Eight hundred and sixty seventh chapter Zhuge's mother
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Zhao Yun, behead Cao Ren!
After Cao Ren died, the spirit of the remaining Han army collapsed, and the remaining will to resist was gone.
The Han army was like tigers and wolves, devouring the remaining Han army cleanly.
When daylight broke out, this fierce siege finally came to an end.
Nearly 20,000 corpses lay scattered in the vast wilderness from the Chu camp to the wall, and the blood dyed the entire wilderness a scarlet red.
The remaining flags of the Han army, like the corpses of the Han soldiers, were all trampled underfoot. Only the blood-stained battle flag of Dachu still flew proudly over the battlefield.
Yan Liang rode out of the camp and entered this bloody battlefield.
Zhao Yun galloped towards him on horseback, and before resisting, he raised the head in his hand high and said, "Your Majesty, I have cut off Cao Ren's head for your Majesty."
Looking at the bloody head, Yan Liang felt happy in his heart.
The last remnant of the Cao family was finally crowned here. Liu Bei also lost a rare general and was a few steps closer to his downfall.
Yan Liang was delighted and praised Zhao Yun's bravery, and immediately ordered an increase in food for Zhao Yun as a reward.
When Yan Liang looked at Cao Ren's head again, he couldn't help but think of the scene when he and Cao Ren fought in the battle of Runan.
At that time, I had only a thousand light cavalry and thousands of yellow turban mobs under my command, but I had to face the attack of Cao Ren's thousands of fine cavalry.
At that time, if Cao Ren had not underestimated the enemy and was defeated by Yan Liang, everything today might have been lost.
While sighing with emotion, Yan Liangxing sighed: "Cao Ren can be regarded as a person. Now that he can die at the hands of Zilong, he deserves to die. According to my decree, let him be buried alive."
After dealing with Cao Ren, Yan Liang ordered the battlefield to be swept and searched for Zhuge Liang's body.
But what surprised Yan Liang was that after cleaning the entire battlefield, Zhuge Liang's body was not found at all.
"Is it possible that Zhuge Liang actually escaped?" Yan Liang guessed secretly, but he soon discovered that his guess was not very reliable.
You must know that his 50,000-strong army is surrounded by iron barrels. Even a general like Cao Ren who has experienced hundreds of battles cannot stand out, let alone a scholar-strategist like Zhuge Liang.
Since Zhuge Liang did not escape and his body was not seen on the battlefield, there is only one possibility:
Zhuge Liang did not participate in this breakout battle, he was still in Yecheng!
When he thought that Zhuge Liang was still alive, Yan Liang was not unhappy, but became even more excited.
Zhuge Liang, this guy who was always against him and always haunted him, if he were allowed to die so easily, wouldn't it be an advantage to him?
"Pass on my decree, the army will attack the city. Give me the banner of Dachu and plant it on the top of the city of Yecheng." Yan Liang raised his whip and gave the order to attack the city.
Cao Ren's 20,000 remnant troops were lost, and Yecheng was already an empty city. What else could stop Yan Liang from taking Yecheng.
The decree was passed down, and all the soldiers of the Chu army were killed. The fighting spirit was rekindled, and they rushed out of the wall and rushed towards Yecheng.
It's a pity that Yecheng at this time is already an empty city with no soldiers, just as Yan Liang expected.
The Chu army encountered almost no resistance and easily got closer to the moat. Using various tools, they climbed onto the frozen top of Yecheng.
The suspension bridge was lowered, the city gate was opened from the inside, and Da Chu's battle flag was finally planted on the top of Ye City.
After several months of siege, the imperial capital of the Han Dynasty and the most prosperous city in Hebei was finally captured by Yan Liang.
At this time, in addition to more than a thousand old, weak, sick and dead, there were only some powerful families and officials' families left in Ye City, and there was basically no resistance at all.
Chu troops from all directions entered from the four gates and quickly controlled all the key points, while Yan Liang rode his horse into the city with his head held high and headed straight for Zhuge Liang's Prime Minister's Mansion.
Once the city of Ye was destroyed, if Zhuge Liang had not committed suicide and martyred his country, he would have stayed in his prime minister's mansion and waited for Yan Liang to come and punish him.
At this time, Yan Liang couldn't wait to see what Zhuge Liang would look like crawling at his feet.
The soldiers surged up and knocked open the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Yan Liang and all the soldiers rushed in.
In the Prime Minister's Mansion, the servants and maids who had been abandoned by Zhuge Liang were so frightened when they saw the Chu army breaking through the door that they knelt down and begged to surrender.
Yan Liang was also able to take care of these people. When he asked where Zhuge Liang was, he rode straight to the back garden.
When Yan Liang rode into the back garden and saw the unrecognizable garden and the messy piles of soil around him, a hint of worry suddenly arose in his heart.
Riding his horse and galloping through the piles of mud mountains, Yan Liang arrived at the villa under the guidance of the servant.
When the soldiers in the hall saw the Chu army coming, they were so frightened that they fell to their knees and fell to the ground.
The Song family, who was in a daze, still knelt there softly, staring blankly at the dark pit, seemingly still immersed in the sorrow of her stepson's death, completely unaware that Yan Liang's majestic figure had already
It towered in front of her.
Yan Liang drove his horse into the hall. When he saw the deep pit on the ground, his expression changed slightly.
"What's going on? Where is that brat Zhuge Liang?" Yan Liang shouted sharply.
