Thanks to the urging of several personal guards, Zhang Shun came back to his senses again. He looked around, but the more he looked, the more desperate he became.
"We are willing to follow General Zhang and fight through the siege of the Shu army!"
Zhang Shun's eyes were dull. He knew that his old friend Tong Du was defeated by the Shu people in the battle of Shui, so he died with his own life to gain the honor of martyrdom for his country.
But his name has not been resounding throughout the world, and he has not yet been granted the title of marquis or Prime Minister. How could he be willing to do so?
"Let's go... let's go to the stables!" Zhang Shun didn't dare to think about it anymore and shouted hurriedly.
As soon as Zhang Shun retreated, many of the defenders who had been brave enough now no longer had the intention to defend. The generals had retreated before the battle. What were they defending?
For a time, the north gate was full of fleeing defenders. Occasionally, those who walked slowly were shot by the crossbows from the city and kept falling off the city wall.
"What, what? Are they all afraid when I come?" Si Hu, who was charging in heavy armor, had doubts on his face.
"Brother Tiger, the city is about to be breached! Rush to the city gate!" A general nearby shouted.
"Crush the city gate and grab the steamed buns!"
Si Hu roared angrily, led the city camp, and rushed toward the north gate of Yuncheng.
Scattered arrows and the occasional rolling log did not cause much obstruction. Under the general situation, only a few Cangzhou old soldiers were still fighting to the death.
The city ramming vehicle approached the city gate and was greeted by a wave of boiling water. But soon, the Shuzhou infantry bows and arrows intertwined with each other and killed the few defenders again.
More and more personal guards and remnants of the army were protecting Zhang Shun. Seeing this situation, Zhang Shun, who was originally in despair, finally had a glimmer of hope.
About two thousand people gathered together, and following Zhang Shun's order, they all rushed towards the stable.
"Xia'erjun, quickly give way to your horse!"
"Give the horse!"
Wei Diao, who was riding a war horse, looked at Zhang Shun who had escaped with a ruthless look on his face.
"If anyone stops me, don't blame me for killing!"
"Master Wei, I am the general of Yun City——"
"Fuck you, general, Yuncheng is broken!" Wei Diao raised his head coldly, not caring about fighting with Zhang Shun anymore, and hurriedly led nearly three thousand riders, trying to escape from Yuncheng with the help of horse power.
"Stop these idiots!" Zhang Shun drew his sword and roared.
"In this Muyun Prefecture, if I hadn't been there, how could your Cangzhou army have entered?" Wei Diao was furious and drew his sword as well, "It's just you guys. I, Wei Diao, am a person who has made great contributions, but I have never received any courtesy.
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"Killing the master for glory, just a bitch! Stealing the horse!"
"If you dare to block the road, kill them and escape from Yuncheng!"
The flying arrows were still roaring over Yuncheng, but the two Cangzhou armies in the city were already fighting each other.
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"Bump, bump!"
The entire due north city gate is crumbling.
In the end, it still didn't break open. A Shuzhou captain led his men and horses up first, then killed the city wall, and directly pushed the giant iron bolts to open the two Yuncheng gates.
Si Hu was stunned and felt that his military achievements were no longer counted. He was so angry that he dragged his giant ax and led his men to charge into the city.
Meng Huo from Ximen, with only about 4,000 people left in the Pingman camp, fought hard all the way, and finally arrived at the true north.
From the direction of the south gate, Xu Mu also came with a mighty army of more than 10,000 to join forces.
At the east city gate, several Cangzhou fugitives opened the city gate hastily and wanted to escape. Unexpectedly, before they could take a few steps, they were ambushed by the Shu army and shot to death with a wave of flying arrows.
"Anyone who refuses to surrender will be beheaded immediately!" Ma Yi, whose face was covered in blood, climbed on the city wall, raised his sword and shouted, supported by several guards holding shields.
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"Horse, horse!" Zhang Shun was trembling all over. His shoulder was injured in the melee, but he still stretched out his hand to grab it.
