Daming wolf ride

Updated: 2012-09-28

"Master Zu, send troops! If you don't send troops to Songshan, it will be over!"

"Marshal, if you don't send troops, it will be too late!"

On the top of Daling River City, He Kegang and Zhang Cunren shouted at the same time.

Zu Dashou still didn't move, he looked at the Songshan Army who was in a desperate situation as if he was determined.The miracle did not appear, and Shi Dayong failed to surprise him. [

Looking at the Songshan Army that was still fighting to death, Zu Dashou felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. Once upon a time, his Zu Dashou also had such firm courage, but now...

Maybe the official has become bigger and the person is getting old.Ambition is no longer there, only fame and fortune are in front of me.

"Ugh!"

After sighing softly, Zu Dashou raised his left hand with an expression on his face.

He didn't dare to take risks, he was no longer Zu Dashou.

The familiar gesture, He Kegang shook his head naively, Zhang Cunren closed his eyes, and more people turned their heads in other directions, they couldn't bear to look anymore.

Gao Guanghui, who was eagerly waiting to go out of the city to compete with Jianu, vented his anger on the wall beside him, and hammered it hard, a bright red blood mark was instantly burned on his hand.

The physical pain is unaware, but the pain in the heart is piercing.

A bunch of rough guys know how to fight, when they use their brains.Father is thinking about the overall situation, what is planned in his chest is beyond your comprehension.stupid!

No matter when, father and son are connected.Zu Zerun firmly supports his father's decision and will always stand by his side.

However, regardless of the friendly army, it still cannot be justified.After thinking for a while, Zu Zerun stepped forward and said to Zu Dashou: "Father, Songshan fought Jiannu up and down until the last soldier died. My son thought that my father should go to the imperial court to ask for credit for Shi Dayong and his troops in Songshan's defense, and to do so." Please ask the imperial court to give compensation to Songshan's family members, so that Songshan will not worry about what will happen after his death."

The Songshan army must be finished, and what needs to be done now is the affairs of the afterlife. How to express to the court requires some brains.Turning bad things into good things is a must.

How could Zu Dashou not be able to hear what the implication of his son's words was.He nodded slightly, and ordered Zheng Changchun, the military counselor beside him, to record:

"Battle report on the [-]th day of June, the first day of June, the commander-in-chief of the Liaodong vanguard: Jianzhou's heavy troops chased and besieged Dalinghe City. The minister led his troops to defend, and the slave soldiers were defeated and withdrew. Later, more than a thousand grain soldiers from Songshan were besieged ten miles away. , Songshan soldiers used firearms to resist them, and killed many people. After the firearms were exhausted, the battle continued for a long time before they were defeated... The minister responded to the enemy's situation and led his troops to rescue, but Songshan was gone. The imperial court punished..."

After a few words, all the generals were taken aback, and then they spoke sadly, and one of them objected.

He knew that Zu Dashou was talking nonsense, but who could say anything.Is it possible to report the truth to the court, saying that the Liaodong Army will not save them?Or maybe there were only a thousand Tartars attacking, but the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in the city retreated to the city, watching Songshan fall?

I can't help but feel a little sour in my heart, but the matter has come to this point, so there is nothing else to say.

Unlike He Kegang and other generals of the main combat faction who felt sour, Han Gongcheng, Han Daxun and other generals from Zu Dashou's family secretly muttered: There are more than a hundred corpses of slaves in front of the Songshan Army. It can be said to be a great victory if it is snatched and the head is reported!

After writing down every word that Lord Commander-in-Chief said, Counselor Zheng Changchun double-checked it carefully before handing it to Zu Dashou. [

Zu Dashou took a cursory glance, didn't say anything, and handed it to Zheng Changchun to go back and formally write it into an official seal, which will be reported to the court only after Jiannu retreats.

Zheng Changchun took a few steps back cautiously, and was about to get down the manuscript, but Zu Dashou stopped him again.

After staring at the remnants of the Songshan Army, Zu Dashou hesitated several times, and finally said slowly:

"Since the slaves were in trouble, my soldiers led the army to flee first, and I have never heard of any infantry vanguard. In this battle alone, more than a thousand people were used as captives, and hundreds of people were killed. Although they died of force, they are still alive and majestic. You guarding Shimou, drinking the blood of Tartars, and eating meat, you should be a hero of our Han family!"

Although he was bent and died, he is still alive!

Zu Dashou sentenced the Songshan Army to death and sealed Shi Dayong's death.But Songshan is not defeated yet, and Shi Dayong is not dead either!

They are still insisting on resisting. Although everyone knows that they are dead, they still choose to fight to the end!

They had no other choice, the garrison's behavior of dismembering the corpses in front of the battle was doomed to an endless battle.

Surrender at this time, I am afraid that the Tartars will not agree.That being the case, then die more vigorously!

After Tulai's 160 vest soldiers joined the battle formation, the battlefield has become one-sided. Ren Shi Dayong tried his best to make up for it, and Songshan's defense line was also broken by emotion.

More than 200 remnant soldiers were tightly compressed in a small circle, and every minute and every second, dozens of cavalry rammed heavily.All the time, there are no new dead souls.

Although Jiang Wanli's cavalry battalion had an advantage in numbers, it was still held back by De Keqin's remnant soldiers. The Mongolian soldiers with red flags were divided into another team to rescue them.

He no longer knew what he was yelling about, but Shi Dayong was sure that it was definitely not a good thing, most of it was scolding the other party's grandma and greeting his mother.

At this point in the battle, the word "command" is a luxury for Shi Dayong. He no longer has the qualifications to command his subordinates to fight, and only has the instinct to cut left and right.

Or as Li Dashan thought, kill one to earn money, and kill two to earn one.

Shi Dayong couldn't remember the number of tartars whose heads were cut off by him. He only knew that his arm was so sore that every time he swung the knife, his body's strength seemed to weaken a little.

After chopping off half of the horse's leg with a knife again, Shi Dayong stood there weakly and panted continuously, with fewer and fewer subordinates around him.

Guo Yi, who was loyal to his duty, took the last two soldiers to guard Shi Dayong's left and right sides. Their bodies were covered with blood and cuts.

Ba Zong Ma Zhong was seriously injured. Half of the face of this firearms craftsman in Nanzhen Fusi was almost cut off. Under the sunlight, the bloody right side of his face was very scary.If you look closely, the eye sockets have all been cut off, and the eyeballs are hung with some pieces of flesh.

I don't know whether it is better to say that his life is big or hard, but he is still alive without half of his face.It is estimated that his appearance is so scary that the Mongolian soldiers dare not approach him at all.

Ma Zhong seemed to be crazy, slashing everywhere with his knife.The Tartars were hiding, and so were the Songshan soldiers. [

Shi Dayong's eyes were watching all the time, his heart hurt like a knife, he was ready to die.Using his last strength, he raised the big knife in his hand, pointed at the tartars who leaped towards him, and shouted hysterically:

"Brothers, I, Shi Dayong, am sorry for you, and I have troubled you! If there is an afterlife, I, Shi Dayong, will do your best for you!"

"Can die with adults, what a pity to die!"

Li Dashan, who was also injured all over his body, appeared out of nowhere. There was no despair on his face, but a smile—a smile of fear of life and death.

It’s been four years since Zongheng, I came here last year, I left for a few months this year, and now I’m back again, I hope Zongheng will get better and better, and I can also rise with the tide.Win-win.