After the rebirth, I was picked up by the prince

A hundred birds chirping...?

Looking at the four words on the letter, Qi Zizhen suddenly remembered the short piece of music he played on Song Yaoxu's birthday, and the various visions that Song Yaoxu had told him after that.

If his music can really have such a strong appeal, then can he use it to re-invigorate the morale of the soldiers?

For some reason, Qi Zizhen suddenly felt that there was an extra piece of music in his mind, and it was a tune that was obviously very suitable for boosting morale.

And this score is very clear in his mind, as if he was familiar with it, but every combination of notes is very unfamiliar to him.

Could it be the score written down by "he" before?But the previous "he" didn't understand music theory.

Qi Zizhen frowned, too anxious to think too much, got up and turned out the bamboo flute and put on the fox fur, took a deep breath at the door of the camp and walked out slowly.

"Master Military Advisor." When a soldier guarding the door saw him coming out, he immediately clasped his fists in salute, and then showed concern, "It's a bit windy today, and the enemy army doesn't know when they will attack again. Otherwise, Sir Military Advisor, you are still in the tent." How about some rest?"

Since the last time he met an assassin, Tang Leyuan had arranged for a trustworthy soldier to stand guard at his gate. This soldier was also one of the few people who knew Qi Zizhen's physical condition better.

Qi Zizhen shook his head lightly: "It's okay. I have something to say to the soldiers, can you call them for me?"

"Yes!" The soldier responded quickly and ran down to convey the order.

Tang Leyuan on the other side heard the commotion here, and walked out of the tent, his left hand was still wrapped in a layer of gauze.

He walked to Qi Zizhen's side, blocking most of the cold wind for him: "Why do you suddenly think of calling the soldiers?"

Now the situation is critical, Qi Zizhen's own health is not good, Tang Leyuan believes that he will not let himself suffer in the wind for no reason.

However, Qi Zizhen didn't answer his question directly, and said in a deep voice, "Le Yuan, can you still fight now?"

Tang Leyuan paused for a moment. Hearing his tone as if entrusting the funeral, he couldn't help but cautiously asked: "Aqi, you...you shouldn't be dying yet, right?"

Qi Zizhen, who originally wanted to talk about business, was almost unable to respond to his question. After a while, he smiled helplessly: "I'm just relatively weak, and I'm not on the verge of dying."

Only then did Tang Leyuan breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Of course I have no problem killing the enemy in battle. It's common for me to get a little bit injured on the battlefield. It doesn't count at all... Hiss—it hurts!"

In the middle of his passionate speech, he couldn't help patting his chest with his left hand, which happened to hit the wound on his palm and chest at the same time, grinning his teeth in pain.

Qi Zizhen: "..."

Yazi looks unreliable.

But thanks to this little episode, his originally heavy heart relaxed a lot, and he said softly, "It's not an option for us to continue to confront the enemy here. At present, my only idea is to do our best to fight the enemy." Do your best to break through.”

Tang Leyuan understands this truth, but there is still worry in his heart: "But with our current military morale... I don't dare to say how much I can mobilize. Breaking through may be very difficult."

Qi Zizhen shook his head, and when he was about to speak, he coughed a few times uncontrollably, and then said: "I have a method that may be able to arouse the enthusiasm of the soldiers, but it's the first time I plan to try it, and I dare not say the real one. What is the effect. But this is the only way we can break through again, would you like to bet with me once?"

He originally wanted Tang Leyuan to think for a while before adding "it's okay if you don't want to", but he heard Tang Leyuan's affirmative answer just after he finished speaking.

Tang Leyuan had a big grin on his face, and there was only the purest trust in his dark and clear eyes.

Qi Zizhen was stunned for a moment, and there was a slight smile in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand and gave him a light clap.

After making sure to prepare for the final fight with all their strength, the two did not continue to stay in front of the camp, and went to the open field to give the soldiers the final mobilization.

