() Hanoi, Yewang County.

Since Zhang Yang was named Grand Sima and Grand Administrator of Hanoi, this place has become Zhang Yang's military garrison, and the number of soldiers and horses has increased to as many as 40,000!

The number of people sounds like a lot, but many people know that in terms of combat effectiveness, these 40,000 people are probably not as good as the Yellow Turban Army that is still alive today!

At this moment, outside Yewang County, countless neatly formed cavalry formed several square formations, looking at Yewang County silently.

Among the 20,000 cavalry, there was only one banner, "Wei"! Everyone was puzzled. There seemed to be no general named Wei in the world who could command 20,000 people?

On one side of the banner, Wei Bian was dressed in armor, but his whole body exuded the aura of a Confucian scholar.

When he was outside Luoyang City, Wei Bian was worried about being intercepted by Dong Zhuo's troops or running into other princes. Even if he wanted to surrender to Yunye, he did not dare to surrender immediately, so he quickly left Luoyang with his troops. Until now, Wei Bian understood

With the situation in the world, I feel more and more that it is right to seek refuge with Wu Zhaohou!

Therefore, he resolutely led his soldiers and horses to kill them openly!

Not far away, on the Yewang City Tower, Zhang Yang held his hands on the wall and looked at the neat camp in the distance. A flash of worry flashed in his eyes, and he wondered: "Where did those people come from! Why have I never heard of it?

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"I'm afraid, this banner with the word Wei represents Ding Yuan's subordinate Wei Bian! Look at the soldiers and horses wearing them, but they are exactly the military uniforms of Ding Yuan's troops in the past!" Yang Chou, Zhang Yang's subordinate, patted his iron body.

Fish Scale Armor sighed.

Although Yang Chou is wearing a piece of armor, he is actually a real scholar with a lot of ink and a long-term vision!

Reminiscing about the sudden disappearance of Ding Yuan's troops outside Luoyang City in the past, and the fact that this group of troops had never appeared before, I actually guessed the origin of Wei Bian!

"That guy Wei Bian is called a famous scholar in Bingzhou! Now there are 20,000 warriors under Ding Yuan's command. This battle is very dangerous!"

As soon as Zhang Yang heard Yang Chou's words, his face suddenly fell, full of worry.

Ding Yuan's troops and horses are different from Zhang Yang's troops and horses. Ding Yuan's troops and horses are not even afraid of the Xiliang army. Most of them came back alive from the battlefield! How can they be like Zhang Yang's troops?

Some of them are new soldiers after the war against Dong!

The two can guess the winner without fighting!

"My lord, don't worry. The Wild King's city is high and thick. As long as we hold on to the city, we will be safe even if we have twice as many troops and horses!" Yang Chou was half behind Zhang Yang. His eyes kept wandering around, wondering what he was thinking.

Something!

Zhang Yang didn't notice anything strange about Yang Chou. Hearing Yang Chou's words, he was obviously relieved and laughed: "What Zichou said is true! As long as we hold on to the city, there is no need to worry about Wei Bian!"

As he said that, he pressed the hilt of the sword in his hand and regained his usual high spirits. He led Sui Gu and other generals and walked down the city with a proud face. At the end, he did not forget to give the order: "Zichou will do some work today.

Guard the tower!"

"General, take your orders!" Yang Gang said, regardless of the fact that he could only see Zhang Yang's back, he bowed his head deeply and said respectfully.

There was a hint of murderous intent in those eagle-like eyes. After Zhang Yang walked away, Yang Chou quickly called his guards and ordered: "Tonight, you go out of the city!"

"But, general, there are rebels outside the city!" Although the bodyguard was Yang Chou's personal bodyguard, he was not someone who could even risk his own life. Hearing Yang Chou's words, he immediately hesitated.

Yang Chou said, his face changed, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes. The frightened guard was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground, but when he heard Yang Chou said: "I want you to go out and meet

See those rebels!"

When the guard heard this, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Isn't this the messenger?

The two countries have been at war since ancient times. Instead of killing the envoys, it is much safer to be an envoy than to go out of the city to do other things!

"Go and ask Wei Bian if he has surrendered to Marquis Wu Zhao!" Yang Chou put his hands on the guard's shoulders, stared at the guard with cold eyes, leaned into the guard's ear, and said coldly:

"If others find out about your leaving the city, you know the consequences!"

