Chapter 417: Kill a Warm Sun

Maybe Yang Zaixing's words didn't work now, but when the Dingguo army squeezed Yang Weizhong's men and horses together, some people chose to surrender. From the very beginning, no one was willing to fight this battle, especially the children of Hebei had just experienced the battle of Liao, they hated the Liao people, and now the imperial court let them attack their own people, where can they afford to raise their spirits? Everyone surrendered, Yang Weizhong did not stop him, and he didn't want to add casualties, but he still had to fight this Yang Zaixing.

I have long heard that there are many generals in the Dingguo Army, among which Yang Zaixing is even more brave and extraordinary, and he is the leader of the younger generation. A thick-backed knife, a bright silver gun, the knife is like a wind, the gun is like a swimming dragon, dozens of rounds have passed, Yang Zaixing saw the opportunity, retreated, and the tip of the gun slammed Yang Weizhong's lower abdomen. Yang Weizhong instinctively held the knife to block, but he didn't expect the silver spear to spin suddenly, the back of the knife was hit, his right hand was numb, and the thick-backed knife almost fell to the ground. And Yang Zaixing will not let go of this opportunity, the spear shook, knocked Yang Weizhong's left shoulder, under the huge force, Yang Weizhong was knocked to the ground with a muffled snort, and the surrounding Dingguo soldiers immediately pounced on Yang Weizhong and tied Yang Weizhong firmly.

The west side of Xiaoyue Peak Dazhai was the first to start a war, and the first to attack Dazhai was Yang Zaixing in the north. After entering the village, he divided his manpower to help the people in the west, and the rest followed Zhao Yougong to the big tent of the Chinese army. At this time, the troops near the big tent were empty, and occasionally people came up to stop them, and they were also killed by the Dingguo army. Tong Guan sat in the tent, uneasy, he knew that he couldn't hide this time, so what would Zhao Yougong do to him?

As the sun approached, there was a hint of fish belly white in the east, and there was already a sound of killing outside the tent. No need for Tong Guan's command. Jing Kuo, the commander of the pro-soldiers, had already drawn his knife and walked out of the big tent. Jing Kuo is burly. Standing in front of the master, his helmet had already been removed, and his face was cold, like the Dian Wei who had died of the protector. Seeing Zhao Yougong leading people to kill, Jing Kuo snorted coldly, raised his knife to meet him, Yang Zaixing handed the bright silver spear into the hands of his own soldiers, and drew his saber to meet him. Jing Kuo is not Yang Zaixing's opponent after all. More than a dozen rounds later, he was punched in the lower abdomen by Yang Zaixing, and while he was lying down, Yang Zaixing raised his knife and cut off Jing Kuo's head.

Jing Kuo's death also became the last straw that crushed the camel, Yang Zaixing roared loudly, and the officers and soldiers guarding near the big tent all prostrated on the ground and threw away their blades. After Yang Zaixing cleared a qiē obstacle, the soldiers of the Dingguo Army opened the tent curtain. With the entire big tent under control, Zhao Yougong exhaled a long sigh in the face of the dawn glow. Then he walked into the big tent and looked at the man sitting in front of the bookcase, the scenes of the past came to mind, and the memories came flooding back like a tide.

Zhao Yougong looked at Tong Guan, why wasn't Tong Guan like this? After not seeing him for a few years, he found that Zhao Yougong had changed a lot, his eyes had changed, his momentum had changed, and this young man was very much like Emperor Zhezong when he was young. At that time, Emperor Zhezong was not yet twenty, and he already had the arrogant courage to kill the low and noble heads of the Tangut people even if he paid a big price. If Emperor Zhezong is a royal sword, and this young man is like a bloody knife, he is more heroic and stronger than the previous emperor Zhezong. Thousands of people have passed in a hurry, and Bianliang is still prosperous, but the people in the world are no longer the same as they were back then, and now Zhao Yougong has already become another person in addition to his handsome appearance.

"Tong Shumi, I haven't seen you for many years, you are old" For Tong Guan, Zhao Yougong does not have much hatred, this person leads the army as a eunuch, he wants to have his wrist and right wrist, he must be bold and courageous, he must be ruthless and ruthless, if he was born in the Yongle period, maybe it is another Zheng He.

