Goro Gata said lightly: "After the old minister died in battle, Zi Shi led the troops to continue the attack, but was unexpectedly blocked by the Mongolian princess Nangjiazhen led by the Mongolian elite cavalry, and his subordinates were scattered. ”

Fujiwara Jingzi and Fujiwara Jingzi were stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "Zishi died at the hands of Princess Nangjiazhen of Mongolia? ”

Jiro Ando nodded and said, "It's true, there were many people who witnessed it at that time, and the two duel fairly, and the princess didn't cut off his head after winning as a sign of respect." ”

Fujiwara Keiji immediately got up and said, "What about people? ”

Goro Gata said: "I can't grab it, I was taken back by Princess Nangjiazhen, and after defeating them, we will take it back!" ”

Fujiwara closed his eyes, his body trembling slightly. Grief and indignation are no longer enough to describe his current mood. On the surface, he successfully besieged Cheng Yue in Akasaka Mountain, but so far, he has been losing his troops, and now even his father and nephew have died on the battlefield, can he really win this battle?

Fujiwara Keiji glanced at Fujiwara Keiji worriedly, and did not say anything more to comfort him. Fujiwara is strong enough that he doesn't need to talk too much.

After the Japanese army withdrew, the Song army immediately rested on the spot, buried the dead, treated the wounded, and seized the time to eat a little. Xia Gui still refused to retreat to the bottom pointed out by Cheng Yue, this was his insistence as a veteran, and Cheng Yue was not reluctant.

Nang Jiazhen happily returned to the Honglu Pavilion, Cheng Yue was talking with several generals, and when he saw Nang Jiazhen walking in, he smiled and said, "Look at your happy appearance, is there a harvest?" ”

Nang Jiazhen sat next to Cheng Yue. Hold his arm. Leaned on Cheng Yue. He smiled and said, "I killed a little Japanese general with my own hands today, which is the Fujiwara Zishi that the prince said." My cavalry killed nearly 2,000 Japanese, and I want to give them credit. ”

Cheng Yue let out an "oh" and said with a smile: "You're quite capable, you're not injured, are you?" ”

Nang Jia Zhen smiled and said, "That little general is still a child, so it's not dangerous at all." ”

Cheng Yue nodded with a smile, ignoring that there were other generals beside him, and gently touched Nang Jiazhen's face lovingly.

Chen Bao and Zhang Dacha walked in at this time. Seeing that Princess Nangjiazhen, who was still fighting on the battlefield just now, was as well-behaved as a Persian cat lying on the prince's lap at this moment, she couldn't help but smile.

In the end, it is the prince, and others can't compare.

When Saga saw them come in, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Where is Fujiwara's body?" Let the prince take a look. ”

Of course, Cheng Yue knew that Nang Jiazhen had successfully killed the enemy for the first time, and was eager to show him his excited mood, smiled, got up and said, "Let's go, take me to see." This is the first enemy general that Sangjia really killed. Fujiwara was young, but he wasn't an easy one to deal with. ”

Cheng Yue took Nang Jiazhen's hand and walked into the courtyard. In the far corner was a stretcher, on which was the pale corpse of a Japanese boy, neatly dressed and not bad-looking.

Cheng Yue and Wan Ze, Nang Jiazhen, Ku Tulun, Mrs. Xu and several generals stepped forward to watch. Cheng Yue listened to Nang Kazhen talk about the process of the battle, turned over the body of Fujiwara Shitoki, carefully examined the wound on his back, was very surprised, and gave Nang Kazhen a thumbs up and praised: "Bright! I may not be able to do this backhand knife, how long have you been practicing? ”

Nang Jia really raised his eyebrows proudly and said, "The prince is really powerful, I can see at a glance that it is a backhand knife." This is what I practiced in private, and it is my trick, and today is the first time I have used it. ”

Cheng Yue took out the knife that Fujiwara Shitoki was carrying on his waist, and after some observation, he nodded and said, "Good knife!" He handed it to Pu Qiu and said, "I'll give you this knife for the princess, and you can keep it." ”

Pu Qiu was overjoyed, bowed down to take the knife, and said: "Thank you to the prince and the princess for the knife!" ”

The Goryeo generals were envious again.

Fujiwara Shitoki also had a short knife diagonally inserted under his ribs, and Nang Kazhen also pulled it out, turned around and looked around, raised his hand and threw it to Jin Xin and said, "You are the son of General Jin, this is for you." ”

Jin Xin couldn't help but be overjoyed, knelt down and said, "Thank you for the knife!" ”

Jin Fangqing also hurriedly stepped forward to thank him.

Cheng Yue smiled: "Don't you keep a handful?" ”

Nang Jia Zhen smiled: "This little widow will kill too easily, and he will stay when he encounters difficult ones in the future." ”

Cheng Yue smiled with satisfaction, and took Nang Jiazhen back to the hall. Immediately afterwards, all the generals from all sides rushed to the Honglu Pavilion one after another to report the battle situation to Cheng Yue.

Cheng Yue listened to the battle report, patted his knee lightly, and said with a smile: "The sins you have suffered for more than a year have not been in vain, you have all worked hard, but the hard work is worth it." ”

As soon as Cheng Yue's voice fell, the eyes of the generals of the Song army were all red. Cheng Yue's requirements for training troops are extremely high, and all the generals are trembling, desperately leading the troops to train hard, and the sins they have suffered these days are dripping in their hearts. Now on the battlefield, the results of the training are finally clearly visible, and the emotion in their hearts is really difficult for outsiders to understand.

Zhang Shijie sighed: "Lord Wang, now I know how good the prince's training method is. If it had been before, the soldiers and horses of the Great Song Dynasty would have been dispersed in the face of such a strong enemy. Now not only did not, but repeatedly killed and injured the opponent, and twice as strong as himself fought inseparable, today's battle is the most certain one in the life of the general. Back then, Yue Wumu was a royal soldier, but that's it! It's a pity that the good generals of the Great Song Dynasty in the past have never led such elite soldiers! ”

Hearing Zhang Shijie's words, the Song generals couldn't help nodding frequently, and the Yuan generals and Goryeo generals saw the performance of the Song army today, and they also secretly admired it, and nodded yes one after another.

Cheng Yue said: "Training is not only a matter for generals, the imperial court must also cooperate, and more importantly, we must not discriminate against soldiers, but we must be proud of sacrificing our lives for the country." In the past, the Great Song Dynasty had weak troops, and most of the root of the disease was in the excessive worship of literature and suppression of martial arts, coupled with the unhealthy atmosphere in the army, and the indiscriminate command of the imperial court, even if Sun Wu was reincarnated, he would have to do nothing in vain. ”

Zhang Gui was so excited that he slapped his thigh and said, "What the prince said is true!" If it weren't for the prince in the Great Song Dynasty, would there be today's situation? Those of us who used to see those civil officials always had to nod and bow bow, and those people still loved to ignore them! The soldiers shed blood and sweat to protect their families and defend the country, where is they inferior to them? Why should they be allowed to breathe and drink? ”

Cheng Yue rarely saw Zhang Gui so excited, and said with a smile: "It's very uncomfortable to hold this breath for so long, right?" Does anyone dare to give you a look? ”

Zhang Gui hurriedly said: "Since I met the prince, I really haven't suffered this kind of idleness, and my subordinates are just angry about the past." ”

Cheng Yue said: "Forget it, with me, this kind of thing won't come back." Tomorrow is the day of the decisive victory, so go back and rest. ”

The people will be commanded, and the gifts will be dispersed. (To be continued.) )