"Yongding Army! Forward! Forward! Forward!!! ”

This majestic voice echoed throughout the battlefield, and the sound traveled for miles. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

All the Song troops on the battlefield were encouraged by the great victory.

Han Shizhong's cynical face burst into tears at this time, and he shouted at Liu Ping: "General! I'm an old hanbok!! can fight with the general and so many bloody men, I have lived a good life in my old Han!! ”

Liu Ping turned around and came to Han Shizhong with a horse's head, patted him on the shoulder with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Old Han, come to my Yongding Army!" The boy is a life, come in vain, let's do it vigorously!! ”

Han Shizhong turned over and dismounted, knelt directly under Liu Ping's horse, and said loudly: "The last general is willing to follow the general to the death!" ”

The other Yongding troops also dismounted, knelt under Liu Ping, and said in a loud voice: "I am willing to follow the general to the death!" ”

Liu Ping looked at more than a thousand people kneeling in front of him, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he also got off the horse, stood straight in front of everyone, and said loudly: "From now on." Let me Liu Ping take you to lay a great future!! ”

Suddenly, the sky suddenly darkened, dark clouds covered the sky, and in an instant, a heavy rain poured down, and many generals stood in the rain, letting the rain wash away the blood stains on their bodies. For a while, the rain poured down, splashing a layer of mist.

Liu Ping felt the washing of the rain, and it seemed that the violent aura in his heart was slowly lowering. The skin of the wet clothes became more and more uncomfortable. It was only half a cup of tea, but the pouring rain stopped, and the sky was clear and clear. The smell of blood in the air was much lighter.

Many Song troops cleaned up the battlefield and buried the robes that died in battle. Liu Ping and a group of generals inspected the battlefield. The corpses of the golden people are piled up, some are stacked layer by layer, trampled by the war horses like a puddle of mud, what kind of death is there, all kinds of armor and blades are abandoned everywhere, broken knives and halberds are scattered all over the place, the living and unmastered golden cavalry war horses, wandering around the battlefield full of dead corpses, and finding the body of the master, just keep turning over with the horse's nose, occasionally neighing, but it is extremely miserable.

"Old Sun!" Lin Chong suddenly rushed out, pulled away a pile of Jin man's corpses, and cleaned up the body of a Song soldier who had leaked out. Lifting up the corpse on the ground, it was Sun Botong, the captain of the Yongding Army's Jiazi Battalion, Sun Botong's armor was covered with mud and blood, and a hole was opened in his stomach, which was a fatal injury, and the horse had already died when he fell aside. And Sun Botong's body was pressed to the death of a general who looked like a golden soldier, Sun Botong's hands were tightly buckled into the neck of the golden soldier Mouke, his eyes were angry and round, and he was fierce and resolute.

Lin Chong's eyes were moist and he moved Sun Botong's hands that were clasped on the neck of the golden soldier Mouke, but he couldn't break them.

"Old Sun, Old Sun, the battle is over, we have won. Let's loosen it... Lin Chong cried at the dead robe.

Everyone on the side also bowed their heads and remained silent.

Liu Ping walked closer, bent down, half-knelt in front of Sun Botong's body, gently caressed Sun Botong's angry eyes with his hand, and said softly: "Go all the way!" ”

It is strange to say, after Liu Ping said this, after closing Sun Botong's eyes, the hands that were holding the neck of the Jin Bing general were loosened and hung down. Sun Botong's bloodstained face actually showed a trace of serenity.

Liu Ping stood up abruptly and said loudly: "All the soldiers who died are buried alive, and I, Liu, swear here!" Today, the loyal bones of your robes will be buried, and a monument will be erected in the coming day, so that the brothers who died in battle can feast on incense and sacrifice, and enjoy the sacrifice forever, your children will be raised by me, and your parents will be supported by me! Brothers, you are watching from heaven, I, Liu Ping, will exterminate all the barbarians who invade my Han land, in order to comfort your heroic souls. The emperor and the queen of heaven, the gods and Buddhas, if they violate this oath, heaven and man will be punished!! ”

In the autumn of the first year of Jingkang of the Great Song Dynasty, outside the city of the Great Song Dynasty, the 15,000 Song army defeated 40,000 Jin soldiers, and the commander of the East Route Army of the Jin soldiers, Wanyan Zongwang, was wounded and retreated to Yanjing, and Guo Yaoshi, the victorious army, retreated to Zhuozhou.

At this time, several good news came to Zong Ze, Lao Chong and Song Ting.

In the Chinese military tent of the Western Army camp, the seed master Dao picked up the good news, there was no trace of emotion in his deep eyes, he had led the soldiers for decades, and he had passed many times in the shadow of the sword and sword, and his body exuded an indescribable majesty, and none of the generals of the seed army on his side of him spoke and was silent for a long time. Seed Master Dao looked up to the sky and sighed: "Since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, my Qin Fengjun has been on a bloody battlefield, and now it is even more difficult to confront the Jin soldiers. ”

"Big brother, that Liu Ping just made this feats by mistake, what's the big deal, my sons and daughters of the Western Army are not vegetarians, sooner or later we will also let the court and the officials know that only our Western Army is the pillar of the Great Song Dynasty!" The younger brother of the seed master disdains the Tao.

