These three people are the Lang officials of the Northern Army, and the official position is Sima of the Army. During the Qin and Han dynasties, Lang officials were mainly responsible for guarding the gates, charging chariots and horses, and were also ready to be sent by the emperor's advisers at any time. Emperor Wu of the Later Han Dynasty discussed from Dong Zhongshu and began to make the county sponsor filial piety and talent as Langzhong every year. The two Han Lang officials often had the opportunity to serve as local governors, which was regarded as an important way to become a magistrate at the time, and it was also a model for cultivating reserve cadres in the Han Dynasty.

It's just that at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Juxiu didn't know how to read, Cha Xiaolian's father lived separately, and the people who were protected by the county were all children of the family.

They will appear here because Dong Zhuo wants to seize their military power, these people have low eyes, when Lu Zhi is here, because of his high prestige, he can still hold back, but Dong Zhuo's prestige is not as good as Lu Zhi, he is still a rough person, and this class of second ancestors is naturally watching people cook.

The Han army, which had been clinging to the Yellow Turban Army, began to besiege Guangzong City more than three months ago. After dozens of battles, large and small, the Han army finally built a large camp in the south and north of Guangzong City, plus the arrangement of other troops, and at this time the encirclement of Guangzong had been completed.

According to the rules of officialdom, these second ancestors rely on the favor of the family, and their protégés and former officials are all over the world, and the local filial piety along the way will naturally not be less. And the matter of transporting grain is not a big deal, but it is always a matter. After the Yellow Turban Army is exterminated, such a small matter can also be regarded as the credit of Lang Guan. Since the inside can gain face, the officials of the Northern Army are naturally happy to obey, and say that although Dong Zhuo is a rough person, he can be a man. These fools didn't know that when they went back, their own parts had already been taken over by Dong Zhuo.

The officer of the grain transport team was Xu Rong, a native of Youzhou. Xu Rong is also bitter, because he is a native of Youzhou, and there are many discords with the Liangzhou officers under Dong Zhuo's command, so he was sent by Dong Zhuo to monitor this group of second ancestors.

Just as the three Lang officials were talking and laughing and riding forward, they suddenly heard the sound of shouting and killing from behind. The Lang official who was sitting on the horse was called Yuan Ang, he turned his head, crossed the dozens of Han army commanders who were walking behind him, and saw more than a dozen guys with spears shouting and rushing onto the official road. Seeing that there were only such a few people, Yuan Ang did not feel any special nervousness in his heart.

Although there are undoubtedly noble sons and daughters among the Lang officials, this does not mean that they are incompetent, and they also have to carry out all kinds of quite strict drills. Lang officials are divided into three, six, nine and so on, they can only rely on their own martial arts to win the emperor's approval, and the low-level guards also hope that they can be promoted by the emperor through bravery and even military merits.

Seeing the chaos of the Han army's formation, Yuan Ang was not afraid, he rode on a horse, and his position was relatively high. When Zhang Luo and the others rushed out, Yuan Ang probably counted them, and the people who rushed out were about twenty. And the Han army, the front army, and the Chinese army combined had at least a hundred people and were in disciplined conditions.

With a calm face, Yuan Ang said to Xu Rong, the escort officer in front of him: "Xu Jun! The bandits are up to two dozen people. You said that you had fought with General Dong, and you also said that you learned the ability of the formation from General Dong. Now you will take forty of your brothers and fight the bandits with guns!" If those who have fled back dare to storm our array, they will cut me down immediately. Go ahead! ”

When Xu Rong heard that half of him was ready to lead his troops to meet the enemy, he was stunned again when he heard that he was going to kill the fleeing Han army. Yuan Ang would naturally be thunderous if it was any other time, but the bandits were rushing over, and Yuan Ang didn't have time to lose his temper.

He shouted to Xu Rong: "With our brothers here, what are you afraid of?" As long as we can kill these bandits, we will naturally support you! If you lose here and our brothers die, what will happen to you? If our brothers hadn't died, do you think our brothers would have been able to let you go? ”

These words made Xu Rong shudder like a whip, and he couldn't care so much, and shouted to his already panicked subordinates in Youzhou dialect: "Line up, meet the enemy!" ”

After more than forty subordinates prepared the queue, Xu Rong shouted, "Fifty steps forward!" The brothers who ran back shouted at them to hide on the side of the road! ”

After Xu Rong gave a few orders, his subordinates immediately obeyed the order, and they shouted as they advanced:

"Brothers, hide on both sides of the road!"

"Brothers, hide on both sides of the road!"

