In the previous chapter, Dangyang should be Fancheng, and Dangyang is still south of Fancheng and Xiangyang Tens of thousands of people were running for their lives, cries and shouts, and the sound of horses' hooves and footsteps behind them was getting closer and closer, and then they were behind them.
Those people who couldn't run turned around in horror, only to see the white and vast aluminum armor of the elite sergeant leading the horse to roar past them, there was no knife light, no blood, no screams, and the Yan army didn't even pull out the knife.
"What do they want to do?"
thought the people in dismay.
"They must be trying to stop and capture us alive and castrate them one by one," someone exclaimed as clever as they were.
"That means killing only men, not women" "These demons haven't touched women for many years, and the fate of women is not much better."
Everyone was suspicious, but almost no one had the courage to turn back and run again, because they couldn't run, and they knew that two legs could not be faster than four legs, so they simply sat on the ground.
Soon, 30,000 iron horsemen had already led their horses to the front of the people, completely blocking the way of tens of thousands of people.
All the people stopped together, looking at the soldiers and horses in front of them who were quickly reorganizing the queue, they didn't know what to do, some people were crying, some were cursing, and some people were anxiously red-eyed and clamoring to fight with the Yan army, but no one responded, and all kinds of voices were noisy.
Zhao Yun froze his mind, looked back suddenly, and shouted coldly to the soldiers behind him: "The whole army blows the trumpet" Woooooooo Hundreds of trumpeters raised the crooked horns at the same time, and in an instant, the distant and low horn horns rushed into the sky, and in an instant, it resounded throughout the whole heaven and earth.
The majestic and suffocating and desolate sound of the bull's horn was like a fierce whirlwind, instantly blowing all over the wasteland, and the noisy and restless people quieted down one after another, looking blankly at the Yan army armor soldiers in front of them, and a glimmer of hope ignited in their eyes.
Zhao Yun sat on top of the jade lion in the night, and when he saw that the people in front of him finally quieted down, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Folks of Xinye, I am Zhao Yun, the hussar general of the Great Yan Kingdom, and I am specially ordered by His Majesty the Son of Heaven of Dayan to welcome you back to Xinye City, our army of Dayan never takes a stitch from the people, and those who hurt the people should be beheaded according to military regulations, I believe that our Xinye City is still your home, don't listen to other people's rumors, don't run away, go home and live a good life."
Zhao Yun's words were passed down layer by layer, and after a burst of surprise among the people below, there was a cacophony of voices, although there were not a few believers, but most of them were skeptical, it was obvious that in the minds of these people, Liu Yuanjun was the righteous side, so it was the evil side that was against Liu Yuanjun, so these Yan Jun were the embodiment of demons, and it was not credible to say anything.
The trumpet sounded again, and the people fell silent again, but no one answered.
Zhao Yun shouted loudly: "If you don't believe it, you can choose twenty people as representatives and come to talk in detail."
The common people looked at the gentry, scholars, and lieutenants among them, but those people lowered their heads one by one, not daring to step forward, for fear that this would be a dead end, and they would become the first batch of castrated people.
"You can't wait, I'm going to kill people but nodding my head, I'm afraid of something" A stammering and immature voice sounded in the crowd, and a boy of about eleven or twelve years old stood up resolutely in the crowd of kneeling on the ground.
"Elle, what are you doing" The middle-aged man beside him hurriedly grabbed him.
"It's the stammering son of the Deng family."
Someone whispered.
"I can't say a single stammer, I went to be the first to be killed."
Someone scoffed.
The young man said urgently: "I and I are stammering, and I dare to go, but you and a group of old men are afraid of death, why laugh at me" Before the words fell, a person stood up and said loudly: "Count Wen a certain one, instead of sitting and waiting to die, it is better to talk, if it is not as good as a stammering in his early tens, it is better to hit his head and die."
"That's the third master of the Wen family."
Someone recognized it.
The Nanyang Wen family is also a big family in the local area, although the third master Wenjin is a side branch, it is not as famous as the Wen Ping branch of the main house, and it is also quite prestigious in the local area.
With Wen Jin's appearance, twenty people were soon elected among the people, together with the small stammering surnamed Deng, a total of twenty-one people.
The twenty-one leaders among the people of Jingzhou, with an expression of looking at death as if they were at home, resolutely walked towards Zhao Yun.
"If His Majesty Emperor Yan wants to gain a foothold in Jingzhou, he must not harm the people of Jingzhou, otherwise he will occupy the land of Jingzhou and will not be able to occupy the hearts of the people."
"That's nature, you don't have to work."
"In Xinye Town, the people do not have much food, Your Majesty must not forcibly requisition the people's grain, and the grain left in the city must also be returned to us."
"Our Yan army is not short of those few grains and grass."
"We are more than 100 miles away from the city, and the old, weak, sick, disabled, women and children are no longer able to walk, and I ask the generals to spare some horses for them to use as leg strength."
"Of course."
When the last request was spoken, even Wen Jin himself felt that it was a bit excessive, how could ordinary people ride military horses since ancient times However, Zhao Yun agreed without hesitation, which made Wen Jin himself at a loss, and the people around him were even more shocked and disbelieving.
One of them raised his voice and asked: "Zhao Hussar is so refreshing, could it be that there is fraud in it?"
As soon as the words fell, Guan Hai on the side was immediately angered, only to see Guan Hai draw his knife and stand on the man's neck and reprimand angrily: "Put your mother's bullshit, His Majesty Emperor Yan sits on the land of ten states, with tens of millions of subjects, 500,000 elite soldiers, and more than 1,000 good generals.
