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Chapter 348 Father and Son Soldiers

"Father, I'll go for you!"

"Brat, your father is not so old yet!"

"Then I want to go with you!" Changrong looked at the high city and deep Xingqing Mansion eager to try.

"Okay, as expected of my son, father and son will go to battle, okay, let's go together."

Zeng Yunfeng wore a total of three layers of cold-forged armor, looking like a blind bear, and then he brought four knives and a spear, and personally led the attack on the city.

If Zeng Yunfeng didn't want to use too much supernatural power to influence his descendants, he could break down the gate of Xingqing Mansion with a wave of his hand this time.

"Soldiers, decades ago, I fought against the Xixia people in Lingzhou on the other side of the river. Countless people died on both sides. The wives who died were almost extinct. Ten men could not get a woman. I was In Dangzhi County, panicked, many old men had no choice but to rob their sons while they were single, but this robbing lasted for decades."

The soldiers below burst into laughter, Lingzhou still retains the custom of snatching marriages.

"But there is no way. At that time, there were dozens of miles of uninhabited people on the south bank of the Yellow River. Today we crossed the Yellow River and came to the north bank. We have to fight with them again, and countless soldiers will die by the Yellow River."

"But! If we can't defeat them, we will have our children and grandchildren fight with them. Do we want to leave this disaster to our children and grandchildren!"

"No! I'm going to follow Mr. Sheng to kill them, and my son can't steal his wife like An Zhaoyao." A soldier said angrily.

"Yes, this time we have to do it once and for all, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!"

The underground soldiers looked at Zeng Yunfeng with fiery eyes, this legendary figure on the border of Lingzhou, he is the Huo Qubing of the border, he has never failed in the face of Xixia, he led the people and borders of Lingzhou decades ago The Xixia people fought and fought for the living space, thousands of riders defeated the enemy, and the Xixia grand master was killed with arrows. He left countless legends here.

"If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!" Countless soldiers shouted.

"After drinking this bowl of wine, let's let go and have a big fight, do it!"

Zeng Yunfeng raised the wine in his hand and drank it with his head up, and dropped the wine bowl on the ground.

"Hahaha, be happy, be happy!"

"How magnificent!" The British Duke stroked his beard and sighed.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!The very rhythmic sound of war drums accelerated the heartbeat of the soldiers.

"Three bow bed crossbows, get ready, let go!"

The roaring siege bed crossbows were as dense as a plague of locusts tearing apart the yellow sand tent and nailed directly to the city wall of Xingqing Mansion, half a foot into the wall. climbing point.

"The achievement is today, follow me to kill!" Zeng Yunfeng raised his knife and roared and was the first to charge forward.

"Shoot him to death!" General Xixia pointed at Zeng Yunfeng and yelled angrily.

The arrows shot from the city wall roared, Zeng Yunfeng lowered his head, the arrow rubbed against the iron armor and brought up a spark, and shot to the ground, the tail of the arrow was still trembling.

"Changrong, keep your head down and follow me closely." Zeng Yunfeng looked up at the city wall.

Zeng Yunfeng jumped up and grabbed a siege crossbow, jumped up, and then climbed up, Chang Rong followed behind him step by step.

At a distance of one meter from the city wall, Zeng Yunfeng hung on the siege crossbow, leaned back and stabbed a Xixia soldier to death, and used his strength to flip upside down on the city wall.

This time, Zeng Yunfeng fell directly into the enemy's den, surrounded by densely packed Xixia soldiers who surrounded him like a pack of wolves.

Zeng Yunfeng swept thousands of troops with one stroke, and directly brought down a dozen Xixia people. The blood splattered told the Xixia people that this person was not easy to mess with, and that Song people were no longer sheep.

But more people from Xixia surrounded them, and at this time Chang Rong behind him also jumped onto the city wall.

"Changrong, are you afraid?" Zeng Yunfeng slowly pulled out a knife from his waist and smiled at Changrong, baring his white teeth.

