On the mountain road, which is about 30 degrees steep, a side path has been built out of logs, and the ends of the logs are fixed by riding nails deep into the mud.

On this sidewalk, more than a dozen heavy bed crossbows are being pushed up. Each bed crossbow was tied with at least seventeen or eighteen thick ropes, and the sergeants of the Divine Guard were all stripped bare, and each rope was dragged by two people, and in the mud on both sides of the road, he made the birth level climb up the hill with all his strength, and everyone rolled like mud monkeys, sweat steaming, and the top of everyone's head was like a steamer open.

On both sides of this road, there are also places for the sergeants to retire and rest, which are thatched huts. The sergeants who had retreated after the siege were crowded here to rest. They were also covered in mud, and they slept soundly under the thatched hut back to back, and the drizzle of cows outside was blown in by the wind, but it did not disturb their deep sleep after they had exhausted their strength.

In the thatched hut, there is also a pot stove, and the fire army boils out a pot of hot drinking soup, but all the sergeants who retreat, no matter how good or bad, will stuff a bowl. Empty clay bowls were thrown by these exhausted sergeants and piled up next to the huts.

There are also some thatched huts that are set up in slightly leveled open spaces, which are also a little more regular, at least with a layer of linoleum to protect them from the rain. The wounds that were brought down from above by the robes were all gathered here. The brigade of civilians took turns to be on duty here, carrying them down on stretchers, and for each wounded, four civilians had to be carried and moved in shifts, and these civilians were only tired and staggered.

There are also some bodies lying quietly in the thatched hut. These are the remains of those who died on the spot, and after they were snatched down, they were cleaned here. Wrapping it in a white cloth will also go down. It is rumored in the army that King Yan has opened up a large cemetery in front of the mountain where the Shuangzhong Temple is located. The brothers just lie down in peace, and the four hours and eight festivals will never shorten the incense of the brothers. In the future, there will be family members who will come to pick up the bones. One should make the fee, and it is all borne by King Yan.

Continue up this side path. It's a wooden fence. At all times, there were defenders who relied on the wooden fence to defend it, and bundles of arrows were piled up everywhere behind the fence. This was to prevent the defenders from coming out and pressing them in the camp.

Beyond the wooden fence was a commanding infantry army lined up along the mountain. Covering more than twenty bed crossbows that have been placed. This commanding infantry formed an array, with bows and crossbows in the front row and spears in the back, covering the attack equipment tightly.

And about seventy percent of these more than 20 bed crossbows can still be fired, and the sergeants are also stripped naked and are busy sweating. He kept holding the winch to spread the strings, placed the thick arrows like iron guns, and then smashed the mechanism with the mallet. The iron spear shot out, crossing a distance of two or three hundred paces. Or fall on the fence, or overtake and fall into the wall, and some even hit the towering watchtower.

The iron gun hit the fence. It's sawdust flying sideways and wooden pillars breaking. If there is someone behind the fence, you can hear the screams. And the iron spear that flew into the village, if anyone was unlucky enough to collide with it, it would be difficult to even leave a whole corpse. And the watchtowers set up by the Jurchen defenders, even the pillars are nailed together with a few thick logs. If you hit the iron gun, it will shake. In this wall. Originally, there were six watchtowers, but at this moment two have fallen, and the remaining three are also crumbling, and there are very few Jurchen Tartars left behind, all of them are pale, and no one knows how long the watchtowers under their feet can last.

On the two flanks of the infantry array covering the attacking gear, hundreds of sergeants sat on the ground and waited.

The left wing is lightly armed, wearing a cuirass and a hood on his head. Each man did not carry a sword, but only a bag of earth. After a burst of crossbow fire, the infantry archers stepped forward and pressed the wall with their crossbow machines, and then the lightly armed sergeants rushed up and filled the trenches with earthen bags.

The trench in front of this military fortress has been half-filled with dirt bags. The inner part of the ditch was full of corpses, but it was the Jurchen Tartars who drove the people out of the village, asking them to clean up these bags and dig the trench again. The Song army couldn't say anything at this time, it was difficult to distinguish between good and bad under the bow and crossbow, and these people had suffered heavy casualties, and this Tartar army village had no more people to use.

