Chapter nine hundred and eighty fifth humiliating the end of my Chu girl
Zhang Liao cut over Qiu Liju with a knife, and the war horse stepped past the body he had fallen, and continued to kill forward without looking back.
Three large armies harvested the Xianbei camp on the periphery and rushed into the city unstoppable.
Although Kaicheng is the place where the Xianbei royal courts are located in the eastern part, the customs of the Xianbei people are different from that of the Central Plains. Large areas of camps are gathered around this royal city. These camps are equivalent to the outer city of Luoyang, while the real Kaicheng is equivalent to the imperial city of Luoyang.
Usually, the four gates of Kaicheng are open, allowing Xianbei people to enter and exit freely, and there are even no soldiers guarding the city between the four gates.
Because the Xianbei is a nomadic people and has always been a cavalry fighting, and there is no precedent for defending the city, the reason why Murong Hong built this Kaicheng Royal Court was just to show his majesty, not for the purpose of fighting.
Now the three armies of the Chu army marched straight into the city, crossing the outer camp, and encountered almost no obstacles, and rushed into Kaicheng.
At this time, Murong Hong was still enjoying the tenderness of the Han girl in his tent.
After a slap, Murong Hong, who was in his fifties, was sweating profusely and his face was radiant, as if he was a teenager younger.
And the Han girls who were humiliated by him curled up on the Hu bed, hugging and sobbing each other.
Murong Hong put on a leather jacket and poured himself a glass of milk wine with satisfaction, savoring the happiness he had just now.
Before the glass of wine was eaten, a gong suddenly sounded outside the tent.
Murong Hong's face changed. Just as someone was sending someone to ask, a personal soldier rushed in and shouted: "Sir, the big thing is not good. Tens of thousands of cavalry of the Chu army came from. Suddenly, they came to us and were about to enter the city."
"What!" Murong Hong was shocked and jumped up, spilling all the horse milk wine in his hand.
He ran to the curtain, raised his ears and heard it, and he heard the deafening shouts of killing, like surging thunder, approaching here quickly.
The sound and the movement were clearly arriving at thousands of troops.
How could the Chu army reach Kaicheng?
Murong Hong was stunned for a moment, stunned, his old face was completely attacked by surprise.
After his soul shook for a while, Murong Hong suddenly woke up. Only then did he realize that Yan Liang took advantage of the protection of heavy snow, he took advantage of his weakness of relaxed defense and unexpectedly rushed with a light cavalry for hundreds of miles, crossed the vast snowfield, and rushed to his eyes.
Looking at the ancient and modern times, even the Hu people, even those of the Hu people rarely dare to do this.
But now Yan Liang did it.
Yan Liang's courage and Yan Liang's wisdom were beyond Murong Hong's ability to understand, and deeply shocked his terrified heart.
"Yan Liang, this devil, he actually..." Murong Hong was extremely frightened. He was incoherent and didn't know how to express his current mood.
The sound of killing was approaching, and Murong Hong could already hear it, and waves of killing Hu like a wolf roar came from his ears.
Murong Hong woke up suddenly and shouted anxiously: "Hurry, hurry up and kill the whole army to stop the Chu thief for me!"
He sent the order and ran back to the tent, dressing in a hurry, thinking that while the Chu army was not arrived, he would escape from Kaicheng and flee to Mobei while the chaos was not arrived.
Murong Hong is known as the old fox on the grassland. Decades of experience made him realize that in this situation, a big defeat is a foregone conclusion, and he has no chance to save the defeat at all.
For him, the best strategy is naturally to escape from Kaicheng first and save his life.
As long as he can save his life and escape to Mobei, with his appeal, he will have a chance to make a comeback in the future.
When Murong Hong was dressing in a hurry, Zhang Liao had already advanced and entered the hinterland of Kaicheng.
When they reached this point, the awakened Xianbei people finally organized a little decent resistance, and began to fight from the inner circumference to prevent the Chu army from approaching Wang Tingya's tent.
"Hulu, do you still want to block our general's way? You are looking for death!"
Zhang Liao rode his horse into the enemy cluster, and a battle knife swept out layer upon layer of sword shadows. Each sword shadow swept through, and a human head flew into the snow sky.
The brave Great Chu cavalry followed Zhang Liao and drove forward like a sharp meat grinder, grinding all the Xianbei soldiers hit along the way into meat paste.
How could the Xianbei soldiers who were in a hurry to face the embarrassing Chu army be such a high-spirited opponent? Zhang Liao led his army out of the west gate and marched a long bloody road to the heart of the tent.
This crazy killing finally disintegrated the Xianbei people's will to resist. The frightened Xianbei people all fled, leaving their own adults behind, and ran away with their heads.
Zhang Liao did not pursue the fleeing Xianbei people. His target was Murong Hong. Those fleeing enemies, Zhao Yun and Deng Ai, would be wiped out in the future.
After chopping over the last enemy, Zhang Liao had already reached the tent. He let out a long roar, swung the sword in his hand, and cut the thick tent door through the sky with a "scream".
Break the tent and walk straight into the horse!
Zhang Liao, who entered the tent, saw an old Xianbei dog, who was hurryingly wearing clothes, with most of his butt still exposed.
