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Chapter 250 Fierce Blade
Thousands of troops flocked to Yuzhong City.

Loud.

The north, west and south sides of Yuzhong City are like boiling.

Numerous slaves crazily rushed towards the city wall holding long ladders.

Many people were shot into hedgehogs by the rain of arrows in the middle of the rush, or smashed into a pool of blood by the artillery stone.

But this did not dampen their enthusiasm in the slightest.

Or madness.

Xihaihu people are crazy about killing.

Inspired by Yang Zheng's various measures, the suppressed ferocity was completely released, and he killed the city wall again and again.

Wearing dozens of wounds and standing still, grinning and exhausting his last strength, he wanted to send the blade into the defender's chest.

Someone is dragging their intestines, still moving forward,
It's just that the defenders on the city wall are also exceptionally brave, especially a group of dark brown soldiers, carrying swords and shields, they will appear wherever the situation is critical.

The leading general was Deng Zhong, who was jumping and hacking in the crowd with two ring-head knives in hand, and fell down in front of him.

"After the city is broken, the first climbers will be the captains, the soldiers who broke the city, and the slaves will be turned into waiting to return, and they will be rewarded with pastures and farms! Those who died in battle, their brothers and heirs will be released from the status of slaves and will be returned to the status of waiting to return." Xuan Yilang was in the slave array. shouted repeatedly.

The eyes of the slaves turned bloodshot instantly.

Many people were originally strong men with their heads pinned to their waistbands. From the Western Regions to Xihai, from Xihai to Xiping, their bloodthirsty desires never diminished. It was only under Yang Zheng's iron wrist that they had to lie dormant and put on sheepskin. Eating grass.

Decades later, the Jie people also migrated from the Western Regions to Bingzhou.

They are of the same origin as the Xihai Hu people.

Of course, the martial arts of the Han people are not weaker than them.

It's just that after the false prosperity of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the upper class has already decayed.

Heads of cowardly sheep have stolen high positions, are cruel internally, and cowardly externally, and feed the great rivers and mountains to the surrounding animals one by one.

Yang Zheng was on the temporary wooden platform, with a panoramic view of the entire battlefield. Du Yu was by his side, and the expression on his face was constantly changing, sometimes surprised, sometimes shocked, and sometimes muttering to himself.

The crowd is mighty and boundless.

The slave army went on and on like crazy.

Ten thousand elite infantry cavalry with swords and bows to supervise the battle behind.

The person who fled timidly was caught up by Qingqi in an instant, and his head was easily cut off.

As dusk fell, the city was crumbling.

"Deng Ai can't die at the hands of our army!" Du Yu, who had stood for several hours, his voice was a little dry.

Yang Zheng couldn't help smiling wryly, this was almost becoming Deng Ai's gold medal for avoiding death.

However, the situation in Yongliang is just like this, even if you want to fight, you can't completely tear your skin apart.

Deng Ai is Sima Yi's face.

Yang Zheng nodded and said, "Mingjin retreats."

It is already very obvious that the city will not be able to defend itself.

The withdrawn slaves were still in a state of excitement. Yang Zheng distributed the livestock in Yunwu City, and the exuberant energy of the slaves gradually sank.

Yang Zheng didn't dare to be careless, took back the weapons of the slaves, and strictly guarded them. They were divided into three teams of [-] paces, patrolling in turn, and guarded against slave riots.

In the middle of the night, there was a lot of noise in the city, people shouting and neighing, and there were faint cries.

Yang Zheng thought that Deng Aijun was preparing for a night attack and ordered the whole army to take precautions.

Unexpectedly, the gate of the city opened, and a group of young men walked out of the city on their knees, kneeling by the moat, and dozens of white-haired old men stood tremblingly on top of the pile of corpses, with broken knives and spears beside them pointing at the night sky messily.

The stars in the night sky are brilliant and beautiful, and they are incompatible with the tragic killing in this world.

"The elders in Yuzhong have no intention of resisting the general. They were all persecuted by Deng Ai and his son. I hope General Yang will take pity on the people in the city."

It turned out to be a surrender, but it was not Deng Ai's style.

Gong Feizhi led a few horsemen and galloped forward, and asked sharply, "Where are Deng Ai and his son?"

"Deng Ai is injured, Deng Zhongqing knows he can't resist General Huwei, so he abandons the city!"

Gong Feizhi twitched his horsewhip three times and screamed sharply, "How long have you been walking?"

