Zhang Changling was aroused by Yang Jing's few words, and the bone chopping knife hissed and screamed, as if thousands of unjust souls were living in it!

However, Yang Jing didn't move, the blade stopped on his forehead, stuck to the flesh, did not move, and a thick blood poured into his nose, as if he had eaten mustard, only rushing to the door of his head.

But those are not the blood of the pig, but the blood of the countless enemies that Zhang Changling has killed on the battlefield!

"After all, I don't even have the courage to kill..."Yang Jing stretched out his two fingers and gently pushed the blade away, but Zhang Changling was like a deflated ball, and as soon as his hand was released, the bone chopping knife fell down and stuck on the ground.

"It's me who has failed them, it's me who survives, it's... It's me... It's me!" Zhang Changling seemed to have found an outlet to pour out, and the grief and anger that had not been revealed for more than ten years finally vented.

The most touching thing in this world is not the tears of the beauties, but the tenderness of the iron man, the beauties will not cry one day, after all, it is the nature of women to cry, and it is their silent protest.

But the tears of the heroes at the end of the road are really heartbreaking.

Yang Jing didn't know how to soothe him, after all, his trip was not to comfort him, but to cheer him up, so that he could pick up the butcher's knife again, the butcher's knife to kill the enemy, not the butcher's knife to kill pigs!

"Since you have failed them, then make up for it, otherwise how will you face those tablets and those dozens of knives behind you?"

Zhang Changling finally realized something, and roared at Yang Jing: "If it weren't for the uselessness of the imperial court back then, I, Zhang Changling, would not have failed, and my brothers would not have died!"

"If Your Excellency wants me to work for this bullshit court again, I'd better die of this heart!" Zhang Changling's eyes erupted, and he roared.

Yang Jing's lips moved for a long time before he couldn't help but speak.

"The court, hehe, it's not the court that needs you, it's the people who need you!"

"You have lived more than ten years longer than your brothers, and you have to take back the credit that you failed to win for them, if your name goes down in history, everyone will remember that the battle of Luoluo also had your Zhang Changling's unyielding struggle, and naturally talk about your brothers. ”

"But if you just sell pork until you die of old age, who will remember them, who will remember you?

"You can not be for the court, not for the officials, not even for the people, but just for a victory, I can tolerate these, but I must not even have the last bit of blood of the Great Song generals, if you old soldiers also die, the backbone of the Great Song Army will really be broken!"

Yang Jing was also excited, seeing that Zhang Changling's eyes were deep, as if he was in deep thought, he hit the railway while it was hot.

"I don't want you to work hard for the court, I want you to get back all the debts you owe to your brothers, I don't want you to sell your life, but let you kill people, let you fill back the lives of your brothers!"

Zhang Changling looked at Yang Jing, listened to Yang Jing's somewhat deviant words, and suddenly asked, "Who are you!"

Yang Jing took his hand behind and said to Zhang Changling: "My name is Yang Jing, I am the general moderation of this southern expedition, I am indeed here to be a lobbyist, you can think that I am for the court, for the official family, but you can't deny that this is the only chance for you!"

"Yang Jing? You are Yang Jing?!" Zhang Changling was a little excited, muttering and repeating, although he is hidden in the market, it does not mean that he does not pay attention to current affairs.

And his source is not hearsay from the ordinary people, after all, he is a former killer in the army, even if he doesn't want to hear it, those who want him to make a comeback will always bring the news to his ears.

He had naturally heard about Yang Jing and Zong Yun's sweeping of the north, but he didn't expect Yang Jing to be so young and so calm!

His knife contained more than ten years of anger, that is, when the Lord of Yama saw it, he had to retreat, but Yang Jing was unmoved!

This young man's wisdom and composure are as deep as the ocean!

Yang Jing saw the change in his expression, and finally showed a smile, he took out a talisman box from his sleeve cage and gently placed it on the steps.

"Not long after I accepted the appointment, the boss's seal has not yet been issued, but I have asked for a lieutenant's seal, which is my only request to the official, and I want to use my own lieutenant. ”

"After all, I am a person from the imperial court, don't look at me now as a marquis and worship the marquis, in fact, I have no awareness of officialdom at all, if you really want to count it, it should be the kind you hate the most, relying on the emperor's favor to get a traitorous minister of high officials and lords. ”

When Yang Jing said this, he couldn't help but laugh bitterly at himself, but Zhang Changling shook his head slightly, and didn't seem to agree with Yang Jing's statement.

"I can't do much, but I can guarantee that as long as you are my lieutenant, then I will deal with the court, and you only need to kill all the enemies!"

"You think about it, I'll wait for you outside. ”

After Yang Jing finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the door, and the neighbors of the whole street had gathered outside the butcher shop, and they glared at Yang Jing angrily, especially those mature women, who gritted their teeth at Yang Jing.

One of the women in the jinghai cloth skirt, about in her early thirties, with a melancholy face, clenched the skirt tightly with both hands, biting her lower lip, and wanted to come up to ask Yang Jing several times, but she didn't come over after all.

Yang Jing stood in front of the butcher shop and waited quietly.

After a while, Butcher Zhang finally came out of it, but he was carrying a dragon skin drum on his shoulder!

The drum is like a blood-colored pond, and the slightly weak Butcher Zhang is like a giant carrying a pillar of heaven!

He nodded at Yang Jing and said, "You can go." ”

Yang Jing also nodded, and then led the way in front, and when he arrived in front of the woman, Butcher Zhang stood still and raised his voice.

