Biography of Qingwu

Chapter 39

The Xianzhou Army, which had retreated ten miles, received a letter from Fei Ge. Zhang Mo's right forward unfolded the letter paper taken from Bai Ge's feet. He hesitated. The letter said that he should launch an attack immediately.

In other words, regardless of Zhang Mo's life and death, regardless of the cost, take Binzhou.

The right forward squeezed the letter and said, "Attack!"

The mottled tree shadows were projected on these soldiers, and they stood up helplessly, picking up their knives and guns.

The dust was trampled by the army and flew into the air. It rained heavily for several days in a row, but today the sun was shining brightly and the temperature was very high. The soldiers were wearing heavy armor and rushed all the way from Xianzhou. It's almost used up.

"General Vanguard, the temperature is high today, and the entire army is exhausted. General Zhang is still in their hands. I'm afraid they will attack at this time..."

The people beside the right forward saw that the morale of the soldiers behind them was low, and everyone's forehead was covered with sweat. They hoped to persuade the right forward and give everyone a rest for the time being.

"Time waits for no one. It will be difficult to take down the city when all the troops are gathered, and this is what the superiors mean. If the superiors blame me, I, a small forward, will not be able to bear the blame." The right forward also A little melancholy, in such a high temperature, the clothes are wet with sweat, sticking to the body sticky, making people even more irritable.

He has already realized that the whole army, boredom and irritability, are quietly growing.

The military order was like a mountain, so he had to grit his teeth and move forward.

Outside Binzhou City, Chen Qingwu was wearing the coat of King Anjing, with a red thin shirt torn inside, which was still so conspicuous in an army full of men.

Unlike the Xianzhou army, the Binzhou army has already taken advantage of the time when the enemy retreated ten miles to replenish once, and its morale is booming.At this moment, they are all gathered in front of the city gate, waiting in full force, and they have made preparations for the battle early.

"Oops, their numbers have increased."

"Yang Qing, go to Ganqi's Zhengrong camp to increase the number of people! Quietly, others have seen it." The right forward looked at the situation and felt that he could not keep a close eye on this goal.

The young general beside him didn't even pull up the military flag, and went around quietly to the back of the team alone.

"Are you the right forward Nie Yuan under Zhang Mozuo?" King Anjing rode a horse and slowly walked to Nie Yuan.

"That's right!" Right forward Nie Yuan replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"I don't know if you are stronger or weaker than Zhang Mo. If you are not as good as Zhang Mo, I advise you not to attack us. You will save so many lives!" King Anjing said contemptuously.

Hearing King Anjing's sarcasm, Nie Yuan was also very upset, and said sarcastically: "I don't know what kind of ability King Anjing has, whether he still needs to rely on women at this border, and the prince's luck is really good, and the people around him It's not a princess, a princess, or a martial arts master. If there are any troublesome things, throw a woman out and solve them. I would like to learn what the prince is capable of."

Hearing this, King Anjing frowned, as if he had been poked at a short point, he was already furious, but he wanted to cover it up, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Nie Yuan smiled contemptuously, "Princess Qinghe, it's my cousin. She can't understand what you did to her. As a man, I understand very well. There are some things that you think the person involved will never bring up again." Are you known to others? If the present Zhao Huaining is not in the right position and is unworthy of being a king, you, Zhao Huairou, are selfish, unkind, and profit-oriented, and you are not much better than Zhao Huaining."

King Anjing understood that the mother of Princess Qinghe was surnamed Nie, but she was not from a famous family, and he didn't know much about it. Now that he was stepped on a painful spot, his arrogance and contempt immediately subsided, and his voice could not help but let go. Much lower: "It turned out to be from Qinghe County Master's grandfather's family. Since that's the case, we are also considered relatives, why not."

Nie Yuan's dislike for him has reached the extreme. In the past, he only heard about it, but when he saw him today, he felt that he was even more hypocritical. Before he finished speaking, he interrupted him, "Why is the prince talking so softly? Afraid people will hear him?" His The voice increased a little more, and continued, "A few years ago, my cousin and the prince were praised as a good couple by the people of the imperial city. Later, the prince committed some crimes and pushed Princess Qinghe onto the bed of King Ji of Daliang. In this way, King Ji of Daliang will give you false testimony for you, so that you will not be in danger! My cousin is a fool. She has not known your true face for many years, but she feels guilty. Hurry up after killing you! What are you still talking about relatives and not relatives! Bah!"

King Anjing wanted to shut him up, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Chen Qingwu. Chen Qingwu was still standing in front of the Binzhou Army, his expression unchanged, presumably it was too far away, so he couldn't hear clearly.He felt his throat dry, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Now that the words have been said, Nie Yuan's hatred is so strong, whether there is such a thing or not, they must be hostile. : "General Nie must be careful to say that this king was indeed framed by others in the past. King Ji just spoke out for me. There is no perjury to say that your sister is married to King Ji by mistake. , I also deeply regret that what you said today, I don’t know where you heard it from.”

"Right and wrong, you know what's right, don't talk nonsense, go back to your camp quickly, if you're a man, just fight with real swords and guns! See the truth on the battlefield!" Nie Yuan's disgust for him reached a fever pitch , waved him back.

"If you hate me so much, you can do it now. You can also make up for my regret that I didn't marry Princess Qinghe."

Hearing this, Nie Yuan said, "Your true face has been fully exposed with me, why bother to pretend to do it here, huh, not to mention that the two armies are fighting without beheading, as a man, an upright man, Never bother with that!"

King Anjing didn't say any more, turned his horse's head around, snorted coldly, and glanced at Nie Yuan coldly, his murderous intentions had already begun!
If he wants to become a virtuous king, the dirt in his past, no matter whether there is evidence or not, must be erased!

When King Anjing returned to his camp, Nie Yuan's face was extremely cold, "Kill!"

With a drink, Nie Yuan took the lead and took the lead. He was the first to hold the red-tasseled spear and ran towards the opponent with a murderous look!
King Anjing was also the first to meet the enemy, riding on a bloody horse, carrying an identical long spear, exerting all his strength, and taking the lead in attacking.

Nie Yuan blocked it with a horizontal spear, facing the murderous eyes of the king of Shang'anjing with overwhelming hatred, no one dodged, and they all attacked the opponent with the mentality of killing each other, sparing no effort.

After a few moves, the armies of the two sides met together and started fighting. When the two armies were fighting, Chen Qingwu retreated to the side. Seeing the casualties of both sides, he was a little anxious, and asked a soldier beside him, "Zhang Mo Over there, are you still not willing?"

The soldier next to him stabbed to death the Xianzhou army who was fighting next to him, and replied: "No, he knows that if he tells the truth in public, he will be infamous forever. We tried hard to persuade him, but he refused to spit out."

Chen Qingwu thought the same thing. At first Zhang Mo claimed that Xu Wenjie was collaborating with the enemy and rebelling. Now that he changed his words, he must have confirmed his charges, and said: "Zhang Mo eats hard but not soft, cheap skin and cheap meat, give him some pain, see He said it or not. It's fine if he doesn't say it, Xu Hou is coming soon."

Between swords, lights and swords, the yellow dust was blown down by fresh blood, the salty blood filled the air, and the screams kept coming and going. Both soldiers and horses turned into killing machines without thinking. This was the real battlefield.

(End of this chapter)