Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 220 Battle of North Mang Five

Mang Mountain, called Beimang in ancient times, is located in the north of Luoyang, on the south bank of the Yellow River.

under night.

In a valley, under the reflection of clusters of bonfires, there were [-] remnant soldiers, warming up against the fire back to back, and a few people in the middle supported a young man among them, the young man Jin Yi, but he was quite embarrassed.

"Zhang Changshi, do we have to escape?" The young Liu Xie raised his head, looked away from the bonfire, looked at Zhang Rang, and asked quietly.

He is the prince, he doesn't need to escape.

But he couldn't help him, he was kidnapped last night and pulled out of Luoyang, so far, it has been a day and a night, he feels cold and hungry, the days seem to have fallen from heaven to hell.

This is still an unprecedented feeling for him.

"Your Highness, although they claim to be the pillars of the imperial court, they are too selfish. To them, Your Highness is just a puppet against He Jin. They will definitely not let His Highness go, so we must leave Luoyang !"

Zhang Rang sat next to him, listened to Liu Xie's inquiry, and said calmly: "Before your Majesty died, you told this old slave that no matter what time it is, we must ensure His Highness's safety, so even if this old slave loses his life, I will not let His Highness suffer any harm!"

Last night, it was a night of shame.

Things seemed to spin out of control at that moment.

He didn't expect that His Majesty would get rid of He Jin like this, nor did he expect that He Jin's rebellion would bring about changes, and even less that Luoyang City would become so chaotic.

"But..." Liu Xie frowned.

"Your Majesty, you should trust Your Majesty!" Zhang Rang interrupted him.

"I naturally trust my father!"

"Your Majesty believes in us, so if you believe in Your Majesty, you should also trust us!" Zhang Rang said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, although we are eunuchs, we are all servants of His Majesty, not ministers of the Han Dynasty. No matter what we do, it is for the Liu family's safety, so no matter how the imperial court impeaches us, His Majesty will always trust us!"

"Oh!"

Liu Xie thought for a while, but had nothing to say.

"Zhang Rang, Duan Gui is dead!" Zhao Zhong walked up and said in a low voice.

"Let's go and see!"

Zhang Rang stood up, walked over, and looked at Duan Gui who was lying on the grass, already dying, hanging his last breath.

"I, I..." Duan Gui didn't finish his last breath, and died.

"Go!"

Zhang Rang reached out, closed his eyes, and said softly.

Escaping from Xianyangwan, along the way, more than half of the ten servants were killed or injured, the pursuers were too ruthless, under the sniping attack of the strong bow and crossbow bed, even their ten servants' kung fu could not stop them, and now there are only four people left .

One is Zhang Rang, the other is Zhao Zhong, the other is Jian Shuo, and the third is Gao Wang.

In the hands of Jian Shuo, there are only [-] soldiers left in the upper barracks.

That is to say, eight hundred soldiers tore a gap and let them walk out of Luoyang City.

"They want to kill them all!"

Zhao Zhong said harshly.

It's not that they didn't think about surrendering, surrendering to the court, not surrendering to He Jin, they could accept it, but they didn't say anything, what was given to them was just a round of random arrows to kill them, the court had already determined to kill them.

"Your Majesty is dead, and we have no value in existence. How can the gentry tolerate the existence of us!" Jian Shuo said coldly.

"But we can't die yet!"

Zhang Rang clenched his fists: "We still have the Prince's Association in our hands. As long as we can support Mushan's army to go north, we have a chance!",

Protecting the Prince's Association is to wait for this opportunity.

Qin Wang must also be famous.

"Will Mushan go north?" Zhao Zhong asked quietly.

"meeting!"

Zhang Rang said firmly.

Since the defeat of Beigong, they have no soldiers to rely on in Luoyang City, only Mushan. Whether Mushan can go north from Nanyang is related to their life and death, and Mushan is their last reliance.

"Elder-in-law, just now our scouts encountered the scouts under the command of Ding's Huben Zhonglang, Yuan Shu. During the confrontation, each other was killed or injured, but we have been discovered here!" A soldier from the upper camp came in and reported with his hands clasped.

"We have to get out of here!"

When Jian Shuo heard the words, he moved quickly: "You escort the prince Xiehe and the people in the harem to leave, and walk along the east, towards the edge of the Yellow River. I will lead the troops to attract powerful enemies and cover you."

"it is good!"

Everyone moved quickly.

"Jian Shuo, you have to be careful!" Before leaving, Zhang Rang glanced at Jian Shuo and said suddenly.

Among the ten permanent servants, the ability to pour power into the government and the public not only depends on the appreciation and connivance of the emperor, but also their own ability and unity to form a group of eunuchs.

