In the Chinese military tent, the smell of blood is choking, and the atmosphere is extremely weird. Everyone in the tent stared at Lu Zheng, and everyone's expressions were strange and shocked, looking incredible.

In the territory of Yumu, Song Wensong, the third son, is undoubtedly the only master, and he is the master of this piece of heaven and earth. In this world, it is no exaggeration to say that Song Wensong can do whatever he wants.

There are more than 10,000 officers and soldiers under his command, and the military power is in his hands, and he uses it as he pleases, without the slightest restraint or restriction. He was killed all the way from the army commander, and many grassroots army commanders and even chiefs used to be brothers who had killed the enemy side by side with him, and in this army, he had absolute authority.

Therefore, he is very bold, it can be said that he is bold, and in the Northwest Army, he is very famous for this!

But today, it seems that Song Wensong's boldness is really not worth mentioning compared to Lu Zheng, Lu Zheng's current proposal is really appalling, and it has suppressed everyone, including Song Wensong.

Song Wensong stared at Lu Zheng, it was hard for him to imagine that such a weak and delicate little boy from Jiangnan in front of him had such amazing courage.

Originally, Song Wensong set up this banquet today, firstly, to give Lu Zheng a dismount, so that he could understand that Song Wensong was the only master in Yumu County.

In addition, he just wanted Lu Zheng to cooperate with him, and the two played a bitter meat scene, and after Song Naifeng came, Lu Zheng and Song Wensong behaved at odds, so that Song Naifeng and his entourage realized that the elm wood was unstable, so they did not dare to easily replace Song Wensong, so that Song Wensong could temporarily avoid a catastrophe.

This kind of trick is very ordinary, and the imperial court has wanted to do it many times in the northwest over the years, and the strategy used by the Song and Qi families in the northwest is a border crisis.

Raise the Turks in the north, at a critical moment, the Turks invaded the border, plundered several cities, kidnapped thousands of people, killed and injured thousands of people, such an emergency report to the imperial court, the imperial court will naturally realize the value of the existence of the Song family and the Qi family in Longyou.

Raising self-respect, avoiding the tragedy of flying birds and good bows, this is a helpless move, Song Wensong let people act today, and it is also because of helplessness to make a bitter scene, if he can think of a little way, he will not use such a passive strategy.

It's just that Lu Zheng is not a talented man who can only recite poems, this young man who is rumored to be the ruler of Jiangnan in the northwest, is bold and decisive, and he killed Song Wensong's henchman centurion who was placed by his side in Song Wensong's Chinese military tent.

Lu Zheng used this way to ridicule or counter Song Wensong's dismount that he wanted to give him. In Song Wensong's lifetime, it was the first time he had encountered such a bold and reckless person!

As a general on the battlefield, Song Wensong's first reaction was to be furious and ready to kill Lu Zheng, but soon Lu Zheng let him know that Lu Zheng knew his situation well, this guy who looked so weak that he was a little delicate, he had no fear, unless Song Wensong really wanted to break the jar and break it, and lose both, otherwise Song Wensong could only swallow the shame of Lu Zheng killing people in his tent.

Song Wensong has no way to go now, can Lu Zheng give him a way?

Lu Zheng is now making him famous in Qiaotan, is this to break with his father? Song Wensong didn't have such thoughts, but who was his father Song Naifeng?

Song Naifeng has 100,000 elite soldiers in his hands, crisscrossing the northwest, even the emperor in the palace, the emperor in the court, the arbitrary and arbitrary minister, they are very afraid of the existence.

Song Wensong has lived under the huge shadow of Song Naifeng since he was a child, Song Wensong is invincible in the army and has been involved in countless dangers, but Song Naifeng is like heaven in his heart, and he does not dare to give birth to the slightest resistance.

And like Song Wensong, the strategists around him were all pale with fright, and Wu Liewen and Xing Zheng, who had been extremely contemptuous of Lu Zheng before, looked at Lu Zheng like monsters.

In their eyes, Lu Zheng is a madman, a madman who is not afraid of death at all. Such a person is too dangerous, and his death here today is a big trouble for the general.

But if he doesn't die today, it may be even more trouble for the general.

In an instant, they realized that they had seen the wrong person, not only wrong, but very wrong. Where is Lu Zheng a little talent who can only dance and write? Based on his performance today, it is clear that he is a young man who dares to stand on the tip of a knife and dance......

Lu Zheng's laughter sounded in the tent again, and he said: "As the saying goes, people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden." The third son takes a step back, and others will take a step forward, you now have three walnuts and two dates in your hands, how can you retreat?

Everyone has the right to live, no one has what they cherish, and rabbits will bite when they are forced to do so! Is the third son not as good as a rabbit? ”

"One thing you have to understand is that the Western Song family has never lacked masters of power and strategy. What the Western Song Dynasty lacks is a strongman who dares to pierce the sky, dares to disagree with a word, and can kill and make the opponent's blood splash five steps!

