Long Song Wanli Dingshan River

"Your Majesty!"

"Don't kneel! I, a man of Jingchu, kneel to heaven and earth, kneel to my parents, what kind of thing are you, make me kneel!"

Situ Wu, the forward general of the Wei Army, was fiddling with the red sky lantern in his hand. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at the captured prisoner.

The captured Chu man was a farmer.

Coarse linen clothes, no armor, and a captured hoe beside him.He looked like a farmer who voluntarily joined the army, but unexpectedly, he had a lot of backbone.

Seeing Situ Wu's unhappy face, the guard raised his voice, "Kneel!"

The man was still stiff, and the soldiers who were holding him broke his legs without saying a word. His body lost his balance, his knees were broken by bones and tendons, and he fell to the ground alive.

The farmer in Chu State raised his head and gave Situ Wu a vicious look.

Situ Wu sat three feet away from him, and could hear the man grinding his teeth in hatred.

"That's right, it'd be nice to be good."

Situ Wu got closer, squatted down playfully, and held up the sky lantern in his hand, illuminating the farmer's face, "I ask you, why is there no word on this thing you put?"

Before the start of the war, countless sky lanterns were already rising, burning the sky crimson.

Situ Wu looked annoyed.

He had heard about the prevalence of Witch Gu in Jingchu, and he hadn't talked about it clearly in the south of Yunnan. When he saw the situation, his first reaction was: these barbarian grandsons are cursing me.

He immediately ordered someone to light up a few sky lanterns, wanting to see what kind of god these Southern Chu barbarians were dancing when the city was about to collapse.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the lamp was delivered, Situ Wu was dumbfounded - this lamp has no words.

Whether the sky lantern is used to pray for blessings or to curse, there are either handwriting or spells. Xiangyang people toss for a long time, and the battle is as big as burning the sky. It is impossible to forget the most important characters. .

Situ Wu figured that there might be sloppy spirits among the Chu people, so maybe they just forgot.So he ordered someone to call a few more, but in the end, it wasn't that he forgot to write, all the sky lanterns that were knocked down had no words.

No words, how to study?

He and his military adviser pondered for a long time, but they didn't understand the use of this thing, so they moved their minds and asked the guards to grab a few Chu people's "tongues" for questioning.

Now, the captured "tongue" has broken legs and sneered on the ground.

Situ Wu didn't understand either, why was this farmer so proud of being imprisoned.

He snorted softly and asked, "I'm asking you something, don't toast and not take punishment—"

Before he finished speaking, the farmer suddenly raised his head and sprayed the stinky blood on half of his face.

"Bold!"

The farmer slammed a few sticks on his back, and the guards wanted to strike, but Situ Wu raised his hand to stop him.

He wiped away the disgusting blood on his face, stood up coldly, "No wonder you say Jingchu barbarians."

Situ Wuxin lost the sky lantern, and the kerosene in the lantern tilted, pouring the peasants all over.

The coarse cloth clothes worn by peasants are already flammable, and they ignite even more when they are stained with lamp paper and kerosene.

He immediately screamed and rolled on the ground in pain, but Situ Wu said indifferently, as if he didn't see or hear it: "This one is useless. Grab another one."

"promise!"

"No! No!"

The man on the ground almost squeezed out his teeth, he gave up struggling, sneered, and let the flames rage on his body, "Don't you want to know, I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

"Wordless Sky Lantern is the person you are most afraid of! Chang Ge, it is Chang Ge! Hahahahahahaha!"

The farmer was in great pain, and couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing, but he still tried his best to see the expression on Situ Wu's face—shock, and... the fear from the bottom of his heart.

Although only for a moment.

He loved the fear of the enemy generals, laughed wildly and shouted: "Ming Ming Zhaowu, help me to go down!"

Ming Zhaowu.

Zhaowu is the title of General Changge of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Just hearing these two words, Chang Ge's frightening killings in the past were so vivid that Situ Wu almost shivered.

Chang Ge was alive, not to mention usurping power, no one even dared to roll their eyes at Emperor Da Zhou secretly.

Chang Ge died, and that night, Situ Jinggong changed to usurp power, Da Zhou was wiped out, and Da Wei was established.

Even Zhu Zheng, the emperor of Zhou, was said to have died on the night of the palace change.

Wei Jun was afraid of Chang Ge, not only because most of the sergeants were directly restructured from the Da Zhou army, and they had a deep understanding of Chang Ge's killing methods.

More importantly, they clearly knew that this "Great Wei" did not have a proper name.

If Chang Ge is still alive, I am afraid that the first to deal with it will be the Great Wei who betrayed the Lord and usurped power.

