Zhang Liang always felt a little strange, and he has been restless today.

He had a hunch that perhaps his brother had sacrificed himself to warn him.

Tomorrow, the imperial court will attack Gwangjong Castle in a big way.

He decided to get up tomorrow and let the troops who had planned to harass him at noon also strengthen the city's defenses.

The aggression of the imperial army is now unstoppable.

He knew that Huangfu Song was better than himself, whether it was military strategy or commander.

Now the only thing I can fight with Huangfu Song may be heads-up.

But how could Huangfu Song fight him alone, hundreds of thousands of people in the court are still waiting to take a knife on him.

Fortunately......

Zhang Liang sighed.

Ning'er has successfully escaped from this range, but I don't know if Ning'er will have a good place to go in the future.

Zhang Liang felt that in his life, he had no regrets.

Following the eldest brother to walk the world and help the people, he already felt satisfaction from the soul level.

And now he actually has no regrets.

He is not like the eldest brother, he has the ambition to truly establish a peaceful and prosperous world, he looks at these things lightly, he actually just follows the footsteps of the eldest brother, thinking about the suffering he has seen and find some solutions.

It's not the same as the second brother.

The second brother can guard one side and lead the other, and the second brother is also a fanatical supporter of the eldest brother's theory of peace and prosperity, but he is not, he is different.

He has always been by his eldest brother's side.

He only thinks about protecting his eldest brother and Ning'er.

He has not yet married, has no heirs, and he also regards Zhang Ning as his own child.

He's gone.

Even if he finally died in Guangzong City, he did not complain at all.

And if it survives?

Scold... He didn't think about surviving, so what if he escaped from the encirclement of this imperial army?

If he went to look for Ning'er, it would only bring him trouble, and no place in this world would take him in, and he didn't have the idea of taking refuge in anyone.

It's not that he didn't consider his second brother Zhang Bao, but he knew that after the Huangfu Song army solved the battle situation here, he would definitely go to Quyang.

The second brother's troops don't even have the elite of their own troops.

After the eldest brother sacrificed to the sky, he really lost his backbone, and perhaps his only wish was revenge.

But who to seek revenge on?

Zhang Liang smiled, he didn't know himself, the eldest brother sacrificed to the sky, who could he take revenge on?

Huangfu Song?

Big Han?

Maybe...... Oh, my God?

Sleeping with doubts and self-deprecation, Zhang Liang didn't know how long he could hold on, and the strength of the temporary increase would decline, it was estimated that he couldn't hide it from the old wolf of Huangfu Song.

In Zhang Liang's heart, Huangfu Song is like an old wolf in northern Xinjiang, fierce and cunning.

Once accompanied his eldest brother into the mountains, he confronted the old wolf.

The old wolf will not attack rashly, but will lie dormant and stare at you, with his dark green eyes.

It will freeze and remain motionless, making you think it is weak.

But once you move, revealing a weak point, he will show his fangs in a split second and kill you with one blow.

With sorrow, how could Zhang Liang sleep, lying on the bed, he quietly looked at the sky.

The darkness had not yet dawned, but there was already a light, and the sky seemed to be brightening.

didn't fall asleep, Zhang Liang and his eldest brother learned some techniques of counting the hour, got up and calculated, and before they knew it, it was already the middle of the day.

Looks like I'm going to be a little sleepy again tomorrow.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, Zhang Liang didn't care, thinking that it was a delirious auditory hallucination after staying up late.

"Bang!"

The second muffled sound, this time much louder and clearer than the first, Zhang Liang realized the danger and the wrong.

He leapt to grab his long knife.

Fortunately, he doesn't remove the inner armor, and only needs to put on the large armor.

If he guessed correctly, it should be the imperial army attacking the city.

"Enemy attack!"

The sentry finally issued a warning, and although the voice was not loud, it was exceptionally clear in the early hours of the morning, and the people on duty in the barracks began to react.

The military discipline of the Yellow Turban Army is not good, but the Yellow Turban where Zhang Liang is sitting will not be bombed by the night attack and siege.

The counterattack is still organized in a tense and orderly manner.

But the army of the imperial court, which had come prepared, had already successfully entered the city.

The street battle in Guangzong City is about to break out!

"Advance in formation, shield guards in front, spears probe, archers shoot, advance in advance!"

Huangfu Song calmly gave the order, he was already standing on the wall of Guangzong City, which had been occupied by the imperial army, and at his feet was the corpse of the Yellow Turban watchman, lying lifeless in the corner.

It's a high vantage point, and it's a good place to discern military movements in the city.

The advance of the imperial army was very fast, and if a scattered Yellow Turban army came up, they would be shot and killed, leaving no chance at all.

And if there were people who were curious to come out to watch, they were also shot at the moment of emergence.

On the battlefield, there is no room for mercy.

Huangfu Song knew that he couldn't avoid accidentally injuring the people, so he could only let the army advance when someone shouted in a small voice: "Regain the lost territory, don't go out, when the battle situation is certain, the court will register and calculate the population!" ”

But what good can this kind of hint be in this kind of roadway battlefield?

It's good to be able to just break in.

Fortunately, the military discipline of the troops led by Huangfu Song is still quite clear, and they also know that this time is the critical time for the attack, and no one will be stupid to run to the houses and rob the people at this time.

However, it is not entirely safe to move forward in this way.

Because Zhang Liang is not a mediocre person, he also prepared in advance.

In the private houses of Guangzong City, there are many private houses inhabited by the Yellow Turban Army, in other words, there are Yellow Turban Army soldiers stationed and hidden in the private houses.

In this way, you can not only rush to the city wall to support in a short time, but also become a surprise soldier in street battles.

These ambushes did work, and in some places where the imperial army advanced, these soldiers who suddenly burst out of the houses did cause a lot of trouble to the imperial army.

But more places are directly killed in seconds.

After all, the number of people is too small in comparison.

When the imperial court had advanced nearly a third of the way through the city of Gwangjong, the Yellow Turban Army on the other side had already assembled and were marching towards the lanes, where they were to guard the last city they occupied.

This is Zhang Liang's order.

Two groups of people are walking through the city, and it is possible to meet love around the corner anytime and anywhere.

For a time, in the city of Guangzong, the flames of war broke out, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Countless corners make for skirmishes.

The numerical advantage of the imperial army did not form an advantage in the street battle, but the Yellow Turban Army, which was strengthened by Zhang Jiao's sacrifice to the sky, had a more dazzling performance in the street battle.

However, this kind of performance only slowed down the pace of the imperial army, and there was no way to successfully resist it.

After all, Huangfu Song arranged a large number of archers to shoot in a covering manner at a high place where the battle situation was stale.

In the city of Guangzong, corpses were seen everywhere, and rivers of blood flowed.

He is not pedantic, nor is he a benevolent person, and war is in his heart, as it should be.