According to the mobilization process, Tang Leyuan gave a speech with the theme of the last fight in front of the soldiers at first, even if he was injured, it could not affect the impassioned speech of him.

Infected by the spirit of desperate resistance in his words, the soldiers were more or less cheered up, but it was far from the initial period.

Qi Zizhen paid attention to the mental state of the soldiers in the cold wind, picked up the bamboo flute as a gift before leaving, and took a deep breath before starting to play.

The high-pitched and hasty tone suddenly burst out from the bamboo flute, swaying passionately.But then it turned sharply after a high note, as if falling from the cliff of a towering mountain peak, and fell into the icy lake at the bottom of the cliff, depressed and cold.

Like a general with great ambitions, but fell into despair after losing a battle.

Extremely cold weather, running out of food and grass, and wave after wave of enemy troops.

There seemed to be nothing but endless despair in front of the general.

However, after being confused and wandering, the passionate tune suddenly burst out and shattered the snow and frost in the sky.

What about bad weather?What's the matter if the food and grass are near?So what if the enemy invades?

Blind depression will never solve the problem, things on the battlefield are changing rapidly, if you want to survive the dead end, you must first work hard!

Who doesn't want to live?Who doesn't want to live a stable life?If there is to be a stable family and country, there must be life and death.

On the battlefield, either you die or I die.

A twists and turns tune came to an end and gradually became smoother.

It seems that the dust has settled after the fierce fighting—whether it is life or death, the living will be safe and the dead will rest in peace. This is the inevitable end for them as fighters.

At the end of the song, Qi Zizhen slowly put down his bamboo flute, looked at the soldiers who were stunned and could not recover, and said coldly but firmly: "Righteousness and martial arts, even if the jumper is strong, he will be killed."

Tang Leyuan was the first to withdraw his thoughts from the tune, and raised the long tasseled spear in his hand and shouted: "Fight for righteousness, and those who jump the beam will be killed no matter how strong they are!"

A powerful sentence fell into the almost dead army, like a stone falling into a lake, suddenly stirring up thousands of waves.

"Righteousness and martial arts are vigorous, and those who jump the beam will be killed no matter how strong they are!"

"Even if you are strong, you will be killed!"

"Even if you are strong, you will be killed!"

"..."

The cries one after another almost broke through the sky, like endless hope bursting out again in despair.

Taking advantage of the enthusiasm of the soldiers, Tang Leyuan announced his departure directly, and 9000 mighty men launched a surprise attack on the enemy with the belief of going forward in the strong wind!

The 9000-man army all attacked, Qi Zizhen also stepped on the horse, followed Tang Leyuan with a long sword in his hand, and lured the enemy into the depths with the Yanyue Formation.

As the name suggests, Yanyue bursts are shaped like a crescent moon with a sunken inside.The general stands at the bottom of the crescent concave, which looks weak, but contains the strongest killing intent, suitable for a strong and brave army.

The enemy army, who had won several battles, did not expect that they would make a surprise attack in such a windy weather. For a while, they didn't bother to analyze their tactics, and concentrated their main force and plunged into the inner recess of the crescent moon!

"It's now, attack with all your strength!"

Tang Leyuan yelled loudly, reinvigorating his morale to the highest point: "Kill!"

"kill--!"

The soaring shouts of killing almost shook the earth, and countless soldiers followed behind Tang Leyuan and fought forward desperately!

The piercing cold wind mixed with hot blood fell on the snow-white ground, instantly dyeing the surrounding area with a large amount of blood red!

The killing cries, clangs, and the howling of the fierce cold wind all intertwined into one piece, turning the entire ground into a tragic tomb.

Ling Chao's army was like an indefatigable machine, rushing forward recklessly.

Under the shadow of swords and swords, one soldier after another fell down, and another soldier after another filled up the original position.

They fought from morning to night, and continued from night to morning of the next day. They fought for a whole day and night, and finally killed the enemy army and retreated in embarrassment.