"Don't worry, he can't kill me!" Jian Shuo said confidently.

Under the darkness of night, the flames were glowing and moving, and amidst the sound of footsteps, a figure hurriedly left the valley.

……

To the southwest of the valley, about ten miles away, on the hills, in the cold wind, a group of soldiers and horses stood tall, holding torches, reflecting the dark sky, neatly lined up and majestic.

These are the soldiers who hold the Jinwu, but there are only three thousand soldiers, all of whom are elite.

General Ding Yuan was wearing battle armor, with his sword on his horse, his eyes fixed on the front, safe and steady, waiting for the news of his scouts to come back, and at the same time, he was also considering the situation in Luoyang.

The situation in Luoyang was much worse than he had expected.

He Jin killed the king, this alone has already made him unexpected.

Although why did he join the subordinates.

But he is a scholar, read Confucian books, and served as a minister in the Han Dynasty. His principle is to be loyal to the emperor and patriotic, to be able to stand up to the monarch, and to live up to the people of Liming.

The country has supported scholars for 20 years, and now is the time for the country's scholars to report to the court.

In any case, he must not allow He Jin to kill the king with ease.

"My lord, a secret letter from Luoyang!" A cavalryman came out from Luoyang, went straight to Ding Yuan's army formation, and said with cupped hands.

"Who is coming?"

"Lord Sikong, Lord Taiwei, and Lord Situ, come together!" The cavalry replied.

"The decree of the three princes?"

Ding Yuan's expression became solemn all of a sudden.

The emperor has collapsed, and the imperial court has no leader, only the Sangong and the general are the ones to look forward to.

"Nanyang prefect Ju dare to send troops to the north?"

Ding Yuan opened it, looked at the secret letter written by Yuan Feng himself, in the name of Sangong, representing the imperial court, and his brows frowned.

The situation in Luoyang is already very bad.

The entry of foreign feudal vassals into Beijing is faintly visible.

He has never dared to set this precedent, because he was afraid of breaking the rules of the court, so even if the Bingzhou Army was in the Shangdang, he would not dare to call without authorization, but he did not expect that the first foreign vassal to enter Beijing was Nanyang prefect Mushan.

This was beyond his expectation.

"Ding Le, Ding Xu!" Ding Yuan made a prompt decision.

"exist!"

The two long horses on the left and right come out with the straddle.

"Both of you go north immediately, and order the third battalion of the Bingzhou Army to go south!" Ding Yuan ordered, "Tell Zhang Yang, Zhang Liao, and Lu Bu that they will enter Beijing within one month!"

At this time, he will not hesitate any more.

To have the order of the Sangong is already justified.

Moreover, the Bingzhou Army went south to stabilize the court situation. Whether it was to wipe out the He Jin rebels or to block the Nanyang Army, the Bingzhou Army needed to go south. He had no selfish intentions.

"promise!"

The left and right guards took orders and rode away.

"Hao Chong!" Ding Yuan shouted.

"My lord, my subordinates are here!" The chief general of Zhijin Wuti, a general from a poor family, as tall as a tiger, with a beard on his face, and a sturdy look, stepped out and stood by with his hands folded.

"Immediately adjust our main force and move eastward!"

Ding Yuan: "Send out scouts to follow in the direction of the north side of the valley gate. If you encounter a drummer, immediately find out their number."

"What about the Prince's Association?"

"Leave this matter to Yuan Shu!" Ding Yuan said indifferently: "We have more important things to do!"

Although he thinks highly of himself, he doesn't think that the Nanyang Army's combat power is comparable to the elite Bingzhou Army, but if Mushan enters the capital, it will be a threat after all, and the existence of Mujing will be of great significance.

This person must not let him escape from Luoyang.

"promise!"

Hao Chong took the lead and led the Jinwuti cavalry to move eastward.

……

Not far from Ding Yuan's barracks, there were also large troops camping, and the fire plates were shining one by one, and the light shot up into the sky.

"Report to General Zhonglang, we found traces of eunuchs ahead!" In the main battalion, a scout came up and reported to Huben Zhonglang General Yuan Shu.

"Where?!"

Yuan Shu's eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice.

"In a valley less than ten miles away!"

"Hu Benjun, chase after me!"

Yuan Shu shouted loudly.

He is the general of Huben Zhonglang, although his position is empty, he has no right to command the army in the capital, but this time the imperial coup, He Jin killed the king, he was temporarily appointed, and the soldiers he summoned entered the North Palace. There are serial numbers, all of which are named after Huben.

