Yuan Shu was carried by Zhang Xun and thrown on the horses. A group of Yuan soldiers, led by Zhang Xun, protected him and rushed towards the inner city desperately.
Lu Bu and Sun Ce had also conquered the north and west gates. Soldiers and horses from all directions attacked the city from three directions. The fighting spirit of Yuan Shu's 50,000 defenders quickly disappeared and became invisible.
Yuan Shu's tens of thousands of soldiers encountered Lu Bu unexpectedly on the battlefield today, Sun Ce rebelled, and the people in the city rebelled. Now the Jinling Army conquered the south gate, and their morale had long since collapsed.
When the Jinling soldiers came like a furious tide with swords and spears held high, Yuan Shu's soldiers could not stop them even for a moment, either fleeing or surrendering.
What is a complete failure?
What does it mean to be miserable?
This battle was even worse and more unyielding than the one in which Yuan Shu was defeated by pottery merchants in Ruxuwu with a crowd of 100,000.
How dare you, the son of the Tao family, do this? You have humiliated me several times!
The livid color on Yuan Shu's face became clearer and clearer, and behind him, the shouts of "Yuan Shu is unkind, God will punish him" came from the mouths of Tao Shang's soldiers, overwhelmingly.
Those screams were like a demonic sound urging death, hitting Yuan Shu's always proud heart hard.
After living for more than forty years, Yuan Shu has always been high-spirited and conceited. Unexpectedly, he was defeated twice at the hands of the Tao family's children, and was chased and insulted from behind by the soldiers of the Jinling Army!
How will I be able to see the world in the future?
Yuan Shu was filled with grief and anger, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell under the horse, unaware of his fate.
"Ming Gong!"
"Save Mr. Yuan quickly!"
…
Yuan Shu fell from his horse and fell into a coma. Thanks to General Zhang Xun, he tried his best to protect Yuan Shu and escaped from the east gate to the outside of the city. However, the 50,000 soldiers and horses had no time to care about them and they all fell into Nanchang City!
The remaining men and horses following Yuan Shu were no more than three thousand. In this battle, Yuan Laoer lost all his food and grass, no arrows, and not even a few intact swords, guns, and armors.
What a failure!
The remaining soldiers did not dare to delay time. They protected Yuan Shu and desperately retreated towards Jiujiang County.
Unexpectedly, the pottery merchant did not organize a large-scale pursuit, but only a small group of Jinling soldiers would pursue from the rear, but the Yuan army fought hard to retreat.
Yuan Shu was lying on the stretcher, feeling groggy and distracted. His lips were chapped and he was mumbling something unclear.
Vaguely, he seemed to always hear someone beside him crying or sobbing intermittently.
But these have nothing to do with him for the time being.
When he raised his army, Yuan Shu also thought that he would fail, but he never thought that his defeat would be so ugly.
In his sleep, Yuan Shu dreamed of the scene when he was young.
In his dream, he recalled his colorful life, thinking that when he was young, he rode his horse and whip in Luoyang City and marched at the same pace as Yuan Shao.
Everyone treats each other diligently.
Even the young Cao Cao was like a little follower, following him and Yuan Shao all day long.
Every time they, the sons of high eunuchs, went hunting outside Luoyang City, people on both sides of the road looked sideways, with respectful and envious eyes.
After being promoted as Xiaolian, he was re-elected as Yin of Henan, General of Huben, Zhonglang, and other important positions! Even after General He Jin took control of the court, he was very close to him. How high-spirited he was!
During the Shi Changshi Rebellion, he and Wu Kuang led troops into the palace, burned down the Nine Dragon Gate of the Nangong Palace, and forced the Shi Changshi to abandon the palace and flee. What a happy grudge!
After raising the army, he took charge of ten thousand troops. Even the fierce tigers from the east of the Yangtze River such as Sun Jian could only obey his command. All the princes in the world were afraid of him. What a prestige he had!
Later, he took in many beauties, including the beautiful and fragrant Feng, into his arms. What kind of male hero was he?
Scenes from the past flashed through Yuan Shu's mind like a lantern, but in the end he returned to the cruel reality.
Yuan Shu slowly opened his eyes and looked around weakly.
Surrounded by remnant soldiers and defeated generals, all with gray heads and stained with blood, he himself was lying on a stretcher, being carried slowly along the mountain road, like a bereaved dog.
In order to avoid the pursuit of the pottery merchants, Zhang Xun did not even dare to walk on the main road.
"I didn't expect that Yuan would be in such a difficult situation..." Yuan Shu muttered in a sad tone.
"Ming Gong, are you awake?" Zhang Xun was standing next to Yuan Shu and asked hurriedly.
Yuan Shu turned to look at him, only to see that Zhang Xun's face was bloody and he looked extremely tired.
At this critical moment, Yuan Shu felt a sense of guilt towards his generals for the first time.
"Zhang Xun, are the pottery merchant's soldiers and horses chasing you?" Yuan Shu asked with difficulty.
Zhang Xun shook his head and sighed: "The large army of soldiers and horses has not yet arrived, only small groups of soldiers and horses have been harassing us, but they have all been repulsed by the general."
"Yuan, how long have you been unconscious?"
Zhang Xun was silent for a moment and whispered: "It has been three days since I returned to Minggong..."
"Three days?" Yuan Shu was stunned for a moment, and then said with a self-deprecating smile: "I was so angry that the potter made me sleep for three whole days! It's really sad."
