Chapter 243

As far as the current situation is concerned, Ling Ziyue still strives to destroy the explosive crossbow held by the other party, and strives to get rid of this unfair battle.

The strength of the Liao army was already stronger than that of the Great Song Dynasty, if the crossbow could not be destroyed, Ling Ziyue really had to sigh "The sky is going to die in the Great Song Dynasty"!

"There's no problem with dismantling weapons, but the problem is ......" Lou Xiaowu moved her fart embarrassedly. stocks, "I'm not very good at martial arts, and more importantly, ......"

Ling Ziyue listened solemnly.

"I don't have enough to eat." Lou Xiaowu was like a gnat, and his face was red to the root of his ears.

Mo Sigui glared, this sound as if he was sadistic!

Ling Ziyue Wan'er, as long as Lou Xiaowu has real skills, other things are not a problem, "I immediately asked the cook to prepare the roast whole sheep, last month I also intercepted two Liao nomads, and got a lot of lambs, which are very tender." ”

Lou Xiaowu sucked her saliva, and nodded greedily in a reserved attitude.

Ling Ziyue arranged a place for the two of them to live, and then went to his big tent. He had to care about the mysterious master, except for this person, no one could go deep into the Liao army unknowingly, and he had to rely on his strength.

Chu Dingjiang's feeling to Ling Ziyue was just two words - mysterious. He was dressed in a black robe, and his voice seemed to be not very old, at most he was in the prime of life, but when he talked to him, he felt like a respected old-timer.

Back in the tent, Ling Ziyue saw An Jiu still standing on the inside of the door with a bow in his hand, and asked in a low voice, "How is that shadow injured?" ”

Chu Dingjiang said that there was nothing wrong, but he hadn't come out yet, and in the way he thought about the problem for a long time, he wouldn't take into account that Chu Dingjiang was telling lies to comfort her, but would only think, "He needs time to recover." ”

"That's good." Ling Ziyue didn't say anything about asking for help for the time being, turned around and ordered his subordinates to prepare a big meal.

This time, the Liao State urgently retreated, all relying on Chu Dingjiang and An Jiu's arrow to deter. Although Ling Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief, he had no joy at all.

He shifted his tent for a moment, pondering the words of the mysterious shadow.

Perhaps, it was because he cared too much about it that caused the Holy Lord to be wary of him today, but even if time did it again, he could not guarantee that the Holy Lord would not be on guard. One thing that the shadow said was right, since he had the heart of serving the country and the people, he shouldn't care too much about his personal reputation, and sometimes he didn't need to care too much about the thoughts of the court and the thoughts of the saints. Under the oppression of the imperial court, he was so compromised, and he was angry, and he didn't see the court pay much attention to him and trust him a little more! As long as you can defend the border, you must be arrogant when you change your tactics, and you must not be foolish and loyal when you should use tricks. How many years can he Ling Ziyue guard the Great Song Dynasty?

That's it, there are people behind him who have commented on it! But ask your heart to be worthy of heaven and earth!

Ling Ziyue tossed and turned into the middle of the night, got up and put on his clothes and wrote a letter, which roughly means: There is not enough grain and grass at the border gate. Every meal has to be eaten with rice grains, the soldiers are hungry and can't hold on, if they don't give grain and grass, just let everyone go back to the field together! Whoever loves to come to the border will come. I'm gone!

After writing, the sullen breath that he had held for a long time suddenly dissipated, and after reading it many times, he gritted his teeth. Summoned a messenger and ordered him to rush 800 miles to Bianjing.

In fact, Ling Ziyue is not exaggerating, and now he has to worry about eating. I'm afraid it won't be enough until the grain and grass of the imperial court are delivered. The court is slow, but he can't wait until he really counts the grains of rice to eat every meal and then thinks about urging it!

After sending him away, Ling Ziyue thought of the tragically dead cronies and generals, and thought of the wars of all kinds in the border over the years, so he couldn't sleep anymore, and went out of his clothes to breathe.

He stood outside the tent for a while, and when he was about to go back, he saw a figure standing at the door of the tent with a statue holding a bow, and after a pause, he walked over.

"Girl, take a rest, I'll have someone do it for you." Ling Ziyue thought to himself, isn't there anyone else in the secret guard, why is she the only one guarding it?

Yasuku pursed his lips tightly and shook his head. She planned to stay for another hour, and if Chu Dingjiang hadn't moved, she would go and ask Mo Sigui to come over and have a look.

"Just come to me if there's anything you want." I don't know how many generals around Ling Ziyue died in battle, even if they were hard-hearted men, they would inevitably be touched. Being able to do his part for his fellow brothers was also a luxury for him.

