Reality does not allow Jia Rong to make any regression, aside from Beidi County, Yuan Shao, the leader of the coalition army, is very restless in the Central Plains, after unifying Jizhou, he has repeatedly advised Youzhou Mu Liu Yu to be able to comply with the unification and ascend the throne as the emperor, to put it bluntly, it is to get rid of the Han Emperor under the control of the Xiliang Army, so as to fight against Chang'an.

The old princes who had the old with Yuan Shao also echoed their words, the soldiers were full of food, Yuan Shao intended to expand the territory, and Gongsun Zan and Yuan Shao of Youzhou had already torn their faces, and war was inevitable.

After learning the news that Xianbei was on the border and Jia Rong led the army to go, Yuan Shao daxiao again and again, isn't the Xiliang army known as the elite, and how much can be left after the battle with 150,000 Xianbei people, Yuan Shao really wants to see Jia Rong's troops suffer a big loss, and he can't suppress the family in Chang'an, and then he was assassinated to death like Dong Zhuo, whether it was the Yuan family who assassinated Dong Zhuo in the first place, Yuan Shao has no way of knowing.

The fourth generation and the third duke, the protégés and former officials are all over the world, Yuan Shao cannot remember everyone clearly, perhaps because of Yuan Kui's kindness in the past, the officials rose up to fight.

The war in Yanmen, Beiping, Beidi County, made Yuan Shao see an opportunity to march into Youzhou and eradicate Gongsun Zan in Beiping, but in this way, all the people with lofty ideals in the world were offended.

Youzhou Mu Liu Yu and Beiping Taishou Gongsun Zan have always been at odds, it is not a secret in Youzhou, especially in the attitude towards foreign races, there is a tendency to intensify, what is lacking is just a fuse.

Liu Yu did not listen to Yuan Shao's words of enthronement, and was very convinced by Yuan Shao's theory of treating foreign races, and was even more dissatisfied with Gongsun Zan in his heart.

At this time, Gongsun Zhan was dealing with the Qianren, and Liu Yu made many obstructions from it, ignoring the words of his staff.

The frontier is in turmoil, and the Central Plains is no better, Guo Da came back again, leading more than 100,000 Yellow Turbans to set off a bloody storm in the Central Plains, Cao Cao's Yanzhou and Yuan Shao's Jizhou have been affected, Yuan Shao had to put down his careful thinking to deal with the Yellow Turban Army.

Lingzhou City is not tall, compared to the Lingzhou City that Jia Rong saw a few years ago, it has lost a bit of vitality.

"If you die, you will be free!" Jia Rong reached into his arms and gently stroked the hosta in his arms, feeling surprisingly calm.

"Open the gates!" A Xianbei cavalryman shouted at Mu Da's signal.

In the face of life, many people's choice is to compromise, and the same is true of Que Ju's son Mu Da, including Murong Li, there is no objection, ambitious people also know how to cherish their lives, and the longer they stay in the top position, the more precious their lives are.

Murong Feng, who is very familiar with the habits of the Han people, built the entire Lingzhou City into a drip-tight water, although there are only a few thousand Han cavalry on the battlefield, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not make any unexpected moves, and Huo Qubing was able to sweep the Huns with 800 cavalry.

There was a constant stream of soldiers patrolling the city, and the soldiers guarding the city gate would not open the city gate without instructions from above.

"Did the defenders of the city hear it, Lao Tzu wants to enter the city!" Murong Li scolded in a fluent Xianbei language.

The Xianbei generals who were guarding the city glanced at each other and nodded, Murong Li was a famous figure in the Xianbei army, don't think about the life after returning to the tribe if he offended him.

The gates slowly opened.

Jia Rong's back has already been soaked with sweat, his face is slightly pale, different from the city of the Han people, Jia Rong only has a general understanding of the situation in the city, once there is a big chaos, the people in the city can help is not sure, the courage of the Xianbei people is famous in the desert grassland, Murong Feng is also the first to follow Tanshi Huai to unify Xianbei's veteran general, and Jia Rong has a feeling of weakness in the face and close range with such a character.

Seeing that the blood guard beside him nodded, Jia Rong gestured to Zhao Yun with his eyes and glanced at the city gate.

Zhao Yun will understand, this kind of raid battle, the fight is a surprise, when the Xianbei army in the city reacted, the blood guard was not enough to stuff the teeth, and if this battle was not successful, it would become a benevolent.

The city gate was wide open, Jia Rong led the blood guard to slowly go to the city gate, Lingzhou City has a low gate and a small gate, this kind of city is the favorite object of the princes in the Central Plains, there is no easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The moment the blood guard completely entered the city gate, Zhao Yun suddenly attacked, the spear waved the silver light flashed, and killed three Xianbei soldiers guarding the city gate in a row, and the blood guard next to him also drew a scimitar, and the Xianbei soldiers guarding the city gate were all solved by the blood guard with a devastating force before they could react.

"General, there are many Xianbei people, guarding the city gate is not the best policy, if the Xianbei people attack the city gate, even if there are thousands of people, they will not be able to defend it." Zhao Yun said hurriedly.

"Constantly roam around the city gate and fight with the defenders in the city, and adapt to the situation!" After speaking, Jia Rong slapped his horse and galloped towards the city.

"General!" Two tears flowed on Zhao Yun's delicate face, the master and servant knew each other, but Jia Rong has always regarded Zhao Yun as a brother, and this friendship is the sword mountain and the sea of fire Zhao Yun will not frown.

