No matter how contemptuous and denied any rebel force may be, they must also affirm in their hearts the irreplaceable role of the Western Army in protecting the country and the people.

It can be said that without the support of the Western Army, the Great Song Dynasty would have become a passing cloud long ago. The existence of the Han nation may be questionable.

The Western Army raised war horses and better guarded the rear, which is a fact that most people in the northwest know.

However, the robbers who were not in human nature did not care about the survival of the Great Song Dynasty, and they also had to consider the safety and honor of the thousands of Han people, and could not rob the huge amount of materials trafficked to raise funds for horse breeding. Otherwise, it will be contrary to the general interests of the nation.

The reason given by Zhao Yue may be partial and complete, but it does make it difficult for Shan Shiqi, who feels that he is a hero who is "forced to go to Liangshan", to refuse.

Not to mention the unjustified and helpless Shan Shiqi, even Tian Hu, Fang La and other ambitious people will not feel that they are bad guys.

The Great Song Dynasty was rotten and harmed the people, and it was time to overthrow and rebuild a beautiful new dynasty. The heroes all regarded their rebellion as righteous and sacred.

Shan Shiqi is not a politician with a clever tongue, and he knows in his heart that Zhao Yue is kidnapping him with righteousness, and he doesn't want to let go of the goods, but he doesn't know what to say.

He was choked. The general behind him was furious.

"The Western Army's lack of money to raise horses is the business of the Dog Emperor, and it is the that we can't eat. Bullshit Zhao Xiaoer, you dare to stop grandpa from snatching things for the winter, playing tricks and bullying my eldest brother, grandpa stoned you to death. ”

Yuan Jingda held a hundred catties of stone mallets in his hand and roared wildly.

The most important thing is to be able to live with a full stomach in Hanzi's heart, no matter how you are and what the country and nation are. Who hinders the cottage from living. Whoever treats his eldest brother badly is his unrival.

His simple words are to the heart of the matter.

Zhao Yue was scolded and threatened, but he was not ashamed of his anger. Looking at Yuan Jingda, who was rushing over, a smile appeared on his face.

He remembered the black whirlwind Li Kui.

That evil star has now grown into a well-known backbone general of the Southern Army. Have a good time. I haven't seen him for a long time, and Zhao Yue misses it a little.

He smiled, and the queen turned out to recite the scriptures.

He jumped off the horse, didn't bring a big knife, only carried a waist knife and went straight to the crazy Yuan Jingda.

Yuan Jingda's divine power is amazing, and at this moment, he pounces like a tiger from the mountain, but it is not threatening enough in the eyes of Wang Nianjing today.

From Yuan Jingda's posture and steps rushing down the mountain, Wang Nianjing could see that this fierce man was practicing martial arts halfway. The foundation is too shallow, and the bottom plate is vain.

What can you do by brute force?

He didn't even pull out the knife at his waist, and he dodged the huge stone mallet smashed like thunder, rushed forward, stretched out his foot and stumbled, grabbing the corner of Yuan Jingda's clothes and throwing it violently. Yuan Jingda rushed too violently, and it was downhill again, and he couldn't stop stumbling. He threw himself out of the air before slamming into the ground.

The heavy stone mallet and the solid mountain ground where the body smashed trembled, and the eyes of more than 2,000 people present couldn't help but blink with it.

This fall is solid enough, how serious the injury is, how painful!

Even Shan Shiqi, who cared about his brother, was stunned. Didn't react. and no one applauded the king's recitation.

Who knew that Yuan Jingda snorted, then got up and rubbed his chest with his big hands. He grinned and hissed a few times in pain, but he became more and more furious. Red-eyed yelled, "Grandpa stoned you." "Holding a hundred catties of stone mallets, killing like crazy and reciting scriptures to the king.

It's a pity that he played well with the stone mallet. It is very powerful, but it can't hurt a single hair of Wang Nianjing.

Wang Nianjing responded empty-handed, dodging left and right lightly, and easily threw Yuan Jingda to the ground when he saw the opportunity.

The mountains roared, and there was another tremble.

Of the more than 2,000 people who watched, many of them subconsciously cracked their mouths, crying out for the fool in their hearts.

Hanzi's square body is probably similar to Li Kui's iron plate, strong enough, and he quickly got up and hissed in pain before beating.

The result is another fall.

Han Shizhong stared at Wang Nianjing's movements, his eyes shining like two little suns.

