New Story of Lv Bu

At the end of August 16th, the gate tower of the north gate of Guangzong County.

Ren Gong General Zhang Liang had blood red eyes, standing on the north gate tower, staring blankly at the Yellow Turban Army and the Bingzhou Army who were fighting. He was covered with blood all over his body, and the leather boots on his head, face, body, and feet were covered with scarlet blood stains. The blood stains were mixed with dust and oily sweat from his body, so dirty.

At this moment, his mind was focused on the situation, and he didn't care about how dirty he was. Besides, the several yellow scarf Qushuai and big head collars on his left and right are also like this. The beard and hair are mixed with grass sticks and dirt. The clothes on his body are strips of clothes, with large areas of skin exposed. If you don’t look closely, you think they are a group Beggar.

After more than two hours of fierce fighting, the south gate, east gate, and west gate of Guangzong City have been captured by the Bingzhou Army, and a large number of Bingzhou pawns are attacking the North Gate Tower along the east and west walls. Under the city wall, with the assistance of catapults, the Han army infantrymen were clearing the yellow turbans in the house. A large number of yellow turban infantry came out with their hands high and surrendered, and then the state infantry started to search with their weapons.

Several extremely sturdy mansions, such as government offices and warehouses, became strongholds for the Yellow Turban Army. Three or four thousand yellow turbans stood there, harassing the Bingzhou Army with bows and arrows while shouting loudly. "Come on!" "Han dogs! Come up and fight!" The Bingzhou army didn't talk nonsense, and directly pushed a few catapults up. After a few thunderbolts, one of the strongest Dazhais collapsed. Suddenly, the audience was silent.

The yellow towels in the other mansions looked at each other, and their hearts became cold. The Han army was ruthless! There were at least eight or nine hundred yellow towels in that mansion, and now they have all been carried by a nest, and none of them came out! The silence lasted only half of the time, and white flags protruded from the windows of several big houses, and the yellow trousers raised their hands and surrendered one by one.

Those mansions were the last line of defense for the Yellow Turban Army in Guangzong City. As soon as the Yellow Turbans inside the mansion surrendered, the North Gate Tower was exposed under the slings of the Bingzhou Army. The heavy soldiers of the Union State Army hurried forward and cleared a road. A dozen catapults moved forward slowly, seemingly about to attack the North Gate Tower.

Regardless of whether the city was up or down, the distance between the Han army and Zhang Liang was no more than four hundred steps. In the entire Guangzong City, the Yellow Turbans are still fighting, and they are not more than 7,000 people. A large number of old and weak women and children were evacuated from the east gate, west gate and south gate under the supervision of the Bingzhou Army. The line was so long that they could not be seen at a glance.

Their faces were full of horror and horror. The old people held the children tightly, for fear that once they let go, these weak lives would leave them. The women were wearing ragged clothes, looking hatefully at the Union Army who took the lives of their father and brother, spitting and cursing in their mouths from time to time. The children huddled in the arms of their mother and the old man, closed their eyes, not daring to take a look at the **** scene.

"General Ren Gong! Hurry up! If you don't leave, it will be too late!" "The tower is already within the shooting range of the Han army catapult!" A few big heads of yellow turban persuaded him, but General Zhang Liang refused to do so. Moved, he has been reluctant to break through. At this moment, he has lost all thoughts and lost the ability to think and make decisions.

Within three days, the second brother Zhang Bao and the eldest brother Zhang Jiao died in battle. Now, overnight, the rock-solid Guangzong City was about to lose his hand. All this had hit him too much, and he couldn't accept it and couldn't adapt. Zhang Liang, the always-savvy and decisive general, has become a walking dead, and his soul has disappeared from the moment Julu was defeated.

boom! Only a thunderbolt-like loud noise was heard, and a corner of the North Gate Tower was blown up by a catapult of the Union State Army! The big heads on the left and right were shocked. They quickly picked up Zhang Liang and ran out of the tower, only to hear a bang, and the north gate tower collapsed! "Quickly go!" The crowd helped Zhang Liang on their horses with all hands and feet, and surrounded him to escape from the north gate.

Just after running for more than a mile, the fighting in Guangzong City stopped. Zhang Liang looked back. On the ruins of the North Gate Tower, a white flag slowly rose, and the remaining yellow towels surrendered to the Bingzhou Army. . "Wow~~~" After a stern trombone, two lines of tears rolled down Zhang Liang's eyes!

"General Ren Gong! Stay with the green hills, don't worry about no firewood! Let's go!" "If you don't leave, it will be too late!" Zhang Liang stopped the grief and wiped away his tears. "Let's go." At this moment, he finally regained his ability to think and decide. As long as the seed is there, it will ignite the prairie fire again!

"General Zhang Liang? It has been known for a long time! Quickly dismount and surrender! Forgive you for not dying!" A loud shout sounded not far away. Zhang Liang was taken aback and looked up. Under the banner of Lu, a majestic and energetic husband, holding a square halberd, looked at himself steadily.

"Lu Bu! Take your life!" Zhang Liang drew his sword and rushed towards Lu Bu. At this moment, he finally wanted to understand that the various actions taken by the eldest brother Zhang Jiao before his death, coupled with the disappearance of the Benlong ring, all showed that the great virtuous teacher Zhang Jiao had selected his heir, and this heir was not himself!

With the wisdom of the big brother, how can you fail to see the end of the Yellow Turban? Brother understood this game, but still did not pass the leader's token, the Panlong ring to himself, which means that the brother also saw the end of himself-Ren Gong General Zhang Liang's ending, that is, death! As for whether to die in battle or be beheaded by the court, it depends on your choice!

