For Yan Liang, killing is never the goal, it is just a means.
He was by no means a murderous person, but this time he had to admit that this crazy killing was so enjoyable.
Along the way, long swords were dancing in all directions. Wherever the blade passed, those frightened Jingzhou soldiers were like powerless wheat, being harvested by him wantonly.
Ten people, fifty people, a hundred people...
Yan Liang, whose eyes were bloodshot after killing, could no longer remember how many people had fallen victim to his sword.
Ten thousand fierce warriors marched straight in, mercilessly crushing the enemies in their way under iron hoofs and blades.
Yan Liang's horse was like lightning, cutting a bloody path, and in an instant he had crossed the suspension bridge.
The moment he crossed the suspension bridge, he opened his sword left and right, cutting off the ropes of the suspension bridge. With his anger and power, he rode straight towards the city gate like cutting through waves.
"Brother, what...what should we do? The enemy is about to enter the city."
Cai Zhong screamed with a trembling voice, his teeth trembling.
Cai Mao's face was as pale as paper. He looked at the enemies approaching fiercely outside the city and sighed helplessly: "The situation is over, but the green hills are still there. We are not afraid of running out of firewood. Let's go quickly through the south gate before the enemy forces enter the city.
Cross the Han River south and return to Xiangyang."
"However, if Fancheng is lost, Xiangyang will be exposed to Yan Liang's troops. We, we..."
Cai Zhong was already speechless.
Cai Hao frowned and said, "If the city is lost, it can be regained. We are your lord's right-hand men. If something goes wrong, who will take care of your lord's worries?"
Cai Zhong heard that his brother was looking for an excuse to abandon the city and escape.
Seeing that the enemy troops had reached the gates of the city, Cai Zhong also knew that there was nothing he could do to save his life. He thought that it was important to save his life, so he continued to echo.
So the two Cai brothers left tens of thousands of soldiers and fled to the south gate of Fancheng.
At this time, Yan Liang and his elite men rode their horses and wielded their swords, and arrived at the north gate of Fancheng.
The Jingzhou Army, which was crowded at the city gate, realized how stupid they were, and they suddenly woke up when they realized that death was coming. They no longer scrambled to enter the city, and tens of thousands of troops dispersed, fighting for the road towards the Han River.
Escape.
Yan Liang rode his horse and crossed his sword. Walking on a bloody road, he entered the north gate of Fancheng first.
A group of Jingzhou sergeants at the city gate did not know that the situation was over, and planned to forcefully close the city gate.
Yan Liang arrived like the wind, using his broadsword and bow left and right, killing more than ten enemy soldiers who tried to close the city gate to pieces.
Ten thousand Yanliang soldiers, like tigers and wolves, poured in from the north gate.
At this time, Fancheng had already turned into a mess. The officials and soldiers fled, while the people in the city closed their doors tightly and were in fear.
Yan Liang ordered Wen Chou and other generals to divide their forces to seize the key points of Fancheng's gates, and at the same time led his army to fight out from the south gate and continue to pursue the defeated Jingzhou army.
The south gate of Fancheng is very close to the Han River. There are water villages built on the shore and hundreds of large and small warships.
Tens of thousands of defeated soldiers scrambled to seize the boats, intending to escape to Xiangyang on the south bank of the Han River.
On normal days, hundreds of fighting ships would have rushed forward, enough to load all the soldiers, but in the current panic, everyone was just trying to escape for their lives. Before the ship was full, those who boarded it could not wait to force themselves away from the shore.
However, in time, hundreds of warships all sailed away from the water stronghold, but there were still 10,000 or 20,000 soldiers on the shore who were unable to board the ships.
At this time, Yan Liang led his pursuers to attack them, crushing them all the way forward. The defeated soldiers crowded on the shore pushed each other, and hundreds of people were squeezed into the Han River.
Yan Liang rode his horse into the water stronghold, rampaging and killing wantonly. By evening, nearly ten thousand Jingzhou soldiers had been killed. Their blood flowed into the Han River, and most of the river was stained red with blood.
When the last ray of the setting sun faded, this cruel killing ended.
Above Fancheng, the bloody flag with the word "Yan" fluttered in the wind, as if it was showing off its power to the enemies on the south bank.
From the north gate of Fancheng to the water village on the shore, corpses were lying everywhere, and the bloody road stretched for several miles.
On the front line of the water village, except for the more than 5,000 surrendered soldiers, the rest of the Jingzhou army who could not escape on the boats were either killed or drowned by the rolling river.
On the warship floating in the Han River, those soldiers who were lucky enough to escape with their lives looked at the tragic scene on the other side with lingering fear. All that was left in their hearts was the infinite fear of Yan Liang.
Yan Liang, who captured Fancheng, did not relax. While issuing a stop-kill order to appease the people of Fancheng, he divided his troops and attacked Deng, Anchang, and Caiyang counties on the north bank of the Han River.
At the same time, Yan Liang ordered nearly five thousand captured Jingzhou soldiers to be escorted to Xinye overnight, and ordered Xu You and others who stayed behind to reorganize the five thousand surrendered soldiers.
After all the orders were issued, it was already dark.
Yan Liang was going to rest for the night and talk about the rest tomorrow, but suddenly he remembered that he still had a prisoner like Zhang Yun in his hands.
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Fancheng County Government.
In the spacious county government hall, eight huge torches are lit on both sides of the left calendar, making the hall warm and bright, and it seems like a different world from the cold night outside.
