Although Jerusalem is beautiful, but as the commander of this campaign, Zhao Xu can not stay here for too long, after getting a clear answer from Eiffel, leaving a general with the rank of major general and 10,000 elite infantry to garrison Jerusalem, with his remaining 50,000 troops, the mighty north, because in the north, there is still war burning. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In Asia Minor at night, in the sky, the beautiful stars are like a plate of scattered pearls, constantly flickering, after camping, the Huotou army is used to busy with dinner, and Zhao Xu is in the dragon tent, Zhao Xu and the four sons who followed him roasted a few delicious fat sheep, chatting about the sky with or without a match, Zhao Geng, the fifth prince who originally followed Zhao Mu and Zhao Lie, was injured, and Zhao Xu did not let him continue to follow his brother and others to continue to fight on the front line, but let him stay by his side to recuperateHowever, although the injury has healed now, Zhao Mu and Zhao Lie are far away in Constantinople, and Zhao Xu has not let his son go to the front line anymore.

The firewood continued to crackle with the stirring of the flames, roasting the whole sheep, and the flames of the charcoal made the animal fat mixed with spices exude a more charming aroma, and this rare family time made Zhao Xu and his sons let out bursts of hearty laughter.

But God did not fulfill people's wishes, as if God did not like to let Zhao Xu have a little leisure time, the curtain of the big tent suddenly went up, and a general in an earthy yellow camouflage robe walked in with his legs raised, and looked at it, this person is not the commander of the ghost cavalry, Major General Zhang Qing!

"Your Majesty's urgent military situation." Zhang Qing, who walked into the big tent, didn't have any nonsense, and after seeing Zhao Xu here, he directly hugged his fists and said.

Zhao Xu rarely enjoyed this happy time alone with his family, but the urgent and sudden military situation had to let him let go of the happy time with his family, so he frowned and said to Zhang Qing: "Zhang Qing's family, what is the urgent military situation, and Yu Zhen said slowly." ”

Zhang Qing bowed to Zhao Xu and said: "Your Majesty, since Oriandin escaped from the Constantinople Incident, he has been going all the way south, without any stops, and the destination is directly to the city of Smyrna, and he has ordered his vanguard to arrive in Smyrna City first, according to the report of the spies, Oriondin has loaded all the remaining wealth of the country in the port of Smyrna, and is ready to go to sea early tomorrow morning to flee to Libya." ”

"Father, our warships can't reach the Mediterranean, are we going to attack Egypt and then march to Libya?" Zhao Qi said to his father very anxiously.

"We can also send envoys to Libya and ask them to hand them over." The sixth prince, Zhao Bo, continued his eldest brother's words and said.

But Zhao Xu did not answer his son's words, but stood by the fire and quietly watched the flames jumping in the furnace, the color of the flame seemed to dye Zhao Xu's eyes red, and just for a moment, Zhao Xu's eyes flashed, turned his head and said to Zhao Qi: "Qi'er, immediately order the whole army, pour out all the food in the pot, and the whole army set off overnight, even if the war horse runs to death, I will block Oriondin." ”

"The retainers obeyed." After Zhao Qi received the order, he ran out quickly

"Zhang Qing, the ghost is riding fast, you take all the ghost cavalry soldiers and set off immediately, even if you fight the last man, you must drag Oriondin outside the Smyrna region to buy time for the main army."

"The last will obey."

Although the Mongolian horses produced by the Oriental steppe are short in stature and weak in weight, they have the advantages of fast running speed and long-lasting endurance, so although the horses are sweaty for a long time, they are still firmly obedient to the master's orders to keep moving forward.

On the distant horizon, a round of red sun is trying its best to climb out, break free from the shackles of the earth, rising, facing the sun, looking at the rising smoke and dust in the distance, feeling the violent vibration of the earth, this is the sound of the galloping horses of the brigade, from far and near, it has arrived in front of you in an instant, through the galloping large group of horses, stained with the sweat of them and the knights on their backs, drop by drop sliding from their bodies, and more than 40,000 cavalry galloped past them at the same time, sprinkling drops of sweat, like a rain, Let the whole ground be soaked.

This is the Song army that pursued Oriandin, and the person who led the army before it was the emperor of the Song Empire, and our protagonist was Zhao Xu.

A piece of emperor's unique rolling golden armor, the whole body lying on the horse's back, like a sharp arrow, rushing to the front of the entire horse team, the war horse he sat on is a sweaty horse with golden hair, its four hooves, strong body, flowing long mane, as if it is a heavenly horse from the heavenly realm, the natural kingly bearing, leading all the war horses to continue to want to gallop.