The eight thousand generals are the Huben Army, with five lieutenants under them. They are the outstanding members of the aristocratic family, and those who are close friends with the Yuan family are also his Yuan Shu's team.

"promise!"

The generals took the lead.

The tiger and cardinal cavalry galloped across the Beiman Mountain under the night, their horseshoes were as smooth as thunder, and they left with killing intent.

"kill!"

In order to delay the time, Jian Shuo personally led his troops to meet him head-on.

This is a titan.

He is not only highly skilled, but also has a strong contagion, which can make the soldiers under his command become stronger with his aura, charging invincibly, and killing like a tiger.

"A certain family is Yuan Shu, an eunuch who is a servant of the imperial court. If he dares to coerce the prince out of the capital, he is a treason and should be punished for the crime. He will be arrested immediately!" , coming with the momentum of thousands of people, it is even more powerful and overwhelming.

"Humph!"

Jian Shuo snorted angrily, and led five hundred men to kill him directly. He was invincible with an iron spear in his hand, and the blood spattered more than three feet when he was killed at close quarters.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Those who can follow Jian Shuo in the military camp are not only loyal generals, but also brave soldiers, rushing to kill invincible one by one.

"Bow and crossbow!"

Yuan Shu would not be so stupid, fighting Jian Shuo, he waved out, and pushed out bed crossbows one by one from behind.

Before the mutiny, they did not have such powerful weapons.

After the mutiny, Luoyang was controlled by Yuan Feng and others, and the arsenal naturally fell into their hands. The imperial court reserves, but there are countless weapons, and there are many large war machines in the state of bed crossbows.

"shoot!"

"Shhhhhh!"

A crossbow arrow the size of a wrist shot out from the crossbow bed, carrying a mighty force, piercing through the air, as if they were harvesting human lives.

"Damn!"

Jian Shuo's kung fu is very high, and he can also rank well in Luoyang City, but in this kind of army formation, he feels powerless. He shot down a few arrows, but these arrows were not The bow and arrow shot out, but it was a powerful arrow, too powerful, under the shock, his arms trembled, the tiger's mouth was broken, and the gun cake was stained with blood.

"what!"

"What a terrifying crossbow!"

"Hide!"

One by one, the soldiers who went to the barracks fell, blood staining the hillside.

"Heaven Yin Sword Qi!"

Jian Shuo gave up the long spear in his hand, pulled out the long sword around his waist with his backhand, and used his best arrow technique, like a poisonous dragon piercing through the air, breaking through the air and killing the general with lightness kung fu and sword skills.

"What a Jian Shuo!" Yuan Shu was in the army, his eyes were cold: "It's a pity that there is nothing brave but no strategy!"

"kill!"

He gave an order, and the ballistas around him staggered to form a hedge net.

"Shhhhhh!"

The sharp and huge arrows shot by the bed crossbow pierced through the air, forming a net of arrows in the air, covering the sky and covering Jian Shuo.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

Jian Shuo deserved to be the number one expert among the ten servants, with a sharp sword in his hand, as fast as lightning, he chopped off three arrows in a row.

Click!

But the fourth arrow pierced his ribs from his waist and passed through his chest.

boom!
His body was like a big eagle falling from the sky, hitting the ground heavily.

"Shoot!" Yuan Shu continued to order ruthlessly.

"Shhhhhh!"

Another round of crossbow arrows covered.

"Our family is not reconciled!"

Jian Shuo died, his body was pierced by several bed crossbow iron arrows, as if he had been nailed to the ground, his eyes were still wide open until the end of his death, deep in the eyes, there was a deep fear.

The most embarrassing way to die for a general is to be killed by a sniper.

His martial arts are world-class and invincible in the army, but even if he is sniped by this kind of heavy crossbow, even if he has the courage to be invincible, he cannot escape death.

"General Zhonglang, he is dead!"

"Jian Shuo, it's a good deal for you!" Yuan Shu walked up and gave him a cold look.

"Report Zhonglang General, Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong, holding Prince Xie hostage, are heading towards the bank of the Yellow River!"

Cavalry scouts report.

"Chase!"

Yuan Shu immediately got on his horse, stomped over Jian Shuo's corpse, and headed northeast towards the Yellow River.

The rushing water of the Yellow River is very fast.

But a remnant soldier on the shore was even more anxious.

"Come on!"

"Catch up!"

Zhang made his pupils change color, and looked behind, his expression became more and more gloomy.

"Jian Shuo can't stop it!"

"What should we do?" Zhao Zhong was also at a loss.

"Heaven will kill me too!"

Zhang Rang was sad and indignant.

(End of this chapter)