My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 50 The ancestors are angry
Han Tao, the deputy commander of the imperial city, and Qin Zhuang, the chief of the imperial guard, were all killed, and no one said a word.Some people even pulled Han Tao and several of his confidants off their horses, tied them up, and brought them to the tent. They beat them with swords until they knelt down.

For several generations, the Ding'an Army was under the direct control of the Su government. Although it was not as glorious as before, I still recognized it in my heart. More than 4000 people gathered towards the big tent. Some of the faces were filled with excitement, holding weapons and shouting, while others were anxious and looking left and right.

Su Chen saw all this, and stood with his hands folded and holding a knife: "I said, those who follow will follow me to rise up, and those who don't follow will take off their armor and return to the fields to farm. I will not embarrass you."

"Third Young Master, what should we do with these people?" Among the excited soldiers, someone rushed out with a knife and pressed the edge of the knife on the back of the necks of Han Tao's confidants.

Those people looked up at Su Chen, with timid eyes, but turned their faces to one side.

"Kill the sacrificial flag!"

Su Chen spoke directly, pulled out a steel knife and passed over these people. A soldier brought the war horse. Su Chen turned over and waved the knife: "Ding'an City is swept by black smoke. The east gate has been broken. Anyone who is willing to follow me in the uprising." , get ready and line up, Ding'an Qingqi will follow the general directly to the east gate!"

The tip of the knife pointed over. Lu Bu glanced at the soldiers around him and made a faint sound of "cutting". He seemed to look down on them, but he still urged his horse to push through the crowd, nodded to Su Chen, and galloped out of the camp gate. Five people in the camp Hundreds of Qingqi mounted their horses and left with whips raised, the ground roared, and the two groups of cavalry merged into one on the field.

Iron hoofs cracked the ground, and more than [-] riders galloped towards the east gate of Ding'an like a long dragon.

The sound of galloping horses faded away. Under the pale winter sunshine, four human heads were hung on the flagpole. Su Chen raised his knife: "Where is the Ding'an Army!"

The soldiers on the school field looked at each other, and also at their own captain, and then quickly formed a formation. Most of the soldiers were young people. At this time, their blood was boiling and they wanted to follow Su Chen to do this big thing.

"exist!"

"Enter the city!"

Flags were flying, and the more than 4000 people who had assembled in the entire team banged their long soldiers, and there was a roar. The captains of each team jumped onto their horses, and in the sound of shouting, the team pushed down the fence and stepped onto the field. The first wave they encountered It was the 100 Imperial City soldiers who fought against the Yellow Turban Army. More than [-] Yellow Turban warriors held their shields in front, and the two thousand Yellow Turban soldiers wielded hoes, hatchets, and poles to chop at random.

Amid the sound of fighting, Su Chen reined in his horse and stopped. Zhang Jue, who was far away, cupped his hands towards him and showed a relieved smile.

Instructing him to seize control of the city.

"Let's go." Su Chen ordered.

The army turned around, abandoned the [-] enemy troops, and rushed towards the east city gate with black smoke rising in the distance. Previously, knights in the city disguised themselves as porters and blocked the city gate with carts. They also set a fire and half of the city gates were blocked. After being burned, Dong Zhuo, who was then driven over, led six hundred Xiliang soldiers to take advantage of the chaos and charge into the city. They climbed the stone steps from inside, stormed the city tower, and dispersed the soldiers guarding the city.

At the city gate, merchants were fleeing in all directions, and on the city tower where fighting was boiling, someone fell from the outside of the huge wall.

Dong Zhuo dragged his fat body and rushed to the front of the Xiliang soldiers. He had not fought like this for many years. This kind of hearty killing made him happy. He held up his shield and beat the soldiers away. It hit the wall and rolled down to the top of the city without hesitation.

He slashed with a knife, and the serrated edge of the knife got stuck between the guard's neck bone and armor. He kicked him away with one kick. He caught a glimpse of a dozen figures with bows drawn, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Xiliang!"

More and more Xiliang soldiers followed him up the city wall, raising their shields to form a tight shield wall to block the flying arrows for their comrades behind.

The densely packed arrows hit the shield and made a clanging sound. As soon as the arrow rain passed, the shield flipped down, and 600 Xiliang soldiers spread out on the city wall like a tide.

The banner with the word 'Yan' stood high at the top of the city. Dong Zhuo held a knife in both hands and cut the banner in pieces with a roar of "Ah!"

The 'Yan' flag collapsed and fell straight into the city wall.

