"Zhao Rong, didn't you say you would go through fire and water for the Za family? Go ahead and let the Za family see your loyalty." Zhang Rang stopped laughing, glanced at a blood-covered general next to him with his slender eyes, and said lightly.
"This...is! I obey the order of the Lord's Standing Guard! Guards, line up to attack!"
The person who spoke was none other than Zhao Rong, the former Zuo Lieutenant of the Auxiliary Army who was sent by He Jin to ask for help from Zhang Rang. At this time, seeing Zhang Rang greeting him lukewarmly, he did not dare to say anything more and just cursed secretly in his heart: "Eunuch."
"Dog", he called the nearly 10,000 Imperial Guard soldiers under his command and cautiously attacked where Qin Yang was.
"General Zhao, hurry up! Do you want to wait for the enemy to starve to death?" Eunuch Song Dian yawned exaggeratedly and laughed loudly at Zhao Rong. The other eunuchs around Zhang Rang saw Zhao Rong leading
The Imperial Guards slowly pushed towards Qin Yang's commander's flag step by step, and they couldn't help but laugh and cheer. It was obvious that they completely regarded Zhao Rong and the newly recruited Imperial Guards as scapegoats and sent them to the battlefield to test.
Qin Yang's reality is gone.
Hearing the ridicule of the eunuchs behind him, Zhao Rong kept his face dark and said nothing. Not only him, but also the rest of the imperial guards had angry expressions on their faces.
"General Zhao, we are all members of the emperor, why should we be sent around by these eunuchs?" a deputy general said angrily.
"That's right! Could it be that their Imperial Guards are human beings and we Imperial Guards are not human beings? We have been fighting fiercely all night. If the General was still here, he would definitely not let us be so useless!" There was a discussion of laughter among the Imperial Guards.
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"Zhang Gong, it seems that the generals of the Imperial Guard haven't woken up yet. They need our help in this charge." Zhang Rang said calmly.
"Brother, leave it to me. Let me help them! Archers!" Zhang Gong, who was quite burly and without a beard on his face, said loudly with a sharp smile.
"General Zhao Rong, if you don't charge within three numbers, don't blame me, Zhang Gong, for being ruthless! Get ready!" Zhang Gong raised his arm, and with a "swipe" sound, two thousand archers from the Royal Forest Army immediately raised their weapons.
The bow was bent and stretched into the shape of a full moon, and it was ready to be thrown towards the sky at 45 degrees.
"One!" Zhang Gong shouted.
"Bastard!" Zhao Rong suddenly turned around and stared at Zhang Gong fiercely. The guards around him clenched their swords and stared nervously at their commander.
"Two!" Zhang Gonghun continued to shout nonchalantly, and winked at Zhao Rong as if provoking.
"General!" The deputy general of the Imperial Guard looked at Zhao Rong eagerly, as if fire was about to burst out of his eyes. This was obviously treating the lives of the Imperial Guard as child's play! Zhao Rong gritted his teeth tightly and said nothing.
"Three!" Zhang Gong shouted without hesitation, and was about to wave his arms!
"Brothers of the Imperial Guard! Charge with me! For the sake of the empire! Long live the great man!" Zhao Rong suddenly turned around and brandished his spear and rushed towards Qin Yang's central army. There was already a trace of fear in his eyes at this time.
If he wanted to fight back, he had already betrayed He Jin and he really didn't have the courage to betray him again.
"Hahaha!..." Zhang Gong slowly put down his arm, and the other ten regular servants laughed wildly. They knew Zhao Rong very well, and among the captains who later joined He Jin, Bao Hong was
Some people have some integrity, but the rest of them are just people who are good at sneaking around. Not to mention those upright people who look down upon them, even the truly insidious people like Zhang Rang treat them like clowns.
"Charge!" Under the leadership of Zhao Rong, nearly 10,000 Imperial Guard soldiers began to run quickly towards Qin Yang's location. Although they were unhappy, they did not dare to disobey the general's military order and could only launch this attack.
Even they themselves felt the extremely humiliating charge.
"Haha, one soldier is like a raging army, and there will be a raging group of generals..." Qin Yang looked at the imposing charge in front of him like billowing black clouds, and smiled softly. He knew that the troops charging towards him had long since lost the courage to truly fight.
"Your Highness, don't underestimate the enemy. Zhang Rang knew he was going to use these people to die but still did it. He must have a back-up plan!" Xi Zhicai said seriously after all, he was thoughtful.