Spread another layer of dirt bags, and the heavily armored infantry warriors can attack forward!

These heavily armored infantry warriors were all on the right flank, and they had not yet put on armor at this time. Each soldier was accompanied by a Hedong auxiliary, who carried armor for them. Everyone is a complete armor, and the stronger ones even wear two layers. The blades are also long and heavy, that is, they are ready to pick open the deer, expand the gap in the wall, and then send these ironclad soldiers into the gap, forcing the Jurchen Tartars to fight hard in order to plug the gap.

After a few more consumptions, a military village will be taken down.

If these armor soldiers wearing one layer and two layers are not working, the Song army is still preparing to have heavy armor soldiers who are at least seven feet long and a few inches long, everyone can wear three layers of heavy armor, and the blades in their hands are even larger than two circles, as a means of last resort!

From this military village set up on the mountain to control the road to the east, there are seven or eight ruins of the military village where the Jurchen Tartars once guarded, all of which have been fought like this after repeated fierce battles, how much manpower and material resources have been used, and a great deal of energy has been expended, and hundreds of lives have been lost, and the wounded have been doubled, and they have been gnawed down hard!

Xiao Yan's department, launching an offensive east of Yifang, is by no means just talking, it is really a great effort!

The general who commanded the attack on this village was Qin Ming, the deputy capital of the Shenwei Army. Born in the Xihe Army, he was also a fierce character in the Xihe Army back then, good alcohol, good horse, and good fighting. Whether it is a horse war or an attack on the Xihe River, those villages set up in the mountains by the Tibetan Department are all good hands.

The generals of Xihe, most of them are enjoying the great profits of Xihe Hippo City at this time, and they no longer have the sharpness to open up the river before. As far as Qin Ming is still a well-known thug in the army, I don't know how many people think he is a little phlegm. However, the father and son of the Yao family value him, knowing that he will not make money if he fights well, so he will give some rewards and graces if he has nothing to do. Qin Ming was still ungrateful for the partial, thinking that this was all earned by his own skills, so that the Yao family's father and son shook their heads when they mentioned him behind their backs.

This Xihe warrior may be mixed with Tibetan blood, and his appearance is also very amazing. Two good meals a day, drinking so much that your eyes are red and burning like a fire in your eyes. His temperament is also as hot as fire!

His cheekbones were high and his eyes were long, like those of a beast. During the horse war, a mace swirled and flew in the formation. The force value is at least eighty-five or higher!

When fighting on foot, he wore half armor and only brought two personal guards, each of whom did not carry a blade except for armor, and a circle of wine gourds hung from his waist. From time to time, Qin Ming would come over and take a few sips, and the more he drank, the longer his spirit grew, walking back and forth in the formation. Command and dispatch casually, the village of Fanbu. There was nothing he couldn't take.

With such a fierce general, when the Yao family's father and son established a semi-private army such as Xihe Xuanfeng, they naturally had to be filled in the middle. Qin Ming followed Xihe Xuanfeng all the way to Bianliang, and was so tired that he suddenly turned around and ran back like a dog. Shengsheng pulled the quite elite Xihe Fengfeng to pieces. In the end, Xiao Yan's army rolled up and surrendered without any resistance.

The father and son of the Yao family were condemned and managed, and most of the military generals with considerable status in Xihe's selection chose to turn back to Xihe, and Xiao Yan also released people generously. And Yao Gu thought about it, so he simply stayed.

He knew his own family affairs, he had nothing but to fight, and he acted violently, and the father and son of the Yao family let him go down when they saw that he could fight. Now go back. Don't you give a group of colleagues a place to stand out? It's better to land under the command of King Yan, and it is always possible to lead the troops to fight, and you can eat with this ability.

And Qin Ming has always looked down on the Yao family's father and son. Yao Gu has more ability, focusing on intrigue and fighting for power and profit, Yao Pingzhong thinks that he is a famous general, but in fact, he is light and shallow, and he is good at risk, and he leads the troops in a style of advancing and retreating. I think I come and go like the wind, but in fact, I run blindly like a fly without a head. This time, Xihe chose to go straight to Bianliang, and the final destruction can be seen.

