At the urging of his father, Zhang Sigou helped his father put on his armor.

But looking at his father's appearance in armor, Zhang Sigou's eyes were red again.

"Hold back your little bit of horse pee!

Lao Tzu is going on an expedition, don't give Lao Tzu this whole death! ”

His strange appearance made Zhang Laohan see it, and he immediately ushered in a reprimand.

However, Zhang Sigou did not shrink his head as timidly as in the past this time, but suddenly grabbed his father's hand and plucked up the courage to say:

"Daddy! Why don't we go? You go with your son, let's escape from Bianjing quickly.

No matter how good you were when you were young, you're almost fifty now!

That's not one or two Huns, that's more than 200,000 Huns!

More than 200,000 people, didn't you go to die in the past? ”

Zhang Sigou couldn't bear to watch his father die, he didn't know how majestic his father was when he was young, but he was old now!

The Huns had more than 200,000!

Even the imperial court can't stop it, so what can his father do?

It's just a plain death, it's not worth it!

"You fucking fart!"

Zhang Laohan directly exposed his foul language, shook off Zhang Sigou's hand and scolded:

"What's wrong with Lao Tzu being almost fifty? Lao Tzu can still cut off the head of the Hun dog?

Two hundred thousand? What's wrong with 200,000! At the peak of the Huns, there were only 200,000 people, but we still rushed into the 500,000 army of the Huns!

Kill him like this, and turn his back on his back!

If you think like this, the Great Song Dynasty would have died a long time ago, so what would you fight when there were more enemies than us, wouldn't it be good to surrender directly?

And then honestly being used as a slave and wantonly killed?

Lao Tzu tells you! No way!

In my life, Lao Tzu has never been afraid of the Huns!

Don't say 200,000, it's 1 million, you dare to charge!

Do you think that the sky is falling when the Huns besiege Bianjing?

Lao Tzu told you that Lao Tzu has eaten more salt than you have walked!

At that time, the Xiongnu surrounded the capital across the mountain!

At present, Lao Tzu has experienced a lot of this situation!

It's useless to blindly escape!

People are bullying you! Only to fight! Take your life to fight! If people don't dare to touch you, you can have a peaceful birthday!

Lao Tzu laid you peace for 20 years! Today, I will let you rabbit cubs see our majesty!

One by one, the people in the province were afraid when they saw the Huns.

No bones! Lose face! ”

Zhang Laohan's words sprayed Zhang Sigou's bloody head, but Zhang Sigou was still unconvinced:

"So what?

Even if you fought hard to beat the Huns away, so what?

Wasn't you abandoned by the imperial court at that time, otherwise our family would be here?

Ended up at a point where you can't even eat enough?

Does it make sense?

Even if you pay your life to drive the Huns away again, then we are still untouchables, those officials eat and drink spicy, we don't even have to eat steamed buns!

Is it worth it?

Help them with their might?

What if Da Song is dead? We are not all untouchables, and no amount of effort you can change the fact that we are untouchables!

To rebel and not to resist! What's the difference!

Father! Let's go with the kids!

We are just a small people, it doesn't make sense for you to go to the battlefield or not!

No one will remember you, will remember what we paid, this Da Song is theirs, not ours! ”

Zhang Laohan was silent, and Zhang Sigou was also silent panting.

The room was quiet for a moment to the point where you could hear a pin drop.

It's a collision of ideas between two generations.

This is a clash of two ideas.

No one is wrong.

Zhang Laohan's straight spine bent, but his gaze was still firm.

"Four dogs, Dad can't talk about you.

But my father knows that our Han people can be passed down from generation to generation, and they can keep the land under our feet, and what they look at is not the idea that what they pay must be rewarded.

You're right, but Daddy isn't right.

The imperial court really didn't treat us well, and many brothers who had won military exploits back then, the reward for cutting off the heads of the Huns alone was enough for them to have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime.

But they didn't get the money until they died, and they died faster if they wanted it.

Dad was the same back then.

But the reason why my father wants to go to the battlefield this time is not for the court.

Daddy is for you! ”

Zhang Sigou raised his head with a complicated expression.

Zhang Laohan sighed but said slowly: "You haven't experienced much, but my father has experienced it all, twenty years ago, the Great Song Dynasty was really on the verge of dying in the country."

In troubled times, life is not as good as a dog, Dad saw it with his own eyes!

Back then, my father joined the Zhenbei Army in order to have enough to eat, but later, as the Huns were driven out, as our Great Song Dynasty became stable, and with the disappearance of the situation that human life was inferior to dogs in the troubled world, Dad knew how meaningful what we were doing!

Dying sounds simple, but for people like us, no matter how bad the stability is, it is better than instability.

Although we haven't been rich and wealthy all these years, you can find a job to support your family.

If it really comes to troubled times, you won't even be able to make a living.

Dad didn't fight for the court, Daddy...... Daddy just wants you to have a better life.

You go, you flee south! If you run away, Dad will help you block the Huns and buy you time.

Daddy doesn't want you to understand me, but as long as you're alive. ”

After that, Zhang Laohan didn't speak anymore, picked up the knife on the knife rack and went out.

Looking at the back of his father's departure, the slightly curved spine, Zhang Sigou knelt on the ground with a plop!

"Daddy!"

……

Such a scene is happening in many places in Bianjing, and the veterans who followed Zhao Chongguo across the battlefield made the same decision.

Armor! Pick up the knife! Go to the city gates!

They are not for the Great Song, but just to be able to buy more time for their families to escape.

Time seems to have returned to twenty years ago, and before each expedition, they gathered from all directions, gathered in the drums of war, and launched a charge against the Xiongnu under the leadership of the king of Zhenxi!

……

Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp, 800 miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound.

Autumn soldiers on the battlefield, Lu on the horse is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt.

But the king of the world, win the name before and after his death!

Poor white happens.

……

The white-haired old men converged towards the north gate, in stark contrast to the flow of people running towards the south gate.

They are the ones who swim against the current, twenty years ago! And now too!

Twenty years ago, they laid peace for their younger generations for more than 20 years!

Twenty years later, for the sake of their juniors again, they have already covered with gray hair and put on their armor again!

！ ……

Song Deren hurried back to the city gate with more than 10,000 people, but at this time, the entire north city gate was already in danger, and more than 10,000 of them threw in.

But under the offensive of the Huns, there were still not many waves!

Tira looked at the advancing Hun army with a satisfied look on her face.

Without the advantage of defending the city, he didn't care about tens of thousands of Song troops at all.

In his opinion, it won't be long before he can break down the last resistance of the Song people, and then the whole city will be left to him to do whatever he wants!

"Kill! Kill a Song army in the future, this is a reward for a Song girl!

The more Song people killed by any tribe, the better the grassland will be given to you after you go back this time! ”

Tira once again added a little stimulation to his subordinates, making the Hun army scream and raise their morale!

And the Song army is constantly losing and retreating!

The loss of the city gate allowed the Huns to send cavalry to charge the Japanese army again and again!

In order to prevent being crushed, the Japanese army could only take their lives again and again to hinder the other party's charge!

But this made the number of Japanese troops also rapidly decrease, and morale began to decline, to the verge of collapse!

Just when Song Deren was in despair.

The addition of a new force made him stunned on the spot!

"Descendants, let the old men teach you how to cut wolf cubs!"

"Hahaha, remember to cut the horse's leg first! Chop off again! Descendants, look ahead! ”

This is the arrival of the veterans of the former Zhenbei Army who gathered from all over the city!

……

(End of chapter)