Reality does not allow Jia Rong to make any retreat. Leaving aside Beidi County, Yuan Shao, the leader of the alliance, is very restless in the Central Plains. After unifying Jizhou, he repeatedly advised Youzhou Mu Liu Yu to comply with the unification and ascend the throne as emperor.
, to put it bluntly, it was to get rid of the Han Emperor under the control of the Xiliang Army, so as to fight against Chang'an.
The feudal lords who had an old relationship with Yuan Shao also spoke in agreement, and their troops were well-supplied. Yuan Shao intended to expand his territory. Gongsun Zan and Yuan Shao in Youzhou had already been at odds with each other, and war was inevitable.
After learning that Xianbei invaded the border and Jia Rong led his army there, Yuan Shao laughed a lot. Isn't the Xiliang army known as the elite? How many of them would be left after fighting against 150,000 Xianbei people? Yuan Shao wanted to see Jia Rong
The military strength was greatly damaged, and the aristocratic family in Chang'an could not suppress it. Then they were assassinated like Dong Zhuo. Yuan Shao had no way of knowing whether it was the Yuan family who assassinated Dong Zhuo.
There were four generations and three princes, disciples and old officials all over the world. It was impossible for Yuan Shao to remember everyone clearly. Perhaps because of Yuan Wei's kindness in the past, the officials rose up to take action.
When a war broke out in Yanmen, Beiping, Beidi County, Yuan Shao saw an opportunity to march into Youzhou and eradicate Gongsun Zan in Beiping. However, in doing so, he offended all the people with lofty ideals in the world. It would be better if the foreigners retreated, otherwise
He is a sinner through the ages, and Yuan Shao doesn't want the old Yuan family to be given such a comment by future generations. The great master
There has always been a feud between Youzhou Shepherd Liu Yu and Beiping Governor Gongsun Zan. It is not a secret in Youzhou. Especially when it comes to their attitudes towards foreigners, it has become more and more serious. What is missing is just a trigger.
Liu Yu did not listen to Yuan Shao's words to ascend the throne. He was very convinced of Yuan Shao's theory of treating foreigners, and he became even more dissatisfied with Gongsun Zan.
At this time, Gongsun Zan was dealing with the Jie people, and Liu Yu obstructed him many times, regardless of the words of his staff.
The border was in chaos, and the Central Plains was not much better. Guo Da came back again and led more than 100,000 Yellow Turbans to set off waves of bloodshed in the Central Plains. Cao Cao's Yanzhou and Yuan Shao's Jizhou were affected. Yuan Shao had to put aside his careful thoughts to deal with the Yellow Turbans.
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Lingzhou City is not tall and has lost a bit of vitality compared to the Lingzhou City that Jia Rong saw a few years ago.
"If you die, you will be free!" Jia Rong reached into his arms and gently touched the hosta in his arms, feeling surprisingly calm.
"Open the city gate!" A Xianbei cavalry stepped forward and shouted at Mu Da's signal.
In the face of life, many people's choice is to compromise. Queju's son Muda is also Yiyang, including Murong Li, who has no objection. Ambitious people also know how to cherish their own lives. The longer a person is in a high position, the more
The preciousness of moving life.
Murong Feng, who knew the habits of the Han people very well, made the entire Lingzhou City watertight. Although there were only a few thousand Han cavalry on the battlefield, there was no guarantee that they would not make any unexpected moves. Huo Qubing could still lead 800 cavalry back then.
Sweep the Huns.
There was an endless stream of soldiers patrolling the city, and the soldiers guarding the city gate would not open the city gate without instructions from above.
"Have the defenders in the city heard that I am going to enter the city?" Murong Li cursed in fluent Xianbei dialect.
The Xianbei generals guarding the city looked at each other and nodded. Murong Li was a famous figure in the Xianbei army. If he offended him, life would not be easy after he returned to the tribe.
The city gate slowly opened.
