Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 1222 The Monument under Linjin City

  East City Gate has already been dug a gap, where the mud, sand and masonry collapsed, the two sides launched the most brutal battle.

Tai Shici stood at the opening of the door, covered in blood, but all the soldiers who came a little closer to the opening were killed by Tai Shici, no matter how many people were cursing or howling. He rushed forward, but Tai Shici still didn't take half a step back, just like a killing machine with endless power.

   "Shield! Go up! Go up!" Several Yang Jun's soldiers shouted, trying to push Tai Shici out of the gap. I don't know where these Yang Jun's soldiers found some long logs, which seemed to be part of the damaged ladder, but they were hugged by a few people, and stabbed straight at Tai Shici's body, although the long wooden sticks were not sharp. The tip of the gun was much longer than Tai Shici's broken halberd. Although the pawns beside Tai Shici were struggling to chop off the long wooden stick, the sword was not a battle ax after all. How could it be cut off in a short while? ?

Although Taishi Ciwu is brave and wears heavy armor, these wooden stakes will not be directly injured when poked up, but they can't offset the impact force brought by these wooden sticks and stakes, and they are in the gap, so there is no place to move and dodge , In the end, under the continuous impact, he had to withdraw from the gap in the city gate.

  Yang Jun's soldiers cheered for a while, and then they yelled and climbed out from the gap, like an ant nest with a hole pierced open, and a group of black and white crawled out.

   "Wooden fence! Go up!"

Tai Shici shouted loudly, brandished his halberd, and with a sweep, knocked away several soldiers who were rushing forward, and then habitually made another downward strike. Unfortunately, when the gap in the halberd fell on Yang Jun's soldiers, Tai Shici Cicai realized that the crescent of the long halberd had been damaged and had lost the effect of chopping, so he had to use more force to smash another Yang Jun soldier to the point where his shoulders were crooked. land.

  Taking advantage of Tai Shici's sweeping open a gap, the soldiers of Zhengxi at the back quickly pushed the built wooden fence connected horizontally and vertically towards the gap. These wooden fences are also made temporarily, with different lengths and thicknesses, and even some of the wood is old. It is natural to look at it in normal times and find it disgusting and awkward, but no one can care about so much at the moment. A burst is a burst.

Countless soldiers of Yang Jun who poured into the opening of the city gate were all red-eyed. When they saw Zhengxi soldiers coming up against the wooden fence, they took knives and guns and hacked randomly through the wooden fence. Fortunately, Zhengxi soldiers were also dead. Wearing heavy armor, it is more or less immune to some damage.

  There seemed to be someone outside the city shouting loudly and rushing into the city to offer a reward of ten thousand gold or something. Immediately these soldiers of Yang Jun, stimulated by the bounty, kept rushing forward. The few Yang Jun soldiers who rushed to the front had just cut the wooden fence with a knife, and were pressed against the wooden fence by the soldiers who came after, unable to move at all, they could only watch helplessly. The spear pierced through his chest.

Even though the first batch of Yang Jun soldiers were stopped and killed with wooden fences, more and more Yang Jun soldiers crowded together and pushed forward with all their strength, so that those dead soldiers were actually hung on the wooden fence. On the fence, a layer of flesh and blood shield was formed, and the improvised wooden fence began to show cracks due to the competition between the two sides...

  The wind blowing across Luoshui swept the rising black smoke inside and outside Linjin City, but it couldn't blow away the thick and tragic smell of blood.

Yang Junduan sat on the soil **** in the east of the city. Although he had been to the battle formation many times, he still didn't like the smell on the battle formation very much. Pressed it a bit, squeezed out some juice, put it under the nose and sniffed it, and the brows seemed to be more comfortable.

Yang Jun has always believed that he is not a general on the battlefield, but should be a commander who can win thousands of miles, because Yang Biao really does not have any qualified generals, so he has to go to the front line of the battle. command operations.

  Under Linjin City, Yang Jun finally found such a feeling of controlling the overall situation, which made him feel quite comfortable, and naturally he also had leisure time to enjoy the scenery.

  Gently throwing down the grass in his hand, Yang Jun turned his head and asked, "Mr. Wen, when will you be able to decide on Guanzhong?"

Standing on one side, Zheng Hun cupped his hands and said: "Nowadays in Guanzhong, people have been fighting for a long time, and people's minds are settled. Therefore, it is only necessary to sail along the river, punish the leaders and befriend the branches, and then win the hearts of the soldiers and the people. Can be determined."