Situ Wu really hadn't heard this name for so long that he almost lost his composure.However, he quickly calmed down and said with a sneer, "It's a pity, it's a pity—Chang Ge has been dead for three years. When things come to an end, you don't go to defend your home and country, but you actually want to pray to ghosts and gods? Sad, ridiculous! "

The farmer didn't listen to his sarcasm at all. From the moment he saw Situ Wu frightened, he began to sing loudly, with only one line in his lyrics: "Mingming Zhaowu, help me to go down to earth!"

Hearing this sentence, Situ Wu immediately changed his face, and scolded: "Drag this lunatic down!"

"Mingming Zhaowu, protect me to go to earth! Mingming Zhaowu, protect me—!"

There was a dull sound, followed by the sound of the head falling to the ground, and the annoying sound finally stopped.

Situ Wu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"...Ming Ming Zhaowu, help me to go down to earth."

"...Ming Ming Zhaowu, help me to go down to earth."

Situ Wu immediately dropped the cup: "Who is still singing!"

"Report to General!" The guard beheaded the farmer and returned with his head raised, "That man has already been beheaded, not him."

"Who is that!"

"Will……"

The military adviser standing silently at the side suddenly stopped: "Hush!"

For a while, no one said much.

Situ Wu immediately heard the clue and stood in front of the watchtower.

There were indeed people singing, not just one or two, it started from a distant and sad place, and more and more people joined in the elegy, intermingling and screaming, and finally, the elegy became louder and louder, until it spread across the entire battlefield. reverberate.

Mingming Zhaowu, help me to go down to earth.

Mingming Zhaowu, help me to go down to earth.

Not one or two, not even soldiers and generals, but all the people of Chu, all the people of Xiangyang, the last prayer.

"Crazy, all crazy!" Situ Wu gritted his teeth, he didn't know who he was yelling at, "Chang Ge has been dead for three years! No matter how wishful thinking, he-"

There was a thunderstorm in the sky.

Situ Wu's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had hit a ghost.

A black horse in red clothes, holding a halberd, lined up in front of the formation.

In front of the thousands of troops, the tragic song returns to heaven.

The continuous fine snow stopped suddenly, and the bright moon emerged from the clouds.

The sky is full of lights, thousands of miles of long songs, as if just to welcome his arrival.

When the cold wind blew up, the man in the red clothes was fierce, he was clearly General Zhaowu—Chang Ge!

"No, it's impossible."

Situ Wu immediately rubbed his eyes, patted his brain again, and looked at it again——

That man was wearing a black gauze skirt, but that red dress and that long halberd were indeed regular songs!

Could it be that Chu people really have the ability to communicate with ghosts and gods, and they actually called Chang Ge from the ground?

No, it won't.Chang Ge is dead, this must be a trick of the Chu people!

This is to disturb his morale!

Situ Wu managed to regain his composure, and at such an instant, the man seemed to have wiped something on the halberd.

"Drums, drums!"

He was afraid that this person who looked like Chang Ge would do something wrong, so he urgently ordered, "Take Chang, take that person, no matter if it's a human or a ghost, take him down first!!"

"Here!" Jin Wei bowed out.

"Get on the chariot, get on the chariot!" Situ Wu shouted at his back, "Surround him with chariots! Grind him to powder!"

With an order, the Wei Army chariot was already on the front line, and immediately turned around and drove towards the people in front of the formation.

Wei Jun is worthy of being a powerful country in the north. Hundreds of chariots moved forward in an instant, forming two long dragons on the left and right, and gathered Chang Ge in the encirclement.

The chariots are raging, the yellow sand and snow are flying all over the sky, so that all traces are drowned.

Situ Wu stood on the watchtower, looking at the invincible chariot quite complacently——

Forgive you with three heads and six arms, single-handedly, how can you deal with hundreds of rampant chariots!

If he wasn't Chang Ge, that's all. If Chang Ge was really Chang Ge, and he brought his head back to the court and returned to the court, maybe he could immediately worship the general and seal him as Marquis!

Thinking of this, Situ Wu was still a little proud, and touched his "beautiful temples" that he had just grown up - although there were still three unformed goatee.

"General! Not good!"

The lookout soldiers on the next floor couldn't do the gift, so they ran up directly.

"Why panic! It's not big or small."

The watchman was too anxious to speak: "Chariot, chariot!"

Situ Wu turned his head abruptly.

In the smoke, dust and snow, two raging fires floated lightly like swimming dragons. He was wondering what kind of Southern Chu witchcraft technique it was, when he saw that the two raging fires got an east wind, suddenly gained momentum, rose from the ground, and spread rapidly— —

Within a moment, two flame dragons appeared on the battlefield!

"What kind of witchcraft is this!"