Qi Zizhen gasped and coughed violently a few times. The hand holding the sword had been stiffened by the cold wind, and it was his strong willpower that supported him to continue wielding the sword.

Dirty blood stains were all over his body, and he couldn't even tell which ones belonged to him and which belonged to the enemy. The snow-white blade was even soaked in bright red.

Tang Leyuan's situation was not much better than his. He drove the horse to Qi Zizhen's side, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Qi Zizhen say in a hoarse voice, "Chasing."

Tang Leyuan frowned: "No, don't chase after the poor, be careful of fraud."

"I know there must be fraud." Qi Zizhen closed his eyes, took a deep breath of air-conditioning to force himself to wake up, and when he opened his eyes again, there was only a determined frost in his eyes, "But this is our only chance."

Wuhetu is not a person who will give up easily, and the troops he guarded near their army this time are not all of his troops.

Now they have lost contact with Song Yaoxu, and after this day and night of fierce fighting, there are not many troops left. Once Wuhetu is sent to join his large troops, they will be completely finished.

At that time, even this desperate breakthrough will be in vain.

Only by taking advantage of the current momentum to pursue the victory and directly kill the main general Wuhetu can they have a greater chance of survival!

Tang Leyuan soon understood what he meant, and held the rein tightly, but still failed to respond.

Knowing his concerns, Qi Zizhen continued to calmly say: "Wuhetu's forces are scattered, and this time we will definitely encircle and suppress them while we are chasing, so we split into two groups. I will lead the troops to pursue, and you will go around from the side." Back attack, help us break out."

After listening to Tang Leyuan, he rejected his proposal without saying a word: "No, it's too dangerous for you, I'll go after it."

Knowing that the enemy army will be encircled and suppressed, they still rush forward. If their rescue is so late, the consequences will be absolutely unimaginable. This is clearly sending themselves to their own death!

Qi Zizhen still just shook his head, his voice was weaker than before, but he was more determined: "I'm only suitable for charging, and I'm definitely not as good as you when it comes to maneuvering raids, so it's the best arrangement for me to chase this time, otherwise we will definitely die. Don't forget, You are General Tang who won five consecutive battles and took back Fengshu County and Chongping County!"

Tang Leyuan's figure was reflected in his eyes looking at Tang Leyuan, and there was a large area of ​​bright red-stained snow behind them.

This is their last chance!

Tang Leyuan took a deep breath, and finally responded: "Okay."

Immediately afterwards, he led his horse and turned around, leading a third of the soldiers to detour from the flanks.

Qi Zizhen looked at his figure submerged in the army, his hands clenched the reins tightly, and he forcibly suppressed the blur that flashed in front of his eyes for a moment, and led the rest of the troops to pursue.

However, just as he expected, when chasing the enemy army, he obviously found that Wuhetu was going around the rugged mountain road, and soon after they chased to the top of the mountain, they were surrounded by the enemy army that re-encircled them from all directions.

Qi Zizhen calmly directed the soldiers to change formations to meet the enemy with all their strength, buying time for himself and Tang Leyuan.

The terrain on the top of the mountain is so high that it will take a certain amount of time for Tang Leyuan's soldiers to go up without any trace. The only thing he has to do now is to resist with all his strength until Tang Leyuan arrives.

However, at this moment, another gust of wind suddenly swept in.

The top of the mountain is different from the foot of the mountain, and the strong wind above the top of the mountain is several times stronger.

The biting cold seemed to seep into the bones, and Qi Zizhen could hardly hold the weapon in his hand.

At this moment, a white light suddenly flashed in front of him, but when he subconsciously avoided it, he fell straight from the horse into the snow because of the dizziness he couldn't suppress for a moment.

The icy snow penetrated straight into the armor, and the overwhelming cold made him almost lose most of his strength.

But then two more enemy soldiers came over and picked him up with long tassel spears, and escorted him directly to the opposite enemy general Wuhetu.

