A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

The northwest wind blows from the Hetao area, seeming to bring a sense of warmth.

The flags on the city wall were blown by the wind.

Zhe Jizu stood on the top of the city and looked into the distance.

Two eagles chased each other in the sky, gradually lowering their altitude.

Zhe Jizu's eyes moved downward...

Countless cavalry were gathering in the distance, silently waiting for orders.

He turned around and took a look. The river was turbulent.

That is the Yellow River, and Fuzhou City is built on the ridge beside the Yellow River.

If Xixia people want to enter the Song Dynasty, this is the place they must pass through.

The two eagles gradually swooped close to the ground, and arrows suddenly flew up.

With an eagle cry, two eagles flapped their wings and flew high, and their arrows fell into the air.

The more than 10,000 cavalrymen began to become restless.

"The enemy cavalry is moving!"

The sergeant on the lookout turned around and screamed.

The silent city wall immediately came to life.

Countless soldiers began to prepare for defense.

The string of the bed crossbow was pulled open with difficulty, and the thick crossbow gun was placed in the slot.

Someone among the enemy cavalry in the distance was shouting.

"Zhizhou, the enemy is boosting their morale!"

Zhe Jizu nodded and stretched out his hand to hold the wall tiles.

"***"

After a burst of wild shouting, the enemy cavalry moved. But he dismounted.

The terrain of Fuzhou City is steep, and a cavalry attack would be a delusion.

The cavalry turned into infantry, but the impact of more than 10,000 infantry was still huge.

The footsteps gradually became faster and denser, hitting the ground like countless big drums being beaten.

Those Xixia people looked excited. They took their bows and arrows in their hands and ran faster and faster.

"Zhizhou!"

The crossbow on the bed is waiting for orders.

But Zhe Jizu just looked at the enemy army that gradually began to speed up coldly.

He slowly raised his hand, and someone on the other side of the bed raised the ax simultaneously.

The big hand waved down, the back of the big ax fell, and the crossbow was smashed down...

Boom boom boom boom!

More than a dozen thick crossbow guns flew out.

The crossbow flew for a while, and then fell down.

A Xixia man was cheering when he was shot through the chest with a crossbow.

After the crossbow penetrated a person, its momentum remained unabated, directly piercing him and his comrades behind him.

puff!

The sharp spear head penetrated into the grass, pinning the two men here.

The screams were so terrifying that the Xixia people did not dare to look at this place and were urged to speed up.

Countless Xixia people rushed past these two people, and their morale gradually became a little low.

The bed crossbow has never been the main force in killing the enemy. It is only used to attack the opponent's siege equipment and destroy the opponent's morale.

The observing sergeant shouted: "Zhizhou, two hundred steps!"

Everyone knows that the bed crossbow cannot stop the enemy's attack.

Zhe Jizu was watching.

"One hundred and fifty steps!"

The weather was good, and Zhe Jizu had already seen the Xixia people breathing heavily.

How ferocious!

He shook his head slightly, then raised his hand.

"crossbow……"

Someone was roaring in a hoarse voice.

Just behind them, rows of crossbowmen knelt on one knee at the top of the city, raising their crossbows and pointing them tiltedly at the sky.

"One hundred steps..."

Zhe Jizu's hand swung down like a chopping blow.

"Crossbow... let go!"

Bang bang bang bang...

The sound of intensive firing of crossbows came, and in an instant, a dark cloud appeared on the top of Fuzhou City.

The clouds rose and began to dive at their highest point.

"It's a crossbow from the Song Dynasty!"

The Xixia people began to panic. Some wanted to avoid the dense crossbow arrows, but they were surrounded by their comrades and had nowhere to escape. They could only watch in despair as the dark cloud plunged down.

Crossbow arrows rushed down from a high place, and wherever the arrows hit, there were endless howls.

No matter what kind of armor it was, it was turned into paper when it encountered the powerful crossbow arrows.

