink of an eye, and then there was another same loud noise, this time even the city gate spewed fire and gunsmoke.

"The gates are broken!"

There was a scream of terror in the city.

"Run, Wei Jun is using the demon law again!"

Then more frightened screams rang out.

"Don't panic, hold the city, Your Majesty's army will arrive in two days!"

Murong Jun raised his sword and roared.

Suddenly, there was a series of dense whistling, followed by dozens of giant arrows shot from bed crossbows densely tied to the city wall at his feet, and then two points of fire in the sky dragged the smoke trail down, one of which was falling on the city tower, smashed through the roof and disappeared into the city tower, and at this time, the opposite Wei army began to charge, and the front person was heavily armored and couldn't even see his face, riding a red war horse with the same heavy armor and galloping forward.

"Shoot ......"

Murong Jun's roar came suddenly.

There was a loud bang behind him, and the city tower turned into countless broken bricks and trees scattered in all directions, and the Yan soldiers below screamed, one of the broken bricks almost flew past Murong Jun's head, and he lay on the arrow stack with a cold sweat, and then a silver figure appeared in his field of vision. The figure rode into the moat, then jumped into the roofless water, and in the blink of an eye, rushed out with a body of water and rushed directly to the city wall, and then grabbed a huge crossbow arrow that had been deeply inserted into the rammed earth, and climbed up with the dexterity of an ape in heavy armor, and in the blink of an eye it was on the city wall.

At this time, Murong Jun also reacted, he looked at the sides where there was no one anymore with sadness, and then grabbed his ring-headed knife and roared, slashing at the head wrapped in steel.

Suddenly, an iron hand grabbed the blade of his sword.

Murong Jun roared and drew his knife suddenly.

The next moment, the silver figure jumped up with his knife drawing, and before he could stand firmly, the fist made of the other iron hand came to him, Murong Jun hurriedly dodged, but after all, he was a step slower, and was hit in front of him by the iron fist.

Blood burst from his screams.

Then came the second punch, the third punch......

The iron fist kept falling.

His screams grew quieter and quieter.

At this time, more Wei soldiers rushed across the moat and grabbed the giant arrows of those bed crossbows and climbed the city wall, and then someone lowered the drawbridge, and the Wei army, which had already reached the moat, rushed through and rushed into the open city gate. On the city wall, Yang Feng threw away his head and was beaten into rotten flesh, and his brains were splashed all over his body, and Murong Jun stood next to the bombed city tower and watched the torrent of subordinates in the city.

"Kill all the white men in the city, and the Han people who defect are not to blame!"

He yelled.

A Yan army general who led his subordinates to fight back was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head and stabbed the chest of the obviously white-skinned companion next to him......

Youzhou was conquered in this way.

As for the bombardment of the city gate, it was actually a Roman sniper ballista, which was not as long as a bed crossbow and its throwing ability was not as good as the chicken ribs of a counterweight trebuchet, but it had the throwing ability that the former did not have and the accuracy that the latter did not have, and it happened to be used by Yang Feng to project fifty catties of flowering bullets. After replacing the latest crucible steel springs and sights, you can easily enter the city gate hole at a distance of two hundred meters, and then fifty catties of flowering bullets will solve the city gate, one is not enough, add another one, and if you are not enough, ten will not be enough, right? If you really want to hit ten fifty-pound flowering bullets, I'm afraid that the city gate hole will collapse, and the rammed earth that doesn't even have bricks can withstand this kind of weapon? That's his door-breaker.

As for why not a cannon?

Gunpowder is not required for cannon firing!

That thing consumed more gunpowder than he could fill in the flowering bullet in one shot, and with the little reserves he had now, he was afraid that he would be ruined without blasting open a wall.

It turned out that Roman sniper ballistas were enough.

The Wei army that broke through Youzhou, and then washed the city with the Han army that defected in the city, just like Yang Feng said, the Bailu men were killed, and the Xianbei of the Murong Department was very easy to distinguish, because they were actually close to the Caucasian mixed race, Bailu, at this time, the common name of the Murong Department was Bailu, as for whether it was Caucasian or a messy marriage, I don't know, Xianbei itself is a confused account, and they themselves can't be said to be a simple nation at all, and there is any mess.

Therefore, by looking at the skin color, you can easily distinguish Murong Min.

