Three Kingdoms: Being humiliated when joining the alliance, he turned back and recognized his ancest

Chapter 202



Chapter 202

This trip was delayed, and even the enemy began to besiege Yecheng.

However, it has reached this point, and there is no rush at this time.

"Lord, it is said that the North Gate is not the enemy's main place of attack, so let's go and report first.

"Good. "

Yuan Shao's cavalry divided two hundred people and headed for Yecheng first.

The remaining people continued to stay here, protecting Yuan Shao as he moved forward.

Zhang Liao was leading the cavalry to this side, and the cavalry heading to Yecheng happened to miss.

"It's just ahead. The

patrol cavalry pointed into the distance.

"Kill the past, behead Yuan Shao's first-level reward for thousands of gold!" Zhang

Liao wanted to see who this person who pretended to be a ghost was, and whether his head could be cut off and held in his hand.

"Lord, there is an enemy cavalry contingent ahead. "

What?"

Yuan Shao lay in the car for a nap, and before he could enter the state, he was awakened again.

This has already reached the doorstep, and the enemy has not even allowed him to live in peace.

"How many rides?" "

Expect less than three hundred rides."

"Only these, what are you afraid of?"

Yuan Shao was furious, there were still eight hundred of them.

Could it be that those three hundred people are all tiger troops?"

The

cavalryman was reprimanded and took up his spear and broke away from the ranks.

"Good

to come!" Zhang Liao saw that the other party took the initiative to come to meet the battle, and the hook and sickle slashed out sharply, slashing the enemy into two obliquely.

The cavalry team of three hundred men faced five or six hundred people, and still did not have the slightest fear.

Their main confidence was built on Zhang Liao, and the generals rushed, so what were they afraid of?

These people are not like ordinary cavalry, more like the kind similar to the Guards.

He only brought three hundred people, which seems to be a little less.

But you can't take it out more, because there are still people at the end of the moat.

Once most of the people withdrew, the Yuan army would soon counterattack back.

If you return to the main camp to call people, it will be too late.

Since it has reached this point, there is no retreat to speak of.

"You guys come with me. Zhang

Liao killed the cavalry of the Yuan army in front of him, no longer caring about the remaining people, but went straight to the frame.

"Stop him!" Yuan

Shao hurriedly retracted his head, and he found that Zhang Liao had already rushed at him.

At this glance, Zhang Liao had already recognized this person as Yuan Shao.

He didn't know what was going on, in short, he met Yuan Shao and killed him.

"Who dares to stop me?" Zhang

Liao slashed the charioteer to death and jumped onto the carriage.

Opening the curtain, Yuan Shao looked at him with four eyes, very frightened.

"Sure enough, it's you.

Zhang Liao grabbed Yuan Shao's clothes and took them out directly.

"Escort!" The

enemy general in front of him was murderous, Yuan Shao had never seen this kind of battle.

A cavalry soldier of the Yuan army flew towards Zhang Liao, blocking Zhang Liao's knife.

Then he tightly held Zhang Liao's hook and sickle and prevented him from continuing to swing it.

"Hateful!" Zhang

Liao was furious, and this cavalry of the Yuan army blocked in front of him, and even clenched the hooked scythe until death.

In desperation, he abandoned the hooked scythe and pulled out the sword at his waist.

This time, the person who blocked the sword slowed down, and saw the long sword cut through Yuan Shao's chest, revealing a large blood mark.

The only regret is that although this sword injured Yuan Shao, it did not kill him.

"Lord!" Seeing

this, the Yuan cavalry was shocked, and desperately stepped forward, and he wanted to protect Yuan Shao even if he died.

People have a huge desire for survival before they die, and Yuan Shao is the same at this time.

He endured the sharp pain in his chest and crawled desperately.

Today is the darkest day of his life.

Born in the fourth and third dukes, where has he been humiliated by such a husband.

"General, it's too late. One

of Zhang Liao's generals hurried forward, and he found that support from within Yecheng had arrived.

If it dragged on any longer, even if he killed Yuan Shao, Zhang Liao would not be able to escape.

It is not worth it at all to exchange a nominally dead Yuan Shao for Zhang Liao, a general who commands the army.

"Go!"

Zhang Liao sighed, this Yuan Shao really deserved his life.

Those cavalry of the Yuan army, regardless of their own lives, also stepped forward to hug him and contain him in pursuit.

Even if he wanted to put Yuan Shao to death, there was no way.

The gap between him and Dong Yao is too big, and there is not only Yan Liang in the middle, but also Ma Chao, Huang Zhong, Lü Bu and others.

If Dong Yao were here, no one would be able to stop him.

"Lord, the enemy has withdrawn..." The

Yuan cavalry looked for Yuan Shao's figure, and finally dragged the seriously injured Yuan Shao out under the carriage.

"Is it..."

Yuan Shao forced himself to calm down, and now the heavier his breathing became, the more severe the wound on his chest was like a tear, and there was a huge pain.

The cavalry wiped his dusty face and sorted out his makeup.

After making himself look quite majestic, he was carried into the carriage.

The battle happened quickly, not even half an hour.

Although Zhang Liao did not kill Yuan Shao, he also disgraced him, and even cut a sword.

In addition, Yuan Shao already has a disease on his body, and being frightened by this, the condition plus the sword wound, I am afraid that it is difficult not to die.

After returning to Yecheng, Yuan Shao's energy and physical strength were not as good as before.

He did not summon all the generals, but only summoned the close ministers, Yuan Shang and others to receive them.

"Father..."

Yuan Shang remembered that before Yuan Shao left Yecheng, he could be said to have regained his former demeanor and spirit.

I didn't expect to see you again, and you were already full of gray hair.

Not only was he seriously injured, but he had to gasp for breath even when he spoke.

"Hsien Fu... For the Father may... I can't personally command the defense of Yecheng..." Yuan

Shao stretched out his hand and touched Yuan Shang's face.

He made a counterattack at the end and defeated Dong Yao for a while, thinking that it was the beginning of Yuan's re-emergence.

But what he didn't expect was that the fork turned out to be in Guangyang.

If the stand-in he found did not die, Jizhou Yuan Jun would not be chaotic.

Four or five hundred steps, who would have thought that Dong Yao could kill with one blow between four or five hundred steps.

This is all fate, heaven helps Dong but not Yuan...

"Please also ask the Lord to rest assured that the high walls of my Yecheng City will definitely be able to withstand the enemy's attack."

Yuan

Shao looked at the close minister in front of him, and he could hardly say a complete sentence.

"I also ask the father to rest assured that the child will personally defend the city."

Yuan Shang stood up and plucked up the courage to say.

The main backbone of the Yuan family returned, although it was seriously injured.

But it also gave him a lot of courage, and he personally came to the city wall in armor, wanting to hold on with all the soldiers.

Zhang Liao didn't know how heavy his sword was, he only knew that he had actually hit Yuan Shao.

However, whether Yuan Shao died or was injured did not affect his capture of Yecheng.

In the blink of an eye, at night, the two sides lit torches to illuminate the city above and below.

The daredevils also desperately stepped forward in the light of the fire to fill the moat in front of them.

At dawn, the moats and trenches at the south gate of Yecheng, which Zhang Liao was attacking, were filled in without any obstacles.


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