"The girl shook the sky with an arrow and tried her best to save the day, and Ling admired it to the fullest." Ling Ziyue now remembered that arrow, and still remembered that he was shocked at that time, and he felt that his internal organs were about to be shattered, "Ling Mou thanked the girl and all the shadows again. ”

Whether it was a crossbow or an arrow, it was far beyond Ling Ziyue's imagination, and he asked himself to be a well-informed person, but the warriors of the two countries repeatedly refreshed his opinion. As if a divine soldier descended from the sky, Ling Ziyue clearly felt his insignificance and weakness.

This is also one of the reasons why he has the courage and coercion of the imperial court. It's not very strong, if you are afraid of the head and tail, meager strength, how to resist a strong enemy and defend the Great Song Dynasty?

An Jiu couldn't guess what Ling Ziyue was thinking, but he could clearly feel his emotions.

There was silence for a while, and just as Ling Ziyue sighed and was about to turn back, An Jiu said, "I rarely look down on anyone in my life, but the general makes me admire." ”

Ling Ziyue stopped and turned around, "Ling can't afford to be a girl with admiration." ”

An Jiu looked at him, and noticed that this general was a little weaker in momentum than when he first saw him, and he didn't like it in his heart, and said indifferently, "In terms of martial arts, the general is only eight or nine ranks, and he has a lot of hands in the crane army, but we are all ghosts who can't see the light, the general is the scorching sun, if you can't shine on the Great Song Dynasty, you should disappear early, don't give people false hope." ”

This was said very politely, Ling Ziyue could comprehend the meaning behind it, but he disagreed with her opinion, "There is hope and hope, and there is a future." Ling will definitely go all out to win a glimmer of light for the people of the Great Song Dynasty, even if it is false. ”

There will always be people who will be attracted by this ray of light and make unremitting efforts, and the more such people gather, the more they gather, the more they will not be able to turn hope into reality.

"It's like being in the desert, when you're about to starve to death, and someone tells you that there is food ten miles ahead, and you will do your best to fight for it." Talking to An Jiu, Ling Ziyue threw away the inferiority complex of that moment, and felt that the thoughts that he had just given birth to were very boring, he smiled, "Maybe there will be ten miles after ten miles, as long as we still have food in our hearts, we can go further, maybe on this journey, we can really find life." ”

Anjiu fell into deep thought. Ling Ziyue's statement was very simple and easy to understand, she agreed, she was just thinking, she couldn't think of anything for her.

"This year, the Liao army broke through the two cities of the Great Song Dynasty border pass and abducted more than 70,000 Song people, most of whom were women and children. There are also food, gold and silver, ......" Ling Ziyue sighed, and wanted to say something more, but after all, there was no export.

The Liao State is divided into the north and south courts, of which the south court is mainly in charge of the Han people. The climate of the Liao country is not good, the food produced in the country cannot support too many people, and many people die in the long winter every year, and the one or two cities in this pass are not worth it when they disperse manpower and entangle with the Song army, and the Liao country has always been staring at those rich places south of the Yellow River.

Ling Ziyue heard the footsteps, turned his head and saw Mo Sigui in a robe, full of wine and food, followed by two fat half-sized tigers left and right, one of them excitedly threw his fat all over his body and pounced on An Jiu.

The tiger rolled over as she bit her trouser legs, and she bent over and picked it up with one hand.

The tiger lay in the crook of her arm, immediately stopped making noise, narrowed its eyes comfortably, and even opened its mouth to yawn.

"General Ling." Mo Sigui is a gift.

After Ling Ziyue returned the salute, he said, "I still have something, if you two need it, you can send someone to tell me." ”

"Definitely, definitely." Mo Sigui was not polite.

After Ling Ziyue left, Mo Sigui rushed to An Jiu's side with an excited face, stretched out his head and looked inside the tent, "I heard that Chu Dingjiang was injured?" How? When to die? ”

An Jiu turned his head slowly, looking at him with dark eyes, "Die in front of you at the moment." ”

"It's poisoned!" However, Mo Sigui was very satisfied, "Lao Tzu can live one more moment, and it is also Lao Tzu's good character." ”

An Jiu sneered coldly, "The scourge lasts for thousands of years, and good people don't live long." Fight for character, or find a longer life to fight, you throw yourself like this and scrape your big ears and pay gold, I won't appreciate you, I will only think that you are brainless. ”

After speaking, An Jiu thought that maybe he would have to ask Mo Sigui to save Chu Dingjiang later, so he paused and gave him an idea very sincerely, "If you want to change the status quo, you still have to let Chu Dingjiang live longer than you." (To be continued......)