The next day, at dawn, Han Ze led 30,000 Song troops from Gaopu and went straight to Xinli.

Qi country, now only Xinli Xiaoyi remains. Xinli 30,000 Qi troops, waiting in formation, this is the last battle, the life and death of the Qi country, the second battle will determine the victory.

Wucheng doctor Zheng Hong served as Sima on behalf of him, and stood in front of the formation. He was originally a side branch of the Zheng clan of the royal family, but now there is no general in Qi State, and he is just a doctor in Wucheng, so he has to stand up.

"Wu Quji, you are three years older than me, do you dare to compare with me," Ji Lang raised his eyebrows and said, "More than who kills the enemy." ”

"Well, if anyone loses, he will be fined a thousand glasses of wine." Wu Qujian laughed, diluting the sad atmosphere.

The Song army is still led by the three generals Han Ze, Long Li, and Muse, and they are pressing forward step by step.

Han Ze is in a good mood, this is the last city of Qi Kingdom, and when the city is broken, Song Xiao will set up a hundred generals, and he will definitely win the first place.

Drumming, marching. Xinli's corpse exuded a rancid smell yesterday, and when he fought again today, the rancid smell and blood blended together, making people sick to their stomachs.

Xinli across the river is Bayang, and Ba Chuang led 10,000 horses to guard Bayang to prevent the Song army from crossing the river.

At dawn, a thick fog shrouded the river, and the battle situation in Xinli was not visible, and the sound of the wind in the ears was mixed with the sound of swords and shouts of fighting, recounting the tragedy of this battle.

To the west of Bayang Xiaoyi, to the east of the remote area of the west of the Yangtze River, to the south of the Tongjiang River, and to the north of Bashan, there is a grass hut, and the smoke curls up and is incompatible with the smoke and dust ignited by the war in Xinli.

One hundred and ten steps away from the grass house, there is a peach tree, full of green fruits. More than ten steps away from the peach tree, there are two earth tombs, desolate and low. There is also a freshly dug pit on the side of the mound, and the scent of the soil mixed with grass seeds is intoxicating.

The door creaked, and an old man came out of the grass house, with white hair and clothes. The old man went to the stream with an urn to pick up the clear mountain spring, pushed the door in; Soon the old man came out and carried a bundle of firewood.

Above the grass house, there is the middle dam of Bashan, and the tiger of Bashan is entrenched there. A young man walked down from Zhongba, who was a chivalrous peach blossom farmer, who was carrying a whistle stick and a deer on his shoulder, humming a song, obviously returning from hunting.

The peach blossom farmer came to the cottage, pushed the door in, and asked the old man: "Grandpa, my uncle's pulse is stable, why is there little life?"

"Let's hope he'll be fine." The old man is Ri Qin Boxian, before the citrus was broken, he took Jiang Wangshu to Bashan Cottage and recuperated here.

Ri Qin Boxian was holding a bowl of warm rice porridge, planning to feed Jiang Wangshu, if the water and rice did not enter, it would be a dead person, and the whole grain was the most nourishing.

The peach blossom farmer took the bowl and fed Jiang Wangshu, half of the porridge overflowed from the corner of Jiang Wangshu's mouth, but he still ate half of it.

"Leisure, has Hu'er's literacy and etiquette improved recently?" Ri Qin Boxian asked.

Peach Blossom Farmer shrugged his shoulders and replied, "It's still like that, I fought him again."

The tiger in the mouth of Ri Tan Boxian is the tiger of Ri Tan.

Ri Qin Boxian has a son Ri Tan Sang, and Ri Tan Sang has a wife Ri Tan, and when he was in Huanyi on the bank of the Tong River, he encountered a vicious tiger. The evil tiger hurt people, and then led the child into the mountains and forests. Hearing the screams, fishermen, farmers, woodcutters, and hunters rushed to the mountains in search of the tiger, but they did not find the lost child.

The grandson was taken away by the evil tiger, and there was a messenger in the west to report that Ri Qin Sang had died in battle, and Ri Tan Boxian was furious and ordered Jiang Wangshu to go up the mountain to fight the tiger.

In the eighteenth year of King Lihe, the hunters and woodcutters of Bashan often had a tiger carrying a young man to wander around, so he was called the Tiger of Ritan.

