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Chapter 522 Chasing and Killing
"Sima, stop running!"

In the middle of the night, Liu Heng, who was sleeping in the corner of the tent, suddenly sat up and yelled, then fell down and fell asleep again.

His voice made Yang Zheng unable to sleep.

I slept all afternoon during the day, but was awakened in the middle of the night, and suddenly I couldn't fall asleep.

While tossing and turning, a voice came from outside the tent, "There is an urgent military situation, did you ever wake up?"

"Your Majesty is still awake." The personal guard blocked the approacher.

Seeing Yang Zheng in the middle of the night required a set of cumbersome procedures.

Confirm identity, search, report intention, remove armor, etc...

"What's the urgent military situation?" Yang Zheng got up and walked out of the tent.

The sky full of stars in the winter night and the unmelted snow on the ground make the night not dark.

"My lord, the enemy army in Linjin City appears to be breaking through!"

Yang Zheng was taken aback, and cast a strange glance at Liu Heng in the tent. Could it be that Sima Zhao had given him a dream?

Pang Qing and Meng Guan woke up when they heard the movement, only Liu Heng was still sleeping soundly.

"In more than a month, the Yellow River will thaw, and Linjin City will be a desperate place, hanging alone to the west of the Yellow River, Sima Zhao dare not stick to it!" Meng Guan analyzed.

Pang Qing also nodded and said: "After this battle, the Wei army was discouraged and their morale was completely lost. In a short period of time, there will be no reinforcements in the Kanto region. It is difficult to last for a month in Jincheng, so it is the best choice to escape from the Jedi before our army is encircled."

Yang Zheng also thought it made sense.

After so many years of growth, the two are already Yang Zheng's right-hand men.

If Sima Zhao had the courage to live and die with the city, he would not retreat at a critical moment.

Surrounded by himself for two months, is he still a prime minister?

It is Sima Zhao's most urgent task to return to Luoyang as soon as possible to stabilize the court.

"Use the whole army to intercept Sima Zhao!" If Sima Zhao can be caught, Yang Zheng, the great general of the Zhu Kingdom, can become a regular.

The general trend of the world can almost be determined.

Yang Zheng became the Dong Zhuo of the year, and led the Xiliang iron cavalry into Luoyang mightily, to meet the heroes of the Kanto region!

But in this era, are there any heroes in Kanto?
Just as Yang Zheng was dreaming, suddenly the flames blazed up in the east, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Sima Zhao broke through ahead of schedule.

At this time, it was too late to wait for the assembly of the army.

Soldiers have been running around and fighting bloody battles for many days, and it is when they are tired that once they fall asleep, it is difficult to get up.

"It's too late, Pang Qing guards the camp, Meng Guan summons the Qingqi soldiers who have already guarded the night to pursue with me!" Yang Zheng stepped on the horse led by his personal guards.

Most of the soldiers in the battalion were still sleeping.

Only a quarter of the soldiers on duty were assembled.

The horns whimpered, and the banner with the word "Yang" stood up. The soldiers excitedly stepped on their horses and gathered towards the banner.

As expected of Liangzhou's elite who have fought for many years, they have formed an organizational system after half a stick of incense.

Among them is his eldest son Yang Yi.

Yang Zheng glanced at him and was very pleased to see that his attire was quite neat.

The battlefield is the place where people are trained the most.

Fighting tiger brothers, father and son soldiers in battle, the Yang family is now standing at the pinnacle of power, of course they can't rely on themselves alone, without brothers in the family, they can only rely on their sons.

It's a pity that Yang Zheng's fertility is not as strong as Liu Heng. This guy has raised a group of women, and his son and daughter are almost 40.

Yang Zheng has been actively sowing seeds these years, only Jiang Alian and Peng Qingchan were able to give birth. Two of them died the year before last, but they were pregnant again last year. Counting the days, they will be born in two months.

Both Chunniang and Xiahouzhi are weaker in this aspect, their bodies are weak, and after so many years, they are still not used to the bitter cold in Liangzhou, and they are not as good as Qianghu women.

Yang Zheng marched forward, and seven or eight thousand cavalry came out like thunder.