But King Yan was very appetizing to Qin Ming. Along the way, the warriors who are heroic and can fight can be truly reused under him. Following under the command of King Yan is not necessarily a good way out!

This time, the Shenwei Army was the main attack on the Jurchen Tartar Yifang East Military Village, and the front carriage of the Shenwei Army was commanded by Xiao Yan's old department, and he was born in the Shengjie Army. When attacking a military fortress, the casualties were large and the results were small, and all the commanders in the front compartment were a little frustrated.

Qin Ming was retained as the Marquis of Yu in the front compartment as his deputy, and he originally clamped his tail to be a man. But when he was about to fight, he couldn't help seeing such a situation, so he stepped forward in place of the command, calmed down and attacked step by step. In one fell swoop, the Tartar army village was gnawed down.

Xiao Yan, who had been in front of the enemy and paid attention to the war, immediately passed down the order. The front compartment of the Divine Guard, temporarily under Qin Ming's full command and dispatch, will continue to fight like this all the way! No matter how meritorious it is, even if it is really sent by the master of the front compartment, it is just a matter of one sentence!

Xiao Yan attaches so much importance to the atmosphere that people with the ability can stand out under Xiao Yan's command, so that Qin Ming is full of spirit, and he is in the forefront of the enemy every day, and one after another the Tartar army has gnawed over, and the battle achievements have been exhausted, so that the Shenwei Army has made a prestige with the front compartment of Xihe Xuanfeng and Bianliang's new pawns, and even the soldiers of the Dragon Guard Army, who are much more qualified, can't help but nod in admiration.

The straight lady thief is another general who stands out in the hands of King Yan, at least the front compartment of the Divine Guard, because of the proper selection of generals, hard work and training, and the appearance of being able to fight a strong army!

These generals didn't know that after Xiao Yan discovered this talent, he carefully inquired about his details, and walked around his tent several times, muttering.

"No, no............ Coincidental? It must be a coincidence! Fuck it, I've got one more Titan anyway, and that's better than anything else! ”

Calm down and think again.

Xu was at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, when the Han civilization was about to fight back in a desperate situation, the scholar who wandered the rivers and lakes collected a little bit of the deeds of those well-known and unknown heroes who died in the battlefield of the Han family in the previous generation, and mixed it into a late Song Dynasty Shandong Dakou as its leader, and wrote this anti-book that has been passed down through the ages, just to arouse a little bit of blood against the foreign court!

Qin Ming naturally didn't know that he was a military general with a certain status who had entered Xiao Yan's eyes, because of the momentary astonishment caused by his name and line. At this time, he was just standing on the side of the constantly firing bed crossbow, and his eyes were so anxious that his eyes were sparkling.

"Straight lady thief, why are there so many broken things?"

The commander of the bed crossbow is also a commander, and such a bulky attack tool to participate in field siege has always been an independent system. In the West, it is called the siege column, which was placed in the Chinese army during the Song Dynasty, and sometimes it was placed in the camp for the generals.

This commander has no affiliation with Qin Ming. Even this official is slightly higher than Qin Ming. But because of the red eyes of this Xihe warrior, he still couldn't help but sweat profusely.

"If you want to move with the army, you have to climb the mountain. It can only reduce the portion. Dragged and pulled, and then shot dozens of iron guns, how can it not be much worse? However, ten bed crossbows are being transported later, and the gap will soon be filled! ”

Qin Ming looked at the sky and just shook his head: "The bird can't wait, it's already noon, wait a while." If you don't get down in a clash once, you have to go into the night! Now the morale of the Tartar troops guarding the village has been almost depleted, and the night has passed. Reinforcements will come up! ”

He made a decisive whistle, and immediately the guards who followed him flipped the flag, and several generals saw the flag and hurriedly rushed to this side. Come to Qin Ming's side. They all clasped their fists and saluted.

Without waiting for Qin Ming's order, the sergeant who was watching from a distance to contact the mountain was desperately waving the flag to recognize it. And to the west of the Lanshui River Valley, there was a huge shouting and fighting!

