The Yuan Family of the Three Kingdoms I call the shots

Chapter 485 Bloody Battle in Chang'an ([-])
Yuan Shang led 7 horses, intending to fight Yan Xing head-on.

Yan Xing counted thousands of times, and never wanted Yuan Shangxin to gather a large army in the shortest time when he arrived in Guanzhong. This could not help but move Yan Xing and others.

Sitting in the handsome seat, Yan Xing tried his best to show a calm expression, but the sweat in his hands had unconsciously betrayed his uneasy heart.

As if seeing the hesitation on Yan Xing's face, Meng Jian smiled casually, and comforted Yan Xingdao: "Yan Shuai doesn't need to worry too much, Yuan Shang's speed and means of entanglement with soldiers and horses are beyond our expectations. But forgive him for coming to Chang'an this time, but he will not be able to cause much trouble. Just imagine, the general, a surrendered army that has just surrendered has low morale and uncertain hearts. Your Majesty, it is obvious that Zhang Lu was captured and had no choice but to surrender to Yuan Shang, if there is a direct confrontation, why would you work for him?"

Yan Xing rubbed his chin, thought about it carefully, and felt that what Meng Jian said was reasonable, so he was slightly relieved.

Zhao Ang, who had been kneeling on the ground, heard that Yuan Shang was coming, got up hurriedly, cupped his hands and said in a loud voice: "I want to report to Yan Shuai, the last general failed to attack Chang'an, this time Yuan Shang came, and the last general is willing to pay for his merits and take a Soldiers and horses go to fight Yuan Shang and capture him alive to relieve Yan Shuai's chest depression!"

Hearing this, Yan Xing couldn't help but gave Zhao Ang a hard look, and said angrily: "Fart! Just you? Still captured alive? You can't even beat down the city of Chang'an where two women are stationed. Sending you there is not enough for Yuan Shangsaiya It's so bad...to deal with Yuan Shang, I have to go out personally...Chang'an will stop fighting! Gather the whole army and go to deal with Yuan Shang!"
"Wait a minute!" When the words fell, Yang Fu hurried out of the shift, and said to Yan Xing, "Yan Shuai, Hao Zhao is seriously ill, and Chang'an has been attacked repeatedly by our army. If we turn to Yuan Shang, the soldiers and civilians in Chang'an City will be able to breathe, and the hard work of these days will be in vain!"

Yan Xing heard the words, turned his head to look at Meng Jian, and asked what he meant.

Meng Jian stroked his beard, thought carefully for a while, and said: "In this case, we might as well separate out a part of the army to rob Yuan Shang, and the rest of the troops will attack Chang'an with all their strength. As long as Chang'an City is destroyed, the capital will be lost. There is no longer any place to stand in Guanzhong, Yuan Shang can only lead his troops back to Hebei obediently, don't want to touch Yongliang again."

Yan Xing suddenly realized when he heard the words, pondered for a while, and suddenly said: "But the division of troops...would it be dangerous?"

Yang Fu interjected, "Don't worry about Yan Shuai. What Duke Meng said is true. Yuan Shangkong has 7 troops, but they are all descended troops from Hanzhong. Their morale is not high, their morale is not stable, and they are mobs! What's more, we joined forces with the Qiang people. There are already more than Yuan Shang, so there is no problem in dividing the troops."

Yan Xing thought about this reason, nodded and said: "Okay, if this is the case, then send a Biao army to stop Yuan Shang, and I will personally join the Qiang army to attack Chang'an, kill Gao Rou, and capture Cai Yan and Ma Yunlu alive Ladies, after the matter is over, how can Yuan Shang meet me?... Well, generals, who is willing to lead an army to stop Yuan Shang?"

After Yan Xing finished speaking, the generals hadn't said anything yet, Zhao Ang stood up with his chest up and his head upright, cupped his hands at Yan Xing, and said, "Shuai Yan, the final general is willing to fight Yuan Shang!"

Yan Xing frowned, and said: "Zhao Ang, what's wrong with you, you have repeatedly challenged to fight Yuan Shang, and Yuan Shang threw your child into the well?"

As soon as Yan Xing finished speaking, Zhao Yue, the son of Zhao Ang in Zhujiang's class, coughed heavily, glanced at Yan Xing with embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "Report to Yan Shuai... I will live well and not fall into the well..."
Meng Jian, on the other hand, looked carefully at Zhao Ang, who had a fighting look on his face, then rolled his eyes, and said, "Since Zhao Ang wants to fight, Yan Shuai might as well let him go, but you can't win a fight with him, you just have to fight." We need to stick to it, just defend Yuan Shang's offensive, and it won't be too late for Yan Shuai to take down Chang'an and join forces in one place."

"Well..." Yan Xing pondered carefully for a while before nodding his head and said: "This statement is reasonable, and we will act according to Mr. Gongwei's words. Zhao Ang, I have [-] elite troops with you. You go to guard Yuan Shang and go to Chang'an There is no need for a direct confrontation, as long as you block his approach, and after taking Chang'an with me, I will make peace with you and defeat Yuan together."

Hearing this, Zhao Ang's face was not very good-looking, he hesitated to look at Yan Xing, and said: "If you don't fight, what's the point of going there if you don't fight the last general..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Ang met Yan Xing's sharp eyes, the light in those eyes was so intense that Zhao Ang was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he swallowed his words.

After everyone discussed their respective division of labor tasks and the next step of military deployment, they immediately dispersed the accounts.

