Chapter 126 Bad News

Zhang Jiao sat in the army's tent and waited for the news ahead.

At this time, there was a sound outside the door.

"The news came from General Sun Xia and General Bu Ji."

Zhang Jiao frowned. It was not the news from the general, but the vice general. Is there any accident?

"Come in and talk!"

"No!"

"Say, is there any accident?"

But the scout was full of smiles, not like an accident, which confused Zhang Jiao.

"Good news, General Zhang Mancheng led his subordinates to take the lead in attacking the south gate. Now he has completely gained a foothold in the south wall and is leading people to kill the defeated Han army. General Bu Ji also sent a letter saying that He Miao, the chief general of the North Gate, fled soon after the war. He Cai was so angry that he was angry and was chasing him on a single horse. He Miao, the north gate has also been controlled.

After saying it in one breath, his face turned red and he looked very excited.

Zhang Jiao couldn't help being happy to hear such good news.

"Good, good, good, well done, so that Luoyang City can be down overnight. Pass on the two doors, ask them what they do, and by the way, tell them that the north and south gates have broken."

"No!"

"Okay, you go down!"

The scout retreated happily and sent the order.

Zhang Jiao sat on the main seat, "hahaha" laughed and whispered: Luoyang, Luoyang, it's finally mine! However, his face immediately changed again. Thinking that his two brothers, the main yellow scarf wrestler, were not as fast as the other two people, he was very angry.

Originally, he wanted his family to get Luoyang's head skills, but Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao were really disappointing. Zhang Jiao sighed helplessly. Thinking of what Qin Feng said, arrogant soldiers would be a disaster, and his head ached.

Don't mention Zhang Jiao's headache. At this moment, Huangfu Song was covered with blood in Dongcheng, Luoyang, and he didn't know who it was. His white beard was also stained with blood, which looked very embarrassed. He looked at the yellow scarf army that was retreating with his sword and exhaled.

After such a bloody battle, he really doesn't have much strength, relying on an unyielding perseverance to fight.

Seeing that the Yellow Turban Army finally retreated, Huangfu Song couldn't help shaking twice and fell to sit on the ground. He couldn't help breathing, and there were not many guards around him left. The Yellow Turban Army just now was really too powerful. They were all five and three thick, burly and fierce. If it hadn't been for the small place, those yellow scarves could not be opened. , Dongcheng was lost. Fortunately, when the soldiers saw the old general working so hard, they also aroused blood. They fought desperately and repelled the yellow scarf.

"General, can we win?"

A guard without an arm asked with a pale face. Huangfu turned his head with difficulty and turned his eyes to his broken arm. He remembered that the guard had his arm cut off to protect him.

Huangfu Song's face was expressionless and looked at him coldly.

"Are you afraid of death? A big man will win!"

After that, a trace of intolerance flashed on Huangfu Song's blood-s old face. He knew that the guard was not afraid of death, but he had to say so. Now the Han soldiers are very tired. Such a fierce fight depends on a breath in his heart. The anger in the guard's heart is about to dissipate. He must stop it, otherwise it will inevitably affect the whole at that time. Military heart.

As soon as the guard heard Huangfu Song's words, his pride suddenly rose and he said to Huangfu Song.

"General, how lucky it is that the man died on the battlefield! I'm never afraid of death! A big man will win!"

The personal guard raised the long knife in his hand with one hand and pointed to the sky. The blade was already missing, and the last sentence even roared out.

However, it seemed that he was infected by the emotions of the guard, and the soldiers around him also roared.

"The big man will win!"

"The big man will win!"

"The big man will win!"

One after another, the soldiers on Dongcheng seemed to have regained all their strength and vented their blood. Their morale was unprecedented for a while. Huangfu Song saw this and smiled happily, but his personal guard fell down and made no sound.

was bleeding to death. The war happened in such a hurry that there was no time to prepare at all.

