Chapter 278 Escape

Up to the East Gate.

Liu Feng stood on the head of the city and looked down at the soldiers pouring in like a tide under the gate.

One by one, they are extremely excited. They are anxious and desperate. They are afraid to be a step late. They can't use the enemy's blood to write the most magnificent stroke of glory for themselves.

This is Luoyang City, the heart of the Han Empire in the world.

For hundreds of years, there have been several people who can fight here.

His eyes extended to the west, and the enemies on the front line of Buhe have fully retreated. His heroic soldiers, like beasts rushing into the sheep pen, wantonly chased and slaughtered the enemy.

There was a rumbling shouting in my ear, and the whole Luoyang city seemed to have turned into a Shura killing city.

The soldiers who killed the red eyes, in order to win people's heads and fight for merit rewards, even did not hesitate to attack ordinary civilians, how many innocent people unfortunately became the affected pond fish.

Liu Feng's eyes extended to the distance again, and suddenly, he was attracted by the fire from the direction of the North Palace.

The fire in the southwest direction was only a star before, but it intensified rapidly in a blink of an eye. In a moment, it turned into a fire to the sky, illuminating the whole dark Miyagi.

In Liu Feng's heart, there was suddenly an unusual foreboding.

In the direction of the north gate, he has deliberately shown weakness and set a trap for Cao Shen. If Cao Shen dares to break through the north gate, he will definitely be captured alive.

If you capture the imperial city and set up the flag of "Liu" high in the most noble place of the empire, it will announce the change of hands of this capital.

Liu Feng sneered, got down to the head of the city, danced his gun, and guided his waving army to kill the North Palace.

On the street in front of Longyun Gate, Liu Feng met with veteran Zhang Ren.

At this moment, the veteran of Shu is commanding the Yizhou soldiers under his command to launch a fierce attack on Longyunmen in the North Palace.

Zhang Ren originally thought that Cao's army had been defeated, but to the old man's surprise, the thousands of defenders of Longyunmen, like a rock, still tenaciously did not retreat under the condition that the overall situation was fixed.

"Old general, do you know who the guard of this door is?" Liu Feng asked loudly.

Zhang Ren wiped the sweat on his forehead and gasped, "According to the captured prisoner, the guard is likely to be Xu Huang. Lord, give me another hour, and I will raze this door to the ground.

"It turned out to be Xu Huang. No wonder he is so tenacious." Liu Feng sighed to himself.

Cao's world collapsed, and the counselors and ministers all fell in anticipation, and the remaining generals also died. Liu Feng did not expect that Xu Huang would stick to the last one.

While sighing, he scolded the marquis to report that Wei Yan had just broken through the front line of the South Gate of Luoyang, and tens of thousands of troops had entered the city and were killing towards Nangong.

Liu Feng's spirit was shocked.

He knew that the imperial city was divided into two palaces in the north and the south. The North Palace was built earlier and was completed a few years ago. As for the South Palace, because of Cao's defeat, half of the construction of the South Palace could only be suspended. The north and south palaces are connected, and the defense of the north palace is strong, but the walls of the south palace have not even been built.

Although Liu Feng is about to destroy Cao, there is still Liu Bei's hard bone north of the Yellow River. There is no need for him to let his soldiers make unnecessary losses again.

Therefore, Liu Feng ordered Zhang Ren not to rush to attack the city for the time being, but ordered someone to send an order to Wei Yan to quickly occupy the South Palace with a large army and attack the North Palace from the South Palace.

##########West City, go to the West Gate.

The bad news of the fall of each door keeps coming. Luoyang City is about to fall, but Xiahou is still struggling to support it.

Without Cao's order to withdraw his troops, even if he fought to the last person, Xiahou would never take a step back.

However, in the face of the dense enemy on the wall, like ants, this veteran of the Xiahou family feels overwhelmed at this moment.

At this moment, a ride rushed to the city, and the person who came was Xu Huang's confidant.

The comer said to Xiahou Yu. Xia Hou Yu's expression changed greatly, and he turned his head and looked in the direction of the North Palace.

Sure enough, the blazing fire ignited from the direction of the hall at some point, and the fire in the sky instantly burned Xiahou's old heart to ashes.

He staggered and almost couldn't stand still.

"Meng De, Meng De..."

Xiahou bit and said the word over and over again that had not been read for a long time. Two lines of old tears poured down and rushed two ravines on his blood-soaked face.

Summedly, he raised his head.

Looking up, on the other side of the city, the young Cao Pi was waving a long sword, commanding the soldiers to resist the enemy's attack.

He strode forward and knocked the left and right soldiers away fiercely. He came to Cao Pi in a few steps and grabbed his arm: "Zihuan, I can't defend it here. Let's go out of Xiamen in the north with me."

Cao Pi was stunned for a moment and frowned and said, "How can we abandon the city without my father's order to break through?"

Xiahou pointed to the direction of the North Palace and sighed, "Meng De is determined to coexist with Luoyang. He can't give us any more orders."

Cao Pi's heart was shocked. Following Xiahou's expectation, the raging fire in the North Palace immediately came into sight.

He was confused at first, but soon understood what Xiahou means.

