"Crunch~"

The city gate of Yanxingguan slowly opened, and the sound of the door opening was particularly harsh in the dark night.

There was no defense, no fighting, and no defenders were even seen. Tens of thousands of Yan Army cavalry from the East Courtyard just rushed in without any hindrance.

This most important town in Hanzhou has just become a decoration.

If Chang Hantang, an old man far away on Jiaodong Road, knew that the Yan army had invaded Pinghan Road without spending a single soldier, he would probably be furious to death.

"Boom~"

The sound of horse hooves was deafening, and as soon as the masses of prairie cavalry entered the city, they started killing each other.

Those border soldiers under Chang Hehe's command only numbered two to three thousand. How could they be the opponent of the Yan Cavalry brigade and Yan Zhang's soldiers?

One after another, exclamations sounded in the night:

"Yan Jun, it's Yan Jun! Why did Yan Jun enter the city!"

"Defend! Meet the enemy! Gather your soldiers to face the enemy!"

"Where are the city defenders? Why didn't they stop them?"

"Chi chi chi~"

"Ahhh!"

No one answered them, and they were greeted by sharp scimitars.

Many of the soldiers who were killed could not understand until their death: How could the Yan army enter the city? And why did these ordinary comrades suddenly raise their butcher's knives against them?

"Kill!"

"Boom~"

"Chi chi chi~"

"Ahhh!"

"Haha, kill them all!"

The Yan army that entered the city went on a killing spree, waving the scimitar in their hands with a ferocious smile.

Although they were Yan soldiers, many of them were actually members of the North Jin Dynasty who had perished. They had a bloody feud with the Pinghan Dao border troops, and they were very fierce in their attacks.

The Pinghan Road border army in the city is divided into two parts, one part belongs to Changhe Valley and the other part belongs to Yanzhang.

The group of people belonging to Yan Zhang had already tied red ribbons on their arms as a mark to allow the Yan army to distinguish their enemies.

Yan Zhang took the initiative to come to Yanxingguan to take charge this time. Not only did he come, he also brought a large number of elite soldiers.

These soldiers only listened to his orders.

"Chi chi chi~"

"Ahhh!"

"The Yan army has entered the city!"

"Ahhhh~"

The screams echoed in the night, and the people all over the city fell into a great panic, not understanding why the Yan people suddenly entered the city.

After all, they were border residents. Many upright people picked up their weapons and poles and joined the battlefield, fighting to the death with the Yan army.

But it is destined to be in vain, and these people will only become dead bodies under the Yan army's saber.

The people of Yanxingguan who are hiding in their homes and shivering know that from today on, their lives will no longer be peaceful, and death may come in the next moment.

This massacre only lasted for less than two hours, and no more cries of death could be heard in the city. Only corpses scattered everywhere, bleeding profusely.

The Yan army seemed to have received the order in advance and did not massacre the city as before. The soldiers were trying their best to restrain their bloodthirsty.

This was the agreement between Yan Zhang and Zhou Weiran before the war started. They must not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

On the top of the city, a large number of generals had gathered around Yan Zhang. At a glance, there were at least seven or eight of them.

Either he is a member of his own Yan family, or he is a direct descendant of his Yan family's in-laws.

Although the largest general family in Pinghan Road is the Chang family, the Yan family also has a good foundation. It has been married to various major families for many years, and the Yan family naturally has a group of loyal supporters of its own.

A large number of figures swarmed up to the city along the stone steps, their footsteps chaotic. Judging by the clothes on their bodies, it was obvious that they were Yan people, and they all had sharp knives hanging from their waists.

The top of the city was filled with soldiers from the Yan family, looking at the Yan people fiercely.

These guys were not afraid, so Shi Shiran walked from the eager eyes of the Yan family soldiers to the front of Yan Zhang.

Zhou Weiran, the leader, smiled slightly, cupped his fists and saluted:

"Brother Yan, we meet again~"

Yan Zhang glanced at the imposing guys around Zhou Weiran and said softly:

"Yan has done what he should do, and the next step is up to you~"

The generals beside Yan Zhang all held their palms on the hilts of their swords. Although the two parties united, these grassland people were always aliens in their eyes. How could they completely trust them.

The same is true for the Yan people. They look big and small, and seem to start fighting if they disagree with each other. They don't look like a group of people at all.

"Haha~"

Zhou Weiran smiled, then casually glanced at the tense city, and said:

"Brother Yan, isn't this fight a bit big? Should we move to a cleaner place to talk?"

Yan Zhang raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Okay!"

…

A group of people appeared in the general's mansion in Yanxing Pass. Several cups of tea had been poured in the house.

This was originally the place where Chang Hehe and his generals discussed matters, but unexpectedly, the Yan people were now sitting here openly.

Yan Zhang only brought two of his trusted generals with him, and all the guards armed with swords stayed outside.

There are also three people here in Zhou Weiran, one is elegant and the other is murderous.

This time the number of people was much smaller and it looked much more refreshing.

Zhou Weiran stood up first, looked at Yan Zhang and said with a smile:

"This is the first time for everyone to meet each other and we are not familiar with each other yet. How about I introduce you first?"

"No."

Yan Zhang shook his head calmly, looked at the scholar sitting opposite, and said softly:

"I have heard for a long time that Prime Minister Dongting is elegant and well-educated. Although he is from the Nalan tribe, one of the five tribes of Yanrong, he is more like us people from the Central Plains.

Yan didn’t quite believe it before, but now that he saw it, it was indeed well-deserved.

Prime Minister Nalan, please be polite."

"Hahaha."

Nalanting Ye laughed brightly and bent down to salute: "Your Majesty said that General Yan was a martial artist, but he was extremely intelligent. It was indeed true when I saw him today.

The general is really a great talent.

My dear, Nalan Tingye, I have met General Yan!"

Nalan Tingye's expression is very sincere, without any hint of hypocrisy, which makes people feel warm easily.

This is what his father Nalan Jing taught him. Sometimes a smile is easier to win people's hearts than gold, silver and jewelry.

Yan Zhang smiled, looked at Wanyan Bi with some inexplicable meaning, and said softly:

"This must be General Wanyan. He already holds the military power in the East Courtyard at a young age and is so powerful that he is really formidable.

You may have never met me, but your father and I have fought against each other on the battlefield, and we are already old acquaintances.

Not bad~”

Yan Zhang's tone contained a hint of an elder lecturing a younger one.

He and Wanyan Bi's father Wanyan Aguda were figures of the same period, and were properly regarded as military generals of the older generation.

To put it bluntly, Wanyan Bi was not yet born when Yan Zhang was fighting on the battlefield with a sword.

The two of them are a generation apart.

Wanyan Bi was not dissatisfied with Yan Zhang's elder-like tone, but said in a deep voice:

"Wanyan Bi has met General Yan. General Yan has been famous for a long time. How can Wanyan Bi deserve the general's praise?

Please give me more advice in the future.”

After saying this, Yan Bi bowed respectfully and saluted.

In the past, how could Wanyanbi, with his arrogance, allow a Central Plains man to speak to him like this?

But after his father died in the war and Beijin fell, he no longer had the qualifications to be proud.
Chapter completed!