From under the two hills, along the indistinguishable path overgrown with grass in the mountains, 3,000 knights and 5,000 foot soldiers entered the territory of Western Xia. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Beyond the top of the mountain, there is a flat land, even in spring, the grassland is not fertile, at least compared to the Mongolian steppe that Zheng Zhi had seen in his previous life, this grassland is really barren.

The sparks are lit, and they don't illuminate many places, under the moonlight that sets in the east, you can see the continuous camp tent in the distance, and it is not appropriate to use the word camp tent, it is more like the yurt that Zheng Zhi has seen.

The horse's mouth is multi-fold, and it does not let out a little neigh.

The 5,000 foot soldiers slowly closed on all sides.

Three thousand knights were already standing in line, waiting only for the clarion call to charge. Just wait for the momentum of the foot soldiers to take shape.

Zheng Zhi rode in front of his head, trying to restrain himself in his heart not to think too much, not to think about whether there were many songs and laughter in the distance, and his children were happy.

But how can you not think about it, people are not plants and trees, whether the heart of iron and stone exists Zheng Zhi doesn't know, but Zheng Zhi is a human being in two lives, and he must not talk about the heart of iron and stone.

"Brother, let the rider come to report, and they are in place." Shi Jin lightly beat his horse and came over to report.

Zheng Zhi looked back at the three thousand experienced elites, none of them felt a trace of pity and forbearance, and they all comforted the horses with solemn faces.

Yes, these veterans, fighting is their duty, and it is also the spirit of professionalism. I don't know if they have had pity and forbearance before, but it will definitely not be anymore at this time.

"Drive!" Zheng Zhi turned his head, put away these thoughts in his mind, let out a loud shout, and galloped away.

Three thousand horses' hooves are enough to shake the earth and resound through the sky.

Shouts in the distance, lights lit one after another, and the busy figures around were slowly visible.

Three miles away, the horses galloped, but only for a moment.

The wooden gate of the fence was in front of him, Zheng Zhi lightly retracted some horse speed, and shouted: "Crash into it!" ”

More than a dozen fast horses came out on the left and right, and they rushed straight to the wooden gate of the fence without hesitation.

When the horse saw the obstacle, he naturally wanted to stop, but the owner on this back still struggled to whip the horse's back, just because the general had an order to crash into it!

The people kept rolling over on their backs, and the wooden gate of the fence really couldn't stop such an impact, and they fell to the ground.

Even if the man who fell to the ground broke his hands and feet, he quickly climbed to the side to make way, but the torrent of three thousand iron horsemen only reached a few dozen steps.

As soon as he entered the gate of the village, a member of the party, Xiang Dahan, rode a horse and went straight to Zheng Zhi with a gun, and there were dozens of men who had been temporarily organized behind him.

These people shouted in unintelligible language, all kinds of weapons, most of them unarmoured, and the horses sat down very quickly. The party is a good horse, and it is also a well-known healthy horse.

The war has started, the five thousand foot soldiers on the periphery are quickly encircled and killed, everyone is running wildly with their legs, and the military order is like a mountain, and they must quickly close the siege, and they can't go Qiang people.

"Die!" Zheng Zhi's iron spear swept forward, no moves, no trials, only strength and speed.

Under the hedge, he died after falling off the horse.

As soon as the two of them were swept down, the spear of the leading Qiang man stabbed at Zheng Zhi, and he shouted loudly, as if he was scolding and puffing up.

Zheng Zhi picked up the spear and put the stabbing spear aside, the healthy horse was still galloping, and Zheng Zhi took advantage of the situation to cross the tail of the spear.

The tail of the spear struck the man in the abdomen with the swiftness of the horse. The man flew out and rolled off into the distance.

There are more and more Qiang people in front, and there are hundreds, even those with daggers and knives in their hands also come out to meet the enemy. It shows the courage to defend the homeland.

It's a pity that courage can't change anything, in the face of these thick-armored spear knights, in the face of these elite soldiers of the Western Army, they can only fall to the ground in a pool of blood when they go up with their flesh.

There was one of the largest tents ahead, and anyone would know that it was the center of the tribe.

Three thousand knights went straight and fought along the way, without the slightest hindrance.

Hundreds of party members also gathered in front of the tent, some on horseback, others running wildly on their legs.

