The gate of the urn city creaked open, and a general roared out of it. The roar was like thunder, "Young son Yang Zheng, how can you, Lord Sima, be able to insult you? I, Cheng Kuan, will take your head today!"

The force of more than a thousand cavalry was like a mad tiger, and it seemed that these people were also exhausted.

Liu Heng was startled, covered his butt and ran back.

Not even the gongs and drums are needed.

The people below Linjin City burst into laughter.

Meng Fei led more than a thousand cavalry to meet them, and they started fighting at the foot of Linjin City.

In one round, one-third of the thousands of cavalrymen fell.

We only lost a dozen riders.

This is the role of morale. This battle also completely established the psychological advantage of Liangzhou soldiers.

Fighting is the same as fighting. The two sides are actually similar, but one side is calm and leisurely, and can exert 100% of its 50% strength, while the other side is fearful and can only exert 10% of its 10% strength.

Cheng Kuo turned the horse's head and still cursed angrily on the horse: "Young son Yang Zheng, you are nothing more than a slave to the Cao family!"

Meng Fei was furious, waving his halberd and going to fight.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves suddenly shook in the north, and Liu Bao's Huns cavalry arrived.

Cheng Wu laughed loudly, "Yang Thief, you will die without a burial place today!"

Yang Zheng looked at Cheng Wu's furious appearance and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the Sima family also has some good dogs.

Order the personal guards to recall Meng Fei.

Cheng Kuan was recalled from the city.

Linjin is like a piece of ripe fruit. Yang Zheng doesn't mind spending several months eating it, but there are always a few flies next to it, which makes it unpleasant.

"The thief is here to die, and the general will ask for a fight!" Wen Yang said with cupped hands.

"I personally beat the drum for the general!"

Wenyang's expedition was exactly what Yang Zheng wanted, because he wanted to show the defenders on the city and Sima Zhao how powerful the soldiers of the Liang Army were!

Tell them clearly that you cannot defend Linjin City!

"Take the order!" Wen Yang got on his horse.

In a moment, a thousand fine cavalry came out of the camp. The dragons and tigers were fierce. Everyone was brave. Even the war horses were extremely high-spirited and neighed loudly.

Although there were five or six thousand Huns in the north, their momentum was completely crushed.

War drums roared and horses' hooves pounded.

It's like a mountain falling apart.

Wen Yang shot into the enemy cavalry like a sharp arrow, his attack was so fierce that the Huns were also surprised.

They were originally here to harass, but they didn't expect the Liang army to be so ferocious. A thousand cavalrymen dared to charge into five or six thousand cavalrymen. The horses were frightened by the violent murderous intent of the Liang army cavalry, and the horses retreated one after another.

Several hundred riders turned around and ran away.

However, all actions were too late. A thousand cavalry were like thunderbolts, blasting into the enemy cavalry with unparalleled momentum.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, screams continued, and the Huns fell one by one like wheat.

In less than an hour, the five thousand Huns collapsed.

When the drums stopped beating, the battle was over.

Wenyang turned the horse's head.

Several generals behind him hung their heads on their spears and walked past Linjin City in a majestic manner.

"Long live! Long live!"

The soldiers watching the battle let out cheers like a tsunami, took the initiative to make way, and raised their swords and spears to welcome the victorious warriors!

The head on the city wall retracted behind the pheasant saucer.

"Fortunately, the general has lived up to his command and beheaded Liu Bao and others!" Wen Yang dismounted from his horse and saluted with his fists in his hands.

Only then did Yang Zheng see clearly that the person holding Liu Bao's head was his eldest son Yang Yi.

People become different after experiencing life and death.

It always felt like he was still a child before, but now, the scars on his body add a bit of mature temperament, and his eyes are sparkling.

Yang Zheng dismounted himself and helped Wen Yang up, "Wei Wu has five good generals, and Liu Bei is concerned about Zhang Zhao and Ma Huang. I have generals, so I have no regrets!"

Even though Wen Yang was introverted, he couldn't help but feel a hint of joy on his face.

Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhang Liao, and Xu Chu are all great generals in the world. What an honor it is to be ranked alongside them?

