(Second update.) ）

"Hundred Battles, forward!" A fallen warrior of the Hundred Battles Army raised his arm as he was dying, and shouted loudly with a mouth full of blood. This shout woke Meng Ping up, and he didn't know where the strength came from, he jumped up, rushed out of the military formation, and fought forward again.

smashed the head of the Xichuan soldier who was about to fall into the well, Meng Ping raised the sledgehammer and shouted: "China has been a strong country since ancient times, and China has always been a strong country. The old Qin army in Kansai, ten years of sweeping Liuhe! ”

After he finished shouting, the hammer in his hand seemed to be more agile and ferocious, and the Xichuan soldiers who rushed in front of him were killed by him one by one, and his firm steps moved forward inch by inch again!

Encouraged by him, the warriors of the Hundred Battles Army behind him, like crazy demons, attacked again, and while killing the enemy, they shouted: "Han Wu Jing rode three million, and if you don't break Loulan, you won't pay it back!" Taizong opened up thousands of miles, and the Tang Dynasty was intimidating! ”

Behind the corpse road, the enemy army in front of them, crying blood step by step, they desperately rushed towards the enemy flag, they are elite, they are warriors, they are the spear and shield of the Tang Dynasty, they protect the king, they can't fight the minister!

They used their flesh and blood to open a bloody path for the strength of the empire, and he sacrificed his life and forgot to die. They swung their blades and slashed at the heads of their enemies; They kept moving, attacking the enemy's military formation, and they were shouting: "Look at the white rise, destroy more than one million enemies for the country, and fight all your life without complaining!" Look at Wei Huo, stepping through the grassland is like strolling, don't let the thieves and slaves dare to look south! Look at Xue Li, the general's three arrows set the Tianshan Mountain, and the heroic appearance is beautiful! ”

Meng Ping buried his head in the fight, blood splashed all over, he moved forward step by step, killing the enemy step by step, the troops behind him, followed his pace closely, they only had dozens of people, but they had the momentum that thousands of troops and horses could not match!

On the other side, the other fifty heavily armored soldiers were also fighting hard, and at this time their offensive was also excited, and they shouted in unison: "The soldiers are the heroes in a hundred battles, and the horse leather shroud should not be tolerated!" Protect the army and the people for the shield of the country, and fight the unsubsidizing for the spear of the country! ”

These hundreds of warriors who went out of the city in danger and faced thousands of troops and horses had to counterattack, although they were surrounded by the enemy, their faces still did not change, although they knew that they could not do anything, they still died generously, the blood of these good sons and daughters stained the banner of the Tang Empire and the rivers and mountains of the Tang Empire!

They disrupted the position of the Xichuan army, disrupted the rhythm of their siege, pinned down the strength of the Xichuan army, and distracted Li Renhan's attention. Behind them, at the head of Xuanwu City, the comrades of the Hundred Battles Army who fought bravely were inspired by it, and their blood was boiling, they were grateful for the bloody battles of these comrades, which greatly reduced their pressure, and they were concerned about the fate of these comrades, and hated why they had not fought out of the city together.

Too many corpses, comrades, enemies, too much male blood has been shed here, hot, coagulated.

The hundred battle army at the head of the city and the hundred battle army outside the city, for the victory of this battle and the belief in their hearts, while fighting, they shouted in unison: "Protect the army and the people, and you can't fight the ministers!" Who asks the heroes of the Han and Tang Dynasties, iron bones! Who asks the heroes of the Han and Tang Dynasties, iron bones! Protect the army and the people, and you can't defeat the subordinates! ”

Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, among thousands of enemy troops, Meng Ping raised his blood-red head, he saw the flag, it was just a stone's throw away, his eyes flashed with fighting intent, his whole body was as red as blood, he killed the enemy in front of him, and shouted to kill forward.