"Hmph, by mistake, you give me a chance to try!! Wanyan Zongwang is a famous general in the Jin Kingdom, how can idle people defeat them, this Liu Ping who was born out of thin air is not simple!! The seed master said in a deep voice.

"So what, it's just a fledgling kid, big brother doesn't have to be like this." The planter persuaded him.

"When will the military rations for the imperial court arrive?" The Seed Master Dao turned around and asked.

"It will take 10 days." The counselor on the side replied.

"Didn't you say it would arrive in three days, why did it take so long?" The seed master said with a dissatisfied face.

"Bianliang said that the road is dangerous, and it is normal to delay for a while." The military counselor said helplessly.

"Humph! These big turbans are really not a thing! The front-line military resources dare to be so lazy!! The planter said angrily.

"How much grain and grass does the army have at the moment? How many more days can it be supported? The old man asked solemnly.

"I'm afraid I can only support it for five days!!" The counselor on the side replied.

"Five days! Five days! We can't wait like this, five days later, the whole army will attack, and Yan Zonghan's men and horses have been in a stalemate with us for half a year, if we don't make some achievements, I'm afraid that the official side will not be able to explain! The Seed Master Dao said to himself, because of the perennial battle, the Seed Master Dao, who was over sixty years old, was already extremely weak at this time, and he was holding on to the people around him

instructed: "Three days later, have a good fight with Yan Zonghan, you can't do nothing, let other people from all walks of life see the joke of our Western Army!" ”

"No!!" The generals responded in unison.

The generals led out of the camp tent, leaving only the two brothers of the planter and the planter, the planter sat weakly and paralyzed on the handsome chair, the whole body coughed uncontrollably for a while, covered his mouth with a brocade pa, tried not to make a sound, the provincial was heard by the soldiers outside the tent, took away the brocade pa, it was full of blood. The seed master closed his eyes helplessly and muttered: "Three years, as long as I give a certain family another three years, I can return the Great Song Dynasty to a peace, but unfortunately... I'm afraid I can't wait." ”

"Big brother! Don't say such frustrating words, the Western Army is still counting on you! Da Song is also indispensable for you to come to the town. The planter carried the planter and went back to the gum behind to persuade.

"Second brother, you and my brother have been fighting with my father for many years, and the Qin Fengjun and Jingyuan Army built by my father back then were all heroes who fought one by one. How many kinds of families died on the battlefield to get back the name of the Western Army for a hundred years, but now the imperial court is afraid that the Western Army will not let me be so dominant. ”

"Big brother, what do you mean... The official family doesn't trust our farming family!" Said the planter.

"Hmph, which emperor would trust a family with more than 100,000 soldiers. If there is really no suspicion, how can the grain and grass be so delayed. The planter said lightly.

"Big brother, the new monarch should appease us well when he ascends the throne, otherwise the dragon chair of the little Zhao official's family will not sit safely." Said the planter.

"Presumptuous! ~ Why are you so slanderous of the official family, second brother, you and my brother in the tent can be so profligate, don't talk nonsense outside! The planter said with a serious face.

"Big brother, little brother understands." The seed master replied. "Then what should we do next, Taiyuan is tight, if this battle is not fought back, I'm afraid Taiyuan will really not be able to hold it."

"Do your best, let it be the fate of heaven." The planter said lightly, got on the gum, covered the brocade quilt, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Let's go out, a rest party, I'm old, and my spirit is just not good."

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Late at night, in the palace of Bianliang City, the sound of silk and bamboo is endless, the brocade dancers dance in groups, singing and dancing, the long sleeves are flipped, the body is light, dancing, Song Qinzong Zhao Heng is holding a good news in his hand and excitedly puts down the silver chopsticks in his hand, and a large table of delicacies is not allowed to eat, and he carefully checks it. Involuntarily read out: "Kill more than 10,000 enemy troops and capture 3,000."

The gold thief finished Yan Zongwang was injured and fled ・・・・・・・. ”

"Good!! All right!! Zhao Heng was excited for a while, and slapped the table suddenly, shocking the many dancers in the audience and not daring to dance anymore. The sound of silk and bamboo also stopped abruptly.

Zhao Heng raised his head excitedly and shouted at the many dancers in the audience: "Stand down!" Stand down! ”

A group of dancing girls resigned one after another, and Zhao Heng got up and shouted at the eunuchs who served him beside him: "Quick! Hurry up and send someone to the Li Mansion and call Li Gang quickly. Let's just say that I have something important! ”

"Saint, it's already the second watch at this moment, it's not too late to talk about anything at the court meeting tomorrow, the saint or just rest first, it's important to take care of the dragon's body." A close eunuch serving Zhao Heng beside him said.

"Let you go, how can you have such a long tongue! Beware that I have plucked out your tongue! Zhao Heng said with a displeased face

"No! It's the servant who talks a lot, and the servant knows his mistakes, and I hope the saint will forgive me! The eunuch hurriedly knelt on the ground in response, and stretched out his hand to start his palms on his face, and the sound of the slap was loud.

ps: Cheeky rolling all over the ground begging for a reward, asking for a red ticket!!...