The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Yan Xin is very puzzled by this, the current situation is like a game of chess without any suspense, the black chess has become a big dragon, showing the tendency of crushing, and the white chess is slightly guarded in a corner, but there is no way to slay the dragon.At this time, if White does not retreat, it will completely evolve into a deadly game and be swallowed up by Black.

The old general didn't give too many answers. If he didn't experience many things himself, these young people might not understand them all their lives.

Han Lie, who also followed the old general and walked side by side with Yan Xin, couldn't help but interjected: "General, didn't you say that Lord Inspector has personally led an army to reinforce Yanmen Pass?"

About half a month ago, Zhang Yi, the governor of Bingzhou, made a public stunt, saying that he would personally send troops to Yanmen Pass to fight the Xianbei people to the death, and never let the Xianbei people's conspiracy to go south succeed.

However, it was not until ten days ago that the governor started to set off from Jinyang, marching like a turtle. Even so, four or five days was enough to rush from Jinyang to Yanmen Pass, but now it has been ten days, but he is still gone. The figure of Lord Inspector, the hidden meaning in it, is intriguing.

In addition, the four groups of troops drawn from the pass early in the morning, a total of 2 people, have not arrived so far.

Disobedience to the order, the military law shall be executed.

Zhang Zhong has been in Bingzhou for decades, and no one has ever dared to disobey his military orders. Of course, the generals of the four-way command army naturally did not have the courage.

This shows that someone is behind the scenes and has tampered with it.

There are not many people who dare to challenge the Zhang family in Bingzhou, and they can be counted on one hand, but the most likely one is Zhang Yi, the governor.

The position of governor was originally a middle-level official responsible for supervising state and county affairs, but with the passage of time, it has now evolved into a powerful feudal official.

Zhang Zhong and Zhang Yi, both surnamed Zhang, might have been a family 500 years ago.Right now, the two of them are almost at the same level, with the tip of the needle facing each other, neither will give way to the other.

One is the supreme military commander of Bingzhou, and the other is the highest chief executive of Bingzhou.

Zhang Yi wants to completely control Bingzhou, and Zhang Zhong, who is high and powerful, has become the biggest stumbling block.Zhang Zhong not only mastered the military dispatch of the entire Bingzhou, but also was upright and strict, which made Zhang Yi, who once wanted to divide the Bingzhou equally with Zhang Zhong, frustrated many times.

Therefore, Zhang Zhong must die!

The southward movement of the Xianbei just created this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Zhang Yi.

The garrison of Yanmen Pass is less than [-]. As long as the reinforcements are cut off, it is only a matter of time before Yanmen Pass is breached.With Zhang Zhong's unyielding temperament, he will never abandon the pass and flee, and he will definitely fight to the death without retreating.

Zhang Yi seized Zhang Zhong's dead spot, so he marched very slowly, choosing to sit on the sidelines, and when Zhang Zhong's army was wiped out, he would go out to fight Xianbei again, so as to enjoy the benefits of the fisherman.

Of course, some people contributed to this, such as the Zheng family.

It's just that Zhang Yi overlooked one point. The Xianbei people known as the "grassland wolf" are notorious.

It was precisely because of Zhang Yi's selfishness that he almost brought an unprecedented catastrophe to the entire Han Dynasty.

Zhang Zhong didn't say a word about Han Lie's words. The intrigue in the officialdom can be described as hard to describe. It is possible that someone who still calls you a brother and brother today will stab you in the back tomorrow. Zhang Yi is well versed in the way of being an official. , Know how to manage the world, but if you want him to wear armor to fight the Xianbei, it will only kill more soldiers.

If possible, Zhang Zhong would rather Zhang Yi lead the people to retreat south than to send them to death in vain.

"Could it be that you really count on that kid Lu Fengxian?" Han Lie asked subconsciously.

"Lu Fengxian?"

Yan Xin murmured, and immediately understood, he turned his head and asked Han Lie: "The Lu Fengxian who led dozens of Xianbei soldiers?"