The Luda treasure knife is invincible, that is, the arm holding the knife is wet with blood.

The spear in Shi Jinlin Chong's hand has killed countless people, and it is no less bloody than Zheng Zhi's spear.

Sun Shengchao has been in front of Zheng Zhitou, when he hit the door just now, he was a member, and at this time, he didn't know where to grab the horse, and chased after him.

The young Gai Yi has been following Shi Jin, when he first met the enemy, he was still nervous, at this time, the spear only cared about stabbing fiercely, and he didn't care whether the assassination failed or not, his eyes were already blood-red, this was the kind of bloody madness that went into battle for the first time, and there was no trace of reason in his mind.

Hundreds of Qiang people, where is there enough for these Northwest Army Han to fight, there will not be much left in a moment.

There were many people rushing out of the largest tent at this time, the first one with gray hair and leather armor, but he also stepped forward with a scimitar, followed by more than a dozen old and young men of the party, all wearing leather armor.

"Song Dog, don't die well!" The white-haired old man in the lead spoke a Song language. This is also the first Song language that Zheng Zhi heard when he entered the camp tonight. Although the accent is a little weird, it is clear to hear. The tone was infinitely angry and sad.

Zheng Zhi rushed up in an instant, the horse stopped suddenly, and turned around and ordered: "Luda continues." ”

The battalion commander made Lu Dama take the soldiers to kill elsewhere without stopping, leaving only Sun Shengchao with 100 personal soldiers to stop here with Zheng Zhi.

"The two armies were at war and had to fight. Leave you decent. Zheng Zhi pointed the spear in his hand forward, but his expression was very fierce. This old man is obviously the leader of this tribe, and to keep a decent face is to let him kill himself.

The Qiang people of the entire tribe have already been a mess, and between these three thousand iron horsemen rushing left and right, there is still much strong resistance. Many members of the party have fled the country.

But it is a 5,000-foot pawn, and the spears are already coming, where is there still a way to escape.

"I've fought with you, Song Dog." The old man's eyes were already bloody, and he rushed straight up with a scimitar, and more than a dozen old and young men followed closely behind.

Zheng Zhi closed his eyes and said firmly: "Shoot!" ”

Attacking the camp in front of the head, it is a waste of time to take a strong crossbow to shoot, but at this time, it is to take out a strong crossbow, step on the winding, and shoot directly with a strong crossbow at the flat end. The military formation shot from a distance, how many throws, but at this time it was a flat shot.

The feather arrow entered the body, and the natural blood splashed, and at such a close distance, the feather arrow passed through the leather armor and directly crossed the body.

The old man of the party and the five or six people in front of the head were like hedgehogs, and there were seven or eight people behind them, holding the corpses on the ground and shouting.

Zheng Zhi also seemed to be unbearable, so he lowered his head, this is a human tragedy, these dozen old and young Qiang men are obviously the children of a family.

Zheng Zhi, who lowered his head, couldn't give the order to shoot again for a long time.

"Stop, stop!" It was the Song people's Chinese dialect coming from the front, but it was a sharp female voice.

Zheng Zhi looked up, and inside the tent, seven or eight old and young women came out, and a young woman in front of him ran and shouted.

The rest of the women all ran to the corpse on the ground, and only the girl who spoke Chinese came straight to Zheng Zhi.

"Stop, stop, you've won, you've won, what else is going on?" This girl has already rushed to the front, dressed up, half Song and half Qiang, with a Song Luo skirt inside, a Qiang man's fur outside, a headdress similar to a Song people's cloud bun, and an ornament on her head is a Song style.

Zheng Zhi looked at the teary-eyed girl, was silent for a moment, and slowly spoke: "Your tribe, slaughter it today." You can be with your family, and you should be decent. ”

"Why do you have to do that... Why? What we are doing wrong ... Don't you read? What about benevolence and righteousness in the Song people's books? How so? Why.... The girl screamed loudly and only asked why, hoarse.

"If you don't study, Song Xia has been fighting for many years, won't your tribe send troops? Haven't you ever killed the Song people? Zheng Zhi's tone rose suddenly, and this sentence was also the salvation in Zheng Zhi's own heart.

"How can you let my people go?" The girl suddenly suppressed her hoarse cry, and her tone became firm.

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