Bastard’s Resurgence

The fierce confrontation that the father and son imagined did not appear, because the two collided gently, there was no confrontation yet! It turns out that they are both losers and tragic figures.

Needless to say, Song Naifeng, he defeated Liaodong and ruined his entire life. Although his body is no longer in serious trouble, his fighting spirit has been lost. It is no exaggeration to say that although he is alive, he is already a walking dead, so he has not set foot in the Northwest anymore, but has been hiding in the deep palace. Among them, watching with cold eyes.

For Song Wensong, he came from Liaodong and finally took control of the situation in the Northwest after all kinds of difficulties, but how can the few soldiers in his hand now compete in the Central Plains? The Northwest was injured because of the Liaodong Campaign, and now because of internal strife, the internal friction between the brothers has consumed the Northwest Army even more. It is no exaggeration to say that the current Northwest is very fragile!

Song Wensong got his wish and became the King of the Northwest, but how long can he last for the King of the Northwest? When they thought of Lu Zheng, their father and son felt immense pressure. With sharp swords hanging on their heads, Song Wensong took Liangzhou and the joy of unifying the northwest quickly faded away.

"Wen Song, you are now the king of the Northwest, do you think about how to rule the Northwest? Do you really have the absolute confidence to carry forward my Song family? I am afraid that you may not have confidence in your heart when you say that! It's empty, don't you think?" Song Naifeng said lightly.

Song Wensong stared at Song Naifeng, kneeling on the ground in a proper manner, and said: "Father, Wensong is ambitious and ambitious, but now it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, but no matter what, Wensong will do his best. Providence, if it can break a blood path, it is the shelter of the ancestors, Wen Song thanked the ancestors and ancestors!"

After Song Wensong finished speaking, he squatted three heads properly, his face no longer had the previous hostility and arrogance. Song Naifeng stared at the young man in front of him, feeling full of emotion in his heart.

It was only then that he was convinced that he had chosen the wrong person all the time, and that the inheritance of the northwest must be passed on to the strongman. Whether Song Wenjie or Song Wenhua, both of them are mediocre, how can they be successful?

The father and son were silent in the Yin'an Hall of Nuovo University. The atmosphere was extremely suppressed. Both of them had their own minds. I don't know how long it took, Dong Ershi said, "Master, it's late! You should eat!"

Song Naifeng chuckled and said: "I have already said that in the future, the prince of the northwest will be Song Wensong. I will retreat behind the scenes and can barely be regarded as the king!

Wensong, what do you think about it? "

Song Wensong lowered his head and said, "Father, Wen Song is blunt. I really can't think of a complete solution for a while. I can only proceed step by step and stabilize the situation in the northwest first!"

Song Naifeng sneered: "Really? At this time, if you think so, you will lose the greatest opportunity. Lu Zheng must not be allowed to successfully win the Central Plains and Gyeonggi, and the Liaodong Army must not be allowed to continue to grow. Otherwise, within three years, Lu Zheng Have the ability to swallow Jiangnan!

If both Jiangnan and the Central Plains fall into Lu Zheng's hands, the northwest will be completely decayed. All you have to do is to bow your heads and proclaim yourself. Besides, you dare to resist? "

Song Wensong said: "Father, you teach me! This time you give me a way, I will definitely go, even if it is a lot of hardships, I will go too!"

Song Naifeng stared at Song Wensong, and the two looked at each other for a long time. Song Naifeng took out two soldier charms from the seat, and he handed the soldier charms to Song Wensong, his eyes widened suddenly, and said:

"These two soldier talisman are the last force to press the bottom of the box for the father in his life. These are the more than 20,000 cavalry that have been secretly trained for the father in the past 20 years.

Now I will give you this soldier talisman. You have 20,000 elites. In addition, you have tens of thousands of horses. In a short time, you can make up 50,000 cavalry!

Lu Zheng would definitely think that this time the internal strife in the Northwest would greatly hurt our vitality. He would never have thought that you would be able to move out of the Central Plains so quickly. When he was besieging Gyeonggi, you happened to be out of Bingzhou, attacking Miaocheng, taking down Huazhou, etc. States, and then threatened the two rivers.

The Northwest Iron Cavalry is invincible. As long as you can win Hebei, Tan Lei will definitely be able to cooperate with you. If you cooperate, you can defeat Lu Zheng in Henan, and Lu Zheng may go to Shandong.

As long as he leaves Shandong, Liaodong can take the opportunity to attack. At that time, the Northwest Army can turn over at once..."

Song Naifeng talked freely, his eyes widened when he spoke, and his eyes flickered. It was obvious that he was extremely confident. Song Wensong opened his eyes wide when he heard it, and he couldn't believe his ears.

Oh my god, father father still has tens of thousands of elite cavalry? how can that be? Song Wensong stared at Song Naifeng with a bewildered look. Because the northwest was a big place to slap, Song Wensong thought he knew every corner. If there were 20,000 elite cavalry, how could he not know?

