Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

Because the [-] pioneers who followed Yin Wan were followed by an army of [-] Shu people led by Zhang Yu himself. These [-] refugees have followed Zhang Yu for a long time. It has been half a month since Zhang Yu started his army. Now, they were already tired of running around, so they hated the imperial court, and they hated the people of the Fu family even more.

Sima Wangshu of the prefect's mansion joined hands in military uniform and led [-] soldiers to take the lead. Deputy Sima Wang Yao followed behind with [-] soldiers.

"Mr. Yang Ping, you go first. The rebels' tens of thousands of troops are coming fiercely. Our [-] troops may not be able to cope with it. You should go first." Prefect Wang Tong kept persuading him.

Xuancheng was furious at the case, "Bastard, are you going to hand over Yizhou? I am the majestic Duke Yangping of the Qin Dynasty. How can I abandon the city and leave? Eight thousand troops can't defeat the enemy?" After the words fell, Xuancheng took it. He pulled out the sharp blade with a jerk, and Wang Tong hugged his leg, "Mr. Yang Ping, listen to the villain, withdraw from Chengdu first, and make plans when the reinforcements arrive."

"Go away." Xuancheng swears, maybe Fu Rong will blame himself, and a gentleman will not curse.

Murong Yong grabbed the sword in his hand, "I'll go out for you."

"Murong Yong, come back." However, before the end sound landed, Murong Yong's figure flashed out like a gust of wind.

Wang Tong hugged him too hard, no matter how Xuancheng kicked him, he couldn't kick him away. Yao Chang cursed angrily, "You dog, why are you pestering Mr. Yangping?" He tore Wang Tong's clothes and sternly Said, "We haven't lost yet, and they haven't won either. Are you looking for death? Ah."

However, in less than half an hour, Wang Yao, covered in blood, slumped in from the outside. Maybe she was too hard, and even made a hole in the ground when she knelt down, "Mr. Yang Ping, get out quickly."

Yao Chang grabbed his collar again, "What's the matter, tell me."

"Sima Zhan is dead, and more than 1000 of our soldiers are dead. These rebels are crazy, crazy."

Out of [-] soldiers, Xuancheng only sent [-] soldiers to fight against [-] refugees, unless there are gods to help.

There are real arrowheads and swords on the battlefield, and there is no god to help, and the final result can only be that the entire army is wiped out.

Xuancheng's brain couldn't turn around at once, he urgently needed the resurrection of this body, but this time he tried it, no matter how much he wanted to take the sword and wash the rebels with blood, but he still trembled, he didn't want to Meeting Zhang Yu so soon, with a look of embarrassment.

"Mr. Yang Ping, I'll go." Wang Yao's body slid down silently, and Yao Chang's hands suddenly felt empty, and the cold air hit him and made him tremble.

Xuancheng scolded, "Back off."

The sword in Xuancheng's hand was snatched away by Murong Yong, he couldn't find support for a while, so his hand naturally fell on Yao Chang's body, "You are not allowed to go."

"Mr. Yangping."

"We still have [-] troops. Before Deng Qiang and the others arrive, can we survive completely? You came with me. You know that they won't be able to arrive in three days. Fu Jian sent [-] direct troops, It is impossible for the army to go south from the Qinling Mountains, so it can only pass through Longnan, five days, let’s just say that, our [-] troops survived for five days, and we have to deal with the Jin Dynasty army that may rush over at any time. enough."

Yao Chang was puzzled, he couldn't understand why Zitong's navy was not used, [-] navy plus a few thousand infantry, one-on-one would never suffer.

Why doesn't Xuancheng want to use a piece of paper to solve the urgent need?

But Pei Yuanlue's [-] navy is the beginning of the Great Qin Navy, and it's just a seedling. He can't be so selfish.Things on the battlefield are changing rapidly, [-] sailors are nothing, besides, this time we are not playing guerrilla warfare with Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu is attacking head-on, and the navy is not at an advantage in a head-on confrontation. Block the news and let Pei Yuanlue's [-] sailors hide among Wanchuan.

Xuancheng strode out of the prefect's mansion, Yao Chang followed closely, Wang Tong unloaded the blood-stained sword in Wang Yao's hand, and hurried forward one step at a time.

The situation outside was far more difficult than they imagined. The people on the street heard that there was a war and they rushed to flee everywhere. It was a mess. Corpses floated in the moat, war horses were full of densely packed arrowheads and burnt rockets. , the city wall of Yizhou is not high, only two feet high, under the city wall is a moat, inside the city is the main urban area, and a Sichuan River runs across the main urban area, which is divided into north and south sides, the north is the Qin Dynasty, and the south is the Jin Dynasty The Jin Dynasty and the Great Qin Dynasty each set up a control area ten kilometers away from the city wall. In the main urban area, the Qin and Jin Dynasties are blocked by rivers and cannot pass through. Only under this interconnected city wall can there be intersection. Zhang Yu led the army to attack It was Qin's control area, and the Jin Dynasty's control area ten kilometers away was peaceful.