Jia Rong walked farther and farther away with the figure of five hundred blood guards, Zhao Yun bit his lip tightly, and ordered: "Kill!" ”

He couldn't refuse to let himself guard the city gate, Zhao Yun was also determined to die, and he could only divide the attention of the defenders in the city to Jia Rong and others by constantly fighting with the Xianbei people.

Zhao Yun suddenly found that this was a road to death, and the key point was that Jia Rong could perfectly complete the decapitation operation and kill the Xianbei Marshal, otherwise it would be difficult for the two thousand blood guards to get out of Lingzhou City, and the soldiers who could be left by the Xianbei Marshal would not be vulgar.

The streets of Lingzhou are extremely desolate, and a few deserted people are walking around the streets.

"The Han people have invaded the city, and the people in the city have taken refuge in their homes and do not come out!" A dozen blood guards shouted as they ran.

Glancing at the five hundred blood guards behind him, Jia Rong suddenly gave birth to a kind of pride and ambition that will never return, "The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone."

Xianbei arranged tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in the city, and the probability of winning was less than 20%.

The scimitar was attached to the horse's back, the blade was facing outward, and the whining of the wind was heard under the rapid warhorse.

More than 400 blood guards have resolute faces, solemn expressions, and their eyes are staring at the figure in front of them, even the chief general of the first army, the general of the Han Dynasty's chariot and cavalry, can be in danger with his body, even if he dies in battle, what complaints do he have, they are blood guards, sacrificing their lives to protect Jia Rong's safety at a critical moment.

"Where is the big handsome in the city, take me there!" The scimitar in Jia Rong's hand was pressed against Murong Li's waist and shouted.

Murong Li's face turned pale, and after thinking about it repeatedly, he said, "In the east of the city!" ”

The constant jolting of the war horse made the scimitar against Murong Li's neck cut his skin, how could Murong Li, who was not worried about food and clothing since he was a child, realize that his father had been running around all his life on the war horse, so that the Murong family had today's climate.

Mu Da squinted his eyes slightly on the war horse, looked ahead sharply, and attacked the Xianbei army with five hundred people, this Han general named Jia Rong is definitely a madman, and he will never understand the horror of Murong Feng if he doesn't fight with the Xianbei people, but it is a pity that a Han general has fallen.

With 500 people to raid the Xianbei city with 10,000 people, such a mind and courage is afraid that Huo Quai's regeneration will not dare to do so, and the grassland will be swept away with a blow, thousands of miles away, the Xianbei people have no way, but there is a big problem in the small city.

Jia Rong, who was determined to die, led five hundred blood guards to set off a stormy wave in Lingzhou City, countless Xianbei soldiers chased behind Jia Rong, and the noise of the small Lingzhou City continued, and most of the infantry in the city could only follow behind the blood guards from afar.

At the same time, the battle at the city gate also began, and Zhao Yun led one hundred and twenty cavalry to roam around the city gate, creating chaos and attracting the attention of the Xianbei people.

Ignoring the pursuers behind him, Jia Rong slapped his horse on his back and walked away to the east of the city.

"Kill!" Jia Rong took the lead in killing the Xianbei battalion, which was not very well guarded.

With a split in the air, the Xianbei soldiers responded to the sound and cut into two sections, and the bloody death made the blood guards behind them scream, and the Xianbei soldiers were stunned, brandishing all kinds of weapons, and marching forward bravely, intending to block the pace of the cavalry attack with flesh and blood.

The galloping horses trampled the fanatics to the ground without mercy.

The defense of the Xianbei camp was loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and Jia Rong led the five hundred blood guards as if they had stepped into a quagmire and swamp, constantly struggling, and Jia Rong had to start facing Murong Feng, the legendary commander of Xianbei.

In the Xianbei big tent, Murong Feng said with a gloomy face: "The little Han people actually want to attack the city!" ”

There were ten thousand in the city. Murong Feng had sufficient confidence to leave this Han cavalry of four or five hundred people behind.

"Old Murong Er, let's let the people from the west go up." At this time, Que Ju did not forget to hit his old friends.

Murong Li said: "At this time, they are still joking there, and the Han people have already beaten outside the tent." ”

Que Ju said leisurely: "Don't say it's five hundred Han people, even a thousand people, and you can't get out." ”

The Xianbei lords talked leisurely in the tent, Jia Rong led the blood guard to tear a hole in the Xianbei soldiers with a powerful and incomparable force, and went straight to the Xianbei tent, the combat effectiveness of the blood guard is the most elite Xianbei cavalry can not be compared, and the ordinary Xianbei people can be described as devastating.

Jia Rong looked around, in addition to the Xianbei people who were crowded with people, there were also the flags of the Chinese army fluttering, which was where the Xianbei commander and the hope of survival lie.

"Kill!" Jia Rong roared angrily, and the scimitar took the life of a Xianbei cavalryman without any fancy.

The anger in the blood guard's chest was completely aroused, and each soldier exerted twelve points of strength, and opened a bloody path with the scimitar in his hand.

Murong Feng led two thousand men and horses to appear in front of Jia Rong.

Looking at Murong Feng, who had a faint trace of white hair in his long hair and a majestic face, Jia Rong couldn't help but feel afraid.

After fighting against the water, there was no way to retreat, Jia Rong kicked the horse's belly with both legs, and the war horse headed towards the Xianbei army.

The combat effectiveness of the blood guards was beyond the imagination of Murong Feng and all the Xianbei generals, the threat from death could not stop the pace of the blood guards, there were five or six wounds in the body still like no one was fine, some of the blood guards fell off their horses, and they did not forget to get up and fight, waving their scimitars, the black light flashed, and one after another the blood guards fell to the ground unyieldingly, and were chopped into meat by the Xianbei people who rushed up, deducing one tragic scene after another.