The eighth year of Taixing.

winter.

Mid November.

The cold wind was howling, and some places were already snowing. Hanoi, which was close to Taihang Mountain, seemed to be shielded and protected by the Taihang Mountains. It was just a little ice rain and there was no heavy snow.

Although the autumn harvest was not bad this year, it did not mean that farmers in the entire Shandong, including Hanoi.

Because the war broke out...

The reimbursement order was issued again, not only to collect the only food rations that the people had, but also to obey labor allocation, and to suffer more and more hardships, and to persist.

These people began to suffer in the severe cold again. Without any subsidies, it was even more impossible to issue coupons and money. Only the government issued a document, and most commercial and agricultural activities in various places stopped, as if they had entered hibernation.

Compared with the depressed and lifeless labor, the array of Cao's soldiers was somewhat imposing.

A big Han flag with red letters flying violently in the north wind, and the neat military formations were arranged, full of murderous aura.

Zhao Yan stood in front of the army and shouted loudly: "The Han army is mighty!"

"Born as a great Han hero! Death is also a great Han hero!"

"Now I am following the emperor's edict to fight against the rebellion!"

"What's the matter with a man joining the army?"

"Save the country in danger! Become a marquis immediately!"

Zhao Yan's voice rolled, aroused morale, and waved it with his hands every time he shouted, which made the atmosphere very lively.

Behind Zhao Yan, Yanzhou chief clerk Fan Qin also blushed excitedly, as if a heroic spirit surged from his abdomen...

"The affairs of the king of Su gathered the land of this river.

"Anyone who is in alliance will be both civil and military.

"The depressed and desolate Huanhuan, with rules and regulations.

"It is about harmony with light and dust and dirt.

"Each person has his own heart and helps the country and the country..."

『Hmm...this...

Fan Qin's face turned redder.

After Zhao Yan finished the encouragement, he ordered the soldiers to set off in sequence. When he turned around, he found Fan Qin like this. He couldn't help but realize it. Then he smiled and said, "Huber, are you... stuck again?"

"Uh..." Fan Qinba smacked his lips, then ignored Zhao Yan, and copied the poem he had just recited on the wooden tablet. Then he let out a long breath, and the redness on his face gradually faded.

"Sorry, I was rude just now." Fan Qin saluted Zhao Yan, "I saw Brother Zhao lead the army to fight this time, and I was in a state of excitement... Sorry, I was rude, I was rude..."

Zhao Yan waved his hand, obviously not taking this matter to heart. He took the wooden slip written by Fan Qin, looked up and down, and said with a smile: "No, not bad, when I go back, I believe that this poem will be neat. Come and read it again..."

『Haha, I dare not, I dare not... to encourage each other, to encourage each other...』 Fan Qin also laughed, then carefully put the wooden note, then looked around and said softly, "Brother Zhao, this time I joined the army and went to war... I heard that General Xiahou... was not easy to meet with each other...』

If it were others, Fan Qin would definitely not say such words, but Zhao Yan had a different relationship with him. Although he was of a different surname, he was as close as a brother. Back then, the Yellow Turban was in chaos, Fan Qin and Zhao Yan both avoided the disaster in Jingzhou. They were both fellow villagers and had similar intentions, and even used money and other things together, even more harmonious than brothers in the same family.

By the way, there is also Du Xi, who is also with them.

Later, Cao Cao welcomed Liu Xie, which was undoubtedly a heart-warming agent for Zhao Dufan and the other two who were in love with the Han Dynasty, so he voted for Cao Cao.

Du Xi, who has a good family background, has talent, but perhaps it is because of his talent. He speaks impolitely, so naturally he cannot speak well and is beautiful. Compared with Chen Qun, he is now a small county magistrate in Jizhou. He has been suppressed by Chen Qun and is full of frustration.

