A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

"Assault! Assault!"

Zhao Xu tried his best to hit the horse, but he still didn't think it was fast enough.

There are many torches in the fortress, and people can be seen fighting.

How could the Song army of more than 200 men withstand an opponent ten times more powerful?

This is not a swordsman!

If Wang Que leads more than two hundred swordsmen and axemen, the Xixia people will cry.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xu glanced to the left, where Wang Que was.

But Wang felt uncomfortable riding on the horse, looking like he was squatting.

He stared at the village gate and suddenly said: "It's open, it's open!"

The gate of the village slowly opened, and Zhao Xu saw a Song soldier who was shot down by an arrow just as he waved towards him.

He looked to the left, where Zhe Katsuyuki and others had been submerged in the crowd, hacking at them with knives, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Wang Que also saw all this. He exerted force on his legs and his horse neighed and almost fell over.

Wang jumped off the horse and ran forward staggeringly relying on inertia.

He ran more steadily and was the first to rush in.

At this moment, more than ten Song soldiers in the gate were surrounded and were about to be hacked to death with random knives.

Wang Que used his hands hard and dragged the sword across.

The sword that Izumo-kan urgently built showed its power, but Wang felt that he had not used much strength, but five people suddenly fell in front of him.

These five people were cut off from the waist with a big sword. They were unable to die at this moment. The upper half of their bodies fell to the ground and howled miserably. The sound actually suppressed all the noise at the scene.

Wang Que raised his sword and rushed towards him. No matter who the opponent was, he would strike with his sword.

Use your long sword to block, and cut off people with one strike.

The spear stabbed, and the sword easily cut off.

Wang Que had never felt so comfortable killing his enemies before, and he couldn't help but roar.

Amidst the roar, someone exclaimed: "Your Majesty..."

The king rescued these ten people, and the cavalry rushed in from the right, and the Xixia people began to fight in formation.

Wang looked to the left and saw Zhao Xu chopping, and in the middle of the encirclement, Zhe Kexing and the remaining seventy people were fighting bloody battles.

They were surrounded by sword light, and Zhe Kexing was still swinging the sword numbly. Every time he swung the sword, there would be screams and bloody arrows coming from the opposite side.

Fear is an emotion that humans should have, but Zhe Kexing does not have it.

From the time he was sensible, his fathers had been teaching him that to kill a family member was to kill people and to go into battle to kill the enemy.

And before killing the enemy, you have to treat yourself as a dead person.

Only in this way can you come back alive from the battlefield.

Zhe Kexing slashed the Xixia man on the opposite side to death, but the sergeant on the left was shot in the chest by an arrow. He stumbled over and was stabbed in the face with a spear, which came out from his back.

A general should cherish his subordinates and love his soldiers as sons.

But when you go to the battlefield, you should ignore all this.

In the eyes of a general, the life and death of his subordinates are just a number.

Zhe Kexing's eyes moved.

The sergeant let out a scream, then threw himself into the Xixia man's arms, opened his mouth and bit him.

The Xixia man grabbed his neck, pushed him away with all his strength, and then chopped him off with a knife.

The head flew up, and Zhe Kexing's eyes gradually filled with red. He killed the enemy in front of him with one knife, and then roared: "Kill!"

The Xixia man was feeling proud when he saw a flash of the sword, and immediately his head was caught by Zhe Kexing.

There were enemy troops in front of them, and behind them there was the rumble of horse hooves. This was the Song army's sudden attack.

But these enemy troops wanted to surround them and refused to retreat.

Zhe Katsuyuki felt that his anger was building up bit by bit.

"Follow the Tao!"

Zhao Xu's voice came from behind. Zhe Kexing's body shook and he shouted: "Back off! Don't come over!"

This is a strangulation ground. Both sides are strangled together. Zhao Xu will die when he comes in.

Zhao Shu had already charged forward and struck with his sword.

The Xixia man on the opposite side saw that he was a young man, so he blocked him and prepared to kill him at the next moment.