You know that the elite of the Northwest Army is less than 100,000 at the peak. What does 20,000 elites mean? It means that Song Wensong can instantly become the strongest army in the world.

The most elite of the Northwest cavalry is a heavy cavalry. One cavalry is equipped with two horses. In addition, the individual equipment of a cavalry needs to be equipped with a long handle, armor or a set of armor, two bows, and a scimitar. One handle, just these configurations, that is not a small number!

Look at the Liaodong iron cavalry that is now unparalleled, Lu Zheng hasn't done all these for his elite cavalry.

Song Naifeng smiled slightly and said, "Do you really consume all of my accumulation for so many years? Hey, if the Northwest is to pass on, I have to keep a hand.

Now that you have inherited my throne, I can't make you really empty-handed. With your current strength, you can't do anything! Remember, take the soldier talisman and go north until you reach the territory of the Turkic people. You can find five tribes. These five tribes are my place of Tibetan soldiers!

Within three days you can bring the 20,000 cavalry back, and within ten days you can send troops out to merge the state, go, let go and do it!

The world is in chaos, the heroes are competing together, the father and the king are old, and they no longer have this ability. From now on, the future of my Song family will all be placed on you. I hope you can step out and break out of your own world! "

Song Wensong was stunned, and knelt on the ground again. This time he said with tears: "Father, your painstaking minister only understood today. Father, rest assured. If Song Wensong can't give Song's parents a face, let him I will become a cow and a horse in the next life. In this life, I will share with Lu Zheng. I want to make my Lu family famous in the world..."

After Song Wensong said, holding the soldier talisman firmly in his hand, his heart was full of enthusiasm, and his mind was full of thoughts. If he was still pessimistic and hopeless at the moment, then he is already ambitious now.

The 20,000 elite cavalry that Song Naifeng suddenly gave him was nothing short of sending charcoal in the snow, and Song Naifeng's ability to hide soldiers was also very powerful. He hid his most compact 20,000 cavalry in the Turkic tribe.

Needless to say, Song Naifeng has been operating in the northwest for so many years. He secretly formed alliances with some tribes in Turks. On the one hand, the Turks are not monolithic. Conflicts and competitions often erupt between tribes, and tribes are often purged and wiped out because of fighting.

In addition, Song Naifeng guarded the northwest to guard the country for the emperor. His biggest opponent was the Turkic people. If all the Turkic people were wiped out by him, what value does he have as the king of the Northwest? Therefore, occasionally there is a need to support the bandits, and every time they do not fight, can the court willingly provide so much food, grass and silver to the Northwest every year?

Song Wensong suddenly felt that he was still too tender, and he still had a long way to go compared to his father. If the father is not too old, there must be a good match between him and Lu Zheng, but it's a pity...

Song Wensong thought of this in his heart, and he subconsciously thought of Lu Zheng. When he thought of Lu Zheng, his whole body was cheered up. The biggest enemy for him is Lu Zheng. Song Naifeng was defeated by Liaodong and was defeated by Lu Zheng. Song Wensong will definitely take back his profits in the future.

Song Wensong swears secretly in his heart, and at the same time encourages himself. Encouragement is too important to him, because he has also been defeated by Lu Zheng several times. He was once desperate. He willingly sold his life for Lu Zheng and fought a hundred battles. Thinking about these things now, he is incomparable. It's sad and ashamed.

If it is not a last resort, who wants father and son to turn against each other? If it wasn't really helpless, would Song Wensong lead Liaodong iron cavalry to strangle Qin Yesi? Let Qin Yesi's 100,000 cavalry be buried in Lianshan?

Each of these things made Song Wensong heartache, and these things also reflected Lu Zheng's ingenuity. Lu Zheng can use people, and even people like Song Wensong who are bound to oppose him can use it. Song Wensong can't compare to this point!

Song Wensong returned to the mansion. The counsellors in the mansion were preparing for Song Wensong to repair the palace. Song Wensong waved his hand and signaled everyone to retreat. He left Di Qinghai and other confidants behind and brought them into the secret room. Tell me about the 20,000 cavalry.

As soon as Di Qinghai heard the news, his eyes lit up and he immediately clapped his hands: "If this is the case, then it is the prince of heaven help! The prince Taishang is right. At this time, we should not think about the northwest! The overall situation of the northwest has been determined. Song Wenhua had already been killed, and Song Wenjie escaped, like a bereaved dog, it is almost impossible for him to turn over!

In this case, what is the matter of the Northwest? Lord, you immediately brought back 20,000 horses, and then, you personally led the army quickly out of the northwest and merged with Cao Jun in Bingzhou. You promised Cao Weiming to help him conquer Hebei. Hey, Cao Weiming must smash Hebei. I'll give you your life for the prince!

From Bingzhou to the south, there are more than a dozen cities. There is absolutely no one to stop the prince all the way. Lu Zheng attacked in the front, and the prince picked peaches from behind. Lord, you can imagine Lu Zheng being trapped in Henan and advancing and retreating. Unfounded and desperate situation? At that time, the universe will be reversed, and the luck will inevitably be on your side, the lord..."