Tens of thousands of troops were like a black torrent, passing through Tongguan and going all the way north, and a few days later, the soldiers came to the county town.

Unlike the imaginary arrival of the army, the other party opened the door and surrendered, this Shangjun city closed the city gate, and there was an attitude of fighting to the death and not surrendering?

"There are only 2,000 defenders in this upper county, could it be that they still want to resist to the death?" Zhang Xiu looked at the closed city gate with some surprise and said.

"Shangjun Taishou Wang Ling is the nephew of Situ Wang Yun, and Wang Situ's family died in the hands of the prime minister..."Guo Jia responded.

"Wang Ling?"

Zhang Xiu was stunned, but it was a little familiar.

"What does Bong-hyo mean that the other party wants to defend to the death?" Zhang Xiu said again.

"Whether it is the prime minister's policy, or the hatred between the prime minister and the other party, I think the other party must intend to stick to it." Guo Jia responded.

"Hehe..."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiu sneered, and continued: "Since he wants to defend it, let him guard it, I'm very curious, with only 2,000 people, how does he want to defend my 100,000 army?" ”

"Send someone to give an order, and if you don't go out of the city to surrender with a stick of incense, you will directly attack."

"No." Guo Jiaying is down.

...

Tens of thousands of troops were like dark clouds, pressing heavily outside the Shangjun City, and the peaceful Shangjun City was full of fierce and murderous aura at this time.

At the head of the county, Wang Ling, who was dressed in military uniform, looked at the flags flying in the sky under the city, as well as the strict military formation, and the solemn aura from the pavement made him feel almost suffocated.

Truth be told, he didn't really want to hit a stone with an egg, if he could.

With Zhang Xiu's strength now, among the princes of the world, where can anyone compare with it?

What's more, he is not even a prince, with thousands of soldiers and horses...

There is no single chance of winning.

He has now regretted it, why did he listen to his 'uncle' Wang Yun in the first place, Lu Bu is invincible in the world?

Have Lu Bu worry-free?

But it turned out that!

How long has Chang'an been stable?

Not to mention Zhang Xiu, even Li Dao, Guo Yan and others Lu Bu have never been able to parry.

Chang'an fell, Lu Bu fled, his uncle Wang Yun's family was killed, his uncle Wang Yun's family was killed, and he escaped back. But it's only been a long time, and the Xiliang army is killing to...

And just when he was sad and angry in his heart, in the middle of the army, he rode out and came to the city, stopped a few feet away from the city gate, and shouted at the city: "Where is Wang Ling, the Taishou of Shangjun, go out of the city to receive the order." ”

There was a dead silence above the city, and the soldiers defending the city were all in their throats at this time, holding the blades in their hands tightly, and their bodies trembled slightly.

They are all a group of remnants and weak generals who have been away from the battlefield for several years, where can they compete with the vigorous soldiers of a hundred battles at the moment?

It's just that the reputation of the Xiliang Army is really too stinky, and they are afraid, afraid that the family behind them will suffer after the city is broken. That's why I had to gather here, and I wanted to resist it...

The soldiers under the city walked back and forth, and when they saw that no one responded, they said loudly again: "The prime minister has an order, and the county guards Wang Ling, and goes out of the city to receive the order." Within a stick of incense, if you dare to resist the will and disrespect, when the city falls, you will slaughter the Taiyuan Wang family... Those who dare to follow Wang Ling to commit rebellion will be punished as the same crime. ”

The weak brigades above the city wall were in an uproar, and the defenders unconsciously turned their heads and turned their eyes on Wang Ling's body, their eyes flickering, as if they were thinking about something.

Zhang Xiu holds the holy decree in his hand, the soldiers and horses under the city represent the Son of Heaven, although the Han court has declined, but it is only for some powerful princes, but for this kind of weak brigade, if they really dare to resist, then they will all become rebels from the county soldiers of the imperial court, and they only have more than 2,000 old and weak soldiers, if the city is contributed, the fate of the rebels can be imagined.

Wang Ling's fists squeaked, and he noticed that the expressions of these soldiers around him were different, and he felt bad in his heart, his face turned pale, and he yelled at the city: "Fart, disobey the order, and make trouble??" Go back and ask Thief Zhang, who is the rebel thief!! ”

"Now that I have a holy decree to persecute Your Majesty in my hand, I dare to say that others have committed rebellion, and I am really a Han without loyal ministers and righteous soldiers? Even if I, Wang Ling, die here, today, I will definitely defend this Shangjun for my Han Dynasty. You Xiliang miscellaneous people, want to slaughter the people of my upper county like you slaughtered the people of Chang'an, ask these soldiers behind me if they agree!! ”

Listening to what Wang Ling said, the soldiers who had no intention of fighting before, at this moment, they had to force themselves again.

There is no way, although Zhang Xiu now has all kinds of preferential treatment for the land of Yongliang, but the news of this era is not well-informed. Especially the soldiers and ordinary people, how can they know about such a thing?

The most important thing is that even the princes of each place will not tell the people under their rule what the scene of Chang'an and Xiliang is like. Besides, they haven't seen it either, so how would they know?

"Lao Tzu was born in Bingzhou, and the prime minister of my family is not something you can slander. The prime minister is the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, not the prime minister of Xiliang, you can think clearly, following Wang Ling's rebellion, there is only one way to die! When the soldier heard what Wang Ling said, he shouted.

Under Zhang Xiu's command, he is not just a soldier and horse in Liangzhou, he has always been treated equally.

The reason why he came back with the Bingzhou army this time was precisely to let the people who wanted to rebel here figure out one thing.

He is the prime minister of this world, not the prime minister of a state!

Originally, these soldiers on the city wall had already planned to fight, but when they heard what the herald said, they couldn't help but be puzzled.

Then, the sentry also told where his hometown was, as well as following Ding Yuan into Beijing and Lu Bu's rebellion. In fact, he doesn't have the right to say this, but this is his hometown, what kind of days are Liangzhou and Yongzhou now, if he can, he really doesn't want to let the blood flow here...

Of course, when a stick of incense was about to arrive, the sentry rode back to his life.

On the city wall, the defenders swayed from side to side, and for a while, they didn't know what to do.

"Wenyuan, this state is your homeland, so it's up to you to break the city. After the city is broken, as long as you don't resist, you can spare his life, and I don't like one of the Wang family to get away. Zhang Xiu looked back at Zhang Liao and commanded.

"Yes."

Zhang Liao received the order and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He didn't think the same way, he didn't want to kill on a large scale in his homeland.

But these brainless things are so ignorant of life and death!

He was really afraid that Zhang Xiu would be unhappy, so he directly ordered the slaughter of the city or something...

Fortunately, none of the results were too bad!

Immediately, he rode away to gather an army...

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