Ri Qin Boxian came to the front of the mound, these two mounds are his two daughters, the eldest daughter Ri Tan Xiaocui and the younger daughter Ri Tan Ruolan, as for the only son Ri Tan Sang, the bones are not cold, and he has set up a mound in Jiangcheng.

"Idle, please ask you three things, one is to teach Hu'er to read and write, and you can't waste it; The second is to take good care of your uncle," Ri Qin Boxian was silent for a long time, and then said, "If you want to go back in the future, they will help." ”

The peach blossom farmer nodded.

Ri Qin Boxian held the gui in his hand, threw it into the earthen pit, and said: "Idle, if Jiangcheng falls, you will bury this jade gui, so that my soul can return to my hometown."

Peach Blossom Nong's expression was grim, and he knelt down and said, "Grandpa, no."

"You are obedient," Ri Qin Boxian scolded, "do you want me to be a dead courtier, adrift? ”

The peach blossom farmer had no choice but to agree.

"Where's your Yujue?" Ri Qin Boxian asked.

"Brother Tiger likes it, so I sent him to play." Peach Blossom Farmer pretended not to care and said.

"Good for safekeeping." Ri Qin Boxian left this sentence and went down the mountain.

From the grass house to Bayang, Ri Qin Boxian drove away, greedily smelling the breath of Bashan along the way, his eyes were full of tears, and every hot tear recounted the deceased.

When the citrus capital was destroyed, the most cowardly Taibu Ba Liangning would not leave, and guarded the citrus capital alone.

Ri Qin Boxian retracted his thoughts and drove to Bayang.

At noon, the dense fog dissipated, and the scene of the confrontation between Song Qi and the two countries could be vaguely seen. The Qi army will be defeated.

It happened that a messenger came to report that the Chu army had broken through the Futu Pass and was marching to Linjiang City. In the Jiangcheng crisis, King Fang ordered Ba Chuang to return quickly and resist the strong enemy with all his might.

Xinli gradually quieted down, and the Song army began to slowly cross the river. It was the summer season, the water of the Fang River was deep, and the pontoon bridge was cut off by Ba Chuang, and it was difficult to cross the river.

"Han Ze, the country of Qi has been broken, there is no need to wade into the river again, our army is only eight thousand." Long Li saw that Han Ze ordered to cross the river, so he suggested.

"If you don't cross the river, how can you take the city? Just one Qi country can't satisfy my appetite," Han Ze saw that Long Li still refused to give up, so he said, "I'm the main general, you can't go if you're afraid." ”

In the end, the Song army crossed the river, Han Ze ordered the soldiers to carry the corpse and throw it into the river, and for a time the corpse cut off the Jiang River, and the Song army was able to cross the river.

Long Li felt that Han Ze was too cruel, but he couldn't fight, so he had to follow him across the river. If Han Ze knew what Long Li was thinking, he would definitely mock him, and the two of them were-for-tat, not once or twice.

"It's tasteless, the people flee from the wind, leaving an empty city." Han Ze shook his head.

"General, there is an old man at the gate of the city."

Bayang is not an empty city, there is an old man dressed in fine clothes, sitting on the ground, with a lyre in front of him.

Long Lice immediately stepped forward, and Haosheng dissuaded: "Old man, you should leave quickly."

The old man didn't say a word, but he stroked the piano in front of the eight thousand Song soldiers.

The song is the famous song "Qu Shui", which is sad and desolate.

Han Ze has always been unaccustomed to these self-proclaimed elegant styles, the sword rises and falls, and the sound of the piano stops abruptly.

"It's an empty city now." Han Ze laughed. Eight thousand Song troops went all the way down to the seven cities, and the seven cities were all empty cities, and when they arrived at Jiangcheng, it was already the second day.

The two armies of Song and Chu met at Futu Pass, and the soldiers pointed to Jiangcheng, but they did not attack the city for three days.

At this time, the people of Jiangcheng were panicked, and the king of the orange could not eat the sun and sleep at night since the destruction of the orange capital, and described as haggard.

This is worrying, the three kingdoms of Liangzhou have always had fewer exchanges than the eight states in the outside world, only fighting in their own acres and three points of land, and the biggest war was only in the past when Jianghou won six cities in a war, compared to Song Chu, it was just a small fight.