Fan Qin was basically a traditional Shandong literati and liked poetry, lyrics and fu, so he held some positions that needed literature and writing, such as the chief clerk. This time he was also responsible for escorting a batch of money and grain to Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan is relatively more flexible. He has both literary talent, but he does not show off his literary talent regardless of occasion like Fan Qin. He will give advice when encountering things, but he will not embarrassing advice. This makes Zhao Yan very suitable to act as a buffer transition between generals with irritable personalities. Therefore, he was valued by Cao Cao very early on, and was promoted from assisting, engaging in, consulting, etc., and now he is a member of the Hanoi army.

This time, Hanoi sent troops to Taihang, and the upper route was led by Lejin to attack Huguan Gukou and first pulled out Gukou military camp, but there was no good idea for the Huguan main body. Xiahou Yuan, on the lower route, also led the army and pointed to the Gaoping Changping area. Zhao Yan, as a member of the army, led the infantry to set out in advance.

There were 3,000 infantry soldiers, 1,500 auxiliary soldiers, 3,500 peasants, 200 patrol mail and cavalry. There were also vehicles, slow horses, etc., which needed to be dispatched one by one, so Zhao Yan could only take a break from Fanqin to turn around and dispatch. Although the soldiers in Hanoi had good training on weekdays and had been preparing for this battle, the journey was not easy to walk this time, and there were no counties along the way to support consumption. It was winter marching and the number of auxiliary soldiers was not large, so they planned to only let the army walk thirty to fifty miles a day.

Although the road from Hanoi to Taihang Mountain Trail has been open for business over the years and the road is not too difficult to walk, no matter what, moving in the mountains will be slower than usual. In this way, starting from Hanoi, it will take about ten days to reach Gaoping, Changping.

Xiahou Yuan took some guards and glanced at Zhao Yan and Fan Qin, then turned his eyes to the soldiers who set out.

At present, the morale of Cao's soldiers is very good.

Xiahou Yuan trusted Zhao Yan quite a lot, so this time he simply let Zhao Yan act as his deputy, and all the infantry's errands and errands were thrown to Zhao Yan for command.

Xiahou Yuan was preparing to concentrate on leading the cavalry.

The confidant on the side said, "General, is this... this Zhao Shenjun OK? Should I go to General Wenlie again..."

"Bastard!" Xiahou Yuan cursed dissatisfied, "General Wen Lie is also very responsible! Since the lord has handed over the responsibilities to us, let's go to find others? Well?! What does the lord give us authority? Why don't he give us direct?!"

The confidant repeatedly claimed to be.

Xiahou Yuan glanced at his confidant, "I know you are kind-hearted, but since you are a general, the first thing is to have confidence in yourself! Otherwise, how can the soldiers have confidence? I made it clear again that the cavalry kept a distance of more than one day from them when marching, and every day they camped, they had to send cruising surveillances!"

The confidant responded loudly and immediately went down to pass the order.

...

...

When the first ray of sunlight at dawn just illuminated the white snow on the top of Taihang Mountain, the civilians in the Cao army camp had already moved first like ants, and then other Cao army soldiers were also in the group.

The smoke rises, and the attack also means that it will start soon.

In this era, every bite of rice is not for nothing, it requires a price of bleeding.

It's either your own blood or other people's blood.

The catapults inside and outside Huguan also began to project each other one after another.

At the beginning, neither side had much practical experience in using catapults, so Lejin's side was smashed a lot, so subsequent supplements could not catch up, while Jia Qu's side consumed too much stone bullets, and production and transportation could not catch up...

So it becomes a more like a deterrence, a deterrence, or a mutual disturbance. There is a threat but the threat is not too great.

When the stone bomb is projected down, the experienced soldiers on both sides who have been destroyed will issue warnings, and the crowd will disperse immediately. Of course, there are also a few unlucky people who run in the wrong direction, or they will not be smashed if they don’t have to run, but they will run to catch up with them with their strength.

In the area where the casting stones at the top of Huguan City could not threaten, teams of fully armed soldiers walked to the designated location under the leadership of the military academy, and then sat down on the spot with a brief and rapid order. The civilians immediately carried a large wooden barrel basket and put a pancake for the soldiers, each of which was a big cake or two small buns, and a pickle dish.

