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Chapter 650 The end of Zhang Yang

 Zhang Yang's camp was built in the middle of the road. In order to show the people above Huguan his strength and determination to attack Huguan, the entire camp was built very well. Not only did the camp wall use double-layered trees, but also the

Deer antlers are filled with soil and compacted. Every distance, a saucer mouth is erected, steps and wooden frames are erected for archers to shoot. Lookouts are also built at the four corners. It can be said that

It is well-equipped and extremely sturdy.

But now that the camp is open, all Zhang Yang's careful layout has become a decoration. People have been killed in the middle of the camp, so what's the use of the defensive measures on the camp wall, no matter how good they are?

In the chaotic camp, although the Hu soldiers and horses looked disorganized, they were actually marching in staggered directions under the leadership of the commander, dividing Zhang Yang's troops into pieces. The infantry was not in formation and was absolutely unable to compete with the cavalry.

Being chased, they were so scared that they ran away. Some people saw that the intersection was blocked, and even climbed over the camp regardless of it and fled into the mountains and forests.

Stimulated by the sudden change, Zhang Yang became a little crazy, but he still hasn't fully understood in his heart why the barbarians who gave gifts to the cavalry general Yuan Shao suddenly attacked him?

Didn't the transaction proceed normally? This is also the case in Bingzhou, so there is no problem?

Therefore, when the fleeing Zhang Yang saw the barbarian man who had made a deal with him before, he could not suppress the anger in his heart. He pushed aside the guards and did not raise his voice amidst the scattered shouts of the soldiers around the camp.

He yelled, holding a long spear, and immediately rushed up to the horse!

Zhang Yang's whole face was twisted together ferociously. Even if I die, I will make you a supporter! At this moment, Zhang Yang no longer looks like a general commanding an army, but like an outlaw fighting for his life.

"General, be careful!" A guard next to the Huren-headed man noticed Zhang Yang rushing out from his side. He shouted loudly in desperation and rushed over with all his strength.

The barbarian-headed man glanced sideways and saw that it was too late to turn the horse's head to face the enemy. In desperation, he knocked hard on the horse's belly with his foot. The horse was in pain and rushed to the side...

The barbarian guard almost twisted into a knot, turned around and stabbed Zhang Yang hard with a knife in both hands, completely ignoring the huge flaw in his body. Even if he hit Zhang Yang, he would probably fall off his horse.

Zhang Yang waved his gun, and with a swish of the gun tip, he took aside the sword that the barbarian guard had chopped down, and cut a large gash in his waist and abdomen.

Blood spurted out and quickly dyed the leather robe red. The Hu guard was so painful that he could not sit still. He fell off his horse and landed on the ground. He was stepped on by the horse rushing from behind and died immediately.

However, the Hu guards risked their lives and delayed some of Zhang Yang's steps. The Hu people took the opportunity to rush out diagonally, bypassed a tent, and faced Zhang Yang head-on.

Soldiers faced soldiers, generals faced each other. Zhang Yang roared, shook his spear, and pierced the body of the Hu-headed man. Zhang Yang's guards fought with the Hu-headed guards, trying to make as much space as possible for Zhang Yang.

Although stabbing someone with a spear on a war horse is an extremely skillful move. Although the spears of ancient China are not as hard and elastic as the lances of Western knights, they can also be caused by poor control of their own strength or incorrect angle control.

It is easy to be broken by huge impact or brought down.

But now Zhang Yang couldn't wait to shoot the guy in front of him twice in order to vent the anger in his heart. He didn't care about anything else. He stabbed the spear in the chest like a poisonous snake.

The long knife of the barbarian man cut across an arc, and there was a loud "clang" sound, just like two copper cymbals hitting each other. The long knife struck the head of the gun, and the fire was radiating!

Zhang Yang's arms were shaken, his forearms felt numb, his mouth was swollen and painful, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"What a strength!"

The spear was supposed to have some dexterity, but Zhang Yang was so angry that he just wanted to pierce it through with the spear, but he didn't expect that he would suffer a loss immediately after a head-on confrontation with the long knife.

The long knife reversed and slashed again. Zhang Yang was horrified. He didn't care about his sore and numb arms and didn't dare to resist again. He had to use the long spear to tilt aside. Even so, his arms were so sore that he could almost pinch them.

I can't hold my spear anymore.

When the cavalry confronts each other, sometimes there is only one fatal blow, and sometimes both sides can attack each other once, which is called "healing". Then the horses of both sides pass each other, and then circle back to continue. This is called "healing".

"Return".

After Zhang Yang opened the long knife, he just breathed a sigh of relief. Just when he was thinking about whether to turn the horse's head or rush directly to the outside of the camp, he suddenly felt a strong wind behind his head and hurriedly leaned forward!

Unfortunately, the action was a little late. The sharp blade flashed past, and immediately cut a bloody gash on Zhang Yang's lower back!

Zhang Yang screamed, and under the severe pain, he was injured in the waist again. After a few bumps, he could no longer sit on the horse's back and fell to the ground.

Zhang Yang's guards quickly tried to come forward to help him and protect him, but they were tightly entangled by several foreign guards and could not get away at all. The long knife flashed again, and Zhang Yang, who had just fallen unconscious, suddenly lost his head...

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Thick smoke billowed over Zhang Yang's camp. After Zhang Yang was awarded the title, the resistance of the soldiers melted away almost like snow meeting boiling water. Huang Cheng, who was dressed as the leader of the Hu people, was leading his men to collect the surrendered troops and prepare to escort them.

Go to Pingyang to accept reorganization...

Yu Fuluo, who was lagging behind, looked at Zhang Yang's camp which had completely collapsed. He was silent for a while and said, "Zhong Lang, what do you mean by letting people pretend to be my people?"

"Don't worry, I will let people spread the word that they want to seize the horses of the barbarians, and then there is a small friction..." Fei Qian said with a smile, "Strictly speaking, there are quite a few barbarians in my team.

Ah... Moreover, the barbarians in Bingzhou live together, and there are countless tribes, large and small..."

The whole incident was just a conflict between Zhang Yang and Hu Ren, which had nothing to do with Fei Qian. Of course, whether other people believed it or not was another matter, at least on the surface.

Yu Fuluo frowned, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

What Fei Qian said is not wrong. The Hu people in Bingzhou live together, and there are many tribes, large and small, ranging from a few hundred to a few thousand. It is really difficult to say which side of such a Hu people team of more than a thousand people belongs to. of.

It's just that after seeing Fei Qian's people disguised as barbarians, Yu Fuluo felt a little uneasy. If they got into his own queue, how should they tell them apart?

If that doesn't work, we can only ask the tribal leader to recognize him...


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