Monument Yangmen

Chapter 820 One Hundred Thousand Loyal Souls One Hundred Thousand Blood ([-]-character chapter!)
The crossbow gun shot out violently and rushed out of the city.

Piggy stared wide-eyed, staring at the trajectory of the crossbow without blinking, his eyes full of hope and anticipation.

The Liao army guarding Yelu Xiezhen was shocked when they saw the crossbow spears rushing towards them, and one by one roared and rushed towards Yelu Xiezhen.

"Protect the General!"

"Protect the master!"

"..."

however.

After all, the speed of the Liao army was a step slower.

The speed of the crossbow gun is amazing.

In the blink of an eye, he flew in front of Yelu Xiezhen.

Yelu Xiezhen couldn't avoid it, his face was terrified.

"Pfft~"

The crossbow spear pierced Yelu Xiezhen's body, penetrated into the body of a Liao army behind him, and stabbed the Liao army to death on the spot.

The guards of the Liao army who rushed towards Yelu Xiezhen were stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

Although the crossbow spear pierced Yelu Xiezhen's body, it didn't hurt any vitals.

Yelu Xiezhen was thrown off his horse by the force of the crossbow spear, and a big hole was broken in his shoulder.

Cold sweat broke out from Yelu Xiezhen's forehead all of a sudden.

"Doctor! Doctor!"

The guards of the Liao army immediately formed a group, guarding Yelu Xiezhen in the middle.

Yelu Xiezhen stared, suppressing the pain to prevent himself from screaming.

When the doctor in the army came over, he quickly helped him heal.

on the city head.

Piggy clearly saw that the crossbow shot Yelu Xiezhen, and Yelu Xiezhen fell off his horse.

He also clearly saw that the crossbow shot a big hole in Yelu Xiezhen's shoulder.

hit.

But not dead.

"bang bang bang~"

Piggy thumped the bed crossbow in front of him, and shouted angrily, "Why?"

No one answered him.

All the companions are still in the bloody battle.

"what!"

Piglet yelled, feeling wronged like never before.

He felt that even the gods were against him, and he was almost there, just a little bit.

outside the city.

Yelu Xiezhen simply bandaged the wound, then sat back on the horse with a stern expression.

He growled hoarsely and heavily: "You guys go too, and kill all the people in the city!"

This sentence was obviously addressed to the guards around him.

The guards were taken aback, you look at me, I look at you.

The head of the guard hesitated and said: "General, you were seriously injured just now. It's hard to guarantee that the enemy will not do something to hurt the general again. Let's leave a team to protect you, general..."

Yelu Xiezhen hesitated for a moment, then nodded sternly.

The chief guard picked up a few guards who were not afraid of death, and stood in front of Yelu Xiezhen to avoid another cold arrow attack.

He personally led the other guards and rushed to Haoshuichuan Fortress.

There are powerful guards to join.

The soldiers of the Yan army on the top of the city seemed a little powerless.

But they were not afraid, and were still entangled with the Liao army.

Seeing the guards under his command killing wantonly on the top of the city, almost killing all the soldiers, Yelu Xiezhen showed a long-lost smile on his face.

Is it finally time to take down Haoshuichuan Fortress?

"General?!"

Sudden.

The guard beside Yelu Xiezhen yelled in horror.

The rest of the guards also looked terrified after looking at Yelu Xiezhen.

Yelu Xiezhen frowned, "Why are you all looking at me, is there a flower on my face?"

One of the guards swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stammered and pointed to Yelu Xiezhen's nose.

"General... your nose is bleeding..."

Yelu Xiezhen frowned into a "Chuan", feeling the heat of his nose, raised his hand to touch it, and touched a smear of black blood.

"This……"

Yelu Xiezhen stared blankly at the black blood on his hand, with a look of astonishment.

Followed by.

Black blood continued to flow from Yelu Xiezhen's nostrils, black blood flowed from ears, eyes, and mouth.

Seven holes bleed.

Signs of poisoning.

"General! Doctor! Doctor!"

The guards screamed and rushed towards Yelu Xiezhen, while shouting for the doctor in the army.

however.

Yelu Xiezhen did not last until the doctor arrived.

He fell to the ground with an unbelievable expression on his face, dying of breath.

The guards were frightened and lost their souls.

He rushed forward with all his brains, but he couldn't save Yelu Xiezhen's life.

