A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

"The natives are attacking!"

The soldiers rubbed their eyes and waited, yawning.

Everyone's sleepiness disappeared when they heard the warning.

"Prepare……"

Tang Ren stood in front, as if standing on the top of Fuzhou City.

In Fuzhou, fighting was dominated by the ancestors, but here, even Song Shiyao did not have as much experience as him.

"Crossbow array..."

Countless crossbowmen began to gather and quickly cocked their weapons.

"The cavalry came out of the camp from behind and went around to the wings."

Tang Ren was very confident that he could defeat the natives, so he arranged the cavalry on both wings and launched a general attack at the critical moment.

"Infantry formation!"

A defensive formation would be nice in no time.

The natives swarmed in. After seeing the Song people's array, someone shouted: "They are prepared!"

"Kill him!"

The leader was shouting, "There aren't many of them! Go up and kill them all."

yes! The number of the Song army seems to be small, and the array is a bit thin.

The natives cheered and started running wildly.

"Crossbow arrows... let go!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Black clouds appeared. The leader looked up at the black clouds and murmured: "Isn't the sky blue? Why are there dark clouds?"

They had never seen the Song Dynasty crossbow formation, and they thought it was dark clouds.

The dark clouds are falling rapidly...

Puff puff puff puff puff!

The sound of crossbow arrows piercing the human body was heard intensively, followed by screams.

The leader saw that a native in front was hit by three arrows, ran staggeringly for a few steps, and then fell down.

A crossbow arrow pierced the leader's helmet.

He wanted to take off his helmet, but the crossbow bolt was stuck firmly in his skull.

"Kill them all!"

The helmet blocked it, and he felt that it was not a fatal injury, so he regained his courage.

A second wave of black clouds rose into the sky.

A blank area appeared on the ground, and countless corpses fell there. The screams were more heart-shaking than the dark clouds.

The tough natives were afraid.

They were never afraid of close combat, but if they were shot over by crossbows before they even got into contact with the enemy, how could they fight this battle?

What kind of weapon did the Song people use?

To this day, they still can't believe such a dense rain of arrows.

When the third wave of dark clouds appeared, morale collapsed completely.

"Attack! Attack!"

Tang Ren mounted his horse, waved his sword and shouted: "Let us fight to determine the southwest!"

"One battle will determine the southwest!"

As long as the first wave of natives come down to farm, as long as their lives are better than those in the mountains, those natives will come down the mountain in an endless stream.

This is Shen An's plan: to lure him with profit!

Waiting for the imperial edict, your words are indeed correct!

Tang Ren silently thanked Shen An, then pointed his knife forward.

The horn sounded, and the cavalry on both wings moved out.

The infantry began to run wildly.

"Attack!"

Amid the cheers, the natives stopped, thinking that they might be able to win in a close fight.

"Crossbow arrows... let go!"

But they didn't know how rich Da Song was.

The crossbowmen followed closely behind the infantry, and rained arrows again with the order.

"kill!"

In Fuzhou, Tang Ren always hid behind Zhe Jizu and picked up people's heads, but here, he rushed to the front.

The civil servants stayed in the camp, and some of them got telescopes, so they watched and talked about the situation of the battle.

"Tang Qianha charged at the front, how brave he was! He killed the enemy and chopped up the native with one knife."

Everyone looked at each other, and someone said: "This...is this a civil servant?"

"We... aren't we civil servants?"

When did the civil servants rush into battle in person? And he was still at the front.

An official said: "Last time... Prime Minister Zeng went into battle, and many officials went into battle."

The broadcast continues.

"The leader is shouting that he killed one of our sergeants..."

The atmosphere was a bit solemn.

"Qiansha went up, Qianxia was angry, and he rushed towards the leader."

"One knife, two knifes... Okay! Hahahaha! Okay, Qianjie chopped the leader to death with one knife, and then took his head..."

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

The cheers after the general was killed and the flag was captured, and someone among the civil servants was full of enthusiasm and said: "So... so-and-so can't sit still. So-and-so is going to kill the enemy!"

He pulled out his long knife and rushed out.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Qian Hao is shouting."

"Fight in, fight in!"

A civil servant blinked his eyes and felt that he...

"I feel like I'm a loser...not a man."