When you go to battle, you don’t eat enough, but to avoid being weak due to hunger when fighting.

There was a big and small wound on Le Jin's face, covered with some plaster. Although it seemed ferocious, in fact, such wounds could only be considered minor injuries or minor injuries, and the real serious injuries were basically lying down...

Perhaps in later feudal dynasties, the judgment of injuries was from the battle formation. As long as they could still move, they would not be seriously injured. So even if Le Jin had injuries on his face, he still stood with several military marquises and looked at Huguan in the distance.

Le Jin knew that Huguan was not easy to play, but after the actual fight started, he realized how cruel and trouble the word "bad" that was not easy to play was.

The first thing is that the subsequent supply has been intermittently unable to keep up.

I understand the specific difficulties and understand the fact that sheep intestines and sakuradao is indeed difficult to walk, but no matter what, people cannot eat or drink less.

『Send another team to check back and see where the supply convoy has arrived...』 Le Jin looked up at the sky, and saw that although the sun was rising, the clouds were still thick.『Clothing is also required to be prepared for cold protection, otherwise...Ma Junhou, you are responsible for this matter. Be sure to ensure that the logistics supply can keep up!"

An older military marquis answered.

Le Jin was about to give other things when he suddenly heard someone screaming in the distance. He turned his head and saw that a few unlucky guys had just been hit by a rock from the city of Huguankou. The ones who were smashed to death on the spot were naturally divided and bravely did not say a word, while those who were not dead were unlucky...

A half of his shoulders were gone, and bloody screamed loudly there, but it soon became weakened. The other one was broken leg, and several other soldiers were holding it tightly to prevent him from rolling due to the pain and causing greater damage. The military doctor walked over with an axe, causing the injured soldier with broken leg to wail in despair like a domestic dolphin to be slaughtered.

Le Jin calmly retracted his eyes and continued to explain to several military marquis the arrangements for today's attack. The faces of several military marquis did not change at all.

Le Jin's guards brought some mixed grain cakes and distributed them to Le Jin and Junhou.

Unlike ordinary soldiers, Le Jin and others had an extra piece of bacon and a cup of hot sour water.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, mixed with the rotten aura released before and after death, almost all attached to these foods. However, Le Jin, Junhou and others seemed to be unaware of it, or as if their sense of smell and taste had failed, biting the bread and then ate it.

After eating the last piece of cake, he drank the last bite of sour water. Le Jin gave a few words of instructions, nodded at Junhou, and waved his hand.

Junhou returned the gift silently and retreated.

The civil servants in the rear ran amid the urging sounds. Even if they sometimes fell down due to physical exhaustion, they would not care about how injured they were. They quickly gathered the falling items and sent them to the next place.

In war, a person is a thing, an item, which is divided into useful and useless. If you can still carry items, then it can still be useful. If you can't even carry items, then you will only be able to act as cannon fodder and die in the city.

The mountains in the distance are black like the eyebrows of a beautiful woman.

If there is a real beauty who is in trouble, then the place where Huguan is sure to be Shangdang’s first disaster.

『The whole team!』

『Pick up the weapon!』

A sound of command began to ring in the queue.

"Today's main attack on the right side! The two songs are divided into four teams!"

『First team, get ready! Go!』

As the military marquis waved his hand, the team leader followed the ladder truck pushed by the civilians...

No one hesitated, no one was sad, and no one would say that I didn’t understand and didn’t know that there was no way to try to delay the face of death, because behind the military formation was the direct battalion standing with Le Jin.

Le Jin's direct battalion has proved with their record that Huguan is not invincible, at least the Hukou Military Village is a clear proof, and now it is naturally the turn of these subsequent Cao troops to show their value.

As long as the recruits survive, they will of course become veterans.

In this process, less than half of the 50-person queue may survive in the end.

Those who survived were the Han people.

