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Chapter 862: Knocking on Chang’an (9)

At this moment, the Xiliang coalition forces did not hold any ceremony at all. They just made a pretense. In fact, they had quietly left Tongguan and rushed along the Weishui River, bypassing Zheng County and Xinfeng along the way, risking their retreat.

At risk of being cut off, he rushed to the vicinity of Chang'an.

Li Jue looked at the three black smoke rising from the relay on the distant mountain. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. He raised his spear and shouted loudly: "General Fan has descended from the Chang'an city gate! Starting immediately, the whole army rushes to Chang'an.

! A man never stops and a horse never unsaddles! Countless money and beauties are waiting for you and me! No wonder I’m late because I didn’t share it with you!"

Guo Bang also shouted in a deep voice: "Search at every intersection before entering Chang'an! The benefits are indispensable to you! But if you mess up things because of greed for money, I will not leave any waste under my sword!"

"Oh oh oh oh..." Xiliang soldiers cheered in unison, no longer hiding their figures, rushed out of the valley, and rushed to Chang'an City at full speed!

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Since Lu Bu suffered blows again and again and lost the right to command the army, he basically stayed at home every day and rarely went to the barracks or the school grounds. Lu Bu's residence is in Beidifang, although this Beidifang

It was indeed close to Weiyang Palace, but his home was not so close to the south, but close to the northern city wall.

Near here, there are official figurine workshops, Xiaoli City, and the official palace. The bells jingle every day, and people come and go. In fact, it is not clean...

According to Lu Bu's current rank, with the title of Marquis Wen, and the two thousand stones of Zhi Jinwu, if he can't be close to the compound near Guigong, at least a house next to the main road of Huayang Street is the best choice, but Beijing

Zhaoyin arranged for Lu Bu to live in the northernmost part of Beidifang, which was only one street away from those workshops.

Yes, Lu Bu was a high-ranking executive in the dynasty, but no one took him seriously. Therefore, being able to live in Beidifang, a place where dignitaries gathered, these people felt that they were praising this warrior.

Lu Bu himself was at a loss. From sunrise to sunset every day, he didn't even know what to do. He could only wave the Fangtian Painted Halberd in the backyard every day until he was so tired that he was sweating profusely and vented all his energy.

, so that you can sleep peacefully at night.

When the first drop of blood began to flow out and the first sound was emitted from Chang'an City's Zhangping Gate, almost a city away from Lu Bu's mansion, one could still only hear the noise from the figurine workshop across the street and Xiaoli City.

Noise.

Lu Bu covered his head with a brocade quilt and slept soundly. Although the sun was already shining, there was no political matter for him to deal with, and no one wanted to find him, so Lu Bu just slept until he woke up naturally every day, which was considered completed.

It is one of the dreams that few people have in the future.

But after all, he had come through blood and fire, and he was at the peak of his physical strength. Lu Bu did not hear the first tragic cry of death at Zhangpingmen, but the subsequent chaotic sounds and the clanging gongs warned.

The sound made Lu Bu roll off the bed in an instant!

In a daze, the chaotic sounds of shouting and fighting rolled from east to west like muffled thunder, and then exploded throughout the city!

"The Xiliang thieves are here!"

"The city is broken!"

"Everyone, run for your lives!"

Lu Bute stood up in a hurry, and took a few steps to get to the armor stand on the side. While putting it on, he said to the somewhat confused Yan: "Why are you still standing there, come and help me put on my armor!"

Seeing Lu Bu's serious and livid face, Yan was so frightened that he ran over in panic and helped Lu Bu tie the silk ribbon of his armor tightly.

Lu Bu rushed out of the house a few steps away, picked up Fang Tian's painted halberd, and left without saying a word. Yan followed him out in a hurry, stretching out an arm to grab Lu Bu's shirt, and the corner of his mouth trembled as he wanted to say something.

, but took a chance and watched Lu Bu leave the courtyard without looking back...

The sounds of fighting and shouting outside became louder and louder, covering the whole city. There was also commotion in the houses of the neighbors and in the courtyards of deep houses.

A voice sounded in the northwest. It was vague at first, but then countless voices shouted together, and the voice became louder and clearer, booming over Chang'an City like a thunderbolt from the blue.

Long's attack: "Chang'an has been conquered! Chang'an has been conquered! Those who surrender will avoid death! Those who surrender will avoid death!"

When they rushed out of the backyard, twenty or thirty of Lu Bu's personal guards had already gathered, waiting for Lu Bu to make up his mind.

Lu Bu raised Fang Tian's painted halberd, but paused when he spoke. His eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he thought of...

"Wenhou! Wenhou?" The guard asked, not knowing what was going on.

Alas, Marquis Wen, yes, after all, he is still Marquis Wen of the imperial court...

Lu Bu sighed deeply in his heart, then gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Bring your weapons and follow me to kill the thief!" After saying that, he took the lead and rushed out of the mansion.

Seeing that Lu Bu had made up his mind, the personal guards agreed and followed Lu Bu towards the place where the noise was the loudest with their swords and guns in hand...

At this moment, the streets of Chang'an are already in chaos. People are running away and running around everywhere. The situation is chaotic everywhere. There are also ordinary soldiers scattered in the city who have not found their commanders and are struggling to get through the turbulent flow of people.

The high-ranking gentry who lived in Chang'an ordered their servants to guard them and sealed the red-painted gate tightly. They all raised their weapons to prevent the intruders from intruding.

There are already many inexplicable fires rising in the shops in the neighborhood market. No matter when, there is always a group of people who only care about what is in front of them. When these rogues settle down and see the chaotic scene, the first thing they think of is to take advantage of the situation and rob them.

I got the thing I had been thinking about before!

The city of Chang'an is like a huge ant nest sitting on a hot pot. It is full of chaotic people running around, bumping into each other, trampling on each other, struggling to escape, and killing randomly...

The originally clear sky above Chang'an City has become filled with dark clouds, as if the sky is about to fall in the next moment!

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Wang Yun's residence was originally Dong Zhuo's Imperial Palace. Its location was not outside the imperial city, but between Changle Palace and Weiyang Palace. They were both within the walls of the imperial city, separated only by a palace wall.

When the news of Xiliang soldiers' attack on the city came, Wang Yun was having a meal. He was so frightened that he stood up and did not even notice that the food plate was knocked over and the soup was spilled on the brocade robe.

"Where did the thieves come from? Damn it!" Wang Yun kept shaking his eyes from side to side, and the blood on his face faded, "Where are the captains at the city gate? Where are the patrols in the city? Where are the soldiers from Jingzhao Prefecture?"

"..." The Situ official who came to report the news was speechless for a while, then lowered his head and said, "Reporting to Situ, there is great chaos in the city now. The specific situation, this... Now that the thieves have entered the city, should we mobilize the imperial army to put down the rebellion? ?”

"This..." Wang Yun walked back and forth in the hall a few times, hesitating a little. What should he choose? Should he stick to the imperial city or send his soldiers into the city?


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