"That's not it, the power of the Zhenwu Demon Emperor is unpredictable, I heard that the group of Mongolian Tartars in the border pass was defeated and retreated, and Guo Jing, the commander of the 100,000 army, captured tens of thousands of war horses, but the Great Song Dynasty has never obtained a huge harvest. ”

"The capital is already training cavalry intensively, and I heard that I am aiming to invade Mongolia in the future and rule the land of Mongolia. ”

There is always a lot of talk to talk about in a group of diners, especially at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and the discussion about politics is always of interest to everyone.

"Hey! If you want me to say, the border pass will be able to advance smoothly in a short time, reach the former Henan, and recover the lost territory of the Great Song Dynasty, and cut off the heads of tens of thousands of Mongolian Tartars in just one month, I heard that the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty were unharmed, who would do such a mighty thing?"

One of the most radical of the young diners was so excited that his face turned red, and he seemed to be eager to rush into Xiangyang City and face the Mongol Tartars with the warriors of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Alas, you want to join the army, I heard that every soldier at the border pass can divide ten acres of land for every person killed, and there is no need to pay taxes, my uncle's son is to kill three enemies at the border pass, their family was originally bitter, they can't even afford to plant the land and are about to become homeless, now the days are not to mention more moisturizing, even the silk is worn. ”

"I really want to go to the border pass to kill the enemy, I heard that in the past month, there have been no people who have died in battle, and there is the protection of heavenly people, even if they die in battle, their lives are free, and Yama will definitely not dare to be too harsh......"

"It is really a warrior who dares to go to the border to kill the enemy, and your uncle's son is really a warrior. ”

The hall was full of enthusiasm, and the young man's face was faintly moved, as if he couldn't bear to go to the border to kill the enemy and serve the country.

Reading and literacy is a road, but the difficulty of the imperial examination is too high, there are only a few people in high school every year, and most of the rest have become green leaves.

Instead of that, it's better to try your luck at the border.

There are many hurdles in the imperial examination, and if the joints of the invigilator and the examiner are not connected, it will be difficult to write a splendid essay in high school.

And now the border pass is obviously going to open another upward road, and people of insight can see that the border pass is definitely a road to prosperity.

It's just that you need to pin your head to the waistband of your pants and fight to the death to gain fame, which is another problem.

"I want to go to the border to kill the enemy, and even if I die in battle, my family will be given land, and I can be exempted from taxes for ten years, which is enough. ”

"Go together, maybe you can make a name for yourself in the future. ”

In the face of such radical words, the shopkeeper who once served in the border gate just touched his round belly, a little sad and a little excited.

Following the group of enthusiastic discussions, the red-faced young man said: "It is not so easy to make meritorious service at the border pass. ”

"Hey, it's not the same time, shopkeeper!"

"Now the border is protected by heaven and man. ”

"The addition of the official is right in front of you! The shopkeeper, don't be envious!"

......

The young man was in high spirits, and the shopkeeper didn't persuade much, just sighed faintly.

Thinking of the robe that fought with him at the border gate, he was also a warrior who could carry more than eighty pounds of armor back then, and there were even more brave existences that enlisted with him, but he returned from a hundred battles, and now only he runs the restaurant, and the former robe Ze is no longer there.

Looking at the group of impassioned teenagers, the shopkeeper who had already entered middle age didn't say much, but sighed in his heart: "I only hope that under the protection of heaven and man, you can all come back!"

......

In Xiangyang, the abnormal situation for a month has made the Mongolian general extremely vigilant.

They had retreated for ten miles in a row, but the Mongol army was still terrified.

Every once in a while, thousands of Mongol warriors die silently, leaving behind only a headless corpse.

The message from the Soul Emissary spread through the army, and everyone felt terrified and uneasy.

The steppe men who were born on horseback and died on horseback were never afraid of death, so they let them attack the city and pull out the village, and they would not stop breaking their hands and feet.

But they are most afraid of this silent death, which is silent like a ghost, like a ghost.

"Is it because we have killed too much and caused the displeasure of the Hell Yama?"

A thin steppe man with a sad face, even a little fear, and a silent death was more terrible than the sacrifice that exploded on the battlefield.

"Hey, I don't believe in Hell Yama, I only believe in the sword in my hand. ”

Another man with a strong body and a broad chest patted the knife on his waist with disdain, but there was still a trace of fear between his eyebrows.

"How long can we live when a man as brave as Captain Lemudeng dies silently after nightfall, leaving only a headless corpse?"

The emaciated man looked at Xiangyang City, his face full of fear.

"Did the Immortal Heaven abandon us? The incarnation of the Great Song Dynasty was really the reincarnation of Yama, and when he went there, the Mongol warriors would die there. ”

The other rough man was furious, grabbed the other man by the collar and said, "Da Da Mu, are you frightened by the weak lamb of the Great Song Dynasty? How could a cowardly person like you be born in the grassland?"

The emaciated steppe man danced like a madman, and said with some collapse: "You don't understand, you don't understand, you didn't collect the corpses for those brothers, you won't understand, there is no trace of resistance in the whole camp, everyone is dead, no matter how brave the steppe warriors are, they are lying there, losing their heads." ”

"I will never forget that scene for the rest of my life, they don't have any extra scars on their bodies, except for the knife on their necks, they can't find the slightest injury on their bodies, their souls seem to have been taken away, and there is no way to fly into the Immortal Heaven again, they will sink into the hell of the Han people forever. ”

Hearing such words, the rugged Mongolian man frowned and opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

These days, the entire Mongolian army has been circulating such rumors, and there are often sturdy Mongolian men to ask those Han people who were not favored by them in the past, to ask those Han myths and legends.

Especially about hell, they know about black and white impermanence, and they know about the eighteen layers of hell.

Knowing that killing causes sin.

Together with the tens of thousands of people who died silently, it was a great blow to the entire Mongolian army.

It wasn't a physical blow, it was a psychological blow.

Even though the Mongolian generals have stopped it many times, and even cut off many heads, there is still no way to stop the spread of this rumor, but it only makes the way this rumor spread more and more secretive.