From Changping to Guangyang, chaos continued, with black smoke and blood everywhere.

It was already the end of April. The sky was gloomy and thick water vapor was brewing. The woods in the fields were shaking in the gentle wind. In the dull air, there were fighting and wailing sounds, spreading from the foothills and forests. To the villages going south, every household closed their doors and sat in the house in fear, not daring to make a sound. Some people's houses were empty and the whole family left overnight. After all, the defeated soldiers from the north retreated here.

"Don't talk, it seems that someone is walking around outside."

The closed thatched house is located in the corner of the village. The slightly opened window cracks can just see the road entering the village from the houses on both sides of the front. The sky is gloomy, but it is not dark. A pair of eyes behind the gap in the windows are cautiously looking at the situation outside. About twenty or thirty figures are carrying swords and weapons, and the spears are covered in blood, and they are heading towards the middle of the village.

The voice of speech came occasionally. The figure in the room turned his head carefully, raised his index finger to his family behind him and lowered his voice: "... It was a defeated soldier, and another group of people came. When they left, it should be fine. We are remote here and will not come often."

"It's been a few days since we marry you. The family either has no food or has broken legs... It's time to get the soldiers, even the soldiers come..." The person squatting behind the door behind looked like the man's wife, with panic in his words, stretching his neck: "... Have these plague left?"

The man was lying under the crack of the window and was about to answer when a sharp scream from the woman suddenly came from outside. He was stunned. He turned around and looked at the woman. Her face turned pale and her body shrank into a ball. She squatted there and trembled slightly, covering her mouth: "...that sound...it seems to be the bride of the Zhao family..."

Then, another woman's wail and a man's "Ah!" voice of death came. The man hiding under the window gritted his teeth and whispered: "A bunch of beasts!"

At this moment, he cursed and heard the rumbling sound of horse hooves coming, his eyes returned to the gap, hundreds of cavalrymen rushed past, and then there was a fierce battle, and the smell of blood spread. After a moment, the road entering the village was full of corpses of defeated soldiers piled up on the ground, and several soldiers were frightened and raised their hands high and knelt on the ground. The overflowing blood stained the surroundings of their knees red.

The white robe was stroking, and the general in silver armor carried a gentian and rode a steep white horse, walking over the blood, and walked to the front of the few people. His cold eyes swept over them, then raised them and looked forward. A stripped white woman mixed in the pile of dead people had her hands and feet twisted, and a knife was inserted into her neck. There was a man next to her, who should be her husband, who was dead, his stomach was broken, and his internal organs were pulled all over the ground.

Zhao Yun pulled his horse and passed directly over the four defeated soldiers, his voice cold: "...kill these four people too."

Some people chased after five hundred white wolf cavalry, and some people rode their horses over and slashed the guns. The soldiers screamed in pain. Dozens of long spears instantly slashed from above, scattering the four people kneeling on the ground into blood and blood. After a while, they continued to run forward. There were such movements in the nearby land, foothills, and villages. The scattered white wolf cavalry used small teams to chase and suppress the chasing soldiers who fled everywhere. More than 20,000 people in Changping were defeated. In addition to the death on the spot, more than 10,000 surrendered people fled south. Dozens of villages along the way were trampled by them. Their nerves were sensitive and broken and turned into chaos soldiers who were more terrible than bandits. They rushed into the village hysterically, robbed people, set fire, and even searched out the women and women in the people's homes, humiliated in public, and raped them to vent their fear and desires.

However, this war was racing against time. Zhao Yun asked the White Wolf Cavalry to rush to Guangyang to meet with Lu Bu, but he could only do something within his ability.

In Changping, raindrops fell down sparsely.

The flag of Yuan was still hung on the towering city wall. Zhang Nan looked at the fields of about 5,000 prisoners, and had not spoken for a long time. There were flags on the southeast side of the corner of the city. The camp that originally belonged to Yuan's army had become Gongsun Zhi's camp. In the three days after the war here, the 30,000 Youyan infantry who came here successively entered the camp to rest. From a distance, the equipment for siege seemed to have begun to be built.

"There should be no problem with Lu Bu. Jiang Yiqiu is just a brave man. As long as he dares to fight against Wen Hou, the result will be almost decided."

In the tent, the atmosphere was solemn and the generals in the army were not here, only Li Ru, Tian Yu, Cao Ang, and Gongsun Xu looked at the figures wearing cloaks behind the long desk and spoke. After a pause, Gongsun Zhi gave up the approved order and asked Li Ke to take him out to the commander. At this time, he raised his head, his eyes as calm as a deep pool, sweeping over the faces of the people present.

