Chapter 2040 Everything is okay, I have everything
A sharp shout suddenly burst out from Pan Zhang's mouth, like a big cat whose tail was stepped on. The squeal was deafening. Taking advantage of the moment when Zhang Yun was shocked, Pan Zhang took a step forward and got closer. He grabbed Zhang Yun's shield and circled it to the side, causing Zhang Yun's shield originally used to block to become an obstacle to the attack.
Zhang Yun's sword failed, and Pan Zhang stretched out his hand to press the shield held by Zhang Yun. Almost at the same time, the two glared at each other, yelled, raised their swords in unison and slashed again, and then hit the ground with a "dang" sound in the air. Together, sparks shine!
As the swords struck each other, Zhang Yun immediately felt that Pan Zhang's strength was stronger than his. He couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. He slightly released his force on the sword in his right hand, trying to slide Pan Zhang's thick-backed sword aside, and took a step to the left. The intention was to grab Pan Zhang's left side, stay away from Pan Zhang's sword range, and at the same time enter his own more comfortable attack range.
But Zhang Yuncai had just unloaded Pan Zhang's sword and was about to swing it out when he heard the sound of wind. Pan Zhang turned his wrist and the heavy machete was as light as nothing in his hand, and he swung it sideways. !
Zhang Yun could only block it with a horizontal shield. This time the sword and shield met, and there was another loud noise. Pan Zhang's sword bounced back, and Zhang Yun was also hit by the slashed shield, which uncontrollably rose up and staggered back.
Zhang Yun's arm was a little numb under the violent impact, but when he saw Pan Zhang running towards him again as if he was completely unaware, he screamed "Bitterness" in his heart and had to use his shield to block it again. Pan Zhang's powerful and heavy thick-backed sword.
The guards behind Zhang Yun also rushed over and shouted: "General! Take a step back!"
Before the voice of Zhang Yun's guard fell, Zhang Yun jumped away in a hurry. A Jiangdong soldier next to him took the opportunity to stab him, but Zhang Yun deflected it with a shield, and then chopped off his arm with a knife. Suddenly Jiang Dongbing's The arm and the spear fell together, and he rolled and fell while screaming.
Pan Zhang on the other side also let go of guard Zhang Yun's thrust, and then hit guard Zhang Yun's throat with his elbow. He heard the sound of bones cracking. Guard Zhang Yun let go of the spear and covered it with both hands. He grabbed his throat, gurgled a few times and spurted out some blood, and fell limply to the ground.
In the past, Zhang Yun had fought against many people in Jingzhou. Except for Gan Ning and Wenpin, who really couldn't beat him, Zhang Yun consciously had an advantage when fighting with others. No matter how bad he was, he would still be 50-50 However, now I find that Jingzhou seems a bit small. Does Zhang Yun think he is the third in the world...
Once a general goes on the battlefield, he is faced with life and death. In a life-and-death battle, if his courage fluctuates slightly, it will be reflected in his hands and feet, and his opponent will even be keenly aware of it.
When the thought flashed into Zhang Yun's mind that it would be better if Gan Ning or Wenpin were here, Pan Zhang had already noticed Zhang Yun's intention to retreat, and roared again, charging straight at him!
Zhang Yun's expression changed and he shouted: "Stop him! Kill him! Reward him with a thousand gold coins!"
And Pan Zhang also shouted with angry eyes: "They are scared! Go ahead! Attack the city! Maicheng is ours!!"
Pan Zhang was at the front, rushing left and right to protect the area for climbing the city. Behind Pan Zhang, Jiang Dongbing was like a dog that had been hungry for three days after seeing meat. It was as if its hands and feet could dig out phantoms. They were crazy.
Climb up towards the top of the city!
Hundreds of people from both sides fought wildly in this area, with blood flying everywhere. From time to time, someone fell off the top of the city, and then fell to the bottom of the city, mixed with the previous corpses.
The Jingzhou soldiers attacked Pan Zhang again and again, but were forced back by Pan Zhang. Pan Zhang's thick-backed sword was now covered with blood, and flesh and blood flew everywhere when he swung it. Those who followed behind Pan Zhang
More than a dozen guards also began to form a formation, cooperating in a small space, and even allowing Pan Zhang to retreat and regain some breath.
