The Yuan Family of the Three Kingdoms I call the shots

Chapter 286 Capture Chang'an
Just as Zhao Yun and Yuan Shang were talking, a torch swung back and forth several times in the sight of the scouts on the city wall of the ancient capital of Chang'an, which immediately caught the scouts' deep attention.

"My lord! There is a signal at the city gate. It is the signal that General Zhang Yan and General Sun Qing agreed with us in advance!"

When Yuan Shang heard the words, he was shocked immediately, and hurriedly raised his head to look, looking deeply for a while, and then there was a trace of his usual smile on the corner of Yuan Shang's mouth.

"Brothers, the time has come, come to me! Break through the city gates, take Chang'an, and use it as our foothold in Guanzhong! The soldiers of the three armies only need to advance, and are not allowed to retreat. Those who disobey the order will be executed. Let me rush! !"

The night wind was blowing, and outside Chang'an City, which was still silent just now, I suddenly remembered the sound of drums and horns resounding through the night sky. The crazily surging towards Chang'an City was like a whirlwind, leaving behind white shadows.

But at this moment, in the city of Chang'an, Sun Qing led his elite soldiers to solve the guards at the city gate, opened the city gate, and the suspension bridge "creaked" slowly fell, accompanied by a loud "boom". sound, and fell deeply into the dust.

Seeing that everything was going well, Yuan Shang immediately waved the handsome flag in his hand, and said loudly: "Soldiers of the three armies don't have to worry about it, just go in directly, break through the Chang'an prefect's mansion, and kill the general here!"

There was hardly any order from Yuan Shang. At the moment when the suspension bridge fell, the soldiers of the three armies rushed into the city, causing a burst of panic in the silent city.

"Who?" After getting the news, the defense team in the city rushed to stop him, but the leader didn't even finish his question when he saw Zhao Yun bent his bow and set an arrow, and raised his hand to shoot the opponent's throat, and then Quickly exchanged guns for arrows, like a white shooting star, directly killing towards the depths of the city, whenever encountering enemy troops on the road, they would either have guns or arrows, and there were no three-in-one men under his command, so it can be said that he was unparalleled in bravery.

In just a short moment, Chang'an City was already full of killing noises. Faced with the sudden attack of Yuan Jun, most of Cao Jun didn't even have time to react.

But at this moment, in the Chang'an Prefect's Mansion, Zhang Yan had already dared to lead the soldiers with a knife to advance quickly in front of everyone. At that time, Mao Jie was already fully dressed and led the guards out. His teeth were itching, and he roared loudly at Zhang Yan: "Shameless and untrustworthy thief! An dare to plot against me, Chang'an, and I will never die with you today!"

Zhang Yan stood with his sword horizontally, and stood in the middle of the prefect's mansion with a big knock. Hearing the words, he was not ashamed, but proud. It’s a bit slower! I deserve to die here today, and let Lao Tzu accomplish a great feat!”

"The thieves are going crazy!" After Mao Jie said, he stopped talking nonsense with Zhang Yan, and led his guards to charge towards him. The two sides fought against each other, and they were in the courtyard of the eunuch's mansion. The fight was exhilarating. The pitiful and well-decorated prefect's mansion suddenly became a series of human beings. Because of the mutual attack and killing of soldiers from the two sides, it was devastated, and there were broken tiles and rubble everywhere. I don't know how to repair it afterwards, and even if it can be repaired, I don't know how much effort and money it will cost.

Zhang Yan really didn't care about that. He brandished a big knife and slaughtered left and right. He either chopped people or things. Feeling so distressed, I just rushed forward and tried my best.

There were many soldiers and horses between the two of them, but they saw Mao Jie rushing to the left and slaughtering the right, and he seemed to be invincible for a while. He was a civil servant, but he also learned the six arts since he was a child, and he was quite a Confucian general. Once the wind strikes, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can resist. In a short time, many of Zhang Yan's subordinates were beaten by him with his sword, and fled in all directions, howling.

Seeing that he was about to kill Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan, who was not idle all the time, yelled and laughed, and jumped to Mao Jie's side, the saber in his hand slashed Mao Jie's neck. As if it had been calculated, before the knife arrived, the cold wind arrived first, and a layer of goose bumps suddenly appeared on Mao Jie's body.

Fortunately, he has been fighting in the north and south for many years, and he has quite some experience. In a dangerous situation, he unexpectedly used a trick that is extremely disgusting, but when his knees softened, he rolled on the spot, and a vicious dog turned over. Can barely escaped Zhang Yan's surprise attack, the blade whizzed past not far above his head, it was really chilling.

Mao Jie wanted to stand up and fight back, but Zhang Yan didn't give him this chance. He jumped up and swung a knife at Mao Jie who was about to stand up. Striking from the top down, this strike and the downward chop are like the momentum of Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

Although Mao Jie wanted to get up, he was pushed back by the momentum of the knife. In desperation, he had to turn over on the spot, rolled backwards again, and dodged.

"You fucking donkey! You just know how to roll!" Zhang Yan's offensive continued unabated, but he still had the leisure to exit and bury Maojie.

