Some people think that Huangfu is cold-blooded, but there is no doubt that he chose the most effective way. Detour, so what if the Xiliang soldiers also drove the people to detour? Using the people to surround him not only delayed Huangfu's time, but also allowed him to throw a rat weapon. However, Huangfu Song directly used
The army's attack is to tell the Xiliang soldiers that this move is useless!
Yes, that's right. In addition to the Weishui Bridge and the nearest Baling Beach, there are other ferries and small bridges. But wouldn't Huangfu Song lead his soldiers to take a detour, and Xiliang soldiers like Li Jue and Guo Si would not let the people
Also take a detour?
At that time, not only will the soldiers be exhausted and exhausted, but they will still have to face the same situation.
When Huangfu Song fought against the Yellow Turbans, he often encountered such situations. He knew that the more he evaded, the less likely he would be able to solve the problem. He could only use a tough attitude and methods to tell these Xiliang soldiers, Li Jue and others that even if it was the case,
Even if it collapses, Huangfusong will not take even one step back!
As for the decline in morale of the soldiers, Huangfu Song also saw it, but these are not problems. The most important thing now is not to compare the strengths with the Xiliang soldiers, but to compare who can't hold on anymore!
Could it be that the morale of the soldiers was higher than when they were fighting against the Yellow Turbans? When faced with the Yellow Turban warriors who were not afraid of pain or blood, the morale of the soldiers was still high.
But it’s still not like this. Isn’t this how we defeated the Yellow Turbans?
The sword and gun have been raised, something must be harvested!
Now, Huangfusong clearly knew that even if the morale of his soldiers dropped slightly, they still had the upper hand over the Xiliang soldiers in terms of equipment and physical strength. As long as there was a head-on contact, he could naturally slaughter these soldiers who were blocking the way.
Like the common people, they defeated all the Xiliang soldiers who came from afar and went into battle without any rest!
Just when Huangfu Song was ordering his soldiers to peel off the Chang'an people who were blocking the front layer by layer, like peeling off garlic clothing, he was about to break through the Weishui Bridge when he suddenly heard the Xiliang army formation on the other side of the river.
A loud shout came from below:
"Huangfu Yizhen! Let's see who this is?!"
The Xiliang soldiers separated the two sides with a loud noise, and pushed out a group of people from the middle of the formation.
Huangfusong took a closer look and his heart sank involuntarily.
Most of these people are relatively young. They are different from the plain-headed people before. They are all wearing brocade silk and satin, and some have crowns. This shows that at least they hold official positions in Chang'an. Although they are tied up with five flowers, they look a bit embarrassed.
But still struggling not to lose the usual Fengyi, who is obviously a descendant of the noble clan...
Huangfu Song recognized these people. These slightly young gentry children were almost all the children of the ministers above the court.
"Huangfu Yizhen, if you dare to cross the bridge even half a step! Haha, be careful of these people's heads falling to the ground! Come on! Push these bastards forward!" Hu Zhen shouted carelessly, anyway, the ones captured were all Dong Zhuo's before.
He was the heir of a noble official from Luoyang who came under duress, and he himself planned to go to Xiliang after passing this test, take his troops and horses to the Western Regions and become a grass-head king, so he naturally took up the position without any scruples.
This job.
Thanks to Dong Zhuo's blessing, there were too many officials brought from Luoyang. Therefore, the officials in Chang'an were not scattered in the city and various tombs like originally, but were basically concentrated in the north.
In Difang, although it is close to the palace and can be regarded as a first-class wealthy place, it has now become a caged bird, which can be caught easily.
Hu Zhen may not care, but that doesn't mean Huangfu Song can kill him.
these people……
Completely different from those ordinary people.
Huangfusong's eyes swept over this group of people. Some of these were the grandchildren of his old friends, some were the sons of familiar colleagues, and some were even single seedlings in thousands of miles of Susukino. They were usually treasures, but he didn't expect that today
But he was tied up in front of the battle by Xiliang soldiers...
"Uncle Yizhen! I am Guo Ziren, come and save me!"
"Uncle Huangfu! I'm here, I'm here..."
These young people were usually used to shouting and shouting at the top, but suddenly they found that their little status could not scare the people of Xiliang at all. They were tied up into rice dumplings by these big-headed soldiers with thick hands and feet. Although they tried their best to stay calm,
I tried my best to maintain my demeanor, but in fact I was very scared inside, especially when I saw the tragic situation here at the Weishui Bridge, the hell-like blood river and the corpses floating all over the river. When I stepped on it, there was a "Goo Chi" sound, which was full of laughter.
The insteps were covered in blood, and the legs and feet could not help but tremble. Some people peed their pants. If it weren't for the Xiliang soldiers behind them dragging them hard, they would not even be able to move forward...
Therefore, when these people saw Huangfu Song, it was as if they were seeing their relatives. They pulled their necks and shouted loudly, hoping that Huangfu Song would immediately transform into a great hero who rescued people in distress and rescued them from this terrible sea of blood.
Of course, among them, there are some people who have seen the world, and they are not as miserable as other rookies, but they also have dark faces and are silent, just staring at Huangfu Song with their eyes firmly, because these people also know,
Their life and death now depend on Huangfu Song's thoughts.
Huangfusong gritted his teeth again and again, and the muscles on his face thumped. Although he knew that the most important thing to do now was to continue sending soldiers up regardless, and kill all the children of the aristocratic families as if they were ordinary people, and then
These Xiliang soldiers who came from afar and went through fierce battles must not be able to withstand their own troops, but...
but……
This is completely different!
Completely different!
Damn it!
Huangfusong knew that if he killed the killer today, although the fathers of these Shandong gentry disciples might not necessarily jump up on the spot and fight to the death with him, maybe some of them would wipe their hands with tears and keep crying in front of their faces.
I told myself that the killing was right and the killing was good, but in reality, after a while...
As the saying goes, killing your parents means you will never live together.
And if the roots of the single seedlings of these noble officials were cut off, these Guandong noble officials said with understanding and magnanimity that it was okay, we would only record our hatred on the Xiliang soldiers, and it had nothing to do with you Huangfu, besides, it was okay.
If you marry a few more concubines and work hard, it will be considered the end of the world?
How can it be?!
Huangfu Song knew that if he dared to do this, not only his future, but also the future of the entire Huangfu family would surely come to an end from now on!
Then wouldn't it be that all the actions that I had taken for so many years of enduring humiliation and humiliation, even kowtowing before Dong Zhuo, and trying my best to build a good relationship with the Guandong nobles, were all in vain?
"All troops, wait!... Go and ask Duke Yang to come to the front of the battle!" Huangfu Song weighed his options and finally made a decision that was beneficial to himself and the entire Huangfu family...
