Chapter 213: Soldiers Descend on the City

The iron helmet was flattened, and the blood squeezed out the seven orifices, and the more Lei Shan's entire head was deformed.

Zhang Yu looked at the corpse on the ground, the whole person was still in a daze, at this time he was fifty-eight years old, his hair and beard were all gray, holding a Yanling knife in his hand and standing on the chariot, his eyes fell on the figure wearing Tang armor on the opposite side.

He remembered that Zhu Di, the king of Yan, attacked Dongchang, and then was besieged by heavy troops, he and Zhu Neng went to the rescue, and then he was exhausted by the injury, and in a trance, he arrived here and saw a Tang Dynasty man.

When he looked back at Su Chen, who was in extraordinary armor, he saw two more figures next to Su Chen, and the moment the outline of one of his body and face was revealed, Zhang Yu put away his knife and knelt down on one knee.

"The old minister meets King Yan!"

And the Tang Dynasty general who was riding on horseback over there also had a gray beard, his eyes fell on the other side of Su Chen, and when he saw the second figure standing, the iron shovel in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty......"

He quickly dismounted, walked over quickly, arched his hands, knelt on one knee, and tears were already sliding down his face, "Old minister Qin Qiong is not dreaming." ”

On the chariot, Li Shimin on Su Chen's side went straight down, looking at this old courtier who had been sick all his life, and died soon after, he was slightly moved, and his voice was a little choked, "I didn't dream, I'm here, and the general is also here!" ”

Qin Qiong was helped up, her beard trembled slightly, and her voice was low and choked.

"The minister can't stand Your Majesty, the minister is old and frail, sick on the couch, and can't continue to solve problems for Your Majesty...... Your Majesty...... Why are you so old......"

"I'm gone...... But I can't help you, I can't let you see the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty. Li Shimin patted Qin Qiong's hand, "However, in the future, I will be here, the general will also be here, and I will no longer be separated from the monarch and the minister, and I will let you see a prosperous and prosperous world!" ”

On the chariot, Zhu Di also helped Zhang Yu up, looking at the old general who was close to the age of sixtieth, and there was an indescribable sourness in his heart.

"The general sacrificed his life to save me, so that I could fight my way out of the encirclement, but the general didn't see that it was difficult for me to succeed!"

"The king is in danger, and the ministers can not fight to the death. I can hear with my own ears that His Royal Highness has succeeded, and Jade dies without regrets! In the year of Zhang Yu's sixtieth year, he held Zhu Di's hand and cried out.

"Don't cry, don't cry, the general will live again, I will let you take a good look at the great river!"

On both sides, Zhu Di and Li Shimin comforted a few words, restrained their children's affection, and shouted in unison: "Qin Qiong (Zhang Yu)!" ”

"In!"

The two veterans seemed to have returned to the original battlefield warriors, although there were still tears on their faces, but they looked serious.

"Get rid of the thieves here, behead the thieves!"

"Yes!"

The two shouted in unison!

When the voice fell, Qin Qiong picked up the double hammer and turned over on the horse, where Zhang Yu held the Yanling knife in his hand, jumped out of the chariot, cut a rope with a knife, turned over a white horse, and galloped out with Qin Qiong.

Spanning several dynasties, the two fierce generals of their lives, rushed out of the military formation, avoiding the thickest area of the soldiers, like two sharp arrows, straight to the general of Wu over there.

At this time, the latter was urging the soldiers of Wu and Yue who were attacking in front to speed up their charge, tearing open the gap and smashing the Yellow Dragon.

"The thiefβ€”"

Qin Qiong took the lead, the galloping war horse crashed into the two Yue soldiers, he held a double hammer in his hand, his beard was angry, staring at Cui Zhan who was looking at the front of him, his clenched teeth opened, and he shouted: "-Uncle Qin of the Tang Dynasty is here!" ”

Secret Technique: Incredible Courage!

There are Wu soldiers and Yue soldiers nearby, he beat people back with a left and a right, and the horse's hooves galloped, Cui Zhan drew his sword, his martial arts are not weak, and he urged the horse to meet directly.

The staggered combination of the horse's heads on both sides is the crazy exchange of blows and the double mace that came to Cui Zhan, Cui Zhan's hysterical roar of "ahhhh

The sparks splashed wildly on the opponent's blade, and the huge force one after another forced the opponent's war horse to keep retreating, and even the horse was pushed out by force without moving, plowing out the ravines drawn by the four hooves, drying the ground, and the concussive dust was filled.

The surrounding Wu general Cui Zhan's personal guards rode the horse, or rushed up on foot, but they were all intercepted by Zhang Yu who was galloping on the other side, and a wild goose knife slashed left and right in the crowd, and when he chiseled through the crowd and galloped around Cui Zhan, Qin Qiong struck hard and hit the other party's curled knife edge, and the huge force directly forced the yellow horse under Cui Zhan's seat to kneel on his forelimbs, and Cui Zhan above even flew out with a knife.

In mid-air, Zhang Yu, who came on horseback, raised his hand and slashed angrily with a volley.

The blade slashed directly at the opponent's waist, and Cui Zhan was in the air, "Ah! With a scream, it was directly broken into two pieces and flew sideways to the left and right.

"The thief is dead!"

Su Chen saw a scene in the distance on the chariot, simply pushed away the soldiers who were driving, grabbed the reins and shook it, and drove the four big horses to pull the ancestral chariot and run out, he took the king sword in one hand and the reins in the other, and directly entered the tide of Wu Yue's soldiers who were still charging, and shouted in a loud voice: "Soldiers, kill the enemy with the lonelyβ€”β€”"

A statue in the car swayed excitedly from side to side, making a rampant or gloomy laugh.

