"Group rate~"

The loud voice of the cow made Zhang Xiyang, who was looking at the map, raise his head, and a pure black healthy horse came towards him, and he immediately carried a person in addition to the team upright.

When he got closer, he turned over and dismounted, and took the person on the horseback down: "Tuan Rate, this is a young man with a broken arm just discovered, who was already unconscious when he was found, wearing a leather armor, and came from the south. ”

"South?"

Zhang Xiyang's gaze quickly swept over the map.

Jongnam-gun!

At this time, Zhang Xiyang and others were already more than 100 miles south of Qingcheng County, and more than 50 horsemen originally wanted to break through the siege and go to the west to find reinforcements, but they did not expect that the Kung Fu Jing Army had already sent tens of thousands of troops to the west, blocking all the large and small roads like iron buckets, Zhang Xiyang and others had no choice but to march south with men and horses, on the one hand to explore the situation in Zhangnan County, and on the other hand, to bypass the enemy troops and act at the opportunity.

"Wake him up."

Niu Gao heard that he had already squirted the water in his mouth directly.

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't the group rate say wake up? The mark has always been like this, and I woke up after a spray. ”

As he spoke, the young man opened his eyes slightly, and muttered a little sound in his mouth.

Niu Gao said happily: "How is it, wake up." ”

"Your big mouth is stinky, I'm afraid you haven't been woken up."

Everyone laughed when they heard this.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a soldier on the ground with a water bag next to him, and after a few big sips, he finally felt that he had breathed back.

Still a little weak, the young man looked at the crowd and asked, "Who are you?" Is it the king? ”

The armor worn by Zhang Xiyang and others is extraordinarily powerful, and the knife marks and arrow holes on the armor can be seen everywhere, and at first glance it is an elite division that has gone through a great war.

Before he could answer, the young man's brows furrowed, he lowered his head and sniffed, and asked puzzledly, "What does this smell like?" ”

Niu Gao's face turned red, and the laughter of the surrounding sergeants suddenly became very presumptuous, which made the originally tense atmosphere a little lighter.

Zhang Xiyang also smiled slightly and asked, "What's your name?" What's the matter with your leather armor and injuries? ”

The young man glanced around, and although he already had a positive answer in his heart, he still asked, "Are you the Great Zheng Wangshi?" ”

Niu Gao finally found an opportunity, his big fan-like hand slapped on his chest, the flesh palm collided with the iron armor and made a clear sound, and the big head was like a big rooster who had won a fight, and said proudly: "That's natural, we are the Great Zheng Xiaozhou Army, this officer is the Second Regiment of the Second Regiment of the A Brigade of the Heavy Armor Battalion of the Xiaozhou Army, and the one standing in front of you is General Zhang Xiyang Zhang, who is also the leader of the vanguard regiment led by the Donggong Guard." ”

After speaking, he took off the waist card on his body and shook it in front of the young man's eyes.

A series of famous teenagers are a little dizzy, but Xiao Zhoujun is still very clear to him, as Zheng Guoerlang, who doesn't know Xiao Zhoujun, as for the Donggong Wei rate, it is the prince's descendants, and the future of the prince's succession to the throne is immeasurable.

But the joy in the young man's eyes was quickly replaced by grief, and tears poured out directly: "Xiao Zhoujun, Wang Shi, you are really Wang Shi!" Why are you here? ”

After saying that, he threw himself into Zhang Xiyang's arms and cried.

Everyone looked at each other, a little unbearable, in less than a month, everyone had seen too many broken families, and the boy in front of him, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, must have experienced unbearable pain.

The smile on Niu Gao's face was gone, and the boy reminded him of the mass grave where many of his fellow clans were buried.

Jingren wolf son is so ambitious and brutal that he can't be called a human being.

Soon the young man's cry turned to sobbing, maybe he was too tired, or maybe he suddenly had a sense of security and the whole person relaxed, and after a while, he fell asleep in Zhang Xiyang's arms, but his face was full of pressed tears.

"Group rate, this ......"

A soldier next to him asked, a little confused.

Zhang Xiyang was also a little helpless, but fortunately he was only a teenager, and he was still within his ability: "Divide a horse and bring it, first find a more hidden and safe place and then make plans." ”

The time is already early June, although the summer atmosphere in the entire Great Zheng Empire is already very eye-catching, but in this night in Huizhou, Zhang Xiyang and others feel a little cold, I don't know if it is an illusion, I always feel that there is a faint smell of blood in the air.

A few soldiers went out to hunt a few wild animals and came back, and they lit a fire in the cave and roasted them.

This cave is not only remote but also low-lying, the entrance is hidden, and the most important cave is even deep in the depths of the groundwater, so as long as the smoke is not large, there is nothing to worry about.

Barbecue without condiments is difficult to talk about deliciousness except for some burnt taste, but the boy was still attracted to it, patted his head, and noticed the food in front of him after he cleared up a little.

"I'm hungry, come and get some food." Niu Gao tore off a rabbit leg and handed it over.

The young man took it and devoured it, even though his mouth was full and continued to bite, the fierce expression made everyone speechless for a while.

This little guy looked with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and there were no calluses on his hands, thinking that he must be a young master from a big family, but he was hungry like this.

"Here, drink some water."

The young man glanced at the beard in front of him gratefully, and he was really choking, taking a big mouthful of water, and only then did he feel that this life was back when he had dry goods in his stomach.

