This Northern Song Dynasty is a bit weird

Chapter 132 After all, I took it all

It's just that Wuzang Su'er also knows that no matter how many times he thinks he has won, if he doesn't understand the purpose of the opponent's fourteen foreign objects, he will have no idea, and the other generals will also have no idea.

However, the advantage is still in the hands of their Xixia army for the time being.

Because the Song army didn't dare to retreat or move, the hilly opening they were stuck in now was the second to last checkpoint.

If they retreat again, they will retreat to Gyeongju, which will be the last line of defense in the hinterland of the Central Plains.

If Qingzhou is lost again, the Xixia army can go south without hindrance.

Although Gyeongju is easy to defend and difficult to attack...but it is just difficult to attack.

In this world, there is no city that will not fall.

Therefore, as long as things are not in a desperate situation, Gyeongju must not be the last gatekeeper.

The three marshals of the Song Army understood this, and so did Wu Zang Su'er.

"Now call for battle in turn." Wuzang Su'er pointed to the Song army camp: "Starting from the vanguard captain, one rank and one rank up, I don't believe it. General Song can withstand the wheel battle. If they don't come out insult them with words."

As soon as this order came out, both the generals of Xixia and the descendants of Song Fang laughed lightly, very satisfied.

Wuzang Su'er's order was for the Song people to surrender to take the lead in order to preserve the vitality of the Xixia generals as much as possible.

This made the Xixia general very happy, and felt that the marshal really cared about his own people.

However, General Song Fang felt that Marshal Wuzang was able to entrust such an important task to these lowly people first, because he really had high hopes for them and treated them as his own, and it was not in vain for them to "abandon the dark and turn to the bright".

I couldn't be more grateful in my heart.

So... the complex of "converter's fanaticism" is sometimes so unreasonable that it makes people mentally disturbed, and they can't see through even the simplest tricks, or they don't want to see through.

When the generals descended, they happily went to the camp to get their subordinates first. Although they couldn't wait, they still lined up one by one, and took turns to go to the Song Army's camp to call for battle.

Then it was still Yang Jinhua who went out to block the formation.

She picked out three enemy generals in a row, two of them were stabbed to death by her, and one of them saw the wrong opportunity and ran away.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, she wanted to go back to the camp to take a breath, but people from Xixia came forward to call for battle.

In the Song army camp, the three marshals stood on the formation platform, watching another Xixia general call for formation, and they were all silent when they wanted to challenge Yang Jinhua.

After a while, Di Qing said: "Who is the commander of the Xixia army, he is a little clever."

Zhe Jizu frowned: "Things are a bit troublesome."

The generals of the Song army who were good at one-on-one and leading the charge almost all died in the previous defeat.The rest are just the kind of commanding generals who are good at leading troops.

These people are very strong in execution, but if they are singled out, they are probably a little bit better than skilled veterans.

On Xixia's side, those who dare to come to fight are all people who are quite confident in their martial arts.

Yang Jinhua's martial arts is indeed quite good, but after all, she is human, and she is still a woman, so she is still short in endurance.

After repelling two enemy generals, Yang Jinhua was obviously tired.

Even though she was behind Yang Jinhua, Mu Guiying and others could still tell from the former's movements that she was tired.

Yang Wenguang immediately stood up and said hastily, "Marshal Mu, please ask the humble officer to replace General Yang."

Although Di Qing is also high in power, among the three marshals, Mu Guiying has the highest real power.

She shook her head and said, "No need, General Yang Jinhua has his own countermeasures."

Even Bi Fang's fusion was not forced out, so it was not considered a disadvantage at all.

"But……"

Yang Wenguang wanted to say something else, but Mu Guiying waved his hand to stop him from saying anything.

He immediately looked at Lu Sen.

Now the only person who can check and balance Mu Guiying's real power is Lu Sen, the supervisor.

Lu Sen smiled and shook his head.

How good is Yang Jinhua?He knew very well that even if her stamina was short, she was very strong, and she had to drink honey to be able... Lu Sen felt that he shouldn't be thinking about these things, so he immediately dispelled the crooked thoughts in his heart.

What's more, Yang Jinhua didn't go up to fight against people completely unprepared. In addition to her 'equipment', she also had supplies.

Playing games, as long as you have snacks, you must not prepare some blood recovery medicine before fighting the boss?
After forcing back an enemy general, Yang Jinhua felt a little soft, so she took out a pear from the small bag prepared on the saddle and ate it slowly.

In the Xixia camp, Wuzang Su'er looked at Yang Jinhua standing in front of the barracks from a distance, and couldn't help sighing: "There are no nobles under the great name, this Yang family really has some skills, the younger generation of girls, actually They can defeat five players in a row.”

