The sky gradually darkened, and Zhao Wu only asked Lingwu to eat with him because the war was imminent, and the father and son talked while eating. Zhao Wu instructed the guards to wait outside, and whispered to Lingwu: "Son, I paid attention to your archery today, you used the bows and arrows used by the warriors, right?" ”

"Yes, Dad, that's the third brother-in-law's bow and arrow, but he gave it to me. Because he said I couldn't pull it away, and I pulled it away at once, and he gave me his bow and arrows when he lost. Daddy, how do you think my archery skills are? ”

"Of course my son's archery skills are good, but when did you get so strong? The last test was only 300 catties, so I shouldn't be able to pull the samurai bow. And how long have you been practicing archery, so it's impossible to shoot a live animal thousands of kilometers away? ”

"Dad, I've been growing my strength lately. Normally, I don't shoot that far, but today I don't know how to shoot it, I just feel like the arrow was like my body at that time, so it could go wherever it went. ”

"Well, I don't think you can shoot either, but your strength is enough to catch up with a samurai, plus your original speed has reached the level of a samurai, and now you are a samurai at such a young age. What a joy for my father! Zhao Wu was indescribably happy in his heart, and he repeatedly served vegetables to his son, "I guess the situation you just said has something to do with you being a spiritual priest." However, I have one thing to tell you, you must listen to Daddy. ”

"Dad, you say, I must be obedient, what my mother said, I have to listen to you outside, it's not safe outside."

"Really good, son, from today onwards, you must not practice martial arts in places where there are other people, and you must not show your martial arts. No matter how far you go in the future, the most you can do is show that you're a samurai, okay? ”

"Why? I want to be a general like my father. ”

"Even if you become a general, you can only pretend to be a samurai, okay? It is important to remember that Lingwu can only be a Lingwu. Don't ask why, just listen to Dad, Dad must be good for you. You should go back and rest early, spend more time cultivating the spirit, and practice true martial arts, sword techniques, and archery when there is really no one. ”

Lingwu was really confused this time, but he knew that his father was for his own good, so he didn't ask much, and after eating, the guards returned to his residence with him. After tossing all day today, he was really tired, and several slave girls served him to sleep, and after a while, he fell asleep.

Lingwu is a fragrance for sleeping, but his father Zhao Wu can't sleep. My son is two months away from turning six years old, and now he is a samurai, but he is a spiritual cultivator! It's just that the emperor wasn't so perverted back then, if it spreads, I don't know what will happen. Fortunately, only Lu An knows the details, and it seems that he has to say hello to Lu An, and he can't let this kid talk nonsense. However, I heard that people who cultivate the spirit can't cultivate martial arts later, maybe it's because the progress of practicing martial arts first is fast, and then it's slow, and this may be the case with spiritual martial arts. The emperor also trained to be a general, and there was no progress. Madame is not here, I don't know what my son's spiritual power training looks like, only when I see his grandfather, I don't know. I don't know what Lingwu's grandfather's situation is now, and now Hongning Mansion is so chaotic, I'm really worried about him. I want to go south quickly, if the mob is around three or four hundred thousand, I can be sure of defeating the enemy, I hope that Nanxi Mansion in the south can quickly go north to help him.

Zhao Wu thought about it like this, and before he knew it, the sky was already slightly bright, and he couldn't sleep anyway, so he got up. Before the washing was finished, a guard came in and reported: "Report to the general, the president Linghe Jian asked the general to go and have a look." Zhao Wu understood that the enemy should have arrived, and it was time to see how many mobs there were. Zhao Wu strode out of the door, and the guards hurriedly followed him all the way to the city tower. Standing on the castle tower, although the sky is not yet bright, you can still see it from the other side of the river. The other side of the river was completely different from yesterday, and the fields and trees and the hillsides were full of people, sitting, standing, and walking around. There were those who carried knives, those who carried spears, those who carried sticks, and many people who carried farm tools, young and old, men and women. It's just an ordinary slave, no different. But the more Zhao Wu looked, the more frightened he became, from the river to Pingba, from Pingba to the foot of the mountain, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, it was all people. On the path at the top of the mountain, on the main road in the valley, there are still people pouring out. Zhao Wu almost wanted to scold, who the fuck said 300,000? That's no less than 500,000, but I don't know how many people are in the back? It turns out that the way to directly defeat the other party will not work. The other party is weak or weak, and most of them are not even at the level of warriors, but there are many people. One of his own people can defeat the enemy, but how many people can he have left? What do you take to the south? Only stick to the river and consume the opponent's elite strength first.

With Zhao Wu's orders one after another, a group of men and horses in Tiantai City drove to the river, especially the long spears and shields on the bridge. Less than a stone's throw from the bridge, teams of archers fanned out.

The troops were being arranged here, and there was a sudden earth-shattering cheer on the other side of the river, and a team in red clothes appeared in the distance on the opposite side. With the arrival of these people, the crowd that had been scattered all over the mountains began to gather, and from time to time there were deafening calls. The shouts from the other side woke up Tiantai City, and the people rushed to the city walls. Lingwu also stood on the city tower, and Xia Yu next to him looked at the ant-like crowd on the other side of the river, opened his mouth in surprise, and said a sentence for a long time: "My mother, how many people are here." ”

"Look there, the enemy is attacking."

"Oh my God, the enemy is rushing towards the bridge like a flood."

I saw that the soldiers guarding the bridgehead were carrying heavy shields, like iron walls approaching the bridgehead, followed by groups of pikemen following step by step. About a hundred meters on both sides of the bridge, groups of archers were arranged, with bows and arrows, aimed at the bridge.

The crowd parted, and out of it rushed a group of people, shields, and without slowing down, rushed straight from the bridge.

"Archers prepare, release" With an order, two streams of arrows on both sides suddenly flew towards the middle of the bridge. Screams were immediately heard from the bridge, and many people were hit by arrows and fell on the bridge. Some arrows were shot at the shields, making a bell-belling sound. After a few rounds of archery shooting, the people who rushed in front basically fell on the bridge, and only three or four people holding shields actually rushed all the way over, attracting the attention of all the bows and arrows, and immediately shot into hedgehogs.

In just over ten minutes after the first wave of charge, hundreds of corpses were left on the bridge. But this did not frighten the other party, and after a commotion, there was an earth-shattering cry on the other side of the bridge, and more people rushed onto the bridge with hand shields in hand, followed by a group of warriors with bows and arrows. The bearer of the shield raised his hand at the same time to cover himself from the air. When they crossed the middle of the bridge, they slowed down and carefully fended off the flying arrows, and the archers hiding behind them fired their bows and arrows. There are also a lot of arrows on both sides of the Fu Mian archers, the bows and arrows of both sides are fired, there are casualties among each other, from time to time there are people who are hit by arrows fall into the river water under the bridge, bringing a touch of bright red to the river, and it is fleeting in the surging river. It's just that the place on the bridge is too small, and there are very few people who can shoot arrows, and after a fight, there are basically few living people on the bridge. A few slaves rushed to the bridgehead, and they were greeted only by dozens of spears that pierced at the same time.

The failure of the second charge made the other party quiet, and for a while, the two sides of the bridge became extremely quiet, but this silence made people feel depressed. The crowd at the bridgehead on the other side gradually receded, and everyone's nervousness eased down. What is strange is that the other party did not move at all for the next two days.