the enlightener says

"Many family members here are from Jianye. Do you have the heart to see your wives and children being harmed by those bastards? Even if some family members are not in Jianye, once the city of Jianye is destroyed, Jing and Wu will be torn apart... Back then Haven't you had enough of the days of Wu?"

There were cries from the crowd.

Many people have experienced the chaos in the Wu Kingdom back then. Even young people who have not experienced it, most of them have heard it from their parents, and their memories are very deep.

Shan Ming is worthy of being a veteran. He didn't talk empty words about ideals and sentiments, but actually put the interests in front of every soldier.

"People are always going to die. There is not much difference between dying at this time and dying at that time." Shan Ming took off his cowhide helmet. After a battle, his hair was already very messy, and the gray hair was blowing in the wind. With a bit of desolation.

But his voice was loud and clear: "But I would rather die standing up now, than be a beggar in the future with my wife and children kneeling to beg for food, and then freeze to death under the city gate tower!"

"If you want to escape, I won't stop you!" Shan Ming shouted loudly, "But if you are a man with handles, I'm the biggest official now, follow me and guard the street, as long as I'm not dead, don't take a step back !"

……

"General Shan turned the tide and defended Qingshui Street." After listening to the sentry cavalry's report, Abu finally showed a smile on his face.

Of course, Qin Ke, who was standing aside, was also very happy, and said with a smile, "Around more than ten teams of rout troops were gathered, and the Qingzhou ghost cavalry's offensive was forcibly suppressed. He is indeed a veteran in the battlefield, and he is reliable at critical moments."

Speaking of this, Qin Ke opened the map again in his hand, drew a few lines with his fingers on the streets near Qingshui Street, and said: "The topography of these streets is wide at the front and narrow at the back. You use this to lure the enemy to go deep and hold them back, which is equivalent to holding the four thousand Qingzhou ghost riders. You can eat them whenever you want. In this way, if Sun Qing wants to keep the four thousand forces, he will It's time to turn over the cards..."

Chapter 800 Wuyang

Both Qin Ke and Abu knew that Sun Qing's purpose was to destroy the foundation of the formation, but they didn't know how he planned to do it.

Invite strong soldiers to break open the palace gate?This is of course one of the methods, but if it was just that simple, Sun Qing would not be the one who has been at the top of the Imperial Academy for so many years.

The more than [-] forwards were a test for Sun Qing.

It's just that every time Qin Ke thinks of this, a strange feeling arises in his heart—is human life really so cheap that it can be thrown as a bargaining chip on the gambling table at will?

You must know that this is not a dozen or twenty lives, but thousands of lives. Their combined weight is enough to crush anyone's shoulders.

But at the same time, he knew in his heart that necessary sacrifice is the iron rule on the battlefield. You must know that Wang Xuanwei threw those 1 people into a desperate situation in order to serve as a bait, in exchange for the victory of the Mo family and Jing Wu.

If he only paid [-] sacrifices today to win a battle to set the world, I am afraid that he will wake up laughing from his dreams.

"Even I can weigh the pros and cons, so frustrating." Qin Ke whispered to himself.

"Report!" The sentry horse came very quickly, and the voice was a little trembling, "The enemy army is out of the camp! They are heading towards Wuyang Gate."

As soon as the words fell, Abu had already got on his horse, but the sharp-eyed Qin Ke clearly saw that Abu's movements were no longer so crisp and neat, but rather tired and slow.

Is that probably the previous injury?Thinking of this, Qin Ke subconsciously touched the hilt of the Bodhisattva Sword with one hand.

From a distance, Qin Ke saw Wuyang Gate, which looked like a giant sleeping in the dawn and hadn't woken up, and the stretching city walls were its arms.

The reason why Sun Qing chose the battlefield here is precisely because this is one of the widest main roads in Jianye City, and the front and back are unobstructed, which is conducive to the galloping of war horses. More importantly, it is only a cup of tea away from the palace gate. .

And Qin Ke's memory of this street is even more profound. He thought that when he first came to Jianye, it was here that he saw Mulan and Liu De riding into the city hand in hand.

In the midst of all the attention, the guard of honor, Mr. Zhuang, was solemn, and the dancing girl had a graceful figure. As the music gradually rose, her long sleeves were like flying butterflies, beautiful and beautiful.

At that time, he was fighting with people in the brothel, and a group of people made the food and drinks at each table flying around, and the curses of the guests and the panicked screams of the girls seemed to be still in his ears.