The soldiers were so frightened that they tremblingly recalled Zhuge Liang's digging of the tunnel, as well as Zhuge Liang's being crushed by the falling earth in the tunnel.
"I see. I should have thought that Zhuge Liang knew how to protect himself, so why would he risk breaking out with Cao Ren? Cao Ren didn't know until his death that he had been used as a bait for Zhuge Liang, which is sad."
Yan Liang suddenly realized, and thought that Zhuge Liang had planned all his tricks, but he did not expect that he would die in an accidental landslide, which could be regarded as his retribution.
In any case, it is quite a pity that Zhuge Liang was not captured alive.
However, Yan Liang did not fully believe the words of these soldiers, and ordered people to go down to the tunnel to dig out Zhuge Liang's body.
Several soldiers received the order and jumped down into the pit without hesitation and got into the tunnel.
At this moment, Yan Liang noticed that there was a woman kneeling beside the deep passage.
The woman looked no older than forty, but her skin was well maintained. Although her appearance was not stunning, she still had a somewhat mature charm.
There was such a charming woman, kneeling by the pit, sobbing in a low voice, not knowing who she was crying for.
"Who is this woman?" Yan Liang asked curiously.
The soldiers responded quickly and truthfully reported the Song family's true identity.
Only then did Yan Liang learn that this woman was actually Zhuge Liang's stepmother.
Yan Liang, who was familiar with the Three Kingdoms, only remembered that Zhuge Liang lost his mother and father when he was young, but he did not expect that he still supported a beautiful stepmother.
Yan Liang sat high on his horse, looking down at the Song family who was kneeling on the ground, and said coldly: "So you are Zhuge Liang's stepmother. Why, you have nothing to say to me when you meet me."
That sentence "You have nothing to say when you see me" pierced Song's heart like a needle. Her plump body trembled violently and she woke up in an instant.
Mrs. Song, who woke up in shock, looked around and realized that the Chu army had broken into her home. Those bloody eyes were staring at her like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Looking up again, Mrs. Song was met with Yan Liang's extremely sharp gaze.
The gaze seemed to penetrate her body and see into her heart, giving her the illusion that she had been stripped naked and had nowhere to hide.
A faint color suddenly flashed across Song's face. She quickly put aside her panic and climbed up from the ground with difficulty.
She didn't say anything, just closed her eyes. She was twirling Buddhist beads in her hand, chanting "Amitabha" and comforting herself with Buddhist scriptures.
"Mom, my emperor is here, and you still dare not to show me courtesy. Are you tired of living?" Zhou Cang shouted sharply.
Mrs. Song's body was shaken, but she twisted the beads and whispered: "In front of the Buddha, all living beings are equal. In my life, I only kneel to the Buddha, not to ordinary people."
On the one hand, the Song family is devoted to Buddhism, and on the other hand, because she is the mother of the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, she must maintain some dignity even though she is now a prisoner.
Mrs. Song thought that if she worshiped Yan Liang, it would be a disgrace to Zhuge Liang's reputation, so she simply brought out some kind of Buddha.
Yan Liang laughed loudly, pointed his riding whip at the Buddha statues in the hall, and shouted contemptuously: "Come here, please tear down all the Buddha statues in this hall."
After the order was passed, a group of soldiers swarmed forward, wielding their swords and intending to destroy the Buddha statues.
Mrs. Song was shocked and exclaimed: "You dare to destroy the statue of Buddha. Aren't you afraid of angering Buddha and getting retribution?"
"I just want to destroy this rotten man's bloody thing. If there is any retribution, come on. I'm not even afraid of a living person. I'm afraid of this kind of ethereal, artificially fabricated thing."
Yan Liang had no scruples and was extremely crazy.
Yan Liang was not afraid, and his subordinates had no doubts. They swung their swords and destroyed the Buddha statues with a crackle.
Seeing that the Buddha statue that she had worshiped sincerely for many years was destroyed by Yan Liang in a single thought, Mrs. Song felt so heartbroken that she almost fainted from shock.
"If you have sinned against me, my Buddha is merciful. It is not good for my disciples to protect the Buddha. Please forgive me for your sins. Amitabha, Amitabha..."
Mrs. Song could not prevent the Buddha statue from being destroyed, so she had to close her eyes, pretend not to see it, and began to pray incessantly.
Yan Liang was annoyed by hearing about "Amitabha". Thinking about the past history, how many dynasties burned incense and chanted sutras, burning away their own blood and praising themselves into beings who didn't even have the slightest intention to resist.
Weak lamb.
When the iron hooves of foreigners stepped into their homes, and when the bloody butcher knife struck their heads, they did not know how to resist, but they still hoped that they would be reincarnated into a wealthy family in the next life, and that the Hulu who killed them would be punished by the Buddha.
As retribution, he will become a pig or dog in his next life.
Yan Liang would never allow this kind of poison to exist in the empire he established. He wanted the people of his Great Chu State to be brave and bloody from generation to generation.
"Come here, take the beads from this woman's hand and tell her to shut up." Yan Liang shouted displeased.
Zhou Cang strode forward, snatched the Buddhist beads from Song's hand, broke them several times, and threw them into the pit.
Mrs. Song was completely stunned. She was shocked and angry. She never expected that there would be people in this world who were so disrespectful to Buddha.
In shock and anger, Mrs. Song cursed at Yan Liang: "You ignorant butcher, how dare you be so disrespectful to the Buddha. Just wait, you will receive retribution sooner or later."
