When Meng Yanyi decided to leave Chengdu, she didn't know that Meng Zhixiang had traveled through Longmen Mountain, and she was about to leave the mountain pass. At that time, Meng Ping, who was at the head of Xuanwu City, had a somewhat ugly face.

"General, the southern wall has collapsed again! This is the fourth place where the southern wall has collapsed! A small colonel in tattered clothes and armor drove his horse at a gallop, ran up to the city with his hand, and reported to Meng Ping.

"Got it." The fierce battle seemed to be endless, and Meng Ping in the center of the storm stood still.

"General"

"What else?"

&nb{pig}pigisland{small} said 3W.zHUzhuDaosp; "General, the wooden girl wall has been exhausted!" Xiao Xiaoxiao's face was anxious, "There is nothing left to fill in the collapsed city wall!" ”

"So what?" Meng Ping turned around and looked at the junior colonel coldly.

"General"

"The city wall is lost, and the main general who defends the wall is killed; The Lord will die, and he will behead all of them; All Yu is waiting for death, and the commanders are all beheaded! Meng Ping's tone was cold and ruthless, "What Ben Jiang means, is it clear enough?" ”

"Humble and clear!"

"Oh?" Meng Ping replied indifferently, "What does Erbu intend to use to fill the collapsed city wall?" ”

"There is no wooden female wall in the southern city, but there are still more than a thousand soldiers with flesh and blood!" The little colonel gritted his teeth and said this word for a word, turned around and ran down the city, and rode away.

"General, the thief army has broken through the outer city gate!" Yang Chongba ran over and said to Meng Ping urgently.

"Broke through the outer city gate, isn't there an inner city gate?" Meng Ping didn't look at Yang Chongba.

"The generals and thieves are offensive, and the generals who took the lead in rushing into the city of Wengcheng are brave, and the soldiers may be difficult to resist"

"The thief army is brave, don't I have a brave general in the hundred battle army?" Meng Ping sneered and glanced at Yang Chongba, "What are you still doing here?" ”

"General"

"I will give you half an hour, if you can't drive all the thieves out of the city, you don't have to come back." Meng Ping's tone was cold and unquestionable.

"Yes, General"

"Wait!" Meng Ping untied the horizontal knife at his waist and handed it to Yang Chongba, "This knife was given by the marshal in the past, and he has killed countless enemies with the general, and today he will hand it over to you, I hope you can live up to the expectations of the marshal and the general." After Yang Chongba took the long knife, Meng Ping looked at him and said in a deep voice: "If you die in battle, Ben will personally collect the body and support the coffin for you." ”

"Don't worry, the general will go!"

In a short time, Lin Xiong, who was mottled with blood stains on the iron armor, rushed over with a few personal guards, and said to Meng Ping: "General Meng, when the Hundred Battles Army attacked the city before, the blow to the city fortifications was too great, and the damage to the city was too strict. General Meng"

"General Lin!" Meng Ping interrupted Lin Xiong sharply, stared at him and asked, "General Lin also came to tell the general, can't the city be defended?!" ”

"General Meng!" Lin Xiong pointed to the surrounding city walls with a red face, "Why don't you take a look at what Xuanwu City is like now?" At the head of this city, there is still a place where there are not a few bandits within fifty paces? The thief army that attacked the city is almost catching up with the hundred battle army at the head of the city! This is not even the thief army that poured into the city from the collapsed city walls, broke through the city gates and attacked the urn city! General Meng"

"General Lin!" Meng Ping shouted Lin Xiong's words, and then sneered, "If General Lin doesn't want to fight again, he can go down to the city, and he will never stop you!" ”

"Meng Ping!" Lin Xiong's eyes were red and he roared, "Although I, Lin Xiong, am not a character, I am not afraid of death, you just want me to die in battle, and there are no bones left, and I Lin Xiong will not frown!" But," a heavy sadness flashed in Lin Xiong's eyes, "But if you look at the Junzi Capital, among the hundreds of Junzi who were fortunate enough to come back alive from Longmen Mountain, how many are left who can stand now?!" You have to leave a little blood for the gentleman, you should always understand that it is the hard work of the handsome."

The more Lin Xiong spoke, the more excited he became, he pointed to the spittle flying in the city, "There are also two or three thousand wounded soldiers of the Hundred Battles Army in the city, can you bear to watch them wait for death under the thief's saber after the city is broken?!" Those are all warriors who fought on the river in blood, Lulong, Bohai and Khitan, they have shed enough blood, can you bear to let them die like this?! ”

"As a soldier, it is natural to die in a national disaster!" Meng Ping waved his hand coldly, and said word by word with his back to Lin Xiong.

