At dusk, torches were lit early on the city wall, charcoal fires were burned, and Zhai Er couldn't help but shake his head when he saw the defenders of Linzhou City on the city wall lazily going to the dungeon for midnight dinner.

Wang Song asked him to take the baggage battalion to help guard the city of Linzhou, and went to Fuzhou by himself. But in this Linzhou City, except for some golden people roaming back and forth, there are three thousand soldiers needed!

After a rare night's rest, the weather was fine today, and he had been guarding the eastern wall all day, his legs were weak, and he did not see the Jin soldiers coming.

Although the baggage battalion is a logistics department, it rarely fights the other party head-on, but it is also strictly trained with a knife and a gun, and there are many brave and fierce men, why can't they go to the battlefield?

In Zhai Er's opinion, the soldiers under him were no worse than other loyal soldiers.

Standing on the wall of Linzhou City, looking at the direction of the north in the dark night, thousands of thoughts flashed in Zhai Er's heart.

Wang Song took care of him, afraid that he would have an accident on the battlefield. But the two of them are brothers who have died, and he doesn't want to be pointed at, saying that he is in a high position by relying on Wang Song, and he has to make some military achievements.

The fire at the head of the city swayed, and groups of golden soldiers and rangers swaggered under the city walls, completely ignoring the defenders of the city.

Song Er walked over, looked at the Jurchen rangers swaggering through the city, and said hatefully: "These damn fans, just staggering from below, we don't even dare to fart, what a fucking grievance!"

Seeing that Zhai Er didn't speak, Song Er whispered beside him: "General, these fans are swaggering through the market, but they are weak-hearted, in my opinion, there are not many fans in Linzhou." You said that Xianggong went to the front and carried it head-on, but we hid in the back and had nothing to do, what is this?"

Seeing that Zhai Er was speechless, Song Er was a little disappointed in his heart and was about to leave. Zhai Er suddenly asked, "Brother Song, do we have more than a dozen small cannons, do we have ammunition, do we have any gunners?"

Song Er was stunned, then nodded and said, "General, we have small cannons and ammunition." If you want to talk about gunners, I am even one of the lower officials, and the lower officials have learned from General Li Xiaochun, and there is no ambiguity at all. ”

Zhai Er's face was solemn, and he nodded and said, "Second Brother Song, you let people move two small cannons up, and you will fire the cannons." Let's him!"

Song Er left happily, Zhai Er watched the Jurchen Ranger disappear into the night, spit on the ground fiercely, and said in a low voice: "Straight lady thief, next time look at that disaster!"

"Pong! Ponto!"

Several small cannons were fired continuously, and the Jurchen rangers passing by under the city wall fell off their horses in an instant, either killed or wounded. The rest of the horses galloped and fled, even when their teammates were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"Tell me, whose men are you, and where is your army now?"

Song Er shouted angrily and grabbed the injured Jurchen knight.

"If you have a kind, you will kill Lao Tzu! If you want to get something out of Lao Tzu's mouth, you are really delusional!"

The Jurchen knight was caught, and although he was pressed to his knees, his mouth was very tough.

The rest of the Jurchen cavalry, who had been lightly and seriously wounded, remained silent, and Song Er stepped forward and stabbed one by one, resulting in their lives.

With a "cang" sound, Zhai Er pulled out a bright short knife from his waist and jumped off the battlement wall. He came to the Jurchen knight's side, and the short knife swirled around the man's ear, nose, and arm, and then plunged the knife into the man's thigh, causing an earth-shattering scream.

"You guy, you probably don't know how to write dead words!"

The short knife in Zhai's second hand stirred gently, and the Jurchen knight broke into a cold sweat, moaning in pain, and his body trembled.

Zhai Er looked at the ground, picked up a branch on the ground, and under the gaze of the Jurchen knight, cut off the branches of the branch and turned it into a smooth straight pole.

He bent down and whispered coldly in the ear of the Jurchen knight, "Do you know what a 'human stick' is? Wait a minute, I'll cut off your nose, your ears, your arms, and the soles of your feet, and you'll be straight like this stick, and you'll just wait to enjoy it! ”

Zhai Er pulled out the short knife, snorted coldly in his nose, and put the knife on the nose of the Jurchen knight.

