Wang Song stabbed and slashed in the rout, and everywhere he went, blood was filled with light and screams were repeated. But in his heart he was filled with anger. I wanted to recruit more people in Licheng, but before the flag was planted for a few days, these golden soldiers from nearby states and counties came to smash the field.

If you want to say that it is a Jurchen cavalry, it doesn't matter, what a cat and a dog, stragglers, and the Han'er behind the mountain also want to destroy the city, burn and loot, and get a piece of the pie on their heads. If you don't give them some color, you really don't know how to write dead words!

However, speaking of which, if he didn't fight one or two battles, these Song people would not take him seriously. Although there were thousands of Song refugees and defeated troops along the Zhangshui River, and although the banner of his "loyal and righteous army" was fluttering in the wind, the progress of recruiting troops recently was not ideal.

The Song Dynasty adopted a conscription system, in order to prevent the military from seizing power, the people resisted, and the scholars and civil officials were extremely suppressive of the soldiers, so that the military became a discriminated industry. The Great Song Dynasty court used civil and military systems and the low status of soldiers and soldiers, so that the phenomenon of desertion was very serious. The army tattooed the soldiers' faces, arms, and ears to deal with the phenomenon of desertion, which made everyone hate joining the army.

Due to the large number of hooligans, robbers and other people in the army, as well as a large number of criminals to fill the army, the appeal and combat power of the army have plummeted.

This also makes the people reluctant to join the army even when the country is ruined and the living conditions are embarrassed, which shows the depth of the poisonous scourge of "military discrimination".

Except for the more than 3,000 people at the beginning, after some escaped, it became more and more difficult to recruit new recruits later.

"These soldiers have also thought about Zhangshui to do evil, isn't this looking for death! General Wang alone can kill them all!"

"General Wang is brave and heroic, and he is really majestic, no wonder Fanzi was beaten and urinated!"

Before he knew it, the high slopes around Tan Xiong were crawling with refugees.

"Second brother, why don't we join the army? This loyal army is so fierce, following them, we may be able to win the battle, and our brothers also have a place to live!"

In the crowd of Gaopo, hearing his younger brother's pleading, Xu Er looked at his only remaining arm and said with a wry smile: "San Lang, look at the second brother, there is only one arm, how can he go into battle to kill the thief!" You have been playing well with sticks since you were a child, and if you go to join the army, if you have a salary, the two of us can be regarded as having a hope. ”

"If it weren't for this damn gold thief, how would you be missing an arm, second brother! With your martial arts, you can't mix rice for anything!"

Xu San's eyes were red, and he quickly turned his head to look at the battlefield, and said loudly: "Second brother, you are waiting here, I will definitely let you live a good life!"

Xu San grabbed his spear, stood up, and ran down the hill.

"San Lang, come back quickly!"

Xu Er wanted to stop it too late, and saw that his younger brother had already run down the hill and ran towards the Jin soldiers in front.

Xu Er was helpless, picked up the spear in his right hand, and chased after his younger brother.

Seeing Xu San running downward, Tan Xiong was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, this is to kill Jin Bing and join the loyal army!

Just when Tan Xiong was stunned, more than a dozen Song people ran down the hillside with knives and guns.

Tan Xiong gritted his teeth, no matter what today, he would kill a few more golden soldiers. If you're lucky enough to join the team in front of you, you'll definitely be able to kill more fans.

Tan Xiong wrapped his hands tightly with strips of cloth, held the long knife in his hand, and also walked towards the battlefield where the Song and Jin sides were fighting.

Wang Song was covering his troops and killing, when he suddenly saw many Song people coming towards the battlefield, he couldn't help but restrain his horses and look in the direction where the people were running.

The Jin soldiers broke up and panicked, and many Jin soldiers and Xu San and others faced each other and quickly fought together.

Xu San stabbed a golden soldier who was rushing in front of him, blood splattered, and a scream rang out. He speared Huohuo, fought for a moment, and stabbed two more golden soldiers. Seeing his bravery, the golden soldiers stepped forward one after another and surrounded him.

Xu San struggled to separate a long knife cut in front of him, but he couldn't avoid an iron rod that came over next to him.

Seeing that Xu San was about to die on the spot, Tan Xiong stepped forward, separated the iron rod of the golden soldier, and then slashed the golden soldier to the ground.

"Thank you, brother! In Xia Yi Prefecture Xu San, brother Gao's surname?"

Tan Xiong said loudly: "As long as you kill the gold thief, you are your own brothers!" In Xia Tan Xiong, a native of Longde Mansion, there is no family at all, and this is to kill the gold thief!"

Xu San perked up and said loudly: "Brother Tie, then let's try to see who kills more gold thieves!"

Tan Xiong nodded, and together, the two of them held bloody knives and guns, and headed towards the place where there were many Jin soldiers.

"Brothers, come forward with me, don't let these gold thieves hurt the people!"

Wang Song rode up, Zhang Heng, Dong Ping and others followed closely, and instantly swept away the Jin soldiers next to Xu San and Tan Xiong.

"The villains Tan Xiong, Xu San, have seen the general!"

Seeing Wang Song, who was covered in blood and like a god of war, came over, Xu San and Tan Xiong stepped forward together and bowed solemnly.

"Erlang, why don't you wait for the eldest brother?"

Xu Er caught up panting, and the spear in his hand was stained with blood.

"Okay, I am disabled and strong, and I am really a righteous man of the Great Song Dynasty!"

Wang Song nodded slightly, and said loudly: "A few brothers are good, why don't you kill the gold thief with me Wang Song, wouldn't it be happy!"

