In the first battle of Nameless Sichuan, Bugu Xuanyang fell into the hands of Ya Zhu'er, and the 30,000 elite cavalry of Chen State did not die much, countless escapees, and tens of thousands of surrenderers.

The result of the battle fell second, and the sudden ambush hit the confidence of Chen's ** team one step further, and the destruction of Chen Guo was completely irretrievable.

The luck that Dia Bird refers to is this thing.

Not only the people's hearts, but also confidence, the right and wrong thoughts and success or failure in their hearts. If people think that a nation is going to perish, no matter how strong it is, it will die unexpectedly. If the army thinks that the battle is futile, no matter how numerous and well-equipped they are, they will be defeated and scatter.

If Chen Guo can win one battle after another, even if he loses more cities and soldiers, he can still earn his luck back. But this time, he didn't have a chance at all.

The Chen ** team in the back is still moving forward, and the Chen ** team in front is turning around and running back.

Zhao Guo's 3,000 troops were like entering a no-man's land, marching fast along the way, they marched fast, and the Chen ** team that turned around and ran was going to run faster, if the generals were still running along the road, the soldiers who could not be restrained drilled into the fields, towns, and villages on both sides of the road.

Together with the infantry who crossed the Wang River one after another, there were only three or five interceptions and resistance on the halfway, but it was useless, and the scale was too small.

Tuoba is still on the opposite side of the Wang River.

The pursuit that arrived with the news had not yet reached Wang He, and the news could not reach Wang He, and he could not receive any news.

Chen's infantry had not yet completely crossed the river, and Jianbu gave the Jingkang army an order to attack, and tens of thousands of Jingkang's troops outflanked along the Wang River, and some came up from behind, trying to delay him.

He was afraid, but fortunately most of the army had already crossed the Wang River.

He found a distant relative of the family to see Jianbu, trying to increase Jianbu's wariness of Diao, not only for the moment, but also for himself in the decisive battle of the Eastern Xia army Jingkang can not interfere, otherwise hundreds of thousands of Jingkang troops will also come up, he will not be able to win no matter what.

He was afraid that he would cross the river ahead of schedule, and the morale of the army would be shaken, and the Jingkang army that came up would cause the army east of the Wang River to break up and surrender, and almost held out to the end.

In the end, there were only two palace-queen armies left that were still resisting Jingkang's army, and he crossed the river with Xingyuan.

Now he is also facing a direct battle, even when crossing the river, the process of marching, there will be a sudden battle, in order to protect his own safety, he put on his own inside and outside heavy armor, which was made when he was young, this armor is a good at wrought iron - the leader of the tribe who is about to be destroyed by him is made of a small half of the metal of his hand, weighing 126 pounds, for his heavy size, this weight is nothing. But today, he is no longer as good as he was back then, and he has been sitting in the court for many years, how can his physical strength be compared to back then? Not to mention his age, he was only thirty years old back then, but now more than twenty years have passed, plus there are injuries on his body, he will frown from time to time because the armor is too heavy.

But he had to wear the armor, out of the need to protect himself, out of a show of force, to give confidence to the soldiers, he had to wear it as if nothing had happened.

When he was leaving, the stout mount, which couldn't bear his weight, was even weaker.

When he reached the river, the raft was beside him, and the people around him scrambled to get him off the horse, but he moved a few times, and found that his legs could not cross the horse's hips again, so he waved his hand to let the people not surround him, and pressed one hand on the horse's neck, and tried hard to support his weight, hoping to get his backward leg around the horse's hips. But he failed, the horse's neck could not withstand his weight, as soon as he pressed, the horse roared and walked, as soon as he pressed, the horse shook its neck, there was no way, he had to try to lean back on the horse's hips, pull his legs from the front, the first time, he almost fell off the horse, so he hummed and sat back, the second time, he became cautious, lay his body as flat as possible, and then stretched out his legs, raised them, knocked them high, and cocked them again, but he ignored the length of his legs, and the horse's eyes reflected one leg.

Naturally, he will continue to cross his feet.

Li Jingsi finally ran past the army of Eastern Xia, reached the other side of the river, roared to drive away the soldiers who had been slowly swallowing to the shore on the raft, jumped on it violently, grabbed the penny and left.

He held fast and saw Tuoba towering as he dismounted, and shouted, "King Khan." King Khan. ”

Tuoba Weiwei didn't seem to hear at all.

He was still agonizing about dismounting.

His feet swing, but he won't kick the horse's eye.

But the horse didn't know, the horse "recovered" and was startled, ran along the river, Tuoba Weiwei almost fell, had to sit up suddenly, grabbed the horse's mane, the war horse was in pain, walked close to the water, stepped on the slippery mud, the horse "poof", and jumped on the bank of the river.

And they all cried out with a loud voice, and behold, their king of the Khan, was thrown down and fell into the river of kings.

People scrambled to get there.