Just like me, if you Song San want to give me a horse, I won't let you get satisfied, Feng Xuelin is what I killed! With my ability, I can kill him in a hundred ways, but I choose to chop him alive in front of you, in your Chinese military tent! What can you do with me? ”

As soon as Lu Zheng said this, Song San's face changed, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes, Lu Zheng sneered and said: "Your father Song Naifeng is the same, the imperial court has long been going to solve the problem of Longyou and solve the problem of the northwest!"

The Song family and the Qi family also thought of being like Jiangnan, bowing to the imperial court, at this time, Song Naifeng was born, he was brave, and led thousands of iron horsemen to the depths of the Hulan grassland, this battle was regarded as a great shame by the Turkic barbarians.

Then the Turks invaded the border, the war in the northwest was rekindled, and the border army in the northwest became 100,000 elites in just a few years! Your father was named the general of the Northwest, and the Song family became a top power lord who could compete with the Qi family. If this is not the case, how can there be today's Song family, and how can you have your third son so arrogant in Yumu? ”

Song Wensong's expression changed, his heart was shocked, and Lu Zheng's every sentence spoke to his heart, making him irrefutable. The northwest is a chaotic place, and the strong in troubled times are respected, this is a very simple and simple truth, and Song Wensong has long understood it.

But he never thought that Lu Zheng's interpretation would be so different and incredible, but it made sense, so he couldn't help but be convinced!

He looked around and looked at his two henchmen, Wu Liewen and Xing Zheng both turned pale, looking at their appearance, they were frightened, they couldn't count on this situation.

Song Wensong suddenly felt a loneliness in his heart, and his growth experience from childhood to adulthood made him more and more aware of what his father said when he was very young.

Song Naifeng once said that everyone in this world is lonely, because when they need others the most, they are often unreliable, just like Song Wensong is now.

He raised so many advisers, brought out so many subordinates, and had more than 10,000 brothers. But at this moment, he hesitated and struggled in his heart, but no one could help him in the slightest......

When he set his eyes on Lu Zheng again, Lu Zheng suddenly smiled, that smile he had never seen before, Lu Zheng smiled very happily, very proud, very forced:

"Song San, you are taller than me, your strength is stronger than mine, and you have more flesh on your body than me, you and I stand together, you are an elephant, I am an ant!

But...... It's just that you're less daring than I am! That's how interesting things are in the world, haha......"

Song Wensong's face turned red, yes, it was red, a strongman who was two meters tall, weighed 300 pounds, had a face full of meat, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and killed countless people, but his face was red!

Song Wensong took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and the small grille window in front of him was as fragile as paper paste in his hand.

The cold wind howling outside poured in, and there was an instant cold breath in the tent, the raging fire became more vigorous, and the swirling and rising water vapor was quickly dispersed.

The fat on Song Wensong's face was blown backwards, his eyes became as sharp as an eagle's falcon, and his face became hideous because of it! A powerful murderous aura emanated from him, and Wu Liewen was shocked and said:

"Third son, you ...... Don't fall for Lu Zheng, he ......"

Song Wensong suddenly turned his head and stared at Wu Liewen, Wu Liewen felt a strong pressure falling from the sky, and for a moment, he felt that his chest seemed to be blocked by something, and it became suffocated.

Song Wensong smiled testially, stared at Lu Zheng, his smile was even more gloomy, and after a long time, he said categorically:

"Pass my general's order, the whole army immediately assembled in the Chinese military tent, Qiaotan Cheng Juhu, Lao Tzu was only a small chief when he was a centurion, when the general led us to raid the Hulan grassland, it was Lao Tzu who dragged him out of the pile of corpses like a dog to save him to save his life.

Hehe, now that he has become a fine, he dares to cut off my back road at the instigation of the second child, okay, Lao Tzu will start a fight with him today, Lao Tzu wants to see if this place in Qiaotan is Song Lao's or Song Laosan's! ”

Song Wensong said, stretched out his hand and pulled out his waist knife, cut several cases behind him into two pieces with a knife, and said coldly: "Send troops to Qiaotan, who dares to hesitate to shake the heart of the army!" ”

The officers and soldiers of the whole tent were solemn, and in an instant, the horn outside the tent sounded, and the atmosphere of the icy and snowy military tent instantly became warm, countless soldiers rushed out from the army commander, the war horses were neighing, the gold and iron were resonating, and the body of Feng Xuelin in Song Wensong's tent had been cleaned up, and all the wine and food and other things were quickly removed, and the map, sand table, and arrows were conjured up as if they were magical.

Song Wensong went to the back account, and when he came out again with a cup of tea, he was already wearing a battle armor, he was tall and big, and his weapon was an iron spear, and the barrel of the gun was full of arm thickness, and this gun weighed a hundred catties at a glance. The first warrior in the Northwest is really extraordinary......