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"In the winter of the first year of Guangxi, the young emperor of the Han Empire, the imperial capital was in chaos and hostility. The Yellow Turban Ming King Qin Yang led 30,000 Yellow Turbans and the Imperial Guards to fight fiercely at the west gate of the imperial capital. The imperial court of the Han Empire was in turmoil." - "The Biography of the Three Kingdoms"
At the west gate of the imperial capital, the Imperial Guards, who had been fighting fiercely all night, were now at the point where they were running out of gas. The morale that had just been raised due to Xia Mou's death in the battle was now lifted with the sudden appearance of Zhou Cang and Huang Tianying.
Gradually turned into deep fatigue and fear. Although most of the soldiers in the current Imperial Guard have never fought against the Yellow Turban Camp, they have heard about this elite division of the Yellow Turban Army through word of mouth from some veterans.
Have a certain understanding.
Everyone remembers that five years ago, it was this army that used the flesh and blood of infantry under Xiangcheng to repel the Xiliang cavalry, known as the strongest cavalry in the world. It was this army that fought hard in the decisive battle.
Unfortunately, the state was heavily armored, forcing the general He Jin to send out all the imperial guards under his command as a reserve force to be able to resist. In the end, it indirectly caused the emptiness in the rear, which led to the "defeat of cutting the flag".
Now, the banner of Huangtianying has been raised high, and countless Huangtianying soldiers who are like tigers and wolves are using crossbows or blades to slash and kill their comrades crazily. They have almost never seen such an army.
They treat killing as a normal matter of daily dressing and eating. In addition to majestic slogans, they don't even roar or roar when killing. There is only endless indifference and ruthlessness, only the cruelty and violence of harvesting life.
"Kill me! For the empire! For the glory!" He Jin roared in a hoarse voice. The sword in his hand had been stained with the blood of countless deserters. But even so, he and his war supervisors had no choice.
Stop the retreat of the Praetorian Guards.
Like a bright yellow wave, the Yellow Turban Army continued to pour in from outside the city. The Imperial Guard had no idea how many opponents there were. A huge shadow shrouded the heads of all the Imperial Guard soldiers. Facing these murderous gods descending from the sky,
, just one charging Guardsman left nearly a thousand corpses under the west gate wall.
"Kill! Long live King Ming!" Zhou Cang roared while waving the long knife in his hand and rushed towards the trembling enemy. When he learned that all the thousand personal guards under Qin Yang's command were almost killed and wounded, and the military advisor Xi Zhicai was seriously injured, these
The Yellow Turban Army was even more crazy, and the enemy's life became their best target for venting their anger.
"You fellow rebels, don't you think you can rebel?" Bao Hong faced Zhou Cang, who was coming towards him, with a long spear in his hand, and couldn't help shouting angrily.
"Nonsense! I just want to rebel!" Zhou Cang grinned and yelled, and the long knife in his hand was chopped down with the words.
Bao Hong tried his best to block, but was shaken back a few steps. Seeing the imperial guards around him either fleeing for their lives or dying in the hands of the Yellow Turban Army, he felt that there was nothing he could do to save himself. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh and looked back at the Han Empire.
After the dragon flag, two lines of clear tears flowed down and disappeared between the gray beard.
"The old minister is so incompetent that the empire is brought to shame! Long live the empire!" Looking back, Bao Hong looked up to the sky and roared. He couldn't help but recall the scenes in his military life, and his heart was filled with despair.
Zhou Cang also saw that Bao Hong's expression was abnormal and seemed to have no fighting spirit, so he couldn't help but shouted: "Are you going to fight or surrender?"
Bao Hong sneered and said with emotion: "I, Bao Hong, were born as Han ministers, and will die as Han ghosts! How dare you surrender!"
"Then Zhou Cang is not welcome! Go to hell!" In the chaos of the battlefield, Zhou Cang had no time to chat with Bao Hong, so he used his strength to slash Bao Hong with a diagonal sword.
Bao Hong glanced at Zhou Cang's sword with disdain, and without resisting, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "Since I was a boy, I have determined to sacrifice my life to serve the country and be shrouded in horse leather. Now is the time to show my ambition through death! Long live the Han Empire!"
"Poof!" The blade swept across, and blood flowed out. Bao Hong's body still maintained the posture of looking up to the sky and laughing, but his upper body slowly slid down. Right and wrong, merit and demerit, rise and fall, honor and disgrace, everything turned into a wisp of heroic soul.
, even though he is unparalleled in his heroic spirit, he also leaves behind eternal regrets.
"General, General Bao Hong died in battle, we can't stand it anymore!" Zhao Rong came to He Jin and said urgently. After a series of fierce battles, the 30,000 Imperial Guards were either dead or injured, and less than half of them fled.
If this continues, destruction may be imminent.
"The whole army is ordered to retreat. We might as well start a street fight with the rebels in the city! Zhao Rong, go to the palace in person and ask Zhang Rang to send the Imperial Army out to quell the chaos!" He Jin's eyes flickered and he said in a cold voice.