Jia Rong's back was already soaked with sweat, and his face was slightly pale. Unlike the Han people's cities, Jia Rong only had a general understanding of the situation in the city. In the event of chaos, it was uncertain whether the people in the city could help. The Xianbei people
His bravery was famous in the desert grasslands, and Murong Feng was also the veteran general who first followed Tan Shihuai to unify Xianbei. Fighting against such a figure at close range made Jia Rong feel guilty.
Seeing the blood guard beside him nodding, Jia Rong signaled Zhao Yun with his eyes and winked at the city gate.
Zhao Yun understood that this kind of surprise attack was all about surprise. When the Xianbei army in the city reacted, the Blood Guard's soldiers and horses were not enough to fill the gap between their teeth. If this battle failed, it would be a disaster.
The city gate was wide open, and Jia Rong led the blood guards slowly towards the city gate. Lingzhou City was short and had a small gate. This kind of city was the favorite target of the princes in the Central Plains. It was not easy to defend but difficult to attack.
The moment the Blood Guards completely entered the city gate, Zhao Yun suddenly launched an attack, brandishing his spear with a flash of silver light, and killed three Xianbei soldiers guarding the city gates in succession. The Blood Guards beside him also drew their scimitars, but the Xianbei soldiers guarding the city gates had not yet reacted.
When they came over, they were all destroyed by the blood guards with overwhelming force.
"General, the Xianbei people are so numerous that guarding the city gate is not the best strategy. If the Xianbei people attack the city gate in large numbers, even a thousand people will not be able to defend it." Zhao Yun said urgently. The Great Lord said
"Keep wandering around the city gate and fight with the defenders inside the city, adapt to changes!" After saying this, Jia Rong slapped his horse on the back and galloped away into the city.
"General!" Two tears shed on Zhao Yun's pretty face. The master and servant had known each other for a while, but Jia Rong always regarded Zhao Yun as a brother. This friendship meant that Zhao Yun would not frown even if he went up mountains of swords and seas of fire.
Jia Rong led the five hundred blood guards farther and farther away. Zhao Yun bit his lips and ordered: "Kill!"
Unable to refuse, Zhao Yun allowed himself to guard the city gate. Zhao Yun was also determined to die. He kept fighting with the Xianbei people to distract the attention of the defenders in the city from Jia Rong and others.
Zhao Yun suddenly discovered that this was a road to death. The key point was that Jia Rong could perfectly complete the beheading operation and kill Commander Xianbei. Otherwise, it would be difficult for two thousand blood guards to get out of Lingzhou City and be killed by Commander Xianbei.
How can the soldiers left behind be mediocre people?
The streets in Lingzhou were extremely desolate, with a few deserted people walking around on the streets.
"The Han people have invaded the city. The people in the city are hiding in their homes and don't come out!" More than a dozen Blood Guards shouted as they ran.
Glancing at the five hundred blood guards behind him, Jia Rong suddenly felt a kind of heroic ambition that would never come back. "The wind is rustling and the water is cold, and a strong man will never come back."
Xianbei deployed tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in the city. With calculated calculations and unintentional calculations, the probability of victory was less than 20%.
The scimitar was placed next to the horse's back, with the blade pointing outwards. Under the fast horse, a whining sound could be heard being cut by the wind.
The more than four hundred Blood Guards had firm faces and solemn expressions, staring at the figure in front of them. Even the commander-in-chief of an army and the cavalry general of the Han Dynasty were willing to risk their lives. Even if they died in battle, there would be no complaints. They were Blood Guards.
Wei, sacrificing his life at the critical moment to protect Jia Rong's safety.
"Where is the commander in the city? Take me there!" Jia Rong put the scimitar in his hand against Murong Li's waist and shouted sternly.
Murong Li's face turned pale. After thinking over and over again, he said, "In the east of the city!"
The constant jolting of the war horse caused the scimitar against Murong Li's neck to cut his skin. How could Murong Li, who had been worried about food and clothing since he was a child, realize that his father had been running around on a war horse all his life, and the Murong family was what it is today.
climate.