"I understand, I understand!" The guard was frightened by Yang Chou and nodded repeatedly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Yang Chou nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand: "You go and wait until nightfall before leaving the city!" Then he directly pressed the hilt of the sword on his waist and patrolled the city.

The guard looked at Yang Chou with lingering fear. I don't know why, but every time he saw the handsome Yang Chou, he was more frightened than when he saw the rough-looking Zhang Yang!

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Xu Shi.

It was winter at this time, and it was the north, so the sky had already darkened.

In the study of a large house in Yewang City, the dim light makes people feel palpitating.

Yang Chou sat next to the oil lamp, with a look of thought on his face. He stretched out his hand, took a small piece of firewood and lit it on the oil lamp. He murmured to himself: "The situation of Marquis Wu Zhao is now complete! Bingzhou

There is only one thorn left in the city, Zhang Yang! It would be a great achievement to dedicate a place in Hanoi when Wu Zhaohou was pacifying Youzhou!"

Thinking about this, Yang Chou couldn't help but tighten the hand holding the firewood. A flash of determination flashed in his eyes. He threw the small firewood in his hand to the ground, stood up and shouted: "Come here, go and inform Da Sima, just say

I will hold a banquet in the mansion tomorrow to stabilize the morale of the army and ask him to show his respect!"

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On the second day, the atmosphere in the entire Yewang City was deathly silent.

But in Yang Chou's house, there was chatter and laughter everywhere, as if it was a different world from other places.

Zhang Yang was sitting on the main seat in casual clothes. He picked up his wine glass and smiled at Yang Chou who was sitting next to him: "Zi Chou is a hero! He is facing a powerful enemy, but he is not at all confused. He is truly a famous general in the world!"

, nodded to Yang Chou: "Cheers to Zichou for his magnanimity!"

"My lord, you are so ridiculous! I just feel that panicking is of no use to the battle situation! Instead of panicking, it's better to relax!" Seeing this, Yang Chou quickly picked up the wine glass with a flattering look, and picked up the wine glass with a flattered look.

, drink it all in one gulp.

"Zichou is absolutely right! As long as I guard the city gate, why should I be afraid of Wei Bian?"

Zhang Yang was very happy by Yang Chou's words. When he got drunk, he and Yang Chou went back and forth and became very drunk.

Behind the walls on both sides of the hall, there were dozens of well-armored soldiers with swords in their ambush. They were posted against the wall. People on both sides dressed like leaders would poke their heads out from time to time to take a look at Yang Chou, but they didn't notice.

He gestured and quickly retracted, fearing that Zhang Yang would find him.

However, Zhang Yang obviously did not think that Yang Chou would harm him, and even his personal guards stayed outside the house and entered Yang Chou's house alone to attend the meeting.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was already drunk, Yang Chou showed a cold look on his lips and made a downward gesture with his right hand, which happened to be seen by a leader who poked his head out from time to time.

With understanding, he suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist with a clang, jumped out, and roared: "My sons! Follow me to kill the traitor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, swordsmen and axemen from both sides rushed out. Dozens of them filled the entire hall, and the swords were shining coldly.

That awe-inspiring cold light made Zhang Yang, who was drunk, suddenly sober up. He quickly touched his hand to his waist, and then suddenly remembered that he had not brought his sword. His face was full of panic, and he was seriously ill.

The random doctor shouted: "Where is Yang Chou? Protect me quickly!"

Yang couldn't help laughing when he said this. He ferociously pulled out the dagger from his waist, stepped forward and stabbed Zhang Yang in the chest.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yang dodged left and right in fright and anger, his face sometimes turning black and sometimes red. He glared at Yang Chou and roared: "You are a traitor, how dare you commit trouble! This Sima simply misjudged you!"

Yang Gang said that he was not ashamed, but proud, and said with a ferocious smile: "Old Zhang Yang, you are too pedantic! Occupying the land in Hanoi, you actually tried to go against Wu Zhaohou! You don't even think about it, you

What the hell! Do you really think that if you take refuge in Dong Zhuo, you will be stable for the rest of your life? That Dong Zhuo has already become a rat that everyone calls out!"
Chapter completed!