Alcohol is not allowed in the army, so he simply picked up the tea bowl with both hands, and said to Beiming Xinyuan, who was sitting beside him, with tea instead of wine: "Brother Xinyuan, I am not a rough person, I don't know how to speak." I only have one sentence: From now on, as long as there is a place where the Beiming family can use my Gan, I will go to the soup and go to the fire, and I will not hesitate!"

Beiming Xinyuan is also a cheerful person, not to mention that Gan is the same age as him, and he is also a cultivation of artistic conception, and suddenly at first sight, the two talked on the table with tea instead of wine, and the words became closer and closer.

Li Yanxue went back to her military tent early to rest because of the daytime battle. On the contrary, Shang Zhengyu stayed at the table and talked with the generals, he especially liked the atmosphere in the army, although he had not been here for a long time, but he had already mingled with the generals of the Great Wei army.

Among the reinforcements who came this time, 2,000 people were from the Bei Ying family, half of them were children of the clan, and the rest were people with foreign surnames who defected to the Bei Ming family and then incorporated into the army. In addition to the two thousand Northern Immortal Army, the remaining 3,000 people were gathered from all over the country by Hua Feiyu. Among them, there are righteous people from the rivers and lakes who came here, and there are hot-blooded men from Yunzhou who fled from the north and cherished their homeland. The Wind and Rain Pavilion gave them weapons, food and grass, but on the contrary, they became the private soldiers of the Wind and Rain Pavilion.

However, in order to avoid trouble, Hua Feiyu assigned these people to the command of Qiu Wei, the defender of Yiyang City, and claimed to be the militia urgently recruited by Qiu Wei, the defender of Yiyang City, in order to resist the captives and aid Langfu.

These people are the first batch of people and horses that Hua Feiyu gathered as soon as he arrived in Yiyang, and they have been training for two months, and they have a certain combat ability, although they are not as good as the regular army of the Great Wei, but they are much stronger than the stragglers composed of ordinary farmers and hunters.

Beiming Xinyuan is the commander-in-chief, and Beiming Xuanxuan naturally accompanies him. However, the leader of this group of wind and rain pavilion private soldiers surprised Shang Zhengyu a little, it was actually Qin Feng!

"I said sixth brother, you don't help the eldest sister deal with the running accounts of the Wind and Rain Pavilion by her side, what are you doing on this front line, you say you are really. ”

The first time Shang Zhengyu saw Qin Feng again, he couldn't cry or laugh, this younger brother of his was indeed an idle character, but this march and battle was really too unsuitable for him! Qin Feng was wearing fine iron armor at the moment, and with his handsome face, he had a bit of the demeanor of a Confucian general, but the folding fan in his hand that did not leave an inch was too much for Shang Zhengyu to dance. Let Shang Zhengyu want to laugh more and more when he looks at it.

"I don't want to. Qin Feng smiled bitterly, and spread his hands left and right: "However, the current accounts of the Wind and Rain Pavilion are flowing and the red sleeves plus Hua Li can already handle it, and now the Wind and Rain Pavilion is short of manpower, so naturally they sent me out." ”

However, Qin Feng's eyes rolled, and he suddenly approached Shang Zhengyu's ear and said: "Actually, I also wanted to hide when I came here this time, and the noise in the Wind and Rain Pavilion became bigger and bigger, and it reached my father's ears, I received news that his old man was going to send someone to arrest me, hey." ”

I see.

Shang Zhengyu understood and laughed: "Uncle is concerned about you, what are you afraid of." ”

"Good girl, I don't want to be forcibly dragged home by him and confined, so I might as well go to the battlefield!"

"Then you must be ready, if I am not mistaken, we will fight Jeluhephon again tomorrow. Shang Zhengyu took a deep breath and slapped Qin Feng on the shoulder: "This time, we will fight to settle the situation!"

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====Dividing line in a raging storm ====

Zheng Pingphong and Wei Jin stood side by side on the city gate tower, with a row of Great Wei army generals behind them. In the distance of the king with a serious expression, behind the snow-covered white, there was a large ~ army of black and oppressive captives. They are not afraid of the wind and snow above their heads, and they are approaching Langfu with neat steps.

In the distance, at the core of the army, three large flags are waving in the wind, and the thick ~ strong flagpole stands straight even in the wind and snow.

The banner on the right depicts a fierce blue wolf, baring its sharp fangs at the Great Wei army. This is the wolf flag of the wolf king.

The flag on the left side depicts a strong tiger, roaring in the sky and stepping on all directions, which is the tiger flag of the tiger king.

However, at this moment, the wolf flag and the tiger flag are just to jointly defend the golden flag in the center! On this golden flag, a colorful flying dragon hovers between the sea of clouds, showing its teeth and claws as if it wants to tear everything around it apart and devour it. His peeping gaze looked south, facing the Langfu City Gatehouse!

