Chapter 86: Blood in Luoyang

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo-!

A long horn sound echoed in the night sky, three long and two short.

That was a signal that the Yulin Army would send before going to war. Only the Yulin Army in the entire Han Dynasty would sound such a horn.

From all directions, countless people flocked out and swept towards the mob.

These mobs were carrying them there in one breath, so they persisted until now. But as soon as the Yulin Army appeared, the morale, which was not very high, suddenly fell to the freezing point. Facing teams of Yulin Army, rows of bright armor, the mobs suddenly shouted in unison and retreated like a tide in front of the palace gate.

The person who supervised the battle was a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a stubborn iron helmet and a stubborn iron armor, and dancing with a spear, shouting loudly: "Don't retreat, don't retreat... rush in and kill the dog emperor, so we have a way out, otherwise we will die together."

The shouts were quickly drowned.

The Yulin Army raised long spears to form rows of queues.

I heard a general shouting immediately: "Kill!"

"Kill-kill-kill!"

Every time the Yulin Army moves forward, dozens or even hundreds of mobs will fall.

Compared with these Yulin Army, which had rigorous training and even more people, the resistance of the mob seemed to be chaotic.

The young leader saw this situation and knew that the situation was hopeless.

There is still a glimmer of hope now, that is, to break open the palace gate and break into the palace to catch the dog emperor. Originally, this plan could be said to be very strict.

The Yulin Army shouted in unison and advanced step by step. The mob that retreated was instantly stabbed into a hornet's nest. After the master's design, Feng and Zi transferred most of the imperial guards away, leaving only a few hundred imperial guards in Nangong. According to the plan, they would directly break into Nangong. Even if there were guards around the emperor, under the impact of tens of thousands of religious followers, the dog emperor had nowhere to escape. If he seized the Han emperor, great things would be accomplished.

He made great plans, but he did not expect that Emperor Han would suddenly summon Cai Yong on this day.

No one expected that there would be hundreds of Hedong soldiers outside the Nangong, and even the appearance of Dong Zhuo and Hua Xiong, which made the efforts fail. The middle-aged people were unwilling to give up, but they were really unwilling to give up. Only one line was left, and the great cause of Taiping Road was about to succeed.

He roared and took off his armor.

He shouted to the more than a hundred believers gathered around him, "The Yellow Turbans, it's time to reimburse General of Heaven, follow me to rush forward."

As he said that, he rushed to the palace city first and climbed up the simple city wall that was temporarily built.

The Yellow Turban Warehouses behind them also shouted in unison and rushed out with the strong man. This made the Taiping thug who was no longer interested in fighting a little excited. The resistance began to be organized, and the Yulin Army's advancement became slow.

On the top of the city, Dong Zhuo was about to commit suicide, but he heard the sound of the Yulin Army's horn.

After relaxing, his feet became soft, and he slid down against the wall. After a long battle, he felt dizzy and dizzy.

At this moment, a strong man climbed up from the city, waved a slinging knife and chopped over two Hedong soldiers. When he saw Dong Zhuo, his eyes were red. Just like this fat man, he ruined the major affairs of General Tiangong.

"Dog official, come and take your life!"

The sound of wind was hanging on the door of the fan and slashed at Dong Zhuo.

Dong Zhuo couldn't move at this time. Seeing the big knife slashing towards him, he felt a little sad and closed his eyes.

"It's over, I didn't expect that Dong Zhuo would die here!"

Hua Xiong cut over four or five Yellow Turban strongmen who had climbed up in the distance, turned his head and happened to see this scene.

The corners of his eyes burst and he roared, "Dog thief, don't hurt my master!"

But the distance was too far, it was impossible to rush over. Hua Xiong threw the knife in his hand and grabbed a yellow turban hero. He sank the dantian and shouted loudly. After more than ten steps, he used his arms to force the yellow turban hero to hit the strong man.

The strong man heard the shouting behind him and instinctively slashed out with a knife.

The Yellow Turban Strongman who flew over was split in half by him, his intestines and livers spilled all over the floor, and the sticky blood splashed all over his body.

My stomach suddenly became cold, and my whole body seemed to have disappeared.

The strong man stared at the sword of the horse that was stabbing the horse in his stomach, and looked at Dong Zhuo who was half dead just now. Dong Zhuo's face was covered with blood, only his eyes were black and his teeth were white. He opened his eyes wide and held the sword of the horse in both hands and smiled grimly.

"Want to kill me? It's not that easy!"

As he said that, he suddenly stood up, holding the Sword of the Horse in both hands, he suddenly moved upwards.

The sharp Ma Sword put aside the strong man, and the screams echoed in the air, and even a bowel hung on Dong Zhuo.

The Yellow Turban Strongman who rushed up was stunned when he saw this!

"Ma Dashuai Ma is dead, Ma Dashuai was killed..."

Losing the leader, the Yellow Turbans ran away. They had red eyes and rushed towards Dong Zhuo, Hua Xiong and others who had almost no power to fight again.

At the critical moment, a figure flew out of the imperial city.

The person who came was only in his thirties, less than forty years. He had three wisps of black beard under his jaw, wearing a black scholar's shirt, holding a three-foot Qingfeng sword in his hand. This man's movements were very strange, his pace was not fast, but he climbed to the top of the city in the blink of an eye. The Qingfeng sword sucked and spitted a trace of light, which seemed extremely casual. But each sword would take the life of a Yellow Turban Strongman. At first glance, his sword technique was very simple, just stabbing and picking. But it was extremely powerful.