His family is poor, unwilling to be bullied, from childhood to adulthood, he is a master of fighting, if he does not use weapons, he fights alone, and there is almost no opponent among the tens of thousands of people in the Jingyuan army. But like Wang Nianjing, he has no confidence in dealing with Yuan Jingda, who wields a gavel like a mad tiger.

And Zhao Yue knew how Wang Nianjing had been practicing martial arts with him frantically since he was concentrating on chasing him.

Perseverance and hard work always pay off.

A martial artist, if he is not a child, he has to be carefully taught by various famous teachers, and it is difficult to be strong in the long and short weapons and fists and feet immediately. All-round powerhouses like Lu Junyi and Lin Chong are too rare. Like an unknown old man, Zhao Yue was lucky to get it.

Zhao Yue knew that his martial arts were comprehensive, his adaptability was stronger, and he had a better chance of surviving in the melee of thousands of troops.

Otherwise, in the melee, everyone takes care of each other, the war horse is killed, and the long weapon in your hand is lost, but you are not skilled in short-bladed combat fists and feet, and it is easy to become a weak person in the chaotic army and be hacked to death by the small soldiers in an instant.

This is an important reason why he does not let Hua Rong go to the battlefield easily.

In his eyes, Hua Rong practiced his own family martial arts, although he was strong in bows and pistols, he was rough in short-bladed foot combat and fists and feet, especially not water-sensitive, and did not have the real battlefield survival ability that Tang Bin Shi Jin and Yang Zhi had cultivated only after a relatively comprehensive cultivation when he was young.

Because Zhao Yue attaches great importance to it. The Cangzhao Military Academy and the head of the military focused on strengthening the ability of the officers and men to fight in an all-round way. The perverted formation of the Great Song Dynasty is secondary. The Cangzhao army paid more attention to the combat strength of small groups and tacit understanding.

People have limited energy and ability, and it is impossible to be good at everything, but as a warrior, at least you have to fully train to cope with the rapid changes on the battlefield.

Wang Nianjing's fist and foot kung fu was specially taught by Zhao Yue according to the characteristics of Wang Nianjing. Now it looks powerful.

Seeing that the brother only had to make a fool of himself, Shan Shiqi shouted: "Brother Jingda, don't fight anymore." Everything is in charge of the brother. ”

Wang Nianjing didn't believe that this crazy man with a tendon could be easily stopped by Shan Shiqi, and he was still on high alert.

I didn't want Yuan Jingda to stop immediately, and only stared at Wang Chanjing fiercely, obviously hating to smash Wang Chanjing with a hammer, but he still listened to his eldest brother.

Wang Nianjing smiled, hugged his fist to Hanzi, and returned to the horse to wait quietly.

Shan Shiqi stared at Zhao Yue and said in a deep voice: "Okay, a certain family has let go of the goods, see how you Zhao Er explain to my Manshan brothers." ”

He also cared about the retaliation of the Western Army, but he was forced to be anxious by the current difficulties, and he couldn't care about it so much. Since the wealthy Cangzhao was willing to take the lead, he nodded after considering the pros and cons.

Zhao Yue nodded slightly and returned to Han Shizhong's side.

"Liangchen, you can go back and turn in on an errand."

Han Shizhong clenched his fist to Zhao Yue: "The last general is grateful." This kindness is in my heart, and I will repay it in the future. ”

"Don't look away in the future."

Zhao Yue smiled: "Your virtue is not suitable for development in the complex Western Army. When I go back, I will ask my eldest brother to transfer you to Lanzhou as a general. ”

Han Shizhong was both annoyed and happy when he heard this.

I don't have good morals. You Zhao Er is more arrogant, how are you better than me? We're the same kind. I'm a little bit compared to you, okay?

But the little people in the Western Military Region can be valued by Cangzhao, and he is inevitably proud.

At this time, Han Shizhong was still a hot-blooded and frivolous young man, and he did not grow into one of the four pillars of the Southern Song Dynasty, and he was not so old and spicy.

Man is naturally inert due to habit.

Putting aside the emotional factor, few people are willing to give up everything they are familiar with and start anew in a completely unfamiliar place and group unless they have to. This is especially true of people in this closed era. Han Shizhong naturally didn't want to leave the familiar Western Army in his heart.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Liangchen thanks the second son for his kindness." But I feel that I have been in the Jingyuan Army very well. ”

Zhao Yue's answer made Han Shizhong stunned and shocked.

"In the officialdom of the Great Song Dynasty, the person my eldest brother wants to call must be able to be transferred. In the people, the people I Zhao Yue want to collect, no one can stop them. ”

There is nothing more domineering than this. (To be continued.) )