The wind blew the flowers on the shore, and the petals fluttered and floated on a bed crossbow by the city wall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThis bed crossbow is a new weapon made by the Great Song Dynasty, and its range can reach more than 1,000 steps, which is a sharp weapon for defending the city. At this time, it was already autumn, but this flower was planted by someone by the moat, and it was obvious that this flower was not adapted to the water and soil, just look at the dark brown petals.

The soldiers of the Song army on the city wall naturally did not slack off for this scene, they were engrossed in the dozen horsemen of the Liao people under the city, and the two soldiers next to the crossbow of the bed had beads of sweat on their heads like rain, and beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down the sideburns and were dripping on the withered petals.

Those Liao people were still shouting, and they didn't know how far their Khitan language was from the official dialect of the Great Song Dynasty? Which one of them could understand here? But looking at their high heads and listening to their majestic laughter, the hearts of the soldiers of the Song army seemed to be hanging with seven or eight buckets, and they were heavy.

“...... At this time, General Zhang climbed to the top of the city, and everyone's hearts were full of blood for a while. Under General Zhang's order, the arrow was fired, and the leading Khitan dog immediately became a sieve. So they fled back with seven horses, one of which was carrying a dead man with a dozen arrows on it. ”

A soldier said with a fluttering eyebrow, and when he mentioned "Khitan dog", he was even more indignant.

"Hmm...... It's very good, it's very good, but the last sentence is still changed, how can we let the Khitan dog escape back?"

The general sitting in the hall burst out laughing.

"This is a great achievement! Your Majesty will personally drive the expedition, and we will immediately kill the general of the Liao army, haha-" At this point, the general patted his thigh, and his armor rattled.

The soldier flattered: "Yes, General Zhang, you are the first meritorious!"

The person sitting in the hall was Zhang Huan, the general of the Song Army, that is, the "General Zhang" in the mouth of the soldier, and now he was restrained by General Li Jilong, who was in front of the east and west formations.

Zhang Huan looked displeased, frowned and said to the soldier, "How can I be the first meritorious?"

The soldier made a look of sudden realization, and replied in a loud voice: "Yes, yes, yes, this is the work of General Li." ”

Zhang Huan almost jumped up, walked quickly to the soldier's side, snapped his helmet fiercely, and scolded: "Stupid! Of course, this merit belongs to the official family, if it weren't for the official family's royal conquest and the emperor's majesty, how could we cut off the head of that Khitan dog?"

"Yes, the lowly and confused, the official is the first to be credited, but General Zhang's merit can definitely be called second. And also...... General, that Khitan thief was shot to death by a bed crossbow......"

Zhang Huan didn't care about the soldier's reminder, but just ordered: "Well, I know, you go back and practice your rhetoric again, you must speak beautifully, and when the time comes, we will win, and you and I will be indispensable for glory and wealth." ”

"Yes, humble. ”

After his own soldiers withdrew from the mansion, Zhang Huan couldn't help laughing again.

"I'm very happy, General Zhang. ”

A low and hoarse voice came from behind, Zhang Huan's eyes were round, and he was about to shout, when he felt something cold on his neck.

After a while, seeing that the person behind him was not moving, and the knife was not moving, Zhang Huan lowered his voice and asked, "You...... Who is it? ”

The man's words were low and gloomy: "Before today's battle, it was my brothers in the rivers and lakes who fought hard to kill the enemy, and your army was just a few cold arrows above the city tower, and you dare to claim merit?"

Hearing this, coupled with the fact that Zhang Huan also smelled a burst of blood at this time, knowing that this person had probably been bloody, he vaguely guessed the approximate identity of the person who came, so he mustered up the courage to say:

"Can you ...... Don't be rash, it's ...... here."

The cold blade rose slightly, shaving a few slight whiskers under Zhang Huan's chin, and Zhang Huan immediately didn't dare to say more.

The voice pierced Zhang Huan's ear like a blade: "The general's life is in my hands, since I can come, I can also leave, does the general understand?"

“...... Got it. ”

"The people who go to report to the official's house tomorrow must be our people. ”

Zhang Huan's eyes widened, he wanted to turn his head to see who was so rebellious, but he was afraid of the blade, and his heart was agitated. After a while, Zhang Huan's breath also stabilized, and he forced himself to calm down: "Although my surname Zhang is greedy for life and afraid of death, and likes to be rich and expensive, he is by no means an unfaithful and unrighteous person, if you want to kill it, kill it." ”

After that, Zhang Huan closed his eyes and killed him.

But after another stick of incense, Zhang Huan slowly opened his eyes, he was already soaked, and the cold sweat stuck to the small clothes under the armor, which was extremely uncomfortable. And the cool object around the neck is long gone. Zhang Huan turned his head tremblingly, only to find that the person behind him had disappeared, leaving only a thick bloody aura that had not dissipated.

At this time, Zhang Huan could no longer support it, his legs lost strength, and became bent down like the ears of wheat in autumn, and his knees slammed into the cold stone slab, making a muffled sound.

I don't know how long it took for Zhang Huan to shout:

"Someone...... Someone-"

shouted a few times, but no one responded, Zhang Huan knew that something was wrong, stood up and staggered out of the door, only to see that those sentries were knocked unconscious, and the pro-soldier who was dancing was lying in the courtyard with ****.

Zhang Huan gritted his teeth and ran to the stable, only to find that the horses in the stable were lying on the ground. His pupils grew larger and larger, and at last his eyes darkened, and he fell to his knees in front of the stable.

Later Yuan people made the history of the Song Dynasty, and said:

The Khitan soldiers went to the north of Lanzhou, directly attacked the western formation of the former army, and their marshal tart Lanyao soldiers went out of battle, and Russia and China died in ambush. - "History of the Song Dynasty: The Seventh Chronicle"

On those two horses, there were two people from the rivers and lakes.

The man in Tsing Yi smiled at the man who was on a par with him: "That general still has some backbone, this time you miscalculated." ”

"So I changed my approach, and this time it wasn't a miscalculation. ”

"Well, you haven't miscalculated once since I met you...... Always get the results you want. The man in Tsing Yi remembered all kinds of past, and a depressed wry smile appeared on his face.

"No, I miscalculated...... It's here. ”

The man reined in his horse and looked at the big tent not far away at the foot of the mountain. At this time, the sun had sunset, it was a little late, and the cold wind was blowing on the man's armor, and it still couldn't hide the slightest chill. When the man in green clothes heard this, his face regained his brightness, and after tightening the reins, he asked, "Oh?

The man smiled and said, "Take it here, and tell you if I can come back from there." ”

The man in Tsing Yi nodded emphatically, but saw that the man stretched out a hand, and the man in Tsing Yi held it tightly, but he still didn't say the sentence "take care".

The man grinned, took off the helmet hanging from his horse, and put it on, his figure was similar to that of his own soldiers in the city. He didn't say a word, and the man in Tsing Yi didn't say a word, just watched the man's back fade away.

"Is this the end?"

The man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but think of everything that had happened over the years, Shenmen and the Jiangnan League...... Song and Liao...... There is also a story about the whole rivers and lakes since that man......

...... in Yangzhou

In Jiangning......

In Luoyang......

In Kaifeng......

Is the final destination in this state?

Finally, at the moment when the bright moon hung high on the mountain, the man in Tsing Yi gradually walked out of his memory, looked at the hundred miles of company camp, and came to a conclusion.

"This is just the beginning—"