"You'll follow so-and-so in the future." Sun Anbei said to Yang Zaixing, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart, he actually wanted to accept such a fierce man as his little brother, and he felt his blood boiling when he thought about it.

You must know that in history, Yang Zaixing led more than 100 Song troops and the Jin army to fight at Xiaoshang Bridge, killing more than 2,000 Jin soldiers and Jin army generals Wanhu Saba Jin and 100 people from Qianhu, but they were finally outnumbered and killed by countless arrows. Later, the Jin army obtained his corpse, and after burning it, a total of two liters of arrows were obtained.

With such a strong record, it is absolutely deserved to say that he is the most ruthless person in the Great Song Dynasty.

However, Yang Zaixing heard what Sun Anbei said, but he was a little hesitant, as a fierce general, his greatest wish is to go into battle to kill the enemy, even if it is a horse leather shroud, there will be no fear, but with Sun Anbei's side, Sun Anbei is a scholar, these seem to have become extravagant hopes.

Sun Anbei saw Yang Zaixing's hesitation, so he continued: "A certain Sun Anbei, the word revival, my father named a certain Anbei, is to hope that one day the Great Song Dynasty can stabilize the north, and the Han nation can be revived, this will also be the grand wish of a certain life, iron heart, you are willing to help so?" ”

If Sun Anbei had said such a passage before, Yang Zaixing would definitely scoff at it, after all, literati are just going to talk about killing the enemy, the Great Song Dynasty has no precedent for civilian officials to command the army, and when the enemy army comes, they must run faster than rabbits, but the person in front of him seems to be a little different, just by his performance tonight, it has been proved that this literati is an outlier.

When Sun Anbei killed the first patrolling soldier, Yang Zaixing was by his side at the time, and he could see that it was Sun Anbei's first time killing people, and the method was very rusty, and he even forgot to cover the man's mouth to prevent him from shouting, but this person learned quickly, and the next few killings were already very skilled, Yang Zaixing saw the wildness in Sun Anbei's eyes, maybe it was really like what he said, the Great Song Dynasty could one day settle the north.

Settle the North? Yang Zaixing couldn't help but sigh a little, the Great Song Dynasty was founded for a hundred years, Wen Tian was martial, the warriors were called thieves with the army, the low status was pitiful, and few people were willing to join the army, and in the face of the Liao people in the north, and the Western Xia people who were not afraid of death in battle, did they want to point to those Song people who were crepe to resist, I am afraid that before the Liao army could really attack, those literati would have rolled up their covers and fled.

"You don't have to answer right away, think about it!" But anyone who has the ability will be a little arrogant, and if you want such people to be completely obedient, you must convince them.

The two of them talked, the battlefield had been almost cleaned, the Song army began to come to Sun Anbei one after another, their faces were full of excitement, this sneak attack, their harvest was too great, taking advantage of the cover of the night, they killed thousands of Liao troops, and captured countless materials, including more than 2,000 war horses, you know, the Northern Song Dynasty lacked horses, with these two thousand war horses, the Great Song Dynasty is actually equivalent to having 2,000 cavalry, which is a great merit.

"Brothers, collect the heads of the Liao people." Sun Anbei said to everyone.

"What do you want people to do?" Yang Zaixing asked with some doubts, it is the height of summer, and there are often wild beasts at night, and when they leave, those beasts will come over when they smell blood, and these corpses do not need to be disposed of at all.

Sun Anbei took a deep breath and said: "This time, I want to let the Liao people know that the Great Song Dynasty is not their horse ranch, and this Great Song Dynasty cannot be bullied!" ”

Yang Zaixing was even more confused, what did Sun Anbei say have to do with collecting heads? "Uncle, you only need to cut off the ears of these soldiers to show your military merits."

Sun Anbei shook his head and said, "I want to build a Beijing Temple." ”

"Jingguan?" Yang Zaixing is a little confused, for this word, he is a little unfamiliar, since the founding of the Song Dynasty, in order to prevent the emergence of civil strife in the Tang Dynasty, the emphasis on literature over military force, and the weakness of literature has become the mainstream.

Seeing the confusion on Yang Zaixing's face, Sun Anbei took a deep breath and explained: "Jingguan is a means used by the ancients to show martial arts and deter the enemy. ”

Yang Zaixing didn't know what Sun Anbei said, but seeing that Sun Anbei was serious, he took people to collect heads. According to a rough count, there were more than 3,000 corpses of the Liao army, and the vast majority of them died in the dark at the hands of their own people.

The corpses and human heads piled up, and it turned into a small mountain.

"Brother Yang, what are you doing here? Can it still be dried for the brothers? "One of the soldiers didn't know Sun Anbei's purpose, and he had some complaints about carrying the corpses of these Liao soldiers.

"That's it, the brothers are tired all night, and with this kung fu, it's better to throw it directly into the pit to save trouble......"

The soldiers didn't know why at first, and they didn't know Sun Anbei's purpose, so they had some complaints, but as the corpses of the Liao army continued to pile up and the height of the corpse mountain continued to increase, these complaints gradually dissipated.

An inexplicable fear silenced these soldiers, which was the different expressions of the corpses before they died, some fearful, some desperate, some sluggish, and some unwilling...... All these expressions were frozen at the moment of death, and the vast majority of people were dead, and those eyes were staring at the soldiers around them, making all the soldiers present feel creepy.

The corpse mountain was gradually built, when the last human head was placed on it, the construction of the Jingguan was completed, for a while, a solemn atmosphere began to spread around, at this moment, the originally noisy Song army was very tacitly chose to shut up.

"Cover the earth!" Sun Anbei shouted, and a group of soldiers began to cover the top of the corpse mountain, just a rough package, in order to fix these corpses, those Liao army limbs and heads will still be exposed, and those hideous expressions can still be seen by everyone.

"This ...... Is this Kyokan? Yang Zaixing swallowed hard and spit, Rao was a ruthless person, and he couldn't help but feel a little shocked at this time.

"Yes!" Sun Anbei is also a little embarrassed, although he has seen the Jingguan from the history books before, but at this time he built it personally, it has become another thing, no wonder the ancient martial artists like to use this way to highlight martial arts, deter foreign races, this Jingguan is too great a shock.

"Get some paper and pens!" Sun Anbei ordered, in this situation, I want to chant a poem!