"Meng Ping! This is the hard work of the handsome, the only real elite that the handsome has worked hard for ten years and exchanged for countless blood and sweat, the capital that can make the handsome sleep peacefully and walk highly, and the unscrupulous reliance that can make the handsome look at the court and be unscrupulous! Today, you are bound to be unable to defend this city, so that all the battles of the army are folded here, how do you explain to the marshal in the future, how to face the marshal! Are you worthy of the handsome?! ”

"Shut up!" Meng Ping turned around suddenly, grabbed Lin Xiong's collar, gritted his teeth, and looked vicious, "What the hell do you know, you fucking know a fart!" ”

In the face of such angry scolding, Lin Xiong unexpectedly did not refute, but was stunned. Because he had already seen the tears in Meng Ping's eyes, he saw it really and clearly.

Meng Ping was desperately enduring it, enduring it to prevent this hot man from crying.

He grabbed Lin Xiong's collar, stared at Lin Xiong with blood-red eyes, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and roared hoarsely: "The Hundred Battles Army has never been defeated, not once!" An army of a hundred battles that has not been defeated is called a hundred battle army! It is the army of a hundred battles led by the commander of the army! Do you know?! ”

Meng Ping pushed Lin Xiong away and pointed to the Hundred Battles Army who were fighting, desperate, and dying at the head of the city, "In the military regulations of the Hundred Battles Army, there is only forward, and there is never a retreat!" Even if the Hundred Battles Army dies here today, even if I Meng Ping dies without a place to be buried, and becomes a sinner spurned by thousands of people, the glory of the Hundred Battles Army cannot be lost! ”

Lin Xiong looked at Meng Ping, who looked like he was crazy and burst into tears, and didn't know what to say.

Meng Ping turned around and didn't let Lin Xiong see the expression on his face, "Now that I am the chief general of the Hundred Battles Army, after me, there will be other people who will become the chief generals of the Hundred Battles Army, and maybe it will be your turn." I don't know how you will lead this army, but here I am here to maintain the glory won by the commander for the countless bloody battles of the commander, even if it is death, I will never take a step back! ”

He looked at this cruel battlefield, and his tone was calm, "Throughout the ages, invincible wizards such as the famous general Bai Qi, too many to mention, the army that has not tasted defeat is like Huo Quai's hussar battalion, countless, I, Meng Ping, am not a character, I can't be compared with the famous generals of the ancients, but the Hundred Battles Army, I don't dare to let it fail even once!" ”

Li Congjing, who established the Hundred Battles Army, with his unbridled military thinking, made the Hundred Battles Army undefeated for many years, and finally won the status of the Tang Dynasty for the Hundred Battles Army. As the second commander of the Hundred Battles Army, Meng Ping has always walked on thin ice, desperately trying to defend the dignity and pride that Li Congjing earned for the Hundred Battles Army.

Only by retaining this dignity and pride can this army accomplish impossible tasks again and again, and become a sharp weapon on which the empire depends.

Lin Xiong didn't say anything more, turned around and left, without taking two steps, stopped, didn't look back, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, even if the Hundred Battles Army is defeated, I won't see it, because I will die before this!" ”

Another big offensive wave of the Xichuan army hit this small city, Meng Ping took the horizontal knife handed by the guard, drew it in his hand, and his figure was as steady as Mount Tai.

Lin Ying, who was still wrapped in gauze, supported the city wall, walked up from the corridor to the city, and stood beside Meng Ping. Facing Meng Ping's surprised gaze, when the other party was about to persuade him, he smiled and waved his hand to stop, "Sit back or run away?" I choose to die in a dignified battle! ”

Meng Ping's heart swelled up with a hot current rushing straight to his throat, but he didn't say more, and he didn't have time to say more, the Xichuan army in front of him had already climbed to the top of the city, and together with Lin Ying, he took the armor soldiers beside him to meet him

When the horizontal knife stabbed into the chest of the thief soldier and then pulled it out, the hot and wet blood sprinkled on Meng Ping's face, and he had no strength to avoid it, so that the blood wet his eyes, he wiped it casually, but found that the world in front of him was already scarlet.

