Chapter 395: Ran Min Becomes Famous

The young man is fearless, the enemy is strong, Ran Min's fighting spirit is prosperous, and the military strength boosts his prestige and makes his confidence burn wildly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The heavy shadow spear pressed towards Yan Liang like a storm, and faintly seized some upper hand.

"Could it be that I, the first general of Hebei, am I going to lose to Zhang Yuan again, I don't Yang, I don't Yang......" Yan Liang's heart was in pain, his dignity became more and more frustrated, and the knife in his hand gradually declined.

"Yan Liang, I let you escape with your life a few times, and today you are going to be defeated by my general Ran Min again, don't you want the name of the first general in Hebei?"

Just as Yan Liang was fighting hard, a mocking shout suddenly sounded in his ears, and when he looked up, he suddenly saw that a young Xuanjia red-robed military general had come with a sword, laughing wantonly.

Behind him, a big banner with the word "Zhang" flew like the wind.

It's Zhang Yuan who killed!

Yan Liang suddenly changed color.

In the previous battle of the White Horse, he fell into Zhang Yuan's way and fled in defeat.

Today's situation is comparable to the original battle of the White Horse, he is invincible to Ran Min, and he has to face the dilemma of losing again.

In the face of Zhang Yuan's humiliating words, Yan Liang really wanted to fight to the death, and he had to fight to the death to maintain his dignity.

It's a pity that at a glance around, all his fighting spirit was swept away by the defeat of his own army.

Attacking a few moves, he jumped out of the battle group in the gap, turned his horse around, looked at the direction of Yangwu City and fled, and shouted: "Zhang Yuan, today's shame, I Yan Liang wrote it down, he will take your dog's life one day!" ā€

When he shouted angrily, Yan Liang desperately clamped the horse's belly, wishing that the war horse under his crotch could grow wings and fly.

"Yan Liang, go back and tell Yuan Shao, tell him to get acquainted and go back to Hebei, otherwise this Central Plains will be his burial place." Zhang Yuan didn't chase after him, laughing wantonly.

Yan Liang was so angry that he was about to explode in his chest, he really wanted to turn around and kill Zhang Yuan, but the remaining trace of reason told him that it was important to save his life, and he should not be impulsive.

With the help of the Liangzhou good horse under his crotch, Yan Liang rushed all the way, and anyone who stood in his way, whether it was Sergeant Zhang or his own sergeant, was cut to pieces by him.

Ran Min did not pursue for a long time, and soon he was gradually left behind, unable to catch up again.

Zhang Yuan knew that Yan Liang was superb in martial arts, it was easy to defeat him, but it was not so easy to kill him.

Walked away, left, escaped a Yan Liang and Ruzhong.

The purpose of this battle has been achieved, and after this battle, the morale of Yuan's army will inevitably be severely defeated.

"Tick...... The system scans, and the host wins the ambush battle, gaining a brutality value of 1,61. ā€

A smile appeared on Zhang Yuan's young face, and he ordered the pursuit to be stopped.

"Da Sima, this Yan Liangwen is a general in Hebei, let them escape, it will be a trouble, don't you continue to pursue?" Ran Min shouted.

Zhang Yuan looked at the north and sneered: "Yan Liangwen's strength is on par with yours, it's not so easy to kill them, our goal has been achieved, there is no need to waste energy." ā€

When night falls, the battle ends.

Zhang Yuan ordered the battlefield to be cleaned, Wen Chou's 20,000 Yuan army, about 5,000 dead and wounded, Yan Liang's 5,000 cavalry, also more than 2,000 were destroyed.

In this battle, Yuan's army was wiped out by nearly 7,000 people.

That is to say, with the Battle of the White Horse and today's battle, after two battles, Yuan's army has been wiped out by more than 14,000 people.

Yuan Shao's 150,000 army, after two battles, has dropped to more than 130,000 in less than half a month, which can be described as a rapid loss.

However, with Yuan Shao's strong family background, this loss of troops is only far from being able to break his muscles and bones.

Zhang Yuan knew that Yuan Shao's main force, at this time, I am afraid that it has reached Yangwu City, if it is not good, it will be collected, and it will be chased hard, and then it will collide with Yuan Shao's army, and the original victory will become a big defeat.

packed up Yuan Shao's 7,000 soldiers and horses, and a big victory was enough.

"Yuan Shao, Yuan Shao, I really want you to hear the news of this defeat, what kind of face will you have......"

A sneer rose at the corner of Zhang Yuan's mouth, turned his horse around, raised his sword and shouted: "The whole army has collected troops, let's go back to Guandu to drink!" ā€

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The banner of the word "Yuan" has gone to flutter, and Yuan Shao has led the main army to the nearest city north of Guandu.

In the main hall, Yuan Shao was sitting on the seat, sipping a cup of wine.

His face was full of confidence and domineering, and his deep-set eyes were inadvertently flashing a little uneasy.

The generals came, but Tian Feng and other strategists came, and Yuan Shao was worried about Wen Chou's life and death.

"Even if Zhang Yuan sets up an ambush plan, he will only use foot soldiers, General Yan's five thousand iron cavalry will definitely rescue General Wen, and maybe he can take advantage of the situation to defeat the enemy army, the lord doesn't need to worry too much." Feng Ji said confidently with relief.

Yuan Shao's frowns were slightly relaxed, but he smiled: "Yan Liangwen is ugly, it is my Hebei Shuangxiong, you and him are fighting side by side, how can I worry." ā€

Seeing that Yuan Shao was so confident, Yuan Shang and his faction of civil and military officers were also relieved, and they all drank wine indifferently.

A relaxed and confident atmosphere is permeating, as if the first victory in this southern expedition will soon come.

Yuan Tan was sullen and drank the wine, looking unhappy.

At this moment, the soldiers hurriedly entered, "Lord Yu, General Yan and General Wen have returned with their troops. ā€

"Yuan Tu is right, they really returned victorious, quickly pour wine for the two generals, I want to personally celebrate them for winning the first victory." Yuan Shao smiled, and he had already stood up, ready to go down the steps to greet him.

The two glasses of good wine were poured, and the thick aroma of wine filled the hall, and everyone stood up, looking in the direction of the gate with their eyes brushed.

Heavy footsteps sounded, and Wen Chou and Yan Liang, who were covered in blood, walked into the lobby under the attention of everyone.

Everyone's faces changed slightly, and their smiling faces gradually froze.

In their eyes, there is no vigor and the Hebei Shuangxiong who returned victorious, but they have two gloomy faces.

Yuan Shao didn't come to the hall yet, walked down the stairs with a cup, and said with a smile: "Zizheng, Ziqin, you can come back late, and I have already prepared the celebration wine for you." ā€

The word "celebration" was heard in the ears, but it was like a needle prick, which made Yan Liang and Wen Chou more and more ashamed.

The two of them glanced at each other, facing the interested Yuan Shao, but they knelt on the ground in unison, bowing their heads and not daring to face them.

"The last general could not withstand the provocation of the enemy generals, and went to war without authorization, causing our army to suffer such a crushing defeat, please punish the lord." Wen Chou pleaded guilty to Yuan Shao with a face full of shame.

Fiasco?

In an instant, Yuan Shao's body froze, and all the smiles on his face shattered to the ground, replaced by horror.

In the lobby, I fell into death-like loneliness in an instant.

Yuan Shao, who came to his senses in a daze, couldn't help but turn his head to meet Ji, Feng, no matter how good he was, his face was dazed, as if he hadn't reacted yet.