But after the long sword collided, a large gap appeared in his sword, and Zhao Xu's long sword slashed down a certain distance.

How deep the gap is, how far the long knife goes...

A deep knife mark appeared on his forehead, and blood immediately poured out from it.

This is a treasured sword!

Zhao Xu looked at the surrounded figure of Zhe Kexing in front of him. He forgot his fear, pulled out his long sword and charged forward bravely.

Those Song soldiers were going crazy with fear, and everyone was running madly.

If the king is allowed to die here, the responsibility goes without saying, but who can bear the humiliation?

Zhao Xu was chopping, but the second Xixia man was very cunning, leaving him with only the ability to parry and no ability to fight back.

This was the problem caused by the lack of actual combat. Zhao Xu thought of Shen An using Zhe Kexing and Wen Xiaozhong as sparring partners, and finally knew what he was doing.

The Xixia man split Zhao Xu's long sword with one sword, and then came with the second sword.

Zhao Xu tried his best to block, but at this moment the Song army arrived from the side and struck him with a sword in a hurry.

The Xixia people returned their swords to save themselves, and Zhao Xu narrowly avoided the vital point, but there was still a trace of blood on his face. Angry in his heart, he took the opportunity to sneak attack and kill his opponent.

He grew up in the county prince's palace since he was a child. His father was a mentally ill person who often went crazy. Once he goes crazy, there will be no peace in the whole family.

My grandfather was very good, but he gave birth to too many sons, and his sons gave birth to more grandsons, so he did not have the energy to take care of his children and grandchildren one by one, so Zhao Xu became somewhat withdrawn in the house.

The first friend he met was Shen An. He still remembered Shen An's fierceness when he slapped the back of his head, as if he was a little proud.

That's how that person is, he always likes to take advantage of others, but he is extremely sincere to his brothers.

However, Zhe Katsuyuki doesn't like to talk, he prefers to express his attitude with a long knife.

They had been dating for several years when they were at their most innocent age, and they had long been committed to each other.

Zhao Xu later entered the palace. He felt that it was a cold place, so he missed the days outside with his brothers more and more.

But now a brother is in dire straits, should I back down?

Zhao Xu shook his head and shouted: "Follow the road and hold on!"

He was chopping hard, seeing no opponents, only obstacles.

I will not abandon my brother!

When Zhe Kexing heard his voice, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

A Xixia general probably noticed that Zhao Xu was an extraordinary person, so he pointed behind Zhe Kexing and shouted.

"Kill that Song Jun!"

Zhe Kexing killed the enemy in front of him and looked up at the general, his eyes full of blood.

Why should a general remain calm and not be surprised when Mount Tai collapses before his eyes...

This is what scholars say.

Go to hell!

Zhe Kexing roared and rushed forward.

His long knife slashed in a very narrow range, and the sharp blade cut the human body as easily as cutting tofu.

Blood spurted out, and Zhe Kexing's head and face were all red.

He rushed in front of the enemy general and swung his sword with all his strength.

The enemy general raised his sword to block.

After a clang, the long knife was cut off. General Liao was stunned. He was about to use the remaining half of the knife as a hidden weapon and throw it out, but Zhe Kexing slashed his head.

He held the enemy general's head high in his left hand, while the Xixia people in front retreated in panic.

"Wan Sheng!"

Song Jun couldn't help cheering when he saw the heads.

Zhao Xu was struggling to kill, and when he heard the cheers, he looked up and saw Zhe Kexing, who was holding the head and covered in blood, and couldn't help but smile.

"Your Majesty, stand back!"

The soldiers had already charged forward and were chasing the enemy troops on horseback.

Several enemy soldiers who had slipped through the net came towards Zhao Xu, and Zhe Kexing intercepted them with a head in one hand and a knife in the other.

After a fight, there were several more corpses on the ground, and the blood on Zhe Kexing's body became thicker and thicker.

"Follow the Tao!"

This was the first time that Zhao Xu saw someone close to him in a desperate situation. Now that he was out of danger, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"You shouldn't have come."