The words scolded the man's face like earth, and he begged for mercy again and again, and then the little stammerer on the side also said: "This general is right, how can Tao Zhugong calculate the grain of the Han family, I believe in General Zhao Hussar." ” At this time, everyone had no doubts, and they all thanked Zhao Yun.
Next, 30,000 iron horsemen untied the iron pot and dry food from the preparation horse, and buried the pot on the spot to make rice.
When those people drank hot soup and ate boiled soft meat and pastry, they no longer had any doubts, and they were grateful to Emperor Yan, and even many people scolded Sun Gan for deceiving the people.
Zhao Yun put the bowl on his head, walked through the crowd, walked to the side of the little stammer, and asked with a smile: "Little brother, may I ask the surname Gao."
The little stammerer was obviously very hungry too, and while taking a big bite of the bread, he replied, "The grass people's name is Deng Ai." ” "Deng Ai, very good, very courageous, he will become a great talent one day" Zhao Yun patted him lightly on the shoulder.
He also asked people to take a hundred steel knives, handed them to him, and said: "This knife is given to you, you should study hard Wen Tao Wuluo, and make meritorious achievements in the future, and glorify the lintel."
This knife has always inspired this young man to work hard, so that he finally became a generation of famous generals in the Great Yan Kingdom, which is a later story.
After the meal, Zhao Yun asked all the soldiers to vacate the horses and let the people ride, one adult man and one woman, and three women and children, 30,000 horses were more than enough. 60,000 horses, carrying tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians, rushed to Xinye City, it took only half a day, and arrived in front of the city gate, at this time Gongsun Bai had personally led tens of thousands of soldiers out of the city to greet them, and the people were all grateful.
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This battle to recover the people seems to be laborious, food and labor, but it is a great benefit for Gongsun Bai, since then the name of His Majesty Emperor Yan's benevolence has been heard all over Jingzhou, no matter how the Liu family smears, it seems so pale.
After recovering the people, except for Ganning's Tengjiao army was still on the way down the water, the rest of the Yan army gathered in Fancheng, a total of 250,000 troops, for a time Xinye around the camp tents like clouds, the sky covered the sun, stretching for more than ten miles.
After pacifying the people of Xinyecheng and the southern counties of Nanyang County, Gongsun Bai led the army to continue southward and march towards Fancheng.
On the day of the division going south, the people of Xinye went out of the city one after another to see them off.
At this time, although Liu Biao was seriously ill, he was still able to support, and when he heard that Liu Bei was defeated and Gongsun Bai's 300,000 army went south, he immediately strengthened his spirit, gathered 100,000 troops, and recalled Huang Zu's 50,000 Jingzhou naval troops in Jiangxia, with a total of 150,000 people arranged in Xiangyang, Hanshui and Fancheng, wanting to fight to the death with Gongsun Bai.
At this time, Liu Biao was no longer the Jingzhou Mu in history, but the most orthodox Han Emperor at that time, and there was no reason to surrender, so he could only fight to the death and retain the last trace of Liu Han's backbone.
More than ten days later, 250,000 troops gathered under Fancheng, banners like clouds, armor like snow, the north gate of Fancheng was blocked.
Since ancient times, there is a saying that "Xiangyang is beaten with iron, and Fancheng is made of paper", but Guan Yu still refused to give up, and in the case of Liu Bei's army crossing the Han River one after another, he still persistently led more than 2,000 school swordsmen to stick to Fancheng.
This general, who was known as a martial saint in later generations, was not angry at Gongsun Bai's record of consecutive defeats, and wanted to create brilliance with thousands of school swordsmen, even if it was only for three days, it was an honor.
The Yan army's iron cavalry was invincible, but he did not think that his school swordsmen would lose to the Yan army in infantry and siege battles.
But what he didn't know was how far the equipment of the Jingzhou army was from the Yan army, and under the advantage of absolute equipment, everything was a floating cloud.
Under Fancheng, Zhang Liao's personal commander of eight thousand vine armor elite soldiers stood in formation, murderous, Guan Yu on the city tower squinted his eyes, looked at the enemy army under the city, and a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The huge advantage of defending the city, although the enemy army was four times his own, he did not take this group of Yan soldiers with strange armor in his eyes.
However, the cruel reality ruthlessly crushed Guan Yu's last trace of arrogance.
Thousands of rattan armor troops pushed the ladder cart to swarm, let the arrows rain down at the head of the city but not the slightest damage, and soon put the ladder cart on the battlements at the head of the city, the strong rattan armor of the defense, not only the arrows are impenetrable, but also even small pieces of wood and rolling stones are difficult to cause damage.
The 100-for-100 steel knives that sharpen iron like clay, the invulnerable rattan armor, and the sword hands of Ren Xiaoxiao are all brave and not afraid of death, but under the huge disparity in equipment, they are simply unable to match, and they only hold on for more than an hour before they are occupied at the head of the city Guan Yu had no choice but to lead the crowd to flee in a hurry, and his insistence only verified the invincibility of the Yan army once again.
Fortunately, Zhuge Liang had already prepared, Guan Yu led the crowd out of the South Gate, and as soon as he arrived at the South Gate Wharf, a boat responded and quickly crossed the water.
The Battle of Fancheng ended in just two hours.
It's just that for the Jingzhou Army, what really serves as a barrier for Xiangyang is the rolling Han Water.
The Yan army's horse infantry army is invincible in the world, can it still fly through the Han River
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