Seeing that Liu Gao's face couldn't get by, it shouldn't look like he was deliberately shirking, Wu Song had to get up and salute Liu Gao in the same way, "Liu Zhizhai is serious, but these two people are the generals of the second prince for many years, and they are also Wu's bosom friends, please Liu Zhizhai think about it again." ”

Liu Gao said helplessly, "It's not that I don't help Dutong, you also know Dutong, I'm just Wenzhizhai of Qingfeng Village, like what kind of power of life and death I can call the shots, but the matter of transferring troops and strong generals still has to be nodded by Hua Zhizhai." ”

It turns out that Hua Rong is looking for this matter, so this matter is much simpler. Wu Song exchanged a few polite words with Liu Gao, and then rushed to Huafu non-stop, and only when he arrived in Huafu did he know that Hua Rong went to the martial arts field to practice today, and even Song Jiang was not in the house, so Wu Song had to ask the location of the martial arts field and rushed over there.

Seven bends and eight turns, Wu Song came to the most important and hottest place in Qingfeng Village, the martial arts field, in ancient times, in order to maintain the combat effectiveness of the garrison army, some training grounds were often set up, so that the soldiers practiced regularly every day, so that they would not be timid when they went to the battlefield.

Huizong's weak army was mostly due to the incompetence of many generals, slackness in governing the army, and the soldiers did not conduct drills for several months or even a year and a half.

Hua Rong's management of the army is relatively strict, and Wu Song is half a mile away, and he has already heard the slogans of the soldiers during the drill, and the sound is deafening.

At this time, it was close to noon, the sun was high, but there was still no trace of slackness in the voices of the soldiers, it seems that Hua Rong, this kid is indeed a good hand at leading the troops, but it is a pity that he can only hold back in this small Qingfeng Village as a martial knowledge village, which has a strong captives outside and a chaotic army inside the Song Dynasty, I have to say that it is a kind of irony.

After Wu Song showed his identity to the guards guarding the door, he entered the martial arts arena generously. As far as the eye can see, there are at least hundreds of soldiers in the field in the drill, the infantry raise their spears, or thorns, or pick, the cavalry is like a thunderbolt, the spear with horsepower, a sprint, the drill with a sprint, the drill of the straw man pierced a piercing.

It's a pity, Wu Song suddenly felt a little pity, these soldiers practiced so hard, and what they used to deal with was all Peach Blossom Mountain, Qingfeng Mountain, these Song Dynasty's own people, Jin people, Liao people burned and looted at the border of the Northern Song Dynasty, those ordinary people cried and groaned, Song Huizong could turn a deaf ear, he would rather use all the troops of various states to deal with the bandits and robbers, rather than send a soldier to the border to protect the people of this dynasty, only know how to blindly negotiate and beg for peace.

Wu Song's gaze finally took his eyes off the soldiers, and he saw a long-armed general riding a red horse rushing towards him.

This person is none other than Hua Rong, his nickname is Xiao Li Guang, and he is named because he is good at archery, and the person who is good at archery has long arms and has the title of gibbon in the army.

The jujube red horse neighed and stopped, Hua Rong turned over and dismounted, held the gun and bowed, "Why is Brother Wu here, why didn't you inform me in advance, come, let's go to the stage, and Brother Song is also on it." ”

Wu Song was not hypocritical, and the two of them walked up to Shuaitai, and the open platform in the distance was Shuaitai.

The two walked onto the stage, but Song Jiang had already seen the two of them, and quickly got up to greet each other, and Wu Song naturally returned the salute.

After sitting down, Wu Song couldn't help but boast to Hua Rong, "Brother Hua is really good at managing the army, no wonder Qingfeng Village can stand among the three mountains." ”

"Alas, my dissatisfied brother said, I have no ability in my life, even if I lead troops, it is worth boasting about one or two, but now in Western Xia, the soldiers and horses of the Liao State have repeatedly violated our borders, and we can only nest in this Qingfeng Village, which is really aggrieved."

As soon as the words were finished, I heard Song Jiang also sigh, it seemed that both of them were depressed people.

In fact, Hua Rong's words are the voices of many unambitious soldiers in the world. The Song Dynasty was undoubtedly the smallest feudal dynasty in the history of the Chinese nation, and the army of the Song Dynasty was also a weak mess, and every year in the wars with foreign races, there were always more defeats and fewer victories.

This is not that the soldiers are not brave and the generals do not know how to lead the troops, on the contrary, there are still many famous generals in the Song Dynasty, such as the famous Yang generals, Yue Fei, Han Shizhong and others, who can be called famous generals through the ages.

But the Song Dynasty was defeated again and again, the emperor was captured by the Jin people, locked in a dry well, not to mention, even many of the concubines who were captured in the shame of Jingkang were arbitrarily humiliated and bullied to death by the Jin people, not to mention those ordinary people in the war.

Wu Song listened to Hua Rong's words, and couldn't help but feel worried about the catastrophe a few years later, did he still have to rely on Song Huizong, the Daojun Emperor who only knew how to dance and write, to resolve this disaster, Wu Song knew that it was more difficult than making a dumb man speak.