And in the Tartar army in front of them, on top of the crumbling watchtowers, several Jurchen Tartars ignored the fact that the watchtower was already dying, and they were so excited that they jumped desperately on it, shaking their hands wildly, shouting excitedly in Jurchen language, and they were flying up the watchtower with a bed crossbow. Smashed half of an exposed Jurchen Tartar's body to pieces, and blood rained down and internal organs splattered in all directions!

Qin Ming's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and he took a few generals and hurried to the place where the flag was waving.

This place is perched on top of a large rock jutting out of the mountain. The line of sight is enough to see the road of the Lanshui River valley in front of you.

Attacking the camps of the Tartars along the mountains on both sides of the Lanshui River Valley, although they could not wave their troops and leave these nails on their backs. However, during the siege, in addition to the military horses that attacked directly, there were also troops deployed on the road to cut off the support of the Jurchen Tartars to these camps.

Standing on a high place, you can see the military horses of the Jurchen brigade. It is pouring in from the west. The cavalry army was in the first place, and it was already in a mess with the cavalry guard curtain opened by the Dragon Guard.

These Jurchen knights slammed into the air like mad tigers. The cavalry guard of the Dragon Guard was compressed and retreated. And the infantry army has already come out and lined up, ready to engage these Jurchen Tartar armored cavalry.

But after the Jurchen Tartar armor cavalry forced back the reinforcements with a thick momentum, they saw the banner flying behind them, and the ordnance was like a forest. The brigade of men and horses is coming in a steady stream, as many as one or two thousand people and horses, and under the cover of the Jurchen cavalry of the brigade, they are helping the Jurchen Tartar army villages that are still holding on everywhere!

Tartar reinforcements are coming!

Qin Ming looked back suddenly, his eyes burning like fire, and he stared fiercely at several military generals covered in mud.

"If you kill through the Tartar defense, you can rush straight to Yifang! King Yan provoked us to make this great achievement, could we not send it back in vain? Straight lady thief, don't wait for those birdbed crossbows to shoot slowly. The archer stepped forward to suppress the fence, and at the same time filled in the trench, and I personally led the armor to go up and cut his mother! Who praises me, brothers, and comes forward with me? ”

Fighting to such a point, paying such a large number of casualties, it was easy to beat the defense line east of the Jurchen Tartar Yifang to a thin layer, and now it looks like it is about to fail, who is willing? At that moment, several generals stepped forward and roared loudly.

"I wish to fight with the Lord!"

Qin Ming's personal guard handed over a wolf's tooth iron rod, and the steel fangs sticking out of the head of the rod had a layer of dark red blood stains that could not be scrubbed off, which was enough to make people frightened.

Qin Ming's mace was unfurled, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Let the archer step forward!" ”

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The night gradually came down, and on the two mountains that sandwiched the access road of the Lanshui River Valley, the firelight shook, and the shadow of the mountain shook longingly in this firelight, like a hideous monster.

The Jurchen military village that Qin Ming and their main attack on was now in the appearance of most ruins, and the embers ignited by the fierce fire oil floated, reflecting the surrounding scene.

It can be seen that the military village is all around, and it is all traces after the fierce battle. The fence was almost flattened, and the watchtowers were all toppled. Above the remnants of the fence, and even on the ground, there are dense shafts of arrows, like a bush that has just grown.

In several places where the fierce battles were most intense, the corpses of the armorers on both sides were stacked on top of each other, and the blood stained the land scarlet, and at this moment, there was still dirty blood slowly spilling in all directions.

In the middle of the military village. From time to time, there were the screams of the Jurchen wounded, and there were some sporadic Tartar patrol figures, walking around like wandering spirits.

And outside the fence. You can also see the sporadic figures of the Song army rummaging through the corpses and dragging the dead down. These Song soldiers don't look at the Jurchen Tartar patrols, and these Jurchen Tartar patrols are just as if they didn't see the Song army.

The last offensive launched by Qin Ming today still did not attack the city after all.

Originally under the cover of the archers, after filling in the trenches. The armoured infantry warriors had already broken through the fence and marched straight forward, with long knives and axes slashing in all directions. Fierce fire oil cans are thrown everywhere. The Jurchen Tartars pieced together the remnants of the army, and several counterattacks were repulsed.

