My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 238 Lu Bu among the people
The sun was skewed, and the fighting in the imperial city continued.

The cavalry and infantry clashed in various palace roads and squares in the imperial city. The limited space here was fatal for the cavalry. Ten thousand Bingzhou troops entered the imperial city and easily separated the seven thousand cavalry, forcing them to the square. In blind corners or crowded palace corridors, an array of shields and spears was used to shoot feather arrows from time to time.

The cavalry, who had no room to move or sprint distance, were almost massacred one-sidedly.

The Xiongben cavalry originally belonging to the emperor, after the destruction of the three thousand heavy cavalry, the remaining seven thousand light cavalry seemed to be a huge number. However, in the terrain of the imperial city, it was almost difficult to confront ten thousand infantry, especially the leader. The general was an experienced veteran like Zhang Liao. He constantly ordered adjustments to the rhythm of the attack and changes in formation, easily dividing the opponent's [-] cavalry into dozens of squads, and then smashed them one by one.

Compared to the Bingzhou Army's easy response, the Wei Qingqi in front of them were like having their legs chopped off, and the battle was brutal.

The number of seven thousand, placed in the wilderness, would be a terrifying group of cavalry, but now they are crowded here and being massacred by the infantry.

As the leading general of the clan, Zhao Wu had the most intuitive feeling. No matter how he issued an order, the order could only be conveyed to the few hundred cavalry around him, while the other cavalry under his command could only be conveyed in panic and hysteria. They came to shout and scream, and a large number of war horses were stabbed to death by Yan soldiers first. The cavalry who fell off their horses were nailed to the ground by the spears thrust from the opposite side.

The scene of the massacre made the cavalry in the front row subconsciously avoid it. They pushed their horses towards the back in fear, and then were blocked by their comrades in the rear. The war horses were crowded together, and the oncoming spears could even pull the horses back with their eyes closed. The cavalrymen on the horse were knocked off their horses.

Commander Zhao Wu's heart was bleeding. This was his royal brother's lifelong effort. It took more than thirty years to build the [-] light and heavy cavalry. Before they could show their terrifying power on the battlefield, they were turned into corpses in the imperial city. .

Now, he knew that there was no way to prevent this defeat. He knew the fate that would follow from the time when the entire army of three thousand heavy cavalry was wiped out in the palace road.

Originally, he had thought of taking advantage of the sea of ​​people to give it a try, but the opponent's commander was infinitely more experienced than him in battle.

"Evacuation...can't save others!"

Looking at the divided cavalry arrays everywhere, Zhao Wu tried to save them several times, but failed in the end. He gave an order to the messenger beside him, and then withdrew with the remaining [-] cavalry towards the Xuanzheng Gate entering the palace. , behind it is the Xuanzheng Hall, the first palace of the palace.

In this strangled imperial city square, Zhang Liao was riding on horseback, imitating the movements of a certain friend, hanging the yellow dragon hook sickle upside down.

Since the fight, he had been paying attention to the cavalry with the flag. At this time, when he saw the opponent's flag retreating, he led the two thousand soldiers around him and rushed across the battlefield.

During the pursuit, he was also constantly conveying general orders to the commanders around him, so that the fighting around him would end as soon as possible, and he would rush into the palace hall and capture Wei Emperor Zhao Chuanting!
After all, Li Jue of the Xiliang Army was the first to attack Yan State. This time, he always wanted to give some face to the Bingzhou Army and Feng Xian.

"Zhang Wenyuan, wait for me!" Li Jue led the Flying Bear Army and finally came from Zhengyang Gate. Because of his horseback riding, it was difficult to push forward in the fighting square. He could only watch helplessly as Zhang Liao led his infantry into the palace. He was so angry that he screamed on the horse.

At this time, Zhang Liao took the lead, leading two thousand infantry and marched straight in. There were no soldiers around to block the palace road. After rushing through the palace road, the majestic palace complex fell into view.

At the same time, hundreds of people came into view, plus the five hundred cavalry who had just fled here.

"Shut up!"

Zhang Liao stopped his horse and raised his hand suddenly. The Bingzhou soldiers running behind him quickly formed a formation around him. He squinted his eyes and looked towards the distant hall. The cavalry were guarding below, and the people around him seemed to be some highly skilled martial artists. people.

In front of the main hall, a golden dragon chair is particularly eye-catching. The tall old man sitting above, wearing imperial robes and crown, raised his face slightly and looked directly at him. He must be Emperor Wei.