The long-term comfort made the Three Kingdoms live in peace but did not think of danger, and the Song army of 100,000 actually broke through Qidu in half a month, and destroyed Qi in less than 20 days.

Compared with Qi State, the Fang Kingdom is not much better, thirty-two cities have gone to thirty-one, and now only Jiangcheng is left.

Song Chu did not attack the city for three days, so naturally there was something important.

Teng Yun's tent, Teng Yun sat on the table, Chu sat on the right side of Huang Yan, Cai Chun, Zhai Yu, Gou Yu, and Huang Quan, and Song sat on the left side of Han Ze, Long Li, Muse, and Lian Yue.

What the generals of the two armies discussed with each other was not a matter of siege, and it was not worth mentioning.

"Teng Yun, I'll leave it here, nothing else can be argued, and all the land of the seven cities north of Jiangcheng belongs to my Song Kingdom." Han Ze looked arrogant, he was not a saint and a sage, and he didn't have so many curves.

"General Han, the Chu-Song Alliance, naturally should be ruled by dividing the river." Teng Yun said with a smile.

"The Seven Cities were conquered by my Song army, and General Teng wouldn't be unaware of the preconceived truth." Han Ze retorted.

"The seven cities are all empty cities, how can they be breached?" Chu General Huang Yan was unhappy when he saw Han Ze's arrogant face.

"The main general is deliberating, don't intervene in the idlers," Han Ze took the case and teased, "There are more than 200,000 Chu troops, and they can't be broken." My Song army is only 100,000, but it can be destroyed. The truth is told with fists. ”

Teng Yun overturned the table and said angrily: "Han Ze, are you really good-tempered? Meng Jiao's ten cities, all of them returned to Song, and you still bargained with me? ”

"Okay, let's make an agreement, three days, if Chu can't break the city in three days, the seven cities will return to Song." Han Ze said.

Teng Yun is also an arrogant corner, and three days is enough to break the city, so he said: "Three days, now, please Song Jun to watch from the wall."

For three days, Teng Yun did not dare to delay, so he personally led the army to attack the city.

The Chu army was 130,000, Teng Yun was in charge of the Chinese army, Huang Yan led the left army, and Zhai Yu led the right army.

130,000 horses and horses were like black clouds crushing the city, forcing everyone in Jiangcheng to breathe. Chu has generals Teng Yun, Huang Yan, Zhai Yu, and generals Huang Quan, Gou Yu, Shang Kun, Cai Chun and others, many generals and generals, Jiangcheng is in danger.

On the side of the fang country, the king of fang xiang xi personally supervised the battle, and beside him was the temple lords.

"Who's going to call the battle?" Teng Yun shouted.

"General, I'll go." Chu took Huang Quan out first.

Huang Quan immediately stepped forward and shouted: "The thief will break through and kill my brother, can you dare to fight?"

The younger brother of the Huang Quan clan is Huang Geng, who died at the hands of Ba Chuang in the Battle of Fuling. Ba Chuang didn't remember the defeat of his subordinates for a long time, but someone called for battle, and he went to battle.

The four rulers of the Fang Kingdom, Jiang Hou is the only one, and then Fan Di, who knows the art of war, and Ba Chuang is the third, and Acacia is the most useless.

If it is only about force, Fan Tu is still under Ba Chuang, the second in the Fang State, and only loses to Jiang Hou.

Ba Chuangce immediately stepped forward and confronted the Chu general Huang Quan. After only ten rounds, Huang Quan was defeated and turned his horse's head to escape. Ba Chuang is not a soft-hearted person, he catches up with his horse and kills him with a sword.

After losing the first battle, Teng Yun's face was gloomy, and he was about to go into battle in person to meet for a while, but was stopped by Zhai Yu.

Zhai Yu is the adopted son of her husband's family, she learns overlord marksmanship, and the weapon in her hand is the overlord gun used by her husband in his early years.

Overlord marksmanship, he has become a great achievement, and his prestige is great, how can he be compared to Huang Quan?

Zhai Yu went into battle with a gun and fought with Ba Chuang. Ba Chuang is good at using the sword, and the best thing is the knife, for him, the sword is too light, and the knife can be hearty.