"Well, let him come! Whatever it is, I, Qin Yang, will take care of it!" Qin Yang took a deep breath, fiercely pulled out his sword and shouted loudly, "Brothers of the Yellow Turban Army, I, Qin Yang, will take care of me!"
Never take a step back here! I hope you won’t shame the Yellow Turban banner behind us!”
"Don't worry, Your Highness, we will never take a step back!" The three thousand guards roared in unison, and their murderous aura soared into the sky, which was several times stronger than the ten thousand rushing guards from the opposite side!
"Crossbowmen, prepare!" Xi Zhicai shouted, holding a sword in his hand.
"Wow!" The yellow scarf soldiers in the first row immediately drew their crossbows and knelt down on one knee. The crossbowmen in the second row straightened their backs and aimed their fierce crossbow arrows at the oncoming guards.
"Brothers, we are soldiers! It is absolutely impossible for us to betray the empire! Only by taking the head of the rebel Qin Yang can we wash away the shame of our defeat! Come with me! Long live the Imperial Guard!" Zhao Rong waved.
The gun roared, and he finally found an excuse for himself and rushed forward.
"Long live the Imperial Guards! Avenge! Avenge! Avenge!" Ten thousand Imperial Guards roared in unison, as if they were children who had just found a reason to lose their temper. They charged forward desperately, intending to use the most primitive and violent means of killing.
The most direct way to vent the immense anger in their hearts.
"Fire arrows!" Following Xi Zhicai's order, countless icy-cold crossbow arrows shot through the space like meteors on the wide street, rushing towards the oncoming black wave.
"Ah! Ah!..." In the dense and terrifying torrent of crossbow arrows, countless Imperial Guards fell to the ground and were mercilessly trampled by their comrades running behind them. The deep red blood became the theme again, and the shocking sound of killing was heard again.
The entire imperial capital.
"Kill!" The Guardsmen, who had been stimulated by blood and death, finally began to go crazy. They turned a blind eye to the arrows that were shooting quickly, and only saw crazy killing and hot flames. No matter whether they moved forward or retreated, they would die.
Then he will die vigorously and with dignity!
"Draw the sword!" The light of the sword flashed at the end of the long street, and the yellow scarf soldiers in the front row showed their sword blades at the same time. Senhan's sword energy was flying in the sky, and these murderous weapons were already waiting to drink blood!
"Long live the Yellow Turban! Kill!" Qin Yang swung his long sword and gave the order to charge.
"Long live the Yellow Turban! Long live King Ming!" A thousand warriors rushed into the street like a tide. In the wide street, on one side was a billowing black current, on the other side was a boiling bright yellow ocean. Both sides were equally crazy and equally fearless of death! They met on a narrow road.
, the brave wins!
"Boom!" Two completely opposite torrents collided in the middle of the street. The blades flashed, murderous intent surged, and bloody waves splashed high, rendering the world extremely tragic. Killing became an eternal theme at this moment.
, at the moment when the two collided, countless living lives burst into dazzling light like fireworks and then dissipated instantly.
"Kill! I hope the incompetence of the imperial guards will arouse Zhang Rang's anger..." Qin Yang looked at the bloody waves and sighed. Although he was passionate about war, he would also feel angry every time he saw the moment when life dissipated.
A hint of sadness.
"Kill! The more dead, the better! The Lord will definitely like this city that is infected with blood!" Zhang Rang's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the rest of the Ten Constant Attendants heard Zhang Rang mention "The Lord"
At the word "Go", everyone was excited and eager to try, with excitement in their eyes.
"Brother, this Imperial Guard is such a waste..." After a moment, Zhang Gongyao pointed to the battlefield. The flag of the Imperial Guard was crumbling in the street. It was obvious that even in this almost one-on-one street battle, the Imperial Guard was still fighting.
The army is also far from the well-trained Yellow Turban Army.
"Then do you have any good ideas?" Zhang Rang asked calmly, seemingly indifferent to the life and death of the Imperial Guards on the battlefield.
"Haha, to be honest with you, brother, I do have a solution..."
"Oh? Tell me."
"Brother, street fighting in the city has always been a bloody fight without any formations. But now our street fighting on both sides is concentrated in the streets. If our soldiers can take the lead in climbing up both sides of the street, and then charge down from the commanding heights...
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Zhang Rang couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard this, nodded and said: "I'll do as you say, let the imperial guardsmen divide into three groups, climb up the houses on both sides to charge, and also send some people to attack from the front. Bi Lan, you
Return to the palace quickly to prepare for the sacrifice, no matter how many people die, just catch that kid Qin Yang!"
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