Jia Changchao gave Ouyang Xiu double care, and the old master was so moved that he was reluctant to wear it, so he gave one to Wang Ning'an. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The two veterans were dressed neatly, Ouyang Xiu's back was bent, and Jia Changchao couldn't move, and he had to be held by someone before he could move forward.

As for Wang Ning'an, although he is the youngest, he is a dragon and a tiger, and he is lofty. Ouyang Xiu was stunned, could it be that this is Jiangmen Huzi, born with divine power, it is really amazing!

The old master subconsciously swept Wang Ningan's back, almost dying of anger!

Yaya's, the second half of the nail leaf was thrown away, Wang Ningan only came out wearing half of the step armor, only 30 pounds, he was a thirteen-year-old boy, and he had been exercising for a long time, so it was not difficult to bear it.

"If the clothes and armor are not neat, how can you face the enemy?" Ouyang Xiu made it clear that he wanted to see Wang Ningan's jokes, and forced him to wear them all.

Our Wang Erlang didn't care, and said sternly: "Late born to fight, there is no advance or retreat, what kind of armor do you want on your back, is it so difficult that I will turn around and run away?" ”

What a powerful reason, what a powerful explanation!

At the risk of breaking his neck, Jia Changchao turned his head and glanced at Wang Ningan meaningfully.

You kid told the lie impassionedly and shamelessly, you really have the style of the old man back then!

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Anyway, when Jia Changchao and Ouyang Xiu were neatly draped and appeared in the open space of Shuai Ya, they were still very shocking. The guards, the soldiers, and the messengers were all moved when they saw the majesty of the two elders who were as majestic as a mountain -- in fact, they couldn't move.

Jia Changchao stiffened his back and said majestically: "It's just a thief, it's not worth mentioning, why don't you make a move, let this descendant command for the old man." ”

is really worthy of the shameless Jia Xianggong, and suddenly put the responsibility on Wang Ningan. He waved his hand and asked people to hurry up and get a circle chair, otherwise his old waist would be broken.

Ouyang Xiu, who is usually very honest, didn't know what was going on at this time, and said in a general way: "Wang Xian's nephew is the queen of the gate, and he has won the true biography of the old man, and he is unique, with his command, the old man is 10,000 at ease." Let the old man accompany Jia Xianggong to play chess, and wait for the traitor to disappear! ”

Two circle chairs, a table, and a chessboard, Jia Changchao held black, Ouyang practiced white, and the two old guys actually played against each other in public.

Especially Jia Changchao was even more supportive, and he leaned back on the chair, supporting his head with his hands, not to mention how calm and confident.

Seeing that people were dumbfounded, what is a weightlifting is light, what is the style of a general, I finally saw it. Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, his face did not change, Jia Xianggong, enough men!

The courage of the soldiers was suddenly inspired, and Jia Xianggong was not afraid, not to mention that we had a cheap life, and we fought hard!

Everyone is united in hatred and morale.

Only Wang Ningan understands that these two old people can't stand up at all.

He turned to the two of them, turned his back to the soldiers, and said with a calm face: "I can command, there is only one thing, even if you die, you are not allowed to move the place, you two just pretend!" ”

Ouyang Xiu rolled his eyelids, nodded weakly, and Jia Chang waved his hand, which means I know.

Wang Ningan turned around and said loudly: "Everyone wait, assemble immediately, strictly guard the Shuaifu, dare to disobey the order, and make a decision!" ”

After announcing the order, Wang Ning'an immediately divided all the horses of the Shuaifu into five teams, each with about 100 troops, four of which were guarded on all sides and one was used as a reserve.

Ten thugs of the Wang family formed a law enforcement team, and whoever dared to retreat would be killed immediately.

Just as they were getting ready, the shouts of killing were getting closer and closer.

The conflict of the Yang family can only cause a little difficulty to Manichaeism, in fact, the people and horses of the brigade are still gathering, the entire Daimyo's Mansion, the most valuable is the Shuai Mansion, as long as it is taken down, the entire city will fall into the hands of Manichaeism!

At dusk, the Manichaeans launched their first attack, and their dense formation, man after man, like a torrent, rushed towards the Shuaifu.

Screaming and scolding madly, venting the excitement in their hearts, their eyes were red, like a group of mad beasts, as if they did not know the pain and death, the bows and arrows were scattered, some fell, but more people were replenished, not knowing life and death, fearless of everything.

