Twenty-third Junior Lieutenant
Wen Wenchen couldn't help but think of his life, since he was a child, he worshiped under the Sanqing Taoist to learn martial arts, and returned at the age of eighteen to serve the court. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Helplessly, the court at that time was dim, treacherous, and he was just a newcomer, bumping and bumping all the way, dormant for seven years, and finally waited for the opportunity.
That year, the Wei State did its best to kill 500,000 Yan troops and left no pieces of armor, and Qingfeng City pit killed 200,000 Yan troops who had surrendered. The sword is pointed at the sky, and the court is turbulent.
When Yan Guo was in danger of annihilation, his opportunity came, and he remembered that he had already bought the coffin and put it at home on the day he set off.
That year, he took 50,000 cavalry to Luoyang City, besieged Luoyang, and forced the Wei army besieging Shuntian to return to the division.
After that, his career was like a bright light, but the court was still the weak court, and he felt more and more cold at the height of his rank when he was added to the knighthood.
When he was in his sixties and was about to be disappointed in the imperial court and wanted to resign and return to his hometown, the woman who was like a fan appeared, and she promised herself that the four princes would ascend the throne in two years, and the Yan Kingdom would be a new Yan Kingdom at that time.
In just two years, the situation of the court has changed greatly, and the four princes have risen with the wind like Dapeng one day, soaring to 90,000 miles. competed with the prince for power, and finally killed his brother and forced his father to climb to the peak of this Yan country.
That is, at that time, Wen Wenchen felt that the prosperous era belonging to Yan Guo was coming, and went south to Qingzhou, Wen Wenchen took the initiative to ask for war, this day was too long, and he didn't expect to die here today.
Tong Qianyan stared at the old man who was about to die in front of him, and the spiritual power in his body began to gallop rapidly under the urging of the killing intent.
"Huh."
A cold arrow suddenly struck at Tong Qianyan, feeling the vigorous spiritual power brought by the arrow, Fang Tianhua put away the halberd, knocked the cold arrow away, and stared coldly at the person who shot the dark arrow.
Tong Qianyan's face was very calm, like the calm before the storm. The palm of his hand rubbed tightly against Fang Tianhua's halberd, and the spiritual power in his body became more and more surging.
Seeing that Wen Wenchen had escaped a catastrophe, with Su Hu behind him, he suddenly let out a low shout, and the strength of his whole body was concentrated on the spear, the spear was facing Tong Qianyan, and the strong wind at the tip of the spear swirled.
Looking at the attack of this tricky and vicious stinger on his neck, Tong Qianyan leaned back slightly, turned into a halberd and blocked it, resisting all the attacks of the spear.
"Jingle bell."
The clash of the two weapons splashed sparks in the sky and the confrontation of two different spiritual forces around them.
The two were entangled for a while, just when the dust of civilization was about to die.
"Woohoo."
Su Hu shot three arrows at Tong Qianyan in a row, Fang Tianhua swept the halberd slightly, and actually swept all three arrows away.
Wen Wenchen took advantage of this gap, turned the horse's head, and successfully escaped, and a chill flashed in Yuwenxun's eyes under the formation. Hate the person who suddenly used the cold arrow, if there is also a skilled archery in his array, this old thief will fall today.
Looking at the civilized dust who urged the horse to escape, Tong Qianyan lifted the halberd with his right hand, leaned back, and threw his right hand hard.
Fang Tianhua's halberd was under this ferocious thrust. With a roaring cold, the wind blew, and the air around it seemed to be torn apart.
With the sound of breaking the wind that pierced the eardrums, the halberd was fiercely inserted into Wen Wenchen's back.
"Ding."
The sound of the halberd piercing the armor sounded, Wen Wenchen's face changed wildly, and he felt a pain in his back, and his body felt as if it had been hollowed out.
This sudden change was something Su Hu didn't expect, and his eyes widened as he looked at Tong Qianyan with a cold face.
Wen Wenchen felt that his vision was getting more and more blurred, and his body couldn't use any strength, so he leaned forward and fell off the horse.
Tong Qianyan drove a horse and came slowly from behind, looked at the unconscious old man under the horse, and lifted Fang Tianhua's halberd.
"I, Tong Qianyan, never kill the elderly, women, children, and this is the end of today's discussion."
After saying that, he turned the horse's head and left, Su Hu hurriedly called the soldiers to help the seriously injured General Wen back.