He pulled out his long knife, "But I want to be a man who stands upright. If so, then go kill the enemy. I'll go."

He rushed forward with a strong body.

This is not yet the era when stereotypes were rampant in later generations. At that time, the literati could not extricate themselves from writing articles and poems, and their bodies were too weak to say anything.

A civil servant walked to the front and took a deep breath, "Are we men?"

"yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

The civil servant said: "I remember when the Guixin Hou was fighting here, he asked... are your eggs still there?"

This is humiliating.

"exist!"

Everyone's faces were red, but not with shame, but with excitement.

The civil servant turned around and shouted: "Follow me and kill the enemy!"

"Kill the enemy!"

A group of civil servants rushed forward with swords, leaving the soldiers behind stunned.

"Is this a civil servant?"

"It's a civil servant."

"I used to hate them, but now I feel... I admire them."

"The enemy is routed, routed!"

The natives were defeated. Under the combined attack of crossbows and cavalry, the Song army in front was so brave that they were killed without the ability to parry.

The killing of the leader was the last straw.

The army was defeated like a mountain, and the undisciplined natives were defeated in a mess.

"Kneel down and don't kill!"

"Abandon the sword and kneel down without killing!"

The Song troops, who had learned a few dialects in advance, began to recruit and surrender.

Someone continued to run and was stabbed to death.

Someone abandoned his knife and knelt down, and was taken down.

Finally, everyone knelt on the ground.

Tang Ren rode over, threw away the head in his hand, and laughed loudly: "It's settled! It's settled!"

With these captives around, Huang Da did not dare to go back on his word. The natives of this mountain range would gradually come out of the mountains, transform from mountain people into farmers, and make a living through farming.

"Farming is good! At least you have food to eat. Life in the mountains is difficult. It's hard to be full and hungry, and winter is even harder..."

"Qianji, Qianji!"

Several sergeants rushed over and said, "Qian Ju, Yang Zhizhou was captured by the natives..."

Damn it!

Everyone looked at Tang Ren and felt something was wrong.

You cheated Yang Quan last time, and you cheated him again this time. How much hatred and hatred must be caused!

Tang Ren was also confused.

"Don't he have a horse?"

Tang Ren swore that he really didn't want to trick Yang Quan, but this man was so unlucky. Who could blame him?

The sergeant said: "Yang Zhizhou's horse was hit by an arrow."

Tang Ren covered his face, and everyone laughed so hard that his intestines knotted. Later, he felt it was unkind, so he endured it.

Is this person so unlucky?

Last time, Tang Ren arranged for archers to assassinate him, but this time it was the natives who took action. Both times, the horses were shot. Who did you offend?

Tang Ren felt that he was wronged, but he had to bear the blame if he didn't want to.

Later, he personally led the cavalry to rescue Yang Quan.

The natives didn't know that the raid had failed, so they used the pots left by the Song army to cook and eat.

As a result, Tang Ren and his cavalry just made a surprise attack, and they knelt down with bowls in hand to ask for surrender.

Yang Quan, who was rescued, burst into tears and pointed at Tang Ren and cursed.

Tang Ren said awkwardly: "This is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

"Someone wants to sue! Someone wants to sue!"

"You have made a meritorious service."

Tang Ren silenced official fan Yang Quan with just one sentence.

"You...you are shameless!"

Yang Quan swore that he would never interact with Tang Ren again, but later the good news was sent, and the transfer envoy replied, asking him to continue working with Tang Ren.

I can’t get through this day!

Amidst Yang Quan's wailing, Huang Da led the tribe out of the mountain.

"My brothers, this is the place the officials have prepared for you."

On a vast land, the soldiers were plowing.

The spring day is warm, the earth's air is evaporated, and the mist is faint. The hills in the distance are like stalagmites, especially beautiful.

"What's this?"

The natives also grew things, but more often they hunted and gathered.

Thousands of natives stood there, feeling that everything in front of them was illusion.

Those who stayed in the mountains were threatened that they would be surrounded by the Song army, captured, and made into slaves in certain places.

But the scene in front of me was incredible.

The Song army was actually farming.

There is no encirclement at all.

"A house has been built here. Come on, brother, let's take a look."

Tang Ren enthusiastically took Huang Da to the right, where wooden houses had been built.

"This is your future home."