The dead are still Han people.

...

...

"Not good! Cao's army is here! Cao's army is here!"

"Cao's army has entered the city!"

"The city is broken!"

『Ahhhhh…』

The noisy sounds, like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, hit Yang Xiu's head, and his body made him feel very painful and in great pain.

Yang Xiu realized that the defense line he had worked hard to collapse almost instantly. The Luoyang City Defense, which he thought was proud, was like a doll wearing sexy underwear, and was stabbed several holes at any time. He couldn't even react. He even thought he was in a long nightmare for a while. But he immediately saw the fire in Luoyang City, the sound of killing was fierce, the sound of swords and guns crossing each other and the screams of the wolves crying and howling.

this……

Is this true?

How is this possible?!

Cao's army came in?!

How did Cao's army invade?!

Although Yang Xiu had already learned more or less about the news of Cao's military activities, he had always been lucky or felt that the city wall he had repaired for many years could still resist. Therefore, even though he had discussed with Yang Biao, he still delayed the final decision and tried to get the best interests with his mouth.

But I never expected that Cao Jun would not talk about it!

Just start fighting, and with this kind of action, it will be thunderous!

Where is the city defense?

Only then did Yang Xiu realize that either spies were mixed in the city or the lieutenant of the city guard was bribed!

It may even be both cases!

What about the promise of dedicating your life to the great cause of the Yang family?

The oath I made in Sizhitang is now considered as a fart?!

Yang Xiu was shocked and anxious, looking for weapons or something else that could make him feel a little relieved, but he only had a long sword for decoration. It was said to be decoration, because the most important thing about such a long sword was the decoration on the shell and the patterns on the sword body, and there was no blade at all, and only a sharp blade was opened on a small part of the tip of the sword.

Yang Xiu didn't care about so much, so he drew out his long sword and shouted: "Guardian, where is the guard?"

No guards around responded.

Yang Xiu came out of the back house. When he pushed open the door, he saw the slaves in the backyard running in chaos, screaming in panic, and mixed with the shouts in Luoyang City at this time...

『Sede! Calm down!』

Yang Xiu yelled, but few people heard it.

There were panic and headless flies around, and people were shouting and howling and crying everywhere.

"Oh my God! Cao's army is coming in!"

"The city is broken! Everyone, run away!"

『Baby! Where is the child?!』

"Xiu'er! Who saw Xiu'er?!"

『Ah! Ahhhh…』

Yang Xiu took a few steps forward and stabbed a slave who ran into him to death.

The slave screamed before his death, which made the panicked servants in the backyard more or less recovered some of their rationality from extreme panic...

"I'm not dead yet!" Yang Xiu yelled, waving the blood-stained sword, "Stay calm! Where is the manager?!"

The manager stumbled and knelt in front of him, trembling all over.

"Do your business well!" Yang Xiu wiped the blood-stained Yi Jian clean on the body of the manager, "Where is my father?"

"Okay, it seems I went to the front yard..." the manager replied.

It was not until I rushed to the front yard of Luoyang Prefecture that I saw Yang Biao here, and most of the Yang guards were here. Of course, the rest of the Yang clan members were also here.

『…』 Yang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his breath and walked up.

"Raising a pig!" When a member of the Yang clan saw Yang Xiu coming, he jumped out, spitted his saliva and pointed it at him with his hands. "You said before that Luoyang City was as solid as a rock! Where is the rock now?! Ah?! You, you, you..."

Yang Xiu silently raised his long sword intentionally or unintentionally and walked forward.

Although most of the long swords are not sharp, the tip of the sword is still sharp.

The Yang clan members swallowed silently and made way for the way.

"My father..." Yang Xiu came to Yang Biao and put away his long sword.

Yang Biao looked at Yang Xiu with a very complicated look, "Xiu'er... What do you want now?"

Yang Xiu exhaled that breath, "For the sake of the present, the only way to... be loyal to His Majesty's elixir level..."
Chapter completed!