On the battlefield, the breeze was blowing, Su Hu looked at the upright figure holding the Fang Tianhua halberd, with such a general, it seemed that it was not easy for Dayan to defend this Qingzhou.
"Why didn't General Tong kill the civilized dust when he had a good opportunity just now, it's already a disaster." As soon as Tong Qianyan came back, Yu Wenxun asked.
Tong Qianyan looked directly at Yu Wenxun, "I said that I would not kill the elderly, women, and children. β
Yuwenxun heard Tong Qianyan's words with an unquestionable tone, and knew that it was too late to say anything, so he gave up.
He is a child, a ghost who is feared by everyone, but he has his principles.
"A word for your military advisor, her head is well kept, next time I come to Da Wei will set foot in this Qingzhou City, let's go."
The Wei army retreated, and Su Hu looked at the Wei army in the distance and was silent for a long time.
Above the city tower, An Yuexi looked at the figure with his cloak and left, and sighed a lot.
Unexpectedly, the little madman in Luoyang City in the past became a general in just a few years. If you don't get rid of this person, it will definitely bring a lot of trouble to Yan Guo in the future.
The turmoil between Yan and Wei spread throughout the Hongwu Continent in a few days, and the Yan State, which had always been stubbornly on one side, would send troops to attack Wei, it was like the sun coming out of the west.
"Have you heard, the captain of our battalion is a teenager, and he hasn't passed twenty miles yet."
"Yes, I've heard it too, it seems to be Jin Shuai's son, and he is a martial artist at a young age."
"Yes, it's still the fiancΓ© of Miss Liu Er of the Taizhou Liujia family."
The closed door was gently pushed open, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a beautiful face walked in outside the door.
Wearing a gray armor lieutenant uniform on him, there was an indescribable elegance, Jin Yu looked at everyone, "From today on, I am the captain of the fifth battalion of the Third Infantry Regiment of the Northern Army, my name is Jin Yu, everyone knows each other today." β
The young man's tone was modest and not a little arrogant, "My lord, I am Shen Rufeng, the commander of the fifth battalion. β
A strong man stepped forward and said to Jin Yu, everyone saw that the strong man spoke, and they hugged their names.
"Adult, villain, the centurion of the fifth battalion."
"My lord, the villain has to be a centurion in five battalions."
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"Well, now that everyone knows, you can take me to see the soldiers of our fifth battalion first."
Shen Rufeng and the others took Jin Yu to the location of the fifth camp located in the southwest corner of the school field.
Jin Yu looked at the more than 1,000 people under his camp, most of whom were still young men in their twenties and thirties.
The previous five battalions were all wiped out in the battle with Wei three years ago, so the newly formed five battalions were all composed of recruits who had joined the army in recent years, and they were full of vigor everywhere.
Although this new fifth battalion has not been formed for a long time, it is well-trained, and the soldiers look at the young man in front of them one by one, how could the imperial court send such a kid to be the captain of their fifth battalion.
You must know that in the traditional history of the five battalions, every captain of the five battalions is an iron-clad man, is this kid?
The soldiers looked at the young man on the high platform with an unconvinced expression, and Shen Rufeng next to Jin Yu said embarrassedly: "Lord Captain, maybe the soldiers are still very unfamiliar with you, don't be surprised." β
"It's okay, Lord Shen is too worried."
Jin Yu looked at the soldiers who were dissatisfied with him, no wonder he didn't look like a general at first glance, and if he didn't wear this school captain uniform, others would think he was a scholar. Coupled with his young age, it is reasonable for the soldiers to be unconvinced.
Jin Yu looked at the more than 1,000 soldiers, "I know that many of you are not convinced by me, thinking that I am so young and qualified to be your captain, today I will give you a chance, if any of you can win against me, I will give him the position." β
When the soldiers in the audience heard this, they couldn't stop talking, "My lord, I'm afraid this is not in accordance with the rules." Shen Rufeng persuaded.
If something happens to the prince of the Northern Army in front of him, he will finish the game himself.
"What's wrong with the rules, I, Jin Yu, the third son of the Marquis of Dongwu, will do what he says, if none of you can win against me, then from today on, you all have to listen to me."
When the soldiers heard this, this young boy turned out to be the son of Jin Changkong, the current marshal of our Northern Army. For a while, I was a little hesitant and didn't dare to step forward to compete.
It's better to say than if you lose, you are strong in martial arts, and we are convinced to lose, but if you win, what if you blame them, they are just ordinary soldiers after all.
Just when everyone hesitated, a loud voice sounded: "Then I'll try." β