the enlightener says

So he suddenly raised his head, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, and he slashed into Sun Ji'an's eyes: "Master Sun! You should know Sun Qing better than me, what kind of person he is, and what kind of qualities he has. Ability. Everyone here, who dares to say that he is sure to defeat him on the frontal battlefield?"

Sun Ji'an suddenly fell silent.

yes.Although he is not a qualified father, after all, Sun Qing grew up watching him grow up, so how could he not know how much effort Sun Zhong spent in cultivating Sun Qing?

Since I was three years old, I have never stayed in bed. I get up and read for an hour before eating, and then I have geomancy, military art, practice, farming, composition, poetry... all the teachers I invite are masters of Jing and Wu.

There is nothing missing in Wen Tao and Wu Lue, and I am afraid that even the crown prince of the previous dynasty was no more than that.

Sometimes he felt that Sun Qing was more like a container of desires that carried the ever-expanding Sun family. From the moment he was born, his mission was to lead the Sun family to a new peak.But such a burden, how can a child be able to bear it.

At the most innocent age, you have to give up all the fun and temper yourself wholeheartedly to become the sharpest sword... That's why I was so angry after losing Sun Zhong, the sword holder, and finding out that I was not the same as my father.

Sun Ji'an suddenly felt a little regretful. If he had dared to stand up against his father back then, and watched Sun Qing grow up under his knees, wouldn't the relationship between father and son at least not be where it is today?

It's just that it's too late.

Abu believed that he would be able to take down the palace wall, and Sun Jian'an did not have the slightest doubt about this statement.

It is ridiculous, sad, and deplorable that a father and son have to meet each other on the battlefield and fight to the death...

Sun Ji'an pondered for a long time, and finally said to Abu: "If you lead the army, what are your chances of winning?"

Chapter 798 Dawn

The night sky was cloudy and heavy, as if a curtain had been closed, and the cold night rain that ended with the end fell, dripping down on the ferocious ghost mask.

The city was full of flames, but the Qingzhou Ghost Riders lurked in the darkness and camped, only a brief flash of sharp light flashed across the whetstone.

Sun Qing looked at the palace three blocks away from a distance, knowing that the people there were nervously preparing for battle, but he was not in a hurry to attack, but deployed in an orderly manner.

A sharp blade still needs to be sharpened carefully if it wants to break through the armor and pierce the enemy's heart.It's like the dozens of heads he ordered to be beheaded, each of which belonged to the Hundred Wars Officer of Qingzhou Ghost Rider.

From the beginning of this war, the Qingzhou Ghost Riders had fallen into a quagmire.

You know, no matter how loyal Qingzhou ghost riders are to Gao Changgong, they still belong to Jingwu's army after all. They have eaten Jingwu's lumi for many years, and they wear cowhide armor woven by Jingwu people and made by Jingwu blacksmiths. weapon.

And when they want to target these murderous war preparations on the people they should protect, their hearts will inevitably be confused, and then doubt and anxiety will arise.

Li Zhu was one of them, so Sun Qing was not surprised that he left with 2000 people, because even if it wasn't Li Zhu, someone else would do the same.

The first thing Sun Qing did after he was stationed was to find out those officers who showed signs of disloyalty in the army, and behead them for public display.

This is of course impossible to cure the root cause, but blood and death can most effectively suppress those who are still wandering between the two camps in a short period of time, so that they dare not take a step too easily.

"The weak often follow the footsteps of the winner." Sun Qing stroked the sharp edges and corners of the mask with his fingers, sneered ironically, and then threw it out the door.

The mask drew an arc in mid-air, and finally fell into a ditch, flooded by rain.

In fact, it is also very clear that most ordinary people are not willing to die with the losers, but prefer to enjoy the glory with the winners. Although this kind of thinking is too naive, it is also human.

In the shadow of the room, there seemed to be a cloud of black mist that was continuously gathering, and the figure of the man in black stepped out of it, with a low and hoarse voice: "The general said that we must march at dawn."

"It's not your turn to order me." Sun Qing turned to stare at the man in black, and said coldly, "Can those toys of yours be used?"

The toys he was referring to were those living Gu insect corpses.

It should be said that tonight, these living corpses made outstanding contributions. First, the inside and outside cooperated to capture the top of the city, which caused a large-scale panic in the Jingwu army. Until now, Huang Yao and others were unable to gather up the scattered and broken soldiers.

But just when Sun Qing wanted to attack the palace in one go, the black-robed man lost control of these living corpses, causing the living corpses to run around, seriously affecting the speed of the rear troops, and giving the Jingwu army some breathing space .

"Although it is a good weapon, the bloodthirsty habit of animals will always overwhelm people's control." The man in black standing on the spot looked like a corpse rather than being quiet, and said lifelessly, "Still Please rest assured, General Sun, you will not be disappointed this time."

Sun Qing didn't answer, because the man in black left after saying this.

