"Give me a ......" the thief commander a column, flying to the city gate, a night battle in all directions, swept back a few soldiers, clicked a knife, cut the iron cable hanging the door latch, stretched out his hand to open the city gate, more than ten spears behind him, suddenly, the thief hurriedly dodged to dodge, poof, four or five serious injuries on his body, was immediately picked through the chest, pierced the internal organs, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of the mouth, looked up at the brothers who were shouting madly, the thief smiled with relief, tried his last strength, and grabbed the door latch hard, Pull aside.

"Hack him, hack him, block the gates." Chen Zhi shouted frantically.

Long spears and machetes, I don't know how many, fell on the body of the thief, and in the blink of an eye, a originally strong and vigorous 'gentleman on the beam' was completely chopped into mud.

"Eight..."

"Eighth brother..."In the blink of an eye, another Feng Wei fell again, and all the Feng Wei wept bitterly, looking at Feng Ba's miserable state, all of them were red-eyed.

"Get out of here, get out of here." The two enemy soldiers in his hands, crackling, chirping, were used as weapons by him, and he kept smashing on the body of the enemy soldier on the opposite side, and rushed to open a bloody road, the copper Arhat killed at the gate of the city, looking at the tragic death on the ground was Feng Ba, the copper Arhat was grief-stricken, angry and screamed, frantically repelled a wave of enemy attacks, and opened the city gate with tears and gritted his teeth.

"Old eight, we will never let you die in vain, tonight, let this enemy soldier in Chang'an accept the crazy ravages of our yellow turbans." As the bronze Arhat opened the city gate vigorously, there was a commotion. Outside the city gate, Zuo Colonel Zhang Niujiao and others poured into Chang'an City as soon as possible.

30,000 horses, like a flood beast, unstoppable. They killed people when they saw them, and slaughtered them when they met people, and the soldiers in Guanzhong were suddenly in chaos, and even though Chen couldn't stop shouting to stop them, it was still to no avail, and Liu Bei's soldiers were killed and injured in an instant. One by one, they cried and shouted like mothers, wailing.

"Hurry to the east gate to meet General Zhang Yan." Colonel Zuo gave an order. He led 10,000 horses to the east gate, and in less than half an hour, the east gate was opened, and Zhang Yan led his Black Mountain army to rush into Chang'an City like a wolf and a tiger.

There was a fighting everywhere. There were screams everywhere. There was thick smoke and fire everywhere, and the entire Chang'an City was completely caught in the ruthless anger of tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers.

"Lord, the big thing is not good, the enemy soldiers have rushed in, hurry up and run for your life." Chen Zhi ran to Liu Bei in a panic and shouted with shame on his face.

Neither of them felt good, and they got drunk. As a result, Liu Bei was assassinated, and Chen Zhi lost the city gate. The price is too great.

Liu Bei gritted his teeth, looked at the Yellow Turban soldiers who kept rushing in, and sighed helplessly, "Withdraw the troops and rush to the palace immediately to bring the Son of Heaven." ”

Liu Bei's 100,000 army, Zhang Fei killed 10,000, Chen Zhi lost 10,000 in Meixian County, and after Fengwei rushed to kill, another 10,000 died, and now Zhang Yanzuo and others rushed to kill, when Liu Bei wolf bèi evacuated from the south gate, there were less than 30,000 horses left around him.

Civil and military officials, almost tied up by Liu Bei and fled from Chang'an, many people are not in a hurry to drag their families, too late to pack up the gold and silver, and some are even in the middle of the night, wearing only a pair of close-fitting shorts and being dragged out by Liu Bei's Guanzhong soldiers, one by one complaining, blaming Liu Bei, even many civil officials, dare not say anything, in their hearts also Liu Bei's ancestors of the eight generations, completely scolded eighteen times.

Everyone looked back and saw Chang'an City, a bloody light, blazing fire, screaming endlessly, their small family was destined to suffer the merciless slaughter of the Yellow Turban.

"Let go of me, let go of me, I'm going back." Taiwei Yang Biao cried and staggered to Chang'an.

This is Yang Biao, the captain of the third duke, and the soldiers did not dare to block it too much, everyone involuntarily looked at Liu Bei, Liu Bei's cold right eye shot out a cold light, waved at those soldiers, and the soldiers understood, and dragged Yang Biao out of the crowd, and cut Yang Biao's rank down.

"Hiss......" The civil and military officials were all stupid, this Liu Bei was too ruthless.

"Liegong, I hope that you will put the overall situation first, and the Son of Heaven is not afraid of danger and will rush with us, why can't you be patient? When you arrive in Luoyang, Xuande will definitely send troops to rescue your family immediately. ”

"Applause, give me applause, look at the people, how touching and humane they say." Suddenly, there was a burst of excited cheers on the hillside on the side, followed by the applause of many soldiers, and Liu Bei was taken aback.

"Xu Feng?" With such a familiar voice, Liu Bei couldn't forget it in his dreams.

"Xu has been waiting here for a long time, Xuande, it's always been good, tsk, why are you so inattentive, when is there one less ear, hey, it's really pitiful, ouch, this ass is smashed, when was it inserted? It's really distressing to watch. Xu Feng straddled the chasing wind, looked at Liu Bei's miserable appearance, and said with deep sympathy.

Being so sneered at by Xu Feng, Liu Bei didn't dare to come out, held back his anger, and kept looking, only to see that on the slopes on both sides, there was a black press, flags fluttering everywhere, swords and guns flashing everywhere, and there were yellow turban soldiers all over the mountains, Liu Bei couldn't help but sigh.

The damned Yuan Shu, the hateful Lu Bu, actually saw that he was in trouble, but sat on the wall with cold eyes and watched, it was really despicable.

"Do it." With Xu Feng's wave of his hand, the soldiers on the slopes on both sides cheered, the tiger descended the mountain, and the dragon entered the sea, frantically killing Liu Bei's remnants.

Although Chen Zhijiu woke up, he had no intention of fighting at this time, urged the horse to step forward, walked less than ten rounds in front of Dian Wei, and was defeated, Zhang Xiu did not even have the courage to charge, Liu Bei's army of 30,000, after 20,000 dead and wounded, finally fought a bloody way to cover Liu Bei and went straight to Luoyang City.

"Lord, do you want to chase or not?" Dian Wei urged the horse to come to Xu Fengma and asked.

"Let's go to Chang'an City first, this Chang'an City, no matter what, must not be ceded to others."

"No."

"Then what to do with these hundred officials?"

"Take them all."

Liu Bei couldn't even take care of himself, where could he take care of these frightened officials, but Liu Xie, the son of heaven, was taken away by Liu Bei desperately.

Because that's his only hole card.

It's a pity that Liu Bei's men and horses have not yet arrived at Tongguan, and suddenly a team of people and horses flashed in front of him again, Liu Bei took a closer look, and a mouthful of blood spurted out when he landed.

Because on the opposite side of the big flag flying high in the center, the red flying flames, the blue edge of the gold characters, the four bronzing characters are particularly dazzling, it is the "Hou General Yuan"

"Is it Yuan Shu's centaurs?" Liu Bei only understood at this time why Yuan Shu's men and horses had not moved for a long time, it seemed that they had come a long time ago, but it was not Xu Feng or the Yellow Turban who were dealing with him, but himself.

"Protect the Son of Heaven." Liu Bei hurriedly turned around and commanded Chen to Zhang Xiu.

Liu Xie looked calm, just glanced at Liu Bei coldly, first controlled by Dong Zhuo, and then bullied by Liu Bei, for Liu Xie, no matter where he goes, his fate is always the same, just a puppet chess piece manipulated. (To be continued......)

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