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Chapter 211: Uncle Zhang Zhi, Protecting the Earth

Outside Puyang City, countless troops drove eastward in the military camp.

In the fields east of the city, flags were flying away in sight. Sima Xunyu turned around and came down from the city and left in a carriage. While shaking, his brows frowned and raised a corner of the curtain with the wind. The warm sunshine of early spring came in and made his face look a little ugly. Yanzhou is now in need of great governance. Last year, the surrender of the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou brought many troubles in the local area. After finally getting at peace, he received news of the death of his lord's father.

Xun Yu was born in a noble family and valued loyalty and filial piety. He agreed with avenging his father, but after all, it was just a private matter. Those who are Han officials should put national affairs first. Tao Qian was just an old man, so it was impossible to send dozens of assassins to ambush them.

When he thought of the anger of the lord and even the generals of the Xiahou family sent troops, he was a little worried. The newly surrendered Qingzhou soldiers could not restrain their thieves and caused immeasurable killing. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh and felt a little tired. He lifted the curtain and looked at the shops and pedestrians on both sides of the street. Yu Guangzhong saw a figure waving to him on the guardrail on the second floor of a steamer in Fu's tavern: "Wen Ruo is going back? How about taking me for a ride?"

The carriage stopped.

He knew who the sound was. The door of the carriage was opened, and Guo Jia, who was handsome and tall, stepped in and sat down lazily on the opposite side. Xun Yu looked at him and continued to look for the bamboo slips in the carriage: "You should be heading to Xuzhou with the lord's army, why are you still hanging out in the wine shop?"

"You can't drink in the army, so I'll feed my tongue first before going." Guo Jia's face was a little drunk, and he looked more like a handsome young man in the world. He reached out to take the bamboo slips from Xun Yu's hand and threw them aside: "...The lord and the prince sent troops to Xuzhou, you are worried, Gongda is not as pedantic as you."

Opposite, the figure ignored the falling bamboo slips and sighed: "So you are hereby order to leave comfort? Feng Xiao... I am worried that the lord will not be able to control the Qingzhou soldiers and cause too much killing. In addition, he was already angry, so this will ruin the lord's reputation."

"So, Jiapai's quick horse has gone to Youzhou." The young man who was originally drunk had his frivolous expression and tapped his fingers on several cases. "The only one who can dissuade the lord is the only wolf."

"He? They will fight! And... Youzhou is so far away, how can it be too late?"

The words paused, and his fingers drew circles on several tables. Xun Yu glared at the opposite side: "...here is in Shangdang County?"

"Before the New Year, there were vendors in Shanggu County. With such a big noise, it would not be too quiet after the beginning of spring. Wenruo, Dai County, Yunzhong, Dingran and other places are already the backyards of their homes, and they can be taken at any time. At present, except for Gongsun Du from Liaodong, the only one left Shangdang County is sandwiched between them. Zhang Yang, who took Shangdang, could bypass the two prefectures and open up a new road to the south. He would not go to get it unless he was blind."

While talking, the young man had picked up the wine cup and was about to pour the wine, Xun Yu pressed the back of his hand: "...Are you really afraid that the two of them will fight?"

"Uh... the lord seems to have good martial arts."

Guo Jia thought about it and then started laughing.

The spring rain covered the undulating mountains near Shangdang, and the shouts of fighting on the city wall rushed up, and figures climbed up the city wall, dispersing the rain curtains. The critical information of the city wall quickly shuttled through the crowd. Zhang Yang held the sword hilt and stepped out of the city tower gate. Looking at another section of the city wall, the shrill sound of fighting vaguely saw the smoke pillar rising to the lead-blue sky.

Deputy General Qiao Lin rushed over: "The prefect is the Black Mountain Army... Someone saw Yu Du."

"He didn't vote for Gongsun Zhi..." After the words stopped, Zhang Yang suddenly looked over there and widened his eyes: "It was Gongsun Zhi who attacked the city! Summon the soldiers from the rear to reinforce the city wall!"

The voice and words were meaningless to say. In the rain curtain, there was a huge cheer on the city wall. Countless figures spread. After the county soldiers resisted for a while, they began to retreat to the city.

In the spring rain, several horses rushed towards the city gate in a rushing cross-bowl, and a huge impact sounded.

On the city wall, soldiers crossed the walls fiercely and jumped into the city. The blade turned over the head of a man. The Black Mountain Army, which originally belonged to the foothills, appeared again. Yu Du led the crowd and killed the crowd. Countless steps squeezed the retreating steps and rushed towards the city.

Soon the city gate broke open and the Black Mountain cavalry entered the city.

The iron hooves of the army and horses broke through the long street, and encountered the obstruction of the county soldiers. They directly knocked over. A vast crowd rushed down the city and cleared up at the still-resisting position: "Put down the weapons, give up the resistance and do not kill them, and the people stayed quietly in the house and did not go out to the street at will."

In the direction of the government office, Zhang Yang's resistance had entered a collapse.

There are few wars in Shangdang County, and occasionally they deal with bandits. After the sudden outbreak of siege, a large number of defeated soldiers fled in scattered. The Heishan cavalry who entered the city rushed from the streets and ran around. After breaking the city, most of the people chose to surrender. After resisting for a while, the loyal faction was submerged under the iron hooves of Mercedes-Benz. The defense that could be effectively organized in the city was flattened layer by layer. Zhang Yang at the government office looked at the black soldiers spreading and surrounding this side, and most of the surrendered county soldiers were also inside. His deputy general was also inside. He persuaded him to surrender with righteousness, saying that Shangdang County was already barren, surrounded by mountains and without fierce generals, and had no chance of victory.

Zhang Yang spitted directly at him. In the lead-blue sight, the Black Mountain infantry held shields and their swords were swaying. They hugged the government office, forming a huge semicircle. While he took a deep breath, the army formations in front separated. Gongsun Zhi walked past under Dian Wei and Li Ke, with a majestic appearance. Hundreds of personal guards behind him were tied with scimitars. The long bows made a clanging sound. The figures in front stood still, and they shouted with a loud shout.

At the front of the government office, behind the shaking gun forest, the hesitant county soldiers looked at everything in fear. Behind them, the prefect of the city saw Gongsun Zhi coming with anger.

"Gongsun Zhi! If you are not staying well in Shanggu County, why should you attack my city?" Zhang Yang took a step with the hilt of the sword, feeling a little dangerous, and then retreated.

Gongsun Zhi took off his iron helmet and threw it to others, just like a wolf king patrolling the territory, strolling in the rain with his hands behind his back: "Your city? Is its surname Zhang?"

"Its surname is Han." He turned his head and looked at Zhang Yang: "...Okay, Prefect Zhang, let the soldiers put down their weapons and talk about the current situation now."

On the other side, behind the shaking military formation, Zhang Yang was silent for a while, then tightened the hilt of the sword: "The responsibility of protecting the city is the duty of the prefect. I am sorry that I can give in." When he said this, he drew his sword and raised it beside him, his eyes firmly, and shouted: "Protect the city"

Gongsun Zhi glanced at him, turned around and waved his hand: "Push!" When he walked past Dian Wei, he ordered: "This Zhang Yang is a man. He is responsible for defending the territory. It would be a pity to kill him. He will leave his life to see me later."

The sound of footsteps stepped through the rain and moved. The spears pressed down like a forest. The encircled huge semicircle advanced forward. Facing the encirclement of ten thousand people, the soldiers of both sides attacked each other for a few times in the air and penetrated into the human body. The crowd rushed over.
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