Like a ghost, silently submerged in this shadow, like raindrops flowing into the tide, nowhere to be found.

Sun Qing looked at the seemingly unfathomable shadow, and after a moment of silence, he stretched out his arm armor and stroked the unknown engraving.

It was a word, but he didn't know what that word meant, he only knew that this engraving was indeed as the person said, giving him stronger power than before.

Therefore, he can completely suppress the halberd in Abramovich's hand.

No one can easily suppress the power of that halberd in the realm of a small master.

But he did.

But what is the price?What is the price?

Sun Qing didn't think much about it, because now he just wanted to treat himself as a sword out of its sheath, and the sword only needs to be able to cut and kill, and the rest is not important.

The horseshoes splashed in the rain, and the news of the scouts came very quickly. Sun Qing finally smiled after listening to the report.

"The three armies leave the palace in batches?" Sun Qing said, "Who is the commander-in-chief? Sun Jianan?"

Soon he shook his head. Although he knew that his father was talented in politics, he was not very good at military affairs, so he should not dare to make such a bold plan.

For some reason, the young general who stubbornly blocked him appeared in Sun Qing's mind. Even if he was at the end of the road, he still chose to fight with his back.

Could it be him?

Sun Qing doesn't know, but he won't be afraid of anyone's challenge, and even...will go there with pleasure.

"Order the three armies to break out of the camp and set off!"

……

How much blood and death does a soldier have to go through before he can truly become a resolute old soldier?

A drop of rain fell on Qin Ke's slender eyelashes, making his vision a little blurred, so he wiped them vigorously.

After being in the rain for a long time, the cowhide armor on his body has already begun to shrink. It is soaked in rain and sweat, and the stench can be smelled even a foot away.

Qin Ke twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that his cheeks were being cut by the corners of the cowhide armor.

Abu, who was juxtaposed with him, seemed to feel something, pulled the rein slightly to bring his horse and Qin Ke closer: "Ah Ke, are you alright?"

"Ah?" Qin Ke first woke up, and then immediately denied, "It's okay, what can I do?"

"I see that you have been absent-minded. You didn't participate in the discussion just now, but you ran under the eaves alone to watch the rain." Abu knew that his good friend had always been used to keeping things in his heart. "If there is anything, you must tell me. I will definitely help."

But at this point, Abu's voice suddenly stopped, and he suddenly realized the current situation. Maybe he and Qin Ke would not be able to come back alive tonight, so everything would be impossible to talk about.

"It's... so it's decided, if we can live." Abu added this sentence, but in Qin Ke's ears, he heard only a kind of embarrassment and lack of self-confidence, so he was amused.

"I'm just a little worried about my sister and Cai Yan, but thinking about it, the people from the school affairs office have taken them into hiding... It seems that I shouldn't be so worried."

Qin Ke laughed, and finally expressed his thoughts.

He reached out and patted Abu's broad shoulders and said, "We may not lose, I believe you."

Abu nodded vigorously, and the two young men looked at each other and laughed again.

The two of them felt back to the time when they just met a few years ago. They were pure and innocent, and their smiles were like the clear river water in Jianye, with little complicated content.

But soon, the smiles disappeared from their faces.

The muffled war drums in the distance woke up the drowsy night, the rain that had been raining all night was gradually stopping, and the sky was slowly penetrating through the gaps in the clouds.

Dawn has arrived.

The sound of war drums indicated that the vanguard troops had reached the border with the enemy, and Abu looked dignified. After giving an order, the banner symbolizing Jing Wu was raised high!

In the light, the flag fluttered in the wind, and the sharp flagpole was like a spear piercing the darkness.

forward!forward!

The whole army shouted, step by step as if the mountains were shaking.

"Thank you, Ake." Abu looked forward and said viciously, "Then, bet again, um, again."

……

Tang State, Taishi Bureau.

Under the simple armillary sphere, Zhang Yanling, who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes and smiled like an innocent child.

Although separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, he seems to be able to have a panoramic view of everything in Jingwu City: "The battle of destiny. Let me see, you or me, who can represent this world."

Chapter 799 Breaking Dawn

The sky is still dim, but the birds that have been dormant all night can be seen leaving the high canopy, flapping their wings and piercing the sky.

breaking Dawn.

The shrill neigh of the horse was like a tattered huqin being pulled almost crazily by a saw-like bow.

The sharp edge of a long spear passed through suddenly, breaking through a shield stitched together by wooden planks and cowhide, and then continued to move forward, deep into the chest full of hot blood.

The huge impact brought the body of Jing Wu Jun into the air, until the horse's hooves left long marks on the ground, and the eyes full of hatred and anger finally closed slowly.

The ignorant body slipped from the tip of the gun, and made a dull sound when it collided with the ground.

The Qingzhou Ghost Rider looked around, and rode his horse forward again, but soon got hit by a hidden arrow, and fell off the horse with his head up.