In Xixia Bing's eyes, this man laughed like a devil.

"Not afraid!"

"Yes, they are the ones to be afraid of, where is the flag!"

"Here!" Changrong untied the wrapped flag behind his back.

Zeng Yunfeng took the flag and shook it against the wind, and the big characters Sheng fluttered in the wind. Zeng Yunfeng gave a strong blow, and the flag was deeply embedded in the cracks of the bricks on the wall.

Even the yellow sand and gunpowder smoke of the big Sheng character on the city wall can't stop its dazzling light.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Countless Song soldiers saw the general flag erected on the top of the city, as if beaten with chicken blood.

When the drummer saw the general flag at the top of the city, the rumbling drums became more and more majestic, and the thud-dump drums aroused countless shouts and fights.

The moment the Xixia generals saw the flag, their hearts were half cold. They knew that the Xingqing Mansion was over, "We must kill them soon and take down that flag!"

"Changrong and I, you don't have to do anything else, just hold the flag here!" Zeng Yunfeng shook the blood on the tip of the gun, and wiped the blood on his face by the way. At this time, they had advanced fifty meters, and behind them The Song Jun is still climbing up continuously, following behind them.

An hour later, Chang Rong half-kneeled on the ground and fell asleep leaning against the corpse beside the battlements. The blood stains on his immature face and slightly frowned brows were bearing the pressure that didn't match his age.

Countless soldiers of the Song Army stepped on the corpses and rushed down the city from their sides, and the screams of killing resounded throughout Xingqing Mansion.

On the side of the city wall, corpses have already been strewn with no place to stay. Seeing such a scene, Zeng Yunfeng felt a little inexplicably sad. The integration of ethnicity and culture is sometimes so cruel, and it is not as beautiful as the history books at all.

Countless people proudly say that the Central Plains nation has integrated many cultures, but they don't know that every page of these cultures is turned is the blood and tears of the Central Plains nation.

Zeng Yunfeng's army captured the south gate of Xingqing Mansion two hours later. The city tower is now covered in blood and slippery. The four knives he brought were all chopped off, and then six were robbed and smashed again. , the armor on his body was soaked in blood, and it was difficult to take it off.

"My lord, drink some water!" Dong Rong said.

"Okay!" Zeng Yunfeng took the water bag and didn't drink it, he was a little lost in the sight of the gunpowder smoke burning in the city.

These Xixia people, these Xixia Dangxiang tribes are also really capable. They go forward and continue without fear of death. You must know that they have a population of more than 300 million in the whole country. They just gathered 50 troops when they fought against the Song Dynasty. When they met him back then, it is estimated that Lingzhou is long gone now.

Zeng Yunfeng threw the curled knife in his hand on the ground, made a loud clang, touched the pocket of his coat, and suddenly remembered that he was in the Northern Song Dynasty.

At this time, Zeng Yunfeng actually wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he felt that there was no taste in his mouth.

The British Duke, whose face was covered in blood, walked to Zeng Yunfeng's side and sighed: "Finally, we have been defeated!"

"That's right, once you succeed, you will die!" The smell of blood could be smelled miles away.

After the south gate was knocked down, Zeng Yunfeng didn't have to continue to do it himself, and left the rest to these soldiers. This time, many people were expected to be knighted for the capture of Xixia, but there were also countless people buried here.

At this time, taking advantage of the fact that the British prince was still here, Zeng Yunfeng secretly made a cross-cutting gesture to his subordinates.

The king of Xixia was already waiting upstairs in Miyagi, but he seemed calm.

"Sheng Hong, you come out, I know you are down here, you are determined to kill me, and you have been planning for decades, hahaha, but so what, I will leave you nothing." The King of Xixia laughed wildly and drew his sword and began to slaughter his concubines crazily.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

"Shut up!" The king of Xixia with disheveled hair stabbed the crying concubine to death with a sword.

