In the area from Changping to Guangyang, chaos continues, and black smoke and blood are filled.

It's the end of April. The sky is gloomy, brewing thick water vapor, the fields and woods are shaking in the gentle wind, in the dull air, accompanied by the cicadas and the sound of fighting and wailing, spreading from the foothills and forests, to the south of the villages, every household closes the door, sits in the house in fear, does not dare to make a sound, some people's houses are directly empty, and the family leaves overnight, after all, the defeated army in the north has withdrawn to this side.

"Don't talk, someone seems to be walking around outside."

The closed thatched house is located in the corner of the village, the slightly open window gap is just enough to see the road into the village from the houses on both sides in front, the sky is gloomy, but not dark, a pair of eyes behind the window gap cautiously look at the situation outside, about twenty or thirty figures carrying swords, spears covered in blood and walking forward, towards the middle of the village.

The voice of speech came occasionally, and the figure in the room turned his head cautiously, raised his index finger to his lips to the family behind him, and lowered his voice: "...... It's a rout, and another batch is coming, and when they leave, it should be fine, we are remote here, and we won't come often. ”

"I didn't have a good life for a few days when I married you, and the family either didn't have anything to eat, or I broke my leg...... It's good now, even the soldiers are coming......" The image of the person squatting behind the door is the person's mother-in-law, with panic in her words, stretching her neck: "......Are these plague people gone?" ”

The man was lying under the crack of the window, and was about to answer, when a woman's sharp scream suddenly came from outside, and the whole person was stunned, and looked back at the mother-in-law, her face was pale, her body shrunk into a ball, squatting there trembling slightly, covering her mouth: "...... that voice seems to be ..... Zhao family'...... Bride ......"

Then came the woman's wail, and the man's "Ah! The voice of death, the man hiding under the window gritted his teeth and whispered: "A group of brutes! ”

At this time, he cursed, and then heard the sound of rumbling horses' hooves galloping, and his eyes returned to the gap, and hundreds of cavalry galloped past, and then there was a fierce fight, and the bloody atmosphere spread, and a moment later, on the road into the village, the corpses of the routed soldiers were piled up on the ground, and a few soldiers were stupid, and knelt on the ground with their hands raised, and the blood stains that overflowed red around their knees.

The white-robed mantle, the silver-armored general carried the gentian and rode a majestic white horse through the blood and water to the front of several people, his cold eyes swept over them, and then raised his head to look forward. A white-flowered woman with twisted hands and feet, a knife stuck in her neck, and a man lying next to her, presumably her husband, was also dead, with her stomach broken open and her internal organs all over the floor.

Zhao Yun pulled his horse straight past the four defeated soldiers, and his voice was cold: "...... Kill all four of them. ”

500 white wolf riders chased after them, and some rode over and stabbed them with their guns, and the soldiers were "..... in pain" At the moment of the scream, dozens of spears instantly stabbed wildly from above, blurring the flesh and blood of the four people kneeling on the ground, and after a while, they continued to run forward. There are such movements in the nearby land, foothills, and villages, and the scattered white wolf cavalry fights in small teams to chase and suppress the fleeing in all directions, and the chaotic soldiers formed by the rout, more than 20,000 people in Changping were defeated, and more than 10,000 people fled to the south in addition to the death and surrender on the spot, and dozens of villages along the way have been trampled by them, and the nervous and broken rout has become a more terrible chaotic soldier than the bandits, hysterically rushing into the village to loot, killing people and setting fires, and even searching out the women and women in the people's homes, and humiliating and raping them in public. Lewdness is used to vent fear and animal desires.

However, this war is racing against time, and Zhao Yun asked the white wolf to rush to Guangyang to join Lu Bu on the one hand, and on the other hand, he could only do what he could.

In Changping, raindrops are falling sparsely.

The towering city wall is still hung with the Yuan character flag, Zhang Nan looked at the field into pieces of about 5,000 prisoners, did not speak for a long time, the southeast side of the city corner, the banner is lined up, the camp that originally belonged to the Yuan army has become the camp of Gongsun Zhi, the end of the war here in the three days, the 30,000 Youyan foot soldiers who came over one after another have also entered the camp to rest, looking from afar, the siege equipment seems to have begun to build.

"There shouldn't be any problems on Lu Bu's side, Jiang Yiqu is just a brave man, as long as he dares to fight with Wen Hou head-on, the result has almost been decided."

