After inspecting the city and returning to the mansion, it was already late at night.
Exhausted, Kuaiba went straight back to the inner room.
The lights in the house were still bright, and it seemed that his wife, who had not been married for a long time, was guarding the empty room, waiting for him to come back.
When he pushed the door open, he saw the beautiful young woman reading a book under the lamp.
This young woman is none other than Zhuge Ling, Kuai Chui's recent wife.
The young woman looked up and saw her husband returning. A smile immediately appeared on her face, and she stood up to greet him.
While she skillfully took off her husband's clothes and armor, she asked about today's patrol of the city.
"Yan Liang's men don't have enough troops. It seems that they only plan to attack the two northwest gates. The east gate is relatively peaceful, but it should not be underestimated. Everything is fine during the city patrol tonight, but that fellow Wei Yan is self-righteous and does not act according to my military orders.
If he hadn't been needed in an emergency, I would have had him dealt with by military law."
Kuai Pai complained to his wife full of dissatisfaction.
Zhuge Ling advised: "Those warriors from the countryside are rude and uncultured. Why should my husband be so idle with them and lose his status and dignity?"
His wife's flattering words made Kuai Chu feel much better.
After changing out of his casual clothes, Kuai Chu casually picked up the books and silk on the case and read them.
Zhuge Ling thought of something and hurriedly said: "This is a letter from my younger brother. He said that Xiangyang City is difficult to defend. He advised my husband and I to make plans early. If possible, it is best to ask the Zhou Mu to be transferred to Jiangling.
I was just about to tell my husband about this."
Kuai Chu scanned the letter and threw it on the case. A trace of disdain appeared on his face.
"It's not that I, the brother-in-law, say it to him. Your brother has never seen much of the world, but he likes to give random directions. He doesn't even think about it. The city of Xiangyang is strong and has enough food and grass for several years. Now there are two tribes of Kuai and Cai.
Let's work together to help Zhou Mu defend the city. With Yan Liang's small number of troops, it's surprising that he can break through the city."
"But Liang'er..." Zhuge Ling frowned when she heard her husband criticizing her younger brother, hoping to say a few nice words.
But Kuai Chui flicked his sleeves and said, "Kong Ming is so ambitious. As a sister, you will talk to him in the future. Okay, I'm tired too. Get some rest early."
Kuai Pai waved his hands impatiently, then turned over and lay down on the bed. Within a moment, he was snoring loudly.
Looking at himself in the mirror and wearing the newly cut clothes, my husband didn't notice it at all.
A hint of disappointment flashed across Zhuge Ling's pretty face, and she could only sigh quietly as she looked at her husband, who was sleeping deeply.
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The strong attack begins.
Ten thousand soldiers of the Yan family launched a fierce attack on Xiangyang's northwest gate.
Yan Liangnai was born as a cavalry general, and the troops under his command were best at field battles. Frankly speaking, such siege battles were indeed not their forte.
However, in order to cooperate with Wei Yan's internal and external cooperation, Yan Liang had to spend some money to attract Liu Biao's attention to the northwest gate.
After three consecutive days of strong attack, more than a thousand soldiers were lost, but Xiangyang City stood still.
After defeating Yan Liangjun's fierce attack, Liu Biao and the people of Xiangyang City regained their confidence. The nervous mood gradually subsided.
They seem to have discovered that the terrifying Yan Liang is not invincible. That devil-like figure also has a weakness that is difficult to overcome, and this weakness is the Xiangyang City Wall that they are proud of.
As Yan Liang's attack was thwarted, more good news kept coming.
On the Jiangxia side, Sun's Jiangdong Army seems to have weakened its attack. The crisis on the Xiakou side has been resolved. It won't take long for the navy to be dispatched north to rescue Xiangyang.
As for Jiangling, not long after the eldest son arrived there, he quickly assembled a reinforcement force of about 20,000 people, ready to head north at any time.
All the signs are on the surface, Yan Liang seems to have fallen into a quagmire that cannot be overcome, and the balance of final victory is gradually tilting towards their great Liu Zhoumu.
Encouraged by all kinds of good news, the people of Xiangyang City are restoring their optimistic mood, imagining the peaceful life like a paradise before Yan Liang came.
The clouds of war are fading away, and soon everything will return to its original state.
Most people in Xiangyang think so.
Just when the people of Xiangyang were still dreaming about a better future, no one knew that a cavalry force of 5,000 people was bathing in the light of the setting sun, winding all the way to the east gate of Xiangyang.
Before the setting sun set in the west, that iron tower-like body appeared at the east gate of Xiangyang.
Yan Liangyue immediately reached the hillside and looked up into the distance. The majestic Xiangyang City was right in front of him, and the dim sunset coated the city walls with a layer of gold.
After so many days of acting, it's finally time to wrap up.
Looking behind him, five thousand knights lined up in awe, with strong murderous aura surging on every young face.
This is the appointed time.
After several exchanges of letters, Wei Yan has decided to surrender. At dusk today, he will cut off the suspension bridge, open the city gates, and let his army rush into the city.
As long as his cavalry entered the city, even if Liu Biao mobilized all the soldiers and civilians in the city, he would not be able to restore the defeat.
Looking at the sun, Yan Liang said loudly: "The time has come, light the trumpet."
The order was passed, three beacon fires were lit, and thick black smoke rose into the sky.
