Weird Three Kingdoms

Chapter 871 The Collapse of the Great Han ([-])
Strictly speaking, Wang Yun is not a bad guy through and through, even to a certain extent, if he were a bad guy, he wouldn't make the situation what it is now.

Wang Yun just couldn't figure out why it was so difficult for him to work so hard and desperately to maintain the foundation of the big man?Why does anyone and everything seem to be against him?
Just when Wang Yun was pinning his hopes on the Lingyi troops to pinch these Xiliang soldiers from north to south under the palace, the facts in front of him were like a basin of ice water poured on his face in the cold winter, which made him completely cold. bone.

Thick smoke billowed in the city, and the shouts of killing gradually subsided.

This does not mean a good thing, because it means that the Xiliang army has controlled the current situation.

On the palace wall, after Wang Yun inspected one side, his body was covered with sweat.

Rolling stone wood is not only small in quantity, but also carved with flowers in order to show the royal majesty!

Although there are still some bows and crossbows, consumables such as arrows are very few!

In addition, looking at these imperial guards who usually look good, their faces are now pale, and some of them can't even hold their knives and guns, knocking on the battlements of the palace wall and clanging.

How to defend the city like this?

Can this really defend the city?

Just when Wang Yun was still looking forward to the soldiers on the other side of Lingyi, the troops of Li Jue, Guo Si, Fan Chou and others were under the palace.It has gradually gathered up, and the entire passageway in front of the palace is crowded, blood-stained knives and guns are waving in the air, and the banners are shaking in the wind, making Wang Yun dizzy in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, Wang Yun felt that he seemed to have made some mistakes. Maybe it was a better choice to send troops before, maybe he would follow Lu Bu's suggestion, or let Lu Bu enter the palace city. I can't find it, I can only supervise the formation at the top of the city...

But now, it was too late, and now that they had been surrounded, opening the city gate to send troops or other actions was almost equivalent to opening the gate and stealing.

The Xiliang soldiers under the palace wall kept clamoring:

"A certain class is here to avenge Grand Master Dong!"

"Master Dong is innocent!"

"We want to see the emperor!"

"Where is the Son of Heaven, come out..."

Li Jue and the others pulled out a few huge white cloths from nowhere, on which were written "revenge of injustice", "eradicating rebellion and eradicating rape" and other large red characters, and it was obvious at a glance that it must have been written on it with human blood ...

And in front of these white cloths were the hundreds of officials who came out of Solo in Chang'an City. After they had finished their use on the top of the city, they were immediately escorted to the palace.

Li Jue, Guo Si, and Fan Chou got together.

Li Jue glanced at the situation above the palace, and said, "This altitude is not very easy to attack if you really want to attack it. We can only act according to Wenhe's plan first..."

Guo Si nodded, then pulled on his horse, led some people and headed east.

Fan Chou put a ring-sword on his shoulder, and then, regardless of the blood oozing from the barely bandaged wound on his body, he took a few steps forward, stood in front of the formation, raised his head and shouted: "Let the emperor come out! Whether Taishi Dong is black or white, let's make it clear in front of all the officials! Otherwise, I will go in and look for the emperor by myself! When the time comes! Don't blame swords and guns for not having eyes!"

As soon as Fan Chou finished speaking, the Xiliang soldiers behind him shouted loudly, shaking Weiyang Palace to the point that several tiles fell off.

Wang Yun said angrily: "It's unreasonable! The Son of Heaven is a royal nobleman, how can you see it when you want to see it?!"

Fan Chou laughed loudly and said, "Wang Situ, who do you really think the palace walls can stop? Come on, show Wang Situ a good look!"

While Wang Yun was wondering, he heard a burst of chaotic footsteps from the east, and a large number of people were driven in between, and walked in from outside the city gate under the guard of Xiliang soldiers, holding or holding hands. Carrying or holding a bundle, some of them don’t even know whose clothes they used, wrapped in the soil excavated from the nearby city, and rushing towards the palace wall...

Wang Yun and the imperial guards on the city wall were stunned, and for a moment they didn't know whether to shoot or kill these civilians who were carrying parcels full of mud.

A wave of people left behind their burdens full of dirt and left, followed by a second batch, and a third batch...

Weiyang Palace and Changle Palace are located on Longshouyuan, about four or five meters higher than other places in Chang'an City. Adding the palace wall, there is a drop of nearly ten meters, but such a height difference, However, it is constantly being reduced in the continuously accumulated dirt burden!

Seeing that the situation was almost over, Li Jue yelled, "Where is the Son of Heaven!? Don't let the sincerity of a certain person turn into swords and guns! If the Son of Heaven doesn't show up again, it's useless to keep these officials! Kill them all! Wait for us!" Go to the palace, then jade and stone will be difficult to distinguish, and people will not be recognized by swords and guns!"

Fan Chou giggled, and shouted his orders, then stretched out his hand and pulled an official in brocade clothes over, pinched the official's neck like a chicken, pressed forward violently, and then chopped it off with a knife!

As if a skin sac full of blood had been punctured, Dou Da's mouth fell on the green bricks in front of the palace gate with a thud, bouncing, gurgling around a few times, and then stopped, the blood in the cavity Under the action of pressure, it suddenly erupted, splashing out a huge fan-shaped blood mist...

"I wish Ling Lu Sheng so much!"

"The thief dares to kill Zhongliang!"

Immediately, some of the officials shouted angrily, but more people began to tremble.

Fan Chou laughed, and he didn't care what official position this Lu Sheng was, he just caught him casually, he didn't feel any guilt for killing an innocent person, on the contrary, a different kind of pleasure rose in his heart.

Did you see, this is the five people and six people before, wishing to have the children of the gentry with all four nostrils facing the sky!
See, this is a high-ranking official who opens his mouth and shuts his mouth, just like what a lowly beast we are!

Now, it's not like dying under a certain knife!
Like a slaughtered animal!

Haha, no, not even livestock!
Livestock can still eat buckle meat after death. These guys probably have black hearts and stinky meat!
Fan Chou felt extremely refreshed, but for the hundreds of officials who were escorted in a row and Wang Yun on the palace wall, the excitement was even greater...

Fan Chou came back with strides, without looking at the officials who were desperately shrinking back, he pulled out another one, and then chopped it off again without paying any attention to it!

All the officials were crying, howling, cursing, and begging for mercy. Some rushed forward, while others were shaking like chaff, and some were even so frightened that they peed and shit...

Only at this moment did these officials realize that their full-bodied economics could not help them withstand the slightest blade. Those ordinary people who could beat, scold, or even be easily crushed on weekdays raised their blood-stained Butcher knife!

Dahan, what is going on in this world?
(End of this chapter)