Huangfu Song finally left two lines of tears on his face, for this unyielding man, for the courage he has never retreated, and the broken knife in his hand until he died. This is a real man.

At this time, a soldier with a bloody face and broken armor ran over and staggered.

"Report, general, it's not good. The south gate has been lost, and we and our army are almost destroyed."

After saying that, the man couldn't help crying.

Huangfu Song first heard the news, his eyes were black and he almost fainted on the spot. He led the soldiers to kill the enemy, faced the main force of the Yellow Turban Army, and did not retreat bravely. He still resisted the sharp offensive of the Yellow Turban Army. However, now he has heard that the north and south gates have been lost. Have they made any sacrifices been made in vain?

The rest of the soldiers' unyielding thoughts, the determination to kill the enemy, the high morale disappeared in an instant, and their hearts went straight to the bottom.

Just now, he was still full of confidence and shouted that "the big man will win", but in the blink of an eye, a bolt from the blue, this deadly and deadly blow pulled them back to reality. No matter how brave the man is in the face of desperate situation, what else can he do?

Huangfu Song's old face was full of tears, and he couldn't help but resent it.

"Why was Zhu Jun defeated so quickly? Are our soldiers all made of paper?"

He couldn't help but be angry. As soon as he fought, he lost two doors. Luoyang Cave opened. How could they resist these hundreds of yellow scarves and what to fight for?

The injured soldier looked ugly, but he had to answer. However, thinking of the tragic death of his brothers, he also hated Zhu Jun, so he whispered the truth.

"General Zhu, he is not here. In the city, we don't have the main generaldiao du. We panicked for a moment, and the Yellow Turban Army came extremely hidden, so."

Huang Fu Song clenched his fists and finally couldn't suppress his anger and punched the ground.

"Gong Wei misled me, Gong Wei misled me!"

Suddenly, Huangfu stood up with his sword and said loudly.

"Come on, give me a soldier and take back the south gate!"

The guard quickly got the order.

"No!"

Huangfu Song looked around again, but saw that there was no fighting spirit and the cheeks of the frightened soldiers. As a last resort, Huangfu Song cut off his long white hair with a sword and held it high in his hand.

For his parents, Huangfu Song's move was to prove his mortal heart. He held his sword in one hand and his long hair in the other, and roared at the panicked soldiers around him.

"Generals, generals will inevitably die in battle, and the heroes will return the corpses. You are all heroes of my big man. At this time, the thieves are fierce and want to subvert our Han country, bully and rob our Luoyang imperial capital. Are you willing to insult your ministers since ancient times?"

"I swear again that I will live and die with you, kill the enemy and defend the country, and be willing to kill the yellow scarf with me, take back the south city, keep the generals Luoyang, and kill with me!"

The soldiers around were stunned and watched Huangfu Song cut off their long hair. They were stunned. Then Huangfu Song shouted and swore again. The blood that had just been extinguished in their hearts began to boil, and finally someone began to respond.

"I would like to kill thieves with the general!"

"I would too!"

"Kill the thief!"

"Kill!"

"Kill the thief!"

More and more, almost everyone was moved by Huangfu Song's words and shouted to kill the enemy. Huang Fu Song's eyes became wet. These are all good men of big men, but I don't know how many of them can be accepted after this battle.

"Okay, they are all good men of my big man!"

After Huangfu Song and other lieutenants separated a man, they were ready to go to the South Gate, but at this time, another broken armored soldier stumbled in front of Huangfu Song and saw the despair on his face from afar. Huangfu Song was shocked and couldn't stop it, because the soldier began to cry from afar.

"General, general, it's not good. The north gate and the north gate are lost!"

What! The North Gate is also lost!

All the soldiers, including Huangfu Song, felt a breath of despair. Huangfu Song's face turned pale in an instant, and the sword in his hand was on the ground again. He coldly looked at the soldier who came to kneel in front of him and asked.

"What's going on? Make it clear!"