Qi Zizhen, who was overtired and had a high fever for a long time, had no power to resist, and was forced to kneel in front of Wuhetu under half pressure by two ordinary soldiers.

Panting heavily, he looked at Wuhetu with eyes colder than the ice and snow on the ground, and his weak voice was even colder: "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

Wuhetu looked at him condescendingly, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "It is indeed a talent to be able to fight so bravely while sick."

Qi Zizhen didn't respond - or in other words, he didn't have much energy to deal with the enemy generals.

Wuhetu didn't care about his indifference, and continued to say with great interest: "Don't worry, General Southwest wants me to capture you alive, so I won't kill you. It's just that General Southwest has preferred some evil techniques in recent years. After sending it over, I don’t know what else I will experience.”

Qi Zizhen listened to his words, sneered, and still did not respond.

Wuhetu caught people in a good mood, ignored his indifferent and disdainful attitude, and continued to say to himself: "You are also a useful talent who can regroup the army in such a short period of time. If you are willing to surrender to us Wumeng Kingdom, if you are loyal to our king, I may be able to speak a few words of kindness for you in front of General Southwest to protect you from unreasonable disasters."

"Surrender?" Qi Zizhen raised his eyes to look at Wuhetu, and there was more sarcasm in his clear eyes, "You are not worthy."

I don't know if he was provoked by his ridicule, Wuhetu, who originally planned to persuade him to surrender with good words, became more angry: "I advise you not to be ignorant of good and bad, otherwise it will be useless if you regret it when your life is worse than death." gone."

Qi Zizhen didn't want to continue talking to him, and when he turned his head away, he happened to see a small figure with wings spread in the gray sky - it was the little gray bird that sent messages to them and Song Yaoxu before!

His pupils shrank slightly, and after a while, he hid his thoughts calmly, maintained a look of disdain, and continued to irritate Wuhetu with a sneer: "A person who was easily defeated by our lieutenant, still wants to be my colleague? Don't you want to be my colleague first?" Let's take a pee and talk about it."

"presumptuous!"

A soldier who was pressing down on him suddenly reprimanded him, and the force on his shoulder increased a bit.

Qi Zizhen was in pain from his pressure, and his knees were an inch deeper into the snow, which was icy cold, but he just groaned, biting his lips tightly, refusing to let out a cry of pain.

Wuhetu, who was a little bit irrational because of his words, came back to his senses, suddenly understood his intentions, and said with a sneer, "Do you think that if you anger me, I will kill you to give you a good time?"

Qi Zizhen, however, seemed to have heard some joke, and said with a sneer, "Do you think you can still kill me?"

As soon as his words fell, another large army suddenly came from all directions, and the Wuhetu army that had the upper hand was surrounded in an instant!

Wuhetu was startled, and immediately ordered: "Send him down, and take him as a hostage if necessary!"

"That's too late."

There was a cold smile on the corner of Qi Zizhen's pale lips, like a proud red plum blooming in the blood-red snow.

He looked at a slender figure not far away who broke out from among thousands of troops, his voice was hoarse and low, like a voice from the abyss.

"my king--"

Accompanied by Qi Zizhen's hoarse voice, a burst of piercing sound pierced through the strong wind and directly penetrated Wuhetu's chest!

Hot blood gushed out in an instant and splashed on Qi Zizhen's body.But he didn't realize it, looking at the heroic figure behind Wuhetu, looking at the figure he had been thinking about day and night for more than a month, and lightly completed the last two words.

"--coming."

The author has something to say: Note ①: "Justice and martial arts are vigorously promoted, and those who jump the beam will be killed even if they are strong" comes from the "Pingwo Zhao" promulgated by Zhu Yijun, Emperor Shenzong of the Ming Dynasty.Interpreted as "the teacher of justice will work hard to show off his power, and the clown will fight hard no matter how powerful he is!"