Reality cannot tolerate any regression from Jia Rong. Putting aside the northern county, Yuan Shao, the coalition leader, was very restless in the Central Plains. After unifying Jizhou, he repeatedly advised Liu Yu, the governor of Youzhou, to follow the throne and ascend to the throne as emperor. To put it bluntly, it was to get rid of the Han emperor under the control of the Western Liang army and thus compete with Chang'an.

The old princes with Yuan Shao also agreed with each other, with sufficient soldiers and sufficient food. Yuan Shao intended to expand his territory. Gongsun Zan and Yuan Shao of Youzhou had already broken their faces and could not avoid war.

After learning that the Xianbei invaded the border and Jia Rong led his army to the border, Yuan Shao laughed repeatedly. Isn’t the Xiliang army known as elite? How many can there be left after the battle with the 150,000 Xianbei people? Yuan Shao really wanted to see Jia Rong’s troops were greatly damaged, unable to suppress the aristocratic family in Chang'an and then be assassinated to death like Dong Zhuo. Yuan Shao had no way to know whether the Yuan family was the one who assassinated Dong Zhuo.

There were three ministers in four generations, and their disciples were everywhere in the world. Yuan Shao could not remember everyone clearly. Perhaps he was moved by Yuan Wei's past kindness and officials started to attack.

The war broke out in Yanmen, Beidi County, Beiding, which gave Yuan Shao an opportunity to march into Youzhou and eradicate Gongsun Zan from Beiping. However, in this way, he offended all the aspiring people in the world. It would be fine if the aliens retreated, otherwise he would be a sinner for the ages. Yuan Shao did not want the Yuan family to be commented by later generations.

Liu Yu, the governor of Youzhou, and Gongsun Zan, the prefect of Beiping, have always been in disagreement. It is no secret in Youzhou, especially in his attitude towards foreign races, which is becoming increasingly fierce, and all he lacks is a fuse.

Liu Yu did not obey Yuan Shao's words of ascension to the throne, and was very convinced by Yuan Shao's theory of treating foreign races, and was even more dissatisfied with Gongsun Zan.

At this time, Gongsun Zan was dealing with the Jie people, and Liu Yu repeatedly interfered with it, regardless of the words of his staff.

The frontier was in chaos and the Central Plains was not much better. Guo Da made a comeback again and led more than 100,000 Yellow Turbans to set off bloody storms in the Central Plains. Yanzhou where Cao Cao was located and Jizhou in Yuan Shao were both affected. Yuan Shao had to put down his mind to deal with the Yellow Turbans.

Lingzhou City is not tall, and it loses some vitality compared to Lingzhou City that Jia Rong saw a few years ago.

"If you die, you will be free!" Jia Rong reached into his arms and gently stroked the jade hairpin in his arms, feeling surprisingly calm.

"Open the city gate!" A Xianbei cavalry shouted at Muda's gesture.

In the face of life, many people's choice is to compromise. Queju's son Muda is also yiyang, including Murong Li, and there is no objection. Ambitions also know how to cherish their lives. The longer the person who is in the upper position, the more valuable life is.

Murong Feng, who knew the habits of the Han people, built the entire Lingzhou City without any leakage. Although there were only a few thousand Han cavalry on the battlefield, it was hard to guarantee that they would not make any unexpected moves. Huo Qubing could still sweep the Huns with 800 cavalry.

There were endless soldiers patrolling the city, and the soldiers guarding the city gate would not open the city gate without the instructions above.

"Have you heard the defenders in the city? I'm going to enter the city!" Murong Li cursed in a fluent Xianbei language.

The Xianbei generals guarding the city looked at each other and nodded. Murong Li was a famous figure in the Xianbei army. He would not have a good time after offending him and returned to the tribe.

The city gate slowly opened.

Jia Rong's back was already soaked with sweat, and his face turned slightly pale. Unlike the Han people's cities, Jia Rong had only a rough understanding of the situation in the city. Once the chaos arose, it is not certain whether the people in the city can help. The bravery of the Xianbei people is famous on the desert grassland. Murong Feng was also the veteran general who originally followed Tan Shihuai to unify the Xianbei. He fought with such a person head-on and close-range. Jia Rong felt guilty.

Seeing the blood guard beside him nodding, Jia Rong signaled Zhao Yun with his eyes and winked at the city gate.

Zhao Yun understood that this kind of raid was a surprise attack. When the Xianbei army in the city reacted, the blood guards were not enough to be stuck in the gaps. If this battle was not successful, it would be successful.

The city gate was wide open, and Jia Rong led the Blood Guards to slowly towards the city gate. Lingzhou City was short and small. This kind of city was the most popular target for the princes in the Central Plains, and there was no saying that it was easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The moment the Blood Guard completely entered the city gate, Zhao Yun suddenly launched an attack, and his spear swung silver light flashed, killing three Xianbei soldiers guarding the city gate in a row. The Blood Guard beside him also drew out a scimitar. Before he could react, the Xianbei soldiers guarding the city gate were completely solved by the Blood Guard with a destruction and destruction.

"General, Xianbei people have many powers, and guarding the city gate is not the best strategy. If the Xianbei people attack the city gate in large numbers, even if there are thousands of people, they will not be able to defend it." Zhao Yun said anxiously. The Great Master.

"Continuously wandering around the city gate and the defenders in the city to fight, adapt to the situation!" After saying that, Jia Rong slapped his horse and galloped towards the city.