The Jingzhou garrison at the head of the city soon noticed three streaks of black smoke rising into the sky outside the city. At the same time, they were also horrified to discover that Yan Jun's cavalry, as dark as dark clouds covering the sun, had actually been forced outside the city.
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"It's the enemy troops who have arrived, it's Yan Liang's cavalry——"
At the top of the city, the sentry who was the first to notice screamed, and soon, the defenders at the top of the city who discovered the enemy's situation were all shaken.
"All armies must not panic, prepare to meet the enemy, and quickly report to Captain Kuai and Zhou——"
Before the captain on duty could finish speaking, a cold light flashed, and the bloody human head came out of his neck, flew into the air, and then fell to the top of the city under the astonished eyes of everyone.
The headless corpse swayed and fell down. Behind him, the man standing with a sword across his face had a fierce look in his eyes, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura.
It's Wei Yan.
The Jingzhou soldiers at the top of the city fell into panic and confusion for a while. They couldn't figure out why Wei Junsi dared to kill his superior. Was he crazy?
Soon, the screams one after another woke them up from their stupor.
On the front line of the city gate, Wei Yan's troops launched an attack at the same time. Hundreds of elite Yiyang soldiers were caught off guard and killed their former comrades.
Because Liu Biao transferred most of his troops to the north and west gates, there were only more than 3,000 defenders on the east gate.
Although three thousand men were small, they were enough to cope with a sudden attack of ten times the force. However, these soldiers who thought they were in the flames of war never expected that they would die in the hands of their own people.
In a hurry, the soldiers were leaderless, and the three thousand Jingzhou army was killed by Wei Yan's three hundred troops and fell into chaos.
Wei Yan, on the other hand, raised and lowered his sword, mercilessly harvesting heads. Even if he was dealing with nameless pawns, he would use all his strength with every blow, as if he wanted to wash away all the grievances and anger he had accumulated for many years with blood and killing.
Wherever the blade passes, no one can stop it.
But two rays of cold light passed by, the suspension cables of the suspension bridge were cut off, and the suspension bridge fell with a crash.
At the same time, the troops at the city gate also killed the soldiers defending the city. A dozen bloody Yiyang warriors shouted slogans in unison and struggled to slowly push the gate open.
Wei Yan stood in the center of the city tower, facing the black cavalry outside the city, his knife-like face filled with chills and excitement.
General Yan, I, Wei Yan, have opened the gates of Xiangyang for you. If you don't attack now, how long will it take?
On the hillside outside the city, Yan Liang clearly saw the chaos at the city gate.
The suspension bridge has been lowered and the city gate is open. Wei Yan has indeed not broken his promise.
Yan Liang was greatly refreshed and immediately prepared to send his army into the city.
At this time, Zhou Cang said: "My lord, although the city gate is open, what if this is Liu Biao's treacherous plot? I will ask my lord to enter the city first."
Zhou Cang's words couldn't help but make Yan Liang's head tremble.
A treacherous plot, it seems possible.
However, Yan Liang quickly recalled those memories in his mind.
Historically, Liu Bei trusted Wei Yan so much that he would rather give the important task of guarding Hanzhong to Wei Yan than to a confidant like Zhang Fei.
Wei Yan also worked hard for Liu Bei and never complained.
On the contrary, after Liu Bei's death, Zhuge Liang and his successors were always suspicious of Wei Yan, causing Wei Yan to show dissatisfaction many times.
Wei Yan is such a person. If you treat him well, he will repay you tenfold. If you are suspicious of him, he will not tolerate it either.
Isn't today's rebellion the result of Liu Biao's contempt and distrust of Wei Yan?
As his thoughts rolled around, a proud look appeared on Yan Liang's face.
"Don't be suspicious of people who are suspicious of you. Don't be suspicious of people you employ. I believe that Wei Yan is sincerely surrendering. There is no need to be suspicious of you."
Yan Liang used his strong self-confidence to eliminate the suspicion of Zhou Cang and others.
Turning his head sharply, his blade-like gaze was directed towards the enemy city. Yan Liang pointed his sword and shouted: "Brothers, follow me and attack Xiangyang——"
Amidst the roaring sound, the black horse under its crotch exerted all its hooves, and each rider shot away like black lightning.
Behind him, five thousand cavalry exploded out, spreading across the sky and the ground like a mountain collapsing.
The sound of shouting for death like an angry wave shook the sky, the rumble of horse hooves made the sky and the earth change color.
The rolling torrent of steel rushed towards the east gate of Xiangyang with supreme power.
Yan Liang took the lead, crossed the suspension bridge, passed through the city gate, and roared into Xiangyang City first.
Five thousand cavalrymen rushed into the Xiangyang City like a flood that broke through the gates. Their swords were like the wind, and they mercilessly slashed at the Jingzhou troops who were rushing to fight.
The killing path paved with blood started from the east gate, along the wide avenue, and quickly extended towards the center of Xiangyang.
After fighting for more than a hundred steps, the Jingzhou Army finally appeared directly in front of them to block the attack.
After hearing about Wei Yan's betrayal and the fall of the city gates, Kuai Kuai hurriedly led more than a thousand troops and horses, and rammed head-on into the oncoming cavalry. Kuai Kui was so frightened that before he even had time to order a formation to meet the enemy, the enemy cavalry
It has arrived like a tidal wave.
Yan Liang's horse flew like flying, and the big knife in his hand carried the momentum of the angry waves and rolled towards Kuai Kuai.
