Mr. Cao's request has been achieved!

The eldest son, Cao Pi, was the first to enter Yecheng as a general, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties that stood in the turbulent times for 300 years in the future.

In the face of Wang Hou's strange courtesy, Cao Pi was really not polite, he pulled out his saber with a bang, and rushed into the city behind the next team of Rizhao Brigade. Holding the sword upside down, the wide sleeves shook violently with the strong smell of blood on the battlefield, and for a while, the future cold-blooded emperor was simply magnificent.

Yecheng is like an ostrich egg, the shell is really hard to knock off the human teeth, but after this shell is broken, it is still soft protein nutrition, only two teams of more than 200 swordsmen from behind the city wall, Yecheng's defense is completely chaotic, the fierce Qingzhou swordsman wielded a long sword and slashed fiercely, from the city gate to the east and west of the city wall, one after another corpses fell from the city wall.

A large section of the defense blank appeared, and Xiahou Yuan, who was also frightened by the sudden destruction of the city, also reacted, the horn sounded to the sky, and the black Cao army infantry also carried ladders and rushed to the foot of the city wall, and the ants climbed up like dense trees, and a few minutes later, the thick black wave began to fill the Yecheng city wall in large sections.

The exhausted infantry discarded their weapons, fled down the stairs from the city wall with a cry and shout, and soon disappeared into the chaotic alleys.

It's not that the Yuan clan finally fought to the death, but under the attack from both sides, their figures quickly disappeared in the black wave of Cao Jun, and the city fell so fast that even the fast Cao soldiers had already gone down to the city, kicked open the warehouse of the house next to the city wall, and took something out of it like a wolf and carried it into his arms.

Those who freeze to death and do not demolish houses, starve to death and do not grab food, have been an army of the Yue family since ancient times! Even after 500 years, the Tang Dynasty at the time of the Anshi Rebellion still recovered Luoyang Chang'an on the condition that the wealthy children of the two capitals were allowed to be plundered by the Hui people, and even Mr. Cao could not control the looting of soldiers in this era.

After all, Cao Jun is also recruited from the military household, does not pay silver, and is only tax-free at home, the big guy is not so selfless, you don't give money when you come out to fight, and you don't let the big guy grab some points, so who will follow you?

This is also why in all dynasties, often when the country was founded and the world was unified, the army endured hard battles and could fight hard battles, but after the completion of reunification, the troops used against the northern nomads suddenly became bears, and the common people in the Central Plains could rob them, and the vast grasslands, who would you rob?

Of course, there are still some unspoken rules in this, such as let's rob, don't kill, don't burn the house, so that when the Lord enters the city

And not only the soldiers looted, but even the generals also took the lead in looting, such as Wang Hou and Cao Pi now!

Another unspoken rule is that those who enter the city first can pick the most elite to grab first, and those who are behind can't be robbed, seeing that Xiahou Yuan's soldiers and horses have also followed, there is no danger of being cut off, and he took half of his Rizhao brigade to embrace Cao Pi, and Wang Hou also led the troops straight to the center of Yecheng and galloped quickly

Who's the best to grab? Of course, it is the Yuan family of Runan, who rules the four states of Hebei, has hundreds of thousands of troops, and once even had the air of an emperor!

Unlike the Cao army, which was scattered and began to spread to the streets and alleys of Yecheng to make a fortune by itself, even if it went deep into the center of Yecheng, the Rizhao Brigade was still neat and orderly, maintaining a tight formation, and the armor was rolling forward like an armored car in the rattle, and along the way, it encountered several remnants of the Yuan army, and was easily crushed by the Qingzhou phalanx.

"State pastor, childe, this is it!"

It is really the center of the whole Yecheng, facing the south and back to the north of the street, there is a small palace size of a mansion that comes into view, under Deng Kai's fingers, the golden Jizhou Yuan Mansion four Lishu characters are brilliant and solemn, but the two vermilion doors are closed at this time, and the family who usually shows off his martial arts is gone.

nodded with satisfaction, and then Wang Hou's finger flicked back lightly, and immediately two brigades of Rizhao Brigade infantry ran out, holding halberds and double bows and crossbows to hold the street entrance, and then more than 20 heavy infantry wearing plate armor hugged a group, shouted hey, and slammed into the closed gate.

