The remnant sun is crimson, more beautiful than blood.

Today's remnant sun is like a gluttonous gluttony, with a mouth dripping with blood, as if it wants to devour all the flesh and blood in the world.

At this time, the Fengshen Ridge is more like the food swallowed in the mouth of the remnant sun, the mottled blood stains splashed on the rocks in the ridge are particularly terrifying under the chewing of the remnant sun, and the corpses placed in the rocks make this horror escalate, as eerie as hell, making people shiver in the scorching heat.

The silence of the battlefield was suffocating, because the warriors' minds were still noisy about the fight that had just ended, and the bloody scene firmly tugged at their nerves.

Wu Jue was standing on the mountainside looking down at the battlefield that had just ended, and there was no cowardice on his tired face, but because of the days of fighting, his resolute nature was stimulated. He sneered in his heart, it is difficult for the immortals of Fengshenling to be surpassed, what can the little ghost of Xixia do to me!

At this time, the clouds in the distance were like boulders, as if they were about to fall down and smash the Western Xia soldiers attacking the mountain, and the mountains below the clouds were guarded by his younger brother Wu Lan. Wu Jue looked at the clouds in a daze, muttering his brother's name.

Wu Lan couldn't help sneezing, he wiped the sweat on his face, looked at the defeated Xixia soldiers and said, "Immediately rescue the wounded and repair the fortifications!" The offensive of the Tangut people is getting more and more fierce, and then there is another tough battle! ”

The soldiers were ordered to be busy, Wu Lan was about to go everywhere to check, the orderly handed over a water bladder, Wu Lan was very thirsty, took it and drank most of it, and then carried the water bladder in a daze. It has been fifteen days, and the offensive of the Western Xia people is getting more and more fierce, and the war in Fengshenling is extremely tragic. Although every time the enemy threw down a large number of corpses and was defeated, many of his brothers also fell.

This is a test of blood and fire, and we must persist no matter what, for the sake of the people of the Great Song Dynasty, and for our own dreams.

After the two brothers went to the autonomous region with Wang De, Song Jiang immediately met them and held a banquet to wash the dust, and then the two of them entered the military school for further study. In the process of studying and living in the autonomous region, the two of them gradually got rid of the shackles of their hearts, gained a new understanding of the autonomous region, and got to know Song Jiang up close.

This seemingly ordinary man has taken an extraordinary road and brought the people of the autonomous region into a prosperous, strong, democratic, and equal paradise world. Studying in the school system has also enabled them to develop their military abilities by leaps and bounds. For his brothers, this is really like an abyss, a hidden dragon flying into the sky, and a long journey.

Now that the war is needed, the brothers and Wang De came to the northwest to defend against the enemy. This is the first time that his brothers have been on such a large battlefield, and it is also a real battlefield for his brothers to prove their abilities.

"My Wu brothers will never be a bad seed! We must make it difficult for the Western Xia people to move an inch under the Fengshen Ridge, and this battle must make the world look at my brothers with admiration! ”

Wu Luan's thoughts returned to reality, and he threw the water bladder to the orderly: "First follow me to repair the fortifications, and then visit the injured brothers!" ”

Jing Renxiao is going crazy.

At first, he planned to besiege the city on all sides, mainly attack the Fengshen Ridge for more than ten miles on both sides of the new city, take the Fengshen Ridge, and then attack the new city with all his strength after solving his worries. The Western Xia soldiers cut off all the communication between Fengshenling and Xincheng, so that Fengshenling really became a lonely mountain, and Jing Renxiao thought that Fengshenling would definitely not last for three days. Who knew that after seven days, Fengshenling was still in the hands of the Song people, and the Western Xia soldiers left a large number of corpses, and they did not even attack halfway up the mountain, but the Song army defending the mountain became more and more courageous, and they were not affected by the harsh conditions at all.

Jing Renxiao couldn't afford it, he ordered more flowers, attacking the mountains and attacking the city, as long as the new city was broken, Fengshenling was the decoration. So the cannon roared, the smoke billowed out, the fire was blazing, the killing was boiling, and in an instant, dozens of miles around the new city were shrouded in the haze of war, and everyone tensed their heartstrings to survive in the killing.

However, the attack was to blow the horn of psychological collapse for Jing Renxiao and even all the Western Xia soldiers. Because every day they are carrying all kinds of defensive weapons, risking their lives to charge the city wall, the siege tricks have been used all over again, but they can't break through the city, but the Xixia soldiers saw the bones under the city, and they had a sad feeling of rabbit death and fox death, not to mention that they are also a pile of white bones under the city tomorrow.

The city could not be attacked, and I could not sleep well. The Western Xia soldiers, who were tired to death during the day, were swimming in their dreams when they were beheaded by the sneak attack of the Song army.