A Xixia man threw away his bow and arrow and covered his face with one hand and his chest with the other in an attempt to block the crossbow arrows.

He only felt a shock on his hand, then his chest felt like a blow, and finally his lower abdomen...

He lowered his head blankly, looking at the two crossbow arrows on his chest and lower abdomen, then his knees softened and he slowly knelt on the ground.

The grass is green, but the grass juice is splashed everywhere by the Xixia people in front.

He smelled the fragrance of green grass, and a huge force rushed behind him. He immediately fell on the grass, and countless big feet stepped on his body and continued to run forward.

Countless enemy troops are attacking one after another.

"Crossbow... let go!"

A dark cloud rose over the city again.

"The Song people have too many crossbowmen and they fire them intensively. We will suffer heavy losses before we even reach the city...and our morale will be completely lost."

Several Xixia generals were watching this scene from behind, and some of them said distressedly: "The raid is impossible, Zhe Jizu is cunning, I am afraid he must have been prepared, otherwise..."

Withdraw it!

When the third wave of crossbow arrows came down again, a voice yelled.

"Where did that beast Zhe Jizu get so many crossbowmen? Has Emperor Song begun to trust the Zhe family again? Get out of here!"

The desolate horns were blaring, and the crossbowmen at the top of the city were still cocking their bows.

Step on the ring with one foot, raise your hands, and exert force with your feet. Winding is so easy and fast.

"The enemy has retreated!"

The Xixia people who were running heard the sound of horns and immediately turned around and ran away.

This gesture was too firm and completely lost the Xixia people's tough style.

The Xixia people had been entangled with Tubo for a long time, and later they went to war with the Song Dynasty and the Liao Kingdom. If the people's customs were not strong enough, they would have been annexed by these two behemoths.

"Zhizhou, do you want to open the city and pursue us for a while?"

A general asked anxiously.

There were eager eyes all around. Zhe Jizu shook his head and said: "We don't have enough cavalry, so... go out and clean up."

The city gate opened, and the sergeants and civilians went out on guard, then cleaned the battlefield.

The sun was shining brightly, making people feel warm.

"Found alive!"

"Spear! Come here with the spear! Stab him to death!"

"ah!"

Such sounds came from time to time in the city, but Zhejizu was not interested at all.

He turned around and looked at the crossbowmen who were sitting down to rest, and said happily: "If it weren't for this weapon, I would definitely be fighting with the Xixia people on the city wall today. Now, just spending some crossbow arrows can frighten the enemy. Okay." ah!"

Not to mention the Song Dynasty, he is rich.

You want crossbow arrows? How many do you want?

Madan!

As long as you dare to say you can hold this place, you can have as much as you want!

Have no idea! I just have money, and I just want to use my money to kill you. Do you poor guys accept it?

This is the idea of ​​the Song Dynasty, but in the past, when force was not enough, it could only buy peace with money.

This time the Xixia people failed to attack Fuzhou City. According to the rules, this was a great victory. Afterwards, they should be rewarded and punished.

"Zhizhou, the Xixia people have withdrawn!"

Someone shouted happily.

Zhe Jizu turned around and saw that the Xixia people returned to their horses, mounted their horses one by one, then turned around and withdrew without hesitation.

An old soldier stood on the side, watching the Xixia people gradually disappear. He felt that the danger was far away from him, so he raised his arms and shouted: "Great Song Dynasty!"

This voice was full of joy, and countless soldiers raised their arms and shouted.

"Da Song! Da Song! Da Song!"

The cheers gradually spread, and the people in the city also shouted.

This is the morale of the people!

Zhe Jizu ordered: "Send someone to the capital to report the victory... The new crossbow bow showed its power, and the enemy fled in panic. Unfortunately, the cavalry was weak and failed to pursue... The new crossbow bow made the greatest contribution in this battle. I congratulate Your Majesty and the Song Dynasty!"

"Da Song! Da Song! Da Song!"

