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Chapter 351 Warrior
Three days ago, the envoy for help had already arrived in Chang'an.

"Lingjun, only three thousand elites are needed to keep Yang Zheng out of the pass!" After running wildly for days, the envoy's voice became hoarse.

Sima Fu closed his eyes, and the generals and school left and right did not say a word.

Since Yang Zheng can defeat Guo Huai and Deng Ai, he can also defeat Sima Fu.

Three thousand elites can only block Yang Zheng, but cannot change the overall situation in Liangzhou, but if Xiao Guan is still lost if three thousand elites are sent out, then Chang'an will be in danger.

Guo Huai was defeated, and the Yongliang army suffered heavy losses.

Sima Fu went to Chang'an to clean up the mess, and sent his nephew Sima Wang to lead four thousand elites to Tianshui to take over Guo Huai's old department and stabilize the situation in Longxi.

At this time, there were only 5000 defenders in Chang'an, and he brought [-] of them from Luoyang.

The 76-year-old Sima Fu can naturally tell the difference between Xiaoguan and Chang'an.

Especially at this critical time of power succession.

Can't go wrong.

Compared with Xiao Guan, Sima Fu cared more about the power vacuum left by Guo Huai.

After Guo Huai's family members were sent to Luoyang, Guanzhong was truly owned by the Sima family!
"Yang Zheng doesn't have the strength to attack Chang'an!" After a long time, Sima Fu slowly uttered a sentence, "Besides, there are Zhang, Huangfu, and Hu in Anding, which are enough to resist."

Zhang's, Huangfu's, the rich families in the Northwest, and Yang Zheng were both hurt, but the Sima family was happy to see it.

As for the Hu family, its descendants also moved to Luoyang and Xiapi, and those who stayed in Anding were just side branches.

Moreover, at Sima Fu's current age, it is really not suitable for an expedition to fight a fierce battle.

"Lingjun..." The envoy was still persuading, but after seeing the cold light in Sima Fu's eyes, the words stuck in his throat.

Sima Fu walked away, leaving behind a distraught messenger...

Boom, boom, boom...

The drums roared, and since Yang Zheng appeared in Guanxia, ​​the morale of the Xiping Army has been boosted.

As soon as Yang Zheng approached Guancheng, the soldiers fought bravely to be the first.

One after another climbed to the top of the city.

There are not so many shortcuts in the affairs of the world.

Where there are shortcuts, there must be huge risks.

All fighters win by right combination and by surprise.

I have the advantage, so there is no need to take risks, just crush the past openly.

In history, how can there be so many tricks to win more with less?
With a bang, a feathered arrow was nailed to Yang Zheng's chest, but was bounced off by the breastplate. Liu Heng led more than a dozen personal guards to set up shields in front of him.

Although Yang Zheng didn't really climb the city, he gave the soldiers great encouragement.

Tens of thousands of people roared and besieged on all sides, climbing up the city wall.

Just when the city wall was crumbling, suddenly a group of men and horses climbed up the city wall, like a wind and cloud, and hacked and killed the Xiping army on the city wall.

Even the defenders standing in front of them were hacked and killed.

This team was extremely fierce, and the timing of its appearance was just right, which caught the attacking Xiping army by surprise.

One person laughed wildly on the top of the wall, pointed at the bottom of the wall with a knife, "Haha, Yang Xingyun, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Hu Fen!" Yang Zheng was also taken aback.

It was actually Hu Fen, but it could only be Hu Fen.

Although he is not a qualified commander in chief, he is a qualified general.

After being surprised, Yang Zheng sneered: "Since Xuanwei escaped from Guzang, why did he come to die?"

Hu Fen's face gradually became ferocious, "Xingyun is not dead, a certain person can't sleep or eat, and he has no face to see Sima Gong."

Once friends, now immortal.

Yang Zheng felt a few strands of emotion in his heart.

If you want to blame it, blame Hu Fen for being determined to be Sima's lackey.

However, since he is an enemy, he cannot be merciful in the slightest!
"The army beheaded and killed this beast for me!" Yang Zheng raised his knife to Hu Fen.