On the top of Maicheng City, within a few inches, the two sides exchanged spears and swords. Screams were heard every moment, and people fell every second. In the process of exchanging lives, the exhaustion of Jingzhou soldiers made
The battle lines continued to retreat, and more and more Jiangdong soldiers boarded the city...
When the comparison of the number of people exceeded a certain limit, Zhang Yun's face turned pale and his throat was so dry that he could not speak. Under Liu Biao's command, Zhang Yun's Jingzhou soldiers were considered capable of fighting, which made them
I once thought that even in the current troubled times of the Han Dynasty, even if I can't stand out, I still have the capital to protect myself, so I have always had the idea of sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, thinking that I would simply wait until the guys around me are killing each other.
You can directly attack and achieve final victory. Even if you fail, you can still use your own strength to negotiate for a good price, and then continue to live a happy life smoothly.
However, now, Zhang Yun and others discovered that the long-term peaceful life in Jingzhou not only failed to improve the combat effectiveness of Jingzhou's soldiers, but was even worse than the Jiangdong soldiers who were in constant disputes with South Vietnam!
You know, when Sun Jian led his troops to invade Jingzhou, the Jingzhou soldiers still had some advantages against the Jiangdong soldiers, and it was only a few years ago...
Under such circumstances, Zhang Yun seemed to have found another excuse. It was not that our army was too incompetent, but that the enemy army was too powerful!
"Withdraw! Withdraw!" Zhang Yun shouted, "Go back to Xiangyang! Go back to Xiangyang!"
Although he said that he lost Jiangling first and now Maicheng, from the perspective of military law, there are naturally some things, but after all, the Han still believes in rule by man. He is Liu Biao's nephew, so he must take care of him no matter what. He can't arm his arms
The elbow is pointed outward, isn't it? The most I can think of is a reprimand, a fine of some salary or something, and at most a few slaps in the face, and that's all it takes to make meritorious deeds...
Zhang Yun is not the only one who has such thoughts.
In Xiangyang City, Liu Cong's thoughts were actually similar to Zhang Yun's.
Although Liu Cong also stood on the city wall and saw and heard the approaching war in the distance, after walking down the city wall and returning to the government office, he still didn't realize much about the misery of the war.
At that time, Luoyang City was burned to ashes by fire, but Jingzhou remained stable.
Is not it?
Back then, the Yuan Dynasty and Yuan Dynasty were fighting each other, and the people from south to north were fleeing for their lives in the ravines. Xiangyang was peaceful as usual.
right?
Back then, the Han people and the Hu people were fighting outside the Great Wall. The yellow sand was stained with blood, and the soldiers fought in hundreds of battles. At most, there were just some petty conflicts among the pastoralists in Jingzhou...
The land of Jingzhou has become rich and prosperous in recent years.
While other places were suffering, with a sharp decline in population and constant refugees, Jingzhou had so much wealth, so many people, so many villages and forts, and such exquisite buildings and cities. All of this was indeed to a certain extent.
It was because of Liu Biao, but unfortunately, precisely because of this, Jingzhou also received all kinds of malicious peeks from the surrounding areas...
What's even more pity is that Liu Cong doesn't understand this.
In Liu Cong's impression, Xiangyang was prosperous, rich, powerful and unshakable.
The blue-gray city wall is so solid, and it winds out for who knows how far. The market in the city is bustling with people, there are many restaurants and shops, and all kinds of materials are in great variety. There are people everywhere, and there are many crowns and canopies everywhere.
It is a rouge flower, and there are singing and dancing birds everywhere.
Liu Cong even believed that Xiangyang people should be luxurious, calm, elegant and melodious.
Even the gatekeepers of their own family can wear brocade and leather boots, and speak in a manner that is not inferior to their disciples. Inside and outside the city, there are even more crowns and silk scarves, and on the high buildings, there is Hu Xuan singing happily, even when night falls, Jingzhou Xiangyang
There are still lights everywhere in the city, just like the stars in the sky have fallen into the mortal world!
As for Jingzhou Mu's government office, Liu Cong was even more familiar with it.
Especially the garden in the backyard of the government office was Liu Cong's favorite place to play when he was a child. In the garden, there is a high rockery with jagged rocks, several feet high, and every soil, tree and stone is full of ingenuity.
.It is said that the strange trees and rocks are all dedicated by various counties in Jingzhou, and they are all unique. When Liu Cong was a child, he liked to climb on the rockery and hold the wooden sword high, like a general returning from a victorious conquest...
