Chapter 397: Luoyang falls and Xiang Yu slaughters the city

After pondering for a while, Xi Zhicai said slowly: "Under the pretext of opening up the grain road, while transferring most of the soldiers and horses from Luoyang, leave 30,000 soldiers who are unwilling to evacuate, and let them defend Luoyang with the people." ”

The eyes of everyone present suddenly lit up, Qin Wen also nodded, and said: "Good idea, with Luoyang's defense, even if there are only 30,000 defenders, you can break the two teeth of the Yellow Turban, plus the number of troops is small, Luoyang's grain reserves can last longer,"

"The only trouble is the selection of the generals who stay behind......"

Saying that, Xi Zhicai looked around at the princes present, but everyone lowered their heads tacitly and did not look at Xi Zhicai, and the scene was silent, and no one spoke.

Everyone naturally knows the meaning of Xi Zhicai's words, and those who stay must be outcasts, so who wants to stay?

Seeing that no one present was willing to stay in Luoyang, Qin Wen sighed helplessly, this reaction was also normal, after all, no one would want to do the job of abandoning a son.

As a last resort, Qin Wen was reluctant to hand over this task to his subordinates, but now he had to make a decision.

"In that case, then Luoyang's defense will be handed over to ......"

"Leave it to the old man."

Just as Qin Wen was about to explain to the guards, Yang Gon strode in.

Yang Gon, who is nearly sixty years old, not only put on the armor that has been taken off for more than ten years, but also picked up the ancestral golden knife.

Yang Ye saw that his father wanted to stay, and immediately said: "Dad, you are so old, and you have been away from the battlefield for so long, don't get involved in these things." The lord, the last general Yang Ye is willing to lead the army to defend Luoyang. ”

Seeing that Yang Ye took the initiative to ask for battle, Qin Wen was very entangled in his heart, he didn't want Yang Ye, a general with both civil and military skills, to stay, but no one wanted to stay without him.

After hearing what Yang Ye said, Yang Gon was stunned and said angrily: "The old man didn't have you when he was on the battlefield, why do you want to compete with the old man now and compete for the position of the general?" ”

Yang Ye was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Dad, the child didn't mean that, it's just ......"

"It's okay if it's not, I don't dare to forgive you."

Yang Gon didn't give his son a chance to say more, but walked directly to Qin Wen and knelt down on one knee, and pleaded: "Yang Gon, the former general of Zhenbei, is willing to shed the last drop of blood for the Great Han, and I hope that the Metropolitan Governor will agree." ”

Yang Ye also hurriedly knelt down and said, "Yang Ye is also willing to stay with his father." ”

"No, you can't stay." Yang Gon scolded sharply: "No one else in my Yang family is allowed to stay, and it is enough to have an old man in Luoyang." ”

Yang Gon knew that staying in Luoyang was an abandoned son, so of course it was impossible for his sons to stay with him, he was already an old man who was about to die, and his sons were still in the prime of life, which was the hope of the Yang family in the future.

"If the governor does not agree, the old man will not be able to kneel for a long time." Yang Gon said resolutely.

Seeing this, Qin Wen could only smile bitterly: "Old general, why are you so troubled." ”

Speaking of which, Qin Wen didn't know how to persuade him, and from this Qin Wen he could also see that even if the Han was unpopular, there were still many people who were loyal to the Han.

There is a long way to go on the road to recovery. Qin Wen said secretly in his heart.

After the problem of the defenders is solved, all that remains is the defenders.

And when the soldiers learned that the Han did not want to abandon Luoyang, but to open up to ensure Luoyang's food supply, the defenders who volunteered to stay to defend Luoyang were as high as 50,000.

Qin Wen finally selected 30,000 of them and handed them to Yang Gon, and then left Luoyang with Qin Hao.

Because of Luoyang's retention of troops, Qin Wen took away 220,000 troops, while Qin Hao was still 100,000, of course, this specific number is not known.

Yang Gon stood on the wall of Luoyang, looking at the departing team, his heart was quiet, and then it was time for him to exert his residual heat for the Great Han.

After receiving the news that the Han army had left Luoyang on a large scale, the whole Yellow Turban army was in an uproar, and the Han army really gave up the old capital.

The prosperity of Luoyang tempted the commanders all the time, and the 'escaped' Han army became less important.

All the Qu Shuai clamored to take over Luoyang and establish the Kingdom of Heaven.

But when the Yellow Turban army marched to Luoyang City, the veteran on the city tower refused to open the city gate and surrender, and the Yellow Turban Army felt deceived, so it naturally attacked the city with all its might.

But what the Yellow Turban didn't expect was that even if the main army withdrew, the remaining remnants of Luoyang and the foolish people were still tenacious, and they actually repelled the Yellow Turban Army several times their own.

On the first day, it was because of the lack of preparation of the Yellow Turbans, and on the second day, in the face of the well-prepared Yellow Turban Army, the Han Army still stubbornly persevered.

And this insistence lasted for ten days, and the losses on both sides were extremely heavy, and there were already corpses everywhere outside Luoyang City.

Outside Luoyang City, the Yellow Turban Camp, the Zhangjiao Camp.

"I made a mistake, I didn't expect Yang Gon's old man to be so difficult."

Zhang Jiao rubbed his temples, looking like he had a headache.

"Yes, who would have thought that Yang Gon, a sixty-year-old man, could hold off my 700,000 army for ten days with only 30,000 abandoned troops. But that's the limit. Zhang Liang said lightly.

"What, you're in contact with the city?" Zhang Jiao asked.

"That's right, there are still hundreds of people under Ma Yuanyi, and it shouldn't be a problem to take the city gate with the cooperation of the inside and the outside."

Ma Yuanyi was originally one of the 36 veteran Yellow Turban commanders, responsible for the raising of troops in Luoyang.

Later, due to the failure of Tang Zhou Gaomi, Zhang Jiao also understood that it was impossible to succeed in raising troops in Luoyang, so he let Ma Yuanyi continue to lurk.

The Luoyang branch has been searched and hunted down by the Han family several times, and now there are only a few hundred remnants of the Yellow Turban left, and it is indeed not easy for Ma Yuanyi to hold on until now.

In the middle of the night, hundreds of Taiping believers armed with long knives, led by Ma Yuanyi, secretly opened the east gate of Luoyang after killing the soldiers guarding the city gate.

It was too late for Yang Gon to arrive at night, and thousands of Yellow Turban troops had already been killed, but under the stubborn resistance of Yang Gon's inner city defenders and the people, they still blocked the Yellow Turban Army at the east gate.

The battle lasted until dawn, and in the face of the endless Yellow Turban Army, the Han army and the people of Luoyang did not know how many people had fallen, but they were still stubbornly supporting until the West Gate was broken by Xiang Yu.

"It's over, it's all over, we can't wait for reinforcements to arrive."

The loss of the West Gate made the morale of the soldiers and civilians in Luoyang fall to the bottom, and to this day they still think that there will be reinforcements, but they don't know that they are outcasts at all.

Luoyang West Gate.

Since the main forces of the Han army were concentrated at the east gate, this allowed Xiang Yu to easily break through the west gate.

Looking at the bustling Luoyang City in front of him, a bloodthirsty smile flashed at the corner of Xiang Yu's mouth, and the long halberd roared: "Order, kill everyone in Luoyang." ”

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