"Wei!" The guards around him roared like thunder.

Liu Heng's neck became red, and he led two hundred guards to start climbing the city.

Lin Sen bent his bow and set his arrows, and shot one arrow at the top of the city, but missed Hu Fen, but shot the soldiers around him.

"The general has an order to kill the Hu Fen, and there are five ranks!"

The messenger shouted from below the city, as if a stone was thrown into the lake, it immediately boiled.

"Kill!"

The soldiers' eyes were bloodshot.

Dozens of Qianghu warriors were fighting in front, and some people were pierced through, but they still wanted to move forward, pushing the blade into the enemy's chest.

An eye for an eye, blood for blood.

After Liu Heng and Lin Sen climbed the city wall, the defenders completely collapsed.

Being able to become Yang Zheng's personal soldier is naturally one of the brave warriors in the army.

With the highest salary, enjoy the best treatment.

The strongest armor is put on them first.

The best weapons are for them to use first...

Raising an army for a thousand days can be used for a while.

It was as if more than 200 iron beasts collided with Hu Fen's men and horses, immediately setting off a bloody storm.

But it was the enemy who fell.

From the perspective of Yongliang's overall situation, this Xiaoguan was originally a battle between trapped beasts.

The appearance of Hu Fen cannot change this general trend.

Unless Yang Zheng doesn't want this place in the northwest.

The sound of fighting on the door is getting more and more intense, but the battle has gradually come to an end.

With a creak, the city gate was opened, which heralded the final fate of Anding County.

The Xiping army quickly occupied the city wall.

Hu Fen was still fighting in the city, but there were fewer and fewer people around him.

Yang Zheng entered the city stepping on blood, looked at Hu Fen who was still struggling with pity, "Xuanwei, it's over."

Hu Fen was one against two, and was besieged by several people. He was soaked in blood, but he did not retreat. He swung his knife vigorously and forced Liu Heng to retreat. Liu Heng retreated. Lin Sen couldn't resist, and was kicked out by Hu Fen. , Turn around and kill another person.

It is fierce and brave like a tiger.

The surrounding soldiers were all frightened by his momentum, and Liu Heng was also stabbed in the shoulder, but his skin was thick and his armor was fine, so the impact was not great.

But Hu Fen was bleeding profusely from his chest, with two feathered arrows sticking out of his back, gasping for breath, but staring at Yang Zheng with wide eyes, as if staring at a natural enemy, his hair stood on end, and he yelled, "Yang Zheng, how dare you fight me to the death!"

Yongliang hero, Xu Zhi first, Deng Zhong second, Hu Fen third, the latter few are far-fetched, but the first three definitely deserve their names.

Although these three people won the world, although they are not comparable to peerless warriors, they are still at the forefront.

Hu Fen was panting heavily, and as the blood flowed, so did his life.

Hundreds of bows were pointed at him around.

As long as Yang Zheng gives an order, Hu Fen will pierce his heart with ten thousand arrows.

However, Yang Zheng threw down his shield and lifted the ring-shou knife, "Fight to the death!"

"General!" The guards beside him dissuaded in a low voice.

Just getting to know each other for a while, how could Yang Zheng not send him one last trip to fulfill his last wish?
At this time, Yang Zheng couldn't even say the words to persuade him to surrender, because it was an insult to him.

He chose to stay here, and he has put life and death aside.

It was impossible for Hu Fen to surrender himself, just as it was impossible for him to surrender Sima.

This is destiny.

Hu Fen laughed loudly, "Good!"

Holding the ring head knife tightly with both hands, he staggered and made a final charge towards Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng also raised his knife and rushed towards him.

A stream of blood splashed on Yang Zheng's face. The long knife had come out of his back. Hu Fen's knees softened. When he was about to kneel down, Yang Zheng lifted him up.

Rather than saying it was a fight to the death, it might be better to say that Hu Fen deliberately bumped into Yang Zheng's saber.

"Thank you very much..."

The last three words came out of his mouth, and then his hands hang down feebly.

In February of the second year of Zhengyuan, a soldier died.

(End of this chapter)