The forty-seventh year of Hanyang Wanli, March, Liaodong, Salhu.

On the vast land, there is a large scene of Hanyang soldiers and horses corpses all over the field.

In the sky, crows chirped from time to time, and snow fell.

In this vast pile of dead people, a brocade-clothed guard overseer crawled out of this pile of dead people with weak strength.

This Jinyi Guard's battle officer, whose name is Zhuang Han, is the only Jinyi Guard who survived the battlefield of the Battle of Salhu.

At this time, Zhuang Han stood up unhurriedly, took a deep breath, and then kept panting, Zhuang Han held the ground with the embroidered spring knife in his hand, and the whole person looked in a particularly bad mental state, his hands and feet were cold and weak.

Zhuang Han looked around, and the ground was full of corpses of the Hanyang army.

That's right, this person named Zhuang Han is the only Jinyi Guard Warlord who pretended to be dead to escape the massacre.

Suddenly, Zhuang Han heard what seemed to be a voice not far away.

It seemed to be a wave of wails.

So Zhuang Han hurriedly ran forward with an embroidered spring knife and came to a red-clothed cannon to hide.

Zhuang Han was taken aback when he saw it.

It turned out that the two Manchurian soldiers on the opposite side were slaughtering the remaining three Hanyang soldiers.

"Fuck, what are you crying about, Hanyang dog soldiers, believe it or not, Lao Tzu slashed you with a knife!"

The Manchurian soldier was armed with a machete, and he slashed down violently, and the Hanyang soldier fell to the ground on the spot.

When Zhuang Han saw this, he immediately covered his mouth and was so frightened that he didn't dare to squeak.

"And these two, cut them directly, and then we will follow the pace of the large army and continue to advance!"

The Manchurian soldier was still angry, watching as the other two Hanyang soldiers who were tied up were about to be beheaded.

The bloody blade slowly moved to the neck of the Hanyang officer.

Zhuang Han finally couldn't sit idly by anymore.

Just as the Manchurian soldiers were about to raise and drop their swords, Zhuang Han suddenly killed him, and an embroidered spring knife directly disemboweled the Manchurian knife and axeman.

Blood poured out.

After a fierce battle, Zhuang Han and two other Manchurian soldiers scuffled together, one of the Manchurian soldiers was holding a short blade, and Zhuang Han was not careful, and was stabbed in the shoulder by the short blade.

So Zhuang Han slashed and directly disemboweled the Manchurian soldier in front of him on the spot.

But Zhuang Han was also exhausted and knelt on the ground, and suddenly, there was a Manchurian soldier on the opposite side who rushed towards Zhuang Han with a spear, and Zhuang Han was already exhausted at this time and had no intention of fighting.

Suddenly, the Hanyang prisoner on the side pounced and kicked away the Manchurian soldier with a spear.

Zhuang Han gritted his teeth and rushed up in one breath, a slash, click! The Manchurian soldier fell to the ground on the spot.

After that, Zhuang Han looked at the Hanyang Army prisoner, and the Hanyang Army prisoner hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed, and said, "In Xia Lulong, thank you for the rescue!"

Zhuang Han didn't say a word when he heard this, he directly waved the embroidered spring knife, and directly cut the rope bound by the other party's Lu Long.

"In Xia Zhuang Han! Please advise! ”

As soon as Zhuang Han introduced himself, Lu Long looked at the battlefield around him, and suddenly lost his soul.

Then Lu Long explained: "I am a garrison under the command of General Du."

When Zhuang Han heard this, he asked, "Is Mr. Du okay?"

"What a yarn, my head is lost!" Lu Long said indignantly.

Zhuang Han felt very sorry, covered his wound and said, "If it weren't for the other three reinforcements, they would never have arrived."

"I'm afraid that the three-way reinforcements are also more auspicious!"

Then Zhuang Han took out a kettle and handed it to Lu Long.

Lu Long was also unceremoniously, took the kettle and poured it into his mouth.

At this time, Lu Long and Zhuang Han came to a mountain cliff, the dark clouds had been gradually torn apart by the sunrise sun, and the dust and snow revealed a chill in the air, Lu Long looked at a large number of corpses on the ground.

Lu Long couldn't help but burst into tears, and said with emotion: "Tens of thousands of lives have been cut down like mowing grass!" If you don't want to die like this, if you want to live, you have to change your way of living! ”

When Zhuang Han heard this, he turned his head to look at everything in front of him, his eyes were full of confusion, but the expression on his face was unyielding and firm.

