The person who came called himself Yang Jun was a top-ranked general under the current Xizhou City Lord Yang Wu. He may be the last of the few people who can count in terms of strategy, but when it comes to bravery, the others are not as good as him combined.

Because he loves to work hard.

If it was just him who loved to fight hard, two fists were invincible to four hands, and he couldn't fight a group fight, and it was not difficult to use crowd tactics to wipe out one person - however, the entire garrison he led loved to fight hard, so it would be terrifying.

How do you fight an army that fights desperately at the beginning of the war? Everyone is bloodthirsty and killing, and everyone is ruthless. To the enemy, they are meat grinders on the battlefield, and for their own people, having such an exuberant army can bring more than double the combat effectiveness!

The army, called the "garrison," had only two thousand regular men - two thousand at all times, and in order to maintain this number it had four thousand reservists, twice as many as the regular ones!

Therefore, if Tian Gong is here, he will turn around and retreat without saying a word. Even Song Changgong, the king of Lanling who had not fought a few battles in Xizhou, would retreat silently with a wry smile - these two people had suffered a lot of bitter fruits under Yang Jun, especially Song Changgong, who wanted to make meritorious service urgently on the day he arrived in Xizhou, and the five thousand men and horses were directly rushed out of the city and crushed by the two thousand men and horses led by Yang Jun, and the time was so short that Song Changgong had not had time to react, and Tian Gong's response had not yet rushed halfway.

Because of this, this army has a resounding name - Chongsha.

According to the folk saying, "Chongsha" is the imbalance of the five elements, whenever everything is not suitable at this time, based on the mentality of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, often avoid or keep to themselves, do not cause trouble, and are accustomed to the procedure of "An Tai Sui", praying for the smooth progress of all things in the year.

However, the meaning of "rushing to the fire" in the "rushing army" is not like this, rushing to the fierce army, rushing out when the enemy is unprepared, and winning is nothing more than two magic weapons: one is to rely on surprise, and the other is to rely on super combat power.

But obviously, Song Jixu had not had a chance to see the combat power of this army, or even if he saw the fiasco of Zhang Gui and the other twenty horsemen from afar, he attributed the reason to the fact that the other party had a numerical advantage of nearly half a hundred men.

And the phrase "Mr. Sorrow", he heard it.

But what about hearing? Who is the initiator of this excitement? Isn't it the Emperor Fu Er, who is known as the peerless Sword Saint! Who is the culprit who rushed to Xizhou immediately but was doused with a basin of cold water? Isn't it Yang Wu, a student of the peerless Sword Saint and the current city lord of Xizhou!

Whether it is Huangfu or Yang Wu, they all have an indescribable grudge against themselves, this so-called "Mr. Chou" is not only Huang Fuer's junior brother, but also Yang Wu's uncle, and I also heard that he has a lot of relationship with the Yang family's name Yang Jian - this person does not kill, it is difficult to solve the hatred in my heart!

Thinking about this, Song Jixu's murderous intent has been achieved, and he is just waiting for the opportunity to move and kill all these more than 50 people here!

On the other hand, Hua Hate Liu and Tian are not afraid, and the atmosphere over there is much more relaxed.

The two of them who had just experienced the "Ghost Gate Closed for a while" were excited at this time, and they were not afraid to sit on the ground and cry loudly after they came to their senses.

Hua hated Liu took advantage of the time to see the Yang army garrisoned in Xizhou. I saw this person riding a tall horse, holding a long iron bow in his hand, wearing armor, flying angrily with a horizontal beard on his face, looking at his eyes as if he was really cold and hidden, and his eyebrows were just like a sword sharpening his edge. Looking at the finger-long scar across his cheeks, Hua Hate Liu sighed secretly in his heart: What a lovely man!

However, as the so-called falling flowers are intentionally ruthless, Yang Jun has no good impression of the handsome and average scholar in front of him, not that he himself dislikes scholars, just because his young lady doesn't like scholars, he also thinks that Miss is right, he has no reason to believe in outsiders but not believe in Miss, and there is no reason to have a good impression of outsiders and finally cause suffering from Miss.

Scholar or something, the most annoying!

Yang Jun turned over and dismounted, walked straight to the side of Tian Buying, first bowed down and said apologetically: "Yang Jun is late, Mr. Ling is frightened!" ”

And the next action made Hua Hate Liu jaw-dropping.

I saw that Yang Jun didn't wait for Tian to be afraid of any reaction, and lifted him who was sitting on the ground crying with one hand, and threw Tian Bu into the team behind him with a flick. Among them, some people have been waiting for a long time, and they are not afraid to fly over when they see the sky, and they are also so lightly hooked in their arms and settled down again.

As soon as I settled, I saw three or four people holding green clothes with flowers in their hands, and they were not afraid to repackage the sky from the inside out—at first glance, they looked more like little girls; At first glance, Tian is not afraid to cry even louder.

"Uncle, before going out, the young lady specially instructed her subordinates to do this, saying that this is a punishment for your last goodbye, you have anger and hatred in your heart, remember that sentence What is the master's words, don't hold a grudge against us coarse people who only kill people for fun."

Yang Jun said seriously that he was not afraid to listen to it, and he didn't care whether he listened to it or not.

But Hua Hate Liu was shocked again: Uncle? Whose uncle? Didn't he keep saying that he was my son-in-law?

Song Jixu couldn't hold it back.

