Ma Tie stepped forward and said politely: "Father, I heard that Cao's army crossed the Wei River to make a sneak attack, robbed food and grass, and cut off the retreat. I came to rescue you."
Ma Teng's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he exclaimed: "That's not good..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a grain truck suddenly burst into flames on the road. The night wind was picking up at this time, and in an instant it spread and thick smoke billowed.
"Hurry up and go back to Chang'an!" Ma Teng shouted, directing the troops to go west.
The people and horses in the camp were noisy, and corpses were everywhere. The Xiliang soldiers killed each other. Fires were burned along the road. Fireworks came with the east wind, and people and horses collided with each other.
Ma Teng and his son rushed out in a rage. They were all dizzy and coughing. I don't know how many people died in the sea of fire. They gathered the remaining soldiers and rushed to Chang'an.
Arriving at the foot of Mount Li, the cavalry in front fell to the ground again, with numerous casualties. Cao Jun once again set up an ambush.
Ma Tie was about to cry but had no tears. His face turned red with anger and he shouted: "I was fine when I came here..."
The ambush soldiers came out from both sides. The first general held a big ax and stood in the way under the moonlight. He shouted: "Xu Huang is here, why don't you quickly dismount and surrender?"
"Kill!" Ma Teng's eyes were determined and he waved his troops forward.
At this time, they can only have a glimmer of hope by moving forward. If Chang'an is not protected, they will be in a dilemma and will surely die.
Ma Tie and Ma Xiu protected the two wings and fought with the ambush. Ma Teng rode straight towards Xu Huang.
The two horses crossed each other, and Ma Teng's spear was knocked away by Xu Huang's big ax. The two started fighting on the road. The Xiliang cavalry followed closely and rushed towards Cao's soldiers who were firing arrows.
The two armies were engaged in a chaotic battle. Ma Teng decided to die and risked his life to entangle Xu Huang, hoping that his two sons could break out of the encirclement.
Xu Huang saw that Ma Teng was fighting desperately, and the Xiliang army had formed a formation. Instead of fighting them to the death, he separated the men and horses and retreated all the way into the mountains and towards the river bank.
The Xiliang army fought a bloody road, and Ma Tie led the troops to the rear, heading straight for Chang'an. After a night of melee, the east was already bright.
Looking at Chang'an City in the distance, I saw many people and horses stationed outside the city, with green smoke curling up, and they were preparing to bury pots to make rice. Ma Teng couldn't help but lead the cavalry forward.
The Xiliang army was in a desperate situation at this time. They were all fierce tigers descending from the mountain. They were unstoppable. Cao Jun did not expect that the enemy troops would come so fast and be killed in the blink of an eye.
Ma Teng rushed to the city, shouted to open the door, and watched the suspension bridge slowly lowering, and his hanging heart also relaxed.
Ma Xiu was covered in blood, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, Chang'an was not lost."
Ma Teng ordered: "Cao's army will definitely come again. Send someone quickly to ask Han Sui for help."
Ma Xiu sent someone to report the news to Chencang. At this time, the suspension bridge had been lowered, the city gate was opened, and Ma Teng led his troops into the city immediately to prepare to defend the city.
Chang'an City was divided into three levels, with the imperial palace in the west and the military barracks and arsenal in the east. The outer city was inhabited by the common people. The Xiliang army filed in and crowded into the outer city.
There were several battles last night, and the men and horses were exhausted. They were all holding on with their last breath. When they entered the city, their morale was instantly low and their spirits were low.
The soldiers who finally entered the city didn't notice at all that the defenders who closed the city gate had retreated in advance.
Ma Teng led his troops into the city, but saw that the inner city gate was closed. He couldn't help but became furious and shouted: "Which bastard is guarding the city and doesn't open the door?"
This feeling is like a farmer who has been busy all day outside and comes home to find that the lights are dark, the stove is cold, and his wife is sleeping. Anyone would be furious.
"Hahaha, old thief Ma Teng, you are about to die!" As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter was heard from the top of the city.