"Yes!" After Zhao Rong accepted the order, he secretly wiped a cold sweat and hurriedly left. At this time, the Imperial Guards also began to gradually withdraw towards the rear of the imperial capital under the mobilization of various departments.
"Your Highness, it seems that He Jin wants to fight us to the end." On top of the city, Xi Zhicai came to Qin Yang who had just put on his clothes and said.
Qin Yang nodded as he watched the Imperial Guards retreat slowly, and said, "Our army is not afraid of street fighting, but if this continues, the casualties may be too high..."
"Report! Your Highness, urgent report from Hanzhong!" While the two were thinking, suddenly a Yellow Turban soldier with a tired face jumped off his horse and ran to the top of the city.
"Speak!" When Qin Yang and Xi Zhicai heard the word Hanzhong, they couldn't help but look at each other and felt something was wrong.
"Report to Your Highness, Military Advisor Guo is reporting urgently. The 300,000-strong Northwestern Korean and Ma-Teng coalition forces have left Tianshui and passed through Qishan Mountain and are approaching Hanzhong City! Military Advisor Guo has said that Hanzhong is as solid as the Jintang District and there is no need to worry about bandits, but the original plan may be delayed.
Please don’t read it, Your Highness!”
"What? Han Sui and Ma Teng?! Aren't they confronting Dong Zhuo and Huangfu Song?!" Qin Yang was startled. Although Guo Jia said so, he always felt that something was wrong in his heart.
"Whose banner is the bandit army using?!" Xi Zhicai asked.
The messenger suddenly said: "Commentary, they are flying the banner of Xiliang. Counselor Guo also said that the rebel army may have made peace with Dong Zhuo, and the Xiliang army may have made any changes. Please be careful, Your Highness."
After the messengers went down, Xi Zhi said in deep thought: "Your Highness, Han Sui and Ma Teng are capricious. It would be reasonable to seek refuge with Dong Zhuo at this time. I'm afraid Dong Zhuo's Xiliang Army..."
Qin Yang raised his eyebrows and said: "You mean Dong Zhuo's Xiliang Army's goal is...the imperial capital?!"
The two of them were relatively silent. Dong Zhuo's move to Luoyang was expected by Qin Yang, but he definitely didn't expect it to happen so quickly. Moreover, He Jin had a full 30,000 imperial guards to guard the imperial capital. It seemed that
The whole history has been turned into a mess, and it is no longer possible to speculate with common sense. Now that the armies of Han and Horse have threatened Hanzhong, Dong Zhuo's purpose at this time is naturally self-evident. I am afraid that Dong Zhuo's ambition is definitely no less than that of Qin Yang.
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"Fight quickly and decide quickly!" Qin Yang and Xi Zhicai were thinking the same thing. At this time, Cao Cao, Zhang Liao and others had already rushed to the front line. The civil servants were also watching the battle with interest, and did not notice anything strange on Qin Yang's side. Only this
Only by quickly seizing the imperial capital and deploying an army to defend it can the situation be restored.
"Instruct Zhou Cang and others to quickly clear out the remnants of the Imperial Guard! Issue an order not to kill anyone who surrenders except He Jin!"
After the order was passed on, Xi Zhi hesitated and said, "Your Highness, I don't know where the palace is..."
Qin Yang's heart moved, he patted his thigh and said: "Oh! I almost forgot, there are still 30,000 imperial guards in the palace who have been standing still..."
"Report! Your Highness, General Wang Ping of the Imperial Guard has something urgent to ask to see His Highness!"
When the two of them were alert, Wang Ping, who was dressed in military uniform and had an anxious look on his face, rushed up to the top of the city. He ignored the courtesy and said directly: "Master Qin! Something bad has happened. Zhang Rang, Jian Shuo and others have already sent out all the imperial guards.
, are rushing towards the west gate, and while they are recruiting the guards, they are raising the banner of crusade against the rebels. At this time, the guards who are loyal to He Jin have begun to fight! "
"As expected! Zhang let this kid take advantage of the situation to rob him!" Qin Yang stamped his foot fiercely and gritted his teeth.
At the west gate, although the Yellow Turban Army had a great advantage and killed the Imperial Guards, they lost their armor. But after all, the Yellow Turban Army relied on their own courage to run for four consecutive hours and then immediately entered the battle. I am afraid that their physical strength will be exhausted. However,
Those Imperial Guards were waiting for work and joined the battle when the fighting between the two sides was the fiercest. Although the combat effectiveness of the Imperial Guards was not as good as that of the Imperial Guards and Huang Tianying, they still numbered 30,000!
"General Wang, thank you very much!" Qin Yang pondered for a moment and looked at Wang Ping.
Wang Ping understood what Qin Yang meant, bowed and said: "Master Qin is very kind to Wang Ping. Wang Ping is willing to be like his elder brother Wang Shan, leading a hundred brothers under his command to be willing to serve you!"
"Okay!" Qin Yang drew out his sword, looked up at the yellow scarf flag above his head and said loudly: "Then together we will wipe out everyone in the imperial capital who blocks our army's advance!"
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