Seeing that the comer was not good, Ba Chuang changed the knife. Ba Chuang's sword was only defeated by Jiang Hou's sword, and the second in the fang country.

Zhai Yu held a gun, Ba Chuang carried a knife, and both of them fought to the death, without any fancy. Thirty rounds were undecided, Teng Yun was in a hurry, and he was desperate to help him.

He was barely second-rate, but he entered the battle, disrupted the situation, and Ba Chuang resisted with difficulty and was in danger.

"With one enemy and two enemies, I will help Ba Chuang." Fan Di saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart, Jiang Hou was not there, Ba Chuang was the first combat force in the Citrus Kingdom, and he had to be anxious.

"Fan Di, you are the Taibao, be more steady," Wang Xiangxi said, "If you go, Song Jun Tengyun and Huang Yan will let the widow go into battle or the Taishi?" ”

Fan Di sighed in his heart, there were only 57,000 people in Jiangcheng, and there were very few people who could use it.

"Wang, Ba Chuang can't be defeated," Fan Di analyzed the pros and cons, "First, if Ba Chuang is defeated, Jiangcheng will have no one to fight; Second, if Ba Chuang is defeated, his morale will definitely be hit, his morale will be low, and he will be defeated without a fight. ”

Xiang Xi asked Uncle Qing what he meant, Uncle Qing nodded, Fan Di received the order, and just about to leave the city, Ling Han, the general of the Jiangzhou Military Department, asked for an order: "Taibao, I'll go."

Ling Han, fatherless, motherless, nameless and surnameless, in the winter of the eighteenth year of King Lihe, wandered outside Jiangcheng, hungry and cold, and met Jiang Wangshu.

Jiang Wangshu looked at Ling Han, who was still a teenager at the time, from a distance, his clothes were not covered, and he couldn't bear it, so he handed him three pieces of the citrus knife. There are not many citrus knives, enough for him to buy a warm clothes to survive this winter.

Ling Han didn't answer, and walked towards Jiangcheng with difficulty, his emaciated back was really pitiful, and his stubborn backbone was unusually straight.

"Who are you, where are you going, and what are you going to do?" Jiang Wangshu caught up with him and asked.

"Orphans, nameless and surnameless, go to Jiangcheng and join the army." Ling Han didn't say much.

Jiang Wangshu's eyes moistened, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, dismounted and said, "I am the Marquis of Jiang Jiang."

Ling Han half-believed and half-questioned: "Are you really Jiang Hou?"

Jiang Wangshu nodded, Ling Han fell to the ground, and said, "Please allow Jiang Hou to let me join the army."

The hard life has made Ling Han take root in the poor soil since he was a child, and he can only grow into a dogtail grass, so he has always been stubborn. Stubbornness is the last dignity of Ling Han, who has low self-esteem.

"I am also an orphan, without a father or mother, without a name or surname." Jiang Wangshu's words were so beautiful in Ling Han's ears, at this moment, he looked up at Jiang Wangshu, Jiang Wangshu was like a towering tree, he was just a humble dogtail grass. It turns out that dogtail grass can also grow into towering trees.

"Jiang Hou, please allow me to join the army." Ling Han knocked his head three times in a row, and each one chiseled out ice holes in the ground.

"Allowed," Jiang Wangshu picked up Ling Han and re-examined him. It's not so much that the clothes are not covered, but that the rags are sewn and sewn, mended and mended, barely covering the shame, Jiang Wangshu said, "What can't be decided is the background, what can be changed is fate." ”

"Please give me my name." Ling Han glanced at Jiang Wangshu cautiously, feeling that his request was a bit greedy.

The winter is cold, everything is lonely, only Lamei Linghan opens alone.

"From now on, your name is Ling Han."

For seven years, this humble dogtail frantically absorbed every piece of nourishment, growing wildly, growing wildly.

In Jianghou's absence, the glory of the Jiangzhou Army will be guarded by me, and the national fortune of the country will be shouldered by me.

Ling Han came out with a gun and stopped Zhai Yu.

They are all people who use guns, and they have no sympathy for each other, only a strong sense of war.

Zhai Yu has his pride, the overlord gun in his hand, and the twelve styles of marksmanship.

How could Ling Han not have his pride? The spear in his hand was given by Jiang Hou when he was crowned.