It was only at this point that the boy began to seriously look at the people in front of him.

Everyone's face was sad or curious, there were soldiers in charge of guarding near the entrance of the cave, and then the firelight could see the scattered marks on the armor behind them, and there were more than a dozen people sitting around, and the rest were wiping their swords, guns and armor, and some even snoring and sleeping sweetly.

The boy seemed to think of something, and his eyes began to moisten again.

"What's your name, young man?"

The boy looked up, he remembered this man, the fierce-looking and foul-mouthed team who had said that this person was their leader.

"My name is Wang Zhixing."

The voice was still a little hoarse, but the boy's mood had calmed down.

"Good name, how old is it?"

"Twelve."

"Oh, it's still a little doll." Niu Gao's loud voice rang out again, and the sandpaper-like slap lightly rested on the young man's shoulder.

Who knew that the young man also turned his head and said viciously: "I'm not a little doll, I've been crowned, I'm an adult." ”

"Hahaha."

"You little doll, where is there a crown at the age of twelve, the earliest has to be sixteen years old, you see our group rate, this year is seventeen, last year in the army crowned." This time it was Zhu Gui who spoke.

The young man's eyes were hazy, and his mood that had just calmed down fluctuated again: "It was my father who crowned me, and at that time, Old Master Zhu and General Shao were all there, as well as Commander Zhang, Zhou Lurate, they were all there." As he spoke, there was already a cry in his voice.

Several people looked at each other and felt that it was not simple, and intuitively felt that there must be something hidden in it.

"Little Brother Wang, don't cry first, tell us first, who your father is, who is the commander of General Shao Zhang you just said, and why you are here, what is the matter with the injuries and leather armor on your body."

"Take your time, one by one."

The boy sobbed for a few moments before stopping, still holding the bone of the rabbit leg in his hand.

"My name is Wang Zhixing, and my father is Wang Yuanchong, the county commander of Guqu County, Zhangnan County."

Rumble!

The first thing the boy said was the news.

It turned out to be the son of the county magistrate of Guqu County, Zhangnan County.

Guqu County is the county of Zhangnan County, and the son of Guqu County Ling is here alone and has a broken arm, so what happened to Guqu County at this time?

Pigs don't even have to think about it to guess.

Sure enough, the young man continued: "In the early stage, the Jing army of more than 100,000 troops attacked, and Liu Panzhi's wicked man was too guarded, not only did he not think about how to serve the country and arrange the city defense, but when the Jing people had not yet arrived, he had to run with the people of the city defense camp, and his father and General Shao went to persuade him, and the county lieutenant Ma Bu was a tiger and even wanted to mobilize troops and horses to besiege and kill my father and General Shao. ”

"Then after the Jingren came, my father and General Shao only allowed Liu Panzhi to bring a small number of henchmen in order to ensure that everyone was united, and all the remaining city defense battalions and the soldiers of Huizhou Wei went to the city to fight, and my father deployed grain, grass and equipment in the city to mobilize the young and strong."

"But there are really too many Jing troops, our soldiers are only in their early 2,000s, plus the young and strong are not enough 3,000, the people of the entire Guqu County, regardless of men, women and children, are desperate, everyone knows that the Jing people are brutal, if the city is broken, the consequences are unimaginable."

"More than 100,000 Jing people, I don't remember how many days I watched, but a lot of people were brought down from the city every day."

"Later, there was really no one to be on the half-sized boy, that is, at that time, my father proposed to crown me, and if I was crowned, I was an adult, and if I was an adult, I had to defend the city, and my grandmother also said that Haoerlang was going to die at this time, my father was Guqu's parents, and I was his son, so I had to die, otherwise I would be sorry for the ancestors of the Wang family."

"Crowning me at night, General Shao came, and Commander Zhang also came, but at that time, Commander Zhang was carried in, as well as Zhou Brigade Rate and Song Brigade Rate, as well as Old Master Zhu."

"It was a lively night, and then I was an adult, and I could wear armor and a sword."

"The next day, the Jing army attacked the city like crazy, we had no arrows, no stones, demolished a lot of houses, and in the end we even threw the corpse of the robe as a rolling log, and I killed one with my own hands that day, but I also lost an arm."

Everyone listened attentively, every word that came out of the young man's mouth was covered with blood, Zhang Xiyang seemed to see the battle at the head of Guqu City, the Huizhou guards on the city wall and the young men in the city staggered and cooperated with each other to resist the attack of the Jing people, from time to time someone screamed and fell, and the people in the rear immediately made up for it.

Blood trickled down the steps and cracks in the walls, drenching in the dirt.

There seemed to be a sound of fighting in his ears, and there was an unwilling roar in the raging.

The soldier who had been sleeping also sat up at some point and listened quietly, as a soldier, it was extremely uncomfortable for every soldier present to hear this kind of thing.

The glory of the warrior comes from the battlefield, and the chief Ge captures the enemy chief and asks the king for the blame.

In the three hundred years of Dazheng, except for the first few years, who has fought against enemy soldiers on his own land?

Over the years, the reputation of Da Zheng Bingfeng is no longer what it used to be.

It's a shame! A shame that can only be diluted with blood!

The soldiers on duty breathed a little heavily, or rather, everyone breathed heavily, and there was a flame that slowly rose and deteriorated in the oppression.