This is the best thing for a competitive martial artist.

Yang Zheng's words established Wenyang's status in Liangzhou.

Someone next to him couldn't help but snorted, and Yang Zheng knew it was Liu Heng without turning around.

"How can my Liangzhou Tiger General only have five men? Try your best!"

"Wei!" All the generals raised their eyebrows with joy.

Wen Yang was extremely brave and powerful, but that did not prevent others from becoming Liangzhou's first-line generals.

This is also the charm of Liangzhou.

No matter you were a surrendered general, a refugee, a slave, or a Qiang and Hu alien, as long as you integrate into the Liangzhou system, you can enjoy glory and dignity!

Yang Zheng looked at the towering walls of Linjin City and had no doubts about conquering the city.

Then he and three thousand personal guards approached the place where Linjin was within a stone's throw.

All the Liangzhou soldiers gathered around.

Morale is like a rainbow, murderous intent rising into the sky,

At this moment, all sounds disappeared.

Even the war horses held their breath, and there was only the sound of wind whistling in the sky...

Yang Zheng roared towards Linjin City: "Sima Zhao——"

Lin Jincheng, in the prefecture's mansion.

Sima Zhao vaguely heard someone calling his name and frowned.

Maybe it's an auditory hallucination.

After entering Linjin City, he drank a few mouthfuls of hot soup and covered himself with a brocade quilt. Sima Zhao finally recovered, but his expression was still very bad. "What's going on outside?"

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"Nothing, nothing." Jia Chong looked even paler than him.

Sima Zhao gave him a cold look,

Jia Chong's whole body trembled, "Prime Minister, Yang thieves are besieging the city and are driving the prisoners to build a fortress!"

Sima Zhao's eyes instantly became dull.

He knew exactly what this meant.

Just last year, he also used this method to surround and kill Zhuge Dan!

"How many soldiers and horses are there in the city?" Sima Zhao was flustered.

Linjin City may be able to hold on for another year, but will Luoyang Court wait for him for another year?

Will the emperor wait for him for a year?

The biggest problem before Sima Zhao now is not to defend Linjin, but to return to Luoyang and stabilize the government!

"There are still 40,000 people." Jia Chong reported a discouraging number.

A 160,000-strong army went out to fight, and now there are only 40,000 remnants left...

Sima Zhao's eyes suddenly turned black and he said, "Summon Chen Qian to see me."

The guards outside the door rushed over.

Not long after, Chen Qian came over with a look of defeat on his face.

"Can Linjin City be defended?" Sima Zhao had no time to talk nonsense.

Chen Qian looked at Jia Chong, then at Sima Zhao, and shook his head.

Outside the city, the Liang army was already driving prisoners of war to dig into the ground and cut down trees to plant antlers.

This scene was all too familiar to Chen Qian. It was he and Wang Ji who took command of Zhuge Dan's siege.

"There is less than a month of food and grass in the city, and the Yang thieves have not dug the Yellow River yet. Once they do, our army will fly with wings!" Jia Chong was thinking of returning to Luoyang one step ahead of Sima Zhao.

Staying in Linjin is a dead end within a dead end!

Regardless of whether Luoyang elects another Sima clan or the emperor takes back power, Jia Chong's chance will no longer exist.

So what if we can defend Linjin?

For at least five years, the Central Plains will no longer have the strength to fight against Guanzhong.

"Xiu Yuan might as well say it clearly if he has something to say!" Sima Zhao still valued Chen Qian's opinion more.

"It is better to defend Linjin in an isolated city than to defend Puban and Hedong. Hedong and Tongguan are the national barriers." Chen Qian closed his eyes, as if saying these words was an insult to him.

It is the first month of the fifth year of Ganlu, and the sun is warm in winter. Once the Yellow River is unblocked, Linjin will be an isolated city on the land of Guanzhong, which is essentially different from Tongguan and Wuguan.

Sima Zhao pondered for a long time.

If Chen Qian is not sure of holding on, let alone others.

Once the Yang thieves are surrounded, they won't be able to escape even if they want to.

"The whole army breaks through tonight!" Sima Zhao said weakly.
Chapter completed!