There were only a few hundred people left behind and around him. Everywhere he looked, there were corpses from the civil war. Some were from the Cangzhou Army and some were from the Xiaer Army.
"Go to hell! If, if I can be re-elected, I will definitely live up to the helmsman!" Relying on his kung fu, Wei Diao jumped on his horse and struck down with his sword -
Half of Zhang Shun's arm was immediately chopped away, fell to the ground, and rolled into the mud.
"Quick, follow me out of the city gate!"
After finally repelling the Cangzhou army blocking the way, Wei Diao, with an excited face, rushed towards the east gate with the last thousand or so riders.
"Listen to my military orders and form a formation of spears and shields! My king has an order, and the traitor Wei Diao dares to bully and kill his colleagues. He will be punished without mercy anywhere in the world!"
A Shuzhou captain raised his sword and spoke righteously. Behind him, three thousand Shu soldiers had quickly formed a formation of spears and shields.
"My Shuzhou shield can stop thousands of troops! Why dare not stop a rebel! If anyone rushes into the formation, he will be killed immediately!"
When he arrived with his men on horseback, Wei Diao turned pale when he saw the Shuzhou gun and shield blocking the way. Under the general situation, how could he kill the more than a thousand people following him.
But Wei Diao couldn't care anymore. He gritted his teeth and held on to the reins tightly.
"Charge the formation, rush over here! Break up the Shu people's spear formation and escape! Only then will we have a way to survive!"
Under Wei Diao's instigation, countless Xiaer troops charged frantically towards the east gate.
"Forward troops, raise your guns to the enemy! Rear troops, shoot them dead!" Shuzhou's little captain gave the order coldly with no expression on his face.
A wave of whistling flying arrows flew out from behind the formation. The hundreds of horsemen in the lead were shot and fell off their horses. One by one, the horses jumped into the dust with their lame legs, kicking up dust all over the sky.
"prick--"
From the gaps between the shields, countless cold iron spears stabbed out.
The first wave of hundreds of chivalrous soldiers who rushed over fell over one after another, including men and horses. The horses neighed and screamed one after another.
"Damn, damn!" Wei Diao trembled, loosened the reins, turned the horse's head sharply, and ran back.
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There were only about twenty personal guards left, guarding Zhang Shun fiercely.
Zhang Shun's arm was cut off by Wei Diao. At this time, Zhang Shun's mouth turned blue and buzzed in pain.
"Wai!"
Shu troops were surrounding him from all directions. General Zhang Shun and more than a hundred personal guards surrounded him tightly.
"I...Zhang Shun, in this life, I want to...be granted the title of marquis, prime minister, and king of other states."
Zhang Shun raised his head, squinting his eyes in pain and looking at the sunlight above his head.
That year, he went to the best cloth shop in Cangzhou and made four tiger-painting cloaks, one for each of the four eagles in Cangzhou. Just like the tiger descending from the mountain, he vowed to make a name for himself in troubled times and leave his name in history.
Zhang Shun raised his head with difficulty, looked around at the people surrounding him, and his voice turned into sobs.
"That day, I shot Mr. Chen... When I returned home, I used half a cup of soap powder and scrubbed it back and forth. Cangzhou Sifang wanted to chop Mr. Chen's body into pieces and throw it into a grave to feed the wolves... I stopped him
, buried, buried at the edge of the village at the foot of Lidu Mountain in Cangzhou."
"I'm not begging for a living, I know I can't survive." Zhang Shun burst into tears, "Rong, Rong, I'm going to kill myself."
"General Zhang, let's go." In the Shu army, Xu Mu was silent for a while before speaking.
Under the sun, Zhang Shun used up his last strength, closed his eyes, raised his sword with one arm, and cut his own throat. Behind him, more than twenty personal guards followed suit in grief and died beside Zhang Shun.
Xu Mu turned around.
Ma Yi silently approached with the knife, and the light of the knife passed by. Zhang Shun's head was completely grasped in his hand and put into a restrained wooden box. This chapter has been completed!