On the huge table, a candle as thick as a child's arm is supported on each wing. Under the red light, Yan Liangzheng puts his legs on the table, reclines on the couch, and savors the old wine stored in the county government office.
Fine wine.
On the left and right, Zhou Cang and Hu Che'er were holding swords, and two rows of soldiers from the Tiger Guard camp stood solemnly in front of the hall. Their appearance was serious, but it was completely opposite to Yan Liang's casualness.
Between the seemingly carefree face and the deep eyes, there is an extraordinary luster. Under the sharp eyes like an eagle, there seems to be a kind of wisdom that can see through everything.
Footsteps sounded, and Zhang Yun was picked up by several tiger and bear warriors.
The two rows of soldiers on the left and right directed their angry gazes at Zhang Yun, making Liu Biao's nephew feel horrified.
In panic, Zhang Yun, whose sternum was broken several times, had no choice but to cover his chest and stand there tremblingly with his head lowered.
Seeing this, Zhou Cang opened his eyes angrily and shouted sternly: "You dare to capture prisoners. How dare you not kneel down when you see my general."
Zhang Yun trembled all over after being shouted at by Zhou Cang.
Although he was afraid in his heart, Zhang Yun hesitated and did not kneel down to Yan Liang.
The majestic Zhang Yun, the nephew of Liu Jingsheng, the shepherd of Jingzhou, and a noble son from a wealthy family, knelt down before a humble warrior. If word spread, where would Zhang Yun's reputation be and where would Liu Jingsheng's reputation be?
Zhang Yun did not want to be subjected to this "shame and humiliation", but he did not dare to refute openly, so he lowered his head and remained silent, pretending to be mute.
Yan Liang, who was leisurely enjoying the wine, naturally knew what Zhang Yun was thinking. Of course, he also knew that Zhang Yun would kneel down to him as a great shame for his noble status.
A sneer flashed across the corner of Yan Liang's lips. You know, what he likes to do most is to see this kind of guy who has no ability but claims to be of noble birth bow to him.
After finishing the wine in one gulp, Yan Liang said calmly: "You're not going to kneel down, right? Come on, someone, drag this guy out to feed the dog."
At the order, the pro-army troops on the left and right advanced fiercely.
Zhang Yun's face turned pale with fright, and his self-reliance on his identity only lasted for a moment. Then, without even thinking about it, his legs went weak and he knelt down with a "pop!"
Yan Liang used the same method to treat Yuan Tan in the previous episode. The eldest son of the Yuan family finally surrendered to Yan Liang after being beaten violently. But now Zhang Yun just threatened him casually and was immediately frightened into submission.
In comparison, Yuan Tan still has some integrity.
Yan Liang sneered and waved his hand to signal the troops to retreat.
"Zhang Yun, if I remember correctly, your general Liu Shijun met and swore an alliance with me, and now he is taking advantage of the Xiliang army's invasion to send troops to attack my city. He is
Allies are really not interesting enough."
Yan Liang's language was joking, but the chill in his tone became stronger.
Zhang Yun was sweating on his forehead and said sarcastically: "This... that... my lord is also... he was also confused by the villain for a moment, so he made this stupid decision. The General has a large amount, please... please...
Please forgive me."
"So that's it."
Yan Liang's expression gradually softened, but he smiled and said: "It turns out that Mr. Liu was deceived by a traitor. No wonder. I also thought, how could Mr. Liu do such a treacherous thing as a person?"
Hearing this, Yan Liang's attitude became more relaxed, and Zhang Yun's tense mood gradually relaxed, thinking that Yan Liang really did not care about his past grievances.
"If this is the case, then wouldn't there be hope for me to escape unscathed?"
Zhang Yun's mood suddenly lifted, and he said with a smile: "The general is so broad-minded, I really admire the general. After the general returns to Xiangyang, he will convey the general's generous remarks to the lord. The general will think that the lord must
If Hui Fan wakes up and rebuilds old friendship with the general, then our two armies can work together to fight against foreign enemies."
Yan Liang smiled to himself, thinking that this guy was really naive, thinking that he was so easy to fool.
He was sarcastic in his heart, but pretended to be happy on his face, "Since General Zhang has worked so hard, he went to Xiangyang to convey a few words from me to Duke Liu, as well as a gift from me."
Gift?
Zhang Yun was immediately confused by Yan Liang's behavior.
My lord betrayed his alliance and sent troops to attack you Yan Liang. You turned defeat into victory and ignored the past grudges. You also sent gifts to my lord. This is so different from your Yan Liang's previous style.
Zhang Yun was suspicious in his heart, but he said with a smile on his face: "General, you are so polite. They are all members of your family, so why do you need to give me any gifts?"
"Whatever you want, reciprocate with courtesy. Liu Gong is so interested in me as an ally, so of course I have to return a small gift to express my feelings." Yan Liang was very insistent.
Zhang Yun couldn't figure out Yan Liang's thoughts, so he had to pretend to be polite and asked: "I don't know what gift the general plans to give. If it is too expensive, my lord will not be able to bear it."
A sly smile appeared on Yan Liang's lips, "This gift is not expensive at all, and it is on General Zhang's body."
"On me?" Zhang Yun was confused.
Yan Liang pointed his hand and said slowly: "This gift from me is your ears, General Zhang."
Zhang Yun was stunned, not understanding what Yan Liang meant for a moment, and wondered what this gift had to do with his ears.
Just when he was at a loss, Yan Liang's face suddenly turned cold and he said sternly: "Come here, cut off Zhang Yun's ears for me."