Mao Jie is not the one who suffers from being soft-spoken. Hearing the words, he still rolls around and opens his mouth to fight back: "Fart! The thief you killed today is a donkey, and Mao is a dog!"

Zhang Yan couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and said to himself: "Damn, what's the difference? Look at the trick!" After saying that, he jumped up, and another slash was thrown at his head and face.

Mao Jie rolled to and fro, already rolled to the end of the crossbow, he really couldn't roll any more, in desperation, he had no choice but to hold the hilt of the sword and forcefully knock the knife that Zhang Yan had slashed outward, only to hear a muffled clang.Immediately, Mao Jie's chest felt tight, his eyes were pitch black, and his arms felt numb from the palm of his tiger's mouth to his armpit as if struck by lightning.

Although Mao Jie had practiced swords since he was a child, how could he be on par with the old swallow bandit when he wielded his strength? It was his blessing to be able to block this strike, but it was absolutely impossible for him to block the second strike.

Mao Jie let out a cry of pain, and with the power of Zhang Yan's knife, he rolled again and rolled directly into the main hall. The severe pain in his shoulder made him stagger, and the blood from his shoulder blades almost flowed out from the armor. Dare to stay, stand up directly, and run along the left side of the hall to the back garden of the prefect's mansion.

Zhang Yanzhi was on top of him, how could he let him leave easily at this moment, the old Yan thief licked his lips, laughed twice, raised his knife and followed Mao Jie's buttocks to chase after him.

Mao Jie ran and crawled until he reached the back garden. He staggered and accidentally tripped over and fell on the wetland in the back garden.

Zhang Yan laughed loudly, walked up to Mao Jie step by step, and said with a smile: "Grandson, you want to escape from Lao Tzu, but you are still a little tender, accept your fate!"

After all, he raised his knife and was about to kill Mao Jie, but Mao Jie suddenly turned over and looked at Zhang Yan coldly. At some point in his hand, he took out a short sleeve arrow from his bosom. The arrow pointed directly at Zhang Yan's throat, making people tremble with fear.

Zhang Yan was startled when she saw this, but she saw that Mao Jie was about to pull the string and shoot, but when she heard the sound of "嗖!", a sharp arrow was shot from behind and pierced Mao Jie deeply. On the back of his head, Mao Jie's glasses stared round, full of fear and unwillingness, and then the corners of his mouth squirmed a few times, and he fell backwards, falling on the deep land of Chang'an City.

Zhang Yan looked straight behind Mao Jie, but saw Zhao Yun walking over slowly with a precious carved bow in his hand, looked down at the dead Mao Jie, nodded and said: "Changan Prefect Mao Jie Well, this official university is a good deal. I don’t know how many sheep and horses he traded for his head.”

Zhang Yan stared blankly for a while, then suddenly his face changed, and he said angrily: "What the hell! This old boy is my prey! Does he have a shitty relationship with you, a butcher?"

Zhao Yun moved his eyes away from Mao Jie's dead face, squinted at Zhang Yan, and said disdainfully: "Why is it yours? Your name Zhang Yan is written on a piece of skin on his body. I saved your life." If you are not grateful, you still take the lead with me, you deserve to have no military exploits in your life!"

Zhang Yan was about to explode when he heard the words, but what Zhao Yun said was the truth, but he had no way to refute it. He could only watch helplessly as the credit slipped away from his hands, and the two just looked at each other quietly. Yes, but Zhang Yan gritted his teeth and asked Zhao Yun: "Why are you here? You are not a horse leading an army to attack the city outside with the lord? Why did you appear in the back garden of the Chang'an prefect's mansion? I just led the troops in." Why didn't I see you when I was there?"

Zhao Yun pouted slightly backwards, and said: "The back door, such a big Chang'an prefect's mansion, do you only have a front door for you? You should be a den of thieves in your Black Mountain, making it so shabby."

Zhang Yan gritted her teeth, wishing she could pounce on Zhao Yun and kill him.

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Mao Jie died, Chang'an fell, and Yuan Shang's army entered Chang'an. The news was quickly reported to Cao Cao's commander-in-chief through scouting horses.

"Yuan Shang captured Chang'an and made Chang'an into a high trench. It cannot be broken by ordinary troops. Even if there are enough soldiers and horses to attack hard, it will definitely not be able to break it in a day. This kid Yuan Shang, is he a man or a ghost? There is such a miracle?"

Beside Cao Cao, Cheng Yu smiled wryly, and said, "My lord, since I saw this man in Guandu, this kid has given us a little bit of surprise, so he must have resorted to some sinister tricks."

Cao Cao frowned, stroked the beard on his chin, and said: "Chang'an was destroyed, Yuan Shang entered Chang'an, what should we do?"

Cheng Yu coughed in a low voice, and said: "The city of Chang'an is strong, and Yuan Shang is also resourceful, so it is not easy to attack by force. You might as well observe Yuan Jun's combat power first, and let Ma Chao lead the troops to attack to test his ability. Think again and try to break it. Fang is the best policy.”

　Mother's Day is here, I wish all the mothers in the world healthy and happy
　　
　
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