Zhang Luo and the others were chasing the Qing and Han deserters at this time, and the Han deserters heard the shouting, and saw the neat queue of the Han army in front of them, and fled to both sides of the road. On the road, which was originally full of people, a large open space was vacated in a moment. The queue of the Han army clearly saw that there were only twenty people killed on the opposite side, and immediately regained confidence. As soon as Xu Rong gave the order, the queue of the Han army stopped advancing and began to prepare for the formation.

At this time, Zhang Luo and the others were still more than thirty meters away from the Han army. As soon as Zhang Luo looked at the changes in the Han army, he knew that the battle had deviated from the original plan.

Now there are only two choices left for Zhang Luo to make, either to rush forward with all his strength or to retreat immediately. If you stop now and let the Han army calmly line up and fire arrows at a distance of more than 30 meters, a dozen or so Yellow Turban brothers armed with spears will only be slaughtered.

Of course, you can run away now, but this hard-won situation is tantamount to losing all your previous efforts. God knows when the next grain transport team of the Han army will arrive, Zhang Luo and they don't have much food, and it is impossible to ambush for more than ten days in a row. When the meat in his mouth is spit out, Zhang Luo is absolutely unwilling.

If you don't want to retreat, you can only rush, just like this electric thought, Zhang Luo didn't stop at all, because he ran with all his power, he couldn't even get out of his breath to shout again.

Xu Rong on the opposite side saw that Zhang Luo not only did not stop, but also accelerated his pace, making it clear that he wanted to kill into the Han army array. He immediately rose an octave, "There are only a dozen thieves, everyone, open their bows and release arrows!" Shoot the arrows! Hurry up and release the arrows! ”

The Han sergeants were also urged by the officers to prepare to start shooting.

At this time, the competition between the two sides is proficiency, and the competition is courage. Zhang Luo saw clearly that more than 30 Han troops lined up in three teams and put on a three-stage strike. Behind these people, there were more than two dozen pikemen of the Han army. The retreating Han army bypassed the oncoming Han army and ran behind the Han army array from both sides of the official road. According to the wishful thinking of the Han army, it was probably hoped that Zhang Luo would inflict heavy losses on them through three blows, and then the pikemen would rush up to solve the rest of the battle.

The shoes that Zhang Luo is wearing on his feet now are not cloth shoes, let alone Li Ning and Nike, but a pair of straw shoes. He knew very well that he was able to run so fast and rush so hard at the beginning, all thanks to the credit of these shoes. Just now, he killed more than a dozen Han soldiers in a row like a dragon and a tiger, and the pair of straw sandals on his feet was extremely powerful, and he was also damaged a lot. If you continue to run like this, the strap of the straw sandals will definitely break.

With scruples in his heart, Zhang Luo's charge slowed down significantly. The Han army on the opposite side didn't know if the pressure in their hearts became less after seeing Zhang Luo's charge slowing down, and the degree in their hands became faster. Drawing arrows, buckling arrows, and charging the bow, although everyone's steps are different in speed, the movements of each Han army's hands gave Zhang slightly great psychological pressure.

"Grass! Isn't it just that your shoes have fallen off and your feet have been punctured? Running slowly is gone, why am I so stupid? And Zhang Luo figured this out in a moment, he no longer cared about the shoes on his feet, he did his best on his legs, and rushed into the army in about 10 seconds.

Zhang is slightly ferocious. Since his left hand was no longer able to exert force, he simply let go of the barrel of the gun in his right hand and pulled out the single knife that was used as a mountain chopper. Regardless of the Han soldier who had already raised his spear, his right arm swung down with all his might, and the single knife slashed into the head of the Han army in front of him.

The strength of this knife is so great that the ordinary iron knife simply cut off half of the head of the Han army. In the gap split by the broken knife, the red, red and white things are clearly visible. Zhang Luo kicked the Han soldier in the chest and abdomen of the corpse, and the corpse flew backwards.

At this time, Zhang Luo was only more than half a meter away from the nearest Han army, but the Han soldiers looked at Zhang Luo who was close at hand one by one in amazement, and they didn't have the slightest reaction. Zhang Luo waved his right arm and slashed the throat of another Han soldier diagonally. The chicken-like screams rang out for only a moment before they came to an abrupt end.

Then an inhuman scream rang out, "Mom! ”

This scream seemed to be the voice of the Han army, and the other Han soldiers screamed sooner or later, and then turned around and ran. The people in the back reacted a little slower, and were hit head-on by the guys in the front row, and some of them used too much force to knock the Han soldiers behind them to the ground. As if the gourd stand was tilted, the Han soldiers touched me, I touched you, and the whole mess became a mess.