N-A-A Chapter 169
Chapter 169
In the tent of the Xiliang Army, the candlelight flickered, reflecting Dong Zhuo's frown, as if even the air was frozen in this ominous atmosphere. His eyes were like torches, piercing through the night, shooting directly at Lu Bu who was kneeling below, with a tone of depression and doubt that was difficult to conceal: "What are you talking about? How dare Liu Yao, that kid, intercept you halfway and ruin your plan?"
Lü Bu's body trembled slightly when he heard this, and a trace of complex emotions flashed in his lowered eyes, both unwilling and helpless. He slowly said:
"Foster father, my son was almost successful, and Cao Cao, the thief, was almost trapped in the jar, waiting to be killed with a knife. But unexpectedly, there were unpredictable events, Liu Yao and Gongsun Zan joined forces, and attacked like a ghost, catching our army off guard."
Dong Zhuo heard this and thought to himself. He could feel the timidity hidden in Lu Bu's words, which was the growing fear and fear of Liu Yao. The former fierce general seemed to be quietly changing in these battles.
He sighed lightly, his eyes showing both worry about the situation and complex emotions towards Lu Bu.
Liu Yaoer's fame can now make Lu Bu's mind shaken. The world is unpredictable, which is really a pity.
Outside the tent, the night wind whistled, as if it was also wailing for the hero's end in this troubled world.
Lu Bu remained silent, but his clenched fist revealed his inner reluctance and determination.
He had seen a trace of distrust in Dong Zhuo's eyes.
It happened that Li Ru hurriedly walked into the military tent at this time.
"Grandmaster, I don't know what happened. Today we suddenly couldn't contact the garrison stationed in Chang'an."
Dong Zhuo frowned.
"Then send out all the scouts. Be sure to know the movements of Chang'an!"
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The ancient and vast land of Guanzhong is now a tragic painting painted in blood, and the rivers seem to be dyed red by endless blood.
Under the exquisite layout of the four think tanks Guo Jia, Tian Feng, Xi Zhicai and Ju Su, a storm sweeping Chang'an is quietly brewing. The four legions, like four sleeping lions, are awakened and, with the force of thunder and lightning, they are divided into three routes and point directly to the heart of the thousand-year-old capital - Chang'an.
Huang Zhong will personally lead the second legion. His deputy general Gao Shun is known for his calmness and bravery. The two stand side by side, like twins, to block the vanguard and attack Tongguan.
Tongguan starts from the west edge of Yuanwanggou in the east and ends at the east bank of Jingou in the west. It faces ditches on the east and west sides, the Yellow River in the north and the towering Qinling Mountains in the south.
From the intersection of Jingou and Tonghe River in the north to the entrance of Haochayu in Qinling Mountains in the south, there are 12 beacon towers connected to Tongguan, namely the Twelve Linked Cities.
Tongguan City stands on the dangerous ground, and together with the natural barriers of the Yellow River in the north and the Qinling Mountains in the south, it builds a solid defense system to guard the east-west road between the Central Plains and Guanzhong.
With this pass, it can be said that one man guards the pass and ten thousand men cannot open it.
When the night falls and everything is silent, a silent storm quietly brews under Tongguan.
To shake this ancient pass in a short period of time with the strength of one army alone is like an ant trying to shake a tree. It is difficult to imagine.
However, over the years, the shadow of the net, like a ghost in the dark night, has quietly penetrated into every corner of Tongguan, and its power is so dense that it can penetrate every hole, weaving the entire Yongzhou into an intricate intelligence network.
The night has become the best cover. Under the deep night, the traitors and the dead waiters of Luowang shuttled like ghosts, quietly removing the heavy shackles of Tongguan. The gate slowly opened under the moonlight, as if it was the door of fate, opening the passage for the coming storm.
Huang Zhong and Gao Shun, like two lightning bolts, instantly cut through the night, and their figures intertwined into an exciting battle picture under the city gate.
They led their cavalry to step onto the battlefield shrouded in the night at a lightning speed, vowing to take Tongguan into their pockets as soon as possible.
Just when they had just captured the gate.
Under the wise command of Xu Huang, the Third Corps, carrying Xu Chu's earth-shaking power, poured into Tongguan like a tide.
Tongguan was taken almost effortlessly.
Xu Huang and his men did not hesitate to fight, and aimed directly at the north, rushing forward all the way. Wherever they passed, they left behind only the enemy's hastily fleeing figures and the smoke in the air.
The Fourth Army was like a sharp sword. With Le Jin in charge of the seal and his deputy Li Si following closely behind, the two led the army side by side, like a dragon, straight to the heart of Chang'an.
The Second Army was led by Huang Zhong and Gao Shun. After confirming that Tongguan was correct, they left a small number of soldiers to defend, and the rest of the army was like an arrow from a bow, cutting through the sky and heading straight to the south.
At this time, the three major armies were like three unstoppable torrents, in GuanzhongThe vast earth is full of flowing water, they echo each other, but they fight on their own, with seamless cooperation, weaving a strategic network covering the entire Guanzhong.
"Humph, we have worked hard and planned for several years. Today, we want to let the princes of the world witness the great reputation of our Bingzhou Iron Cavalry with their own eyes, and shock the four directions!" Guo Jia, dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, stood in the military tent, with a sharp gaze, and was intensively deducing the battle situation on the sand table with the generals in the tent.
"At present, the three elite troops of our army are following our carefully laid out strategy, step by step, and conquering one by one."
Zhang He stood beside him, and his heart was inevitably filled with a mixture of anxiety and expectation. Seeing that other legions were opening up new territory and gaining a lot on the vast battlefield, while his own legion seemed to be temporarily forgotten on the edge of the battle, waiting for the opportunity, and he couldn't help but rub his hands.
"Military Advisor, do we really have to stay here as spectators, waiting for the situation to change? All of us, the men of Bingzhou, are full of passion and eager to make a name for ourselves on the battlefield?" Zhang He's voice was filled with reluctance and urgency, and his eyes looking at Guo Jia were full of desire for the upcoming battle.
Gao Lan nodded on the side.
"That's right, watching them repeatedly make great achievements on the battlefield, you can't be partial to one and forget about us, the soldiers who are eager to try, right?"
Hearing this, Guo Jia raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with a deep light, as if everything was under control.
"Hahaha, two generals, please be patient. The most exciting chapters of worldly affairs are often left for later. The tasks prepared for you are extraordinary and challenging enough to make the blood of heroes boil. Don't you want to give it a try?"
When Zhang He heard this, a bright color flashed in his eyes, as if the fire in his heart was ignited, and he asked eagerly:
"Oh? What does the military advisor mean by this? What kind of arduous challenge is it? I would like to hear the details!"
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