Zhe Kexing threw the head over, Zhao Xu subconsciously caught it, and then wanted to throw it away.

"Don't throw it!"

Zhe Kexing said: "Back then, a certain person was taken to the battlefield when he was less than ten years old. After watching the adults fight, he felt disgusted. Later, they threw a human head to a certain person and said they would hold it for an hour. As a result, after half an hour, the certain person's head was thrown to him. I vomited while holding him, and I had nightmares after I got home. It took a long time for me to recover... Later, I no longer feared anyone's head..."

This is a rule of thumb. Since Zhao Xu wants to follow the example of Han Wu and Tang Taizong, he should see blood and hold the head.

Zhao Xu said with a bitter face: "But I won't mention heads when I go into battle!"

He felt like vomiting, but he could hold it back.

"This is for courage training." Zhe Kexing said: "When you are no longer afraid of holding a human head and don't want to vomit, your courage will become stronger. But..."

He hesitated for a moment and said, "But it seems that my temper will change a little. I don't know if it's good or bad."

Zhao Xu naturally didn't care.

"Wan Sheng!"

At this time, cheers came from the left. The two of them looked sideways and saw a Xixia general being rotated on the tip of a big knife.

Damn it!

Except for Wang, there is no one else with such divine power.

"Kill the enemy!"

Zhao Xu's blood boiled with excitement, so he picked up the head, mounted his horse and rushed forward.

"Your Majesty!"

The accompanying guards wanted to dissuade him, but Zhe Kexing said coldly: "He deserves to see blood. Instead of trying to dissuade him, you should protect him from being attacked by hidden arrows."

Then Zhe Kexing followed Zhao Xu to the left, taking action when he was unable to respond, and taking action when someone attacked...

The guards felt ashamed and were imitating Zhe Kexing's technique.

A general is a general, and his many tricks make them really want to learn from his master.

The appearance of Zhao Shu boosted the morale of the whole army. With the blessing of Izumokan, their long swords were extremely sharp. Those Xixia people desperately found that their weapons were not good enough and could not stop the Song army's long sword.

Everyone knows about the sword, which is made of hundred-forged steel.

But who has seen more than a thousand people all issued swords?

Song people are so rich!

The Xixia people remembered the prosperity of the Song people in despair, UU Reading www. uukｎshu.net thought of the tenacity of the Song people in the past who suffered repeated defeats.

They just have money.

If you fail, I'll throw money at you and I'll kill you!

In the past, they were defeated repeatedly in battles, but then they had the divine crossbow, gunpowder and kerosene bombs...

Xixia began to lose.

And now they have more swords.

What should Xixia do?

"Wan Sheng!"

Amidst the cheers, Zhao Xu sat on his horse and held a human head in his hand.

Song Jun was cheering crazily.

This is our crown prince. He is not a prince who is as long as the hand of a woman in the palace. He dares to lead his army to the northwest, and he dares to lead his army to attack and fight...

He just mingled among the soldiers, killing them like an ordinary sergeant.

With such a crown prince, the Song Dynasty's future will be better, and the military people's tomorrow will also be better.

At this moment, Zhao Xu was holding the enemy general's head in his hand. Hearing the crazy cheers, his whole body could not help but tremble.

"Is this a battlefield?"

"Yes." The enemy army began to collapse, and the Song army was pursuing them. Zhe Kexing's current task was to protect Zhao Xu. He looked at the excited Zhao Xu and said, "This is your first battlefield... all the previous ones don't count."

"Yes, I was protected by others in the past, but today I killed the enemy with my own hands."

Zhao Xu said excitedly: "I still want to fight all the way to Xingqing Mansion, capture Li Liangzuo and plead guilty in front of the horse. I also want to fight all the way to Liao Kingdom, fight Yelu Hongji...defeat him, defeat him Liao!"

This was an ambitious prince. Unlike the previous emperors who only wanted to maintain the current situation of the Song Dynasty, this prince thought about the whole world.

"Wan Sheng!"

The enemy army was defeated, and the Song army began to cheer...

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