But the armor was too heavy, and Tuoba was no longer young, and he disappeared into the shallow waters of the river, leaving only bubble after bubble and a burst of turbidity.

They jumped into the river and touched the place where he had fallen into the water, but found that he was no longer there.

Li Jingsi was stunned.

Thinking of Tuoba's towering eyes, remembering his generous personality like his body, remembering the strong love he had when he presided over his wedding to his daughter, and remembering the hearty laughter he made when he hugged his grandson, he "plopped" and fell on the raft...... At this time, he was just an old man who was forced to fight.

He can't even get off his horse.

His wounds are not healed.

One of the sons who stayed beside him yelled, and called the people up, and they pounced and jumped into it, and then they found him, and he tried to get up, but he slipped into it, and the people dragged him out of the river that reached to his chest, and when they saw that he could not stand, a few strong men went down, and bent down to carry him, and lifted him up, and carried him to the shore.

This heroic man who has been crisscrossing the grassland for many years is lying there, the Wang River flows leisurely, the wind blows gently, and the hoarse voice calls.

No matter what way everyone tried to control the water for him, the strong chest muscles blocked everyone's efforts.

Li Jingsi jumped ashore, hugged his crying son, and rushed towards him, Li Jingsi is the original after all, he has seen the person who fell into the water, knows how to give first aid, let people put him on the flatbed, press down the end of his head, and then help him control the water and rub his tongue.

Tuoba Weiwei was finally charged with two mouthfuls of water, and his eyelids moved.

Li Jingsi didn't know whether to tell him the bad news or not, so he knelt quietly beside him.

Tuoba Weiwei's son hugged Li Jingsi from behind, cried with joy, and shouted loudly: "Brother Brother, you have a way." Or brother, you have a way. Saved Khan's father. ”

Among the sons of Tuoba Weiwei, there is no one who is as cruel as a wolf.

Many of the leaders of the steppe could not escape the fate of fathers and sons and brothers, because the father was a wolf, the son was a wolf, and there could only be one wolf, and they had to fight with each other.

But there is no such person among the sons of Tuoba Weiwei.

Li Jingsi was also moved, and pressed his arms around him with his two hands.

The ministers next to him prostrate and shouted, "King Khan." You can't be okay. Once you have three longs and two shorts, what will we do? ”

Tuoba Weiwei coughed again.

He tried to lift his arm, but he couldn't.

However, he finally opened his eyes.

His eyes were dark, and the slaves helped him to sit down, and sat behind him to support his body. He coughed hard for a long time, staring at Li Jingsi's people, his eyes full of despair.

Li Jingsi didn't dare to tell him.

On the contrary, he judged for himself, he was not dead, he was not choked, and he was still sharp-minded. He said vaguely: "Jing Si." How did you get back. Defeated? Ambushed by him halfway? ”

Li Jingsi did not speak.

Tuoba Weiwei closed his eyes, gasped deeply, and perhaps his nasal cavity and alveoli were spicy again, and he coughed again, opened his eyes full of tears, and said, "Dia Bird, he has a kingly spirit." He knows how to fight ......"

Two words flashed in Li Jingsi's mind: "Qi number".

Tuoba Weiwei will not use the word "qi number" after all, which again says: "people's hearts." ”

He added: "It's my regret that I couldn't meet him when I was a teenager. I'm old, but he's still young. His brilliance has overshadowed those of us whose lives are dying, and who knows where his end will be? As an enemy, I hate him, and as a steppe man, I admire him. It was a big regret in my life that I couldn't recruit him to my command. Even if you kill him. ”

Li Jingsi pleaded: "King Khan." What are we going to do next? Let's surrender to Jingkang. Neither can death surrender to him. We must surrender and surrender to Jingkang, so that we can save the life of the Khan. ”

Tuoba Weiwei whispered, "I can't do it anymore." The strength in the body is empty. I'm afraid I'm going to die, and I'm going to go back to the god of Tuoba to be taught. If I am alive and young, I will take you to surrender Jingkang, we will take a breath, we will come back and defeat him, but now it will not work, I will die. If you surrender to Jingkang, you will not be treated well. The Jingkang people don't look at us steppe people squarely, but it's not the same when they surrender......"

He said with difficulty: "Although he was born in the Yong tribe, he is a grassland hero. You can only be treated well if you surrender to a man of great heart like Him. ”

Li Jingsi argued: "Why does the King of Khan think he can? Jingkang can't? Emperor Jingkang is the Son of Heaven. ”

Tuoba Weiwei smiled dismally and said, "He showed his mind to the whole world, and he wants to give me the position of prime minister, isn't that enough?" He is a generous man, so listen to me, listen to me judge him as my brother did about me, he is a generous man. ”

The crowd remained motionless.

Not only Li Jingsi, but other ministers can also accept the surrender of Jingkang, but they can't accept the surrender of Dia Bird, they hate this person too much, and this person should have been Chen Guo's house slave, if he knew through him back then.