Behind him, this vast battlefield, the enemy and the enemy are fighting endlessly, there are bloody sons and daughters dying on the battlefield every moment, they are destined to be buried in a foreign land, they may not see the victory of the war they fought for, they may not see the day when the Tang Empire is as strong as ever, but they die without regrets.

They are the soldiers of the Tang Empire, and they are the most elite soldiers in the world.

The war song echoed over this battlefield, soaring into the sky, the white clouds were dispersed, and the scorching sun was hidden, "Autumn soldiers on the battlefield!" Autumn soldiers on the battlefield! Protect the monarch and the people as the shield of the country! For the spear of the country, I can't fight the subordinates! ”

The flag was within reach, Meng Ping laughed, he had already seen Li Renhan, who was stunned and embarrassed, and from his complexion, Meng Ping could see that he clearly did not expect that the situation would develop like this!

The Xichuan soldiers in front of Meng Ping, these armor soldiers who were not afraid of death before, at this moment, facing them who were killing through the army formation, and facing the momentum of the Hundred Battle Army, they all looked shocked, and they no longer dared to come up and exchange their lives for their lives.

They hesitated, they were afraid, they hesitated, but Meng Ping saw the hope of victory, he raised his sledgehammer and shouted: "Hundred battle army, forward!" ”

"Hundred Battles, forward!" Dozens of heavily armored soldiers shouted bloody.

"Hundred Battles, forward!" Up and down Xuanwu City, 10,000 soldiers of a hundred battles shouted to shake the heavens and the earth, as if they were reading their oath from beginning to end!

"Hundred Battles, forward, forward, forward!"

The momentum of the Hundred Battles Army was like a rainbow, and all the departments launched a powerful counterattack.

They want to fight back the enemy in front of them and win the battle, which is their mission!

The sound of the golden gong sounded suddenly, and Li Renhan, who was ten steps away, took one last look at Meng Ping after giving the order to retreat, and angrily rolled up the flag and retreated.

He may not be afraid of Meng Ping's dozens of people, but he can't help but be afraid of the 10,000 hundred battle army that has been ignited now!

The Nishikawa army began to retreat in front of the city wall like a tide.

In the tide of soldiers, Meng Ping stood tall.

Together with the 30 or so heavily armored soldiers who survived behind him, he finally ushered in today's victory through the bloody struggle of sacrificing their lives to the death!

"It's all fucking stunned, kill!" Meng Ping suddenly shouted, turned around and slaughtered into the retreating tide of Xichuan soldiers.

At the head of Xuanwu City, the overwhelming cheers drowned out the noise of the battlefield.

This dilapidated Xuanwu city stands tall in the autumn wind, like Mount Tai!

Perhaps, this city is not Mount Tai, the hundred soldiers on the city are Mount Tai!

When Li Congjing received the military report about the battle of the Hundred Battles Army in Xuanwu City, it was already dark. It was written in the military newspaper: Since Li Renhan withdrew from the army, the thief army has not attacked all day.

Holding this military report, Li Congjing raised his head and closed his eyes, fell silent, surprisingly not as before, and smiled and praised the Hundred Battles Army and Meng Ping with all the staff. At this time, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

Li Congjing seemed to see the battle situation of this battle, saw Meng Ping roaring and fighting bloody among the ten thousand armies, saw the hundred warriors chanting war songs forward, saw the ruined Xuanwu City, and the flag of the Hundred Battles Army standing in the evening breeze.

The victory in this battle was not easy to come by.

What shook him was the heroic pride of the soldiers of the Hundred Battles Army who did not hesitate to fight for the country.

Through the ages, for the imperial merits, for the stability of the dynasty, and for the long-term stability of the Han nation, I don't know how many soldiers fought bloody battles on the battlefield, and the horse leather shrouded became a pile of white bones in other places. For thousands of years, their exploits have been forgotten, ignored, and not even their names have been left behind.