Mu Da narrowed his eyes slightly on the horse and looked ahead sharply, attacking the Xianbei army with 500 people. This Han general named Jia Rong is definitely a madman. If you don't fight with the Xianbei people, you will never understand the horror of Murong Feng.
It is a pity that a great Han general has fallen like this.
To attack the Xianbei city with 500 people and 10,000 people, I am afraid that even Huo Qubing would never dare to do this even if he were born again. The Xianbei people had no way to escape thousands of miles away with one attack on the grassland, but they had many enemies in the small city.
Big problem.
Jia Rong, who was determined to die, led five hundred blood guards to create a storm in Lingzhou City. Countless Xianbei soldiers chased behind Jia Rong. The small Lingzhou City was noisy. Most of the people in the city were infantry, so they could only follow from a distance.
Behind the Blood Guard.
At the same time, the battle at the city gate also started. Zhao Yun led one hundred and twenty cavalry to roam around the city gate, creating chaos and attracting the attention of the Xianbei people.
Ignoring the pursuers behind him, Jia Rong slapped his horse on the back and headed towards Juechen to the east of the city.
"Kill!" Jia Rong took the lead and charged towards the Xianbei camp, which was not very well guarded.
With a slash in the air, the Xianbei soldiers were cut into two pieces. The bloody death made the blood guards behind them scream. The Xianbei soldiers were shocked, brandishing various weapons, and moved forward bravely, intending to block the cavalry attack with their flesh and blood.
The galloping war horses trampled these fanatics to the ground without mercy. The Great Master
The defense of the Xianbei camp was loose on the outside and tight on the inside. Jia Rong led the five hundred blood guards as if they had stepped into a quagmire. They were constantly struggling. Jia Rong had to start to face up to Murong Feng, the legendary commander of Xianbei.
In the Xianbei tent, Murong Feng said with a gloomy face: "This little Han man actually wants to attack the city!"
There were ten thousand people in the city. Murong Feng had enough confidence to keep this Han cavalry numbering four to five hundred people.
"Old Murong, let us people from the west come." At this time, Que Ju did not forget to attack his old friend.
Murong Li said: "If you are still joking at this time, the Han people have already beaten you out of the tent."
Que Ju said with a leisurely expression: "Let alone five hundred Han people, even a thousand people would not be able to get out."
The adults of various Xianbei tribes were chatting leisurely in the tent. Jia Rong led the Blood Guards to tear a hole among the Xianbei soldiers with unparalleled power, leading directly to the Xianbei tent. The Blood Guards' combat effectiveness was that of the most elite Xianbei soldiers.
The cavalry is also incomparable. It can be described as devastating against ordinary Xianbei people.
Jia Rong looked around and saw that in addition to the huge crowds of Xianbei people, there were also the flags flying by the Chinese army. That was the Xianbei commander and his hope for survival.
"Kill!" Jia Rong roared angrily, and the scimitar took away the life of a Xianbei cavalry without any fancy.
The anger in the Blood Guard's chest was completely aroused, and each soldier exerted all his strength to carve out a bloody path with the scimitar in his hand.
Murong Feng led two thousand troops and appeared in front of Jia Rong.
Looking at Murong Feng, who had strands of white hair hidden in his long hair and a majestic look on his face, Jia Rong couldn't help but feel fear.
With no way to retreat, Jia Rong kicked the horse in the belly with his legs, and the horse headed towards the Xianbei army.
The fighting power of the Blood Guards was beyond the imagination of Murong Feng and all the Xianbei generals. The wēixié from death could not stop the Blood Guards from advancing. There were five or six wounds on their bodies and they still looked like nothing happened. Some of the Blood Guards fell off their horses and were still alive.
Forgetting to get up and fight, the scimitar was waving, and the black light was shining. One after another, the Blood Guards fell to the ground unyieldingly, and were chopped into pulp by the Xianbei people who swarmed up, performing one tragic scene after another.