Everything seemed so beautiful, but it was a pity that I couldn't go back.

The sound of horseshoes was like drumbeats, and the Qingzhou Ghost Rider seemed to appear a hundred feet away in a gust of wind, and the ferocious ghost mask reflected a sharp metal light in the sunlight.

Sun Qing was at the front of the queue, with a heroic figure, even on horseback, he looked like a straight pine tree, holding a long spear in one hand and pointing at the ground obliquely, gestating a cold killing intent.

Qin Ke looked at the black cavalry in front of him who had a neat and tidy appearance and was ready to go, and his voice sank as if he had been pressed against a stone: "Even if eight thousand is against eight thousand, we can't get any benefits in this terrain. .”

"There has never been any battle that was won by taking advantage." Li Zhu was probably the person present who knew the power of the Qingzhou Ghost Rider best, but he seemed more open-minded at such a time, taking off the skin bag from the horse with one hand and drinking heavily Take a sip, "You young people always regard Sun Qing as some kind of god, but in my opinion, he is still far from the great generals of those days, General Huang and the others."

Qin Ke took the skin bag thrown by Li Zhu. From the pungent smell, he could guess that the skin bag was definitely one of the best spirits, so he also knew Li Zhu's heart to fight to the death.

That's right, who would come to this battlefield if they didn't have the awareness to die in battle?

So he took a deep breath, took a big sip, and handed it to Abu, but Abu shook his head, and handed it to the other generals under his command, letting them share the drink.

There wasn't a lot of wine in one skin, but it was almost dry after dividing seven or eight people, but their voices pressed forward like mountains and seas, suppressing the Qingzhou ghost riders who were ready to go.

They were drunk because they drank a bowl of strong wine in the palace before going out to battle, and the sound of those luxurious official kiln porcelain smashing to the ground was louder and clearer than when old pottery shattered.

And they roared loudly without taking a sip of wine, because their surging blood was already hotter than spirits.

Lei Jun retired to Jianye after the First World War and became the gatekeeper of this peaceful city, but who would have thought that they would also dream of the Iron Horse Glacier after being drunk late at night?

"Attack!" The war drum rang suddenly, and the two armies collided like black flowing water, stirring up bloody flowers all over the sky.

This was probably the first time the young people present had seen Lei Jun fighting. Although they were getting old and physically disabled, their offensive power was not weaker than that of the young and elite Qingzhou Ghost Riders.

The long halberd erected a forest, and even Qingzhou ghost riders had to feel fear under the sharp edge, and were forced to make way.

Standing in the infantry formation, Qin Ke stabbed the horse's neck accurately with a long spear. Under the powerful energy and blood of the little master realm, even the cowhide horse armor on the horse's chest could not bear it.

The horse's armor was broken, the horse's blood gushed like a column, and the knight on the horse rolled down as the horse's back turned over.

This knight was obviously a warrior with cultivation, and his blood was surging in his chest so that every movement of him seemed so powerful.

And at the moment when the horse turned over, he seemed to be in a panic, but he quickly threw away the spear. The sharpened waist knife was like a stream of light. With a knife, he broke a long halberd, and then stomped his legs. The whole person crashed into the crowd like a cheetah!

"Wang Shuo!" Seeing the face stained with horse blood, Qin Ke finally recognized this student who had also studied in the Imperial Academy.

In Jingwu, the Wang family is considered to be a big tree with deep roots, and there are many direct and collateral descendants. After the Taixuetang was established, Wang Shuo was also sent into it as the first batch of students.

Thinking of this, Qin Ke wanted to put down his spear and intercept it.

However, before he could really move, an old and rough hand pressed hard on his shoulder.

"Hold your position, our Lei Jun has not yet fallen to the point where you need to solve everything." It was Hu Tao, Lei Jun's former general.

Already at the age of knowing destiny, but a pair of eyebrows protruding from the helmet are like eagles soaring in the sky, covered with snow.

And just after he finished speaking, several heads of Lei Jun were shaking, and Wang Shuo, who was like a tiger, soon found that he had to face three veterans who were at the second level at the same time.

Even in Tai Xuetang, there are only one out of ten people who can achieve the realm of small masters. It is a pity that although Wang Shuo has stood on that threshold, he has never been able to cross that threshold.

Qin Ke saw Wang Shuo fighting like this, but he was always like a wild beast trapped in a cage, suppressed by those veterans who were extremely patient and cooperated as one, unable to escape within a certain range.

