Han Zhongyan experienced the first time he experienced a war, and he experienced one of the most brutal killings, hundreds of soldiers died tragically in order to protect their commanders, and the fierce iron harriers trampled their bodies, and the blood stained the land red......

For the first time, Han Zhongyan witnessed the fragility and tenacity of life, as long as he stabbed down, the head of the person flew up, and a person who was jumping around died, but there were also people who obviously had broken limbs and exposed bones, even if they were dead, they could still stab the war knife into the opponent's body with their last will, ignite the gunpowder in their hands, or grab the opponent's weapon......

Han Zhongyan was strongly shocked, and almost in an instant, his opinion of the martial artists changed completely, what kind of creatures is this? Light death, heavy brothers, heads can be broken, blood can flow, perseverance, and death without regrets.

Being able to be with these people is not a matter of being in the army, maybe it's a blessing!

The first time Han Zhongyan killed someone, he cut off the head of an iron harrier, his arm was so numb that he could barely grasp the sword, it turned out that killing people was not an easy thing, especially killing a fierce and tenacious iron harrier.

In order to kill this man, they paid the price of five people, among them was a very young soldier, Han Zhongyan remembered him, a young man who was not yet seventeen years old, he had walked around in front of Han Zhongyan's tent, and waited for two days, just to beg Han Zhongyan to help him write a letter home.

Sending the first sum he got home, he told Han Zhongyan that there were two younger brothers and three younger sisters at home, all of whom depended on his parents grinding tofu to make a living, and he wanted to kill the enemy, get a reward, and then make the family live a better life......

Han Zhongyan didn't want to deal with a vulgar kid, and he didn't want to help him, but he was afraid that he would be entangled...... Han Zhongyan finally wrote him a letter of less than 100 words, and the little soldier ran away.

It's only a month, the little soldier died in the hands of the iron harrier, he was hit in the chest by the opponent's war horse, fell out heavily, the sternum and ribs were all broken, and the blood sprayed wildly, Han Zhongyan watched the little soldier die with his own eyes, his eyes were full of nostalgia, he wanted to live, he wanted to live his parents, brothers, sisters, all his relatives!

Han Zhongyan wanted to cry very much, but there were no tears, he and Wang Deyong together, escaped from the encirclement, the eighty-year-old man, kept dancing the machete in his hand, he killed 5 iron harriers, and the blood stained the robe red.

Just as he was breaking through, a wolf's tooth arrow shot through Wang Deyong's shoulder and fell deep into the flesh. The old general gritted his teeth and continued to lead everyone to find a way out. Fighting against the Western Xia enemy soldiers again and again, there were more and more wounds, and his face became more and more pale.

They ran for dozens of miles and entered Quwu Mountain, Wang Deyong couldn't hold it anymore, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Han Zhongyan frantically rolled down from his war horse and picked up the old general.

"Han, Han Gongzi...... The old man is not done. Wang De coughed, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the ground was shaken, and the men and horses of Western Xia chased after him.

The old general immediately ordered a group of soldiers to break out and tell the news to the imperial court.

Then he caught Han Zhongyan.

"The prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty cannot surrender, nor can he become a prisoner...... Can't let the Tangut people, Yao, Yaowu, and prestige. Wang Deyong's voice became more and more urgent, and he kept coughing up blood, and he asked Han Zhongyan to kill him, and then burned the body.

Han Zhongyan can't do it, the old general has been fighting all his life, and in the end, he can't even keep the corpse, it's really unfair!

The general is shrouded in horse leather, he must protect the corpse of the old general!

In a hurry, he asked one of the Han family to change into Wang De's clothes, and his face was smeared with blood and dirt, at this time the Western Xia men and horses had rushed in, and the soldiers resisted desperately.

Han Zhongyan and the other two family members carried Wang Deyong and climbed the hillside with difficulty, at this time the iron harrier had already rushed up, and the two family members pushed down the boulder on the mountain, and then rushed down again, and fought with the iron harrier.

Han Zhongyan held back his tears, dragged the old general, climbed the mountain beam, he wrapped the bodies of the two people with his battle robe, and rolled down the hillside.

When he woke up again, Han Zhongyan was already covered in bruises, and as for General Wang, he was dead of anger.

Han Zhongyan broke a leg, and he used all his strength to drag the old general's body to a cave, which happened to be where the hunters usually rested, with firewood and hay, Han Zhongyan was afraid that the Tangut people would chase after him, so he didn't dare to light a bonfire.

However, on the second day, the wolf howled in the valley, and followed the bloody breath to find the cave.

Han Zhongyan had no choice but to use flint to light the firewood and grass, and then dragged a stump leg to keep looking for wood to keep the bonfire going, as long as the fire was not extinguished, the wolf would not dare to come.

In the end, Han Zhongyan moved all the firewood and grass around, and if he was farther away, the wolves would eat him...... Maybe it's not bad to let the wolves eat it, at least it doesn't have to fall into the hands of the Tanguts......

Han Zhongyan said in detail, he told all the process of how to break through the siege and how the old general was martyred...... Wang Ning'an and Wang Ningze's faces were black, and they were even darker than the dark clouds in the sky!

"Damn! I will kill all the iron harriers of Western Xia and let them pay for the old general's life! Wang Ningze roared at the top of his throat, like a wounded beast.

