Chapter 118 Fight to Fame (Come on, Wuhan!) Come on, China! ）

After the story was told, the little boy fell into deep thought, and only after a long time did he look at her and said seriously: "Sister, I understand! I won't be able to learn martial arts because of what is difficult for me! ”

Looking at the seriousness in Bai Junning's eyes, Xu Mengmeng's face was full of relief: "Well, my father has fought on the battlefield all his life, not to seek wealth and power, but to fulfill the responsibility of an Eastern Jin Dynasty person to the country and the people!"

When the Southern Tang Dynasty is weak today, and the Western Chu is friendly with us, only the Northern Wei has been looking at the tiger, the saint is young, trusts Zhao Taifu, and is afraid of my Bai family, and there are too few capable people in the court, so if you want to protect the safety of the people of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the northern border can only be guarded by our Bai family.

You also know your sister's current situation, so the future of the north is your responsibility, you have been weak since you were a child and are not suitable for martial arts, and you can't serve the public in martial arts, so you have to have wisdom and talent like Zhuge Liang, do you understand? ”

"Well, sister, I will definitely protect the north!" The boy nodded with a slight redder in his eyes.

"The twelve white ghost horsemen left by my father, each of them is not an ordinary person, since the accident of the Bai family, they have paid too much for us, and my father's kindness has long been paid off, we can't always bind them in the name of morality, they should have their own lives!" Xu Mengmeng handed him a box that had been prepared a long time ago, and said softly:

"I don't know how many soldiers and horses will be left after this war, they will take more care of you in the face of me and the twelve horsemen, but if you want to be recognized by them, you must rely on your own strength, and this is what I have prepared for you!"

"Thank you, sister!" The cheap brother reached out and took the box and plunged into her arms.

The soldiers and horses of the original Jizhou were personally trained by General Lin, and they had rich combat experience, but it was the Beijing soldiers brought by Xu Mengmeng who had been pampered for a long time, except for the five thousand silver guards, the combat ability of the others was simply spicy.

Fortunately, the two of them took this into account when they discussed, and arranged for the strongest silver guards to take the lead, followed by the original Jizhou army, and finally those soldiers from the camp on the outskirts of Beijing.

At the beginning, the twenty or thirty generals on the guard side led their troops to rush to the front, but at this time it was no longer a personal battle, and they didn't have time to play with them in Yinyue, so they showed their greatest skills, and solved nearly half of the generals of the guard army in an instant.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the other generals immediately turned their horses' heads and retreated into the middle of their ranks, and the twelve horsemen wanted to chase and kill, but a large number of enemy troops surrounded them, and they could only solve the dilemma in front of them first.

In this war, Mu Jingyun was the only one who did not participate, he stood on the high city wall and watched quietly, he didn't know when there were such a few powerful characters in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, he admired and envied Ning Jun at the same time, he had a deep fear of Ning Jun, who had been behind the scenes.

At the beginning, the silver guards opened the way, and the Eastern Jin Dynasty soldiers fought quite easily, but as they went deeper and deeper into the enemy army, the number of enemy troops they faced became larger and larger, and the silver guards were gradually dispersed.

Although those generals of the Northern Guard did not dare to fight alone with the Silver Moon, it was more than enough to deal with those lone Silver Guards.

Because Lu Ming was one of the thousand households in the Silver Guard, he rushed to the front at the beginning, and after killing many enemy soldiers, he unknowingly went deep into the enemy army.

One of the generals in the guard army named Li Zhongyong had already noticed the existence of Lu Ming, and at this time he saw the opportunity to attack him.

Lu Ming was in the middle of the battle, and suddenly a strong wind hit the right side, he hurriedly turned around and raised his knife to block the file, but he didn't want the Northern Guard general to be amazingly powerful, and he knocked the knife in his hand to the ground at once. Another shot was swung over, and he quickly lay down on the horse's back, his right hand touched his waist, and the moment the spear grazed the top of his head, his right hand was thrown out like lightning.