Their fanaticism makes the scalp tingle, and from the inside out, a cold wells up.

A madman who doesn't even care about his own life, let alone the lives of others, if you want to live, the only way to survive is to defeat them! Kill them all!

Wang Ning'an led the team of superintendents, roared loudly, driving everyone to fight hard, around the wall of the Shuaifu, the two sides were short of each other, the Manichaean people suffered heavy casualties, and the defending side was not comfortable.

Every moment there is a life gone, once the officers and soldiers fall into the hands of the Manichaeans, they will be dismembered by the blades, chopped into a pile of meat and puree, the terrible shouts make people cold from the bones, Ouyang Xiu and Jia Changchao's fingers are constantly shaking, and the palms of their hands are cold sweat.

Bang, an arrow fell to the ground, bounced up again, and hit Jia Changchao's helmet, very light, but this time, the old man's soul almost flew.

"I, I'm dead!"

Ouyang Xiu roared in a low voice: "Jia Ziming, like a man!" ”

As soon as the words fell, his head seemed to have been hit by a hammer, and there was a buzz, and the old master was almost frightened to death. Fortunately, the helmet was thick enough to not lose his life.

Two old guys, you look at me, I look at you, all of them are shocked, between life and death, it's really not a joke! They can only pray that Wang Ningan can defend the Shuai Mansion, otherwise it will really be over......

Wang Ningan looked at the morning star in the sky with his hands behind his back, it seemed that it was not far from dawn, it was time to give them a good look, he muttered to himself!

"Throw"

More than a dozen sturdy soldiers, in accordance with Wang Ning'an's order, rushed up to the wall with the jar in their arms, and threw it out with all their might, the jar shattered, and a lot of viscous liquid splashed out from it, which was not lethal at all, and the Manichaeans laughed uncontrollably, not caring at all.

Their archers also killed two soldiers, and they were very proud.

"Put!"

The short spear in Liang Dagang's hand was wrapped in sulfur, and the flame crossed a perfect arc, bang, and the fierce fire oil thrown out in an instant was hot, and it burned rapidly, and a huge flame rose into the air, and one after another fierce fires engulfed more and more Manichaeans.

When the Song Dynasty defended the city, it used fierce fire oil, and the Daimyo's Mansion was an important town, so it was impossible not to have it. There was no fierce fire oil tank in the Shuaifu, Wang Ningan just found a large pit one zhang long, which stored fierce fire oil.

Lacking a launcher, he had to use an altar, but it seemed to work well, and hundreds of Manichaeans were engulfed in fire on the street in front of the mansion.

The soldiers at the head of the wall kept firing arrows, hunting the enemy covered in fire, and the thick black smoke choked everyone coughing, everyone gritted their teeth and killed with all their might, and the more they killed, the safer they became......

The Manichaeans on the front finally retreated, and before everyone could catch their breath, they were in a hurry again.

Wang Ningan did not hesitate to send the reserve team up, and sent twenty jars of fierce fire oil, and soon, the Shuai Mansion was surrounded by fires, and the soldiers were suffering, and the legendary hell was nothing more than that.

In the past, maybe they would have been defeated a long time ago, but fortunately, Wang Ning'an arranged it properly, and the two bosses were not afraid of danger, and the soldiers mustered up their courage and desperately held on.

The fierce fire sobered up the Manichaeans a lot, and seemed to know the power, but they were still unwilling to give up, and more people gathered to prepare for the final fatal blow, leaving them with little time.

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"Bring me the gift I prepared, it's time to come." Wang Ningan climbed to the top of the Shuai Mansion and observed the situation outside.

Suddenly, shouts of slaughter were heard from the east and west, and two bands of men and horses crashed into the Manichaeans. The originally chaotic battlefield is even more chaotic.

"Here's your chance! Lift the head up. ”

Wang Ningan hurriedly rolled down from the roof, and gave an order eagerly, and in an instant, a tall flagpole was erected, with a bloody human head hanging on it, and the soldiers of the Shuai Mansion shouted together: "The head of the king thief is here, surrender and don't kill!" ”

The already chaotic Manichaean congregation, when they heard this explosive news, became even more confused, some were afraid and exclaimed, some were desperate and howling, some were rushing, some were retreating, and all at once it became a pot of porridge.

And the real king was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he roared wildly, "They are lying, when did Lao Tzu die?" ”