After a while, he was stabbed in the thigh, and he fell down screaming, and soon someone dragged his body and moved into the army formation.

This is showing mercy.

"Young people in Jingwu, if you can save one death, you will die one less." Hu Tao said calmly, "Let us old men take care of the past and build up the future."

Qin Ke opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he took a deep breath, clenched the spear in his hand, and looked forward.

"Very good." Hu Tao nodded in satisfaction, and said, "When it's your turn to make a move, there will be a chance to make a move. At that time, we old guys still count on you to end this battle."

This opponent, of course, was Sun Qing who was looking at the whole situation not far away.

Lei Jun's combat effectiveness was indeed beyond his expectations. Facing the impact of the Qingzhou Ghost Riders, these veterans were able to stab them neatly and undisturbedly with their halberds.

That skillful and simple movement is no different from that of an old farmer harvesting wheat in the field.

But he didn't feel frustrated because of this, but looked at Abu who was frowning and thinking on the opposite side and said: "Give up defense and choose to attack, what do you want to do this time?"

Chapter 8 and One

Inside the palace.

Huang Yao boarded the towering turret, only feeling a cold wind coming towards him, like a sharp piece of iron, flowing through the armor and getting into the neckline, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

As far as the eye can see, the sun has gradually risen, but the light is still faint.

The situation in the distance is not clear, but Huang Yao has been in the army for many years, and he can tell from some details that a large-scale fierce battle is going on at Wuyangmen.

Initially, it seems that Abu and Sun Qing should have played against each other, but it is still unknown who will win.

"The odds are [-]%...? What a big gamble." Huang Yao tightened the iron ring on his shoulders, let the cloak cover his neckline, told his subordinates a few times and started to go downstairs.

Sun Ji'an was downstairs to make adjustments. The armor wearing on his thin body seemed a bit too loose, but it also allowed Huang Yao to see another side of this scribe.

"I remember that Mr. Sun was also outstanding in martial arts back then, and he was only a few years younger than General Gao when he became a junior master?" Huang Yao thoughtfully.

"I'm ashamed, I'm five years late, and I haven't made much progress since then." Wearing a military uniform, Sun Ji'an's literati spirit has not been erased, so his answer seems a little shy, "It's just a matter of going to battle. Don't worry, General Huang, I haven't forgotten how to hold a knife."

"I believe it." Huang Yao chuckled, "It's just that your precious son is fighting with us now, so you don't plan to go and see it yourself, even if you only say a word or two? Maybe, you can Advise him to stop this killing."

Sun Ji'an was silent for a long time, but finally shook his head and said: "I know my son very well, he will never listen to my persuasion."

"Then you can at least try." Huang Yao still wanted to insist, but Sun Ji'an raised his hand, stopped his words, and asked, "Has General Huang noticed anything?"

Huang Yao was slightly taken aback, then sighed and said, "That's right, it's too quiet. I couldn't believe it. Abu didn't believe that Sun Qing would only confront him on the frontal battlefield, and I didn't believe it either."

"The news came from the sentinel horse, and there are living corpses gathering." Sun Ji'an frowned and looked at the turret - although the turret of the palace is tall, there are too many blind spots, and it is impossible to see everything in the whole city.

"It seems that the man in black has not really lost control over the living corpse."

Huang Yao shook his head helplessly, and spread his hands: "I don't know anything about it. After all, I don't understand why the spirit of cultivation can play so many tricks, and Wang Xuanwei can be a hundred thousand people with some small bugs." For military use, it’s nothing more than turning beans into soldiers. Could it be that those of us who practice martial arts are really not worthy of those fancy things? Damn, if I know these things, I still need the army to use it?”

This is a joke, but unfortunately it is not funny. After all, everyone knows that whether it is cultivating qi and blood or cultivating spirit, they all lead to the same goal by different paths, and there is no distinction between high and low.

Seeing Huang Yao complaining, Sun Jian'an couldn't help laughing and said, "General Huang is still so peaceful at this time, I admire it."

"It's just that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. In the frontier army, everyone can do it." Huang Yao shrugged, somewhat nostalgic for those days in the frontier army. Although the vegetation there was barren and the wind and sand filled the sky, it was hard to let go.

A group of good brothers who go through life and death are together, even if they are hard on patrol, they are happy to eat and sleep.

"Speaking of which, Prime Minister, he now..."

"Report--" Huang Yao said halfway, the rapid sound of horse's hooves hammered into the hearts of the two of them again and again.