In this world, there can be no war, and it is impossible not to have a lot of soldiers who died in battle, but at least the people of the world should know that it is the blood of these good sons and daughters who spilled their blood on the battlefield in exchange for them to indulge in pleasure and deceit for their own selfish interests.

Needless to say, at the very least, soldiers need to be respected.

A true empire should respect its warriors.

"It's also a loss to the Hundred Battle Army, and if you are a bystander, you may not be able to hold Xuanwu City." After reading the military newspaper, someone sighed.

"Dashuai, the time has come." Mo Li said suddenly.

The timing that Mo Li said was naturally the time to send troops to Xuanwu County and fight a decisive battle with the Xichuan army.

Li Congjing nodded, leaned down and rubbed his eyebrows, "According to the opinion of the military division, which army should go?" ”

"Naturally, it's a rampage." Mo Lidao, "Among the remaining armies, the Rampage Army is the strongest, and it should be the best choice." ”

Li Congjing bowed his head slightly, and instructed Meng Songbai: "Go and call Gao Xingzhou to come." ”

When Meng Songbai received the order to leave, an urgent line report suddenly arrived from the Military Intelligence Department.

The military newspaper was personally delivered by the fifth girl, and she said: "Meng Zhixiang has left Chengdu. ”

Li Congjing frowned, unfolded the line report and glanced at it, handed it to Mo Li, and smiled bitterly, "Meng Zhixiang left Chengdu and rushed to Zizhou, and the Chengdu garrison has a secret transfer, no accident, it is also going to Xuanwu City." It seems that not only do I intend to fight a decisive battle in Xuanwu City, but Meng Zhixiang also has this idea. ”

After reading the report, Mo Li said: "Xichuan reinforcements were blocked in Xuanwu City, and they could not support Zizhou as expected, and the battle situation was already very dangerous for Dongchuan and Xichuan. Meng Zhixiang is old and spicy, and he can also see that if Wang Shi is allowed to pacify Zizhou and then sweep Xichuan, Xichuan will definitely have low morale, and people's hearts will fluctuate, and he will completely lose the initiative at that time, and can only shrink and defend. The decisive battle in Xuanwu City was his only attempt to break the current stalemate in the war. ”

"It's also the last fight, so there's nothing to be afraid of." Sang Weihan said, "The decisive battle in Xuanwu County is not without benefits to us, and the Xichuan thief army is not so active when it leaves the local area to fight." ”

Li Congjing was noncommittal, but asked the fifth girl, "Meng Zhixiang has been constantly recruiting troops, and he has also withdrawn the troops that attacked other places, how many troops will he bring to Xuanwu City this time?" ”

"There are more than 10,000 people who have been detected by the Military Intelligence Service." The fifth girl thought for a moment and replied conservatively.

"Ten thousand," Li Congjing groaned.

"Meng Zhixiang is pouring out of the nest, he is really relieved to leave Chengdu, not worried that there will be civil strife in Chengdu?" Sang Weihan's eyes changed.

"Can there be civil strife in Chengdu?" Li Congjing asked the fifth girl again. If there will be civil strife in Chengdu, it must be that the counter-intrigue has been effective, and even if the Xichuan official is about to defect to the imperial court, the military intelligence department will also know about it.

"Between five and five." The fifth girl replied, pondered for a moment, and added: "However, before Meng Zhixiang left Chengdu, he had already ordered Su Yuan to clean up the eyeliner arranged by the Military Intelligence Department in Chengdu, so the possibility of civil unrest in Chengdu is a little lower. ”

"Su Yuan was originally an official of Xichuan, and the news of the imperial court's use of troops in Xichuan was originally the first to report to Meng Zhixiang, with this relationship, it is impossible for Su Yuan not to be afraid of the court's investigation, so he will not have a bad heart for Meng Zhixiang, Meng Zhixiang used him to do this, but he chose the right person." Mo Lidao, speaking of this, he looked at Li Congjing, "What matters now is how to fight the decisive battle in Xuanwu City." ”