Yuan Shu closed his eyes, seeming to be thinking about something.
When I was young, I saw him exhaling a long breath and saying: "Zhang Xun, what do you think Yuan should do next?"
Zhang Xun comforted Yuan Shu and said: "Ming Gong need not be so upset. As the saying goes, victory or defeat is a normal matter for military strategists. We still have 50,000 troops commanded by Liu Xun in Lujiang County! After Ming Gong returned to Shouchun, he worked hard to govern, cultivate life and nourish the people. In the future,
Fight against the pottery merchant again to avenge this! You will definitely win by then!"
"revenge?"
Yuan Shu laughed at himself and said: "This time is different from the last time. The pottery merchant will not give Yuan a chance, nor will Lu Bu, nor will Sun Ce... As Yuan expected, they will
After the situation in Yuzhang County is settled, troops will be raised to attack Lujiang County. The people who will add insult to injury are Cao Cao from Xu County and Liu Biao from Xiangyang... They are not taking it easy, and they will definitely not let this go.
It’s a great opportunity to carve up Yuan’s territory.”
Zhang Xun was anxious when he heard this: "Lord! Then what should we do?"
"At this point, Yuan can only admit defeat... Zhang Xun! You immediately send an envoy to Yecheng, Hebei, with Yuan's token, and ask the envoy to befriend Yuan Shao... tell Benchu... I admit defeat,
I am willing to be his subordinate, lead everyone to seek refuge with him, and regard him as the true head of the Yuan family."
"Ming Gong!" Zhang Xun roared, almost crying: "Ming Gong, you have been aloof and arrogant all your life. You have been competing with Yuan Shao for more than ten years. How can you bow to Yuan Shao just because of a trivial defeat?!
"
Yuan Shu closed his eyes, with a look of pain on his face, and sighed: "Zhang Xun, listen to me, Yuan's body is probably dying. You, Qiao Rui, Liang Gang and others are all capable
Yuan Shao is currently recruiting troops and is eager to expand his power. He will accept you. After returning to Lujiang County, you will be the governor of all the troops. Let Liu Xun protect my son and head to the north coast as quickly as possible.
In Qingzhou, Yuan Tan is currently stationing troops in the plains, hoping to capture Tian Kai and Kong Rong. As long as Yuan Shao nods, Yuan Tan will send troops to meet you and protect you!"
Yuan Shu kept saying "you, you" every time. From what he meant, it seemed that he did not include himself.
When Zhang Xun heard what Yuan Shu said, he became anxious: "Ming Gong! What do you mean by this? Aren't you going to come with us?"
Yuan Shu chuckled and said: "Yuan can feel it. After this battle, I was so angry that I may have injured my organs. I may not be able to survive for long... Even if I can survive, I don't want to go to Yecheng. I will fight with Yuan Benchu."
After half a lifetime, am I still going to surrender to him in the end?... A letter of apology is already the limit of Yuan. If it weren’t for the sake of leaving this bit of my flesh and blood, I wouldn’t even write this letter! Yuan is unwilling to give up.
!I’m not willing to give in!”
When Yuan Shu said this, he bit his lips tightly with his teeth, and his dry lips almost drew blood from the bite.
Zhang Xun looked extremely sad.
Such a proud person finally made such a decision. For him, this was simply more uncomfortable than killing him.
"My lord, please have a good rest. The situation may not be as you think. I will immediately send someone to Hebei to deliver a message and meet with Yuan Shao... Ming Gong, you haven't eaten rice for several days, what would you like to eat?"
"
Yuan Shu shook his head weakly and said: "I can't eat it, I can't eat it... Is there any honey syrup? I want to drink some honey syrup."
Zhang Xun turned his head and shouted: "Come here! Come here! Do we still have honey? Call the cook over quickly!"
After a while, the chef arrived.
"Is there any honey left in the army?" Zhang Xun looked at him and asked.
The chef in the army had blood and dirt all over his face, and his armor was in tatters. He looked like he had just been plucked from the dead.
Upon hearing Zhang Xun's question, the chef couldn't help but smile bitterly: "General, forgive me! There really is no honey..."
Zhang Xun frowned. Recently, he was only focused on fighting and guarding against pursuing troops, and he really didn't care about what food was left in the army.
"What else do we have in the army?"
The head chef sighed: "Back to General Zhang, we only have thirty bushels of wheat shavings left. That is fodder for the horses. We will use it to satisfy our hunger at the moment."
Yuan Shu was lying on the stretcher. After hearing these words, his whole body began to twitch.
His soul was hit hard again!
How could he, Yuan Shu, be defeated so miserably!?
Fifty thousand soldiers and horses arrived here from Shouchun, and hundreds of thousands of grains and grains were brought out. After fighting for several months, 3,000 remnant soldiers came back, as well as thirty bushels of wheat shavings...
Yuan Shu suddenly gasped like a bull roaring, and the sound of breathing became more and more urgent.
In the blink of an eye, Yuan Shu's face, which had softened just a moment ago, turned livid again.
Not only his face, but his neck and chest were all red from suppressing the pain, and even a little purple.
Zhang Xun was shocked when he saw this: "Ming Gong! What's wrong with you? Ming Gong!"
Yuan Shu's expression was extremely horrifying. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, and they were even covered with bloodshot eyes.
He suddenly shouted loudly: "Heaven has spared me! Even honey is not given to me! I hate it so much!"
After saying that, his head tilted and blood flowed from his mouth.
Yuan Shu died because he didn't get the honey...m.