When father and son meet, it is still a battlefield in a different place, and it feels very cordial.

Li Jing looked at his son, he was much more mature and stable, and he had a lot of sharpness on his body, which was useless before, but it could be seen that he had fought a lot along the way, and he bowed his head with satisfaction, and asked: "For the sake of my father, is my son injured?" ”

"I haven't been hurt, my father can rest assured!" Li Dejian hurriedly replied, turned over and dismounted, and saluted solemnly.

The ancients valued filial piety!

"Big brother!"

A voice of surprise came from Li Jing's pro-army, and then a sturdy man stepped forward quickly and grabbed Li Dejian, his eyes full of kindness and surprise.

"Virtue Award?"

Li Dejian shouted in surprise: "The second brother is also here?" That's good, protect your father. ”

"Don't worry, big brother, little brother can save it." Li De Award replied.

"The war is important, let's talk about it later!"

Li Dejian said a word and looked at Xue Rengui.

Xue Rengui is planning the next battle, and there are two cores, one is to require each division to draw all the archers out, and after entering the city, launch an attack from different angles to shoot all the enemies they see, and the other is that each division is ready to receive archers at any time to prevent the Turks from chasing and killing.

The five division commanders agreed and hurried to prepare.

Not long after, the army marched into the city in a murderous spirit.

Xue Rengui also went to the city to command, and did not arrange a task for Li Dejian.

Li Dejian understood that Xue Rengui wanted to give himself and his family a chance to catch up with the past, to fight thousands of miles, nine deaths, and indeed there were endless things to say and ask endlessly, but Li Dejian restrained himself and said to Li Jing: "Father, although the child does not belong to the end army, he has been fighting side by side with the end army during this time, and he is still a part of it. ”

"That's right, go, De Award, take the pro-army with you, and protect your eldest brother." Li Jing said with understanding, as a veteran, of course he understands Li Dejian's thoughts.

Li De rewarded the brave warriors, and when he heard the battle, he was overjoyed, and when he heard that he let him pass, he was immediately overjoyed, and he agreed, and loudly beckoned the pro-army to follow, and accompanied Li Dejian to rush into the city.

The pro-army is composed of family soldiers, all of whom are veterans who followed Li Jing back then, and they are all good at fighting.

"One article and one martial arts, the good fortune of the Patriotic Prince!" Su Dingfang said with emotion.

"General Su has a good reputation, you are all young people, how close you will be in the future!" Li Jing meant something.

Su Dingfang was not stupid, he understood the sound outside the strings, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Thank you Wei Guogong for your trust, Su has long heard that Chief of Staff Li has a great talent for commanding troops, and he has won the guidance of the King of Han, and Wei Guogong has been carefully cultivated since he was a child, and his talents are outstanding. ”

"General Su is not bad either!" Li Jing smiled with satisfaction, who doesn't want others to praise their son? Hearing the shouts of killing in the city, knowing that Xue Rengui had already fought with the Turkic army, he asked with a smile: "How long does General Su think it will take General Xue to clear the enemy in the city?" ”

"With General Xue's ability, one hour is enough." Su Dingfang said firmly.

"No, the old man thinks that half an hour is enough, why don't you and I gamble?"

"Bet on what?" Su Dingfang promised that it doesn't matter if he wins or loses, the key can narrow the distance between the two sides.

"If the old man loses, General Su can make a request, as long as the old man can do it, there will be no lake, if the old man wins, General Su is willing to worship the old man?" Li Jing asked bluntly.

"Really?"

Su Dingfang was overjoyed, seeing that Li Jing's eyes were sincere and his expression was determined, he puffed, knelt down and kowtowed directly, and said excitedly: "Apprentice to meet Master!" ”

"Are you so sure the old man will win?" Li Jing asked with satisfaction.

Su Dingfang smiled excitedly: "If the master loses, the apprentice is also about to make this request, in other words, no matter whether he wins or loses, the apprentice will be determined." ”

"Hahaha!" Li Jing didn't expect Su Dingfang to have this intention, the two coincided, isn't this destined by providence? Suddenly the old man was relieved and happy.

"Dongdong, Dongdong!"

Su Dingfang kowtowed hard, his forehead hit the ground, purple and red, full of sincerity.

After nine rings in a row, Su Dingfang raised his head and said: "Master, the etiquette is hasty and simple, first determine the name, and when I return to Hanzhou, I will ask the King of Han to witness and officially worship the teacher." ”

The ancients respected their teachers, being teachers for one day and fathers for life, and really providing for fathers.

Li Jing was very satisfied with Su Dingfang's attitude of attaching importance to it, helped the person up, and said with a smile: "My soldier is not formal, abandons red tape, and only talks about practice. As he spoke, he took out a military book from his bosom and handed it over, adding: "This is the master's life's work, and it will be passed on to you today." ”

"Thank you, Master, for making it happen!"

Su Dingfang was overjoyed, and solemnly saluted, then took the military book and looked at it, on which the four words "Weigong Art of War" were written, signed by Li Jing, and there was an unexpected name - Qin Huaidao.

Li Jing saw Su Dingfang's surprise, and said with a smile: "No need to be surprised, this military book was written a year ago, and then communicated with the King of Han, and the idea was opened.

Su Dingfang was overjoyed, and worshiped two masters at once, one is the world-famous, unparalleled art of war master Wei Guogong, and the other is the same world-famous Han King, his own lord, this is a great grace, the two thickest thighs, with this backing, as long as you don't die, you will definitely be on the rise, your heart is warm, and you solemnly said: "Master Xie is complete!" This great favor will be repaid with life, and if this oath is violated, the sky will thunder. “

With a satisfactory heir, Li Jing was very happy.

At this time, the shouts of killing in the city shook the sky, and it was obvious that the battle was white-hot, Li Jing pressed down on the distracting thoughts, looked in the direction of the city with deep eyes, and pricked up his ears.

"Master, why don't I bring someone in to help?" Su Dingfang said with some concern.

"Don't worry, the Loulan army has been fighting repeatedly, and it is already at the end of the crossbow, and rushing into it will drag Xue Rengui down, wait and see, but the army can be prepared, just in case." Li Jing reminded.

As soon as Su Dingfang heard the reason, he hurriedly went to reorganize the army.

Li Jing passed through the city gate and came to the city, where he saw the sound of shouting and killing in the distance, countless feathered arrows flying, and many people on the street were fighting, but most of the sight was blocked by houses and smoke, and it was difficult to see clearly.

After waiting for a while, Su Dingfang came over, stared ahead for a moment, and said: "Xue Rengui's bravery, no one in the world is invincible, there will be no problem, the victory or defeat is only a matter of time, Master does not need to worry." “

"Don't worry about the victory, the Turks have fought repeatedly, the same to the limit, if it weren't for the support of the heart of homecoming, it would have collapsed, after this war, the willpower has reached the verge of collapse, if no reinforcements arrive, the Turks will fight to the end with you, but as soon as the reinforcements arrive, the army's heart will collapse, and what the division is worried about is the end of the road, the Turkic army will inevitably go crazy, and the mourning soldiers are difficult to beat, Xue Rengui wants to win, I am afraid that the loss is not small."

When Su Dingfang heard that it made sense, he secretly wrote it down, this is a valuable experience.

As he spoke, the shouts of killing faded away.

The two were a little surprised, and suddenly saw a person and a horse rushing over, it was Li Dejiao.