But in the end, the reinforcements of the Jurchen Tartars still came up!

These Jurchen Tartar reinforcements, which could only be drawn from the east, fought brutally between the ruins of the camp and the front of the Divine Guard. The two sides held each other and fought until dark.

This kind of hard-fought battle to attack the military fortress is a cruel consumption of human lives when the defense facilities are almost swept away, and when they are finally attacked by armored soldiers. If both the offensive and defensive sides are equally determined, whoever can continue to invest in human life and who can withstand attrition will be the final winner.

The front compartment of the Divine Guard Army was honed in the hard battle, and the combat power of the Jurchen Tartars. It has never faded a little!

After the two sides filled in a total of four or five hundred lives, night fell, and Qin Ming was no longer reconciled. I had no choice but to retreat. At this moment, the army and horses had already retreated behind the fence set up in the middle of the mountain, crowded among those thatched huts. Groups of blood-stained warriors, still wearing armor, only took a bite of the cake in their hands, and fell asleep in the mud.

The wounded are not to be transported at night. He groaned low in pain under the hut in which they were treated. The snatched corpses had already been stacked several layers under a row of thatched huts. And the people scrubbed and wrapped them in white cloth one by one in the firelight, and occasionally there were a few uncontrollable whimpering, which looked desolate in the night.

Qin Ming mixed with a group of sergeants, but he didn't sleep, he just sat with red eyes leaning on the pillars of the thatched hut, grabbing a wine gourd and pouring it desperately into his throat. There were already seven or eight empty gourds thrown under his feet.

A battle that was fought so tragically, but in the end did not achieve victory, and it was really a great blow to the morale of the army. is as brave as Qin Ming, and at this time he can't help but wonder, if he is looking for the official to complain tomorrow, hurry up and replace the front compartment to take a breath. But after thinking about it, I felt that I had no face to speak, so I could only be irritable and desperately pour wine here.

The wine gourd in his hand was drunk clean again, and Qin Ming snorted impatiently: "Wine!" ”

The guards muttered, "General, there is no wine." ”

Qin Ming was even more irritable, and when he stood up, he seemed to want to punch someone: "What do I want you to do with the straight lady thief!" ”

I heard a shout from afar: "Qin Ming! What's the matter with you? I didn't beat the Tartar army, and I still have a face, right? ”

Qin Ming turned around, and saw a group of people arriving under the firelight, and the first person was actually the commander of the front carriage of the Shenwu Changsheng Army. He was born in Hebei and is quite old.

Since Qin Ming joined the Divine Guard, he knew that his family had shallow qualifications under the command of King Yan, and he also knew how to be a man with his tail between his legs. But today, after a fierce battle, I had to retreat in the end and I was really depressed. As soon as Wang Gongcheng drank like this, he couldn't help but want to bring out the irritable temper in the previous Xihe army, and he wanted to push back as soon as he rolled his eyes.

Wang Gongcheng suddenly heard a flat voice behind him: "Qin Ming, right?" If you want to drink, just drop out and drink enough. ”

Qin Ming's anger is even greater, what kind of bird is this?

Wang Gongcheng respectfully dodged in front of him, and more than twenty armor soldiers behind him also dodged to both sides. Calvary pressed the sword at his waist and watched vigilantly.

Under the flickering firelight, a person surrounded by these people was revealed, with a thin and straight figure, wearing the armor used by ordinary generals, two temples slightly frosted, and a delicate and handsome face. was pressing his sword and looking at Qin Ming quietly.

Qin Ming's mouth opened wide suddenly, and the village dialect that was about to burst out with a full stomach suddenly turned into cold sweat and oozing out in every pore.

Shamo is not the king of Yan!

Ever since Xihe Xuanfeng became a general of the Divine Guard Army, and the marching exercises, Qin Ming had seen Xiao Yan from afar. The appearance of such a big person is naturally firmly remembered in my heart. But I didn't expect that in front of the two armies, it was only a few arrows away from the Jurchen Tatar military village, and there was only one front line protected by the wall, and I could see the figure of King Yan with my own eyes!

