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In the endless desert, torches were lit in the night, and from a distance, those torches seemed to merge with the sky, turning into stars in the sky.

Day and night, Song Wensong led the cavalry to the south, and the infantry had been left far behind, and all he could now control was the five thousand tiger hunters.

It is difficult to walk in the middle of the night, and the horse runs too fast in the desert to see clearly, and it is easy to hurt the hooves. A good horse, if it hurts its hooves and cannot fight for a short time, will lose a cavalryman.

"Third son, it's time for us to set up camp! Besides, even if we rush to the Kan'er River at this time, we may not be able to cross the river, and Yumu County has changed hands at this time! Xing Zheng patted the horse and leaned over to Song Wensong's side and said.

He was the military division of Song Wensong's troops this time, and Song Wensong's troops swept from south to north, and Xing Zheng's strategy played a great role.

Song Wensong suddenly decided to go south when he won a big victory and the situation was good, Xing Zheng had a great opinion on this, in his opinion, since he was left to die and then lived, he could not look ahead and look backwards.

Yumu County left some veterans and weak soldiers, and those who stayed were ready to be abandoned.

If Song Wensong wants to dominate the northwest and become a hero, the benevolence of a woman is absolutely not good, even if he wants to pretend to be a posture and win people's hearts, there is no need to work day and night to hurt his own combat strength.

Song Wensong's fat body sat on the horse, and the successive battles did not make him lose the slightest weight, and the fat on his face was still very terrifying.

He snorted softly, shook his head and said: "This place is only more than twenty miles away from the Kan'er River, and we must not stop, before tomorrow morning, we will cross the Kan'er River and fight to the death with Hekuotai at the place where we elm bend!" ”

Song Wensong's words were categorical, his eyes were full of essence, and a pair of big hands were holding the iron spear, and his body was full of killing intent.

"Pass my order down, use all the horse feed to feed the horses, if anyone dares to leave horse feed, military law will do it!" Song Wensong said.

Feed the horses and hurry, slow down the speed, let the horses regain their foot strength, and the cavalry will become infantry, and the twenty-mile road will be completed all the way, so that neither the horse's feet will be injured, nor the horse's foot strength will be consumed.

Many generals gathered from their respective ranks, and many of them were influenced by Xing Zheng and were more or less hesitant about Song Wensong's approach.

Song Wensong was insightful about this, and he said lightly: "Many times, many things are actually a gamble!" For me, since the first battle in Qiaotan last year, the choice is not on my side.

And this time, Hekuo Tai poured out of the nest, he had to fight to the death with me, and he didn't know how much he received the benefits of the eldest and second child behind his back, and the 100,000 elite soldiers in my northwest could only protect themselves against the Turks, and they had wins and losses against each other.

Now let me have 5,000 cavalry and more than 10,000 infantry to stand alone in Hekuotai, can this have a victory? ”

Song Wensong's words made everyone around look at each other, and they all lowered their heads, Song Wensong slammed the iron spear in his hand into the ground, shouted, and said:

"So, I can only gamble if I seek wealth and danger! Lu Zheng is a person with the same temperament as me, and he is an amazing person. He dares to defend the city, I dare to attack, he is gambling, and I am also gambling.

If I coax him and he dies, I have no way to live. If he coaxes, he can't live, and I can't live either! He understands this, so he is not worried at all that I will not keep my promises. I am the third son of the Western Song Dynasty, am I not as brave as a weak scholar? ”

Song Wensong let out a long breath, his eyes looked at the boundless front, the elm was in front, and he himself didn't believe that Lu Zheng was still alive, so the steps he hurried back made a big mistake to anyone.

However, he finally decided to gamble, because he didn't feel like Lu Zheng was a person who died early, and because he felt that he never seemed to see through Lu Zheng and his person.

Song Wensong crisscrossed the northwest, except for the prince of the Qi family and his father Song Naifeng, he never paid attention to the rest of the people, his two elder brothers could not catch up with him in terms of wisdom or force, and among his peers, he was so lonely that he didn't even have a person to talk to.

Until he met Lu Zheng, he fought with Lu Zheng several times, but he didn't take advantage of it. Especially in Yumu, Song Wensong occupied a favorable location, and originally wanted to give Lu Zheng a dismount, but he didn't expect Lu Zheng to kill people in his tent instead, and he also took advantage of the situation to pull Song Wensong into the water, so that Song Wensong completely tore his face with his two brothers.

Song Wensong has reached a dead end, and he can only be tied to Lu Zheng, so that Lu Zheng will no longer have to worry about the threat from the capital.

These things seem easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to do, Lu Zheng's not a single move, no decision may lead to death, but at a critical time, he should be decisive, decisive and resolute, without half a bit of hesitation, that kind of old spicy and courageous, Song Wensong is ashamed of himself.

Therefore, Song Wensong did not run away, to a large extent, because he trusted Lu Zheng, he felt that Lu Zheng was higher than him, and it was difficult to defend the city with his thinking, but Lu Zheng may not be happy!

Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, Song Wensong is a bad card in his hand, he doesn't have too many choices, so he knows that he is extremely risky, he has to gamble, if he loses the bet, he will lose all his money, and if he wins the bet, he will soar to the sky, which is indeed the case......

"Lu Zheng, Lu Zheng, I hope you can really create a miracle, if I can win the bet this time, I will always follow you for the rest of my life, my ambition is only in the northwest, your ambition is in the world......" Song Wensong said silently in his heart.

Rushing overnight, before dawn, the vanguard cavalry rushed to the Kan'er River, Song Wensong immediately ordered to build a pontoon bridge, and everyone straightened up their equipment and crossed the river overnight.

When he and his party arrived at the foot of Yumu City, the sky had just dawned, and Song Wensong saw a scene that he could not forget in his life.

Looking at Elm City from a distance, where is it still a city? It was clearly a slaughterhouse of flesh and blood, countless corpses were piled up under the city wall, and the blood and water gathered on the desert to form a small river, just like that, at a glance, elm is the purgatory of the world, with Song Wensong's more than ten years of experience in war, he can't imagine how this battle was fought, and what means Lu Zheng used to make the war like this.

Not only him, but all the strategists and generals around him were all dumbfounded, no one dared to believe that this scene in front of them was true, how could this be possible?

"Third son, look, the flag hanging on the city wall is still the word 'Lu'!" A thousand households were extremely shocked.

"Haha!" Song Wensong suddenly laughed, he raised the iron spear in his hand, and said: "Lu Zheng, my second brother, sure enough, the hero is a young man, I, Song Wensong, have never been convinced, and today I am convinced!" ”

"Pass my military order, everyone is lined up and ready to enter the city!" Song Wensong said loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the horn in the city, the south gate opened violently, and a group of people and horses came out of the south gate.

The cavalry lined up out of the city gate, and the infantry behind came out, and the infantry was in front, lined up with huge shields, and the horn sounded again, this time the horn sounded excitedly, as if it was a signal to attack.

Under the hill on the opposite side, there was the sound of neighing horses, followed by the sound of horses' hooves as dense as the beat of drums, and the col saw the Turkic iron horse with his head exposed, led by a red helmet and a golden armor, this person Song Wensong can recognize without looking at his face, this is his old opponent He Kuotai is undoubted!

He Kuotai personally led the troops, tens of thousands of cavalry, like a whirlwind and clouds, and on the way, he saw the battle formation outside the elm city from a distance, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and said:

"Kill me! This surnamed Lu is finally a man, who knows how to die standing and does not want to live on his knees. There's nothing to say about that, kill the past, kill all these Dakang bastards! ”

"Kill them all!"

The Turkic iron cavalry, kicked up the dust in the sky, and the cavalry, known as the first in the field world, began to attack, Song Wensong saw this scene, and the blood in his heart was instantly ignited, not only him, but all the generals and soldiers around him, all of them were dyed with raging flames in their chests.

Lu Zheng's thousands of soldiers guarding the city can make it difficult for the Turkic Great Khan to advance an inch, and this kind of means can be called incomparable to ghosts and gods.

Defending the city to the end, running out of ammunition and food, unwilling to sit still, leading hundreds of cavalry and thousands of remnants out of the city to meet the battle, facing the charge of the Turkic iron cavalry, what kind of courage is this?

If you want to die in the sky, you will not die for thousands of years, you will die standing and die, and you will die on the battlefield, a manly man, not afraid of the horse leather shroud!

Song Wensong raised his iron spear and shouted: "Show the banner and blow the horn, to this point, but any man who is my great health will have any thoughts other than killing him is superfluous, brothers!" Pao Ze is under the city, and we and the brothers who defend the city are flanked back and forth, defeating Hekuotai and killing all the Turkic barbarians! ”

Song Wensong's roar, the whole army roared, and the 5,000 men and horses only roared one word: "Kill!" ”

The tiger hunting horse with enough horsepower started instantly, the agitated horn sounded, the banner of the word "Song" was raised high, fluttering in the wind, Song Wensong rushed to the front, his tall and strong body was as powerful and strong as a sculpture, and the iron horse behind him poured down like a black cloud, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger!

"I, Song Wensong, are here! Hekuotai, do you dare to fight me to the death! Song Wensong raised his head to the sky and roared, like a tiger and a wolf howling.

Out of thin air, there was a thunderclap, and the soldiers guarding the city under the city wall cheered together, and some veterans couldn't help but cry and shouted: "The reinforcements have arrived, and the reinforcements of the third prince have come back!" ”

With this shout, the entire army exploded in an instant, and everyone who had a heart of death suddenly saw the hope of life, which can be described as a desperate situation, and that feeling is really difficult to express in words.

Lu Zheng sat on the horse, clenched his fists, and found that the spring cold was steep, and the heavy armor was on his body, but his whole body was completely soaked with sweat, as if he had just been soaked in water......