The Jurchen knight's soul was scattered, and as soon as Zhai Er's knife was put up, he was already kneeling on the ground and shouted loudly.

"The general is angry, and the villain is willing to invite him!"

Zhai Er withdrew the short knife, nodded and said, "You'd better tell the truth, otherwise I have a hundred ways to make your life worse than death!"

Zhai Er felt a little smug in his heart. Speaking of which, this "human stick" was taught to him by Wang Song when he was examining the prisoner, and he didn't expect it to be quite useful.

"General Zhai, are you really going to help Zhenchuan Fort and Jianning Village?"

Linzhou Chengzhou Ya, the original state assassin mansion, Linzhou Zhizhou Yang Zongmin asked in surprise.

Hearing that Zhai Er was going to rescue Zhang Heng, Yang Zongmin couldn't help but be taken aback and his eyes widened.

Although the loyal and righteous army only has 3,000 reinforcements in Linzhou City, and it is a logistics force of the baggage battalion, Yang Zongmin can see that these guys are well-trained and by no means vegetarians, and the defenders of Linzhou City are by no means the opponents of these people.

When the army travels, the order is forbidden, and if you can achieve these four words, you are already the elite of the army. In this regard, the Loyal Army is also far stronger than the Western Army.

Poor Western Army, the view of the door, the partisan dispute, the big and small mountains, the open and the secret fighting, is already in the waning mountains.

If there are old and small races, there is still a momentum. It's just that the big and small ministers are dead, Yao Gu is deprecating, and the vision is narrow, and the Western Army is gloomy, and it has become a rootless Ping, and it is difficult to regain the style of the past.

"Wang Song Xianggong fought with Wanyan Lou in Yangjiagou, and the 20,000 gold soldiers of Linzhou Mansion must not cross the border to participate in the battle. Otherwise, the Wang Xiangguild will suffer heavy losses from the enemy. At the friendship of life and death between Xia and Wang Song, Yu is public and private, and he must also go to the aid of Zhang Heng and defend Zhenchuan Fort and Jianning Village!"

Zhai Er's answer was loud, and Yang Zongmin couldn't help but be dumbfounded. He stammered and asked, "The 15,000 people in the Wang Xianggong's department have to compete with the 40,000 people of Fanzi, isn't it more auspicious!"

Zhai Er couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then said proudly: "Wang Xianggong went to the rescue of Fugu and dealt with the 20,000 Jurchen army, it shouldn't be a big problem." If it is an army of 40,000, I am afraid that there will be more evil and less auspicious, and I will go to the rescue in public and private. ”

Song Er asked on the side: "Yang Zhizhou, if the prince is in trouble, will he send troops out of the city?"

Yang Zongmin was speechless and didn't know how to answer.

He is a cousin, and he naturally knows what his character is. If he wants to say that he can ask for Wang Song, he naturally won't believe it. But in order to protect himself, will he send troops out of the city without hesitation, and share the same hatred with Wang Song, but he has no bottom in his heart.

"Yang Zhizhou, this is my own matter for the Loyal Army, you can not go, just send a guide to lead the way!"

Zhai Er was anxious and said impatiently.

Wang Song's army had been on set off for a day and a night, perhaps fighting the Jin people. I have nothing to do here, and I stand by and watch, if Wang Song has three long and two short......

Yang Zongmin's face turned red, and he shook his head and said, "General Zhai, don't underestimate the old man. Although the old man is old, he is not greedy for life and afraid of death! The old man will go with you tonight to see who is the real man!"

Zhai Er admired in his heart, hugged his fists and said: "Yang Zhizhou is old and strong, and his majesty has not diminished, but he is offended." However, the urgency of the situation may be a matter of urgency. Yang Zhizhou should stay in the city and command! Let the Loyal Rebels settle this matter themselves. ”

The young general next to Yang Zongmin said angrily: "My Yang family's old and young family are all folded in Jianning Village, do you think our Yang family still cares about life and death!" The brothers of the loyal and righteous army have traveled thousands of miles to come to this place beyond the river to rescue us and others, are the men of my Linzhou City all waste! Zu Weng, my grandson will go on my behalf tonight, and Zu Weng will guard the city with peace of mind!"