On both sides of the opponent's side, Zhao Wu, the commander of the Xiong Ben Army, stood leaning on a gun. On the other side, there was Zhao Shoulong, the master of the Qianlong Palace who was about fifty years old and had gray hair, standing upright.

On the left and right sides of the three people, there were also a group of palace guards.

"Army of tigers and wolves!"

On the dragon chair in the middle, Zhao Chuanting looked at the Yan army that was quickly forming formation in the distance. He patted the armrest with the carved dragon head, stood up slowly, took the Emperor's Sword from the attendant and leaned on the ground.

"I am Zhao Chuanting, the emperor of the Wei Dynasty. The inheritance of Guozuo has never been cut off to this day. However, it has become so unbearable in my hands. I am ashamed of the ancestors of the Wei State and the soldiers under my command who fought with their lives."

He drew out the Emperor's Sword and raised his voice.

"... Even if the enemy reaches the palace and comes to me, I will not escape, and I will not leave my soldiers behind! Today, I will kill the enemy with you!"

boom!
Five hundred Xiong Ben Qingqi set up their spears, and two hundred masters from Qianlong Mansion, both men and women, pulled out their weapons, stepped forward with the palace guards, and lined up the cavalry on the left and right.

"Fight to the death!"

Zhao Chuanting raised the Emperor's Sword in his hand and said in a strong voice: "Kill!"

The moment the voice fell, five hundred cavalry galloped on horseback, and the Qianlong Mansion spies and guards on both sides also came to kill them. Nearly 1000 people rushed through the square in front of the palace, and collided with Zhang Liao's array of 2000 people. Come up.

The cavalry desperately ran into the approaching spear array. At this moment, the human body and the horse's body were pierced by spears. There was blood, minced meat, as well as the screams of the horses and the screams of the people. Inside, people and horses rolled and fell, causing the gun array to stagger around.

A group of guards and spies followed closely, using various hidden weapons, and charged towards the side of the Bingzhou Army.

In the array, Zhang Liao drew his bow and fired an arrow. Blood streaks flew from the body of a Qianlong Mansion secret agent, who fell to the ground. On the other side, a secret agent holding a short blade jumped into the crowd and was pierced through the shoulder blade with a spear. , still wielding the sharp blade to kill the Yan soldiers in front of him.

The moment the fighting suddenly resounded, Zhang Liao abandoned his bow and held his sword and moved forward to block. A long black knife was nailed to his hook and sickle. It bounced into the air with a bang, and a figure stepped on the heads of the fighting crowd and swung this way. He flew over and caught the sword in mid-air. The sword's light suddenly surged, whistling like the roar of the wind, and slashed vertically from top to bottom.

boom!
Zhang Liao blocked the attack with his sword and fell back from the horse. The horse beneath him didn't even have time to scream, dragging its organs directly under the light of the sword, and split into two halves in the bloody light.

The soldiers around him rushed towards him, and some rushed to save the general. The soldiers who faced the enemy were slashed by the man with several swish of knives. Several lines of blood appeared on his body, and he fell to the ground and turned into a puddle of broken pieces in front of everyone's eyes. Meat.

Zhao Shoulong, the master of the Qianlong Palace of the Wei State, was approaching the Grand Master of the Sword God Yuan Baisheng. At this time, he was fighting with a desperate attitude. He was different from the old man before.

Amidst the sounds of ping-ping-pong-ping armor and the sound of swords being cut, Zhao Shoulong held a black knife and kept walking. All the Bingzhou soldiers who rushed towards him were chopped to the ground by him.Zhang Liao was helped up by his personal guards. He didn't know where the iron helmet fell. He looked across with his hair disheveled. The soldiers under his command continued to scream and fell down in his field of vision. The old man waving a blade also looked at him at this moment.

He stepped on his feet suddenly and swung his body between the two soldiers. The blade drew two blood lines on the soldiers with afterimages.

Zhang Liao threw his hook and sickle, and when it collided with the weapon in the opponent's hand, he pulled out the sword from his waist. Even though his force was inferior to that of Lu Bu, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, Ma Chao, Li Xuanba, and Qin Qiong, he could still Charge into battle.

The moment the opponent came to kill him, he swung his sword and pressed hard on the opponent's blade, then swiped down, bringing up a series of sparks that bounced towards the opponent's front door.

Zhao Shoulong narrowed his eyes and snorted. He raised his sword and intercepted Zhang Liao's sword. He used his free palm to press it hard. Zhang Liao retracted his sword to block it. With a bang, a wave of air passed through him. Zhang Liao was pushed several steps away with a knife.

