Three Kingdoms: I Have a Showdown, I Am Cao Cao

And Pang De, who has been watching the Wugu exit nervously for a few days, when he saw the cold light from the swords in the distance, he didn't know whether it was aimed at the defenders or at the entire Chang'an, and roared with all his strength. :

"The enemy is attacking! The whole army is on alert!"

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Chapter five hundred and ninety-four, how can we live alone

When tens of thousands of iron horses are galloping on the field, what kind of scene should it be... Only those who have seen this scene with their own eyes are qualified to describe it.

That's really overwhelming... Mountains and tsunamis...

A pitch-black wave suddenly rose from the plains, mercilessly destroying all life along the way.

It is like a blade that is waving towards the target, everything in front of the blade will be easily cut off.

The long horn sounded, and Pang De personally beat the drum for Chang'an.

It's just... Today's Chang'an is like an empty city with no one to fight. There are only thousands of soldiers. They have to overcome the fear in their hearts and respond to the sound of drums with howls.

The people of Chang'an City carried night lamps, and countless people cried and prayed that the poor Chang'an would not be swallowed up by the fire again.

The children threw themselves into their mother's arms, crying constantly, while the young mother shrank and stared at the trembling bowls and chopsticks on the table... the cavalry is here... the cavalry has come to collect people.

Those who fled have fled Chang'an from Xuanping Gate and Qingming Gate in the east of the city three days ago.

Tonight, those still in Chang'an are mostly the old, the weak, the sick and the young who can't leave——

They want to leave, but they can't... The feeling of waiting for death in despair is something that not everyone can face calmly.

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Zhong Yao on the city wall, looking at the Xiliang iron cavalry who rushed over without any scruples, took a deep breath to adjust his mentality more than once.

"Maybe this old man's life will stop here..."

He thought to himself, but suddenly heard a soldier beside him shouting:

"Prefect! General! A group of soldiers and horses appeared in the southwest! They supported the banner of the word Zhao and were heading towards Chang'an!"

"What did you say?"

For a moment, Zhong Yao was desperate, thinking that there was more than one army attacking Chang'an... He knew that Han Sui and Zhang Lu were going together to attack Chang'an... They couldn't bear the [-] people... If there were still people like this The wave of rebellion... It's not just that Chang'an is going to have an accident... Even Longyou can resist such an offensive is a question.

But... but what did he hear?

Zhao character banner?

Suddenly excited and unable to control the importance of himself, he quickly rushed to the west side of the city wall. He leaned out and looked at the southwest mountain pass. He saw that under the moonlight, amidst the dust, a team was no less powerful than the front. The soldiers and horses of the Xiliang iron cavalry, which were coming fiercely, were rushing towards Chang'an.

"It's not the enemy! It's reinforcements! It's... Qiang Dao Ling Zhao Ang's army!"

"Quick!! Quickly respond to General Zhao!"

Zhong Yao was already a few years old, but when he realized that the reinforcements had arrived, it was still difficult for him to calm down his excitement.

He shouted loudly towards the guards in the city... Countless soldiers who had almost lost their fighting spirit due to despair, suddenly cheered up when they heard reinforcements coming from the southwest!

Chang'an City was revitalized in an instant!

The war drums rang in unison, and the shouts of killing soared into the sky, not only in the army of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, but also in the sky above Chang'an.

"what happened!"

Han Sui shouted, his eyes full of anger.

Soon there were soldiers beside him who reported to him:

"Report to the general! An army suddenly appeared on the west side! It seems to be a reinforcement from Chang'an... The vanguard led by the Zhao character banner... is running towards us non-stop! General! What to do!"

Han Sui finally made a foul language:

"Mother's! It's really Zhao Ang! If I knew it was today, when he was still under Wei Kang, he should have killed him!"

He spat in anger, with a grim expression on his face, and responded quickly:

"The army obeys the order! Defeat the enemy's reinforcements first! Zhang Tianshi will besiege Chang'an from behind! Drive!"

Han Sui raised his spear in anger, and where the spear pointed, the iron cavalry was going to kill. The Xiliang iron cavalry, which turned around instantly, rushed towards Zhao Ang's army to help Chang'an without stopping...

They are heavy cavalry... The cavalry army led by Zhao Ang is mostly an army made up...

And as Han Sui said.

When they shifted their target and decided to defeat Chang'an's reinforcements first, Meridian Valley finally fought out the battle of Chang'an, the most terrifying army——

Huang Huang's shocking call, like the Sanskrit sound, came from every person in an army of [-]:

"It is obligatory to kill dissidents!"

Someone is singing!Chanting the teachings of the Five Dou Rice Sect, in the eyes of the fanatical believers, there is only the desire to destroy Chang'an and kill dissidents.

This is a group of lunatics, a group of lunatics crazy for the favor of the Celestial Master.