Zhai Er gave a thumbs up and said loudly: "Good man, he is really the descendant of the Yang family!" Then let's fight together and kill the majesty of Fanzi!"

Yang Zongmin nodded and said, "Sun'er, you take 500 cavalry, 500 infantry, and the brothers of the loyal and righteous army to repel Hulu's subordinates as soon as possible." Repel the Jin soldiers, one to guard the pass, and the other to go to Fuzhou as soon as possible to reinforce Wang Xianggong!"

Zhai Er was grateful, and bowed: "Thank you Yang Zhizhou!"

Yang Zongmin frowned, waved his hand and said, "Hurry up, I hope everything is in time!"

Looking at the figure of Zhai Er and his grandson going, Yang Zongmin couldn't help patting the city wall and said in a low voice: "You can ask for it, you must not be confused!"

Linzhou City to Zhenchuan Fort more than 70 miles, ravines and ravines, the road is difficult and dangerous, after the heavy rain, a piece of mud, Zhai Er and others all the way forward, but also with the Jurchen army of stragglers brave and fierce battle, and so on to Jianning Village, it is already the second watch.

The Jin people were storming the city wall, and Zhang Heng had already lost half of his soldiers, leaving only about 2,000 men. The two sides on the wall were fighting fiercely, and the soldiers were already exhausted.

Zhai Er and his soldiers didn't have time to rest, so they immediately launched an attack from the flank, fought fiercely, lost five or six hundred people, and finally repelled the Jin soldiers at the fourth watch, and the reinforcements drove into the card pass.

Zhai Er and Zhang Heng discussed, leaving 1,000 infantry to help Zhang Heng defend the city, while Zhai Er and Yang Cunzhong led the remaining 2,000 people to Yangjiagou together.

The night was confused, and on the Yellow River ferry in the east of the walled city, torches were blazing, and hundreds of Song army knights were gathering at the ferry. Gathered around the knights of the Song army were thousands of men dressed in different costumes.

Whether it is a knight of the Song army or a man of the rivers and lakes, everyone is armed with a sharp blade, and the hundreds of war horses are also dragon spirits and tigers, and they are real and good horses.

It's a pity that at this moment, there are bamboo baskets hanging on the backs of the good horses outside the Saiwai, and the bamboo baskets are full of torches.

"Sister, this is a good horse given to us by the prince of the king, and the brothers are used to inquire about the news. It's a waste of what you're trying to carry these coarse things. ”

Liang Xing looked at the "good horses" and couldn't help but say distressedly.

"Big brother, the situation is urgent, don't complain. It's a lifesaver! The sooner you arrive, the sooner Wang Xianggong can get out of danger. If you have a thousand troops, I can save you trouble!"

Zhao Ruolan was irritable. Only such a small number of reinforcements came, and I don't know if it will work, and I don't know if the time will come in time.

"Good! Good! Good! It's all Big Brother's fault!"

Liang Xing smiled bitterly: "You think the eldest brother is Wang Xianggong, and he responds to every call." There are thousands of mountains and rivers in Luliang Mountain, and it is not easy to gather these hundreds of brothers in two or three days!"

Everyone traveled thousands of miles, avoiding the layers of checkpoints of the golden soldiers on both sides of the Yellow River, and finally arrived here, but Zhao Ruolan was still dissatisfied.

"Big brother, sister, I caught two spies and came back, it seems to be a fan."

Zhao Yun came back with a few men, and grabbed two panicked men and walked over.

"Spare your life!"

The two men kowtowed and begged for mercy, and spit out all the brains they knew.

"You mean, when you escaped, Wanyan Lou led the army on its way to Yangjiagou?"

"Yes, yes, Wanyan Lou's subordinates are all elite cavalry, and there are tens of thousands. There were also tens of thousands of Han troops, at least 25,000. ”

Zhao Ruolan and Liang Xing and others looked at each other. In this way, Wang Song encountered several times the Jurchen elite of himself, and half a day had passed.

"Big brother, without further ado, let's go quickly!"

Zhao Ruolan looked at the dark front, and his heart was burning.