Everyone turned to look and saw a young scribe standing on top of the city with his hands behind his back. His moon-white robes fluttered in the morning breeze, and the morning glow reflected his figure, making him even more noble and proud.
Chirping chirping——
The ambush troops on the surrounding city walls were all out. Cao Jun's bows and arrows were bent, making a scalp-numbing sound, and tens of thousands of arrowheads gleamed with cold light.
Ma Teng was shaken all over and said in a trembling voice: "You...who are you?"
"I am Hanoi Sima Yi!" The man smiled coldly and shouted: "You Xiliang warriors rely on force to show off your strength. From Dong Zhuo to the present, you have been violent and rebellious. You will die unjustly. Let's fire the arrow!"
"Wait a minute -" Ma Teng was shocked and hurriedly raised his hands and shouted.
But Sima Yi didn't hesitate, waved his hand, and the war drum shattered the calm of the morning. Thousands of arrows fired in unison, pouring down like a violent storm.
On the streets of the outer city, screams soared into the sky. People and horses fell to the ground one after another, struggling and twisting. In the blink of an eye, corpses were everywhere on the ground and blood flowed into rivers.
Sima Yi put his hands behind his back and looked at this scene with an indifferent expression. He was indifferent to the struggling figures. There was a trace of excitement that was difficult to conceal in the depths of his eyes.
The arrow rain lasted for a full quarter of an hour, and all the bows and arrows prepared by the soldiers were shot. There was no one alive on the street, and the screams disappeared.
As a few sparse arrows fell, Sima Yi raised his hand to signal to stop. There was silence up and down the east gate, except for the sound of the flag blowing in the morning wind.
The soldiers and horses of the Xiliang army were all filled with arrows. Looking around, the whole street was filled with dense arrow feathers, like reeds growing by the river.
But what was flowing in the reeds was scarlet blood, rushing out of the city along the ditches on both sides. Chang'an's moat had been dyed into a river of blood, which was shocking.
A group of troops from the east arrived later, it was Xu Huang. Sima Yi looked back and ordered the stunned soldiers: "Clean up this place within two days."
Xu Huang entered from the south gate and was shocked to hear that more than 30,000 Xiliang troops, together with Ma Teng and his son, were killed by random arrows at the east gate.
"Is it too much for the military advisor to go on such a killing spree?"
Sima Yi said coldly: "If it weren't for the Xiliang army's rebellion, how could the emperor wander around, burn down Luoyang, and cause chaos in the world?"
Xu Huang said: "That is Dong Zhuo's cruelty and indulging his subordinates. It has nothing to do with Ma Teng."
Sima Yi's eyes gleamed slightly: "After the task of eradicating evil has been completed, the general has not seen the chaos caused by Li Jue and Guo Si? There are still many evildoers in the Xiliang army. Now Ma Teng has rebelled, causing chaos in Guanzhong. If no punishment is given, killing chickens to scare monkeys will lead to disaster. Infinite!"
Xu Huang was startled, inexplicably shocked. Although what Sima Yi said was reasonable, he killed tens of thousands of people in the blink of an eye and seemed so indifferent. How could he look like a Confucian scholar who had never led an army?
Sima Yi looked at the rising sun, cupped his hands to the east, and said with emotion: "I killed you this time to avenge the dead loyal people of the Han Dynasty and thousands of innocent people!"
Xu Huang was silent and shook his head hard. The person was dead anyway, and the prime minister would have to decide whether this matter was right or wrong.
The ability to capture Chang'an was all due to Sima Yi. This man was so young and so decisive in killing. The prime minister really knows people well. If he is allowed to deal with Liu Qi, then he will be relieved.
Sima Yi said: "Now that Chang'an has been recovered, the defenders of Tongguan will be defeated without a fight. We can order generals Han Hao and Liu Zhu to take Tongguan and bring General Cao to the city to celebrate their victory."
Xu Huang nodded, but said worriedly: "If Ma Teng and his son are executed, Han Sui and Ma Chao will definitely raise troops to take revenge, so be prepared early."
Sima Yi smiled lightly and said: "I am about to ask the Xiliang army to come out in full force and catch them all in one fell swoop to avoid future troubles forever."