But even so, he still stood up tenaciously. At the same time, he threw away the long spear that was difficult to launch an offensive at a short distance, and drew out his waist knife to kill forward.

The formation of the infantry is being broken through, and the horses of the Qingzhou Ghost Rider are constantly tearing apart the entire formation of the infantry with tremendous force, dividing the infantry into two parts that cannot be echoed.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Shan Ming, with white hair on his temples, stood behind the array and shouted loudly. His voice was like a stone that had been submerged in the ocean and could not be found.

The whole street was full of severed limbs and blood, and spears and spears intertwined and collided like music.

The initial battle between the two armies was not very smooth.

Although Qin Ke's side has two more powerful troops, Qingzhou Ghost Rider and Lei Jun, but Abu did not directly send these troops to the front line, but kept them by his side.

And the Jingwu Army and the Forbidden Army who stayed behind in Jianye City were already unstable, so how could they be the opponents of Qingzhou Ghost Riders?

Under the fierce offensive of Qingzhou Ghost Riders, they even began to be unable to hold the front line, and began to retreat continuously.

"I'm afraid they won't last the time you said." Standing alone on the high roof, Qin Ke called out to Abu, his robe fluttering against the cool breeze at dawn.

"I know! But they have to hold on!" Of course Abramovich knew how unreasonable his decision was.

But he had to, even though many would die under the onslaught of the enemy.

Thinking of this, he involuntarily squeezed the city defense map made of canvas in his hand, and whispered to himself: "This is very good, Abu. You also got some education, didn't you?"

Kindness does not hold soldiers.

Jianye City is not the best battlefield in the first place. There are many houses in this city, and the terrain has become intricate, making it difficult for an army to deploy.

Naturally, Sun Qing and Abu also knew this, so they chose the method of fighting alternately with small groups of troops, but the difference was that Sun Qing's side had a strong offensive and suppressed Jing Wu's side from the very beginning.

Countless troops that could kill the enemy independently fell like beans on the streets in the east of the city, and the shouts of killing made it impossible to distinguish east, west, south, north.

Shan Ming, covered in blood, dragged a half-limped injured leg into another street. Before he could take a good breath, another heavily armed centurion rushed out from the opposite corner.

The soldiers who were already extremely tense immediately raised their spears, and hundreds of spears poked out at the same time, making the entire army look like a hedgehog or porcupine that exploded its spikes.

Maybe it was just a suspicious move, they would all rush forward frantically.

The whole street fell into a brief silence.

"Put down your weapons! Put them all down! Don't panic! They are our own people!" Shan Ming shouted loudly. With his sharp eyes, he had already seen the white cloth belts on the foreheads and shoulders of the centurion.

This is a sign temporarily used to distinguish the two armies, because the appearance of the Qingzhou Ghost Rider, the armor of the Jingwu Army, is not particularly different. With these cloth strips, it is easier to distinguish between the enemy and ourselves.

Shan Ming didn't stop, dragging the gun with one hand and pressing the handle of the knife with the other, he led a few people forward to greet him, and what he saw was a pair of fearful and tired eyes: "Which movie do you belong to?"

A mid-level officer with slightly finer armor squeezed away the bodies of the crowd, leaned towards Shan Ming and replied loudly: "We are under the command of General Jin. General Jin died in battle. Before he died, he told us to retreat!"

Lao Jin's subordinates?

"Damn, the old fritters who have survived for so many years actually capsized in the gutter and died in a place like this." Shan Ming's complexion was a little gloomy, and that familiar face appeared in his mind, thinking that there was another new girl in the city. For orphans and widows.

He sighed a long time, and at the same time he understood that the army in front of him was actually a broken army that had left the battlefield.

"General, let's go over there." The officer wiped the mud from his face, but it only smeared a ball of blood on his face. The continuous war that night had already made him fearful.

If possible, even if it's just a corner, as long as he can avoid these killings and blood, and get a good night's sleep.

"Yes! Let's go there!" The soldiers also shouted, and some even knelt down to Shan Ming.

Shan Ming was silent for a moment, of course he knew what price these soldiers had paid tonight, but if they were let go, these rout soldiers would only spread more despair in the army.

What's more, in today's battle situation, every manpower is very precious.

The breeze passed over his head, and the sound of killing on the battlefield still lingered in his ears.

"I know, you are all scared." Shan Ming took a deep breath, "I am also very scared. I am afraid that I will die today, my wife will lose her husband, and my daughter will lose her father. Speaking of which, I just died last year. Becoming a grandfather, that's right, that stinky boy is a handle! I haven't heard that stinky boy call me. If I die today, I won't hear it in the future."

"But!" He changed the subject, and his voice was higher, but it was not sharp, but gave off a heavy sense of oppression, "At this time, we must not be afraid. Don't forget who we are! We are the Jingwu Army! If we don’t go up, no one will go up.”