Tang Ren pulled him into a house.

"Look, this is the main hall, how spacious it is. Let's have some relatives sit here and talk."

"This is the bedroom. Look, there are beds."

Tang Ren turned around and looked at Huang Da and said with a smile: "It's okay to have nothing to do with my wife in the winter... It's only right to have more cubs, don't you think so?"

Huang Da was dumbfounded and nodded subconsciously: "Yes! I just want to get women when I have nothing to do."

The men all laughed.

How can there be such a good place in the mountains?

"This is the school!"

Tang Ren took them to the school.

"How is this...better than a place to live?"

A group of men were muttering that this was such a waste.

"These are all high-quality wood! And... I don't even have these tables and chairs at home. Take them back, first come first served!"

A man rushed over, grabbed the table with one hand and a bench with the other, and walked out just like that.

"Grab it!"

A group of natives rushed in, and the classroom became empty in the blink of an eye.

Tang Ren's eyelids flickered, feeling like he was being robbed.

Huang Da said awkwardly: "Give it all to them..."

Tang Ren's cheeks twitched and he said: "This is a school built with money and food specially approved by the government. It is to give children a place to read and write, so that they can go to big places in the future, be able to read and write, and go to other places." If you take the imperial examination, you can become an official..."

Huang Da said in astonishment: "Can you still read and write?"

Damn it!

Literary literacy...

Huang Da slowly turned around and looked at his sons. The eldest, the boy who was captured by Tang Ren last time, was confused.

He has many children, and Huang Wu is very familiar with Tang Ren, so he is standing next to Tang Ren at the moment. The other children were clearly attracted to the classroom.

"Being an official?"

He was the leader and felt very proud of being in charge of these natives.

But after seeing Tang Ren and those officials, he felt that he was just a bumpkin.

It's okay for me to be a country bumpkin, anyway... It's okay for me to be a father, but it's okay for me to be a child!

My child must do it! You must become a master!

As long as they are human beings, most people have this idea.

Huang Da's idea was stronger.

Tang Ren said reservedly: "As long as you study hard and have some talent, you can take the imperial examination. Many officials in the Song Dynasty are from civilian backgrounds, and there are some who are worse than you. What are you worried about?"

"So good?" Huang Da felt that if he had obtained the rights, he would not let others interfere.

Tang Ren smiled and said: "The officials love the people like their own children... If you win the Jinshi, you can still see the officials. The officials are very kind..."

"You can actually see the official family?"

Huang Da turned around and cursed: "Take it back, chase it back, and those who don't give it to you...kill them!"

After a frantic beating, all the tables and chairs in UU Reading www.uukanshu.net came back.

"Read! All children must read!"

Huang Da found Tang Ren and hoped that only his own children would go to school, but Tang Ren refused.

"The official of the Great Song Dynasty loves his people like his own children! He will not sit back and watch his children suffer!"

Then the sound of reading was loud and the sound of poetry floated out.

For the first time, those natives knew reverence.

They don't fear killing, but they fear knowledge, and they usually don't even dare to go near the school.

Huang Da stood on the ground and roared: "Officials love the people like their own children. A certain child will have to take the exam in the future, but there will be no merit. I have no shame to see the officials. Go, go to the mountains, tell those people, just say that I have passed the exam." Like gods, let them come quickly!"

The spring light was bright, and under this spring light, groups of people went to various places. Tang Ren stood in front of the school and said with a smile: "This is the spring of the Song Dynasty."

On the other side, Song Shiyao gathered his men and said, "Brothers, all change your clothes."

"Why is it from Cochin?"

"They are the clothes of Sergeant Cochin."

"This is……"

Overflowing with a kind of ecstasy, Song Shiyao said: "The navy can't find an excuse to go south to harass Jiaozhi, so... let's just feel aggrieved and pretend to be Jiaozhi people to harass..."

Tang Ren coughed dryly and said: "Shout louder, the more fierce the better. Over there...there will be people waiting there to cooperate with you. The people will scream and run away, and they will also drop some chicken blood to dye it red." clothes..."

Damn it!

This is a way to deceive the people of Cochin!

The soldiers' eyes were filled with joy.

Southwest has been suffering for a long time. In the past, it was passively beaten, but now it is the other way around.

Refreshing, refreshing!

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