Xuancheng said to Yao Chang, "You lead a thousand soldiers to patrol five kilometers away to guard against Zhu Yao and Huan Shiqian's surprise attack."

"Mr. Yangping, but you."

"Don't worry about me, go quickly."

After all, Yao Chang took the order. Xuancheng climbed up the city wall. He looked down and saw the darkness outside the city, horses neighing, and people shouting arrows.

A white-clothed swordsman was riding on a horse, holding a bronze long sword, his long hair was blowing in the wind, he reined in the horse with his left hand, raised his right hand, slashed down with a sword, and the crowd wailed, and the surrounding corpses suddenly fell like a mountain, like a white-clothed warrior who descended from the sky .

Murong Yong is the real God of War.

Immediately, he stretched out his long arms and spoke loudly, but facing the enemy, "Zhang Yu, I have something to say to you."

There was a moment of silence below, and the fighting stopped.

But Zhang Chong shouted loudly, "Mr. Yang Ping, I was lucky enough to let you run away yesterday, but today I will personally catch you, stop what you are doing, and go in. Those who capture Fu Rong alive will be rewarded with a thousand gold."

However, Zhang Yu Hengjian stopped the group of lunatics who wanted to charge forward, "Who dares to step forward."

"Zhang Yu, do you have to fight against me everywhere?"

"Chief, I am not against you."

"Don't fight against me? Huh, you let them go yesterday, do you want to let him go today? I think you are a tofu brain and fell to the ground, you are confused and stupid, you still have to learn from you Han people, with long hair on your head. Are you stupid? You probably forgot your identity, you are a thief, and they are going to kill you, did you hear me?"

"Zhang Zhong, you don't have to anger him. I have no relationship with him. He won't let me go."

"Fu Rong, come down if you have the ability." Zhang Yu's gentlemanly behavior and the calmness of Xuancheng made Zhang Chong feel angry. He seemed to have no idea what to say, and after a long time of wandering, he came out with this sentence Funny language comes.

Murong Yong was dressed in white clothes like jade, fighting on his horse, his body was rarely stained with the enemy's blood, Zhang Yu approached his horse, "Brother Murong, if you surrender me, I will treat you with courtesy."

Rub, Murong Yong cut his robe with a sword.

"Zhang Yu, you can't beat Murong Yong. It's useless to say more. Although my fifteen hundred soldiers are dead, the soul of my Great Qin army is immortal. If you can't defeat me on the battlefield today, you will never be able to win in the future." One day." Xuancheng shouted from the city wall.

"Mother, listen, he's arrogant." Zhang Zhong swears impatiently.

"Zhang Yu, I order you to kill Murong Yong first, and then capture Fu Rong."

Murong Yong was right in front of Zhang Yu, but Zhang Yu couldn't even startle the horse under Murong Yong's crotch, so why kill him?

As long as Murong Yong is around, who can capture Fu Rong alive is Zhang Zhong's delusion.

But Zhang Yu raised his neck, looked up with narrow eyes, and said slowly, "Mr. Yang Ping, please tell me."

Xuancheng never thought that he could be so benevolent and righteous on the battlefield, he just wanted to take the opportunity to withdraw Murong Yong, so he had to say a few words to him.

"Zhang Yu, why did you attack my land of Qin and Shu?" Xuan Cheng pondered for a while before saying something.

"Born as a Han, but as a Han family."

"Do you know that the integration of nationalities is the trend of history?"

"There is a difference between Hu and Han, the ** is in the Han and not in the Hu."

Xuan Cheng paused, "You will never withdraw your troops?"

Zhang Yu also said sonorously, "Since the first day of Zhang's uprising, he has not flinched."

Xuancheng suddenly raised his voice and shouted towards the city, "Murong Yong, I ordered you to kill the traitor Zhang Yu immediately, and you don't have to capture him alive."

Murong Yong was originally dedicated to killing the enemy on the battlefield, especially those refugees who rebelled against Fu Qin. He took him into Zhang Yu's base camp once, and even though Zhang Yu treated him politely, he did not like the rebels after all. Now he suddenly obeyed a killing order from the sky, and suddenly the sharp sword in his hand seemed to have a soul, and suddenly trembled violently , especially want to bloodthirsty flesh.

Zhang Yu was right in front of him, Murong Yong didn't hesitate for a moment, swiped his sword and slashed down, but there was only a bang, the sound of bronze sharp weapons colliding together, looking around, the long sword in Zhang Yu's hand didn't know when. It had already been unsheathed, and firmly resisted his first attack.

"Brother Murong, with this sword strike, you and I will only be in a situation where you can live and die." There was a little bit of intolerance and helplessness mixed in his words.

"Needless to say, fight if you want." Murong Yong remained cold, and responded briefly.