The cheers suddenly surged into the sky like a tsunami.

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"Divine Crossbow? What a name!"

When Shen An's name was passed to the imperial court, Zhao Zhen said: "The Song Dynasty now has another weapon to defeat the enemy. I would like to congratulate you on this. Come and give a banquet to the envoys from various countries in Beijing..."

After the matter was done, the envoys from various countries also returned, but there were still several envoys in the capital.

"His Majesty!"

Fu Bi frowned and said, "This action seems to be provocative!"

This is a document reporting victory, and the news will soon spread throughout the city. At this time, the envoys from various countries are given a banquet. This is a slap in the face of the Xixia envoys, and also shocks the other countries.

There was no need to think about such things in the past, and Zhao Zhen would definitely not do it.

But Zhao Zhen's face turned red at this moment, and he said as if he had drunk too much: "What are you provoking? This is the Xixia people provoking, go and give me a banquet!"

He had been aggrieved for too long. Both Liao and Xixia put tremendous pressure on him, threatening the Song Dynasty if he disagreed.

I also have a temper. In the past, it was just that the military was not strong, so I just endured it.

Xixia's sneak attack was thwarted today, and the Shenwei Crossbow showed its power in the first battle. Can't I still be proud of it?

"Give me a banquet with lots of good food and wine!"

Fu Bi's face turned dark, but he could not stop the enthusiastic officials.

In conjunction with this news of victory, the better the food and wine, the angrier the Xixia people became.

Zhao Zhen obviously felt that this was not enough. He waved his hand and said: "Shen An has made great contributions to the country,...I sent him official uniforms. In addition...his sister...let someone send some things for the child, tell the queen, If someone bullies me as a result, I will not obey him. Also... Zhe Kexing hangs out at his place, but it is a bit abandoned..."

Han Qi's eyes changed and he wanted to talk after work.

"Aren't there going to be a lot of thugs coming to Xiongzhou? No, they are local soldiers. They want to come to Shen'an, but it's difficult for a civil servant to control them, so let Zhe Ke go."

This is to ask Zhe Kexing to help Shen An train troops, which can be regarded as a formal establishment. However, no one knows how many rural soldiers there are. If there are only dozens of people, what is this?

Is it possible to give Zhe Kexing a capital establishment?

Isn't this a bit unkind?

Han Qi smiled slightly and stepped back.

As for Guoguo...that girl's luck is really good!

She was the county monarch at a young age, and the official family asked the queen to take care of her. This kind of love was enviable, but the official family's thoughts on it made people jealous.

That's just Shen An's sister. How could He De allow you, an emperor, to think about giving her so many benefits?

Immediately, someone from the palace went to the Shen family.

"Shen Daizhao, this is a reward from the official family..."

"Shen is waiting for the edict. The saint has something to say. If there is anything going on in the future, just send it to the palace."

When Zhe Kexing got the chance to lead the troops, he was so happy that he threw Guoguo into the air.

"Ah! Help..."

Guoguo fell down and was caught by Zhe Kexing. She said angrily: "Brother, help me!"

Shen An was in a daze, still holding his official uniform in his hand.

"Brother An Bei is overjoyed, right?"

Zhe Kexing understands this kind of emotion very well. Without any help, Shen An, who is still underage, has obtained the seventh-grade official uniform. This achievement can really be shown off.

"Brother Anbei, why don't you celebrate and get some alcohol out?"

Shen An looked at the official uniform in his hand and said without tears, "You guys celebrate."

Green official uniform, how to wear this?

But the chamberlain who came to deliver things from the palace said that the officials asked him to go to court tomorrow morning.

Are you trying to make me wear green official uniform?

Shen An wanted to pretend to be sick, but Zhe Kexing reminded him that he was just pretending to be sick to avoid going to the Imperial College to teach, and that he would be deceiving the emperor if he pretended to be sick again.

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The fourth update is here, good night everyone.