Chapter 139

"I hope he can succeed!"

Muttering to himself, Lin Yang also looked forward to this small character!

Half a day later, outside Guanglingcheng.

"Bad, Lin Yang's great army is attacking!"

Everyone on the walls of Guanglingcheng, watching thousands of people rushing from the camp, were all facing a great enemy!

Having experienced the previous disastrous defeat, at this moment, the soldiers all had no fighting spirit!

"Keep your spirits up, anyone who dares to retreat will be beheaded!"

Zhao Ye, wearing armor, led his personal guards to supervise the battle on the city wall!

His only son had died at Lin Yang's hands!

No matter what, he had to fight Lin Yang to the death!

However, as these three thousand-plus soldiers approached, the soldiers on the city wall had their expressions change instantly!

"Open the gate, Second Dog, I'm your uncle!"

"Little Yangzi, are you still alive, I'm your cousin, open the gate!"

"Zhang Er, are you still alive? Your father has returned, come out and surrender!"

"You little bastards, you left me behind and ran, hurry up and get out here!"

"........"

A chorus of shouts rang out under the city wall, and in an instant, a commotion appeared on the city wall!

"That's my brother, he's not dead, he's still alive!"

"Father, Father, you're actually still alive, I'm going to find you!"

"Uncle, wait, I'll open the city gate for you!"

"......"

For a time, many people on the city wall saw their relatives below!

Many soldiers were even preparing to go down and open the city gate to let them in!

"Do not open the city gate!"

Just then, Zhao Ye roared and drew the sword in his hand!

Although he couldn't bear it in his heart!

But at this time, opening the city gate meant certain death!

Who knew if these thousands of soldiers had already surrendered to the other side!

"General, that's my father!"

"General, I have been an orphan since I was young, and it was my uncle who raised me!"

"That's my own brother, General!"

"...... 007."

With the shouts, Zhao Ye looked at the appearance of these people, and the sword in his hand trembled!

Yes!

Those outside the city were all his subordinates' relatives!

It was impossible to just let them watch!

But once the city gate opened, everything would be over!

"Father, it's me, Zicheng!"

Just as Zhao Ye was hesitating, a familiar loud shout rang out from below, and in an instant, Zhao Ye was bewildered!

He quickly looked down and saw a familiar figure standing in front of the team!

"Father, I have already recommended you to the Lord; as long as you open the city gate and lead your troops to surrender, the first merit of breaking the city will be yours!"

Zhao Zicheng's words were spoken from below!

The reason he dared to show his face was that he saw his father on the city wall!

Knowing his father was responsible for guarding the city gate, Zhao Zicheng was full of confidence!

The idea of sneaking into the city first to find his father and persuade him!

Now, it had directly turned into shouting at the city gate!

"You stinking brat, what nonsense are you spouting!"

Hearing his son ask him to leave the city and surrender, Zhao Ye immediately cursed!

However, although he was cursing, Zhao Ye was quite happy in his heart!

His son wasn't dead, so why should he fight for his life!

"Father, stop struggling; the soldiers under your command have their families and friends all here, ask them if they dare to act!"

The reason Zhao Zicheng wanted three thousand surrendered soldiers was for this!

These three thousand surrendered soldiers were specially selected by him!

In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, warlords fought each other!

And at this time, the conscription system adopted was called the hereditary soldier system!

The so-called hereditary soldier system!

Was to prevent soldiers from fleeing, by concentrating their families under management, forming military households!

Often, the young and strong members of a clan or family were all wiped out!

This was why some people in the late Eastern Han Dynasty had their own private troops!

Those so-called private troops were fellow villagers, brothers of the same clan, uncles!

A typical example in the Three Kingdoms was Xu Chu, the 'Tiger Fool' under Cao Cao!

In the Battle of Red Cliffs, three thousand soldiers died, and he cried so much he never returned to his clan again!

Because those three thousand soldiers were not just acquaintances, but acquaintances of Xu Chu's clan!

At this moment, the three thousand surrendered soldiers under Zhao Zicheng also had a large number of brothers and uncles in the city!

For a time, looking at the situation below, Zhao Ye was dumbfounded!

This!

This kid actually played this hand on him!

"Master, open it, the Zhao family has only one heir for three generations!"

A personal guard captain to the side whispered a persuasion!

It's not just your son down there, there's also my son Zhang Gou!

Listening to the persuasion of his subordinates, for a time, Zhao Ye gritted his teeth!

The soldiers in the city were already low in morale and had no heart to fight!

Now with this wave, they couldn't fight anymore!

"Open the city!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Ye shouted, and the gates of Guanglingcheng opened wide!

Lin Yang, in the distance, watched this scene and couldn't help but sigh at the role of small characters!

No wonder many historical heroes would be buried by the hands of small characters!