The bodies of the Yellow Turban Strongmen were picked out.

Dong Zhuo couldn't even see the man's movements clearly and couldn't help but be stunned.

The dozens of remaining Yellow Turban heroes were slaughtered in the blink of an eye. There was no trace of blood on the man's body.

"Is the general safe?"

"Mr. Wang, why are you... the Emperor?"

"The imperial guards have been taken into custody, and the You Yulin has also entered the imperial city from outside the Beigong Gate. The emperor has now been protected. I heard that the Nangong had a fierce battle, so the emperor ordered Yue to come to protect the general. But it seems that it is over!"

Yes, it's over!

Outside the Nangong Gate, the mobs had stopped resisting.

No matter how much they resist, they are not opponents of the Yulin Army.

Shortly after the strong man was killed, all the Taiping scholars put down their weapons and were surrounded by the Yulin Legion outside the palace gate.

In the distance, countless Yulin soldiers rushed over and climbed to the top of the city.

"General, it seems that everything is over... The best of the best will take his leave!"

The swordsman turned away and floated into the palace. Dong Zhuo looked at the man's back and stood up with the battlements.

"General, who was that person just now?"

"That is the swordsman teacher of the prince, known as the great swordsman, and his name is Wang Yue. This man is arrogant and has extraordinary swordsmanship... He promised to teach swordsmanship for three years, but now it's almost three years. Zhongying, don't think about recruiting this person, even I can't recruit him. This man was born for swordsmanship, and nothing can attract him except swordsmanship."

Dong Zhuo said admirably: "General, this is a national soldier."

He Jin looked at the Taiping scholars outside the city and laughed, "Zhongying, after tonight, you and I will be both national soldiers."

On the 25th day of the first lunar month of the first year of Zhongping, the great wise and virtuous teacher of Taiping Dao came to the altar and shouted: The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should be established. The year is in Jiazi, and the world is very lucky.

He called himself General of Heaven, his second brother Zhang Bao was General of Earth, and his third brother Zhang Liang was General of Rengong.

Zhang Jiao said to the church members in Julu: "Now the Han Dynasty is about to end, the great saints will come out. You are obedient to heaven and righteousness to enjoy peace."

That night, there were 200,000 people wrapped in the Yellow Turban and followed Zhangjiao. There were 200,000 people wrapped in the Yellow Turban, and the four states of You, Yan, Qing and Yu responded. There were also more than 300,000 people from Zhangjiao. Zhangjiao once decided to command the 36 Que, and now he has added the positions of the dead one by one, officially kicking off the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

However, if you are familiar with the history of the Three Kingdoms, you should have discovered some small differences.

In the original history, in addition to the above five prefectures, there were also three prefectures in Xu, Yang and Jing. But now, there was only a small movement in the three prefectures and soon disappeared. Wars in the north were in full swing, but it was silent south of the Yangtze River.

The second difference is that according to the development of the original history, the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out in February.

But now, it has been nearly twenty days in advance. Even Ma Yuanyi, who was in the tragic death penalty in history, almost led his troops into Nangong. If the Luoyang Rebellion was successful, the entire history of the Three Kingdoms would be completely changed.

The deer, the fire is soaring into the sky.

Zhang Jiaozhi was full of pride, listening to the roars of mountains and tsunamis, and smiling proudly.

Behind Zhang Jiao, a young man dressed in a scholar clenched his fist and his teeth were clenched.

"Dad, mom... wait, the child will avenge you. When the murderer is found, the child will definitely kill Zhang Jiao with his own hands and then commit suicide in front of your grave."

He raised his head and looked at the deep night.

The clouds changed, and an ugly face appeared in the eyes of the young man, "Ugly ghost, I, Man Boning, swears to be incompatible with you!"

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In the early morning, the four gates of Luoyang were closed.

From time to time, teams of Yulin Army rushed into the courtyards of high-gate households, followed by chaos and noisy.

Groups of prisoners were imprisoned, and Luoyang's cells were filled with silences.

Luoyang people did not know the noise last night. But they didn't know what the result was? Has the sky in Luoyang changed? Looking at the dead bodies all over the street, the timid people hugged in the quilt and did not dare to show their heads. The bolder ones pushed open a crack in the window, but saw those murderous Yulin soldiers who immediately closed the window again.

Oh my god, how many people will die?

All civil and military officials gathered outside the Nangong Gate, standing in the thick blood, trembling one by one.

The bodies piled up on both sides of the road, which looked terrible. But what was even more disgusting is that if you guessed it accidentally, you might guess a broken hand, broken arm, and broken legs. This was lucky. Two intestines fell from the treetops outside the Nangong, and they happened to hang on the head of a civil servant. The civil servant fainted when he saw the bloody intestines.

Until noon, Emperor Han Xuan of all officials came to the hall.

The officials followed carefully into the Golden Palace, enduring the smell of blood floating in from outside the hall.

But they did not dare to show anything on their faces, because the Han Emperor, who rarely attended court, was sitting in the hall.

Emperor Han's face was very pale, so white that there was no blood.

But from the expression on his face, he was very angry at this moment.
To be continued...