The earthquake shook.

The sound of rumbling iron hoofs spread, and groups of cavalry broke up the fleeing merchants and deserters and drove straight into the city gates, running wildly in the streets and alleys.

Some cavalrymen were shouting: "Ding'an has fallen. People are not allowed to go to the streets for the time being. They should stay at home and wait for the announcement!"

The policemen and defenders who were fighting with the green forest on the street saw the iron cavalry approaching. The leader was a knight with a golden crown and a long bundle. He had an animal face and a head-swallowing armor. As he waved his halberd, someone was knocked away and smashed into a nearby store. Suddenly, there was a sudden panic. After being coaxed to disperse, Chen Luoping was half-covered in blood, with several knives in his body. Holding an iron rod, he pointed at the street in front and shouted at Lu Bu: "General, go here, let us fight here!"

At this time, in the government office, there were civil servants everywhere running around holding official documents, or setting fire to them on the ground. The master led the eunuch Sun Shuwu out.

"Master Fu, leave quickly. The city gate has been trapped and they will kill you soon!"

Sun Shuwu drank with the commander of the imperial city and the two captains of guards last night. As a local parent, it was a must. He slept almost all day. At this time, he was woken up by the master Bo who rushed to the back hall. He was still drunk. I didn't fully wake up and had no idea what was going on.

"Who rebelled?!"

The owner Bo glanced at the stable where the fire had been extinguished, and he was so anxious that he almost burst into tears: "Oh, the third son of Mr. Su's family, those gangsters in the city are setting fires everywhere. I heard that the Yanshan Cavalry outside the city was also killed. I just don’t know if the Ding’an Army can come to the rescue... Prefect, why don’t you leave?”

"Suhou is really rebelling?"

"It's the opposite! Let's go quickly. We won't kill you here later."

"Su Hou rebelled, what the hell am I going to do?" Sun Shuwu shook his sleeves to break away from him, turned around and walked back, "I have been friends with Su Hou for twenty years, and I, the prefect, only implemented it after he entrusted people to smooth things over in the court. Here, if he rebels against him, I will be my governor, and it won’t cost my life, so I’ll be in a panic!”

"Ah this..." The master Bo was stunned on the spot, but when he realized what he was doing, he followed him, "If the prefect doesn't leave, then I won't leave either."

"Hurry up and have someone pass on my order and ask the people in the Yamen to come back quickly and don't cause trouble."

"Yes."

Hearing this, the boss Bo hurriedly called on the officials who were burning the documents to stop. He also sent more than ten government officials to the streets to call the policemen and government soldiers outside to stop and return to their orders.

The fighting in the streets along the way gradually died down, but there were still fierce battles in some places.

One hundred imperial city soldiers stationed in Ding'an controlled a street leading from south to north to the government office, and took advantage of the terrain to fight with a group of idle rogues dressed in coarse linen.

The impression that these people were vulnerable now turned into a nightmare for these heavily armored soldiers.These idle scoundrels relied on the familiar streets to fight with them, and they did not have sharp weapons in their hands to fight. They wandered around randomly, throwing in paper bags from time to time, which were mostly filled with lime, gravel, and filth.

A soldier cut open the flying oil paper bag with a knife. Feces and urine flew all over the sky, staining his armor and weapons. These are the things that soldiers cherish the most. Many Imperial City soldiers were angry, no longer maintaining their formation, and rushed straight into the air. If you rush towards these idle scoundrels, they will scatter like birds and beasts and run into the alleys quickly.

These people have legs and feet trained in life, and their clothes are light. They can disappear in a flash. The soldiers retreat, and they appear again, with sticks sticky with shit in their hands. It's like they are in an uninhabited land, heading straight towards Poke people in the face.

The rumble of horse hooves came over, and these soldiers came back covered in excrement and put into a defensive formation, but the horse team that came over just stopped. Lu Bu looked at them with disgust, turned the horse's head and looked for another street to go to the government office.

Soon, Su Chen took Dian Wei and the Ding'an army into the east gate.

The sunset turned warm yellow on the horizon. Su Chen rode through the city gate that was full of burnt odor. He looked at half of the charred door leaf. There was no emotion or anger on his face. He raised his hand and asked a Ding'an Army general to come over. Then, the other party led more than a hundred people and rushed to the wall, calling on the comrades who were still resisting to give up the fight.

The battle to climb the city was particularly brutal. Fortunately, this time we were climbing up the stone steps inside the city. The six hundred Xiliang soldiers killed and injured more than a hundred people, which was within the acceptable range of Su Chen.