"But she's also tired." A Xixia general next to her with a small square-pointed hairstyle on her forehead smirked, and walked into the camp, saying at the same time: "Let me meet her, if I can capture her alive, maybe It can force Marshal Mu Guiying from the Song Dynasty to surrender."

Wuzang Su'er smiled, he felt that even if Yang Jinhua was caught, it would be impossible to force Mu Guiying to surrender.

Although there are many spineless people among Song people, there are also many heroes whose bones are harder than steel.

He watched the Xixia general under his command enter the camp, and then led more than 100 cavalry forward to call for battle.

In his opinion, if there is no one to replace Yang Jinhua, his beloved general has a high probability of killing Yang Jinhua or taking him down.

And this obvious act of grabbing credit...he didn't care.

It was true that the people of the Song Dynasty spent a lot of effort to push Yang Jinhua to this point, but as masters, they should take the credit, isn't this a very reasonable behavior?
He watched Aijiang rushing to the front of the camp, and was preparing to watch Song Jiang Yang Jinhua fall from his horse with joy... However, he was surprised to see that his Aijiang was pierced by Yang Jinhua with a spear after only a few strokes Chest, and then thrown to the ground, it is estimated that there is no way to survive.

Anger surged up immediately.

He waved his hands heavily, and said angrily: "What's wrong with Zhaxima, you can't even take down a weak woman with little physical strength, and you will lose the face of our Dabai Gaoguo men."

Immediately, a Xixia general nearby said, "Marshal Wuzang, let me earn Dabai Gaoguo's face back."

No Zang Suer nodded.

Although this general is not directly related to him, his martial arts are indeed good.

Then he looked at the second Xixia general, who was folded into Yang Jinhua's hands again.

Then the third, and the fourth!
Four Xixia generals had been killed in a row, but Yang Jinhua still looked like she was going to exhaustion.

Wuzang Su'er's expression was ugly at this time, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that there was something wrong with Yang Jinhua.

At this time, there was a general from the Song Dynasty who was next to him, and said cautiously: "There is no Marshal, it seems that Yang Jinhua has been eating."

to eat?
It is not surprising to eat on the battlefield, but it takes time to replenish physical strength.

Now a total of eight Xixia generals have died in a row, and even eating can't replenish their physical strength.

Unless... Wuzang Su'er suddenly remembered a rumor: "I heard that the real Lu Senlu has fairy fruits in his home, which can cure all kinds of poisons and cure all diseases, but is it true?"

A group of people around nodded.

They have also heard many rumors about Lu Zhenren.But because of the confrontation between the Northern Song Dynasty and Xixia, they dare not believe all the news that has been passed down in the past, which is half true and half false.

But no matter what, they did hear about Master Lu's fairy fruit.

"Could it be that this fairy fruit also has the effect of replenishing physical strength?" Wuzang Su'er looked at the camp of the Song Army, and his anger rose again, and said: "Even if it can replenish physical strength, so what, to put it bluntly, no one can beat a woman. If she can be captured with a few tricks, she will never have the chance to eat the fairy fruit again. But someone thought he could beat Yang Jinhua and captured her in one fell swoop."

The generals present have high and low martial arts skills, but they still have basic vision.

After eight battles, they also saw that Yang Jinhua was very strong, and they had no confidence that they could win against each other.

Seeing that no one answered, Wuzang Suer flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked into the big tent, at the same time snorted: "A bunch of trash, usually bragging about how powerful they are, and at critical moments they can't even beat a woman. Spread the word to all the staff , come to my big tent to discuss matters, and if no one comes within a quarter of an hour, they will be dealt with as deserters."

After finishing speaking, a group of people followed Wuzang Su'er back to the big tent.

As for Yang Jinhua, she waited for a long time, and when she saw that no one came to shout, she clicked her tongue regretfully, and then rode her horse to the camp.

Wherever they passed, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty cheered loudly.

Yang Jinhua blocked eight Xixia generals and killed three of them with her own body, which can be said to be unparalleled in bravery.

Great for boosting morale.

Originally, the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty were already flustered, but now this matter has greatly encouraged their desire to fight.

Even women can fight against Xixia barbarians. Are these men so cowardly?
At present, the appearance of the army is excited and upward.

Yang Jinhua returned to the front of the formation, and Mu Guiying sat in the middle of the upper head, and said with a smile: "Yang Gueran has done a good job, you have worked hard, and the credit has been recorded. Please go back to the back camp to rest and wait for the call of the military order!"

Yang Jinhua was praised by her mother and smiled very happily. After fisting her hands, Yang Jinhua left.

