In terms of black belly, I have never been afraid of anyone in the Three Kingdoms Chapter four hundred and fiftieth, only borrowing the banner of Yijia
Chapter four hundred and fiftieth, only borrowing the banner of Yijia
The rough man took a quick look and saw that there was no perfume or fertilizer on the cart.
The swords that emitted a faint cold light were placed in bundles on the wooden board, frightening the Yellow Turban General, and his heart palpitated.
"You, you, this is it!"
"This is, this is a spring gift for General Chang!"
"After hearing the general's words, even if he is the Prime Minister, when Fang Guang comes here, he will be coiled up even if he is a dragon, and he will be lying down even if he is a tiger. I still don't believe it. You are a piece of material, and you dare to lie about the genus of dragon and tiger?"
Behind Guan Hai, Fang Guang, who had the features of a beautiful woman and a unique temperament, stood up in a few steps and spoke slowly.
Chang Xi stared straight ahead, and couldn't help but feel his breathing quicken.
He has seen Yuan Tan, he is the fourth generation and the third prince, the honor of the eldest son.
When Yuan Shao surrendered, he also saw him from a distance in Yecheng. According to the words of his subordinates, he was a hero destined to dominate the heaven and earth in accordance with the god Zhuan Xingxu.
It's just that this father and son, the most distinguished father and son in Hebei, are inferior in terms of temperament compared to what they see in front of them.
Chang Xi was a rough man and couldn't tell what was wrong with Yuan Shao and his son. He just knew that the pair of men might have too long eyes and he didn't even dare to take a second look at them.
"You, who are you, and why are you so uneasy!"
"Me? Haha, I am the commander of the Central Guard Army who is lying down, the great Han Si Nong Fangguang!"
"The Prime Minister has no time to come here. Today I am the only one who comes to see the general's style!"
"Ha ha!"
"You dare to claim to be powerful Qi Dong with just this piece of material. This is ridiculous!"
Fang Guang revealed his identity, and the thousands of craftsmen who accompanied him into the city immediately rushed to the oxcart, each picked his sword, and followed Sinong behind him.
Chang Xi never imagined that the domineering and cruel Fang Datong would actually come here today.
"Oh, no one can escape after closing the city gate!"
"Don't panic, cut him off!"
"This person is worth a lot of money!"
The Yellow Turban general, at the critical moment, was still calculating the gains and losses, and said the funniest words in 197 AD!
Fang Guang was stunned on the spot.
"Clang!" With a sound, Chang Xi threw the long sword sheath in his hand to the ground with great force, making a loud noise.
"General Chang is anxious!"
"Yes, it was the same thing when the general killed Qu Shuai!"
Behind Chang Xi, the Hebei army and horses saw the general's heroic appearance, and started talking and making noises together.
Chang Xi glanced at me and saw that I had the advantage. There were ten thousand soldiers in the city. Although these thousand strong men had weapons but no armor, they were like sheep entering the mouth of a tiger!
"This city, Fang Guang, you can't get out of! Kneel down quickly and remember that you are an old man from the Yellow Turban, I won't kill you!"
Chang Xi pretended to have everything under control, and with his followers behind him, they charged forward with their weapons drawn.
Fang Guang shook his head and chuckled, turning back to look at the eight-foot tall Wuhan.
"Zilong, after all, no one has dared to talk to me like this for a long time!"
"To capture the thief, capture the king first. Wen Yuan and Gao Shun are still waiting outside the city!"
"promise!"
"ah!"
Guan Hai agreed, but before he could make a move, Zhao Yun strode forward, stabbed several people down with the dagger in his sleeve, and then pierced Chang Xi's thigh with one sword.
Changshan Tiger General was so powerful that he spared his hand and avoided the leg bones, and stabbed Chang Xi's thighs apart. Blood spurted out instantly, followed by Chang Xi's screams.
Zhao Yun grabbed Chang Xi's collar with his left hand, raised it with one hand, and shook it vigorously.
The Yellow Turban General felt like his bones were falling apart. He didn't even dare to move, but he couldn't help but gasp in pain.