Bang dang ~ bang dang ~

The Rizhao Brigade has good food, training is hard, and the protein eaten grows into muscles, almost a sergeant can have one hundred and fifty or sixty pounds, plus the armor on his body, the small two hundred pounds are easy, more than 20 cattle huddle into a group and hit the door like a cannonball, only to hear the clang like a heavy hammer knocking, see a few hits, click, the thick deadbolt inside is completely broken, the bed and table against the door are also rumbling and falling to the ground, several Yuan family members and rolling gourds like a gourd thrown out.

However, the door opened suddenly, and the twenty or so engineering vehicles were caught off guard and fell to the ground, but fortunately, their handsome colleagues made up for it, and rushed in with a double bow and crossbow in a posture like the Mi Army with an M4 carbine in later generations, professionally and briskly hugged into the yard, brushed and pulled, and the well-wounded bow and crossbow were put on the heads of those Yuan slaves.

These fellows were also like professional prisoners, facing the cold light of the flashing crossbow arrows, and immediately raised their hands on their knees with earthy faces, not daring to move.

Looking at the Yuan slave who was trembling and kneeling on the ground inside, Wang Hou once again waved his sleeves at the door in a chic manner.

"Childe is invited!"

"Qingzhou Pastoral Please!"

With a humble sigh to each other, Cao Pi was in front, Wang Hou was slightly one step behind, and the two of them stepped into the core of the power of the Yuan clan of the fourth world and the third prince with a big grin.

In the neat and crisp footsteps, every time you enter the courtyard, the archers of the Rizhao Brigade first break in to control the scene, and then Cao Pi and Wang Hou are stepping in, to say that this entrance to the Hou Gate is as deep as the sea is true, the courtyard is full of five layers, and then arrived at the main building of the Yuan family, every time before entering a courtyard, the sound of short and fierce weapon fighting will always sound, and when Cao Pi and Yuan Shang stepped into the courtyard, the short resistance has ended.

In the hurried footsteps, one by one the halberd-wielding infantry broke in first, and then held the halberd with one hand and stood upright, controlling the entire courtyard, behind them, a few puffs and puffs sounded violently, and then the light infantry who rushed in first dragged a few corpses of Yuan's loyal servants who were still carrying daggers and knives in their hands, and dragged them to the corner with blood.

Stepping into the courtyard, looking at the towering and mighty three-story wooden building, the edges and corners of the eaves and arches are cocked, looking solemn, but the door of the main hall of the wooden building is closed, Wang Hou tilted his head slightly, this time it was Zhuge Ying who stepped forward, carrying the sword upside down, and the little man's boots suddenly kicked on the door.

With a buzz, the door of the main building was closed tightly, and a few women's screams suddenly came out of the door, but at this time, no matter how noble the noble lady was, she was also a trophy, hugging Cao Pi, Wang Hou stepped in unceremoniously.

This should be the main place for the Yuan family to discuss politics, the spacious and neat lobby, the top is similar to the governor's palace of Cao Zong Xuchang, a piece is raised upward, and a three-foot case is placed, the left side is full of a large pile of bamboo slips, and the right side is a pen holder and paperweight.

Several women sat tremblingly on the ground in front of the case, the first five characters dressed in Sujuan, with earth-colored trembling faces, should be characters such as maids at first glance, behind them, wearing colorful dark clothes, a thick black hair was draped down, covering her cheeks, and the woman who knelt down with her head down seemed to be trembling and sobbing, but she didn't dare to cry out anyway.

Finally, there is a middle-aged lady in her forties, whose face is a little older, but still charming, kneeling under the case, putting her hands on her knees, and looking at these uninvited guests with extremely calm eyes.

"Concubine Liu, Yuan Shao's wife, meet General Cao Jun!"

is worthy of being a big man, he has seen the world, he is much calmer than these little maids and the young woman, reading Cao Pi and Wang Hou, and even bowed his head slightly calmly. But compared to her, Wang Hou cared more about the woman who was sitting on the ground with her thighs slanted, and in his slightly backward gaze, this dramatic scene in history really happened in front of him.

Looking at the woman who was kneeling on the ground with her head down and trembling, Cao Pi's Qingshuang sword, which had been carrying and pretending to be forced, was pointed in front of her.

"You, head up!"