…
But at that time, Liu Cong never imagined that the real war would not be pretty at all, and not at all like what he had imagined when he was a child.
Ugly, smelly, noisy, chaotic.
The most important thing is that I still don’t understand it...
How could I not understand it myself?
Obviously when I was young, my father, mother, or anyone else always praised me for being smart, right? And no matter where I went, the people around me always looked at me with humility and envy, right?
So how could it be that I don’t understand?
It must be Pang Jiwenpin from the top of the city who is just making things up.
That must be the case.
When they heard that Liu Cong had returned to the mansion, the attendants and maids at the door swarmed up like a swarm of swarms. Those who took off their armor, those who burned incense, those who wiped away sweat, and those who brought water brought those who had come to report the news.
The soldiers rushed aside from a distance...
The agarwood that had been lit early in the hall rose up along the crane-like pattern of the incense burner, as if a crane was about to spread its wings and fly.
Agarwood calms the nerves.
Liu Cong took a deep breath and felt much better, "Where is your father?"
"Reporting to the young master, I have given you a rest..."
"Oh..." Liu Cong nodded. This is normal and not normal, but Liu Cong didn't notice any problem.
"Someone outside the house said that there is a military intelligence report... I dare to ask the young master, do you need to wake up the envoy?"
"Well..." Liu Cong pondered for a moment, "No, we'll talk about it tomorrow... I'm tired. Do you have any soup? Bring me a bowl..."
The servants left in a hurry.
Liu Cong stretched out, turned his head and looked at the maid who was serving on the side and blushed slightly. He moved his fingers slightly, then held back, and then raised his head. He did not ask for help as usual, but he himself
I went back to rest alone...
After all, the enemy is at hand.
Just like some junior high school students who made great sacrifices on the night of the exam and finally stopped playing with pesticides, Liu Cong realized that he had put in a lot of effort, exercised restraint, and fought hard.
, but what I didn’t expect was that someone seemed to wake me up just as I lay down.
This is really frustrating!
During these days, I was always careful and cautious, working hard, not eating well, not having fun. I followed the rules every day and listened to my father's nagging. Even the concubine in the weekdays couldn't bear it. As a result, now
I'm almost exhausted and I can't even sleep! Is this going to keep people alive?
Ever since, when he met Liu Biao, Liu Cong not only couldn't hide his fatigue, but also looked a little aggrieved.
Liu Biao really didn't want to sleep, but his body couldn't hold it anymore, so he lay down for a while. After all, he had something on his mind, so he got up again soon. When he heard that Liu Cong was back? Then he went to sleep?
Huh? Huh?
"How is it outside the city?" Liu Biao asked.
Liu Cong was silent for a moment, and replied with some resentment, "It's okay..."
"Still..." Liu Biao suddenly felt that there was a lump of air in his throat. He could not go up or down, and he coughed repeatedly. Liu Biao originally asked Liu Cong to go up to the city wall, but he had said in advance that if anything happened, he would report it in time.
But he didn't wait until Liu Cong sent someone to come. He took a nap, but Liu Cong came back to sleep. And he also heard that someone was waiting outside the house to report. It was Liu Cong who told him to wait until tomorrow!
Liu Biao hurriedly asked people to come over, but after hearing this, the blood vessels in his head almost burst on the spot. But in Liu Cong's words, this situation was only "okay"?
The fall of the North Camp of Xiangyang means that Xiangyang City will face Cao Jun's attack directly, and this is Cao Jun's vanguard force. It is not known how many follow-up troops Cao Jun will have!
In such a critical situation, seeing that Xiangyang was about to be overthrown and the lives of the Liu family were in danger, Liu Cong's words turned out to be just "okay"?
Liu Cong subconsciously sensed that something was wrong. He quickly put away his aggrieved expression and sat up, acting like a good boy, ready to listen to Liu Biao's scolding.
Just like the old days.
But after a while, Liu Biao still didn't hear what Liu Biao said. Liu Cong couldn't help but look up secretly, but saw Liu Biao raising his head and looking far away, not looking at him at all. Liu Cong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and move secretly.
I touched my sore neck.