Tong Guan only smiled bitterly, stroked the messy hair on his forehead, and said softly, "It's a lot older, and His Highness has matured a lot." His Royal Highness was a good means back then, and he actually concealed it from the world. ”

"Tong Shumi's award, it's not because of how superb this king's methods are, but because you have never taken this king seriously. If people have a heart of contempt, they will lose their minds, and if their minds are blocked, how many things can they see clearly? ”

Zhao Yougong found a seat and sat down, Tang Dao was in his hand, raised it slightly, and asked with a smile, "Tong Shumi, do you know what the name of this knife is?" ”

"I don't know, I hope His Highness will tell me!" In a critical situation, Tong Guan is calm, maybe he is called a thief, but he still has a mind that ordinary people don't have.

The corners of Zhao Yougong's mouth crossed a strange arc, his eyes narrowed, and his two sword eyebrows were slightly raised, "This sword, the name is King Qin, what does Tong Shumi think of this name?" ”

Qin Wang Knife? Sure enough, it is full of sharpness. The soldiers gather in the pass, the loess is all over the world, and the Central Plains is determined by one sword, which is called the King of Qin. Since the Qin and Han dynasties, there have been countless kings in the world, but only the king of Qin is the most noble, because the king of Qin, the position of the prince, and the ambition of the world. Warring States Yingzheng, Li Shimin in the Tang Dynasty, Zhao Defang in the Great Song Dynasty. The King of Qin, representing Guanzhong, is not like the King of Chu, not like the King of Xiang, and those who are promoted to the King of Qin will enter the world, and if they retreat, they will die. Tong Guan's heart was full of bitterness, maybe he should have thought about it a long time ago, this son has never forgotten the past, he wants to take back what should belong to him, maybe he can't get the position of the prince, but he can get to the position of the king of Qin. A King of Qin is not only a title, but also a person who understands his ambitions.

"Good name, Your Highness has great ambitions, but don't forget jì, the blade is too rigid and easy to break, and the tree is too tall and easy to fall!"

"Hehe, as long as you can kill people and become determined to kill people, what if the knife is broken? What's more, this king thinks that this sword is the most precious thing in the world, and what kind of blade can resist it? There is a soaring arrogance in the words, Zhao Yougong is very confident, this self-confidence comes from the bone marrow, growth and the river of blood. He will not be defeated, never will, even if the road ahead is difficult, so what is there to fear?

Tong Guan's heart seems to be filled with a pot of ice water, so cool and cool, if he wants to be the king of Qin, he will definitely be able to be it, because Tong Guan knows very well that now the Liao has been defeated, the army has suffered heavy losses, and there are civil unrest, and it is impossible for the Great Song Dynasty to gather more than 100,000 troops to conquer Guanzhong. If you can't kill Zhao Yougong, you have to acquiesce, not to mention, this son's heart is as black as ink, ruthless and abnormal, if he really pours the whole country into crusade, who knows if he will make any crazy moves?

"Your Highness, you won this time, can you sue Sù Tong, how do you plan to deal with Tong? Is it to kill and shock the imperial court? ”

"Nope! Tong Shumi's loyalty to the country has taken great pains and efforts, why did this king kill you? There are many ways to deter the imperial court. Isn't it? Does Privy Tong think that 30,000 lives are enough? "I'm laughing though. There was a ruthlessness in his eyes. Just one glance, he stared at Tong Guan and shuddered. 30,000 lives, the terrible Zhao Yougong, is he a madman?

At the west end of Xiaoyue Peak Dazhai, the Xijing garrison commanded Jing Fuer to hold a halberd to resist the crazy influx of Dingguo Army, this Jing Fuer was born with divine power, and therefore was valued by Liu Guangshi, and many soldiers of the Dingguo Army had died under the Jing Fu Halberd. Lin Chong felt a wave of anger in his heart, picked up several officers and soldiers in front of him, and rushed towards Jing Fuer. Jing Fuer knew Lin Chong, and when he saw Lin Chong coming, he shouted loudly, "Lin Zitai, as the head of the forbidden army, you don't want to repay the emperor's kindness, but you are a traitor, and you really should be killed." ”

"Jingfol. Close your beak, Lin is worthy of the sky. Worthy of the ground, how can you be the same, don't distinguish between black and white, be the blind man with eyes and beads! ”

"You thief, eat Lao Tzu's halberd!" The one-handed halberd used by Jing Fer was wielded with great force and agility, like a spear that was a few inches shorter. Lin Chong's marksmanship is outstanding, he uses his internal force, a spear flower, and covers the halberd in it, Jing Fuer screamed violently, wanting to break through the obstacles created by Lin Chong. It's a pity that Lin Chong is not a mediocre hand, how can he let him get his wish, see the opportunity, his body forward, through like lightning, a silver spear pierced Jing Fuer's chest, and then instantly withdrew, blood gushed out, Jing Fuer knelt on the ground with a halberd.