   Zheng Hun is Zheng Tai's younger brother. Zheng Tai intends to gain a foothold in Guanzhong with the help of Yang Biao, so Zheng Hun naturally followed Yang Jun's troops to Zuo Fengyi. Zheng Hun, like Zheng Tai, has a good reputation. Yang Biao also has some plans this time to use the two brothers Zheng Tai and Zheng Hun to manage Guanzhong and ensure Hongnong's rear. Hun is quite friendly and discusses current affairs from time to time.

  Yang Jun nodded, and said: "If Guanzhong is determined, farming and mulberry should still be the most important thing. We should promote farming and restore Zhuanghe as much as possible."

   "What the general said is true."

Zheng Hun said respectfully, then raised his head and looked into the distance, he seemed to see Qin Chuan, who was three hundred miles away, and his mood was unavoidably agitated. Just as he was about to give Jiang Shan some words to express his ambitions, he saw Qin Chuan in the northwest of Linjin City. , something seems to have changed...

  The Huchuquan troops who were attacking the west gate and north gate of Linjin, for some reason, began to call for gold. Not only did they retreat from the city wall, but they were still gathering their queues, as if they were facing an enemy.

   "This..." Even Yang Jun, who was sitting, noticed the strange situation, and quickly stood up, widening his eyes, "Come here! Go ask..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a few Hun cavalrymen rushing from the Huchuquan main formation in the distance. They rushed to Yang Jun in a little panic, reined in their horses, and shouted loudly: "Northwest A large number of cavalry were found forty miles away! The banner is... the banner of Zhengxi!"

Because the Xiongnu are dominated by cavalry, Hu Chuquan was given the responsibility of scouting on the battlefield. In fact, he didn't expect any troops to come. It was just a habitual move by Yang Jun who was cautious, and ordered the scouts to follow the routine Put it in the forty miles, but never thought that there would be an unexpected situation.

"Zhengxi!" Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, his heart seemed to miss a beat or two, and after a while, he slowly turned his head to look at Zheng Hun, and said, "Zheng Wengong! Didn't you speak with certainty, Zhengxi Dead? Where did this Zhengxi come from?!"

  Zheng Hun was also stunned, hesitating for a while before saying: "This... this... I also heard what Feng Yi Zheng said... Ah, Zheng is currently in the Huchuquan army, the general may as well ask in person!"

  Yang Jun snorted, and then saw Huchuquan's Chinese army starting to move over, frowned for a while, finally sighed, and said: "Command! Mingjin! Team up!"

Even though it is only one step away from attacking the city, on the one hand, Huchuquan has already withdrawn his troops. On the other hand, if Linjin City learns of the arrival of reinforcements, it will definitely fight to the death, and it may not be possible to capture the entire city before the reinforcements arrive. Linjincheng, so it's better to tear it off for the time being, even if it is to give the dying Linjincheng a breath of relief for the time being.

Obviously, Hu Chuquan got the news earlier than Yang Jun, and also asked Zheng Gan earlier. At this time, he brought the troops to Yang Jun, and without a word, he was angrily picked up from behind. Zheng Gan, flick in front of Yang Jun.

  Yang Jun frowned slightly, with a smile on his face, and said: "Come here, don't you help Mr. Zheng to get up...Mr. Zheng, what is this expedition to the west?"

Zheng Gan's clothes were wrinkled, his face and body were stained with a lot of yellow dust, his crown was crooked, he was somewhat in a state of embarrassment, he finally struggled to stand up, and when he heard Yang Jun's question, he quickly swore that Zheng Xi was indeed dead, But when asked about details, he hesitated and couldn’t tell. It’s better to be forced to ask urgently. He just said that he heard what others said, and then said that these people who came under the banner of Zhengxi may not really be Zheng. General Fei Qian of the West...

   "Others? It's such an important matter, but you just listen to what others say?" Yang Jun frowned deeply, then stared at Zheng Gan, and finally waved his hand first, asking people to take Zheng Gan down first.

"The current situation, whether it is true or false, it is useless to discuss it..." Yang Jun said to Hu Chuquan, "Since the troops from the west have arrived, it will always be a battle! Otherwise, I don't know the truth or the truth, I don't know You Xian What's the king's intention?"

  Hu Chuquan sat on the horseback, heard Yang Jun's words, but did not answer, but looked up at the sky, and said after a while: "Then let's fight..."