And Zhang Zai, as the deputy superintendent and a horse, took the responsibility, and took a wolf pen to write down the battle record and everyone's answers in a blank book.

Di Qing said at this time: "Yang Gueran has won eight games in a row, and the morale of the army is available. I think we can divide the troops."

Zhe Jizu nodded at the side.

The Song army had suffered a terrible defeat before, and its morale was so low that it was about to collapse, so the three armies could only cooperate in groups.

But now that the morale is up, the troops can be divided, otherwise the three armies will always stay together, and many strategies and tactics cannot be implemented.

Then the three marshals turned to look at Lu Sen.

As a supervising army, he has the right to supervise the battle routes of the army.

Generally speaking, it must be carried out according to the established plan. If the route is to be changed, it must be approved by the supervising army.

The order given to the three of Mu Guiying from above was: Defend Shaguan to the death, and Gyeongju must not lose anything!

In other words, the three of them only have the right to defend, not the right to attack.

Lu Sen saw that the eyes of the three were all on him, so he looked at Zhang Zai and asked, "Marshal Di's suggestion just now, did you record it in the marching dialogue?"

Zhang Zai shook his head.

Lu Sen laughed softly: "General Di doesn't understand military strategy. He was just talking nonsense just now, so there is no need to record it."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at him with strange eyes.

Lu Sen then said: "My officer observes the sky at night and looks at the direction of the earth veins. I have determined that today is a good day to divide the troops and attack. Now, as the supervisor of the army, I will issue an order to divide the troops into three routes. The left wing is on Qinfeng Road, and the right wing is on Yongxing Road. The imperial army sits in the middle of the road, each performing its own duties, making independent decisions, must take down the opposing army, and attack Xingqingfu again."

This is too much to say, it seems to be stealing Di Qing's "military strategy" and taking credit for the latter.

But the people present were all human beings, and they immediately understood that Lu Sen was taking all the responsibilities on himself.

The order given by Zhongshumen was to stick to it, but now they feel that the time is right and they want to attack.

This in itself is a violation.

If Di Qing speaks out these orders and suggestions, let alone the question of whether the war is defeated or not, even if he wins a big victory, he will still be criticized by the civil officials when he returns to the court.

Names such as disobedience to orders, self-importance, etc. will definitely not escape.

But when Lu Sen said it, the meaning was different.

First of all, Lu Sen is a "magic stick". He said that he is suitable for attacking this day, and no one dares to refute him for the time being.

Unless someone with more magic power than Lu Sen is found.

The second is... Although Lu Sen didn't think he was a civil servant, everyone in the court acquiesced that he was one of the civil servants.

Otherwise, he would not be given the honorary title of 'Direct Bachelor of Tianzhang Pavilion'.

This literati maintains that literati are traditional arts.

Like Wang Anshi's chaotic command, the army was defeated, and more than [-] soldiers died, but they were only stripped of the post of supervisor of the army and kept pending trial.

The civil servant's stay pending trial actually means three cups of self-punishment.

If the military officer's stay awaits trial, it would be a catastrophe.

So Lu Sen ignored the previous orders from Zhongshumen and asked Di Qing and others to attack. If he really pursued it, he could use 'exercise the power of supervising the army' to prevaricate it.

Zhang Zai also wanted to befriend Lu Sen, so he didn't record Di Qing's suggestion just now, but directly wrote Lu Sen's words, and then gestured in front of Lu Sen, then turned and left.

After Zhang Zai left, Di Qing cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Master Lu."

Mu Guiying felt that her son-in-law's behavior was very heart-warming, and felt that it was a great blessing for her daughter to marry such a responsible man.

Zhe Jizu smiled happily. He already knew Lu Sen's character. We are all relatives, and it is only natural that we can help each other.

Zhang Zai came to Wang Anshi's tent with the record book in his arms.

After one night, the bruises on Wang Anshi's face disappeared a lot, and he could already vaguely see that he was a handsome guy.

He was holding a book and reading, when he heard the voice raised his head, he smiled and said, "Zihou, you look surprised, but something good happened?"

"Look, Jiefu, this is the question-and-answer record for today's march."

Zhang Zai handed over the brochure.

Wang Anshi looked at the first half first, and nodded slightly: "This Lu Yang family is really powerful. He defeated eight Xixia generals in a row, and he is quite as handsome as Marshal Mu when he was young."

After he finished reading, his expression gradually became dignified.

"Realist Lu actually wants to steal Marshal Di's advice?" Then he reacted abruptly: "No, no, this real person Lu wants to bear Marshal Di's subsequent criticism, is it necessary?"

Zhang Zai said with a look of admiration: "Among my peers, there are not many people I admire. Jiefu is one of you, and this real Lu is also one now!"

(End of this chapter)