"He's crazy!" the British Duke sighed as he watched this scene.

"He didn't." Zeng Yunfeng shook his head.

"But you can't stop the yellow sand, and you can't regain the hearts of the people here. The war here will not go as you wish, and the war here will never stop from generation to generation."

"Sheng Hong, I curse you to be buried in the yellow sand, and you will never get out of this Gobi. I will go first and wait for you to come down to accompany me. Dad, here I come, ha! ha! ah!" the king of Xixia finished speaking With a leap, a bewitching flower bloomed under the palace wall.

The Englishman couldn't bear to watch, and quietly closed his eyes.

Now that Xixia has been broken, Zeng Yunfeng can't let their so-called royal family continue to stay. They are all ambitious, let them die in the chaos, it will be good for the rest, and the hatred will end here Let it go.

Let Li Yuanhao's family disappear in the long river of history, and let him bear the hatred with Sheng Zeng Yunfeng.

The setting sun is like blood, and the yellow sand blown from the Tengger Desert in the west is filled with swirls in the air. This attack on Xixia, especially the siege of the city, these troops of the Song Dynasty sacrificed a lot.

The most important point is that the Song army has been in peace for a long time. The Song army has not conquered other countries for a long time, so they are not very good at siege warfare, and many unnecessary casualties have occurred.

Although the city gate was taken down, the scattered people of Xingqing Mansion inside still didn't want to give up their resistance. The fireworks lit up everywhere in the city could explain the problem. It seemed that the Xixia King really didn't want to leave them anything.

After Zeng Yunfeng went down the tower, he saw these Song soldiers stabbing them with knives and spears, he was a little speechless. With this skill, call the heavy crossbowmen and shoot them one by one, isn't it good?Isn't it good to set fire?
Do you have to fight hard with them?With this skill, his mother would have killed him long ago.

There was a room where the Xixia soldiers were hiding inside, and the whole room was burned down, and they were still fighting with their mother inside, why did they chop?

Now it's a war, everything is used to the extreme, the whole war has been won, the most important thing now is to ensure that you survive, then these Song soldiers are probably out of their minds now.

Zeng Yunfeng slapped the head of the captain who had been beheaded hard, and said: "Your brain is broken, hurry up and pass on my general order, and anyone who resists will be burned to death and shot with a heavy crossbow, leaving no one alive. .”

As soon as the order was conveyed, there was a large-scale burning in various parts of Xingqing Mansion, and there were endless screams from all over the place.

"Sheng Hong, I am your ancestor!" All kinds of similar curses continued amidst the howls in the fire.

Zeng Yunfeng's son, Changrong, looked at his unshakable expression, and felt a little unbearable when he heard the miserable screams.

Zeng Yunfeng is not at all uncommon for the resistance of the Xixia people. If these people are gone, they will be gone, and the rest will live better. It is difficult to forgive hatred, but it is easy to choose to forget hatred.

Xixia and the others have only been established for more than 20 years. They have a ghostly culture and inheritance. Even if those gold and silver utensils are burnt, they are still a lump, and they can be used again if they are re-smelted. When the next day dawns, the fire in Xingqing Mansion is gradually extinguished. , 1/3 of the houses in Xingqing Mansion were burned to ashes.

According to historical records, Marquis Shenghong of Pingning and the Duke of England perished Xixia in the First World War, and the Xingqing Mansion was also burned. Hundreds of thousands of people died.

Song Wuzong destroyed a total of thirteen neighboring countries, and they couldn't stop the car at all at that time.

After capturing the entire Xingqing Mansion, Zeng Yunfeng's army and the British Duke's army rested in Xingqing Mansion. They found a big harvest. There were actually a lot of horses and grain in the city, but they were not destroyed in the end. These party members were able to survive. I saved a lot, all of which are cheaper for Zeng Yunfeng and the British.

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