And why was Yelu Xiezhen poisoned?

The root cause is still in the crossbow gun of the baby pig.

You must know that Zhuwa's crossbow gun was not given to him by Ge Erdan, but by a military doctor in the army.

And this military doctor, before enlisting in the army, had studied medicine under the old Taoist Fahai of Datong College School of Medicine.

Fahai Laodao has a well-known nickname, Poison Doctor.

The military doctor in the army just smeared a layer of poison on the tip of the crossbow gun when he handed it to Zhuwa.

Colorless, odorless, one-hit deadly poison.

Yelu Xiezhen died under the poison.

When the Liao army's doctor rushed over, Yelu Xiezhen was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

"Hopeless……"

Hearing the doctor's diagnosis from the Liao army, the guards looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What should I do?"

"Ming Jin withdraws troops and escorts the general's body back to Beijing."

An older guard gave the decision.

The other guards nodded.

"Woooooooo..."

Mingjin's horn sounded.

The Liao army who were fighting on the top of the city breathed a sigh of relief.

The battle has continued until now, and each of them has already felt a retreat in their hearts.

Those who have experienced the battlefield can naturally judge that the battle has continued to the current scene, and it is meaningless to fight any longer.

The [-] elite Liao army has killed so far, and there are less than a thousand left.

Even if they took Haoshuichuan Fortress, they couldn't do anything else.

After hearing the sound of Mingjin's horn.

The officers and soldiers of the Liao army withdrew from the walls of Haoshuichuan Fortress without thinking.

Before leaving, they took a deep look at Hao Shuichuan, which was already stained red with blood, and the resentful and immature faces on Hao Shuichuan.

The country of Yan has experienced the baptism of this war.

They will be the leaders in the surrounding countries.

There is no other reason.

Yan people are not afraid of death.

The older generation of Yan people who were not afraid of death were killed by them.

However, the Yan Kingdom also survived this war and honed the next generation of Yan people who are not afraid of death.

The Liao army withdrew, very hastily.

All that remained was the battlefield full of corpses, and groups of beasts devouring the corpses outside the city without any scruples.

city ​​wall.

There were only less than a hundred soldiers left, and none of them felt the joy of victory.

They sat slumped on the ground, their backs facing the sky, and their minds went blank.

Even now, they still don't understand the meaning of the war.

"Woooooooo..."

The weeping sound attracted the attention of the soldiers who were lying on the city wall in a daze.

Follow the reputation.

I saw the sad and weeping piglet sitting in front of the bed.

The little soldier who had spare energy came up to the baby pig and asked in a low voice, "Why are you crying?"

Piggy choked up and said, "I'm sorry for Brother Gouzi, but also for Uncle Ge?"

The little soldier imitated the style of the veteran, raised his head and asked the pig boy, "Is it because you shot that general of the Liao Kingdom, but didn't shoot him dead?"

Piggy wiped away his tears and nodded heavily.

Xiao Bing said with a surprised face: "I can see clearly, that general of the Liao Kingdom, bleeding to death from seven holes..."

"what?"

Piggy looked dumbfounded.

He hurriedly threw himself in front of the soldier, and asked excitedly, "Is he really dead? Did I shoot him? Did I shoot him?"

Xiao Bing pretended to be sophisticated and groped his chin with only a handful of small fluff, and said with a smack: "Except for you, it seems that no one of us hurt him. Now that he is dead, it must be related to you."

The sadness and grievance in Baby Pig's heart were instantly replaced by surprise.

He didn't care what hidden secrets existed in it.

As long as that Liao general was killed by him.

The piggy crawled excitedly to the Gouzi's corpse, hugged the Gouzi's body and shouted, "Brother Gouzi, did you see it? Did you see it? I really killed Gouzi. A person with the surname Yelu is the Yelu Xiezhen you mentioned..."

Piggy had no idea how big a big man he had killed.

All he knew was that he had fulfilled Gouzi and Ge Erdan's dying wishes.

It was getting dark.

The little soldiers who were relieved suddenly started crying.

Without the care of their uncles, they really didn't know what to do on this battlefield full of corpses.

Sadness welled up in their hearts, and they cried in addition to crying.

"Baby, don't cry..."

Leaning on the flagpole, Wang Xing staggered to the side of the soldiers, comforting them hoarsely.

In fact, he wanted to cry more than anyone else.

But he knew that he couldn't cry anymore at this time.