Seeing that everyone looked puzzled, Wu Song took the lead in changing the topic, "People can't force everything in this life, let's not talk about these unhappy things, by the way, Brother Hua, brother, I have something to ask for this time?" ”

"Oh? What's the matter, brother, you might as well say it directly, if Hua can help, he will definitely not refuse. ”

"Brother Hua, I want your people to find two people, the two are Wang Jin and a head named Li Shi, they are my good brothers, but they disappeared near Erlong Mountain, brother, I want to know their whereabouts." Wu Song said with a worried face.

"Wang Jin's two brothers are missing? Their martial arts Song knows very well, Brother Wu, tell me what's going on? Song Jiang also looked surprised, now he is more affectionate with Wu Song, Wu Song's brother is naturally his brother.

Wu Song hurriedly told the two of them the specific situation, starting from his disappearance, to the whole process when the two of them searched for him to no avail and finally went to the vicinity to look for him, and lost the news.

After Song Jiang and Hua Rong listened, their faces also showed a sad look, obviously Wang Jin and the two were not as simple as disappearing.

Hua Rong took the lead in responding, "Brother, don't worry, tomorrow I will let the sergeants go to find Wang Jin and Li Shi, the two brothers, from Erlong Mountain to Qingfeng Village, not an inch will be spared, brother, you can rest assured." ”

"That's right, you don't know the martial arts of Wang Jin and the others, you can rest assured."

Wu Song reluctantly made a smile, but he was inevitably a little worried in his heart, he was worried that it was the people of the dark dragon who came to trouble Wang Jin, but how did the people of the dark dragon know Wang Jin's whereabouts, his mind was in chaos, Wu Song had to hope that Hua Rong's soldiers could find Wang Jin and the two, so that he could go on the road with peace of mind.

didn't think much about it, Wu Song chatted with these two people about some things in the army, Hua Rong's experience in governing the army was really rich, which made Wu Song also gain a little knowledge.

Suddenly, there was a murmur on the martial arts arena, as if time stood still at that moment, and others may not feel anything, but Wu Song's five senses have become different from ordinary people since Tiangangyu came out of his body, and he obviously felt as if something was approaching at high speed behind him.

Wu Song looked back sharply, and sure enough, a cold arrow was shooting from behind, but its target did not seem to be Wu Song, but Hua Rong, who was sitting in the middle.

This is interesting, taking advantage of Hua Rong's arrival in the martial arts arena to release a dark arrow, to put him to death, who is the other party.

Wu Song turned around from reacting, in fact, it was only a moment in the blink of an eye, but the speed of the arrow was fast, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the vicinity of Shuaitai, and it was too late to remind him.

Wu Song was in a hurry, grabbed a thick tray on the table, and threw it in the direction where the arrow was fired.

"Protect your lordship." At this time, the guards guarding on both sides reacted, took the spears in their hands, and shouted while blocking the direction where the arrows were fired.

But the arrow was too fast, and it had already shot in front of him, although Hua Rong had the experience of leading troops many times, but at this life-and-death juncture, there was still a trace of panic in his eyes.

There was no blood, and the arrow hit the tray that Wu Song threw out, in a deflected direction, but still nailed the tray to the wooden wall on the side.

Hua Rong looked at Wu Song gratefully, but quickly stood up and looked in the direction where the arrow was fired, and a man in black was fleeing towards the exit.

Hua Rong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he took out a black eagle bow from his side, and pulled the bow and shot arrows like the wind, as if he didn't aim at all, the arrows were like meteors, and as soon as the bowstring stopped, the man in black who escaped fell down in response, and the part of the arrow was the leg, not dead but also lost the ability to escape.

Hua Rong is worthy of being the bow god of the Song Dynasty, he put down the bow and arrow in his hand with some pride, and said to Wu Song gratefully, "Don't thank you for your great grace, I Hua Rong wrote down today's events, anyway, I owe my brother a life." ”

Wu Song waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing.

And they went to the place where the man in black had fallen. The wounded man in black had already been held by the soldiers, and with a fierce look in his eyes, he shouted, "Who is Hua Rong, I want to see Hua Rong." ”

Hua Rong stepped forward and was about to speak. The man in black flashed a look of successful trickery in his eyes, and he spit out hard, and a bloody arrow came out of his mouth, and the blood was thick and black.

Wu Song had long felt that something was wrong, but he didn't expect this person to make such a move, and there was no way for a while, so Wu Song blocked his unsheathed Longquan knife forward, and the blood arrow stopped, all of which were stained on the scabbard, making a slight sound.

The man in black glanced at Wu Song with resentful eyes, and then his face turned purple again, and his head tilted his breath, this person actually used his own life to send out this bloody arrow.

Looking at the black-clothed man who fell to the ground softly, Wu Song threw away his corroded mess of scabbard, but sighed in his heart, dead man, another dead man, which organization wants Hua Rong's life, Wu Song thought about it, and immediately located one in his mind, Jing Wuwei.