They rang here. It also alarmed the soldiers of the brigade resting in the thatched hut, and I don't know who started, and the news of King Yan's arrival spread at once. All the officers and men were so shaken that they could barely breathe. Before rushing to their respective thatched huts, the heads of people crowded one after another, desperately trying to see the figure of King Yan clearly.

Since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, the powerful position is like Xiao Yan, and no one is as silent as him, so he has brought more than 20 Yanwang Zhijia soldiers. Go to the front line of the battlefield!

The sergeants are the most realistic, because what they eat is the rice that licks the blood with the head of the knife. Life and death can be separated at any time. You deceive them with vain things, and they will perfunctory you when you are in battle. But giving them enough food and salary, and bringing them all the way to victory, so that countless people stood out in his hands. You can not avoid life and death, and the rewards that the sergeants give you can also exceed your imagination!

How many soldiers and soldiers were crowded together in the night, looking at Xiao Yan's figure in a daze, no one in the crowd made a sound, and how many people still couldn't believe their eyes at this moment.

Xiao Yan smiled, took a few steps forward, and stood in a place that was brighter by the firelight. Also took a turn.

"See clearly that I don't? It's your Yan Wang Xiao Yan! You Divine Guards were all pulled out by me. Could it be that if you are fighting to the death on the front line, I can rest assured that I can lie in the back with my mother in my arms? One by one, the jaws are closed. When Lao Tzu was desperate in Yandi and Tatar, there was no such a big battle, and there were not so many sons and daughters now! ”

There was a coax, and the soldiers laughed loudly. Alarm the birds in the mountains, suddenly rise from the trees, and fly and chirp. And there was also a burst of light disturbance in the Jurchen military village overhead. The sound of shouting and shouting orders with the Jurchen language was heard, and the people were mobilized to defend themselves. I thought that the southern army was going to rush up at night!

In the laughter of the soldiers, only Guo Rong, who was dressed in men's clothes, wearing armor and double knives, took a step back and hid in the shadows, snorted secretly.

Lying down with the girl in his arms, he dared! I don't recognize anyone but the little mute! But after turning back to Bianliang, what should this bastard do with the Emperor of the Heavenly Family who married in? Beat her up so that she knows how to do it? Or will there be some more ruthless tactics?

After a long time between the marches, Guo Rong, who has become more and more female after experiencing the bloody battle in Yingzhou, is turning these very subtle thoughts at this moment.

Xiao Yan didn't know that the eldest lady of the Guo family behind her was already intent on making trouble in her own house, so she just smiled and waved her hand to drive people away: "Go back and lie down!" When it is dawn, let you withdraw and take a breath, and change a military horse to fight this Tartar army. Break here, it's Yifang! The Tartars thought that they would be able to stand by defeating the Yan Yan army, but that was a dream! When the time comes, I will take you to force these Tartars to fight each other, destroy them, and then go back to fight Zong Han! In the end, the victory is triumphant, I will ensure that you will leave your name in history one by one, and seal your wife and son! ”

As soon as Xiao Yan appeared, Qin Ming put away all his rebellious aura and stood aside with his hands and feet tied.

It's true that he has a bad temperament, but he admires his ability. Xiao Yan's achievements, how can he hope for them? Manipulating the court situation without saying anything is not something that Qin Ming's brain can understand.

It's just that Xiao Yan fought in Yandi, defeated Xiao Gan, defeated Yelu Dashi, killed Hema, overcame Yanyun, and the Khitan Jurchen elite, and died thousands of times in his hands. This is still something that Xiao Yan did in vain, but he did it in the rest of the year!

Compared with such a miraculous feat, Qin Ming's fight against the party and the rebellion in the Tibetan tribe is like a child's play.

In terms of young and strong generals like Qin Ming, who have the ability to break through the monopoly of the Jiangmen family and cannot stand out in the current situation of the Western Army, Xiao Yan is an out-and-out idol.

obediently followed Xihe to select the front and was incorporated into the Divine Guard Army, and made meritorious contributions in the battle. In addition to some practical considerations, there are no such idol complex factors.

In front of the idols, he fought today but did not make any achievements, and retreated in a gloomy manner. There was also a bird fire that was being hit. But I don't know how many Tartars' heads have to be cut off before I can make up for it!