"It's not just as simple as breaking a thousand people. The Xianbei general was captured alive in Baokou Valley, and three thousand soldiers of Xianbei were wiped out at Pingfengkou, and Yunzhong County was easily captured..." Han Lie said with high spirits, which one is not worth applauding, Which one is not a great achievement in battle.In the past, those sour Confucian literati always sneered at their warriors with simple minds and well-developed limbs, who only knew how to kill with brute force. Now Lu Bu has given them a slap, no, a lot of loud "slaps" slaps. Han Lie, who is also a martial artist, felt elated and felt that Bel had a face.

Han Lie spoke vigorously, but Yan Xin didn't try to pour cold water on him.In his opinion, even if Lu Bu could capture Yunzhong County, he might not be able to gather an army of tens of thousands. If only thousands of people dared to come to reinforce Yanmen Pass, it would not be much different from a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

The old general had already walked to the stone steps leading to the gate, looked up, turned off the lights, and the patrolling soldiers looked dignified and never relaxed.

His grandson, Zhang Liao, said that a young man surnamed Xi said before he left that as long as he could hold on to Yanmen Pass for a month, reinforcements would arrive to relieve Yanmen Pass.

There are still three days left, which is the limit of January, but, can the remaining soldiers stick to it for three days?

I'm afraid it will be difficult all day.

The old general raised his steps and pressed lightly on the steps paved with bluestone, step by step.

It has been more than [-] years since the founding of the Han Dynasty, and Yanmen Pass has been passed down for more than [-] years, and nothing has been lost. Zhang Zhong did not hesitate to die, but Yanmen Pass must not be lost!

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Chapter 47 Listen to the sound of hooves

As the sun rose the next day, the Xianbei once again launched a fierce offensive against Yanmen Pass.

Thousands of Xianbei people and a large number of siege equipment were thrown into the battlefield. The old general sitting on the tower personally walked up to the top of the city with a knife in his hand. Let the Xianbei thieves climb the city wall.

The battle lasted from sunrise to the west in the afternoon, before it stopped.

The setting sun set on the hillside, filling the distant horizon with sunset glow.

Dusk has never been a time worthy of praise. After dusk, darkness erodes light, and the earth falls into a black eternal night.

The blood soaked the city wall, from the top to the corner of the city, as if this tall monster had been re-dressed in red.

From time to time, the two-foot-tall iron gate made strange 'creaking' noises, and occasionally some pieces of stone and wood fell sparsely from the top.

In front of Yanmen Pass, there was a pile of dead bodies, more than [-]. They were arranged in a haphazard manner, and the blood that flowed out filled the surrounding potholes.

Any description in any language seems pale at this moment, this is war.

The cruelty of war has never been understood by those high-ranking historians. They have never been there, and they will only pick up cinnabar after hearing about it, and leave a sentence lightly on the thick bamboo slips, In a certain month of a certain year, the Han army defeated Xianbei and captured tens of thousands.

They also don't think about what kind of tragedy it is that "a general dies in a hundred battles, but a strong man is hard to return".

After closing the door, the soldiers who had been fighting for a day were extremely exhausted. They sat on the ground limply and rested their backs against the city wall. Almost everyone had scars of different sizes on their bodies.

Woo Tungsten ~ Woo Tungsten ~

The dull and melodious horn sounded again, and the black crows eating downstairs spread their wings. Hundreds of black crows fluttered and flew like a black whirlwind that covered the sky.

The closed soldiers leaned on their weapons and barely supported themselves, and they were all too familiar with the low sound of the horn.For them, it was like a death invitation from hell, which had already taken away too many lives.

Their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably, but their eyes remained firm as before.

Everyone is afraid of death, but they can't retreat!

In the few miles behind Yanmen Pass, there are their parents, wives and children, and their homeland that has been cultivated and grown for many years. They will never allow this group of barbarians from outside the pass to wreak havoc.

The weapon in his hand couldn't help being a little tighter, and bones were visible at the knuckles.

Ladders, well rails, carts, battering hammers...

A series of siege machines slowly advanced from a distance.

Budugen Xianyi Wangjia stood at the forefront of the army, his eyes like a tiger couldn't hide his joy, and Yanmenguan, which he thought about day and night, would eventually become his bag.

The spirit horse under the crotch felt the strong fighting intent emanating from its master, and stepped on the ground with all its strength, panting heavily.

Budugen raised his whip in his hand, and swung it in the direction of Yanmen Pass.