Would rather stand to die than kneel to live! Ren Gong General Zhang Liang is definitely not a greedy person who fears death! "Xiaomin's hair is like a leek, cut and resurrected; his head is like a chicken, cut and screamed. The official does not have to be fearful, it must never be light. But hope is calm." Zhang Liang's ear suddenly sounded as the song was used by Yingchuan Yellow Scarf. The ballads of military songs.

boom! Lu Bu and Zhang Liang fought, Fang Tian painted a halberd lightly, and the head of the general Zhang Liang flew into the sky. The second horse kicked the wrong horse, a burst of blue blood appeared from Zhang Liang's neck, and the body crashed down. Lu Bu flipped over the painted halberd and lifted Zhang Liang's head. "It's finally over! There is no winner in this war, it's a total tragedy!"

Lu Bu muttered to himself, the breeze blew his face, two lines of tears rolled down,

Wancheng, August 11th, the Great Account of the Chinese Army.

Jingzhou governor Xu Zhuan, Nanyang prefect Qin Jie, other division Sima Zhang Chao, and the right middleman sat Zhu Juntuan together, looking at a crumpled document. "Wancheng yellow turban begging to surrender, I think it is acceptable." Nanyang prefect Qin Jie first expressed his attitude. "Punishing the first evil and never asking about threats is also the principle of Sima Lubu's suppression of the yellow scarf." "This statement is great!" Jingzhou governor Xu Zhuan and other Sima Zhang Chao also nodded in agreement.

"Neither, nor!" Zhu Jun shook his head loudly: "The soldiers are inherently the same but different in strength. In the past, Qin and Xiang, the people did not have a master, so the rewards are accompanied by persuasion. Today, the whole country is unified, but only The Yellow Turban rebelled. You can’t persuade the good, but you can punish the evil. If you accept it today, you will be more open to rebellion. If you are blunt, you will go to war. If you are blunt, you will beg to surrender. So righteous and strict, all three of them closed their mouths. After all, Zhu Jun, a general from the right middle man, was the main general.

On the next day, Zhu Jun, the leader of Youzhong, publicly rejected the surrender of the Wancheng Yellow Turban. Together with Jingzhou Governor Xu Zhu, Nanyang Prefect Qin Jie, and Sima Zhang Chao from the other department led troops and horses to attack the city in a big way. However, after more than ten consecutive days of attacking, the Yellow Turbans resisted fiercely and couldn't conquer Wancheng in dozens of battles. Zhu Jun climbed to the Tushan Mountain to watch the Yellow Turbans and laughed loudly.

Zhu Jun turned his head and said to Sima Zhang Chao: "I know it. The thief is in the periphery today. The thief is in a hurry, begging to surrender and not wanting to come out, so he can't fight to death. Ten thousand people are one mind, it is not to be taken, the situation is 100,000! It is better to withdraw from the siege and join the soldiers to enter the city. If you are loyal to see and encircle, you will surely come out of your own accord.

So Zhu Jun lifted the siege, and Han Zhong went into battle. Zhu Jun was greatly broken. Zhu Jun pursued Han Zhong for dozens of miles and killed more than 10,000 people. Han Zhong surrendered. Qin Jie had always been at odds with Han Zhong, so he killed him. . This action made the Yellow Turbans uneasy and pushed Sun Xia to be the commander of the army. Zhu Jun launched a fierce attack, and Sima Sunjian led his men on the city wall first.

On the 22nd, we captured Wancheng. Sun Xia fled, Zhu Jun chased to Jingshan in Xi'e County, defeated the Yellow Turban Army again, beheading more than 10,000 people. Thousands of people were killed by the Yellow Turbans in other states and counties. At this point, the Yellow Turban completely calmed down.

On September 26th, Luoyang City, Shangshutai.

A fast horse galloped, like a gust of wind, and came to the gate of Shangshutai. The immediate Hong Ling hurriedly saddled off the horse, opening her mouth for a long time but could not speak. The soldiers guarding the gate were all old men. They knew it at a glance. They drove a long distance and lost their voice because they had no time to drink. They quickly took the water bag and handed it over.

Gudongdong, Hong Ling drank it eagerly, and was finally able to speak. He untied the wooden box on his back, took out a document wrapped in greased paper from it, and handed it up. "Great victory! Jizhou yellow towel is flat!" At this moment, another fast horse rushed forward, and immediately Hong Ling hurriedly saddled off the horse, and also took out a document and handed it up. "Great victory! The Nanyang Yellow Turban has been leveled!" The Hong Ling ambassador behind is much cleaner and calmer. After all, the distance from Wanxian to Luoyang City is much closer than the distance from Guangzong to Luoyang City.

"Ahhh! It's a good day today, and I'm connected to two pieces of Great Victory Documents! Your Majesty I don't know how happy it is to see them!" Zhong Chang Attendant Zhang Rang said in a stretched voice, with a smile on his face A flower. Today’s Zhang Rang is not what it used to be. After Cao Jie’s death, Zhang Rang succeeded him as Changqiu. He joined Zhao Zhong, Xia Yun, Guo Sheng, Sun Zhang, Bi Lan, Li Song, Duan Gui, Gao Wang, and Zhang. Gong, Han Liao, and Song Dian served as regular servants, and they were extremely precious and powerful.

Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong were especially favored by the emperor. The emperor often said: "Zhang Changshi is my father and Zhao Changshi is my mother."

"Let's go, report this good news to your majesty, your majesty has been waiting for this news for a long time!" Zhang Rang's eyes were a little moist, he wiped his tears, and ran away.