The six-wheeled cart was like a chariot, running with a group of emperors laughing wildly, Su Chen pulled the reins in one hand, and waved the Xia Wang Sword in the other hand to slash down wildly one head after another, and the spear.

Dian Wei led more than 300 shield halberd warriors to guard on the other side, and slashed and killed according to the rushing crowd. Qin Qiong and Zhang Yu came back from their horses, rushing left and right in the crowd to kill the stragglers.

Soon, Zhao Yun led Bai Ma Yi to kill from the torrent, and the entire field suddenly turned into another Shura field.

The battle continued until the sky gradually brightened, and the entire field was full of the corpses of Wu and Yue soldiers for several miles, and the lush grass had turned scarlet.

Su Chen stood on the chariot with the sword of King Xia, his face, hair, and armor were all the blood of others, Dian Wei held a double halberd and stared wide, Qin Qiong and Zhang Yu each held weapons to guard the carriage, and the surrounding armor soldiers leaned on their shields and sat on the ground one by one and fell asleep.

Wu Zixun leaned on the wheels and gasped for breath, rubbing his cramping feet.

When the sky was getting brighter a little bit, and the soldiers and horses who had been fighting all night came back one after another to hand over the order, Su Chen nodded to the generals, and only said the order: "Rest on the spot".

A day later, the wounded remained, and the five armies, totaling 68,000 men, drove the surrendered 40,000 captives southward, and met a general named Meng Tuo on the way, and directly ran over the 8,000 Tiefeng Yijie army under the command of the other party, who resisted for a moment and asked the Yan army to surrender.

The forty army, which was originally known as one million, was killed in several battles, and there was no longer an unstoppable army in the north of Yangzhou, and the last resistance surrendered under the front of the soldiers.

In this battle, Su Chen led the mighty soldiers to Luyang!

……

A large number of wounded soldiers and routed soldiers were defeated from the north, and fled frantically from north to south, rushing towards Luyang.

Crazy horses galloped and rushed to the capital.

At this time, the entire Luyang was completely shrouded in the panic of war, and the people and wealthy families who had originally hid in the city began to gather at the east, west, and south gates, begging the generals defending the city to let them go.

Even some scholars began to pack up their belongings, and let the eldest son of the family visit the generals who defended the city, and various methods of bribery and favors were used.

At this time, Pei Min and others who were in the city began to take action, spreading rumors everywhere, saying that the emperor wanted to let the whole city be buried with them, so that they could follow to defend the city together.

For a time, the people, who were most easily incited, became agitated, and even stormed the city gate several times, but then they were suppressed.

Wei Imperial Palace.

The angry emperor had woken up at this time, he was lying on the dragon bed and drinking the decoction, and the queen was by his side.

"How's the war going?"

The queen wanted to speak and stopped, she didn't dare to tell her husband in front of her the news from the front, "Your Majesty will still take care of your body and wait for the ministers to report." ”

"Hehe, don't hide it, although I am sick, I am much more sober."

Zhao Chuanting took a deep breath and raised his hand to push away the soup spoon he had fed, "If the army outside the city is defeated, it is defeated, there is nothing to be ashamed of, my Luyang City has strong walls and sufficient grain, are you afraid that they will attack?" ”

"Your Majesty can think like this, and the concubine will be relieved."

The queen touched the back of his hand and shed tears in distress, "Your Majesty is important to take care of your body, and the affairs of the city will be handed over to the ministers, and it just so happens that the imperial uncle is also back, so he will preside over the defense of the city." ”

"Uncle Huang......"

Zhao Chuanting looked at the futon and muttered a little distractedly, "I shouldn't have withdrawn him...... I don't have the face to see him...... Queen, I have a box of snacks here, and you can send someone to send it to Uncle Huang. ”

The queen nodded, and took out a wooden box from under the cabinet, which was extremely light and light, as if there was nothing in it.

Her face changed slightly.

Immediately, his expression darkened, and he handed the wooden box to the eunuch who came over.

Outside, it was raining heavily, and soon a carriage drove out of the imperial city, came to Baiguanfushe Street, turned a street, and came to a mansion.

This is Zhao Guangshi's former house, his family is in Huizhou, his only son lives here, the family is small, and low-key people, not luxurious, and there are even many places that seem desolate.

After the old man came back from the battlefield, he often sat under the eaves and watched the heavy rain blankly, and soon, a team of eunuchs dressed in the palace followed his son Zhao Jun to come over.

It was said that it was a reward from the emperor for sending condolences.

Zhao Jun happily opened the wooden box in front of his father, there was nothing in it, and the old man didn't care, but laughed twice.

In the afternoon of the same day, the news of Zhao Guangshi's illness spread.

The old man was lying on the bed, his lips were black, and there were signs of poisoning, and the children in the family wanted to come to Lang Zhong, but he refused.

Zhao Guangshi pulled his son and explained some of the aftermath in front of the bed, as well as the idea of defending the city.

Then he let go of his hand, looked at the top of the tent, opened his mouth slightly, pursed his lips, and said, "Hold ......"

"Hold on to ......," he said again.

At the last sound, he stared, stopped breathing, and lay motionless on the bed.

Outside the house, the servants and maids in the house all cried, and the Zhao Mansion hung white flags......

On the eighth day of the eighth month of August, the southbound Yan army arrived at 30 miles outside Luyang City and set up camp, and the troops came to the city.

In the palace, Zhao Chuanting went to court with illness, and everything became tense.

(End of chapter)