Guan Hai led Zhuang Jian to the city gate and opened it several times.
Most of Yuan's troops in the city did not dare to take action when they saw the general being restrained. The few who dared to stand in front of Guan Hai were chopped down to the ground.
"I was in charge of Hai in Qingzhou. Please retreat quickly and don't come forward to die!"
The city gate was controlled. When he was in Qingzhou, it was Guan Hai, the commander of the Yellow Turban Canal, who shouted loudly to Yuan Jun.
The Thirty-Sixth Yellow Turban Qu Commander, Guan Hai still has a somewhat evil reputation in Qingzhou. The troops that Chang Xi can fight are all veterans of the Yellow Turban. When he heard Guan Hai's name, he glanced at Fang Guang and Sinong, he couldn't help but
All lowered their heads.
When the city gate opened, Guan Hai grabbed a hard bow from the bullock cart, and it was like a thundering bow pointed at the sky.
Zhang Liao and Gao Shun's armored horses were not far from here. The envoys sent by Chang Xi to meet them had been restrained long ago and could not even deliver any news.
The sound of Mingdi sounded in Beihai Xicheng, and in an instant, the earth shook.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, two thousand of the most elite cavalry in the world, their armors glowing coldly in the sunshine of Qingzhou, were wearing armor. They followed two Bingzhou generals and rushed into the city in a majestic manner.
Zhang Liao is wearing silver armor and is brave and majestic.
Gao Shun's black armor, solemn and cold.
Chang Xi tribe had never seen such elites before. At this time, all the remaining fighting spirit had faded away. I don’t know who was the first to throw away the weapon and knelt on the ground.
Afterwards, thousands of Yuan troops at the city gate knelt down together.
"Datong, Datong, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender!"
"From today on, I am the Prime Minister's man, Beihai no matter what, no matter what!"
General Erxin finally had the courage to struggle in Zilong's hands and screamed.
Fang Guang glanced at this person coldly, thinking that it could be useful, and then restrained his murderous intention.
"Chang Xi, quickly ask the soldiers in the city to put down their weapons and close the four gates. No news about my presence here can be leaked!"
"It's just Beihai, it doesn't matter. There are big things happening here today. I heard that the general cares about merchants and has made Beihai Kingdom a great success. I still want to ask the general to borrow something!"
"Whatever you borrow, borrow whatever you want, of course it will be dedicated to Si Nong. I still have some money. The Qingzhou defense map is in the mansion. Mr. Yuan Tan gave it to me. There is no mistake!"
"Okay, I'm going to borrow your flag to use, but I don't know if General Chang's flag will make it possible to leave Qingzhou!"
Fang Guang's eyes flashed with cold light, and he answered slowly.
Qingzhou's special operations in the late Eastern Han Dynasty were comparable to Ban Chao's generals and Shule in the Western Regions who killed the Huns envoys.
Naturally, this was also coordinated by Fang Guang. In the next few days, three thousand elite cavalry, wearing Changxi robes over their armor, headed straight for Linzi under the banner of Beihai.
This is the only route from Qingzhou to Jizhou that is suitable for cavalry to march. Fang Guang wanted to lead Gao Lan behind him and Yuan Tan's confidants to the north of Jizhou to attack and harass.
Chang Xi naturally accompanied the army, and Zang Ba's tribe rushed to Beihai City two days later to help block the news.
Three thousand cavalrymen marched northwest every day, gradually going deep into the hinterland of Hebei!
At the junction of Qingzhou and Jizhou, a great change is brewing.
In Jingzhou, Da'er received the letter from Liu Biao.
This time, Xuande entered Xiangyang again as a defender. On top of the war horse, his temperament and appearance were completely different from those of the lost dog last time.
On the official road in the north of Xiangyang, a middle-aged man's earlobes fluttered in the wind, attracting people's attention.
The second brother with a red face and green robe behind him came to the place where fate was entangled, and he stood up with a sword, full of force.
Liu Feng, the son of Bo Zhi, worked hard to make a name for himself under his adoptive father.
Liu Feng followed Guan Yu, raising his eyes and scanning all directions. Although he was still young, his anger was already overflowing.