"Asura, one of the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, the place where Asura and Shakti fought, is the legendary Shura Field! My Hanyang Dynasty is destined to embark on this never-ending war of no return. Zhuang Han said breathlessly.

At this time, Yang Xiguang's father-in-law led the remaining men and horses to flee in a hurry.

In the rear were the soldiers and horses of Nurhaqi, who were in hot pursuit.

Yang Xiguang's father-in-law fled all the way, and the remnants of the soldiers and horses retreated to a local fortress called Shangjian Cliff.

Nurhaqi's army was attacked by the Hanyang Western Route Army at Mount Feifen.

The Hanyang West Route Army, this time, dispatched a large number of soldiers and horses equipped with firearms, divine arm crossbows, red-coated cannons, and divine arrow chariots.

However, Nurhaqi ordered Song Jianren, Wanyan Yongjia, Fei Mo, and Guo Luo to divide their troops from four directions and kill them towards the large army of the Hanyang West Route Army.

Under the blow of bows and arrows, a rain of arrows.

The soldiers of the foot border army of the Hanyang West Route Army were caught off guard.

At this time, in the Shangma Cliff, in the military fortress.

Yang Xiguang's father-in-law was uneasy.

"Father-in-law, please have tea!"

A Jinyi Wei envoy brought a bowl of tea and said.

"Get out! Get out of here! ”

Yang Xiguang's father-in-law waved his hand and directly knocked over the teacup in the hand of the Jinyi Wei Zhenfu.

Yang Xiguang's father-in-law in the rear saw that the enemy army was about to kill Shangjian Cliff, and he could not be anxious at this time.

At the same time, the Hanyang North Route Army arrived at Shangjian Cliff in time.

On Nurhaqi's side, Song Jianren took the lead, incarnated as a killing god all the way, and killed the Hanyang army, which was defeated and retreated.

Yang Xiguang's father-in-law thought to himself at this time, or let the remnants of the Western Route Army and the Northern Route Army converge and attack the enemy's Nurhaqi's soldiers and horses on the side of Shangjian Cliff.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiguang hurriedly ordered his subordinates to ask the North Route Army to arrive at Shangjian Cliff as soon as possible.

That night, in the Philfin Mountains.

Nurhaqi's army successfully conquered the Hanyang army in Feifen Mountain, so he set up camp in Feifen Mountain with peace of mind.

Nurhaqi's soldiers and horses enjoyed a variety of local specialties and delicacies from the Liaodong region in the camp.

Nurhazi's tent.

The dining table is full of all kinds of Manchurian dishes.

Nurhaqi, Nurhakui, and Nurhaha sat in a circle.

"Brother Huang, in the battle of Salhu in the past few days, our army has been victorious one after another, which is really due to the correct strategy of our army." Nurhakui patted his ass and said.

"Hahahaha, the Hanyang army is nothing more than that, although it is claimed to be 470,000, but it is still a rabble." Nurhaqi said beamingly.

"Brother Huang, the victory in the battle of Sarhu is really inseparable from the heroic struggle of those Baturu warriors of our army!" Nurhaha said earnestly.

"Come, Ben Khan is happy today, each Baturu warrior will be rewarded with 100 taels of silver, and each Eight Banners soldier will be rewarded with 10 taels of silver. To show the generosity of victory! After Nurhaqi finished speaking, he took a sip of wine.

At this time, Yin Xiaoshuai, who rushed to Fushun, and the 1,200 soldiers and horses immediately learned from afar that the current Manchurian Heavenly Kingdom army had set up camp in Feifen Mountain.

Yin Xiaoshuai thought to himself: At this moment, the main force of the Hanyang army has been wiped out in the Battle of Salhu, and the soldiers and horses on his hand are only more than 1,000 people.

At this time, Yin Xiaoshuai was already anxious.

Suddenly.

[The system has prompted, and a strategic system prompt has been generated]

[Host, please receive strategic system prompts]

[After acceptance, on protracted warfare, guerrilla warfare and other strategic system prompts]

Yin Xiaoshuai suddenly realized, that's right, at this moment, it is not by the number of troops to decide the victory, but should try his best to cut off the enemy's supply lines and fight a protracted war and guerrilla warfare with them.

Yin Xiaoshuai looked at the information on the soldiers and horses he had at hand.

Cavalry of the border army, 300 people.

Divine Robot Battalion Bird Gunner, 150 people.

Guanning Iron Cavalry, 450 people.