"...The left and right fists defeated more than 40,000 soldiers and horses in Jizhou in half a month, which is indeed an undeniable victory. However, for Yuan Shao, who has hundreds of thousands and only has nearly 200,000 elite troops, these 40,000 are not even considered a fur. My attack is just a first move. After all, there are two generals Wen Chou and Han Meng ahead. I heard that these two people are one of the four pillars under Yuan Benchu's command. If you want to enter the territory of Jizhou, these two people should be the highlight."

The simple words sounded behind the long desk, and there was silence around him. For a while, Gongsun Xu said: "Brother, then we are going to capture the lonely city of Changping and then go south to meet with Zhao Yun and Wen Hou?"

Gongsun Zhi pointed at the table with a smile on his lips and shook his head: "I just said Wen Chou, Han Meng had only a short fight with them, and it should be much more powerful than Zhang Nan and Jiang Yiqu, not to mention that they had a lot of troops and horses in their hands, and it would be difficult to defeat them in one fell swoop. Therefore, the move of the wind and thunder rapid attack can be turned into harassment, drag them from the camp, and then find new fighter jets. At present, Changping is indeed going to take it. As a nail nailed in Youzhou, it cuts off the reinforcements that might come from Yuyang to attack our backs. However, according to the original plan, at this time, Yan Rou's troops have almost arrived at the expected location. I will take the guard wolf cavalry south and you will start to attack the city."

"Yes!" Cao Ang and Gongsun Xu stood up and bowed.

...

A panic atmosphere was permeated in Changping City, and a panic had appeared on people's faces. The drizzle fell on the top of the city. The sound of restlessness was heard outside the wilderness. In the lead-blue rain curtain, the sound of war drums sounded solemnly.

At the west gate of the city, Yan Jiu, wearing Yuan army armor, whispered with several comrades, scattered to more former brothers and joked, and looked at the city gate from time to time. A group of Yuan soldiers patrolled by the nearby houses. In the closed doors and windows, more figures were ready to rub their hands, pulled out their swords and pointed at the city gate that passed by the street and said something.

"Prepare" sounded.

The sound of war drums was still ringing, and teams of cavalry were rushing out of the camp at high speed to Guangyang. Soon, 30,000 Youyan infantrymen left the camp, Cao Ang, Wu'anguo, Gongsun Xu, and Zou Dan rode forward and looked at the city in front of him...

...

The handsome tent walked out, and Gongsun Zhi spoke to the two scholars behind him.

"Before coming, Wuhuan's Gu Jin, Lou Ban, and Suo Nu asked me for battle... they were all willing to lead the warriors of their respective tribes to send troops to help." He looked at Li Ru, who just smiled: "How can there be such a good thing in the world for the lord to occupy."

Gongsun Zhi nodded and continued to walk forward, "So I refused. I couldn't use them to come here to mix up. Before sending troops, I wrote a letter to warn them. If the blades in their tribesmen dared to get some blood from the Han people, they would peel some of them after they went back."

A guard in front brought the horse over. Gongsun Zhi turned over the horse and waved his hand suddenly: "...After all, this is a family matter for me, and whoever dares to reach out will cut off his hand."

"As for the more than 5,000 prisoners over there..." He said indifferently.

"…I will kill all those who do not want to surrender on their own initiative."

………

Under Changping City, the sound of war drums reached its peak. The array of 30,000 people moved slowly over. The booming footsteps seemed to shake the city wall. Cao Ang stood under the banner and drew his sword and slashed: "Siege the city"

The horn sounds.

Ten thousand people rushed towards the city wall under the charge of a man with a copper hammer on his arms. Arrows and locusts staggered down in the sky. Under the soldiers with shields, the bent comrades who were hunching quickly assembled the ladder. Then dozens of people raised and ran together, heading towards the city wall in front. One after another, figures roared and shouted, climbed up with swords, and the astonishing battle began at this moment.

Zhang Nan walked on this section of the city wall and kept commanding the city to defend the city. In the alley behind him, several houses suddenly broke open. Hundreds of figures used their mouths to tighten the strips in their hands tightly with the handle of the knife, and took big strides towards them. The soldiers around him made such moves one after another.

Steps get faster and faster, then run, rushing to the front figure, waves the blade, and roars out: "Kill over"

"Welcome the eldest son's army into the city!"

Hundreds of people shouted and rushed to the city gate.
Chapter completed!