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Chapter 368 Breaking the Army
The setting sun is preparing to fall below the horizon with a long trail of sunset glow.

Twilight swept in from the east.

The wind blows from a distance, and yellow dust is flying all over the sky.

There was no shout, no sign, the gate of Yangguan slowly opened, and Zhang Te led the soldiers to make way for a passage.

Gao Changjun watched lazily.

However, at the moment when the city gate was fully opened, the murderous aura suddenly shot straight into the sky from the Yang Pass.

Like swords drawn out of their sheaths, rows of blue and black cavalry galloped out.

"kill!"

It was as if a thunderbolt had been stabbed suddenly from the twilight sky.

Xiping's army charged forward like thunder.

Both men and horses were clad in iron armor, and the earth seemed to be crushed, making a series of muffled thunderous sounds.

Underneath the unparalleled aura is the ambition to trample all enemies.

People haven't arrived yet, but the overwhelming invincible momentum has already rolled in.

The blue-black cavalry spread out a long line on the ground, echoing the deep twilight in the sky.

"kill!"

A fierce horse is like a raging fire, it will burn everything in front of it.

At that moment, the Gaochang army was stunned, forgetting to escape, forgetting to be on the battlefield, forgetting their own dangerous situation, just watching, watching the horseshoes of the Xiping army getting closer, and the spears of the Xiping army getting closer ...

"Array, array!"

Ma Xun's hysterical shouts sounded in front of the battle.

But his cry only awakened the fear in the soldiers.

On the twilight of the setting sun, the blue-white tide rolled in.

After facing the overwhelming flood, don't people have the heart to resist?

Therefore, the collapse of the Gaochang army is also logical.

boom……

Dull sounds sounded one after another.

This is the sound of armored horses smashing into human bones, and it is also the sound of spears piercing iron armor.

Before the heavy cavalry, it was heavy cavalry, and before the heavy cavalry, there was a hurried retreat.

Retreat in a dignified manner, crush in a dignified manner, and fail in a dignified way.

Even if a small and intrepid man raises his sword and spear, he is instantly submerged in that torrent.

As Cao Liang expected, the Xiping Army, which absorbed Cao Liang's elite, became weaker.

The Qin army swept the Bahe, and the elites all came from Liu Heng.

The Han army attacked the Xiongnu, and the sons of the good families of the eight counties were Habayashi and Qimen. They used their talents as officials, and there were few famous generals!
The eight counties, Tianshui, Longxi, Anding, Beidi, Xiajun, and Xihe, are also descendants of Cao Liang.

The Martial Soul of the Han family is in the land of Cao Liang!
But Yong Liang had used one of the scoops, so it didn't have such power.

Although the Gaochang army could dominate among the foreign races everywhere, but facing the real elite, the gap appeared instantly.

Morale, equipment, command, and fighting spirit all fell behind.

The wind blowing up from the small grassland in Central Asia brought the cold air from the northern ice field, but extinguished the anger, fighting spirit, and murderous aura of the Xiping Army!
A tiger is done napping, not really tired, but recharging his energy before tearing apart his enemies in the most ferocious of ways.

That's how the low-chang army was torn apart.

It was supposed to be provocative.

It should be shivering in the walls.

Or, should it just surrender...

On the battlefield, the heavy cavalry cut through the formation, the heavy cavalry harvested the heads of the fleeing heads, and the infantry gave the first and most fatal blow...

After an hour or so, the real thing started.

The real autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves.

Under the Yangguan, Huangfulong's face was beating violently, all the officials in Dunhuang were chattering, only Yongliang stretched himself.

"Report to the general, Yang Zheng has been surrounded by your army!" The scouts rushed to report.

"Did Ma Xun catch anyone?"

"Ma Xun was so brave that he made [-] riders break out of the encirclement."

That kind of iron barrel siege can still break through, which shows that this person really doesn't have much courage.

"Run away, run away." Yong Liang said, before this battle, I am afraid that the Dichang army would tremble when they saw the Xiping army.

"Congratulations, General." Huangfulong's eyes were also full of awe, far less calm than no empress.

"The Western Regions are pacified, and we should rejoice with Duke Huangfu." Cao Liang led Lin Sen and other personal guards up the city wall and down the battlefield.

Rows of torches were lit beneath the battlefield.

Wherever Yong Liang went, there was darkness.

The killing has stopped.

Two thousand young and low-chang troops were surrounded in the center of Gai, and a plump white-faced fat man in the middle had fear and despair in his eyes. The small flag of "Liangzhou Inspector Horse" had long since been thrown.

This person is indeed as Huangfulong said, his ambition is small and his talents are sparse, it is enough to worry about.

Compared with bald Shoutian, it is only a little worse.