The two were overjoyed and bowed together: "General, we are willing to follow the general!"

Xu San hesitated, "General, my eldest brother ......"

Wang Song said with a smile: "People will win the sky, and there are many things that can be done with one arm." If I have a bite to eat, I will be indispensable to all the brothers!"

The Xu brothers were overjoyed, hugged their fists together and said, "Thank you, General!" ”

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"Chao is Tian Shelang, and the twilight is in Tianzi Hall."

"Learn literature and martial arts well, and sell them to the emperor's family."

It's a pity that he Xu Bingtian is neither a child of a wealthy family with five cars, nor a powerful family with martial arts, he is just a registered blacksmith in Zezhou's "Daguangye", although he is not worried about eating and drinking, but he is a real "grass people".

Zezhou, with extremely high coal and iron content, is one of the famous iron-smelting areas in the Great Song Dynasty. The "Daguangye" in the territory is the official furnace for iron smelting, and the "Daguan Tongbao" is known as the most beautiful iron money in history.

Among them, the ore of Huwei Mountain in Zezhou has a high iron content, and the iron is gray iron, and the casting performance is excellent, so the Great Song Dynasty court set up an official furnace here.

Although the Great Song Dynasty was commercially civilized and all industries were prosperous, the way of these craftsmen was regarded as a "small way" that "became an art" and became a "strange skill", and who could afford to look down on a pariah like him.

Although Xu Bingtian was not a big man before, he was still quite satisfied with his life. Eat and drink and listen to music every day, and occasionally go to Wazi to "chic" once, and buy drunk in Qinglou. Anyway, he was alone, his parents died early, he was fed alone, and the whole family was not hungry.

Helplessly, the Jin people went south and plundered everywhere, and he was ignorant and followed a few friends and relatives to the south, preparing to hide south of the Yellow River. Who knew that the road was scattered by the rout, and the money on his body was robbed by the wicked, so he could only beg all the way to the edge of Zhangshui.

Leaning against the bare tree trunk by the river, Xu Bingtian's eyes were dizzy, and he tilted his head weakly, drowsy.

"Hey, you man, wake up!"

When he woke up like a dream, he heard someone calling him, Xu Bingtian raised his head in a daze, and an old, unclear face came into view.

"It looks like they're hungry, they're all poor people!"

A bowl of soup porridge entered his stomach, and Xu Bingtian slowly woke up. He devoured the second bowl of porridge handed over by the old man, and the person recovered.

"Uncle, I've finished eating this porridge, what are you eating?"

Looking at the broken jar that was empty, leaving only traces of porridge soup, Xu Bingtian retracted his outstretched hand in a daze.

The old man sat on the knotted trunk of a tree that had protruded from the ground, and although his clothes were tattered and his face was haggard, his hands were clean and clean, and he was obviously quite sophisticated, and he may have been a wealthy man in the past.

"Forget it!"

The old man waved his hand, and there was an indescribable sourness in his words.

"The old man's family is old and young, and the old man is left alone, and he is also guilty of living. If I can save you, a man, it will be regarded as a good deed. ”

Xu Bingtian felt uncomfortable, and said with a wry smile: "Father-in-law, you and I are all alone, and we have the same disease, so it's better to go forward together, and we can take care of it."

"I can't walk!"

The old man shook his head and said sadly: "I heard that Licheng is recruiting sergeants, and with your stature, you should be safe in entering the barracks."

Xu Bingtian's heart moved, adding a little hope.

He knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and said, "Zhangren, if you don't dislike it, go to Licheng with the villain." As long as there is a bite of the villain, it will never make you hungry!"

"This ......"

The old man smiled bitterly, pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "You man, I understand your thoughts!" You'd better hurry up, don't delay yourself! ”

"The grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates, not to mention that you saved the villain's life."

Xu Bingtian stepped forward, didn't say a word, laboriously picked up the old man, and continued: "If you don't dislike it, from today on, I will be your righteous son." Let's go to Licheng together, if there is a way, let's live together. If there is no way, let's go on the road together, and there is a companion on Huangquan Road!"

The old man was helpless, and sighed: "Man, the old man's surname is Zhang, and he is from this Longde Mansion." This...... It's really hard for you!"

Xu Bingtian's eyes were full of stars, and it seemed that he was hungry. He endured the discomfort, and said with a smile as he walked: "Daddy Zhang, my child's name is Xu Bingtian, my parents died early, and I am a single person." From now on, we will depend on each other. When I defeat the Jin people, I will send you back to Longde Mansion, and the fallen leaves will return to your roots!"

Daddy Zhang's nose was sour, and two lines of old tears fell. Unexpectedly, his family was ruined, he was alone, a bowl of porridge, but he came back with a son.

"Kid, Daddy, I thank you so much!"

"Daddy is polite, we are a family, there is no reason to talk about two families!"

Xu Bingtian carried Father Zhang on his back, and his eyes turned red.

The two walked for about two hours, and finally arrived at the camp in Licheng. Father Zhang was resting on the side, and Xu Bingtian stepped forward to apply.

"You man, you're tall!"

The recruiting officer nodded and said, "However, you are a craftsman of "Da Guangye", I will arrange for you to go to the iron workshop, where you can display your talents!"

Xu Bingtian's heart was wide. He is nearly 40 years old, he has been on the battlefield, he has to suffer in terms of age, and he has no way to take care of Daddy Zhang.

Now that he finally doesn't have to go to the battlefield, and doing his old job as a blacksmith is naturally no longer suitable.