Ten years of the summer calendar.

The Luoshui River traverses the entire Great Xia Empire, and there was no Luoshui County at that time, and the entire Luoshui perimeter of fifty miles was all sentry posts.

Because of the important geographical location of the Luoshui River, it can connect almost all nearby cities and counties, and has become one of the most important waterway trade routes in the Great Xia Empire.

In the name of trade, the Western Regions carried hundreds of evil cultivators and set foot on this prosperous road.

The wind is loud, and the grass and trees are soldiers.

Han Zhan was on top of the general post and had not eaten for several days.

"General, you'd better take a break." The adjutant showed pity and said bitterly.

Han Zhan shook his head, half of their outposts had been successfully raided by the Western Regions, and most of the grain and grass were consumed, and they were unable to fight again.

During this period, the dispatch of the communications officer did not know how to go, but there was still no reply from Kyoto.

"Tell me to go down, the rest of the food does not need to be kept, so that the soldiers can eat well."

"But—" The adjutant hesitated.

"There is nothing to do, I have experienced countless battles in my life, and I have not tasted defeat, and I will definitely succeed this time."

He looked at the front of the beacon in a long way, and another outpost had been captured.

The battle front in the Western Regions is constantly expanding, and it is like a dancing fire dragon on the Luoshui, constantly invading and devouring.

They were caught off guard, and those evil cultivators directly ignored the armor of the warriors, destroying the withering and decaying, this month, it was simply his nightmare!

If he hadn't ordered the whole army to adopt a defensive strategy in time, I am afraid that the entire Luoshui River would have fallen at this time.

Inside the general's tent, a beautiful woman was teaching her child how to write.

A five-year-old child can already read more than 1,000 words, and this talent, in Kyoto, is also a first-class prodigy.

Seeing Han Zhan's pale face and tired expression, the woman quietly put down the ring ruler in her hand, took off her armor for him, and said softly, "How's the situation?" ”

"Don't worry, after this battle, I will return to the field, buy a big mansion, and live with you."

Han Zhan showed a long-lost smile, grabbed his wife's hand, and said gently, "It's been so long, I've worked hard for you." ”

"It's not hard, it's just you, how can people rest assured that you haven't eaten or drunk for so long?" She took half a bowl of porridge from the table, and it was still steaming.

"Drink it, your body will be warmer."

"Give it to the child, it's time for him to grow up." Han Zhan stood up and turned his back, "I still have important matters to discuss with my subordinates, so you can rest well." ”

After saying this, he left the tent.

The child ran over and happily asked the woman, "Mother, am I writing this correctly?" ”

"Mother?!"

Only then did she come back to her senses, looked at the half bowl of porridge in her hand, looked at the greedy child, and said softly, "Drink, look at you like this, writing a word is like inviting merit." ”

"Thank you, mother!"

The woman looked at her son's eagerness to lick the dishes and chopsticks, and she couldn't stir up a smile on her face, she looked at this scene, and there was an imperceptible ruthlessness in her eyes.

Outside the big tent, Han Zhan wiped Fang Tian's halberd and slapped himself fiercely!

His hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't even hold the cloth steadily, and he fell to the ground.

The centurion saw this scene from afar, and his steps froze, and he waited until Han Zhan picked up the cloth again, and then he came up.

"General, dinner is ready, when do you want to eat?"

"One more hour." The Korean War responded.

When the centurion got the order, he wanted to leave, but was stopped by Han Zhan, "In addition, count all the silver, distribute it according to the head, and wait until the dinner is over, and order the disbandment of the army." ”

"This, how can this be made! General, brothers are waiting for your words to go into battle and kill the enemy! ”

"Not necessarily!" Han Zhan said coldly, "This time the enemy is different from the past, there is no chance of winning a hard fight with them, and now that Kyoto has abandoned us, it is meaningless for the soldiers to sacrifice in vain." ”

"However, it is a crime to cut off your head to escape from the battle." The centurion wept silently, "General, we are not afraid of death..."

"You're old, you don't have any relatives at home, you're dead, but what about the new soldiers? They are just children, and they died in vain, so how can I explain to their families? ”

"I remember when you were recruiting, you said that they would return to their hometowns, right?"

Han Zhan wiped away the stains on the halberd that didn't exist, and continued, "In addition, the evil arts of the Western Regions, which also include the control of corpses. ”

"What?!" The centurion almost exclaimed, "Aren't those dead brethren—"

"Now, do you still need me to teach you?"

I don't know when, Han Zhan has already stood up, and his armor has been removed, but he is still holding Fang Tian's halberd, and he is still the famous Luoshui general!

His prestige can be ranked at least in the top three among the dozens of living generals in the entire Great Xia Empire.

Even his subordinates already regarded him as the god general of the Great Xia Empire!

Divine General, that is the title that can only be possessed by generals who guard a domain and are invincible, and there are only two people who can be called divine generals in the entire Great Xia Empire, plus those who have been shrouded in horse leather!

One is Cao Guang, a blood-clothed general, and the other is Wei Hai, a general who sleeps and eats with the king, Mo Qiusheng!

Both of them have devoted themselves to serving the country and sacrificing their lives for the country.

The centurion looked at the man in front of him in a daze, even if he was in danger, he was still so tall and majestic, nothing could make him afraid.

The centurion gritted his teeth, turned around, and walked away without looking back.

An hour later.

The dinner went off without a hitch.

In front of the Korean War, there are two bowls of meat soup and soup.

This time, he didn't refuse, gobbling it up, then stood up and shouted.

"I have made countless meritorious contributions in my whole life in the Korean War, and I have never been afraid of any enemy! In today's battle, I will be the head of the enemy! ”

The hundreds of generals in the hall were filled with righteous indignation.

"I'm willing to go with the general! Just want to die on the battlefield! ”

"I'm willing!"

"Swear to follow!"

......

In the entire army, he left only a hundred people, and these 100 people were brothers who fought with him from an ordinary soldier to this point, and they fought all their lives, and their bodies no longer belonged to themselves, but to the battlefield.

Even if he kills himself and persecutes them, they will not leave.

That being the case, then fight!

The red robes fluttered in the wind, the brown horses ran and roared, they looked into the distance, and the battle spirit boiled.

A fire rose into the sky, and the river was surging without waves, and the embankment, which was originally high, seemed extremely small at this moment.

A warship came in the wind, and hundreds of evil cultivators stood on the boat, their clothes fluttering, as if a certain great sect was pouring into its nest to encircle and suppress the rebel forces.

"Han Zhan, why haven't you escaped yet?"

The joking voice sounded, and after a while, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a solemn expression and a fairy spirit actually swept down from the boat dozens of meters high, like a god.

He has a completely different temperament from these evil cultivators, and is more like a famous and decent family.

However, everyone knows that this person is the culprit of this war.

Prince of the Western Regions, Gongsun Tu.

"Ahh

Screams of pain came and went, and the smell of blood wafted through the sky!

Before the battle started, the soldiers around Han Zhan suddenly exploded into a blood mist one by one, and they didn't have time to react at all!

The curse of death sounded inexplicably, and an irrepressible restlessness burst out in Han Zhan's heart!

His eyes were instantly covered with a layer of blood, and he moved with his halberd, and the whole person was like a steel gun, making a burst of sound that broke the air, vowing to stab this guy to pieces!