There are few people in the army who use guns, so he imitates spears, ge, and halberds to practice marksmanship, and the marksmanship is called Ling Han, and Ling Han drove Ling Han alone.

Ling Han only knew these two words, only this half of the poem, he had been busy practicing marksmanship for the past seven years, and he had no time to care about anything else.

They are all people who use guns, they are all leaders in the army, and the two are inseparable.

Zhai Yu uses a gun, abides by the twelve styles of the overlord's marksmanship, is skillful in marksmanship, and the moves are deadly.

Ling Han's use of guns is varied, and Ling Han's marksmanship is a collection of hundreds of schools, and he can come out as he likes.

Abide by the marksmanship, you can practice to the fullest, but if you do this, you will fall behind, so Wu Shengfu is not confined to the twelve styles of overlord marksmanship.

It's a pity that Zhai Yu is not his husband's fault, he is the same age as his husband, and he learns guns in the same year, and he is always inferior to his husband.

Ling Han gradually figured out Zhai Yu's marksmanship routine, which was nothing more than the twelve styles, it would be easy to use if he practiced with a wooden stake, but unfortunately, his opponent was Ling Han.

Zhai Yu shot straight at him, wanting to take Ling Han off the plate. Ling Han deliberately sold the flaw, just waiting for Zhai Yu to take the bait, his heart was happy, his face was still cold, he stepped on the tip of Zhai Yu's spear, and took advantage of his strength to leave. The spear flowers trembled, like ice and snow in the cold winter, blooming ice flowers one by one, and passing the skull with one shot.

Ling Han has been practicing guns for seven years, and he is waiting for this moment to become famous in a fight.

Pity! Ling Han put away the gun, secretly saying that it was a pity.

It's a pity that it's not the national disaster at the head, but what about becoming famous in World War I. It's a pity that Jiang Hou didn't see this amazing shot.

Ling Han had a cold temperament, and he didn't say anything, he had already regarded Jiang Hou as his father in his heart. He didn't know when it started, maybe it was Jiang Hou who gave him his name, or maybe Jiang Hou gave him a gun.

The person's name is Ling Han, the gun name is Ling Han, the marksmanship is also known as Ling Han, and Ling Han drove Ling Han alone.

Teng Yun was angry, Zhai Yu was a general in the army, if he was defeated in the hands of Ba Chuang, he would be better, but he really couldn't accept it if he was defeated in the hands of this nobody.

"Siege!" Teng Yun ordered the siege of the city, no longer teasing the Fang army, what if there was another Ling Han?

Ba Chuang also solved the Chu general Gou Yu with one sword, and when he saw the Chu army attacking in a big way, he didn't dare to hesitate and pulled Ling Han back to the city.

Ba Chuang's heart was bitter, and Jiang Wangshu stole the limelight in the battle of fame in the west that year, and Jiang Wangshu was born out of thin air and walked alone in Liangzhou.

At this time, he killed Huang Quan first, and then beheaded Yu Yu, so not majestic, who would have expected Jiang Wangshu's general, a young general whose name he only knew recently, turned out to be out of the mountain again, and his demeanor was not inferior to Jiang Wangshu's back then.

"Shoot the arrows." King Xiang Xi drew his sword and shouted.

The defenders of Jiangcheng occupied a favorable position, and the arrows were fired in unison, seven rounds in a row.

Jiangcheng is surrounded by water on both sides, with mountains on one side, and only an open area on the west side, so it is difficult for the Chu army to display its numerical advantage.

Teng Yun didn't care so much, he hit the wood first, the chariot followed, the foot soldiers went up again, and the cavalry on both sides covered the killing.

"Kaejo meets the enemy." Fan Di ordered.

Although Jiangcheng is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the stone is lacking, and the wood is all made of arrows, if the city gate is broken, Jiangcheng is difficult to defend, and it is a last resort to go out of the city to fight.

Fan Tuxiang went to charge into battle, but when he thought that he was no longer Zhigui, but the Taibao sitting in the rear, he had to throw away the sword in his hand with hatred and watch Ba Chuang lead the army out of the city.

Seven rounds of arrows consumed more than 10,000 people in the Chu State, and there were still 120,000 left in the Chu army, twice as many as the oranges.