Dong Zhuo came down covered in blood. He wiped the blood on his face and thick beard, and raised the serrated knife to his shoulder: "Next, it's time to go to the government office. Soldiers need to be quick, so why not let Feng take the official documents of the prefect first?" Directly kill other county towns. Open the city gates, and Dong will lead the troops behind to take over the city defense."

Since everything has been reversed, it is naturally impossible to capture only Ding'an City. The news has not spread yet. At this time, it should be no problem to capture several counties in a long-distance and quick attack.

Su Chen nodded in agreement, and then called for a messenger to rush to the government office to inform Lu Bu. When the soldiers left on horseback, he turned his head and said to Dong Zhuo:
"It's time for my father's side to be taken back to the city. With him in charge, he can at least stabilize the people's hearts and minds."

"If you live forever, do what you want."

After a while, the No. 2 messenger turned around and left the city gate, heading towards the southern wilderness.

In the dilapidated courtyard in the suburbs, the old couple who had not seen Su Chen back for a long time, as well as Su Lie and his wife, had no choice but to wait. They simply cleaned up the corpses and blood on the ground. The unconscious Thirteen was carried to the bed in the room. Xuejun was guarding the outside of the courtyard gate with a knife in hand, looking around vigilantly.

In the main room with the broken brick wall, words sounded at this time.

"The tablets we were waiting for were burned."

Su Congfang was stunned for a moment while cleaning the broken bricks, and slowly approached the open door. Inside the door, voices echoed from the altar table.

"Unless I behead the Emperor of Yan, the anger in my heart will never go away!"

"With my Li Jing and Li Jiruo here, we can pacify this small country!"

"My cousin can't tell lies. If Han Qinhu is here, it will be more than enough to destroy his Yan country."

"That great general of yours has become the King of Yama."

"Isn't your Li Jing called the King of Pagodas?"

A spiritual figure turned around and said, "You two, you two, don't even say anything to me if you betray me."

Two voices asked at the same time: "Who are you?!"

"Da Liang Zhu Wen!"

"roll!"

"A man's heart should be like a soaring eagle, a galloping horse on the grassland..." There was also a voice from a spiritual tablet to dissuade, and then he was hit by the drunk token, and his gentle voice became deeper: "The scimitar in your hand should be like Like the sharp teeth in the mouth of a wild wolf and the galloping iron hooves, crushing everything on the ground!"

"It turns out it's you. Your children and grandchildren can be driven back to the grassland in embarrassment by me. How can you talk about eagles and wild wolves!"

The two talking statues suddenly stopped, then they swung back and forth and hit each other, then fell behind each other and hit a statue engraved with Tang Taizong, knocking it towards Emperor Sui Yang.

"Cousin, do you dare to hit me?" Then he also hit me back.

For a moment, you pushed me and I bumped into you on the altar table, which affected the emperors represented by the other altars. They instantly became involved in a fight and stirred up smoke and dust. Su Congfang stuck her head out at the door and saw each one. The spirit tablets were constantly being swung and smashed in a chaotic manner.

Perhaps seeing the presence of outsiders, the chaotic altar table stopped. A gust of wind blew towards the door, lifting Su Congfang a few steps away, and the door of the hall closed with a bang.

Then, the chaotic fighting continued inside, which was thrilling and the sky was dark.

"Husband, what are you doing sitting on the ground?" The old woman's face was still a little pale. She saw people being killed with her own eyes, and her organs and stumps were scattered on the ground. It was a different feeling than what she had heard.

"No...it's okay..."

Faced with such a weird and shocking thing, Su Congfang was afraid of scaring his old wife, so he quickly lied and claimed that he accidentally fell. At this time, the sound of horse hooves sounded again outside the door.

The hearts of everyone in the courtyard were in their throats. In an instant, a soldier wearing leather armor came in together with Fang Xuejun, who was guarding outside. The former raised his hand respectfully towards Su Congfang.

"I humbly pay homage to the Marquis. On the orders of the Third Young Master, I invite the Marquis, the old lady, and the Second Young Master to return to live in Ding'an City."

"Back to Ding'an?" The old couple was a little confused.

Su Lie was impatient and walked out of the roof, "What's going on?"

"The Third Young Master took over the Ding'an Army and has already captured Ding'an City."

In the yard, everyone was stunned and speechless, including Yin Suhuan, who had just come out of the house, covering his mouth and widening his eyes.

(End of this chapter)