Meng Jian kept looking at Zhao Ang who took the initiative to invite Ying to fight Yuan Shang, and his heart moved slightly. After the generals dispersed, Meng Jian chased out the commander's tent, greeted the deputy general who followed Zhao Ang to fight Chang'an the day before yesterday, and asked: " Zhao Ang's fighting spirit towards Yuan Shang is very strong, it is very unusual, you followed him to attack Chang'an, but did you see something strange in it?"

The deputy general pondered for a while after hearing the words, and said: "There is nothing strange, but when General Zhao attacked the city with General Zhao, he always listened to what he said...Miss Wang, sister or something..."

"Oh..." Meng Jian suddenly realized when he heard the words, as if he understood something.

"Sure enough, it's the hero who is sad about the beauty... So it's because of the girl from the Wang family, which is a bit interesting. I don't know what color the girl from the Wang family is, but she can be so fascinated by Zhao Ang..."

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Yan Xingbing divided into two groups. He led most of the soldiers and horses to capture Chang'an, while Zhao Ang led a group of Biao troops to hold the pass along the way and block Yuan Shang's way to Chang'an.

Yuan Shang's soldiers and horses soon arrived at the main pass where Zhao Ang was stationed.

Zhao Ang's barracks were built near the mountains and rivers, blocking the main roads.

After Yuan Shang knew about it, he ordered the soldiers and horses to set up camp for the time being, while he himself led the guards and generals to observe Zhao Ang's camp in person.

After watching for a while, Yuan Shang frowned.

"By mountains and rivers, setting up camp on the right road, this is obviously to delay our marching speed, and then they attack Chang'an quickly."

Beside Yuan Shang, Ma Chao snorted and asked for a fight: "We have even dealt with Zhang Lu and Bazhou soldiers, and we are still afraid that Yan Xing's army will be part of the army, and the general is willing to fight at the end. Capture Zhao Ang alive and dedicate it to the lord!"

Yuan Shang rubbed his chin, and thought about it carefully: "The other party is choking the main road, avoiding the battle with deep ditches and high fortresses. If they fight hard, they will suffer a lot of casualties. Yan Xing and the Qiang allied forces are much more than us, and Song Jian More than [-] soldiers are currently stationed in the southern part of Liangzhou, staring at them, not knowing what to do, the depletion of soldiers and horses is not good for us, it is better to lure them to fight..."

After returning to the camp, Yuan Shang immediately found Zhong Yao and others, and discussed how to lead Zhao Ang to send troops so quickly, and then fight him head-on. Everyone was discussing, and suddenly saw a scout rushing into the tent, facing Yuan Shangyi Cupping his hands, he said: "My lord, Zhao Ang, who was stationed at the pass, rectified his troops and led his troops out from the pass. He set up a formation in front of our army, and shouted loudly to invite us to fight!"

As soon as these words came out, all the generals couldn't help being stunned.

Zhong Yao stroked the beard on his chin, looked at Yuan Shang curiously, and said, "Zhao Ang was ordered by Yan Xing to station at the crossing, with the intention of blocking our march. He should mainly stick to the camp... We are thinking about how to lure He went out to fight, why did he come out first and set up a battle with us?"

Yuan Shang also seemed to be a little dazed, but he came back to his senses after a while, but he shook his head with a smile, and said: "No matter what the other party thinks or what conspiracy, in short, it saves us from wasting our brains to seduce him." The time to fight... Let's form an army to deal with him, and we will win or lose the battle!"

Zhong Yao was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "No design, no plan? Isn't it a bit sloppy to fight directly head-on?"

Yuan Shang shook his head and said: "Otherwise, although the morale of the Hanzhong Army has been raised by me, and it has become an angry and brave army, but to fundamentally improve its combat power, it still has to fight head-to-head... Zhao Ang Confused, we can't be confused."

Zhong Yao was stunned when he heard the words, and said, "So, you want to use Zhao Ang's soldiers and horses to train soldiers?"

Yuan Shang nodded, then turned his head, looked at Pang De who was under his hand and said, "Ling Ming!"

Pound stood up straight away: "The end is here!"

"Arrange the troops, and you will lead the old Hanzhong army as the main force. Wang Ping's Brazilian soldiers and horses are not supported, and we will face Zhao Ang. Xu Sheng is not allowed to be defeated!"

Pound cupped his hands and said boldly: "My lord, don't worry, the final general is willing to issue a military order! My lord will break it!"

Yuan Shang nodded and said with a smile: "I won't show up, I'll wait for your news in the handsome tent."

"promise!"

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Right in front of Yuan Jun's camp, it was noon.

When the sun was rising, the snow was spreading on the ground in Guanzhong, the cold was no longer there, on the contrary, it was a little clearer and cooler.

Pang De led the Hanzhong soldiers and horses out of battle, facing the strong wind, watching the approaching army from afar.

But in the distance, there was a seemingly black iron wall, and the chairs were laid out in a straight line, slowly advancing towards their own town.

Pound shook the long-handled hook knife in his hand, knowing that it was Zhao Ang's army coming.

Not long after, the enemy army approached, and Pound stared at the army carefully, but he saw that all black flags and black armor were dressed in exactly the same style as Yan Xing, and there were a lot of people in the place, overwhelmingly facing his side Come in crowds.

Zhao Ang, the opponent's main general, obviously has some skills. When his soldiers and horses approached his side, he had already started to change formations. The black water snake formations all changed as they walked, forming dozens of large formations with each other. Soldiers and horses swarmed towards Pound all the way.

After a while, Zhao Ang's front soldiers and horses were within the range of the Hanzhong Army's front bows and crossbows.

"Crossbowmen, let the arrows go!" Pound flicked his hook knife and shouted angrily.

The order was passed on, and in a short while, the three thousand Hanzhong archers had already released their arrows, like a net of heaven and earth, rushing towards the local formation.

(End of this chapter)