Niu Gao rushed over and kicked Jing Fuer, glaring at the bull's eyes and shouting, "Jing Fu is dead, those who descend will not be killed!" ”

After many confrontations, most of the officers and soldiers have been scared by the fierce killing of the Dingguo Army, and now the generals Jing Fuer is dead, and the soldiers of the Dingguo Army are pouring in from the north to help, and the remaining more than 3,000 officers and soldiers have all chosen to surrender. The west side of the village was captured, the cookies in the south are also struggling to support, and the courage of the high pet is by no means something that the cookie can resist.

At three o'clock, the morning sun is rising, and the sun penetrates the clouds and sprinkles on the Xiaoyue peak in the early morning. The once Xiaoyuefeng Dazhai was full of corpses, and overnight, the imperial court soldiers and horses were killed and injured countless times, and there were tens of thousands of people when they were counted.

The Dingguo army won, and Zhao Yougong also accompanied Tong Guan to the outside of the tent, looking at the Dazhai after the war, full of messes, Tong Guan's heart has already trembled, Zhao Yougong said that he used 30,000 lives to deter the court, and he did it. There were more than 10,000 people in Xiaoyuefeng and Dazhai overnight, and more than 13,000 people died in the siege yesterday, plus Liu Guangshi's department, which was almost wiped out, isn't it just enough for 30,000 people? Hehe, a total of more than 50,000 people in the army, in just over 20 days, more than 30,000 lives were lost, how capable is this Zhao Yougong?

Legend has it that he killed more than 100,000 Liao soldiers in one go, and there are many people who don't believe it, but today he believes it, because the truth is right in front of him. In the face of the predicament, he dared to kill, and he also had the ability to kill.

Facing the rising sun, several personal soldiers escorted Wang Ping up, Zhao Yougong slowly pulled out the Qin Wang knife, and under the sun, the black Tang knife glowed with a faint color. What Zhao Yougong was going to do, Wang Ping seemed to have guessed, he knelt on the ground and crawled over, crying constantly, "Your Highness, please, please, the little one is willing to surrender, as long as the little one is not dead, the little one is willing to saddle before and after the horse."

Wang Ping said a lot of words, and he was also very emotional, but Zhao Yougong didn't listen to it, but just sighed, "Wang Rulin, if a person like you lives, how many sons will my Great Song Dynasty have to die, if it weren't for you, how could my hundreds of thousands of troops in Hebei become sheep under the sword of the Liao people, you should die, you should have died a long time ago!" ”

There is no boldness in the words, only ruthlessness, only ruthlessness, among the defeated soldiers, there are some soldiers who have experienced the defeat of Hebei, and now listening to Zhao Yougong's words, some people have burst into tears, an older soldier knelt on the ground, and cried loudly, "Kill Wang Ping, kill Wang Ping Wang Ping die, the little one is willing to die and follow His Highness"

One person knelt down, two people knelt down, and in the long-lasting voice, more than two thousand people knelt down. Zhao Yougong did not hesitate, he held the Qin Wang knife back, the cold light wiped it, and the corpse fell to the ground gently.

"Cut off Wang Ping's head and announce it to the world, such villains, the court will not get rid of them, and this king will do it!"

Tong Guan looked at the young man standing with a knife, the sun was shining on his shoulders, but it brought one cold after another, if he really had a wrist and a scheming, he was killing, but when he was killing, he was also winning the hearts of the army, perhaps, when this news spread all over the world, no one in the Great Song Dynasty soldiers disliked him, right? The court does not remove him, it is obvious that he wants to replace the court, and it is obvious that he wants to be a chaotic minister and thief, but no one is disgusted, because his approach is very happy.

Yang Zaixing came to Wang Ping's corpse, raised his knife in his hand, and cut off the abominable head.

Wang Ping, history should remember this person, because of him, the Baigou River was broken, because of him, Zhao Ming's troops were defeated, because of the tragic death of hundreds of thousands of troops in Hebei under the sword of the Liao.

Zhao Yougong was intoxicated with cheers, he didn't know if he liked it, and he didn't know if he was really drunk, he just wanted to enjoy it here.

There are warm suns and slanting suns, winds sweeping the four fields, mountains and grasses wandering, watching swords dance, the fall of living beings, how many Loulan, how many hometowns. Weishui is far away, people are in dreams, hearts are far away, who holds up a journey, cloaks hunting, heroes cover the world, a shout, roaring all the men are heroic, the sky is merciful, people are more utopian, because here is tender, this is a barren group, killing place. (To be continued......)