The old soldiers are dead, but these children are still there.

These children still need someone to take them with them, someone to take care of them when they grow up, and someone to pass on the loyalty of Zhongyi Mountain.

"Grandpa Wang..."

A soldier saw Wang Xing, crying and plunging into Wang Xing's arms.

One after another, soldiers plunged into Wang Xing's arms, crying bitterly.

Wang Xing just stood there in a daze, comforting them while weeping with them.

Wait until the minions cry enough.

Wang Xing said in a low voice: "Boys, go and move the corpses of your uncles to the city, don't let the wild wolves take them away..."

The soldiers wiped their tears and nodded.

They lit a huge bonfire on the top of the city, illuminating half of Haoshuichuan Fortress.

The little soldiers got together in threes and fives, lit torches, and restrained the corpses on the city wall.

There are not many corpses on the city wall, most of them are under the city wall.

Wait until the corpses on the city wall are restrained.

Wang Xing let the dolls rest for a while, and then went to collect the corpses outside the city wall.

Gradually dawn.

The tired dolls leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

Wang Xing was alone, holding a wooden basin filled with water, carefully wiping the corpses of the soldiers who had been carried to the martial arts arena of Haoshuichuan Fortress.

"You guys who shouldn't die are all dead, but the old man is still alive now. How do you let the old man live in the future..."

Wang Xing was thinking about it, and at the same time helping the old brothers wipe their bodies.

"Rumble..."

The roar of horseshoes sounded.

Wang Xing was taken aback when he heard that, and he understood something when he heard the familiar sound of footsteps.

Immediately, Wang Xing gathered the awakened soldiers together and asked them to line up with him on the martial arts arena.

outside the city.

Yang Wu, who galloped fast for two days and two nights, got colder the closer he got to Haoshuichuan Fortress.

Haoshuichuan Fortress is very quiet, no sound can be heard.

But the strong smell of blood couldn't hide from Yang Wu's nose.

He can be sure that the enemy has raided Haoshuichuan Fortress, and Haoshuichuan Fortress has experienced a big battle.

The outcome of the battle is yet to be known.

Just looking at the quiet Haoshuichuan Fortress, anyone can guess that the result of the battle must not be optimistic.

"Snapped!"

"Quicker! Faster!"

Yang Wu vigorously whipped the war horse under his crotch, urging the horse to move forward quickly.

"Boom~"

Yang Wu led his soldiers into Haoshuichuan Fortress like a torrent.

Just entered the gate.

Yang Wu tightened the reins of the horse and stood there in a daze.

The soldiers following Yang Wu also froze in place.

I see.

The martial arts arena in Haoshuichuan Fortress was densely packed with corpses.

An old soldier, holding a broken flag and leading a team of less than a hundred soldiers, stood there.

Wait until Yang Wu and his party arrive.

The old soldier straightened his back, and shouted hoarsely, "But the fifth general?"

Yang Wu's throat seemed to be blocked by a big stone, he opened his mouth, but only spoke one word.

"Yes……"

Hearing this, the old soldier led a team of hundreds of soldiers, shouting in unison.

"I am ordered to garrison the Shuichuan Fortress with one hundred thousand Fuxing veterans. The Liao people attacked three days ago, and we will fight to the death. In this battle, none of the Fuxing veterans flinched. The Liao general Yelu Xiezhen was killed, and the Liao army was killed five times. Ten thousand……

Now that the Liao people have retreated, the humble officers led the remaining soldiers to return to their orders. "

Yang Wu stared wide-eyed, opened his mouth wide, and said with red eyes: "One hundred thousand brothers... are you the only ones left?"

"Puff~"

Yang Wu jumped off the horse, rushed to Wang Xing with red eyes, and said angrily, "We... are late..."

One sentence we are late.

Let Wang Xing and the others burst into tears on the spot.

Suddenly, everyone cried into a ball.

10 people, just gone.

Who can not be sad.

however.

Sadness is sad, but no one complained that Yang Wu was late.

Yang Wu has the responsibility of Yang Wu.

Revival of old soldiers has the duty of revive old soldiers.

Yang Wuneng arrived on the second day after the war.

It is enough to show that Yang Wu has tried everything possible to hurry.

It is enough to see that all the soldiers under his command left was a single shirt and a horizontal knife.

After crying.

