Chapter 522: The curtain call of the world's greatest prince
It's late.
Even if Yuan Shao realized at this moment and admitted his defeat, would Su Zhe still be able to spare him?
No way.
Since ancient times, there are a few losers who can live, and only a stupid ruler will give those enemies he defeats a way to live.
Especially like Yuan Shao, who was once the number one prince in the world, has huge fame and appeal, and Su Zhe will not spare him and make him a hidden danger.
Su Zhe took a deep breath and said coldly: "Yuan Shao, everything is your own fault, now it's too late to admit defeat, for the sake of you who used to be the number one prince in the world, I will bury you with the gift of a prince." β
Yuan Shao smiled bitterly, did not beg for mercy, and was not angry.
He knew that this was his inevitable fate, just like after he won, he would take Su Zhe's life.
"Someone's coming!" Su Zhe shouted, "Escort Yuan Shao out, behead him on the spot, and then hang his head in Yecheng for three days, and then send him to Xudu." β
The order was handed down, and the soldiers on the left and right rushed up.
Yuan Shao let out a long sigh, without any struggle, turned around and strode away.
When he walked out of the lobby, the noon sun sprinkled overhead, and a burst of warmth hit his body, and he couldn't help but stop and look at Yecheng and the rivers and mountains of Hebei again.
"This great river and mountain, it turned out to be just a bubble, Yuan Shao, Yuan Shao, you have had a long spring and autumn dream......"
After looking up to the sky and sighing, Yuan Shao no longer hesitated and strode away.
Su Zhegao sat on it, watching Yuan Shao disappear from view, and let out a long breath, his heart was extremely happy.
"Yuan Shao has been destroyed, the next step is Sun Ce and Dong Zhuo, but before that, we have to clean up Yuan Tan, the remnant of the Yuan family, is ......."
Su Zhe's gaze had extended to Youzhou further north, and he said happily: "Pass the order, reward the soldiers of the three armies with wine and meat, eat and drink enough, and nourish your spirit, and then follow me to destroy Yuan Tan and capture Youzhou!" β
That night, Yecheng became a sea of joy.
The soldiers of the Su family army indulged in wine and songs, and enjoyed the glory of this moment.
And when the Soviet army celebrated, a snowflake-like battle report also set off from Yecheng and was sent to all parts of the world in all directions.
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And the state, Jinyang City.
Gao Gan stood at the head of the city, looking at the endless Xiliang army outside the city, and his scalp was numb for a while.
"This old thief Dong, instead of attacking the Su thief, came to attack me and the state, it's really stupid!" Gao Gan scolded angrily.
The one on the side sighed: "The Dong thief knew that the Su thief was powerful, and he didn't expect to take advantage of it, so he only dared to take advantage of the fire to rob and get some benefits from us." β
Gao Gan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he said worriedly: "I can't save Yecheng, over there in Youzhou, I heard that my cousin can't distinguish soldiers and horses, how long can you think your uncle can last." β
Qian Zhao thought for a while, and replied: "After all, Yecheng is the first strong city in Hebei, and the grain and grass in the city can be enough for half a year, as long as the lord is willing, he can guard it for at least half a year, and it is impossible for Su Thief to besiege Liyang for half a year, and then besiege Yecheng for half a year, even if his family background is thick, he can't afford such consumption, and sooner or later he will retreat." β
Gao Gan was a little relieved, and Fang sighed: "I hope so." β
When the words fell, Gao Rou, the general, hurriedly rushed to the city, trembling and giving a battle report to Gao Gan.
"General Gao, Yecheng is out of ...... Something went wrong. Gao Rou's voice was hoarse, and her face was soaked with cold sweat.
Gao Gan had a bad premonition in his heart, and he took the battle report uneasily, and slowly dismantled it.
After only a few glances, Gao Gan was shocked and changed color, and the battle report in his hand actually fell off his hand.
"How can this be, how can this be......" Gao Gan's voice trembled, his face was so panicked that it was distorted and deformed, and the cold sweat on his forehead rolled straight down.
"General Gao, what's going on?" Zhao asked in surprise.
Gao Gan's whole person was already in a state of confusion, and he couldn't even hear what he said.
The hurried move was to pick up the battle report that had fallen on the ground, and when he picked it up and looked at it, the whole person was also stiffened there.
Yecheng fell, and Yuan Shao was killed.
There were only a few lines in the information, but it was like big bad news, and it came to the top cadres.
"Lord...... The lord was actually killed by the Su thief? Wake up and exclaim.
It didn't matter what he shouted, all the soldiers on the front line of the city heard it, and they instantly fell into a panic.
One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and in a short time, all the soldiers in the city learned the shocking news that Yuan Shao had died.
In the blink of an eye, the state army fell into a situation where the fighting spirit collapsed and the people's hearts were scattered.
Yuan Shaodu is dead, Yecheng has been captured, what is the point of their small soldiers resisting here?
People's hearts collapsed, only in the blink of an eye.
"Uncle, uncleβ"
Gao Gan, who came back to his senses, hit the battlements with his fist fiercely, gritted his teeth and scolded angrily: "Abominable Su thief, you actually killed my uncle, killed my brother, my Gao Gan and you swear that I will not stand on the other, I must kill you, I want to take revenge~~"
Outside the city, the war drums rumbled, and the Xiliang Legion in array had already begun to move, preparing to launch a general attack on Jinyang City.
Gao Gan's spirit was forced to return to the battle in front of him, and he shouted in a panic: "Uncle is dead, the morale of the soldiers has collapsed, how can this battle be fought, what should I do?" What are we going to do? β
I was also flustered, and I didn't know what to do.
Gao Rou, who was silent, took a deep breath and sighed: "Now that we have no choice but to surrender to Dong Zhuo. β
Surrender to Dong Zhuo?
Gao Gan's body was shocked, and he looked at Gao Rou in surprise, as if he regarded his proposal as a fantasy.
Gao Rou said silently: "Yecheng fell, the lord was killed, Jizhou has fallen into the hands of the Su thief, the next step is that the Su thief will either attack Youzhou, or come to attack me and the state, the general thinks, with our soldiers and horses, can we resist the Su thief's soldiers?" β
Gao Gan was dumbfounded.
Gao Rou continued: "Forced death battle, in the end there is only a dead end, and if you surrender to the Su thief, with the relationship between the general and the lord, I am afraid that it will still be difficult to escape the poisonous hands of the Su thief, and the only way out is to submit to Dong Zhuo." β
"At present, Jinyang is still in the hands of the general, and the general's surrender to Dong Zhuo at this time is equivalent to surrendering the city, and Dong Zhuo will treat the general well. And Dong Zhuo and Su Thief are mortal enemies, sooner or later the two will fight to the death, and the general can borrow Dong Zhuo's hand to avenge the Lord Gazette, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds. β
Gao Gan raised his head and looked at the approaching Xiliang army outside the city, his thoughts racing, weighing the pros and cons.
Gao Rou saw that he was hesitant, and hurriedly said: "General, without further ado, you must make a decision as soon as possible, if you wait for the Xiliang army to break through the city, and the general returns to Dong Zhuo, then the result will be completely different." β
Gao Gan's heart was shocked, and the last trace of hesitation and scruples collapsed in an instant.
He struck the battlements with his fist, took a deep breath, and waved his hand weakly: "Pass the order, Kaesong surrender." β