Separated by an endless distance of space, Zheng Pingfei and Wei Jin both saw an old but still strong~ healthy figure, he raised his head slightly, and was looking at Langfu through this golden flag, staring like this, as if he would stretch out his palm and grab Langfu in his hand in the next moment!

"The Golden Dragon Banner, sure enough, the soldiers and horses of the black deer have arrived. Zheng Pingfei took a deep breath, and his right hand kept turning on the hilt of the sword he was holding, and finally he seemed to be clenching it with determination! He turned his head to look at Wei Jin beside him, and the heaviness in his heart made him unable to make any seemingly relaxed expression: "Your Highness, this is Zheng's last battle! If you are defeated, please also ask Your Highness to lead troops to break through from the south gate, inform the rear of the battle situation in Langfu, and let them prepare early." ”

"I'm not leaving, from Canglu to Dingyuan, from Dingyuan to Dingwei, from Dingwei to this Langfu, Zheng Pingfei is tired and doesn't want to leave!"

In the last sentence, Zheng Pingfei seemed to have finally broken through the shackles that the golden dragon flag had invisibly cast in his heart, and roared hard. The sword light, which was colder than the ice and snow in the severe cold, suddenly flashed, Zheng Pingfei pulled out ~ the sword given by Wei Jin at his waist, turned around to face the soldiers of the Great Wei Army, nailed the sword to the stone slab of the city gate tower, and shouted: "I, Zheng Pingping, am willing to live and die with Langfu! Today, only the Marquis of Jingping, who died in battle, and Zheng Pingping, who did not withdraw the army! The city is here, and the city is dead, then the jade will be burned!"

"The Great Wei Army, swear to defend Langfu to the death, the city is in the people, and the city is dead!"

"The Great Wei Army, swear to defend Langfu to the death, the city is in the people, and the city is dead!"

"The Great Wei Army, swear to defend Langfu to the death, the city is in the people, and the city is dead!"

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For a while, the originally howling north wind seemed to retreat, and at this moment, on the city wall of Langfu, the severe cold and wind and snow had been dispelled by the fiery fighting spirit in the heart of the Great Wei army. Even if the captives have gathered 300,000 people at this moment, even at this moment

Everyone in the Great Wei Army was exhausted from hunger and cold, but in the face of the captives, no one was timid!

In the face of captives, even young children can raise sticks! Even withered old people can pick up swords and guns, this is hatred, this is blood feud for hundreds of thousands of generations!

"There are so many candidates for the herald that the people of the city don't need Wei Jin to do it himself. Since the Marquis of Jingping and the generals are from this Yaxing, then what are I afraid of Wei Jin accompanying you to the national disaster!" Wei Jin took off his helmet, turned around and solemnly walked to the big war drum in the city gate tower step by step, holding the drumstick in his hand, and sounded the first sonorous sound of this battle!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Every blow was like thunder, and every time it knocked into the hearts of all the generals and soldiers of the Great Wei Army, it was like the call of the sky, like a pair of dark eyes opened in the dark, that was the deceased ancestors staring at Langfu, staring at their descendants guarding this Central Plains land one after another!

Woooooooo

At the same time as the drums sounded, the horns in the army of the captives also blew suddenly, and the sound went straight to the universe, as if it was about to tear the sky apart! The army of the captives approached Langfu City step by step in the sound of the horns. The frustrated horses' hooves and dull footsteps were like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of the Great Wei soldiers on the Langfu city wall, their faces were pale, but no one showed even half a bit of fear!

More drums rang out on the ramparts, suddenly drowning out the distant sound of trumpets and footsteps. This is the most important first encounter between the two armies before the battle, and it must not be overwhelmed by the enemy's momentum!

"Beat the drums, help the battle!"

With a wave of Zheng Pingping's long sword, the rumbling war drum behind him suddenly became much bigger, but the core was still the war drum in front of Wei Jin! He condensed the determination of the soldiers of Langfu, and even more condensed the military souls of countless martyrs for thousands of years!

Knock! Knock!

The sound of war drums spread throughout the city, and all the people stopped what they were doing, and everyone rushed to their homes. Men grabbed sticks and hoes and rushed to the nearest wall, while women, young children, and the elderly pumped buckets of snow mixed with ice from wells and carried them to all parts of the city in wagons, ox carts, and even manpower. At this moment, no one mobilized, let alone maintained order, everyone spontaneously organized and did everything they could think of.

In the east courtyard, the sound of drums also made everyone pause, but as Chu Linxu returned the fallen god to the sheath, Qingli's sword suddenly resounded through the hall of the east courtyard.

Zheng Pingfei had already informed everyone of the arrival of reinforcements from the captive army yesterday, Zheng Pingfei did not ask them to participate in the battle, but bowed to everyone at the door, and drove away without saying a word.

Duan Yifei looked around at everyone, turned around and took the lead in striding out of the East Courtyard!

"Qingfeng Fuyue Pavilion, fight to the death!"