Under the left and right guards of Yang Feng and ten Changshui armor soldiers, he went out of the palace again and stepped on the royal road, looking at the orderly mansions adjacent to each other, Ma Yue was in a good mood.

Bingtun Mengjindu's Bingzhou army was blocked by Niu Fu outside Mengjin Pass, and there was no real conflict between the two sides, but the two generals who had been fighting for many years had some harmless friction outside the pass, and it seemed that Ding Yuan had not been carried away, and He Jin's death at least made these conscripted border generals dare not storm Luo.

In general, Ding Yuan was blocked outside Mengjin Pass and was not allowed to enter.

On the other hand, this morning a horse from the direction of the north of the Tu Gehu whistle horse sent a battle report, the Yi warriors can not even speak Chinese clearly, but the good news is clearly written, the former general Dong Zhuo led his troops in the Yanshi Gongwei Imperial Capital to find the troops from Hanoi Taishou Wang Kuang, drink not to break out of conflict, after Taishan County Bao Xin led the troops to aid Wang Kuang, both were defeated by Dong Zhuo, and now the two tribes have collapsed to Xuanyuan Pass.

The battle report also said that although the battle was won, the losses were heavy, and the court was asked to provide armor and grain and grass. At this time, Dong Zhuo was on his way to Luoyang to mourn the first emperor, and the troops continued to be stationed at the foot of Beibi Mountain.

After Ma Yue read the battle report, he threw it into the corner of several cases, and sent a handwritten letter to allocate part of the war profits and grain and grass outside the previous Qingzuo Gate to Dong Zhuo.

As the only general of the Sixth Army who retreated from the previous duel against the Liangzhou rebels, Dong Zhuo's military ability is undoubted, Hanoi and Taishan are obviously not his opponents, but they just want to ask for more benefits.

In this regard, Ma Yue was not bored, Dong Zhuo, as the only border general of the shogunate who defected to Ma Yue this time, he wanted to allocate a lot of returns.

Walking on the familiar streets of Luoyang, Ma Yue's mood is indeed good, but more than that, he is worried.

He Miao's Che Riding Mansion, Dong Chong's Hussar Mansion, and now there is another former general, Dong Zhuo, who is very worried about whether he can suppress them. Compared with these things, the surrender of Zhao Yan, the captain of the city gate, is particularly important, as long as he gets the military power of the imperial city garrison, he is sure that he will gain a foothold in Luoyang within half a year.

As for the Hussar Mansion and the Che Cavalry Mansion, the two straw bale generals seemed to him to be just fish on the chopping board.

The only thing to worry about is Dong Zhuo, only Dong Zhuo.

Passing through the Liang Mansion and thinking of Dong Zhuo's name, Ma Yue paused and looked up at the dusty plaque, and pushed open the dusty Zhumen.

"Lord, let's go and receive the city gate first, the Liang Mansion can't run here, Zhao Yan ...... over there" Yang Aruo watched Ma Yue sit leisurely on the stone case where Liang Hu often practiced calligraphy and looked around, ordered the accompanying guards to be stationed on the left and right, and persuaded Ma Yue to take over the defense of the city gate first, but saw Ma Yue waving his hand and smiled at him: "Brother Aruo, don't be so foreign in your own home, didn't you always call me San Lang before." ”

"San Lang, Zhao Yan ......"

"Little man, let him wait. Whether he wants it or not, the power of the city gate is already mine. Ma Yue crossed his legs, and lightly described the captain of the city gate of two thousand stones as an ordinary man who was not worth mentioning, and asked with a slight frown, "You say...... Where has Brother Monkey gone? ”

Horse play, horse play from Liangzhou to Beijing.

"Little people......" Yang Feng frowned, he felt that Ma Yue was a little too contemptuous of others now, but it was hard to say anything, he was Guangluxun, or the emperor, he could indeed regard the captain of the city gate of two thousand stones as a small person, but Yang Feng's heart was faintly uneasy, not because of the current situation but Ma Yue's state, now Ma Yue, who was sitting in front of him, was not as careful as before, he seemed to see the mighty young general sitting in front of him, and his eyes were burning with the fire of ambition to covet power.

Seeing Ma Yue frowning, Yang Feng asked softly, "Are you worried, those two generals' mansions?" ”

Ma Yue shook his head, got up and patted Yang Feng on the shoulder, "The General's Mansion is just a candle in the wind, and it will soon follow in He Jin's footsteps." I'm worried about Dong Zhuo. ”

"Dong Zhuo?" Yang Feng was a little surprised, but then nodded, and walked out of the Liang Mansion behind Ma Yue, he didn't look down on Dong Zhuo when he was in Liangzhou in the past, and now it is even more so, Dong Zhuo is a good hero in Liangzhou, but after all, there are some nouveau riche of the rich man, and he is a little worse than Ma Yue, who is in a high position but remains humble, and he is not so comfortable by his side.

It's just that the current Ma Yue, Yang Feng seems to see Dong Zhuo's shadow behind him, and there is no one in his eyes, and he is arrogant.

Just when Yang Feng was secretly shocked why he thought of this, Ma Yue, who had crossed the threshold of the Liang Mansion, suddenly turned around and said to him with a grateful and warm smile on his face: "Ah Ruo, over the years, you have always made me feel at ease, thank you." ”

"This ......" Yang Feng was speechless for a while, I don't know what Ma Yue thought of, and suddenly turned around and said such words of thanks, just when he was still stunned, Ma Yue had already turned around and strode up to the royal road and said, "Let's go, let's go meet Zhao Yan!" ”

It was already nightfall, the sky was dark, because there was no one on the curfew street in the capital, Ma Yue and his party walked on the royal road like this, and in the middle of the journey, Ma Yue turned around and asked: "Ah Ruo, how is the Changshui disarmament now?" ”

"Oh, most of the Changshui battalion has been cut, and the remaining sergeants will be reduced in the near future, but many soldiers are reluctant to leave Changshui and want to fight under your command."