Every night, in different directions and different places, there is a team of Song troops out of the city to sneak attack, if you want to prevent it, you have to not sleep, but if you don't sleep, you will have the spirit to fight again the next day. So in the tireless attack, the Western Xia soldiers were stationed far away from the city. I read books

This is already the fifteenth day, and the resourceful Jing Renxiao really understands what it means to be helpless, and has killed several generals and given many death orders, and the city is standing still. His sad gaze shuttled across the map, Fengshenling seemed to turn into a huge gourd and wrap them tightly inside, and Xincheng was an obstacle blocking them from reaching the mouth of the gourd, they could see the glowing gourd mouth, but they couldn't walk half a step towards the light.

For the Western Xia soldiers, the bad luck had just begun, and on the sixteenth day came a news that made them all lie down: Qu Duan of Pingxia City led his troops to rob their grain routes.

This was the last straw that crushed Jing Renxiao.

His already frustrated heart had completely burst at this time, and he couldn't figure out where Qu Duan, who had always been conservative, got the courage. But this is not the time to discuss Quduan's courage, what is the result of hundreds of thousands of troops having no food, he can't even think about it, he must retreat.

The retreat must be made immediately, without dragging mud and water, otherwise if the time is missed, the full man chases the hungry man and cuts, it is a one-sided situation, and the gods are difficult to save. However, the retreat must also be disciplined, not only can not tell the soldiers the truth of the retreat, but also cannot let the enemy discover the reason for the retreat, and must quickly and safely bring the team back to Western Xia.

At this point, Jing Renxiao showed his outstanding side, he did not hesitate at all, ordered the team to continue the attack as usual, and waited for the team to fail in the siege, and then Mingjin withdrew the troops, and then made the illusion of being afraid of the night attack of the Song army, moved the camp back, and retreated overnight while the Song army was not paying attention.

However, people are not as good as heaven, and God does not agree with Jing Renxiao to make a false impression to fool the enemy. Just when the Western Xia soldiers were preparing to attack the city, the wind suddenly blew, although it was not flying sand and stones, and the wind roared, but the wind was no longer in the right place to attack the city.

Jing Renxiao was secretly happy, God was helping him, he had enough reasons to withdraw his troops, and he also had enough reasons to move the camp back, because he was afraid that the Song army would take advantage of the opportunity to rob the camp.

God's enthusiasm was excessive, and the wind was raging before sunset, and the Xixia soldiers didn't even dare to bury the pot to cook, for fear that they would accidentally catch fire and burn a sea of fire. Even though they were hungry, they had to look at the other side with their eyes wide open against the wind, so as not to kill the Song army suddenly.

Of course, Zhi Yanwen would not miss the heaven-sent opportunity, the sun had just set, and the first wave of Song troops rushed towards the summer camp from all directions, and their task was not to cut people, but to set fire. When the enemy camp fired, the second and third waves of teams continued to go out of the city to chase and kill.

As expected, the fire raged under the instigation of the wind, spraying tongues of fire, and in an instant, hundreds of miles of companies turned into a sea of fire. Hundreds of thousands of Western Xia soldiers were like grass mustard floating in a flood, they could only go with the flow, and then most of them ran forward with the wind, even if there was a cliff in front of them, they would run without hesitation.

Song Jun took the robbery while the fire was taken to the extreme, chasing his ass and cutting it to a place where there was no fire, and then he was reluctant to return to the city. But none of the Western Xia soldiers stopped, and in their minds there was always a group of crazy Song people who slashed them with knives, even if they were tired to death on the way to escape, they didn't dare to stop for a while.

In the early morning, the birds chirped in the branches, as if mocking the Western Xia soldiers who were paralyzed on the ground. Jing Renxiao sat with his back against a tree, his dirty face was covered with rain, and he was wearing a small soldier's armor, and his proud imperial robe had long been abandoned by him on the battlefield. No way, nothing lives matter.

At this moment, all the Western Xia soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, with a relieved smile on their faces, they finally got rid of those annoying Song soldiers, and now they are safe. Jing Renxiao also breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't be happy, how could he explain to His Majesty when he returned home with these remnants of the defeated soldiers? And can these soldiers, who have lost more than half of their troops, still be called soldiers? There was no food, no mounts, no weapons•••••• nothing, only two legs.

Jing Renxiao couldn't help but sigh, and then fell silent. Seeing that the boss was so decadent, the deputy general next to him encouraged him in a flattering tone: "Lord Xiangguo doesn't have to be sad, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers." Wait for us to gather the soldiers, straighten out the soldiers and horses, and then try to Dongshan! ”

"Higashiyama ••••••!?"

Jing Renxiao muttered for a while, and then was stunned.

If there really is a Dongshan in the world, will there be me Jing Renxiao?

Two lines of tears slipped silently down his face.