"Ah~" Li Zhongyong never expected that after he knocked the opponent's big knife to the ground, the other party actually had other weapons on his body, and before he could see what was flying, the thing had already hit his face and took away pieces of flesh and blood.

Lu Ming looked at the bloody ball that had returned to his hand, and grinned, he didn't expect that such a small thing could give the enemy a surprise blow at a critical moment.

Then he took advantage of Li Zhongyong's stunned time, fished out the hand crossbow hanging on the horse, aimed at Li Zhongyong and pulled the trigger and shot out, the lethality of the crossbow arrow was not small, and because of the close distance between the two, Li Zhongyong almost didn't have time to escape and fell to the ground from the horse.

Few people noticed this scene of the soldiers who were fighting, but Mu Jingyun, who had been at a high place, caught it, he had already seen the crossbow before, but he had never seen the little thing that injured one of his fierce generals just now, when did the Eastern Jin Dynasty produce such a powerful crafting master? Why hasn't there been any news at all?

Of course, he had a faint idea in his heart, these weapons were all made by Ning Jun, after all, this group of soldiers with bright clothes and extraordinary momentum were not the original ones of Jizhou in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but when he thought of Ning Jun's identity as a woman, he quickly denied it, she was already both civil and military and bold, if she could also make weapons, it would be too demonic!

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to say that this was the most likely answer, and his back couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he thought of this.

No matter how Mu Jingyun's mind flowed at this time, the light on the twelve horsemen and the silver guards would not be hidden, and almost everyone everywhere they went was afraid and did not dare to approach.

Perhaps it was the worship of their own generals' demeanor, or perhaps they were touched by the bravery of the iron-clad and silver guards, the morale of the Eastern Jin Dynasty sergeants became stronger and stronger, and the two sides seemed to be angry, and the fighting spirit of the Northern Guard sergeants also gushed out.

Between the shadows of the swords and swords, streams of blood flowed by, dyeing the land and the sky in a striking cinnabar color, falling into everyone's eyes, and painting their pupils a thick scarlet one by one.

The battle of more than 400,000 troops was not a matter of moments, and this war fought from early morning to dusk took away not only time, but also fresh lives. And what was left behind was not only the tears of the Eastern Jin Dynasty soldiers crying or laughing, but also the bright red and wreckage all over the ground.

The candles in the tent were swaying, the moon stars outside the tent were scarce, and Xu Mengmeng, who was dressed in white, stood at the door of the tent, quietly watching the direction of the return of the army.

The sound of horses' hooves was near, and a familiar figure galloped over, stopped when she was still some distance away, dismounted and knelt on one knee, and said softly: "General, we are back, fortunately, we are not dishonored!" ”

"Thank you for your hard work! On behalf of the people of Jizhou and even the Eastern Jin Dynasty, thank you! Xu Mengmeng bowed deeply to the army and continued: "Take good care of the injured brothers, and bury those brothers who died bravely!" ”

"General" "General" "General" ......

The sergeants raised their weapons and roared excitedly.

"What about our casualties this time?" After the army went down to rest, the freshened twelve horsemen reappeared in Xu Mengmeng's tent, Xu Mengmeng looked at everyone one by one, and saw that everyone was not seriously injured, so he took the lead in asking.

"Our army has lost 46,413 casualties, including 17 Yinwei, and although the enemy army has not been counted, it should be no less than 780,000!" Liujin took Xu Mengmeng's question and replied.

"Well, go down and get some rest! We will leave for Jizhou tomorrow! Although Xu Mengmeng was uncomfortable with the death of so many brothers, he also knew that all this was inevitable.

In this way, the attack of the Northern Guard finally ended in a fiasco, and this battle not only achieved the elegance of the twelve horsemen, but also achieved the prestige of the ironclad silver guards and the Jizhou sergeants, and also achieved the sonorous reputation of Ning Jun's Eastern Jin God of War.