And Youzhou belongs to Murong Jun is actually only about five years, the Han people here have no loyalty to the Murong family, these years in order to supply the war with Yang Feng, Murong Jun has also looted his own rule, after all, he does not have Yang Feng's governing ability and Yang Feng's immortal drunken food from the south, the latter can let the people under his rule have enough to eat, and he can only rely on knocking on the bone and sucking the marrow to loot the subjects to maintain his army of hundreds of thousands.

Especially since his territory is in the north.

In this era, whether it is Beijing, Tianjin or Liaoxi, it is a bitter cold land, and the grain output is not at the same level as Yang Feng's, otherwise how could Murong Jun move the capital to Zhongshan in a hurry!

The result of the looting is a build-up of rebellion.

When Yang Feng, the attacker who was originally the old lord of the city, led the same Han army to break through Youzhou, whether it was those families who were accustomed to being wall grass or ordinary people who were full of hatred for the Murong family, they did not hesitate to join the ranks of defection and revenge, and a bloodbath against Bai Lu was inevitable, and then the same bloodbath spread from Youzhou to all sides.

At this time, Murong Jun hadn't even determined whether the news of Yang Feng's landing was true or false.

By the time he was sure, it was already the next day.

Then he was dumbfounded.

He certainly understood what that meant.

This meant that his territory had been cut off, and he was trapped in a de facto desperate situation where there was no way to support his huge army, and there was even the possibility of a rebellion at any moment.

He is Xianbei.

His true roots are not here.

His true roots are in the dragon.

But now that the connection between him and Helong has been severed by Yang Feng, if he can't recapture Youzhou, then there is no suspense waiting for him to perish.

Immediately afterwards, he led the main force of 40,000 Yan troops to the north to counterattack, and did not bring the Youji Han army, which no longer dared to guarantee loyalty, all of them were from Liaoxi and went south with him to the Xianbei Ding Zero and other departments and the Liaoxi Han army, but on the same day that he set off to the north, the Wei army on the southern front counterattacked on a large scale, and the Wei army, which arrived at Lukou by boat, also used Roman sniper ballistas to break through Lukou, which Murong Jun had only broken through in three years, and then directly threatened Zhongshan from the flank, The Wei cavalry that went north from Xiangguo destroyed Murong Qiang's courage in a battle with a charge of 4,000 mounted cavalry under Changshan City.

That's four thousand mounted cavalry.

When the seemingly boundless torrent of steel charged with the trembling of the earth, even the bravest Yan soldiers knew that they could not win the war.

However, Murong Qiang still had to stick to Changshan.

In addition, the Wei army that marched from Lukou also entered Zhongshan immediately afterward, and Murong De also defended Zhongshan.

They are all waiting, waiting for the result of Murong Jun's attack on Youzhou, if Murong Jun can recapture Youzhou, then their crisis is resolved, how Murong Jun can't recapture Youzhou, then they have to find a way to survive, and their only choice left is to go west to Taihang, Changshan to the west Jingcheng Road is also their only choice, they must keep this passage. Of course, these have nothing to do with Yang Feng of Youzhou, only four days after he conquered Youzhou, the Yan cavalry led by Murong Jun was the first to arrive in Zhuo County, and then Mu Yugen, who was his vanguard, was stationed in Liangxiang, and on the sixth day, the follow-up main force of the Yan army arrived, and after four days of rest, the Yan army entered the south bank of the Yongding River and camped to start preparing to cross the river, and officially launched an attack after four days.

As for Yang Feng's choice......

Well, he chose to fight.

"Lord, this is too risky, isn't it?"

His guide, Lu Miao, who had just been appointed as the Taishou of Yan County, looked at the cavalry of the Yan Army opposite with a telescope and said cautiously.

This is also the Maison.

Fan Yang Lu.

His great-great-grandfather was Lu Zhi.

His grandfather Lu Zhi was caught and killed by Liu Wei on the way to his brother-in-law Liu Kun in Pingyang, his father Lu Chen successfully defected to Liu Kun, Liu Kun was killed by Duan Piyan and then switched to Duan Mobo, Shi Hu annexed Duan Mobo and then switched to Shi Hu, and later became Ran Min's middle book supervisor, after Ran Min's army was defeated in Xiangguo, the betrayed Sogdian Kang was sent to Xiangguo and was killed by Shi Yuan, Lu Miao and his brother Lu Yan escaped, and stayed in Yecheng to wait for the light, which shows that the family in this era is also quite tragic.