Just when he was complaining to himself that Ai Hun didn't do anything, he heard Xiao Yan say that he wanted to remove them. Qin Ming suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

"King Yan, King Yan, don't say anything to replace us! Just let us fight to the end! ”

Qin Ming's scream alarmed the thousands of soldiers and soldiers who were crowded together in the night, and these men who were covered in blood, still scarred and tired fell to the ground.

"King Yan, we are willing to fight to the end!"

The sound of shouting, the mountains and valleys responding, and the torches are everywhere. All stirred up by the shouts at this moment, pulling out a long flame!

Xiao Yan stood there with his sword pressed, his eyes like lightning. Glance around.

"If you are willing to make meritorious deeds, how can I not allow it? Just nail it here, and give me a sore tartar! But for meritorious service, I will not hesitate to reward you generously to ensure that you return with glory! If you are unlucky, in front of Shuangzhong Temple, you will not be able to cut off your incense. Your wives and children, parents, I will keep them fed and clothed for the rest of their lives! As long as I don't fall!

………… There are sons like you as my wings. How could I, Xiao someone, fall! ”

Thousands of men, just a shout.

"No!"

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After a night patrol, Xiao Yan really didn't just put on a show, and went straight to the mountainside fence. I watched the Jurchen Tartars deploy their defenses in the night as if they were facing a great enemy. The horns rang out so hard that even the Jurchen Tartar ranger guards in the valley were running around to see if the Song army was going to launch an offensive at night.

Xiao Yan did not come simply to boost the morale of the army, but because of this strong attack, it finally achieved results. The Jurchen Tartars have come up with reinforcements drawn from the east! I have to see this scene with my own eyes to be reassured.

The Yifang area is already empty. Now it's up to Wei Dagong to see if they can succeed!

Seeing with his own eyes that the Jurchen Tartars had pressed almost all the troops that could be drawn from Yifang's area, Xiao Yan comforted the wounded again, and even chatted casually with dozens of lucky soldiers and soldiers. In the end, he called Qin Minglai, who made him very suspicious and confused, praised him a few words, and promised to send him some wine. However, if you are drunk, you will go back to Taiyuan to transfer the grain and straw. This Xihe warrior will be rubbed by Xiao Yan, and he can't wait to take advantage of the night to be alone and wield a wolf tooth iron rod to fight the Jurchen Tartar military village.

After turning around on this front line for more than two hours, and there were bursts of cheers and tsunamis everywhere, Xiao Yan turned back to his Chinese army tent.

At this moment, Xiao Yan's big tent of the Chinese army has moved forward. Set in a Jurchen Tatar army village that was defeated. He lived in a simple tent. You can even smell the smell of blood left over from the battlefield.

Even if Xiao Yan can strengthen his spirit, he is already tired and crooked at this moment. After instructing the military information of the Yan army or Wei Dagong in the east, it was sent directly. I didn't even have the strength to remove my armor, so I wanted to fall on the couch and sleep for an hour or two.

But as soon as I lay on the couch, my mind was full of ups and downs, churning endlessly. Hedong, Hebei, Bianliang and Shaanxi, all forces are entangled, and all kinds of war intelligence are coming one after another, entangled in one place. Where's the slightest bit of sleepiness again?

Soft footsteps sounded outside the tent, and then a tall figure opened the curtain and entered. The lights in the tent reflected her beautiful face, it was Guo Rong, the eldest lady of the Guo family.

Guo Rong tiptoed her hands and feet, still holding a basin of water in her hand, as if she wanted to wipe his hands and face while Xiao Yan was asleep. saw Xiao Yan looking at her with his eyes open, and immediately stared at her.

"Why don't you sleep? Are you iron-clad? ”

Xiao Yan smiled, patted the empty bed beside him, and motioned for Guo Rong to come and lie down.

After being shot that night, Xiao Yan was in the army, although Guo Rong was doing personal things by his side. But there are hundreds of big men who pick their feet at any time and anywhere, and Guo Rong doesn't dare to drill into Xiao Yan's bed in the middle of the night, no matter how fierce her temperament is.