The sound of heavy breathing, Meng Ping himself heard it clearly, the violent heartbeat seemed to jump out of his throat at any time, he opened his eyes wide with all his might, and saw the thief army in front of him who were raising their knives one after another and shouting to kill, but the arm waving the horizontal knife was stiff, and the slow movement made him unable to accept it.

He heard the guards beside him shouting incessantly, his voice was chaotic, and he knew that they were desperately defending his flank, but he was still slashed in the shoulder by the thief's horizontal knife, and the pain in his heart came as expected, and it was not surprising, he held the blade of the knife stuck in his shoulder with his left hand, and the blood flowed down his fingers, which did not attract his attention in the slightest. He was preoccupied and stabbed the knife in his hand into the abdomen of the other party.

The enemy in front of him couldn't be killed, Meng Ping saw the soldiers of the Hundred Battles Army fall one after another, their bodies buried in a pool of blood, and their eyes widened as if they were shouting at him, forward, forward!

A shot stabbed, Meng Ping didn't have time to completely dodge, and the tip of the spear went down his waist and ribs, tearing his flesh and skin, and hurting his muscles and bones. He gripped the spear, desperately to keep it from being pulled away, and finally, the guard beside him rushed forward and slashed at the pikeman's neck.

Exhaustion and weakness made Meng Ping almost unsteady on his feet, and his steps swayed. The blurred eyes saw that the sun had turned west at some point, and the military flag of the Hundred Battles Army stood at the head of the city, and the windless city failed to let the flag flutter in the wind.

This unfallen military flag made Meng Ping smile. However, he stepped on something under his feet, causing him to slip and fall to the ground. He quickly struggled to get up, but saw Lin Ying fall in a pool of blood again, at the feet of someone he didn't know.

Meng Ping roared angrily, threw himself forward, knocked down a thief soldier, rode on the opponent's body and straightened his waist, clenched the horizontal knife with both hands, and slammed it into the opponent's chest.

The moment he pulled out the horizontal knife, Meng Ping felt that he had no strength, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.

A thief kicked him down and slashed him down, Meng Ping barely raised his horizontal knife to block, but was lightly pressed down by the other party. The icy blade slid across his chest, a piercing clatter, and a spark slashed across his breastplate.

Meng Ping raised his head and slammed it into the man's chest, and when he couldn't stand up, he could only pounce on the situation, scuffling with the other party in a pool of corpses and blood.

The horizontal knife didn't know where it went, Meng Ping took off the hood, and finally smashed the other party's face, and he was already prostration. He stubbornly raised his head and looked at the Xichuan thief army in front of him, and no longer had the strength to pick up the horizontal knife.

Facing the surging thief army like a beast, the corners of Meng Ping's mouth suddenly showed a smile.

He thought that if he died on the battlefield, it would finally be his turn Meng Ping.

This is not surprising, countless hot-blooded soldiers have already embarked on this road one step ahead of him.

When he left home and wore iron armor, he knew all about fighting and fighting horses. The blood stained red in a foreign land, and the horse leather shroud did not return home.

Meng Ping had no complaints, no panic, no grievances.

It's just that there are some pity, some regrets.

"Childe, I can't continue to sweep up the grievances for you"

Meng Ping closed his eyes and let a tear slip from the corner of his eye, "I'm sorry"

"The thieves have retreated!"

"The thieves have retreated!"

"General, the thief army has retreated! General"

The imaginary head did not happen, but Meng Ping was awakened by a burst of cheers, and he opened his eyes unexpectedly, watching in disbelief as the thieves scrambled to withdraw from the city.

"How can this be, the head of the city is clearly unable to hold on" Meng Ping was incredible.

"Reinforcements, reinforcements, reinforcements have arrived!" The soldiers of the hundred battle army at the head of the city shouted one after another.

With the support of the guards, Meng Ping hurriedly stood up and looked out of the city urgently.

A large army, like a divine general, has rushed into the camp of the Xichuan army.

The first elite cavalry entered the Xichuan siege formation from the rear, and it was unstoppable.

Meng Ping's eyes widened, and the disbelief in his eyes became even stronger, because he had already seen the banner that the elite cavalry was fighting, and he saw the prancing horse in front of the banner, galloping in the midst of ten thousand armies, like a brave general who entered a no-man's land.

"It's handsome! The handsome man came to the aid in person! It wasn't just Meng Ping who was sharp-eyed, someone was already shouting loudly.

"Childe" Meng Ping couldn't believe his eyes, but he couldn't help crying with joy.