"Stop running, Sima!" Liu Heng finally woke up. Seeing his bewildered look, it seemed that he hadn't woken up yet. The armor was only on his upper body, so he pulled down a cavalryman and rode on himself.

The night wind was blowing, and iron hoofs were screaming.

When they arrived at Dongcheng, the city gate was already wide open, and the city was filled with boiling water.

Don't hold back when returning to the division, the Chinese army broke through the camp at this time with a strong fighting force, and the black and white rushed eastward, leaving behind an entire army.

This group of people knew that they would die, and everyone resisted desperately, fighting with their flesh and blood holding swords and shields.

The big shield stood slanted, and the people hid behind it. The cavalry stepped on the shield, and suddenly stabbed countless ring-headed knives from the gap.

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The war horse neighed miserably, either its hooves were cut off, or its belly was ripped open.

The cavalry fell from their horses, dragged into the shield formation, and cut their bodies apart.

The scene was extremely bloody, like a slaughterhouse.

But this group of people blocked the middle of the road, with wild forests on both sides, and they couldn't get around it.

The momentum of the cavalry was stopped.

"Dare to ask who is the general?" Yang Zheng sent someone to ask.

"Tie Yang, listen, I am Yan Shi, the captain of the middle base!" The first general came out with a longbow,

"So it was him?" Yang Zheng didn't expect to see an acquaintance at this time. This person was originally a general of Cao Shuang. After the Gaoping Mausoleum incident, he stayed at the Luoyang General's Mansion. When Sima Yi mutinied, Yan Shi wanted to shoot him three times. He was a colleague. Sun Qian stopped him, but Sima Yi succeeded in the mutiny. Not only did he not kill him, but he was also promoted to the middle base lieutenant. In Luoyang, he was regarded as a model of the Sima family's benevolence and righteousness.

Yang Zheng thought it was Chen Qian or other generals, but he didn't expect it was just Yan Shi.

"Nian is from the same vein, how about surrendering to me?"

"Sima Gong treats a certain kindness as much as a mountain, how can a certain one surrender you to wait for the bandits?" Yan Shi drew his longbow and aimed at Yang Zheng.

If he hadn't given up on Sima, how could he have assumed the important position of center base lieutenant?
Back then, Cao Shuang had many talents under his command, but they switched to the Sima family one by one.

Yang Zheng waved his hand, "Don't leave any chicken or dog behind!"

"only!"

Two hundred heavy cavalry were in front.

With a bang, Yan Shi's long arrow shot at the cold-forged armor, but it was only embedded in it, as if the cavalry had been bitten by a mosquito.

The enemy's shield array is still repeating the old trick, with a large shield standing obliquely.

But the heavy cavalry stepped on it and stepped on the shield and people directly on the ground. The sound of bones and shield shattering came at the same time, and the long spear was swung down, and a Wei Jun was stabbed to death on the ground.

The gap opened, and the cavalry rushed in behind.

Yan Shi abandoned his bow and sword, but a long spear had already pierced his face...

His body fell and was trampled by countless horseshoes.

Yang Zheng didn't even look at his body, and continued to chase the deserter.

After chasing and chasing, an idea suddenly came to mind. Now, Sima Zhao is a bereaved dog, and morale is at the lowest point. Why not follow him directly into Hedong, Central Plains, and Luoyang?
The emptiness of the Central Plains is also unprecedented.

The defeat of a soldier is like a mountain, and the defeat of a country is like a mountain.

In the world, who else can save Sima Zhao's life?
Soon, the Yellow River is in sight.

Countless figures on the ice fled in a panic, and there was no formation for a long time.

Several generals were beating the soldiers, but everyone thought that as long as they crossed the river, they could escape with their lives. Who would stay behind and wait for death?

Seeing the dark Liangzhou cavalry sweeping towards them like long whips, the generals who maintained order also threw down their scabbards and whips and ran for their lives in a panic.

Perhaps on the battlefield, they were indomitable brave men, but now they are defeated like mountains, and the brave men have become cowards.

This is the trend of the times, and it cannot be reversed by individual efforts.

(End of this chapter)