The corner of Zhang Yu's mouth curled up into a sneer, the sand mole under his long and narrow eyebrows suddenly became dazzling, and the next moment, the sword in his hand was rolled up like a whirlwind. Hundreds of sharp blades came attacking at lightning speed, the sword in Murong Yong's hand immediately blocked it, and the clanging and jingling resounded in his ears instantly.I saw Yingzi on the opposite horse suddenly flew up, slender as a needle, and pierced towards him, Murong Yong quickly flew away from the horse's back with lightness kung fu, the two swords were entangled, and turned into a hurricane column in the air, Instant entanglement.

Xuancheng was watching from the city wall. At that moment, he didn't even see how Zhang Yu made the attack. He and Murong Yong's bodies both got off the horse. , he never thought that Zhang Yu, who seemed frail and delicate, turned out to be so outstanding in kung fu, especially his quick strikes and vigorous movements, he was definitely among the best among masters.

The two fought in the air for a while, then fell back on the horse, facing each other with long swords in their hands, Murong Yong's stance pierced Zhang Yu's heart, but Zhang Yu's stance was well defended, and he attacked with a backhand, Murong Yong blocked the opponent's attack at a critical moment.

Zhang Chongkan was so dizzy that he shouted impatiently, "Zhang Yu, do you want to keep him alive? Kill him, kill him."

He also ordered the general beside him, "Go, help him."

"Yes, Chief."

With more helpers around Zhang Yu, Murong Yong showed no sign of fear, sniffed coldly, and his cold and arrogant eyes made it difficult for those soldiers and crabs to get close.

"Back off." Zhang Yu retreated loudly.

Those people froze in place and did not dare to go forward, Zhang Zhong scolded behind his back, "Damn it, Zhang Yu can't do what he wants." But he was afraid of Zhang Yu's martial arts, and he didn't dare to confront him, so he could only stand behind his back. It's itchy to see.

After a few rounds, Zhang Yu's face was neither startled nor heartbeat, but he smiled lightly, "Why, Brother Murong plans to spend with me for a long time? Your Yang Ping Gong can't wait, you can't beat me anymore, Zhang Chong But I ordered the army to attack the city, you only have a few thousand soldiers, look at the group of warriors behind me, once the city is broken, you and your Lord Yangping will become my captives."

Waking up with a single word, Murong Yong thought in his heart that he was going to fight with himself for a long time, and give the army behind him a gap to attack the city. If he insisted on fighting again, the thousands of soldiers behind the city wall might face A fierce battle and the entire army was wiped out.

Thinking of this, Murong Yong came up with a plan, he sneered a few times, before the other party could respond, several silver needles as thin as hair shot out from his sleeve, but they didn't hit the other party's heart directly, but It was the soldiers around him who stabbed him. They wailed a few times at any time. When Zhang Yu looked back, Murong Yong suddenly retreated with his horse. When the horse ran to the foot of the city wall, he immediately jumped up and Stepping on the brick wall straight up, after a few strokes, she landed firmly beside Xuancheng, her hair fluttering slightly, but the city gate was still tightly closed, not giving the opponent any advantage.

"Mr. Yangping, retreat first."

Xuancheng stared at Zhang Zhong who was vicious below and the nearly [-] black soldiers approaching, waved his sleeves, and ordered sharply, "Shoot the arrow."

The arrowhead pierced through the air, and the swishing sound brushed against the ear, followed by the wailing sound of oops and oops from below, Xuancheng said loudly, "Get out of Chengdu."

Yao Chang bent over and trotted over at this time, "Mr. Yang Ping, there seems to be a change in Zhu Yao's side. The army has gathered under the city, but they haven't attacked my territory yet."

Xuan Cheng said, "Let's evacuate from Chengdu first, and then make plans."

Wang Tong had been waiting for his order a long time ago, and finally showed a trace of expression on his tense face, and then commanded loudly, "Retreat, retreat quickly." The figures flashed, panting one after another, footsteps, everything was So tense and fast paced.

Xuancheng's gaze was fixed on the man in white at the bottom of the city.

Zhang Yu, he is a rare literary talent and general.

Zhang Zhong whipped his horse impatiently, his eyes were full of wolfish desire, but his frizzy and somewhat funny expression made people laugh, "Zhang Yu, did you fucking let him go on purpose? ah."

Zhang Yu didn't explain, he projected his bright eyes, Xuancheng looked at him, looked straight at him, his front and back were surrounded by thousands of troops, Zhang Zhong ordered to attack the city, and these refugees from Sichuan and Shu immediately melted Like a beast, a ladder is set up, and an iron ring is clamped into a hard stone wall. So what if the city gate is strong, so what if the copper wall and iron wall are broken, they will eventually be broken.

"Mr. Yang Ping, let's go." In the end, it was Yao Chang who forcibly pulled his arm away.