The fire was the tomb that my father dug for himself.

Did the wise god, the father who exists almost like a god, break himself like this?

In Cao Pi's heart, the last spiritual pillar collapsed in an instant.

"Father, I'm going to save my father!"

Tears came out, and Cao Pi pulled out his legs and wanted to go to the city, but he was pulled by Xiahou.

Xiahou roared at his nephew like a bull, "Meng De is dead. You are the last hope of the Cao family. You can't fool around again!"

One word broke Cao Pi's heart to save his father.

Previously, when Cao Wei intended to operate the Henan defense line centered on Luoyang, in order to ensure the safety of Luoyang, he transferred Cao Pi, Cao Zhi and other brothers to Luoyang and entrusted them with official positions to guard Luoyang, which was also a kind of training experience.

But when Cao Jian didn't expect it, Lejia was defeated, and the betrayal of Sima Yi and other big clans trapped all the Cao clans in Luoyang City.

Now, the city has been broken, and Cao Zhi and other brothers do not know life or death. As the eldest son of Cao Wei, Xia Houyan is right.

"But..."

While Cao Pi was still hesitating, Xiahou couldn't wait any longer. He couldn't say anything. He dragged Cao Pi down the city and protected Cao Pi from the north city with more than 300 elite soldiers.

There are two gates in Luoyang North City, one is Gumen and the other is Xiamen. Gumen is closer to the upper east gate, and Xiahou can only go to Xiamen.

To Xiahou's pleasure, as the news sent by Xu Huang, the enemy did not launch an attack on the North Gate, and the thousands of soldiers and horses guarding the North Gate were intact.

Xiahou didn't dare to stay any more. He immediately gathered the remaining more than 3,000 soldiers and horses, came out of Xiamen, walked lightly, and headed for the southwest river.

Heyin is located in the upper reaches of Xiaopingjin. It is also a ferry crossing the Yellow River in the north, but it is far away from Luoyang City. Xiahou Yu thought that Liu Feng's army might not be able to station heavy troops here, and he might be able to smuggle across the Yellow River from here.

As for Hanoi County on the other side of the river, although Sima Yi and others are against it, they do not have much troops in their hands, and they may not be able to defend everywhere. As long as he can reach the north bank, perhaps the cavalry can attack overnight, and it is not impossible to escape to Jizhou.

This elderly blind Xiahou, with the only glimmer of hope, protected his nephew Cao Pi, and hurried to the wilderness outside Xiamen with the help of the dawnless sky.

There was silence around, and there was nothing but the light horses' hoofs and the footsteps of the soldiers.

There are several enemy camps in a row, and the fire in the camp is clearly visible.

This line of 3,000 people sneaked through the narrow area between the camps of the Confederate Army nervously and urgently.

Half an hour later, the fire of the enemy camp had fallen far behind him.

Xiahou took a long breath, as if they had been lucky enough to break out.

It's just that crossing the enemy's defense line so easily made Xiahou feel something was wrong, but he didn't have time to think about it carefully and could only run intermittently all the way.

After crossing the enemy's camp, there was still a mountain blocking the road. Xiahou did not dare to take the road. He was afraid that heavy troops would block it, so he could only pick up the path and walk.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer soldiers around, some were not strong enough to be abandoned, and some were discouraged and quietly fled.

Xiahou didn't care about the life and death of others, but desperately rode the horse and abandoned more soldiers in the mountains.

At noon, there were only the first few hundred knights left beside him, but the sheep intestine path under his feet became wider and wider. In front of him was the foot of the mountain, and he could walk out of the mountain.

"Uncle Yuan, wait a minute." Cao Pi suddenly stopped the war horse.

Xiahou had to stop and asked, "Zihuan, there is a mountain pass in front of you. Why do you want to stop?"

Cao Pi looked around the vegetation with cold eyes and frowned, "I think there is something wrong with the situation around."

"Huh?" Xiahou was stunned.

Cao Pi pointed to the surroundings and said, "There are birds in the mountains. When we pass by like this, we will be shocked, but there is no movement here, unless..."

Before Cao Pi finished speaking, his eyes were suddenly congested.

In his vision, among the surrounding woods, a flag slowly rose, the cold shining soldiers were lined up, and countless southern soldiers appeared together.

In a blink of an eye, the mountains were all over the field, and countless enemies rose at the same time. A pair of bloodthirsty eyes, like hungry beasts, stared at them.

Xiahou was shocked. Only then did he realize that he had been ambushed by the enemy. When he was about to urge the horse to rush to the mountain pass, he saw the dust in front of the mountain road, and the black iron riders were rushing towards them.

Cao Pi's heart is as cold as ice in the twelfth lunar month.

His sentence, unless it is an unfinished word, is to say, unless the ambush who arrived first, scattered the birds in this area, which is exactly what he is suspicious of.

On the top of the mountain a few miles away, Xu Shu stood with a sword, with a faint sneer on his face, silently watching the prey enter his trap.

The long sword came out of its sheath and pointed excitedly, and the signal flag on the top of the mountain danced wildly.

At the foot of the mountain, thousands of ambush soldiers poured out.

(to be continued)