"General, be careful!" Yue Fei said hurriedly, pushed Liu Ping aside, and a stray arrow swept past Liu Ping's ear. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Rub! Scare me a lot! Liu Ping was stunned for a moment, then smiled, his face was as usual, and he didn't see any panic.

This soul from the modern crossing,Going back thousands of years,After several tests of war and life and death,Now it has become more and more coarse,In the previous life, the dick man who only knew how to eat and wait for death every day,Playing games,Now he has become the commander of more than 10,000 people,Creation and man,All kinds of things in the previous life have already become blurred,I have traveled for nearly four months,Now I don't even seem to know myself.,Maybe I should have been born in this troubled world! The scene in front of me was so clear, so exciting, and in the midst of blood and fire, I felt the excitement and passion that I had never felt in my previous life. In the face of this situation, there is a trace of expectation in his heart, and all kinds of past lives have become more and more blurred, and his whole person has slowly integrated into this chaotic era, which is also an era of coexistence of civilization and barbarism.

Northern Song Dynasty Jingkang Year! This is an era of shame that countless people in later generations are helpless, scolding, sighing, mourning, and angry at their misfortune! In the same way, this is a time when the civilization of the East exudes infinite light, when the earth was plunged into darkness at night throughout the tenth century, and only the magical people of the East can make the city that never sleeps, the time when the cities of high prosperity, the rich people, the vast land, the contemporaries of the Germans and Europas were still eating black bread and lamenting around the bonfire, the East, this magical country called the Great Song Dynasty, has achieved a high degree of civilization, exquisite handicrafts, exquisite ceramic craftsmanship, gorgeous words, Clusters of silk have never been reached by any other country of the same era.

However, this is another sad era, the rich people, the weak national defense, and at the same time facing the Khitan, Western Xia, and the three kingdoms of Tubo are eyeing each other, and now, the Great Liao Kingdom of the Khitan has died, and the party members of the Western Xia are still fighting and fighting for the throne left by Li Yuanhao in the states of Yunnei, and the highlanders and lowlanders of Tubo are fighting savagely for the sake of interests.

This Great Song Dynasty is naturally comfortable and safe, but in the white mountains and black waters of the northeast, a more barbaric and dark force is carrying great terror and ferocity from the north to this peaceful, prosperous and obedient nation. The thousand-year-old Han family bloodline is so fragile at this moment. There are more than 500,000 regular combat troops, and more than 100,000 elite troops in the Northwest Frontier Army. But in the face of the flood of golden soldiers. There was no news; It can be seen that the Great Wall without people's hearts may not be able to prevent it even with countless high-walled gates.

At this time, Liu Ping looked at the Song Dynasty soldiers who were fighting with the attacking Jin soldiers under the city, and suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart, in his eyes, these Song soldiers, taking off their military uniforms, were the most inconspicuous of the thousands of Song Dynasty people, not obvious and not leaky, maybe he was just a farmer before he joined the army, an honest and responsible people. However, you cannot deny that such a group of people can afford to hold a hoe and a pole in the field, and they can also afford to hold a spear in front of the two armies!

The rumbling war drums of the golden soldiers shook the sky, and countless golden soldiers roared and prayed for the blessings of the gods, their faces were full of greed and fierceness, perhaps in their eyes, the world of the Song people was full of gold and silver. As well as women! This is what a strong man should have, but the Song people are weak, so these things should be what my Jurchen strong man should have!

When the farming civilization met the nomadic civilization, the different survival concepts of the farming Confucianism and the nomadic wolf who invaded and occupied had a huge collision! The two sides fought passionately under the city. Liu Ping asked Han Shizhong and a temporarily promoted lieutenant general to fend off the attack outside the city with more than 1,500 soldiers. Countless rolling wood and stones poured out from the city wall at this moment, as if they didn't want money, and countless golden soldiers were hit by the rolling stones, and blood sprayed on the ground, like smashed watermelons, blood splattered everywhere.

"Come on! The marshal has an order! Who went into the city. Feng Mouke, 50 taels of gold!! ”

"Up, up~~~ Enter the Daimyo's Mansion!"

"We are the bravest warriors, the most powerful Hai Dongqing in Liaodong!!"

Countless golden soldiers rushed desperately towards the city gate as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and the arrows on the city continued to shoot at the attacking Jin people under the city, so that the Jin people's attack was slowed down.

Liu Ping pondered for a while, and seemed to have settled everything. Stand up. Yue Fei said to his side: "Pengju, at this time, I'm afraid that in some more hours, the Jin soldiers may attack the inner city,

You bring 500 men to support you first. ”

"General rest assured! A certain family has its own measure. ”

"Yes!"

Liu Ping nodded, okay, you pay attention to safety.

"Humble obedience," Yue Fei bowed and saluted. Fei led the people down the city wall as quickly as possible. Go to support Han Shizhong's side. At this time, Liu Ping directly ignored his own casualties and only looked at who was still alive!