Originally, in history, he and his brother played a chaotic clan Yifen, and then his brother surrendered to Yan before he ran to the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

He was unknown.

But his grandson is famous.

Well, his grandson is Lu Xun, the leader of the Eastern Jin Dynasty Heavenly Master Dao rebellion who achieved Liu Yu's rise.

"Adventure?"

Yang Feng sat on a Hu bed with his teacup crossed and Erlang's legs, looked at Yan Jun on the opposite side and sneered and said, "Which battle do I not take risks?" Which battle have I ever lost? ”

Lu Miao hurriedly stopped talking.

And at this time, the infantry of the Yan army first began to cross the river, this time is the flood season of the Yongding River, the flooding of the river formed a vast river channel, the water flow divided by the sandbar is more than a mile wide, and the bottom is full of soft mud and sand, such a terrain cavalry is useless, the war horse is impossible to run at all, in fact, the depth of the river can drown the war horse, the only option is to erect a pontoon bridge. However, the heavy infantry must first break through the defense line of the Wei army on the north bank and establish a stable crossing, and then firmly hold there to build a bridge, and as long as the Yan army behind crosses the river with cavalry, Yang Feng, who has only a small number of pure infantry and surrendered cavalry, can only retreat to Youzhou.

And the Yan army has no other way, and this section of the modern Lugou Bridge is the only one they can force cross.

Downstream they have to face many wider rivers, and if they want to cross these flood seasons, they have to choose the most upstream near the mountains, otherwise they will not be able to move an inch.

That's why Youzhou City is located here.

So Murong Jun had no choice.

He can only attack with infantry and open a breakthrough with the lives of infantry.

The heavy infantry of the Yan army wearing heavy armor and holding shields lay on rafts one by one, struggling to move forward in the turbulent river, and on the bank of the river opposite them, rows of Wei soldiers carried the military version of the steel arm bow and waited leisurely, at this time the distance was too far even their god arm bow could not be shot, but the soldiers next to the bed crossbow were constantly shooting huge crossbow arrows towards the river surface, and the same Roman sniper ballistas were also loaded with stone bullets and kept shooting at the Yan army crossing the river, from time to time the raft was hit and then the flesh and blood were splashed, Then it was swept away by the river.

However, although such an attack caused some casualties to the Yan army, because the rate of fire limitation could not really affect their advance, and soon a large number of rafts crossed the center line of the river.

Yang Feng put down the teacup.

Then he picked up the folding fan in his hand, pointed forward, and then brushed it open.

The flag-bearer next to him immediately waved his flag.

A soldier lit the fuse of the rocket in his hand, which spewed flames into the sky, and then exploded into a cloud of red smoke, making an explosion that resounded through the battlefield, and countless shouts rang out among the Wei soldiers who were waiting in array at the same time.

At this time, the Yan army had already begun to abandon the raft and rushed forward in the knee-high river.

Lu Miao looked at Yang Feng with an inquiring gaze.

Even the Wei soldiers looked at their officers with inquiring eyes.

Yang Feng waved his folding fan indifferently.

The soldiers of the Yan army, who were running wildly, began to close together and form a formation, ready to attack the Wei army.

Suddenly, Yang Feng pointed at the folding fan in his hand.

The flag-bearer waved the flag again.

The second rocket was lifted into the air.

With the roar of those officers, all the crossbowmen pulled the trigger, and the dense crossbow arrows flew out with a roar, instantly hitting the Yan army, at this time, the Yan soldiers in the vanguard were even less than ten zhang away from the Wei soldiers, and the powerful crossbow arrows shot through the multiple armor on their bodies like stabbing through the white paper, and even their shields were shot through, and then the armor-piercing arrows submerged into their bodies and even penetrated directly, because the distance was too close and the hit rate was extremely high, it can be said that the Yan army in the vanguard collapsed almost in the blink of an eye, and countless dead bodies fell into the river, Blood-stained red river water rushed downstream.

But the latter did not stop.

They knew the rate of fire of the crossbows very well, and if they ran fast, they could rush before the Wei army finished reloading, and they were all carefully selected warriors who would easily crush these crossbowmen.

However, at this moment, all the crossbowmen retreated, and before the Yan soldiers could react, one by one, the big men in heavy armor stepped forward in unison with a terrifying giant double-edged sword nearly a zhang long in both hands, like a group of fierce beasts looking at their prey, looking at the Yan infantry that crashed into them......