Tiefutu heavy cavalry, 200 people.

Red artillery artillery, 50 people.

Three-eyed guns, 50 people.

Yin Xiaoshuai roughly analyzed that these 50 red-clothed artillery artillery could be placed in Fushun City.

As for the border cavalry at hand, the Guanning Iron Cavalry is responsible for combining into a guerrilla army, ready to cut off the enemy's supplies.

"Very well, that's it!"

Yin Xiaoshuai slapped the table and shouted.

In the early morning of the next day, the Manchurian Heavenly Kingdom army stationed at Feifen Mountain.

It formed a confrontation with the Hanyang army at Shangjian Cliff.

Nurhaqi came to the door of the army's tent and looked at the Hanyang army on the cliff in the distance.

At this time, the Hanyang North Route Army had successfully reached a distance of 5 kilometers to the northeast not far from the vicinity of Shangjian Cliff, and was rushing to arrive.

Nurhaqi looked at the ace troops at hand, the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry, which was ready to go, ready to be called, as long as Nurhaqi gave an order, these Eight Banners Iron Cavalry would attack the enemy's Shangjian Cliff fortress like a wolf.

On the cliff of Shangjian, Yang Xiguang's father-in-law looked at the enemy's Eight Banners Iron Cavalry on the plain, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

At this time, Song Jianren walked to the position of the Chinese army of the army.

Fei Mo came to Song Jianren's side and asked very puzzledly, "Old Song, why do you hate that person named Yang Xiguang so much?"

"Because, twenty years ago, at that time, I was originally a Manchurian hunter, but suddenly one day a big eunuch came to collect taxes, he not only did things arrogantly, but also implemented a system of various harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes for the taxes in our Manchuria, and as a result, my family business was ruined, and the only property in the family was taken away by the eunuchs who collected taxes, because of the harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, so I had to sell my land and become a homeless person, and the person who issued these tax policies 20 years ago was Yang Xiguang."

Song Jianren said as he spoke, and suddenly the anger in his chest burned to the sky.

"Anyway, the Hanyang Dynasty has basically oppressed the Manchurians in our Liaodong region for a long time, and today's Great Khan rebelled against him, which is also the retribution of the Hanyang Dynasty!" Fei Mo said unceremoniously.

Suddenly, Ta Lin walked over, and Ta Lin suddenly said a little deflated: "Forget it, Lao Song, just you, don't want to defeat Yang Xiguang's eunuch, he is a person who has practiced the Sunflower Treasure Book, and his skills are profound."

"Even a dead eunuch is also worthy of practicing the kung fu of the Sunflower Treasure Book, if he can afford to practice this kind of kung fu, I would love to practice a dragon descending eighteen palms to beat him to death."

Song Jianren looked at the place opposite Shangjian Cliff with disdain and said.

"Actually, I'll tell you this, Old Song, those eunuchs of the Hanyang Dynasty, they are basically good at martial arts, and all of them are heroic and domineering."

Fei Mo explained unhurriedly.

"I can't even beat a eunuch these fucking years, what face do I have to sweat?"

Song Jianren suddenly couldn't think about it and shouted loudly.

"Old Song, don't be like this, calm down, calm down."

Taryn grabbed Song Jianren and said.

"Report, generals, there is a Han man who wants to see General Song Jianren!"

Suddenly, a herald came and said.

"Oh, what is the purpose of this person, why do you want to see our General Song?"

Tarlene asked.

"He said he brought a treasure for our General Song." The herald explained.

Song Jianren looked at Talin, then pondered for a moment, and then said, "Okay, let him come over!"

After a while, I saw a young man with snow-white skin and white hair appear in front of Song Jianren's eyes.

The man looked not tall, of medium build, and had a wrinkled face.

Song Jianren looked at him, and then asked, "Who are you sacred?"

"In Xia Lin Xianfang, I specially brought a family heirloom to the general."

As soon as Lin Xianfang's voice fell, he took out a book of martial arts cheats.

Song Jianren looked at it, was taken aback, and said, "What? "Sword Spectrum to Waroff Evil Spirits"? ”

"Lin Xianfang, is this your Lin family's heirloom "Sword Spectrum to Ward Off Evil Spirits"?" Fei Mo said with a wide eye.

"Exactly!"

Lin Xianfang handed the "Sword Spectrum to Warding Off Evil Spirits" to Song Jianren, and then saluted and said with a happy face.

"What is the purpose of showing this book to our General Song?" Tarin said with a proud face.