The rising sun behind it pushes the footsteps of the war horse, and it reflects the sharp scimitar.

Finally, Zhao Xu and his soldiers rushed here, before Oriandin arrived at Smyrna City, rushed here, saw the enemy emperor close in front of him, the cavalry of the Song Empire let out a wolf-like howl, holding a cold scimitar, regardless of the exhaustion of the killing, and Zhang Qing when Zhao Xu appeared, he had been ordered to withdraw from the battle, looking at the corpses of the ghost riders all over the ground, Zhao Xu knew that they had done their best.

"Father has a decree, not to release arrows." In the galloping horse team, Zhao Qi shouted to all the cavalry.

Although the retreat of the ghost cavalry won a little respite for Oriondin, but in all directions, the Song army that killed like a sea of mountains once again made Oriondin's heart rise to his throat, he and his soldiers had been fighting fiercely with the ghost cavalry led by Zhang Qing for half the night, and his trembling hands had begun to be a little unable to hold his sword, he no longer knew how many people he had killed, twenty? Fifty? Eighty? A hundred or two hundred, but as a king of a country, a country that has also conquered the world, they also have a firm belief and determination to win, that is the heart that any bloody person must have, would rather die standing than live on his knees, looking at the enemy from all sides, Oleandin already knows that he may not escape death today, but, even so, he must not become the first in the history of the entire Seljuk Empire to be captured by the enemy. Trembling, he raised his sword and shouted to the soldiers who were still following him: "Sons of the heroic mother of the Seljuk Empire, let our enemies see the last demeanor of the conquerors of the world, and rush with me!" ”

Is it not worth breaking the favor of flesh and blood? The boy died without time. The horse takes off his bridle and picks up green silk in his hand.

Oriandin took his only few thousand men and horses, and rushed towards the fierce Song army without hesitation, and the invincible momentum made Zhao Xu extremely admired. "When you give birth to sons in the future, you must also think of Oriandin like this, and not only have wisdom in fighting, but also have that indomitable momentum." Zhao Xu said to the lieutenant general-level generals who followed him.

"Your Majesty, why didn't you order Oriondin's to be shot, such a terrible enemy, we can't keep him."

After listening to the general's words, Zhao Xu continued to say to them: "Although he is our enemy, it is really disrespectful to him to shoot such a hero with a bow and arrow, Oriandin is different from Mu Liqi, he is a real hero, if you want to kill him, give him a hero-like glorious death." ”

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The war is over, Zhao Xu, who is standing at the top of the slope, looks at the dead corpses all over the ground, without any joy of victory, some are just happy, glad that the person who survived in countless wars is himself, not his enemy, maybe this is the legendary protagonist's aura, but the sadness brought by death is not something that this protagonist's aura can shield.

Standing next to Oriandin's corpse, Zhao Xu held a pot of imperial wine transported from Bianliang in his hand, and gently sprinkled it next to him, which can be regarded as a tribute to this heroic enemy, but Oriandin does have a side that Zhao Xu admires, he constantly fights with the soldiers and generals of the Song army, and he is stabbed six times, but he is still constantly fighting the enemy, and finally Qin Ming smashed his chest with a mace and died, ending his short life.

"Oriondin, this is the palace wine that I specially transported from Bianliang, the whole war, you are for an enemy who has drunk it, you can go with confidence, as long as the people you leave behind obey my management, I will not kill them easily." After pouring the imperial wine in the pot, Zhao Xu looked at Oriandin who was unwilling to die and said.

"Father, all the battle attrition has been counted, in this battle, our army lost a total of 27,000 people, of which 13,000 were ghost cavalry soldiers, a total of 5,500 people were seriously injured and lost in battle, and those who were lightly wounded were not included in the statistics." Zhao Qi walked behind Zhao Xu and said.

Fighting against the water, trapped beasts are still fighting, when they encounter an enemy who puts life and death on the line...... Alas. "Take their ashes and name tags back to the Imperial Heroes Memorial."

"Yes, father, the corpse of Oriandin ......"

"Bury him and his soldiers here." After speaking, Zhao Xu walked down the small hill where he could overlook the whole audience.

Here, Zhao Xu still has one last place to go, that is, Constantinople, the new capital of the former Seljuk Turkic State, this extremely famous city in history, in later generations, Zhao Xu did not have the opportunity to see, but after coming to this world, Zhao Xu came here as he wished, perhaps with a hint of irony, but this is a real fact. (To be continued.) )