In the big tent, the atmosphere was solemn, most of the generals in the army were not here, only Li Ru, Tian Yu, Cao Ang, and Gongsun Xu looked at the figure of the big man behind the long case and spoke, the words paused, Gongsun Zhi put down the approved order and asked Li Ke to take it out and hand it over to the herald, he raised his head at this time, his eyes were calm like a deep pool, and swept the faces of the people present.

“.…… Two punches left and right, half a moon to break more than 40,000 soldiers and horses in Jizhou, it is indeed an indescribable victory, but for Yuan Shao, who has hundreds of thousands, and nearly 200,000 elites alone, these 40,000 are not even skins. ”

The simple words sounded behind the long case, and there was silence around them, half a sound, and Gongsun continued: "Brother, then we are going to conquer the isolated city of Changping, and then go south to join Zhao Yun and Wenhou?" ”

Gongsun Zhi pointed his finger on the table, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head: "I also said just now that Wen Chou and Han Meng only had a short fight with them, and they should be much more powerful than Zhang Nan and Jiang Yiqu, not to mention that they don't have a lot of soldiers and horses in their hands, and it is difficult to defeat them in one fell swoop, so the trick of the wind and thunder attack can be turned into an attack, drag them from the camp, and then look for new fighters, and now Changping really wants to take it, as a nail nailed in Youzhou, to cut off the reinforcements that may come from Yuyang to attack our back." However, according to the original plan, at this time, the troops of Zhao Zhao and Yan Rou have almost arrived at the expected location, and I will take the guard wolf to ride south, and you will start attacking the city. ”

"Yes!" Cao Ang and Gongsun continued to get up and give up their hands.

……

The panicked atmosphere in the city of Changping was pervasive, and the panicked mood had appeared on people's faces, the light rain fell on the city, and the sound of restlessness was faintly heard in the wilderness, and in the rain curtain of leaden green, the sound of war drums sounded solemnly.

Under the west gate of the city, Yan Jiu, who was dressed in Yuan Jun's clothes and armor, exchanged words with several comrades, and then scattered to talk and laugh with more former brothers, looking at the city gate from time to time, several houses nearby, a team of Yuan soldiers patrolled by, and inside the closed doors and windows, more figures rubbed their hands, pulled out their knives and pointed at the city gate of the street and said something.

"Ready—" A voice rang out.

The drums of war were still beating, and a team of cavalry was rushing out of the camp to Guangyang at high speed, and soon, 30,000 Youyan foot soldiers left the camp, Cao Ang, Wu Anguo, Gongsun Xu, and Zou Dan rode to the front, and looked at the city in front of them......

…….

The handsome tent, the figure walked out in front and back, and Gongsun Zhi spoke to the two scribes behind him.

"Before I came, Wu Huan's bone jin, Lou ban, and lock slave asked me to fight...... They are willing to lead their respective tribal warriors to help. He looked at Li Ru, who just smiled: "How can there be such a good thing in the world for the lord to occupy." ”

Gongsun Zhi nodded and continued to walk forward, "So I refused, there is no need for them to come here to mix, before sending troops, I sent a letter to warn, if the blade in the hands of their clansmen dares to touch a little blood of the Han people, they will pick the skin of a few of them after they go back." ”

There was a guard in front of him who led the horse over, and Gongsun Zhi turned over and waved his hand violently: "...... After all, this is my Han family business, and whoever dares to reach out over will cut off his hand-"

"As for the more than 5,000 captives over there......" he said indifferently.

"...... those who don't want to surrender voluntarily are killed."

………..

Under the city of Changping, the sound of war drums sounded to the extreme, the array of 30,000 people slowly moved over, the roaring footsteps seemed to shake the city wall, Cao Ang stood under the banner, drew his sword and slashed: "Siege the city-"

The trumpet sounded.

The front 10,000 people rushed to the city wall under the charge of a big man with a copper hammer in his arm, the arrows and locusts in the sky staggered down, and under the soldiers with shields on one side, the colleagues who bowed down seized the time to assemble the ladder, and then dozens of people lifted and ran together, and built on the city wall in front.

Zhang Nan walked on this section of the city wall and constantly commanded the defense of the city, and in the alleys of the city behind him, several private houses were suddenly broken, and hundreds of figures tightened the cloth strip in their hands with their mouths and the handle of the knife, and strode towards the past, and the surrounding soldiers made such movements one after another.

His steps became faster and faster, and then he ran, rushing to the front figure, waving his blade, and his voice roared angrily: "Kill it-"

"—Welcome the army of the eldest prince into the city!"

Hundreds of people shouted and charged towards the city gate.