God obsession system

Entering the city, the road is much wider than the plank road outside.

The shouts of killing also gradually subsided, and the offensive of the Mongolian army seemed to have gradually stopped.

Wang Jian walked ahead and led the way, talking as he walked.

"The former boss of our Zhongshun Army, heck, the former superior of our Zhongshun Army was General Meng Gong, whose grandfather and great-grandfather were the generals of the Yue Family Army.

Lord Meng Gong's father, old general Meng Zongzheng, founded the Zhongshun Army when he founded the Zhongshun Army, using the method of training the Yue Family Army that his ancestors learned from Yue Shuai.

So you will find that our Zhongshun Army is very similar to the Yue Family Army in many ways. "

"Is there such a story in it?"

Gu Yuncheng said in surprise.

"Of course, after the capital of the Jin people was breached by the Mongolian army, Jin Aizong fled to Caizhou.

At that time, our dynasty was still an ally with the Mongolian tribes. General Meng Gong and the Mongolian army jointly attacked Caizhou. Our Zhongshun army broke through the city first, killed the last emperor Wanyan Chenglin, and brought the body of the golden emperor and the jade seal back to the Song Dynasty.

It can also be regarded as a comfort to Yue Shuai's spirit in heaven.

After General Meng Gong came back, he went to Fengbo Pavilion to sacrifice to Yue Shuai, which displeased the emperor.

And because of his great achievements, he was feared by the court, and finally ended up in a gloomy end.

After Boss Meng left, the old brothers of the Zhongshun Army were scattered to garrison in various places, and Lao Tzu was even assigned to this place where no shit. Counting the time, it has been almost ten years.

Alas, what a bird of the world. "

Speaking of sadness, Wang Jian showed his true colors, and he no longer pretended to be Wen Zou Zou.

"General Meng Gong is a real hero."

Hearing this, Gu Yuncheng was in a complicated mood and said something sullenly.

"Hey, let's not talk about these annoying things, let's talk about Brother Gu, where did your Jiulongluan golden gun come from?"

Wang Jian is also in his 40s from the appearance, but his personality is still like a youth, without any pretensions.

"I accidentally got the inheritance of General Yang Zaixing next time, and this gun is among them."

"So that's the case, then how did you get here?

It stands to reason that the [-] Mongolian army outside has surrounded this place tightly, so you wouldn't have rushed in all the way. "

Wang Jian pretended to be casual and tentatively said.

"Accidentally entered a secret realm, and came out here."

Gu Yuncheng replied half-truthfully.

But strictly speaking, there is no problem with what he said, they were indeed teleported here through the secret realm of Baicheng.

"That's right, then you are really lucky."

Wang Jian didn't speak any more after hearing the words.

The crowd continued to walk up the mountain along the road. After about a quarter of an hour, the eyes finally opened up, and a vast farmland came into view.

"Although there are more than 90 soldiers and civilians here, there are thousands of mu of fertile land in the city, more than a dozen ponds and more than [-] wells, which are enough for self-sufficiency.

Even if there is a severe drought, there are several years of surplus food in the city, which is enough to cope.

Ladders cannot be attached here, artillery cannot be attacked, and fighting outside will not affect the farming in the city.

Those Tartars want to take down Diaoyu City, so let's let them have a bloodbath. "

Pointing to the farmland in front of him, Wang Jian said with some pride.

When the people working in the fields saw a sergeant passing by, they did not show fear like the people in other places, but greeted with a smile.

Among them, an elderly man even wiped off the sweat from his forehead, took off his bamboo hat and fanned himself, and shouted with a smile.

"General, the old man still has some wine and bacon at home, do you want to drink some thiamine at night?"

"I'm not going, the general has business tonight, so let's move on to another day."

Wang Jian waved his hand casually.

"Tch, if there is something serious to do at night, don't you have to go back to pay the public rations?

The granddaughter of the old Wangtou's house next door is twenty-eight years old, and she is very handsome. How about the old man be a matchmaker for you and take a concubine? "

In the field next to him, another old man answered the conversation with a smile.

"You old people are not ashamed, do you want my tigress to kill me?

Back then, I shouldn't have believed the nonsense of you old guys, saying that women from Sichuan are gentle and virtuous.

The result is good now, I have become a rascal just like you! "

Wang Jian said angrily.

There was a burst of laughter from the field.

"General Wang, how many Tartars have you killed today?"

Another old voice came from afar.

The man didn't talk nonsense when he heard the words, and took Wang Dechen's body from the soldier behind him, not caring about the blood stains on it, and raised him high with one hand.

"Look, who is this?"

"Hey, looking at his clothes, he looks like a high-ranking official from the Tartars."

"This kid is Wang Dechen."

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent.

In the next second, all the people working in the fields ran over one after another regardless of the farm work in hand, and gathered around Wang Jian.

The old man who was calling the men to drink just now raised his hoe and made a gesture to hit the corpse, but was stopped by the deputy general beside Wang Jian in time.

After being stopped, the old man who was still smiling suddenly collapsed, with tears in his eyes, and cried out in a crying voice.

"All four of the old man's children died in the hands of this turtle, please don't stop me, Mr. Jun, I will beat the old man.

Just hit it! "