Huang Yao's questioning was forced to stop. He turned his head and saw a sentinel horse soaked in blood, shouting like a madman, "Report—"

Huang Yao had already seen the clues, and hurried up to meet him, without hesitation, he hugged the scout who had fallen from his horse with both hands, not caring about the stinky blood at all.

"Is it those living corpses?" Huang Yao sniffed out the information behind the stinky blood.

"No..." There was a hole in the sentry horse's vest. It didn't look like it was stabbed by a sword, but rather like it was stabbed by a strange iron rod or awl. The cowhide armor had a very neat hole.

"It's...a monster. It has a human face, but it has a moth's body. They... gather in the direction of Linjiang Tower, and the number is at least over a thousand..."

Huang Yao watched the sentry horse's face turn gray, felt his pulse and shouted sharply: "Medical officer! Let him live! Otherwise, I will kick your ass to pieces!"

When the medical officer and the stretcher took him away in a hurry, Huang Yao turned around again, and saw Sun Ji'an's eyes full of worry.

"Moths..." Huang Yao felt disgusted when he recalled those potbellied living corpses, not to mention how those deformed fetuses with human faces flowed out after beheading them.

"What kind of monster is this? It first parasitizes the human body, turns people into living corpses, and then emerges from the human body to become this kind of thing."

After all, Sun Ji'an is a well-educated person, and it is said that the Sun family has a collection of over [-] books, and there are countless unique copies.

Backed by these rich collections of books, he finally had some clues: "It's probably a beast outside the Great Wall. Even the Mu family hasn't seen this kind of monster for a hundred years. I didn't expect it to be here. It's time to show up."

"I'm not interested in them disappearing for a hundred years." Huang Yao stood on the spot and cursed a few times, "So what should we do? If they spread their wings and fly towards this side, we might as well surrender in Kaesong, maybe they will look at us Such a coward, he would choose to roast us before eating. My stomach is full of feces and fart, and eating it raw will cause diarrhea."

This kind of lazy temperament is probably one of the deep imprints on Huang Yao by the frontier army.

Sun Jianan felt helpless about such self-defeating remarks, but he still replied: "There is no need to worry about this. Although the karma moth has two wings, it can't fly in the sky. Maybe it's because those frivolous wings are not enough. to bear their bodies."

"Finally, there is good news among the bad news." Huang Yao looked at the fire oil crock that had already been filled by the side of the city tower, "Fire is the only thing we can scare ferocious beasts now, and Ye Mo seems to be the same." In this way, there are not many stone resin mines found on the Great Wall, and I really don’t know how the Mu family has persisted for so many years.”

"During the past dynasties, a lot of stone resin would be transported to the Great Wall, and the accumulation up to today should be a terrible figure."

Sun Ji'an and Huang Yao seemed to be chatting, but in fact, their eyes had already passed the palace wall and saw the spire.

Jianye Linjiang Tower, 25 feet high, covered with brown glazed bricks, looks like cast iron. After [-] strong winds and [-] floods, it still stands still. Therefore, it is also called the Iron Tower by the people of Jianye City.

Because Jingwu's architecture is not as ingenious as the Mohist school, nor as profound as the Tang Dynasty, this pagoda is also one of the few buildings that Jingwu people can be proud of.

The King Wu of the previous dynasty even intended to enclose this pagoda in the palace, hoping to show the dignity of the family and prevent others from spying on the whole view of the forbidden area of ​​the palace from the top of the pagoda.

It's just that there are many opposing officials in the court, and there are even more discussions among civil scholars, so they have to give up.

Why did those monsters gather in the direction of Linjiang Tower?Is it passing through or is there some other purpose?

"25 feet high..." Huang Yao looked at this iron tower that he had jumped up and down countless times when he was a child. If this tower has any strategic position, it can only be used to look inside the palace gate and confirm the defense of the palace. .

But then why gather an army?All it takes is someone watching from above and spreading the news.

"Hey. I'm really not good at thinking about these things." Huang Yao rubbed his sore temples, looked at the iron tower and said casually: "Seeing others building tall buildings, seeing other people entertaining guests, seeing other people building..."

"Lou..." Huang Yao was shocked, and his pupils shrank to the extreme.

Sun Jian'an still didn't understand why Huang Yao had such an expression all of a sudden, but he suddenly saw this guy throwing away his helmet and running against the palace wall like a madman!

Chapter 8 Seeing that the building collapsed...

Although Huang Yao often did some inconsequential things on weekdays, it was the first time Sun Ji'an saw him go crazy like this.