Chapter 179: Only War and Death

Like a drowning person, grasping a life-saving straw, Tong Guan's heart has long been in chaos at this moment, without the slightest order.

Han Shizhong's words gave him his last breath, and he forcibly supported the prestige of appeasing the envoy, and said: "The rise and fall of the country, in this battle, those who retreat will be killed." ”

The seed master closed his eyes and pondered, and the secret way withdrew his troops at this time, and there must be elite soldiers ambushing along the way, and it is not easy for two or three elite soldiers who have been trained in a hundred years of fighting to survive two or three out of ten.

In this way, it is of no use to flee back. What the young general in front of him said, it makes a lot of sense, ashamed, he has been in charge of the army for a lifetime, and he doesn't want to be as good as a young general when he is flustered... Anyway, the dead eunuch has harmed our western army to this step, and there is only this trace of vitality left in the good situation. Let's gamble with him, if you win, you won't enter the ancestral hall!

The tiger's eyes opened, everyone looked at him, the seed master Dao looked around the tent, and said resolutely: "Even if it is a desperate situation, it should be put to death and then reborn, the hideous face of the summer thief has been revealed, and this time the poisonous plan is to kill it all." Today's events are only war and death! ”

The seed master is close to the age of the sixtieth year, and he has such bloody bravery, we would rather be a sixty-year-old man? His position in the Western Army is like a rock, and he is convinced of everything he says.

The fierce general Yang Keshi took a step forward, twisted his wrist guards, and said: "The last general is willing to be the vanguard and fight back against Xingqing Mansion." ”

Han Shizhong also stood up, and at this time, he was in a desperate situation, and he realized his excitement, and he felt that the blood in his body was burning: "Count me as one!" ”

Yang Keshi has been famous for a long time, majestic and fierce, and he is a man who chews nails and chews iron, but he didn't expect that he would dare to stand up and be a pioneer again.

This time, other people's life and death do not know whether they win or lose, but even if they win, the vanguard will fall into the city.

Tong Guan's voice suddenly rose an octave, and only under the tip did he show a little eunuch's voice, and said with a red face: "If you can get lucky, a certain family will not hesitate to give a reward." ”

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Xia Bing succeeded in one blow, and on the city wall of Xingqing Mansion, all the officials celebrated with tears.

Over the years, they have been forced too badly by the Song army, eating and biting them step by step, gnawing on flesh and blood, but there is no way to fight back.

The Great Song Dynasty is rich and can afford to build a walled fortress, even if it is slow to encroach, a hundred years will be painful enough.

Li Qianshun's legs trembled, his palms were sweaty, and he almost didn't stand on his heels with a feeling of dizziness.

He secretly swore in his heart that he would take today as an important festival in Western Xia and celebrate it every year!

His own elite soldiers and strong generals have already been arranged, and they are ambushed on the way back of the Song army early, and they are bound to annihilate this western army here.

Once the Western Army was completely annihilated here, the Qinlong area of the Great Song Dynasty opened the door widely, and it is not surprising that he led the Tubo people to reenact the scene of the Wuhu Rebellion in China.

The Han people of the Great Song Dynasty have occupied the most prosperous and magnificent Central Plains in the world, and it has been so long that it is the turn of our party members to enjoy it.

He was still dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Period, and the smoke and dust rose on the southeast horizon not far away, first a black line, and then quickly pushed forward, and the smoke and dust rolled like a yellow dragon with teeth and claws to choose people to devour, and the wind and lightning flew in.

The pursuing Xia army had already collected the spoils of war in the old village of the wealthy Song army, but this time the Western army was surprisingly fat, and when they fled, they didn't have time to bring all the supplies in the camp.

Their task was to cooperate with the Tubo people to defeat the Song army under the city, and they had already done it.

As for the follow-up, according to the prior arrangement, the elite soldiers along the way should ambush and annihilate these defeated troops.

In the early spring of Western Xia, the land was cold, and the grassland outside Xingqing Mansion was a hunting ground for cavalry, and the party warriors would definitely be able to chase Zhao Guangyi all the way to kill all the Song troops as the Khitan chased Zhao Guangyi.

The sound of the horse's hooves vibrating, the Xia army looked up blankly, only to find that the Song army, which had long been repulsed, had ignored the encirclement of the entire front and killed it again.

Xia General Tuoba Chage, riding on a horse to watch, only a few thousand cavalry came, and then sneered: "These Song people have lost their hearts and gone crazy, and they actually took the initiative to come back to die, get on the horse, and kill them all for me!" ”

Yang Keshi looked like a mad demon, and his soldiers did the same, howling and rushing over.

Tuoba Chage was slightly stunned and said: "It's a group of good men, but it's a pity that they were born in the wrong place, and it is very strong to be sent to death in vain." ”

Han Shizhong's mind is clear, his reaction is fast, his eyes are fast, his hands seem to have infinite strength, and all the strength of his body is mobilized.

In terms of martial arts alone, it is several times stronger than normal.

Xia Jun reacted quickly, threw away the loot he had picked up, and picked up arms to meet the enemy.

The Xixia crossbow arrows at the head of the city kept shooting down the rain of arrows, and there were soldiers and horses slowly fighting in the city, and there was no intention of pulling the drawbridge to defend it, after all, only this cavalry, only fools felt that Xingqing Mansion would be in danger.

Han Shizhong's spear head was already broken, and he didn't know that it was inserted into the body of the unlucky Xixia soldier, and he pulled out the good waist knife of the Banzai battalion, the blade was heavy and sharp, and continued to chop.

Suddenly, a strong crossbow shot through his shoulder, Han Shizhong couldn't dodge, and was taken off the horse by a small soldier, and the Western Xia cavalry on the horse was overjoyed, and hurriedly mended the knife to kill this crazy Song general, and cut it with a knife.

Han Shizhong roared angrily, put the knife horizontally in front of him to protect his head and neck, and received a hard knife, burrowed under the horse's belly, and pierced the horse's belly with a knife. When Yang cried and wailed, the little soldier fell to the ground and was chopped off by Han Shizhong with a knife.

The horse was bloody and warm, and after running for a long time, it was even hotter, and Han Shizhong, who fell in blood, was blinded by the red horse blood in front of his eyes, and when he opened his eyes and looked back, the people around him had almost died in battle.

His strength seemed to be drained, and he fell headlong on the sticky and wet ground, and everywhere there was white gas flowing from the cold and hot blood.

At the last moment on his eyes, he didn't know if it was an illusion, he seemed to see Song Jun's banner.

Finally, the main force of the Great Song Dynasty arrived, and the red-eyed Xia Jun found out that it was not the Song army that came back to die, but all of them killed.

The Tubo people in the back even snatched the spoils of war in the old village of the Song army, and did not pay attention to this small group of tragic cavalry who were sent to death at all.

The Xia generals only sighed a few times about the bravery of these people, but no one thought about whether they were the vanguard of the dead soldiers who were trapped.

When the large army arrived, they attacked in panic, only to find that this Song army was rushing to Xingqing Mansion as if they were dying.

The gate of the city is full of people, including the Tangut and the Tubo, and it is difficult to close the gate.

A eunuch commander, a willful blow under the chaos, actually cracked this dead end.

Xingqing Mansion, the door is wide open!