But this time, Guo Rong put down the basin, walked to the edge of the bed and lay down, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Xiao Yan's neck, looked at Xiao Yan's eyes with a pair of clear and wonderful eyes, and asked seriously: "If Yan Yanjun rushes to Yifang, do you want to go in person and lead them to the three states outside the river to reorganize the front?" ”

was by Xiao Yan's side as a personal guard, and Xiao Yan and Yue Fei never avoided her in their deliberations. Guo Rong is the daughter of Jiangmen, and she has personally led the soldiers. Xiao Yan planned, how could she not understand.

Rescuing the Yan army is only the first step, and holding the three states outside the river in the palm of your hand, even subduing the western army, and reorganizing the east and west flank fronts of the river is the top priority in the follow-up. Otherwise, what use can it be to just rescue tens of thousands of defeated troops? Only by maintaining the strategic posture of Zong Han's troops on both sides can they finally force them to fight a decisive battle. Xiao Yan can't afford to delay time!

This guy is going on an adventure again............ This is the case from the first time I saw Yandi, and now I am the king of Yan, and it is still like this!

Xiao Yan smiled and didn't say a word.

Guo Rong said word by word: "Do you dare to try it without me!" I'll go straight back to Bianliang and clean up your delicate Heavenly Emperor! ”

Oh, this Miss Guo's knot in her heart for marrying Emperor Maode has not come and gone yet............

Guo Rong added viciously: "I'm not by your side, you will marry an emperor, what else is wet and dry, if you are allowed to go to Hewai Sanzhou and Shaanxi, who knows how many tricks you can give birth!" Don't even want to leave me anyway! ”

Xiao Yan understands Guo Rong's concern in her heart, but she always has to be arrogant. Reaching out and grabbing the girl closer, rubbing her hair.

"I'm going to kill someone this time............"

Xiao Yan's demeanor was gentle, but his tone was cold and solemn!

Guo Rong buried her face in the crook of Xiao Yan's arm and said softly, "I'll kill with you." ”

After a word, I hadn't heard Xiao Yan answer for a long time, and when I looked up, I saw that Xiao Yan had closed his eyes, made a low and gentle breathing sound, and had fallen asleep. After relaxing, he found that Xiao Yan's always heroic face was full of tiredness that was difficult to hide.

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In the night, Hulu stood at the head of Yifang City, looking at the swaying fire in the mountains to the east.

The Yan King's department suddenly launched an offensive. It's also harder and fiercer than before. And the defense line that was heavily laid out in the Lanshui River Valley was broken layer by layer.

Wanyan Hulu is well-known in the Western Route Army, just because he is unrelenting in his military law. The Jurchen generals can be very arrogant in front of Zong Han and laugh at will. In front of Hulu, he was silent.

This deputy marshal of the Western Route Army, who is only in his early thirties this year, does not know what bloodline is mixed, has a high nose and deep eyes, is not like an ordinary Jurchen, and is very tall, and his demeanor is very majestic.

But now, even a deep and powerful figure like Hulu couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he looked at the flames of the Southern Army that were getting closer and closer to the east!

Under the sudden and powerful offensive of the Nanren Yan King, Hulu had to transfer the Jurchen army horses that were oppressing the Yan army to the west, and hurriedly turned back to reinforce the eastern defense line.

Except for a few remaining military horses in Yifang City, Hulu had already piled up all his belongings to the east!

The crumbling defense line of the Lanshui River Valley has finally stabilized.

As long as Zong Han finishes sweeping the southern army in the west, crosses the big river, and the troops penetrate deep into the southern Shaanxi. Then the southern Yan Wang's department is no matter how strong it is, so what is there to fear?

No matter what, we must stick to it here and ensure the complete victory of Zonghan's main force!

I hope that Zonghan's department can lay the victory a few days earlier!

In the darkness, while preoccupied with the battle in the east, all of a sudden, he turned his head to the west.

An inexplicable foreboding struck suddenly! (To be continued)

PS: Big chapter presented!

By the way, Ming'er will go to Hainan for an annual meeting, and on the 2nd, he will go to Beijing to hold a promotion meeting, and on the 3rd, he will return to Nanjing. It's a long journey, and I don't know if I can guarantee the update, even if it's a leave of absence in advance. Please also ask the readers to be gentlemen.