"Alas, that is also a helpless thing, for the soldiers' salaries must be sufficient, no less, the brothers have fought for me for several years without feats, but in terms of money, we must not suffer any more disadvantage."

Yang Feng held the Zhongxing sword, and the deserted streets made him a little uneasy, holding the hilt of the sword and saying: "Well, there are another hundred and ten people who really don't want to leave, Master Cheng wrote a letter for them, and went to Liangzhou, this is no problem...... It's a little too quiet here, so be wary! ”

"Ah Ruo doesn't have to be so careful, isn't this all ...... Rider House? Ma Yue didn't care, but when he looked up, he saw that he was walking to the door of He Miao's car riding house, and his heart suddenly broke out for no reason, and he looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he sighed and said: "Let's scare ourselves, He Miao's bastard is probably sleeping ......."

Before the words were finished, Yang Feng had already flown to the front, Ma Yue's eyes quickly swept to both sides, and this glance made him explode from his back to the top of his head!

Crossbows on both sides of the high wall have been set up at the top of the wall, and at the end of the long street there is a group of men with blades who are striding towards this direction!

Look at the road ahead, the lights are bright, look back, and the soldiers are out of the sheath!

After all, it's careless.

"Protect Guangluxun!"

Yang Aruohan's sword was unsheathed, protecting the few strong crossbows on the high wall in front of Ma Yue, even the most arrogant ranger swordsman in the land of Liangzhou was not sure that he would be able to take over the strong crossbow arrows carefully crafted by the young government supervisor of Luoyang.

How similar this scene is, half a month ago, he Ma Junhao just killed the general of the dynasty He Jinyin in the palace in the same way, and now these thieves who came from nowhere are going to kill themselves!

"Don't fuck anyone protect me!" Ma Yue's face was pale, although he did panic the moment he saw the strong crossbow, he still pulled out his long knife and pointed it in the direction of the palace, and shouted: "Form a formation, kill with Lao Tzu!" ”

He is Ma Yue, who wants to subvert the Ma Yue of the Eastern Han Dynasty with his own strength!

The man who fought on the battlefield has always regarded himself as the soul of the Changshui Army, even if he is assassinated this night, even if he dies a hundred times, he will not take a step back!

Within the high wall, the general He Miao wore a helmet and armor, and there were nearly a hundred soldiers hidden behind the Zhu Gate, holding the Han sword and about to push the door to show off his might, and then let Ma Yue go to hell with shame, when he heard the violent shouting outside the door, he paused, and suddenly withdrew his hand on the door.

"The more hungry this horse is!" With a whisper, he could feel the incessant fighting intent in the screams of the trapped beasts outside the door through a red door. A heart locked in armor was beating no slower than the horse outside the door, and waved his hand to the commands on the high wall: "Shoot him, shoot him!"

The crossbowmen on the wall were all serious chariot cavalry soldiers, and the lord pulled the trigger on the figure running on the long street at the moment he spoke, and the one-foot-three-inch long crossbow bolt shot out with the sound of strings.

Crossbows, it's a good thing. At that time, the Han Dynasty relied on a large number of strong crossbows to make the Dawan Kingdom on the other side of the Northwest Curtain bow and offer the Dawan BMW with a low and arrogant head, and then relied on the lives of countless Han family sons and daughters to drive the Northern Xiongnu and became the most powerful empire in the world. This is the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors, the weapon of the country, and the most advanced weapon of killing under the sky in this era.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the eyes of the Liangzhou ranger, who was once known as Ghost Feng, caught a few silver stars, Yang Fengxin almost mentioned his throat, the speed of the crossbow arrow was too fast, just by feeling the Han sword swinged, and then blocked, without a single bit of the two iron arrows fell to the ground, and with a soft sound, a crossbow arrow pierced the Zhongxing sword given by the first emperor, and was nailed in the middle of the Han sword.

The accompanying Changshui sergeant did not have such a high ability, let alone such a good life as Yang Feng, in the blink of an eye, a row of crossbow arrows was fired, that is, several people were hit by arrows, and a soldier was nailed through his forehead because of his bad luck, and he was out of breath at the moment, followed by a nail on the breastplate, and it was not good to see it. One person was shot in the arm, picked up his weapon with his left hand and continued to flee on the long street, and the last person was shot in the thigh, fell to the ground, and a wail spread throughout the long street.

"Ahh The general walked quickly...... "The armor soldier fell to the ground, tried to get up twice but fell to the ground, he could only prostrate forward with his arms propped up, watching the backs of the robes getting farther and farther away from him, that was the hope of life. Because behind him, hordes of enemy troops were chasing after him in great stride.

The crossbow arrows shot at Ma Yue were all cut off by Yang Feng's Han sword, which gave him a few breaths of time to escape, a few breaths of time was not long, but it was enough for him to lead people to run out of thirty steps, thirty steps.

Within thirty paces is the distance that a ten-year-old child who has just picked up a crossbow for two days can shoot.

However, just as the sergeant who was wailing with the arrow shouted 'General go away', Ma Yue continued to take two steps forward, and suddenly looked back at the sergeant who was holding the ground with his anti-grappling knife and one hand stretched out in his direction.

He didn't recognize this sergeant, there were too many people in the Changshui Army, and even he, the general who made Changshui loyal, couldn't remember everyone's faces.

But the face not far away, desperate but desperate, was all too familiar to him.