In his opinion, the other party should be ready to fight head-on with him after resting, why is it that a group of people are busy coaxing children at this time, and they don't look like they are taking themselves in their eyes at all.

"Prepare your bow and arrows, and listen to my orders later, as long as I say 'release,' you will shoot the man first."

said that it was a "man" instead of a "child", because Song Jixu confused Tian Bu Bu with Hua Hate Liu.

It's no wonder that there are basically no people in this world who have heard the name "Mr. Chou", but if anyone has seen what Mr. Chou looks like, not many people know it.

Obviously, Song Jixu does not belong to any kind of "people who know". He just reasoned according to common sense: who would have thought that the child who could only cry and needed others to coax him was the famous "Mr. Sorrow"? On the contrary, it was the young man, who was deliberately hurt by himself but did not get angry, who was repeatedly troubled by Zhang Gui but disdained, and who was about to rush to the front of him but did not retreat and was not afraid--this kind of person, with this bearing, with this courage, with this arrogance--not Mr. Chou, who can still be?

If Hua Hate Liu knew what Song Jixu thought, he would definitely be unable to help but scold: "Get out!" ”

The fact is that he doesn't have this ability to hear from ordinary people, so when he looked at Zhang Gui and the others who fled back to Song Jixu's side, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief with his hand on his chest.

"He's taunting me!" Song Jixu was furious, and the other party Shi Shiran waved his hand, wasn't he just laughing at himself that these people were a group of annoying but incapable flies!

Anger comes from the heart, and anger comes from the knife. Without waiting for Zhang Gui to run to his side to say a word, Song Jixu raised his knife and fell, cut off a head, and yelled: "Rush me!" "Led nearly 100 people who rode towards Hua Hate Liu's side of more than 50 people rushed over to kill,

Yang Jun also saw the hundred people rushing to kill, but he didn't panic.

He didn't panic, and the others who had already dismounted to rest were not panicked, looking at the people rushing towards him like clowns, and the mockery in his eyes couldn't be hidden: "Are you tired of being crooked?" ”

At this time, Song Jixu rushed to the forefront, the saber he held in his hand was more than three feet long, less than two points wide, and it was the knife used by the founding prince of Shu and his direct ancestor. Looking at this knife, he felt that the world was as light as a bag; Holding this knife in his hand, he felt that sooner or later the world would be in his hands.

Competing in the world, this "Mr. Sorrow" is his first sacrifice, and his Xizhou Yang Wu is his next pedal!

"Ten more zhang, then the first sacrifice will be placed!" Slightly proud in his heart, Song Jixu returned his mind and concentrated on the word "put".

Suddenly, he felt a white light flying towards him in front of him.

What is that? Song Jixu secretly wondered. I saw that the light was bright at first, and the sparks were great, and the fireflies were great, and the candles were great, and the candles were great, and they were ......

"Your Highness, be careful!" Hearing the reminder of the person next to him, Song Jixu instinctively lowered his head, and almost at the same time, he felt a tongue of fire grazing his scalp from the top of his head.

"Something!" His Royal Highness the dignified King Guangling actually bowed his head and admitted frustration in the process of rushing forward, which made him ashamed and angry, and immediately turned around and asked angrily.

"What......" When he shouted the second sentence, he suddenly paused. The voice of the "sh" slowly lengthened, slowly weakened, and slowly trembled.

He no longer had the courage to utter the second half of the sentence -- not to say "shout," "to say," to "mutter," to "mutter," to "swoop," to be angry, to moan silently -- he could no longer have the courage to utter the sound of half a word.

The rushing team stopped in a panic at this question, and after stopping there was a deathly silence.

The flower hated the willow and was also frightened. How does that work? This man is the devil at all!

Yang Jun in front of him, his hand still retains the posture of archery, but the arrow has left the string, and the string has not moved - but the tail of the arrow is still shaking to itself.

What about arrows? Of course, the arrow was shot at the person.

The five people behind Song Jixu were quietly bubbling with blood from a small finger-thick hole in their unified chest. The five didn't even have a chance to snort, so they were killed directly.

The sixth man only let out a long "ah-" and fell off his horse with a half-cut arrow that was still trembling and trembling, and no longer moved.

"It's only been a long time since I saw you, and archery has degenerated to this point?" Tian was not afraid to stop crying, and looked at Yang Jun with wide eyes and a dissatisfied face.

"Uncle doesn't know, Brother Yang injured his arm in the battle with Tian Gong a few days ago, and he ......stopped bleeding when he went out this morning," said a soldier next to him.

"Oh." Tian was not afraid to respond, but he didn't say anything more.

"Song Jixu, King of Guangling!" He didn't say anything, but Yang Jun spoke, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he called Song Jixu by his name.

"My city lord has dedicated the city to Chengcheng, so far we are both people of Dashu, I don't know what you mean by this confrontation with me? I heard that the first emperor had a secret order to attack Xizhou first and succeed to the throne, but I didn't want His Royal Highness the King of Guangling to be so anxious, and today I want to kill all of us here on some indescribable and unsightly charge! Yang Jun's words were reasonable, well-founded and measured, and Song Jixu, who woke up, didn't know whether he was afraid or wrong, and he shouldn't say a word.

"The lord of my family commanded that if I met you on this trip, I would give you a message: the unification is undecided, don't defile yourself; Success or failure is unknown, don't take shame on yourself! ”