Wang Xing choked up and said to Yang Wu: "Fifth General, there are still many corpses of brothers outside the city, don't let them be picked up by wild wolves. I will take them back to Zhongyi Mountain together."

Yang Wu nodded heavily, and immediately dispatched his soldiers out of Haoshuichuan Fortress to collect the corpses of the old soldiers.

One after another, the corpses of old soldiers were brought back.

Every soldier of the Yan army who went to collect the corpses had an unsightly face.

They fought against the Liao army outside Sanshan Pass, without hurting a single soldier.

But this good water river fortress buried hundreds of thousands of old soldiers.

From the corpses of those old soldiers, they can easily judge how tragic the battle was at that time.

Even though many old soldiers died, they still held the corpse of the Liao army.

One hundred thousand veterans.

More than 5 of them died in battle with the Liao army.

in different places.

They may not be able to have the determination of the old soldier.

Each of them has a little more respect for the old soldier in their hearts.

After Yang Wu's personal soldiers took a look at the battlefield, they returned to Yang Wu's side with red eyes, and whispered to Yang Wu: "God damn Liao people...General, it's too miserable..."

Yang Wu looked up at the sky, gritted his teeth and said, "We will recover this blood debt from the Liao people."

"kindness!"

The bodies of the old soldiers were carried into Haoshuichuan Fortress.

One by one was cleansed and neat.

Some who lost their heads and rotten intestines were also stitched tightly.

Because it is summer.

Dead bodies are not easy to store for a long time.

So after washing it, burn it with a big fire.

Then put the ashes into the jar.

An altar of ashes.

In the martial arts arena, densely packed all over the ground.

Yang Wu personally took tens of thousands of soldiers to pay homage to them.

After paying homage to them.

Yang Wu found Wang Xing who was holding a flagpole and teaching the soldiers a lesson.

"Old Wangtou... You can ask for whatever you want. I will send someone to tell my seventh brother. He will definitely agree."

Wang Xing asked the soldiers to guard the urn. He sat on the ground and said to Yang Wu in a low voice: "Xiaozhi wants to send the old brothers back to Zhongyi Mountain, and I ask the general to help me."

Yang Wu nodded solemnly, "This is what it should be, even if you don't say it, I will do it. I have already asked the soldiers to prepare the hearse to send the brothers back to Zhongyi Mountain, and sent [-] soldiers to accompany them.

Along the way, anyone who insults the brothers can be killed on the spot without having to play. "

Wang Xing nodded slowly, turned his head to face the soldiers, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Can the general tell His Majesty to let these children enter the Fuxing Martial Arts Academy?"

Yang Wu's heart twitched, and he said in a low voice with red eyes: "They... may be the only remaining males from Zhongyi Village... Are you really willing to send them to the battlefield again... Don't you leave some incense for Zhongyi Mountain?"

Wang Xing lowered his head and said: "The incense of Zhongyi Mountain is on Zhongyi Mountain. The incense of Zhongyi Mountain is in the hearts of the people of Yan State. As long as Yan Kingdom is not destroyed, the incense of Zhongyi Mountain will not be extinct.

If the Yan Kingdom is destroyed, what if these children stay in Zhongyi Mountain?
Moreover, this is also the collective choice of the old brothers.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have taken this group of dolls to the battlefield.

Besides, the humble job is also a little selfish.

Fuxing Martial Arts Academy is the best martial arts academy in our country of Yan.

The soldiers who came out from there all held important positions in the army.

The dolls fought bloody battles to the death this time, this credit is worthy of their study in Fuxing Wuyuan.

In a few more years, they will become the backbone of my country of Yan.

By that time, who would dare to bully our country of Yan? "

Yang Wu got up slowly, and gave a military salute to Wang Xing.

Wang Xing couldn't see it, but felt Yang Wu's respect.

The next day.

The sky is bright.

The ashes of the Fuxing veterans who died in battle have already been loaded into the car.

Wang Xing carried his flagpole and sat on the front hearse.

Escorted by tens of thousands of soldiers, the huge team of hearses embarked on the return journey.

It's just the sadness in it, which makes people feel heartbroken.

when you come.

One hundred thousand Fuxing veterans.

When they went back, only Wang Xing was left.

And those little soldiers were kept by Yang Wu's side by Wang Xing.

I really answered that sentence.

I have no regrets after going through hundreds of battles, and I will go up the Loyalty Mountain in the future.

(End of this chapter)