"General!" Two tears came down from Zhao Yun's beautiful face. The master and servant met each other, but Jia Rong always regarded Zhao Yun as his brother. This friendship would not frown even if Zhao Yun came to the sword mountain and the sea of ​​fire.

Jia Rong walked further and further along with the figures of five hundred blood guards. Zhao Yun bit his lip and ordered: "Kill!"

He was unable to refuse to let himself guard the city gate. Zhao Yun also had a desperate ambition. He could only divide the attention of the defenders in the city from Jia Rong and others.

Zhao Yun suddenly realized that this was a path of mortality. The key point was that Jia Rong could perfectly complete the beheading operation and kill the Xianbei general. Otherwise, even two thousand blood guards would be difficult to get out of Lingzhou City. How could the soldiers who could be left by the Xianbei general be vulgar?

The streets of Lingzhou are particularly desolate, and several deserted people are walking around the streets.

"The Han people have attacked the city, and the people in the city hide at home, don't come out!" More than a dozen blood guards shouted as they ran.

After looking at the five hundred blood guards behind him, Jia Rong suddenly developed a kind of ambition that never returns, "The wind is whistling and the Yishui is cold, and the hero is gone and never returns."

The Xianbei arranged tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in the city, and the probability of winning was less than 20%.

The scimitar was pressed against the horse's back, and the blade was facing outward. Under the rapid war horse, the sound of the wind was cut.

More than 400 blood guards had a firm face and a solemn expression. They stared at the figure ahead. Even the commander of the army and the generals of the cavalry of the great man could take risks. Even if they died in battle, they would have any complaints. They were blood guards, and they sacrificed their lives to protect Jia Rong's safety at the critical moment.

"Where is the Grand Marshal in the city? Take me there!" Jia Rong pressed the scimitar between Murong Li's waist and shouted sternly.

Murong Li's face was pale. After thinking about it repeatedly, he said, "It's in the east of the city!"

The continuous bumps of the war horse made the scimitar on Murong Li's neck cut his skin. How did Murong Li, who had been frugal with food and clothing since he was a child, realize how his father had been running around on the war horse for his whole life, and that the Murong family's climate today.

Mu Da narrowed his eyes slightly on the war horse, looked ahead with a sharp look, and attacked the Xianbei army with 500 people. This Han general named Jia Rong was definitely a madman. If he didn't fight with the Xianbei people, he would never understand the horror of Murong Feng. It's a pity that a great Han general died.

The Xianbei city with 500 people raided the Xianbei city with 10,000 people. Such a mind and spirit may not dare to do this even if Huo Qubing reborn. He walked on the grassland and flew thousands of miles away. The Xianbei people had no way, but there were big problems in the narrow city.

Jia Rong, who was determined to die, led 500 Blood Guards to stir up storm in Lingzhou City. Countless Xianbei soldiers chased Jia Rong. The small Lingzhou City was noisy and loud. Most of the city was infantry, so they could only follow the Blood Guards from afar.

At the same time, the battle at the city gate also began. Zhao Yun led 120 cavalrymen to roam around the city gate, creating chaos and attracting the attention of the Xianbei people.

Regardless of the pursuers behind him, Jia Rong slapped his horse and left the east of the city.

"Kill!" Jia Rong took the lead in killing the Xianbei camp, which was not very strict in defense.

With a slash in the air, the Xianbei soldiers slashed into two pieces. The bloody way of death made the blood guards behind them scream. The Xianbei soldiers were shocked and waved various weapons and walked forward bravely, intending to block the cavalry's attack with their flesh and blood.

The galloping war horses stepped on the group of fanatics without any mercy. The Great Lord

The defense of the Xianbei Camp is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. Jia Rong led the 500 blood guards as if he was stepping into a quagmire swamp, and he kept struggling. Jia Rong had to start facing Murong Feng, the legendary Xianbei general.

In the Xianbei tent, Murong Feng said with a gloomy face: "The little Han people actually want to attack the city!"

There are 10,000 in the city. Murong Feng has sufficient confidence to keep this Han cavalry with a population of four or five hundred.

"Mr. Murong, let us from the west go." At this time, Queju did not forget to attack his former old friends.

Murong Li said: "At this time, I am still kidding there, and the Han people have already settled outside the tent."

Que Ju said leisurely: "Not only five hundred Han people, even a thousand people can't get out."

The adults of various Xianbei tribes were talking casually in the tent. Jia Rong led the Blood Guard tore a hole among the Xianbei soldiers with an unparalleled power, and went straight to the Xianbei tent. The combat power of the Blood Guard was even incomparable to the most elite Xianbei cavalry. It can be described as destroying the body of ordinary Xianbei people.

Jia Rong looked around and saw that in addition to the crowded Xianbei people, there were also the flags floating up from the central army, which was the place where the Xianbei general and his hope for survival.

"Kill!" Jia Rong roared, and the scimitar took away the life of a Xianbei cavalry without any fancy.

The anger in the blood guards' chest was completely aroused, and each soldier tried his best to open up a bloody path with the scimitar in his hand.

Murong Feng led two thousand troops to appear in front of Jia Rong.

Looking at Murong Feng, who was faintly covered with white hair and a majestic look on his face, Jia Rong couldn't help but feel afraid.

After fighting with his back and forth, he had no choice but to retreat. Jia Rong kicked the horse's belly with both legs and the horse headed towards the Xianbei army.
Chapter completed!