"Red pheasant, the things in it, all belong to you in the future, I have locked the room at the back of the yard, no one is allowed to enter, the rest of the things, are left to you, I have also saved some savings over the years, the neighbors know, I have no other hobbies, if you can, take out the money, hire a gentleman, change this butcher shop into a Mongolian school, and read to the children in the neighborhood." ”

Everyone listened to Butcher Zhang's words, and many people couldn't help but redden, and the woman named Red Pheasant had burst into tears, she knew that this man would never come back if he left today.

Butcher Zhang smiled at her, this was the first time in more than ten years that the neighbors had seen his smile!

He pulled the gown on his body, and the red pheasant was suddenly full of agitation, eager to hug this man fiercely, the gown was sewn by her own hands, and the inner lining of the chest was secretly embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks, she thought he would never find out in his life...

Their butcher Zhang didn't linger anymore, but followed the young and good-looking man in the direction of the street.

The red pheasant followed, and the neighbors followed behind the red pheasant, and the line became longer and longer, and many people were curious about what the origin of this drum was, and only some old people with moist eyes knew what the story of this drum was.

finally arrived outside the Yongjin Gate, but I saw a phalanx in front of me, which turned out to be all red-armored forbidden troops, and in front of the forbidden army, there were dozens of forty or fifty-year-old soldiers!

They were more or less disabled, wearing old-fashioned foot armor, and the heavy armor had weighed down them a little, but they still held their backs as straight as guns!

"Gongsheng Left Chamber, Tiger Head Battalion Marquis Zhou Dacang, led the standard corporal forty-six people, and welcomed the commander Zhang Changling back to the camp!"

The veterans behind him saw Zhang Changling carrying the big drum, and they had already burst into tears, and shouted in unison: "Welcome the handsome back to the camp!"

"Welcome back to the camp!"

There are about 300 red-armored forbidden soldiers of the Gong Holy Army, who were brought by Yang Jing, and they are all the main school officers selected by Yang Jing.

"Welcome back to the camp!"

"Zhang Changling! He is Zhang Changling! Our Zhang butcher is actually the jade-faced yaksha Zhang Changling!"

The neighbors were completely dumbfounded, they had seen the jade-faced yaksha played by the drama countless times on the stage, they knew the countless achievements of the jade-faced yaksha in the mouths of the storyteller, and even those ignorant naughty boys, who chased and fought on weekdays, were proud of the opportunity to play Zhang Changling by drawing lots!

But who would have thought that Zhang Changling, the jade-faced yaksha, lived on their street and gave them a pork account on credit for more than ten years!

The red pheasant and those who had had a dewy relationship with that Zhang butcher, their hearts were even more agitated like an angry sea frenzy, and they thought that they had slept with an energetic butcher, who knew that they were peerless heroes!

The widows who failed to cross the hurdle in the end were all repentant at this time, and when they looked at the red pheasant, there was only envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Zhang Changling didn't care about this, his eyes were focused on those old brothers!

He has been in the army for many years and has accumulated a lot of savings, but since the defeat in the war, he has never used the money he left behind when he was an officer, and all this money is used to support his subordinates.

But for so many years, he has been shameless to face these surviving old brothers, but at this time, he saw that these old brothers were all of the same heart as him, and until now, they still want to regain everything they have lost!

He gently put down the dragon drum, knelt down on one knee and bowed to Yang Jing and said, "The last general, Zhang Changling, meet Lord Yang Jing, the Marquis of Jingxi, the general commander of the Southern Army!"

Many neighbors were boiling again, and it turned out that this young man was Yang Jing!

If the jade-faced Yaksha Zhang Changling was a big hero more than ten years ago, then Yang Jing is the most talked about name in the world in the past two or three years!

The imperial court was able to take back the two Huai, isn't it because of Yang Jing!

Yang Jing has been back in Beijing for so long, and the news from the north has gradually spread back, and everyone in Lin'an also knows that Yang Jing has been missing for nearly a year due to illness, but he actually sneaked into the imperial capital of the Mongols, Har and Lin, and made waves in the Mongols' imperial court, stirring up countless bloody storms!

How fortunate they are to be able to meet two heroes in the same place in one day, they are the backbone of the Great Song Dynasty!

Yang Jing heard the voices of the neighbors, and could also feel the worship and salute in their eyes, he just nodded to everyone, and then helped Zhang Changling up and led him to the side of the dragon seed Snow Jade Horse.

"There is no greeting gift, this horse will be given to you. ”

The people of the Arch Saint Army couldn't help but be surprised, this was a gift from the emperor, how could they be given away casually!

Zhang Changling stroked the horse's snow-like fur, his vision was naturally there, not to mention that there was also the mark of the imperial horse supervisor on the saddle!

But he didn't hesitate, turned on his horse, and shouted to the old soldiers: "Go back to the camp!"

Yang Jing's long sleeves were rolled, and the huge dragon drum actually made a loud bang, just like the spring thunder that all things germinate!

The dragon drum was rolled up and flew towards the chariot brought by the Gong Saint Army, and landed on it steadily, and Yang Jing also said loudly.

"Back to camp!"

On that day, Zhao Yun issued an edict of guilt, for the soldiers who had entered Luo, and for the Great Song army, which had been weakened for so many years, and the soldiers of the Southern Expedition were silent, and their momentum was like a dragon!