"My father is the queen of Prince Lu Gong... But this Prince Lu Gong, haha, is actually just like Prince Jing of Zhongshan. He has a name for nothing..." Liu Biao suddenly thought of Liu Bei and smiled slightly, "In the past, I
When my father saw Xuande, he felt more friendly, and this must be the reason..."
Liu Cong tilted his head slightly, wondering why Liu Biao suddenly said this.
"When my father was young, his career was full of ups and downs. He spent a lot of money on his family and put in a lot of effort, but he got the name of "Eight Horses". Haha, ah..." Liu Biao sighed, "He just happened to be imprisoned by the party! Ten
Six years! Sixteen years wasted! Sixteen years, nothing accomplished!"
Liu Biao's hands were slightly clenched and trembling, "At that time, the Qiang barbarians were in trouble and the people were hungry. The general received a reward from the two palaces and dispersed it with the students of the Imperial Academy. He also carried food and grain on the road and gave it to the poor.
...Although this kind of behavior is suspected of buying people's hearts, isn't it much better than the eunuch's brutality? At that time, my father was in the Imperial Academy, and people around him criticized the eunuchs for harming the country. My father thought of the law and did not blame the public.
, so he didn’t take it seriously, but unexpectedly... he fled from Luoyang in a hurry, with no possessions and no money, in the barren mountains and ridges, almost life and death..."
Liu Biao withdrew his gaze and looked at Liu Cong, "When my father entered Jingzhou, he was already nearly half a century old... When my father was young, he had many hardships and tribulations, so I can't bear to let you suffer the same pain as my father, even in my daily life."
What a show of support... Now it seems... Ha..."
"Now I know that protecting you as a father has harmed you..." Liu Biao smiled, but Liu Cong had a very bad premonition. As expected, the next moment Liu Biao shouted loudly, "Here comes someone!"
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The guards outside the hall responded loudly in the hall.
Liu Biao stretched out his hand and pointed at Liu Cong, "Take this rebellious son and live in the gate tower of Xiangyang! If Cao's army does not retreat for one day, they will not be allowed to go downstairs! If the city is there, it will live! If the city dies... then die! Take him away!"
"Father! No! Father, I, I was wrong, the child was wrong, I was wrong..." The hair on Liu Cong's body suddenly stood up, and he immediately fell to the ground, with snot and tears gushing out.
The guards in the hall were hesitant, obviously asking, is this serious? Or is it just a bluff?
"What are you doing standing there? Take it away!" Liu Biaoxu shouted angrily.
"Wei!" The guards immediately went to the hall, picked up Liu Cong one by one, and dragged him away.
I could only hear Liu Cong's crying and begging for mercy, which echoed through the sky above the government office. Liu Cong must have finally made the loudest noise in his life, trying to change Liu Biao's decision.
Liu Biao squeezed his fist again and again, closed his eyes, his chest heaved rapidly, and every gray beard and hair on his face seemed to be trembling slightly. Don't parents feel distressed when their children suffer? Many times when parents see their children in distress, they I wish I could replace them with my own body. But children often don’t think so. If they replace themselves too much, these substitutions will become what they should have done in the first place. Once the parents don’t do it, or they don’t have the ability to do it, it will turn into resentment. !
Liu Cong looked like Liu Biao when he was a child, so Liu Biao didn't want to see Liu Cong suffer, as if he had suffered for the second time. After all, Liu Biao was a prince of the previous dynasty, although he was the queen of Lu Gong. , how much blessing can I leave behind? On the one hand, I want to study, and on the other hand, I have to find ways to gain fame. Even if my family has gold and silver, I still have to pay for it! I finally entered Luoyang Imperial College and made some friends. A scholar, who was about to reach a high official position, was slapped by Liu Xie's father and fell into a trough in life! He suffered for sixteen years!
The good times passed by in vain...
Therefore, when Liu Xie returned to Luoyang, he asked the governors and princes from all over the world to pay tribute. Liu Biao was relatively close to Luoyang, but he sent very little. If he hadn't been worried about the face of the big man, Liu Biao would have even asked for tribute. Jump up and yell about Feng Shui...
But now, it seems that the feng shui has turned to him. As much as he doted on Liu Cong before, the bitter wine now is so hard to swallow.
Liu Cong's voice gradually faded away.
"Come here! Change clothes! Apply powder!" Liu Biao opened his eyes and ordered, "Send Zhongye to come and see me! I haven't fallen yet! Xiangyang will not collapse either!"