"Back to the three generals, the grass people have no other intention in presenting this book, just to hope that General Song Jianren can practice this magic skill, and then the martial arts will be unparalleled in the world and invincible in the world." Lin Xian bowed unhurriedly and explained.

"How could you, a Han Chinese, casually break into our Manchurian camp, you are clearly a spy, right?" Fei Mo grabbed Lin Xianfang and said.

Lin Xianfang glanced at Fei Mo coldly, his eyes full of arrogance and disdain.

"Femo, don't be rude! Let me see what is written in this book! Song Jianren persuaded Fei Mo and said.

So Song Jianren opened the book and read it.

I saw that the book was written in detail:

"If you want to practice divine skills, you must first go to the palace. Thirteen total momentum is not despised, the body is forced to condense a lot, the momentum is in the heart, the abdomen is loose and quiet, the source of life is in the waist, the movement is quiet in the stillness, the tail is in the top of the pass, the spirit of the king comes to the flesh and blood and even his daily success, the world is invincible. ”

After reading it, Song Jianren's eyebrows suddenly danced, his face was happy, and his expression became open-minded.

"Hahaha, it seems that as long as I practice this magic skill, I can have a five-five duel with Yang Xiguang! I've decided, I'm going to finish myself! ”

As soon as Song Jianren's words fell, he took the big axe in Tarin's hand with one hand and prepared to leave the palace!

Unexpectedly, when Talene saw that the situation was wrong, she immediately ran forward and stopped Song Jianren with one hand.

Fei Mo saw that the situation was not right, and he also ran forward to stop Song Jianren with one hand.

At this time, a general with a full beard, clear eyebrows, and a navy blue eight-banner armor came running, yes, this person is Lao Jin.

Lao Jin looked at it fixedly, and immediately yelled: "Old Song Tou, don't you want to get married and have children?"

"Don't stop me, I want to defeat Yang Xiguang, for the sake of our Manchurian Heavenly Kingdom's strong soldiers, I want to become the world's first in the martial arts competition!"

As soon as Song Jianren's words fell, a big axe went down directly, and it was completed from the palace, and suddenly the wound was bleeding, and then the blood flowed smoothly!

Song Jianren endured the pain and said with a smile: "Hahahahaha, how about it, in order to defeat Yang Xiguang, this little injury and pain is nothing to me at all!"

At this time, Wanyan Yongjia ran over, and when he looked at it, Song Jianren's lower body was bleeding, and suddenly Wanyan Yongjia was speechless, and immediately came over with gold sore medicine to help Song Jianren stop the bleeding.

Song Jianren said disappreciably: "It's okay, brothers, kill Yang Xiguang in a while, I'll invite the big guy to drink wine and eat meat!"

Then as soon as Song Jianren's voice fell, I saw Song Jianren flipping through the book "Sword Spectrum to Ward Off Evil Spirits", and when he turned to the fourth page, he saw that the book read: "You don't have to go to the palace, your skills are more profound!"

Song Jianren suddenly started a fire and scolded Lin Xianfang: "What the hell? You don't have to go from the palace, your skills will become more profound, then I'll cut a yarn! Come on, put this guy named Lin Xianfang into prison for me! ”

"Yes, General!"

I saw a group of Manchurian soldiers running over, and they tied up Lin Xian at once.

"Hey, it's your business how to practice, don't blame me, okay?"

Lin Xianfang explained speechlessly.

"Bah, just your tattered Lin family's evil sword spectrum for me to practice this thing, and in the end, I have to be trained like this by mistake, and I will become crippled, you still have the face to quibble here, believe it or not, I will hack you to death in minutes!"

Song Jianren said scoldingly.

"I'm grass, help, let go of me!"

Lin Xian shouted and shouted, and was directly carried away by a group of Manchurian soldiers.

Afterwards, Song Jianren returned to the camp, lay on the bed, and said painfully: "Oh! Oh! Oh coax, it hurts to death! ”

Fei Mo, Talin, Wanyan Yongjia, and Lao Jin who were present were all speechless when they saw this.

"Old Song, you are really confused, in the eyes of our brothers, you are simply a sand sculpture!" Fei Mo said speechlessly.

"The war will start in a while, you help me rush to the front, I will be cultivating for a month! Pain! ”

Song Jianren said speechlessly.

Suddenly, Fei Mo, Lao Jin, Wanyan Yongjia, and Tarin collectively rolled their eyes!

I'm in a big rub!

To be continued......