Before Cao Liang could speak, Yang Zheng took a step forward and knelt on the ground with a chubby face, "My superior was instigated by the traitor Sima Zhao, and I was stupid for a while. I hope the general will spare your life, spare your life."

Judging by my appearance, I was really frightened, and the fat under my face was trembling.

The guards around him looked at you and looked at him, and all put their weapons on loudly.

"Why is the history of the Spurs like this? Take it easy." Yong Liang was also quite famous in the Northwest.

Yang Zheng shook his whole body again, with snot and tears streaming down his face, he kowtowed eight times in succession, "Your Majesty is awake for a while, General, forgive you, forgive you..."

That would be too decent.

Yong Liang thought that I would be like a man, and swung a knife to kill himself, and thought of kowtowing to beg for mercy.

"Bah! Coward!" Lin Sen spat.

Yong Liang waved his hand, "Take me down, if you can persuade me to leave Dichang City, then spare my life."

"Wei!" The two soldiers picked up Yang Zheng and threw him under the horse's back.

And there is no one from the soldiers around me to stop me.

Yong Liang stepped down Wu Yu's back, raised his arms and called out: "Would the armies be willing to take Dichang again for this general?"

"willing!"

In the white night, shouts came and went.

Few people actually heard what Yongliang said at all, but they all shouted the word "wish".

Yong Liang turned his horse's head, "Di Chang!"

Except for the heavy cavalry who stayed in front to rest and recuperate, all our battalions followed Yongliang and retreated westward.

The sand in the small desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan is like a hook.

The moonlight was like water, and even the sand was covered with a layer of white, like snow.

The morale of the Xiping Army also reached its peak.

And Dichang City is above the hooked silver moon behind.

The desert has gradually turned into a grassland and fertile land.

The two rivers surround Dichang City on the right and left like jade belts.

The flames below the city light up, and there is a lot of noise, obviously because of the small defeat in the back line, they are at a loss.

Yong Liang drove his troops back, and the city became even more chaotic, with crying, shouting, and cursing mixed together.

Ma Yan had already led the gong and drummer to beat the gong and drum, "Listen, people in the city, your small army has been defeated, and the king's division is here now, why did you still surrender in Kaesong?"

I was answered by a shower of arrows.

Mayan can only go back and forth with a shield.

Yong Liang ordered Lin Sen to carry Yang Zheng down.

"Listen, people in the city, Yang Zheng has been captured by your army, open the city gate quickly!"

My answer was a shower of arrows.

Yong Liang was puzzled, so the horse followed the true tortoise and ate the weights and walked to Bai?He even recognizes his own father?

"That's right, why did Cao Liang call out? Did they knock me out?"

Yong Liang went to check after himself, and it turned out that no one had gagged Cao Liang...

The little soldier next to him was infected by Ma Yan, and he used his brains in everything.

Pulling the rag from Yang Zheng's mouth, Yang Zheng called out, "General, my superior is willing to persuade Nizi to open the door."

Yong Liang was angry and funny, "As long as I persuade you to open the city gate, I will only spare my life, and his wealth and honor for the first half of his life will not be guaranteed!"

Yang Zheng's eyeballs rolled around, "I am a little thirsty, and I hope the general will give me some honey."

Then my mother's two armies are at war, where can I get honey water?

"There's only clean water." Cao Liang scowled.

"Clear water, clean water is clean water, and it's fine."

Young and old Lin Sen was willing to get a water bag, and he also knew what was inside, anyway, Yang Zheng's gulp fell back out of his throat.

After drinking the water, Yang Zheng looked at Yong Liang in a daze.

"Is there anything else?" Yong Liang was impatient with me.

"I have been fighting for a day, my stomach is empty, and I have no strength. I hope the general will give me some roasted lamb."

"Is he endless?" Yong Liang's head was so small that he felt that he had captured an ancestor and lived for a good Changchang City. Cao Liang could only bear it, "Get me some barbecue."

With a pale face, Lin Sen went to get another piece of meat, and directly roasted it with a torch.

It was white, so I handed it to Yang Zheng.

The guy looked disgusted again.

Fortunately, I saw that the expressions of the people around me were all kind, so I took it resentfully, took out a big knife from my arms, scraped off the scorched white below, cut off a large piece, and put it back out of my mouth.

This look of enjoyment seemed to know that he was surrounded by swordsmen.

Yong Liang felt that his self-cultivation skills in those years were slowly collapsing.

After Yang Zheng finished eating, he burped and let out a long breath, "Actually, my superior originally wanted to fight against the general, but you, a rebellious son, rely on your strength to be unmatched, and if you meet the general for a while..."

"He doesn't have half an incense stick. If the city gate is open, you can scrape up his meat piece by piece and feed it to the fish outside the river!" Yong Liang said solemnly.

Yang Zheng bounced off the grass, "The subordinate is ready, then go ask Nizi to open the door."

(End of this chapter)