  Lin Jincheng, the ownership of the entire city seems to have become a foil and a secondary thing in front of the question of whether Fei Qian, the general who conquered the west, should live or die. A large number of soldiers of Yang Jun and Huchuquan began to turn to face the northwest direction of Linjin City, but only a small part of them were left to patrol around Linjin for vigilance.

   Maybe it has been a long time, or maybe it was just in the blink of an eye, just in the northwest direction, on the north bank of the Luo River, the rising smoke and dust are getting closer and bigger.

  Dozens of scouts dispatched again quickly retreated from the northwest, shaking flags or robes desperately, in order to send signals to Yang Jun and Hu Chuquan.

   "The army to conquer the west is approaching!"

   Almost without any translation or explanation, this was clearly understood in the minds of everyone present.

The joint formation of Huchuquan and Yang Jun suddenly became a little depressed, and even the horses that kicked from time to time seemed to restrain their breath. On the contrary, there were huge cheers from the Linjin city pool. On the battlefield, the two sides who were still fighting for life and death just now are so close at this moment, they have no desire to continue fighting, they just look in the same direction.

  One side cheers.

   One side is silent.

  It was already past noon, and the sun was already slightly tilted to the west, and it seemed to be shining on the troops appearing from the northwest of the battlefield.

  Yang Jun narrowed his eyes suddenly, as if he was stabbed by something.

  On the grassy **** in the northwest direction, suddenly an armored knight appeared, holding a long horse lance, reining in the horse and standing on the top of the slope, appearing in the sight of everyone.

  Yang Junhu, Chuquan and others couldn't help but stagnate their breathing!

   Before he could catch his breath, more cavalry surged and appeared on the grassy **** in the distance.

The red ones are the red tassels on the spear heads, the black ones are the iron armors on the cavalrymen, and the blue ones are the robes fluttering in the wind. Of course, the most conspicuous thing is still the three-color warriors fluttering fiercely above the cavalrymen's heads. flag…

  The sun shines on the flag.

  The colors and fonts on the flag seem to be about to jump out of the flag at the next moment and leap into the air!

   General of the West!

  Fei!

  Although the distance is far away, the big words on the flag actually look almost the same as the big beans, but it seems that every word is pierced into everyone's eyes and hearts.

  For a while, Yang Jun and Hu Chuquan's joint battle formation couldn't help but cause some disturbances. The soldiers looked up and talked a lot.

  The flag of the Zhengxi War was unfurled. Under the flag, Fei Qian sat on his horse, looking at Linjin City, where the flag of Zhengxi was still erected on the top of the city, heaved a sigh of relief.

Fei Qian directly led the troops here, firstly to rescue Linjin City, and secondly to stabilize the situation, only by appearing in front of everyone can the rumors be completely eliminated, and at the same time, it is also to control the entire battlefield in Zuo Fengyi's area , not to let the flames of war spread too much, affecting the autumn harvest of Jing Zhaoyin and You Fufeng.

   Near Jincheng, corpses are everywhere, miserable and cruel, even the top of the city seems to be stained with blood, which is enough to infer the tragic fighting situation in the past two days.

   "It's not easy to come to Jin..." Fei Qian said slowly, "Next, it's up to us..."

  The world is boundless, the wind is blowing, and the water is cold.

  Baibo, Xianbei, Longyou, Guanzhong, how many times the flesh and blood killing fields have been walked step by step like this. Looking back now, it seems that I can still see a long series of bright red and **** footprints!

   But ahead, what is greeted is not flowers, nor a river flowing with honey, but a battlefield full of bones and blood!

  Fei Qian pointed his hand, and laughed loudly to the left and right: "The world is a killing field, and men fight in all directions! The enemy chieftain is here, who can capture the king!"

  Almost at the same time, Zhao Yun and Gan Feng leaped forward and shouted loudly: "I want to go!"

   After finishing speaking, the two glared at each other.

"So, the two of you will share the left and right wings! Let's see who can come out on top first. A certain man will lead his horse and show off his martial arts!" Fei Qian laughed, pulled out the Zhongxing sword, and pointed forward, " Blow the trumpet! March! Forward! Let these thieves pay the price! Let today's battle become a glory that can be boasted in front of our children and grandchildren! Become a monument that you and I have built together on the land of Guanzhong!"

  (end of this chapter)