A Bingzhou soldier rushed towards him from the side. Zhao Shoulong slashed the opponent away smoothly, and walked slowly toward the opposite side with the blade hanging diagonally.

"General Yan... you are very good at leading troops, but your martial arts skills are average. As for fighting against each other like this, I wouldn't care about five of you."

Zhang Liao looked at the soldiers who were flying to the ground, raised his sword again, and stood up with gritted teeth. He had rarely been so angry.

"You are the only one who deserves to be called me in front of me?!" The voice roared shrilly, the soles of his feet kicked off the stone bricks, and he fiercely hit the opposite side.

Li Jue, Gao Shun, Niu Gai and other generals came over with their troops at this moment.

……

In the distance, a red horse galloped across the long street. The broken frame of the carriage and the corpses of dignitaries were falling behind the galloping horse.

The imperial city gate in front became clear. As they approached the city gate, Meng Tuo and a group of Bingzhou soldiers guarding the place were looking around with vigilance. The next moment, a strong wind blew in their faces, and scarlet cloaks flashed from everyone's sight. He dodged past and ran along the palace road.

"What just happened?"

"It seems to be General Lu..."

"The red horse and red robe... must be General Lu."

After a few words of hesitation and uncertainty, Meng Tuo stood up holding his wound and looked at the knight going away, with an incredible expression on his face.

He was very skilled in martial arts, but he didn't even see clearly how the other party was riding a horse from the side.

……

Outside the Xuanzheng Hall, Zhao Chuanting watched the scene of the attack on the military formation. There was no expression on his face. Only his clan brother Zhao Shoulong rushed into the formation, killing all directions, and when he chopped off the opponent's generals, his legs trembled slightly with excitement.

In the past, his generals were killed by the opponent's formation, but they finally came back here.

In the chaotic and turbulent formation of the Bingzhou Army, the soldiers who were fighting in formation were scattered. In order to save Niugai, Zhang Liao blocked the opponent's sword forcefully and was repelled several steps again. The tiger's mouth suddenly felt numb.

"It is indeed good for Yan State to have generals like you..."

Zhao Shoulong looked at the other party with a dull look, and slowly approached with a black knife dripping with blood. On both sides, Gao Shun and Li Jue each held weapons and stared at each other closely. The former glanced at them lightly.

"We, the Wei Dynasty, are in a stormy situation right now, and you and I are in a situation where we will fight to the death, but since you are also following orders, I will leave you with a whole corpse waiting for you!"

The moment the words fell, Zhao Shoulong rushed towards Zhang Liao with his sword. Zhang Liao said "Ah!" and raised the notched ring-headed sword to meet him. Niu Gai and Gao Shun rushed towards him from one side with their swords in hand, and Li Jue waved a big gun away. .

"...whose body are you going to keep?!"

An arrow reflected the slanting sunlight and flew over the moving heads of people.

The next second, there was a golden bang, and the moment Gao Shun, Li Jue, and Niu Gai were pushed back by Zhao Shoulong, there was a clang of the black knife in his hand, and sparks jumped up.

His arms trembled and he paused backwards, his eyes raised in surprise, and then he heard a majestic hooting.

People around looked back and saw joy on Zhang Liao's face. Zhao Chuanting stood up in front of the hall. Zhao Wu and the guard commander Qin Qing on one side showed surprise in their eyes.

The horseman with flying smoke and red clouds stood up and neighed. A figure was sitting on the horse. The flower robe was fluttering in the breeze. A square-shaped painted halberd was stuck on the ground. He held a long bow in his hand, reflecting the overwhelming murderous intention. .

"Haha, I finally get to meet Yan Guo's superb martial arts general!"

Zhao Shoulong chuckled and raised his arm to cross the sword, his face showing a fighting spirit. The moment he finished speaking, the knight in his sight was already charging towards him with his halberd drawn and his horse drawn.

He casually blocked the attack with his sword, and his body flew backwards. On the opposite side, horse hooves rushed towards him, and the painted halberd fell with a crash.

The piercing metal sound of the golden ring suddenly resounded among the fighting crowd. Zhao Shoulong held his sword in a blocking posture and was pushed away by the terrifying force.

In the eyes of the people around him, a scarlet cloak was fluttering, and a tall figure wearing a beast-swallowing head armor was sitting on a horse, looking at everything.

"Wen Yuan, you command the troops and horses to defeat the remaining soldiers here. As for him... leave it to me."

(End of this chapter)