That old dog was naturally Murong Hong.
In the corner behind Murong Hong, several Han girls hugged each other in panic and sobbed in disheveled clothes. It was obvious that they had just been ruined by Murong Hong.
When Murong Hong saw General Chu arrive, he was so scared that he quickly lifted his pants, picked up the scimitar in a hurry, and stood in front of him tremblingly.
"Are you the old dog Murong Hong?" Zhang Liao pointed at the long sword and asked coldly.
Murong Hongqiang calmed down and shouted, "Who are you?"
When he asked this, he naturally admitted that he was Murong Hong.
Zhang Liao snorted coldly and said proudly: "I am one of the five generals of the Great Chu, Zhang Liao is the same. Murong Laogou, you are in a state of great power. You are still in the Xianbei area and you won't put down your weapons and surrender!"
Murong Hong's figure was shocked, and Zhang Liao's reputation and solemn words had already shaken his heart.
The old dog instantly realized that he had entered a desperate situation. He either died in battle or became a prisoner of Chu.
Tuoba Liwei was cut into pieces by Chu Jun Yan Liang, and if he was captured now, it would be a dead end.
The cruel fact is that Murong Hong, regardless of whether he surrenders or not, will undoubtedly die.
With his eyes rolling, a flattering smile appeared on Murong Hong's solemn face. He turned the sword in his hand down and walked forward with a smile.
"So it's General Zhang. He has long been famous and Hong is willing to surrender to Da Chu. General Zhang should not be excited." Murong Hong laughed and slowly approached Zhang Liao's horse step by step.
Two blinks of an eye, it's only one step away.
Zhang Liao's sword had been put down, and it seemed like he was waiting for him to abandon his weapons and surrender.
Murong Hong approached with a smile. Suddenly, a killer flashed through his eyes, and the blade that was originally facing down suddenly swept towards Zhang Liao.
"I'm the last person to Zhang, go to die!" As the roared, Murong Hong's blade had already hit Zhang Liao like lightning.
The two were so close that Murong Hong was about to succeed. He thought to suddenly kill Zhang Liao and he could take away his war horse. Taking advantage of the chaos to kill the generals, perhaps there was still a way out.
A contemptuous sneer flashed across the corner of Zhang Liao's mouth, and the ape's arms holding the knife moved like the wind in an instant
Dang~~
With a metal clash, the scimitar in Murong Hong's hand was bounced out.
Zhang Liao's body movement was as fast as lightning, and he arrived first. Before Murong Hong could see his moves clearly, the scimitar in his hand had been shaken off.
Frightened and shocked, he immediately rushed all over his body.
Zhang Liao did not give him a chance to be shocked. The sword swung out with his back, and the back of the knife slapped Murong Hong's chest heavily. With a scream, Murong Hong's broken body fell three feet away like a kite with a broken string and hit the ground.
The moment it landed, Murong Hong opened his mouth and squirted out a blood arrow.
"The cunning Hu Gou dares to play tricks in front of me." Zhang Liao sneered, turned over and dismounted, carried a big knife stained with blood, and approached Murong Hong, who was gasping on the ground, step by step.
Murong Hong vomited blood continuously, his face was as pale as paper, ashamed and frightened. Facing Zhang Liao approaching, he didn't know what to do.
"I am willing to surrender to Da Chu, I am willing to surrender to Da Chu." Murong Hong completely gave up any thoughts and barked like a dog and asked for surrender.
Zhang Liao originally wanted to kill the cunning Hu Chief with one knife, but thinking about the emperor's will to capture him alive, Zhang Liao forced himself to put away his intention to kill him.
Just as he was about to call his subordinates to tie Murong Hong up, his eyes glanced at the girls who were sobbing.
It was a group of Han girls who humiliated Murong Hong, the old Xianbei dog.
A flame of indignation rose from Zhang Liao's heart in an instant.
"Hu Gou, I'm asking you to bully my woman from Da Chu." The angry Zhang Liao raised his sword and waved it angrily.
Chil ~~
The sword did not kill Murong Hong, but cut his crotch into two pieces.
As soon as the crotch opened, Murong's egg fell out. The cold feeling made the old dog instinctively fight.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief and thought Zhang Liao was just scaring him, Zhang Liao's second sword slashed down again like lightning.
puff!
With a crisp sound, Murong Hong's black tumbling was cut down, and a large stream of blood rushed out.
"Ah~~" Murong Hong howled like a pig, covering his bloody crotch, rolling around on the ground.
Zhang Liao snorted coldly, turned over to the horse, and shouted sternly: "Send the scout to Yanmen and report the good news!"
The Chu army's massacre of the Xianbei people was still underway, but a scout rushed west, crossing the vast snowfields, and sent Zhang Liao's good news to Yanmen.
...
At the top of Mayi City, Yan Liang stood in the snow, looking east, looking full of expectation.
I saw the Chu cavalry, who was covered in dust, rushing from the snow. Before entering the city, he shouted excitedly: "Kaicheng Good News, Kaicheng Good News, Murong Hong has been captured alive, and the Western Xianbei was destroyed-"
At the top of the city, Yan Liang, who had been quiet, breathed a long sigh. A smile of relief finally appeared on his handsome and cold face. (To be continued...)