They are ignorant people... But at this moment, they have the terrifying combat effectiveness of Cao Cao's most elite soldiers and horses.

Square headscarves and white clothed Hanzhong people all over the mountains and fields approached Chang'an step by step with heavy steps.

Zhang Luyao sat on the sedan chair in the open air.

Beside him are dancing servants, and the servants' faces are full of happy expressions of bliss.

Then... Zhang Lu raised his eyes, pointed to the lonely city of Chang'an with a distant hand, and said with a smile as if he was playing.

"ruined it..."

Immediately afterward, thousands of congregants shouted chants that would even be heartbreaking to hear:

"Five buckets of rice! Ten thousand people prosper!"

"Master has an order! Chang'an is destroyed!"

"Master has an order! Chang'an is destroyed..."

At this moment, if anyone can watch this frenzy that spreads like an epidemic at close range, can they still say even a word of fearlessness?

It seems that the whole world is under the control of this group of fanatical believers. At this moment... in the heaven and the earth, only Zhang Lu is the biggest... Chang'an?It's just a small town that can be destroyed by Nianzhi.

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Zhao Ang naturally saw the powerful Xiliang iron cavalry who suddenly turned his head and killed him.

He gritted his teeth and roared in an angry voice:

"Zhao Qu Liang Kuan! You lead ten thousand soldiers and horses to rush to Zhong Taishou! The Xiliang soldiers and horses here, I and General Pang Gong and Yang Fu will lead the army to resist!"

"Old Zhao! What nonsense are you talking about! Those are Han Sui's soldiers and horses of Xiliang! There are [-] Xiliang heavy cavalry, and we will take away [-]! What are you fighting against with [-]!"

"Stop talking nonsense! I, Zhao Ang, came here today, and I have no intention of going back alive! Zhao Qu! Hurry up and go to Chang'an! Otherwise, I will be the first to behead you!"

Zhao Ang, who was stern and serious, looked very terrifying at the moment, but Zhao Qu, Liang Kuan and others... Which one is not the brother who lives and dies together with Zhao Ang?

They guard Liangzhou together, and they have worked hard for the big man... At this moment... Zhao Ang told them to abandon themselves, no matter who they are, they can't do such indifferent behavior...

However... there simply wasn't that much time for them to think about.

Zhao Ang gritted his teeth and kicked Zhao Qu's horse's ass. The frightened horse couldn't help but run towards Chang'an.

The army was split into two instantly. Zhao Ang was short with a gun, and without saying a word, he directly led the crowd to kill in the direction of Han Sui's army.

In the distance...there was only a desperate roar:

"Zhao Ang, you bastard! If you dare to die! How many of our brothers dare not collect your corpse! bastard!"

"Ha ha…"

"Then don't take it..."

Zhao Ang murmured, with only determination in his eyes.

He may not know that Wang Yi, who was left by her in Jicheng, is sitting on a bench at home at the moment - there is a long lamp on the table, which she lit for her husband Zhao Ang.

And on the beam... a bunch of white silk is slowly falling down——

Wang Yi smiled softly. She propped her head up and flipped through the family letters on the table that she had sent her thoughts to with Zhao Ang... She had long known that Zhao Ang left this time with the heart of mortal death——

Wang Yi, who was humming a little tune, put all the tenderness in the song:

"How can we live alone..."

Sometimes people cry when they laugh and laugh.

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Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-Five: The young man is good at archery!

Zhao Ang has regarded this battle as the last battle of his life.

With a wave of the long lance, Zhao Qiang steered his horse forward——

This is destined to be a battle between eggs and stones, but on the battlefield... some battles are not necessarily won...

Half an hour?

an hour?

Zhao Ang didn't know how much time he could buy for Chang'an by relying on these [-] cavalry troops alone.

But...even so, he...as an official of a big man...before the country survives, he is willing to repay the country with death.

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boom…

In the battle of Chang'an, the first battle started on the plains. Zhao Ang and two lieutenants, Pang Gong and Yang Fu, led the [-] cavalry, and the nearly [-] Xiliang iron cavalry led by Han Sui were in short contact.

When the cavalry collided, the scene was often very miserable.

In just one breath, the stumps flew around, blood spattered, and many Zhao family cavalrymen with long lances, even the heavy armor of the Xiliang iron cavalry, were stabbed to death by the opponent's random spears.

Countless people fell off their horses and wanted to get up, but they were unable to resist the horse's hoof that came with great strength, and soon died under the horse's hoof, and then they were trampled into flesh.

On the battlefield, whoever has a higher fighting spirit will be able to win.

The howls in Zhao Ang's army were more like they were expressing their unwillingness in their chests. They were unwilling to be killed so simply, and they couldn't do anything to hurt the other party—

This kind of scream, the more you listen to it, the more frightening you feel in your heart—

The cavalry passed by... It took about a moment—