Immediately afterwards, Chang Ge broke through the fire alone, and the two flames were like firebirds protecting the body. Under the red sky lantern, it was like a god descending.

"It's kerosene!" The military adviser next to him immediately reacted, "He must have expected the chariot, prepared kerosene in advance and put it on the weapon. pole!"

Situ Wu immediately rolled his eyes at the military division, he really didn't know where he was.

Immediately after he realized, if what the military adviser said was true, wouldn't the two fire dragons on the battlefield be——

At this moment, the smoke dissipated, and he didn't need the guidance of a military adviser. He also understood that it was really fire oil!

The man lit his halberd with oil, and burned his precious chariot as firewood.

Situ Wu was so distressed that he almost jumped.

As for the Firebird's bodyguard, it's just that the person's speed is too fast, coupled with the cover of sand and dust, the flame on the sinking sand halberd grows with the wind, and when it is swung, it is blazing like a Vulcan.

The fire was raging, and the soldiers and civilians of the Chu State who were far away also saw the scene of the Wei Army's chariot being burned. Those who knew Shen Shaji immediately screamed, shouting, "General Chang Ge! General Chang Ge has appeared!"

"It's General Chang Ge! It's Shen Shaji!"

The morale of the Chu army was suddenly boosted.

The tragic song that was originally sung spontaneously became more and more intense. The charge soldiers boldly blew their horns, and accompanied by the mournful cry of "Mingming Zhaowu, bless me to go to the soil", they followed the manifested General Changge and fought for the country.

However, Wei Jun didn't know why, seeing that Xiangyang City was broken, he suddenly killed a supernatural Chang Ge, and burned most of the chariots as firewood, and his morale suddenly dropped.

Seeing the morale reversed on the field, Situ Wu immediately ordered: "Stop the leader of the Chu army for me! Don't care if he is Changge or not! Spearmen! Cavalry! Infantry! Give me all of them! Shoot his fence first! Yes! Tear off his veil for me, I want to see who is playing tricks!"

Listen to his deployment, the bow and arrow go first, the cavalry is in front, the shield soldiers and spearmen cooperate with the rear, and the army gathers towards that person like a tide.

Wave after wave of Wei troops charged forward, but that man was like a flame in the wilderness, riding alone into the enemy's territory, blazing a prairie fire.

He swam with his long halberd to fend off sneak attacking bows and arrows. The flames on the tip of the halberd ignited, forcing the soldiers to be unable to get close.

Wherever he went, there were mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

Situ Wu can now be sure that this person is Chang Ge, whether he is a human or a ghost, he is Chang Ge.

Apart from him, no one in the world today has the potential to break through.

The black-maned steed that Chang Ge was riding on had already been splashed into a dark color by countless bright red blood—it could only be made by pouring the blood of an unknown number of people. I just glanced at it from a distance on the watchtower, and Situ Wu couldn't help being terrified. He glanced at the fearful soldiers in front of Chang Ge, and suddenly understood.

Facing such a soldier god who blocked and killed the Buddha, he was terrified even from a distance, let alone facing his front-line soldiers.

But understanding is understanding, and battles still have to be fought.

Situ Wu thought for a moment, and then shouted: "Archer! Where did you die! Where is Mili! Why is that man still wearing Mili!!"

Order, arrow out.

Countless arrows slammed towards Chang Ge like a dense rain, and for a while it was like a flock of geese passing through the border.

At the end of the long halberd, the wildfire was still surging, within a moment, a cloud of arrows was knocked down by Chang Ge.

Situ Wu slapped the railing angrily: "It's useless!"

Just at this moment, a cold arrow, like a laggard lone goose, was long overdue, rushing straight towards the power fence that Chang Ge covered his face——

He just shot down a bunch of arrows, now he can't dodge in time, the arrows have pierced the veil.

The sharp arrow brought the wind, and instantly lifted the entire power fence.

The author has something to say:

The border situation in Xiangyang is as follows:

Nanyang County in the north, including Fancheng, belonged to the Great Wei

Jianping in the west belongs to Yizhou

Xincheng County, Shangyong County, and Hanzhong County in the northwest belong to Yizhou

All counties and counties in the northwest of Xiangyang fell, isolated and helpless

Xiangyang is the capital of Chu State in the depth to the south, and it is flat, so Xiangyang must be defended. Xiangyang is in Chu State, and Xiangyang is in Chu State.

The settings and spheres of influence of the other princes will be told slowly as the story unfolds

Otherwise, throwing too much at one time will scare you (cover your face)

[1] Mi Li: Chang Ge wears it, and the black gauze hangs down to cover her face

Thanks to Su Qiyun for sponsoring ammunition mines for the Chu army, and thank Seem for sponsoring nutritional military rations for the Chu army!