Wang Ningan gritted his teeth, "Is the Iron Harrier enough?" The whole of Western Xia should not exist! And those traitors who betrayed the whereabouts of the old general, all of them must be killed! ”

"Wang ...... Wang Xianggong, perhaps, I have a way......" Han Zhongyan said in a low voice.

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Wang Deyong was ambushed, and half a month has passed, and in the area of Quwu Mountain, the people of the Great Song Dynasty and Western Xia have been searching non-stop, and battles have often occurred.

They are all looking for it, and the Tangut people want to find Wang Deyong's corpse, and then they can use the corpse of the old general to make a big fuss. As for the Great Song Dynasty, they may still be lucky, hoping that the old general is still alive, but they are in trouble and can't get out of danger.

The two sides are battling it out......

"I've found General Wang! The old general is not dead! ”

A news spread quickly, saying that Wang Deyong was seriously injured, but under the protection of several guards, he fled to a hunter's house to settle down, and the Western Xia people did not find him, after so long, the old general finally woke up, and sent his subordinates, came to Qinzhou, and told the news to Wang Xianggong, who came from the capital.

Wang Ningan immediately decided to take 1,500 people to Quwu Mountain to meet the old general!

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"What the hell, Wang Deyong didn't die!"

In the teahouse in Qinzhou, several people in the elegant seat were whispering.

I saw a tall and thin guy among them, and said in a low voice: "Brothers, do you think it will be a suspicious formation?" ”

Another white and fat middle-aged man grabbed his yellow beard and shook his head slightly, "It's hard to say...... Wang De is 81, a handful of old bones, can he afford to toss! I think most of them are dead, and the court is afraid of affecting the morale of the army, so they deliberately say that he is not dead. ”

At this time, another guy dressed as a Taoist priest let out a strange laugh.

"I'll talk about a few people, you all seem to get the point wrong."

"What do you mean?"

"Wang Ning'an has gone!" The Taoist priest smiled strangely: "His prestige ability is much better than Wang De's, if he can kill Wang Ning'an, it is better than ten Wang De's use!" ”

A few guys looked at each other, and that's really what happened.

But Wang Ningan had already left, and it was not easy to get ahead of him. The Taoist priest smiled proudly, took out a pigeon from his big sleeve, and shook it at a few people, who immediately understood.

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"Don't look at the small pigeons, but there are many kinds, and the white ones alone include crested pigeons, flat-headed pigeons, heron whites, reversing cars, crow's necks, floral necks, iron pips, copper pips, crane sleeves, etc., and black ......"

"Stop!"

Wang Ningze hurriedly shook his head, "I said Jia ...... Brother Jia, let's talk about the right thing. ”

"Serious business...... Well, a good carrier pigeon must be carefully selected, pay attention to one twist, two arrivals, and three phases. Hold a pigeon in your hand, twist its neck slightly, first look at the opening and closing of your eyes, and then press your two fingers against its crotch. The eyes are in a hurry to open and close, and the crotch is tight for the male, and the opposite is for the female. After the male and female are distinguished, then the heads, mouths, eyes, wings, tails, claws, and flashes ......"

"Stop!"

Wang Ningze was going crazy, "If you don't talk about the point, I'll send you home and be a pigeon in a cage for the rest of your life!" ”

"Brother Jia" was frightened and hurriedly took out a pigeon from his sleeve.

"That's it...... As long as the lure pigeon is scattered, the other pigeons will follow the devil and come with it. If they want to report to Xixia, they must be flying pigeons, as long as they can stop the pigeons, they will know everything. ”

Wang Ningze grabbed the lure pigeon, turned around and ran, so angry that "Brother Jia" kept stomping his feet, "Such a fun thing, wait for me!" ”

To the north of Qinzhou, the field is vast, the grass and trees are verdant, a pigeon hovers in the air, and after a while, several pigeons appeared one after another, all of which were lured down.

One of them had a note wrapped around his feet, and Wang Ningze carefully unfolded it, only to see dense small characters written on it...... It is to the effect that Wang Ningan only took 1,500 people to meet Wang Deyong, and the opportunity must not be lost and will not come again, intercept and kill Wang Ningan, cut off the main arm of the Song Dynasty, and march into Luoyang, which is just around the corner......

"Wang Ning'an, they want to kill your brother!" Brother Jia shouted.

Wang Ningze gritted his teeth in anger, "The fox's tail is exposed, and he still wants to kill my brother!" Dream on! This time it's the dog thieves of Western Xia! ”

Wang Ningze turned over and jumped on the war horse, full of spirit.

What kind of bullshit iron harrier, let me let the Wang family iron horse teach you how powerful!

Wang Ningze turned around to leave, turned around again, and said to Brother Jia: "You stay here, follow the others, keep an eye on all kinds of news, remember not to startle the snake, wait for us to solve the iron harrier, turn around and catch these grandsons, and avenge General Wang!" ”

"Brother Jia" pouted, a little unhappy, "Why don't you take me to the front of the battle to see, how interesting the war is!" ”

Wang Ningze rolled his eyes, "It's up to you, let's die!" Obedient...... Go back and let Sanbo's fleet take you to Dali to play, that piece of land is like spring all year round, full of flowers, you must like it. ”

After speaking, regardless of whether "Brother Jia" agreed or not, Wang Ningze quickly disappeared......

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