"After the siege was over, more than [-] Deng Ai and his son left in a hurry." The white-haired old men were extremely panicked.

Deng Ai could run, but they couldn't.

The movement in front of the city gate made the slaves restless again.

They are eager to break the city, and they want to vent to their heart's content after breaking the city.

This is almost a long-standing tradition in the Northwest.

Du Yu frowned quietly.

Having been together for so long, Yang Zheng certainly knew what he was thinking, "Yuan Kai can bring three thousand guards into the city to maintain order, but we must also beware of the enemy's false surrender."

"Thank you, General!" Du Yu's worry disappeared, and he led three thousand soldiers into the city in a low-key manner.

Yang Zheng also breathed a sigh of relief. If Deng Ai and his son continued to fight to the death, when the city was broken tomorrow, the people in the city would also suffer a catastrophe.

At this moment, Yang Zheng has completed the stage of primitive accumulation.

It's time to erect the archway.

Fame is sometimes a kind of power.

Under the suppression of the guard camp, the restlessness of the slaves finally calmed down.

Yang Zhengjia stayed awake all night, guarding against all possible emergencies.

Yuzhong City was also brightly lit. At first there were screams and weeping, then gradually calmed down, and then there were cheers of gratitude.

It wasn't until dawn, when truckloads of freshly baked wheat cakes, broth, and spirits were sent to the front of the army and distributed to the army, that the slaves were completely at peace.

As expected of Du Yu, Du Yu was thoughtful.

All the threats in Yuzhong City were lifted, and the people in the city knelt on the city wall, shouting in unison: "My parents will give birth to me, and Duke Yang will live me!"

Yang Zheng was stunned, and only then did he realize that he was the "Mr. Yang" in their mouths.

As expected, this should be made by Du Yu.

But Yang Zheng readily accepted.

Every time someone survived this catastrophe, Yang Zheng's strength increased by one point.

While immersed in the sound of flattery, the scouts came from the north, "Report to the general, the governor of Liangzhou led [-] Han and Yi troops, and came to Jincheng County!"

"Inspector Chen should have come a long time ago!" Yang Zheng was not surprised.

It's a strange thing that Chen Tai didn't come because Jincheng was fighting for this.

And he led the army to Jincheng instead of Xiping, which shows that he didn't come to fight.

With this premise, everything is easy to handle.

The affairs of Yuzhong City can be handed over to Du Yu, and Yang Zheng flew north with five hundred guards.

How the chaos in Liangzhou will end depends on Guo Huai and Chen Tai!
And Chen Tai's influence in the court was higher than that of Guo Huai.

The Chen family of Yingchuan is also a big tree of Cao Wei.

Yang Zheng became more and more aware of who could be hugged in the thigh and who could never be trusted.

Zhang Te has led the army to Lingju and confronted Chen Taijun in Wuting against the current.

Although in a state of confrontation, neither side has a dangerous aura of imminent swords.

Even scouts are rarely seen.

Zhang Te was also baffled, "Hit and don't fight, retreat and never retreat, I don't know what it means."

Yang Zheng knew the elegant meaning by hearing Xiange, and Chen Tai was waiting for him to give him an explanation.

After all, Jincheng was under the rule of Liangzhou, so he had to attack without authorization, so he had to say hello.

"Chen Tai is waiting for me, so I have to go." Yang Zheng laughed.

Zhang Te was taken aback, "How did this happen? The general is extraordinary now, if Chen Tai acts maliciously..."

"Chen Tai is a gentleman, so he won't embarrass me. If something happens to me, how can Liangzhou be so calm?" Yang Zheng's words are not alarmist, without his own restraint, the Qiang Hu soldiers and slaves under his command will surely set off a huge wave.

But a gentleman can be deceived by others.

A gentleman understands righteousness more deeply.

Zhang Te was still worried, "If Chen Tai detains the general..."

Being able to say this sentence shows that Zhang Te really cares about himself.

Because if he was detained by Chen Tai, the most direct beneficiary would be Zhang Te, the Qiang protector Sima.

"Zichan can rest assured. If Chen Tai wants to deal with us, why wait until now? Moreover, Chen Tai is a man who has always been fair and open, and will not do such lowly things. If I don't go, there will be real problems. For Xiping, for Xiping You guys, you must take this risk!" Yang Zheng had made up his mind.

To persuade Chen Tai is to persuade half of the Cao supporters.

(End of this chapter)