"How many more men do we have!?"

"After a night of fierce fighting, there are still more than 4,000 people in the city."

Liu Ping nodded, and asked again: "How many people are there in Jin Bing now?!" ~！ ”

A Song army adjutant on his side replied: "The scout observed that there are more than 30,000 gold thieves. ”

"Wanyan Zongwang, this old thing is really the next one, do you want my Liu Ping's head like this, hum, if you want my life, then exchange your life for it!!。" Liu Ping said viciously.

It was only at this time that the melee under the city had just begun. Liu Ping seems to have seen his figure half a year ago, and has jumped from the lowest-level little dick to a great Song officer who has returned to the hearts of thousands of people.

In the camp of the Jin soldiers, a Jin soldier general saw that the Jin soldiers were frustrated in attacking the city, and saluted to Wanyan Zongwang and said, "Marshal, do you want to let those barbarians try?" It's better than our Dajin's essence blood being wasted on the city wall! It's just a waste of food to keep that bunch. If not, then our efforts on the grassland will be in vain. ”

"Well, okay, then let this group of barbarian criminals play, I originally wanted this group of guys to rush to Zongze's old thing's Chinese army, but today's situation is too urgent, let's use this group of guys to try it first."

Wanyan Zongwang waved his hand in agreement, and the Jin soldier general led a group of soldiers to take seventy or eighty tall and shirtless men in a yurt in the camp, and their hair was combed into a ponytail different from the golden man's bun. Both hands were tightly locked.

The general of the golden soldiers walked up to the group of big men and said to one of the particularly majestic men: "This time, you sinners of the Hongji tribe, the marshal will be gracious and let you make meritorious contributions." As long as you attack the city, Zongwang promises to give you a free body! Got it? ”

"Bang bang bang!!" The warrior slammed his chest and said in a blunt voice, "Just enter the city!" There is self and there (by)?! ”

"Yes, as long as you enter the city!" The golden soldier general tempted.

"Good! I, the eighty-six people of the Hongji Tribe, swear to the Immortal Heaven that I will definitely enter the city! ”

"Unlock, give them weapons." The golden soldier general unlocked the locks for them, issued weapons, and directly drove this strange and tall group of Hongjira people to the battlefield.

Above the gates of the Daimyo's Mansion. Liu Ping stared at the battle situation under the city, only to see that Han Shizhong's people were fighting desperately, and with Yue Fei going down to the city to support on the battlefield, the situation was no longer in crisis, and there were not too many golden soldiers at the city gate to attack desperately.

At this moment, I saw a strange group of soldiers brave the rain of arrows in the city and rushed straight to the gate of the mansion, this group of guys was tall, and each of them had a large mace in his hand. With a hissing sound from his mouth, he rushed to the rescuers of the Daimyo's Mansion.

"What are these swarms?" Liu Ping frowned and said. Just in the blink of an eye, these more than eighty Hongjira people held maces in their hands as if they were chasing their own prey. The tall body created a strong physique, and dozens of strong men rushed to the gate, causing many Song soldiers to be knocked away. Dozens of big men were like no one, and they opened the gate of the outer city straight open.

Yue Fei didn't say a word, picked up the spear and Han Shizhong on the side and ran directly to the dozens of weird Hongji people.

As soon as the weapons of the two sides clashed, a spark sparked by mistake, and the large mace in the hand of the leader of the Hongjira warriors hit Yue Fei's spear with a single stick.

"Bang!" Yue Fei's feet didn't move, but the stout guy was knocked sideways and flew out six meters.

Amazingly, the Hongjira man stood up directly again, roaring loudly and slashing at Yue Fei's head.

"Smack!" The big man's mace was knocked to the ground by Yue Fei, and Liu Ping looked at Yue Fei who was fighting with Hongjila below. "Pengju, quick battle!"

"Poof" a stream of blood gushed out of the neck of the Hongjira. After Yue Fei killed the Hongjira people, he directly turned around and killed three more.

Han Shizhong was also not to be outdone, seeing that Yue Fei had already killed four Hongji people, and the long knife in his hand was also dancing like a lightning bolt, killing seven or eight Hongji people who tried to come forward to attack.

The two of them gathered together and worked together to drive this Hongjira back to the outer city, killing fifty Hongjira people in one time.

Wanyan Zongwang saw that the effect of Hongjira's charging formation was not good, so he didn't say anything, just watched coldly.

"There is no need for the Hongjira Department to exist in the future." Wanyan Zongwang said coldly.

The guard beside him hurriedly responded: "Don't worry, marshal, this group of barbarians has really disappointed you too much, marshal." The subordinates would inform Simon and tell them the news. Wait until next year, when you go to the grassland to recruit hardcover, and set fire to that tribe. ”

"Yes!!" Wanyan Zongwang slowly closed his eyes, and after a while, he opened them, and his eyes were full of fierceness.