Gao Changgong's team arrived at the south gate of Taiyuan as scheduled. The sun shone on the vast plain, and the sky was blue and cloudless, giving people a rare tranquility. The rain of the previous few days had been swept away, and the air was filled with the fragrance of soil and grass. Gao Changgong rode on a warhorse, his eyes calmly scanning the surroundings. The generals around him were also fully armed and on high alert.
They stopped in an open area, and could see the tall city walls of Taiyuan from a distance. The city gates were closed, and there seemed to be no signs of fighting. According to the previous arrangement, several other teams should arrive one after another. Gao Changgong was slightly relieved in his heart. He didn't want the war to start too hastily. Maybe this is an opportunity for negotiation-he still has a glimmer of luck, although reason tells him that this is almost impossible.
Not long after, the dust in the distance was flying, and several small teams gradually approached. The leader was a cavalry led by Feng Duo, about a few hundred people, all of whom were heroic. Feng Duo turned over and dismounted, walked quickly towards Gao Changgong, saluted and said: "General, we have arrived as scheduled, and everything went well on the way." His words were full of confidence, as if everything was planned.
Then, several other troops arrived one after another. Although these troops were small in number, the morale of each team was very high. The leaders of the team greeted Gao Changgong and reported their respective situations. The atmosphere seemed calm, even with a little joy of reunion. Gao Changgong exchanged brief glances with several generals, thinking to himself: Everything seems to be under control.
But soon, Gao Changgong noticed something strange. He turned his eyes to Taiyuan City and found that the city walls were full of defenders, but these defenders did not show any signs of preparing for battle. The city gates were closed, and the defenders just stood on the wall, watching the movements outside the city coldly. Gao Changgong frowned slightly, wondering: Why did the emperor's troops retreat to the city? They did not intend to take the initiative to fight, is there any conspiracy?
At this moment, a loud horn suddenly sounded, breaking the calm atmosphere. Gao Changgong suddenly came to his senses and found that the horn sound did not come from the city, but from their camp. A moment later, something unexpected happened-a troop that had just arrived suddenly attacked in the direction of Gao Changgong! This change was like a bolt from the blue. The team had just communicated with Gao Changgong's personal soldiers, but suddenly turned their guns around at the sound of the horn, and pointed their swords and spears at Gao Changgong himself. The sharp spears surged like a tide, and the swords and shadows flashed in the sun, and the murderous aura was instantly filled. Gao Changgong's personal soldiers were caught off guard and hastily drew their swords to fight, but the situation was already in extreme chaos. "Traitor!" Feng Duo shouted, drew out the long sword from his waist, and fought hard. In the swords and shadows, the soldiers around him fell down one after another. Gao Changgong's eyes burst into a cold light, drew his sword to fight, and instantly realized that all this had been premeditated. That team was obviously an ambush set by the emperor, disguised as reinforcements, intending to assassinate him.
What's worse, at this moment, the gates of Taiyuan opened with a bang, and a large army rushed out. This army was well-equipped and obviously ready, like countless sharp blades of death, rushing straight to Gao Changgong's camp. The whole battle fell into chaos and despair in an instant.
"Hurry up and protect the general!" Feng Duo roared, leading the cavalry around him to rush towards the rebels, trying to make a bloody way for Gao Changgong. But the enemy had many troops and the formation was already tight, so it was not easy to break through. The guards around Gao Changgong kept falling, blood dyed the battlefield red, and the sound of swords colliding filled the whole ear.
Bai Lian was also in the melee, evading the enemy's attacks with agility. Her eyes were like torches, and the dagger in her hand danced quickly, and each knife hit the enemy's vital points accurately. She tried to get closer to Gao Changgong, but was blocked by more and more enemy troops. Bai Lian's face was filled with anxiety, realizing that they were falling into a carefully planned trap.
Gao Changgong was furious, but he also knew that he had to remain calm. He waved his sword to meet the enemy while quickly analyzing the situation. The enemy's goal was very clear, which was to kill him in the chaos of the battle. However, the assassination failed to succeed instantly, which was obviously beyond the enemy's expectations. Although Gao Changgong's personal soldiers were few in number, they were all elite. In such a dangerous situation, they still fought to the death to protect their master and resisted stubbornly.
But as time went on, the situation became increasingly unfavorable. The enemy troops came from all directions, and Gao Changgong's personal soldiers gradually became unable to cope. The battlefield was filled with shouts of killing, blood flowed like a river, and the cold light of the weapons flashed coldly in the sun. Although Gao Changgong had experienced hundreds of battles, the enemy was powerful and murderous, and he felt that his physical strength was gradually running out. There were fewer and fewer guards around him, and the enemy troops were gradually approaching.
"General, be careful!" At this moment, a soldier suddenly shouted and rushed to Gao Changgong, blocking a long knife that was chopped in the face. The soldier was stabbed in the chest, blood spurted out, and fell to the ground and could not stand up again. Gao Changgong's heart sank, and his fighting spirit became more and more high, but he knew that the situation in front of him was extremely dangerous.
The enemy was getting closer and closer, and Gao Changgong was in a dangerous situation of isolation and helplessness. There was a loud noise from the rear, and it was obvious that the army in Taiyuan City attacked again, intending to completely surround his troops. Seeing the murderous intentions everywhere and the dawn of victory gradually dimming, Gao Changgong took a deep breath, and the sword in his hand was already stained with the blood of the enemy. The situation around him continued to deteriorate, and he realized that he might be besieged and killed at any time.
The ever-changing situation of the battle made every second full of uncertainty, and at this moment, the soldiers behind Gao Changgong suddenly shouted angrily: "General, we will protect you to break through!" With an extremely firm belief in their eyes, they vowed to protect Gao Changgong to the death. Although the chances of winning are slim, they are willing to risk their lives to give him a chance of survival.