A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Outside the city gate of Fengxiang Prefecture, Bao Zheng was sweating from the sun.

He kept looking at the north and paid no attention to what others said.

As time passed, the look on Bao Zheng's face became more serious.

He is worried about Shen An!

When they were approaching Fengxiang Mansion, the scouts discovered traces of the enemy. Shen An immediately asked Bao Zheng to lead his army to intercept and kill them. Bao Zheng agreed after thinking about it.

Bao Zheng now regrets it.

He had never seen Shen An kill an enemy or fight in a battle formation, so he was a little flustered.

"Bao Xiang!"

Someone approached to talk. Bao Zheng was worried about Shen An. He snorted coldly when he heard the words. He was about to scold this idiot when he saw it was Su Shi.

When he was in Bianliang, Su Shi had dealt with Bao Zheng at Shen's house, so he was pushed over by Chen Gongbi to rescue him.

Su Shi took a wet towel and said, "Mr. Bao, wipe it off, otherwise if you get heat stroke, I will have to kill my official when I come back from Anbei."

Bao Zheng's eyes were cold, and he didn't wipe it after taking the towel. Instead, he asked: "How many enemy rangers are there in general?"

Only a warrior can answer this question. Wu Kang said: "Prime Minister Bao, I can't tell you the number of knights. Sometimes there are more than a hundred, sometimes more than a thousand..."

"Idiot! Freeloader idiot!"

Bao Zheng was angry: "I don't know anything, so what do I want you to do?"

Wu Kang felt aggrieved and said: "Unless they are here for a sneak attack, there will be no more than 500 rangers searching for information, otherwise they will be easily discovered."

This explanation made Bao Zheng's face light up. When Jiang Pei saw this, he said, "Prime Minister Bao, how about sending some reinforcements?"

This time Bao Zheng led more than 7,000 cavalry to come to the rescue. Li Liangzuo had to think carefully when he encountered him. As long as he sent a thousand cavalry, he would definitely be able to drive away the enemy's roving cavalry.

Bao Zheng shook his head: "I don't understand battle formations, but I know that if reinforcements are sent at this moment, the morale of the Song Dynasty will be low."

He looked into the distance with a stubborn expression, "If you should win, win. If you lose, pretend to win. You have to boost your morale and wait for Li Liangzuo's rebellion."

Jiang Pei glanced at Wu Kang, who nodded with admiration in his eyes.

Bao Zheng said he didn't understand battle formations, but he knew that morale should be boosted but not depleted. At this moment, not getting involved was the best response.

It was only right that the officials sent him.

If Han Qi comes, he will definitely dictate the war. He will stipulate it here and mix it up there. He will be undefeated.

"The scout is back."

Bao Zheng seemed calm, but after hearing the news, he stood up suddenly and stepped forward. He was the one who reacted the fastest.

More than ten cavalry came galloping towards them. Someone shouted from behind and behind them: "Prime Minister Bao, we are waiting for the imperial edict to defeat the enemy cavalry. We are bringing them here."

"good!"

Bao Zheng punched hard, staggered, and shouted: "I know it, I know it... Hahahaha!"

Everyone on and off the city couldn't help but cheer.

"Dai Zhao is really awesome! Last time we won a big victory in Fuzhou, we here had some doubts, saying that Zhe Jizu was paving the way for him. Now it seems that we have all misjudged this person."

"The late emperor praised him for his appearance as a famous general. How can it be false?"

"The first person to lead the military with civilian officials!"

"That's right, he is the first civilian commander of the army in this dynasty."

A group of people regarded Shen An as the first civil servant in the Song Dynasty to engage in martial arts. Bao Zheng was not angry after hearing this, but Jiang Pei turned pale and advised: "Prime Minister Bao, the enemy is coming soon. Let's How about... go to the city."

"Into the city?" Bao Zheng asked doubtfully: "Into what city?"

Jiang Pei said awkwardly: "The enemy has arrived on horseback. I'm afraid there will be some danger here."

"What's dangerous?"

Bao Zheng said calmly: "There are seven thousand cavalry here. What's the danger? Anbei defeated the enemy's cavalry with a few hundred cavalry. I have seven thousand cavalry here. What's the danger? If I retreat, why not come to the northwest?" What are you doing? Why not retire in Bianliang!"

Bao Zheng, who was in his sixties, was so decisive and courageous, which made Jiang Pei feel ashamed. He roared: "All cavalrymen, hurry up!"

He turned around and saw several officials quietly heading into the city, and said angrily: "Take them down!"

Several sergeants went over, kicked them over without any explanation, and then brought them over with their hands tied behind their backs.

Bao Zheng looked at them coldly, "I haven't retired as Prime Minister yet, what are you afraid of? Huh?"

He is the Prime Minister, and he has come to the northwest now to take charge of the military and civilian affairs of Shaanxi Road. The future of several officials has been decided with one word, and the capital will only ignore it if he knows about it.

Several officials looked ashen, and someone said: "Prime Minister Bao, I am... I want to go to the top of the city. Yes, I want to go to the top of the city to defend against the enemy."

"Oh, is it so?"

Bao Zheng said coldly: "Give them weapons to fight against the enemy."

Someone brought a long knife. Several officials peeked at Bao Zheng and panicked when they saw his solemn expression.

"Bao Xiang, spare your life..."

Letting cowards like them kill the enemy will only do bad things, and in the end they will either surrender or be killed.

Several officials behaved in ugly ways. When Bao Zheng saw them, he shouted: "Take them away and impeach them later!"

Finished bird!

These few will probably be fired from their official positions later, and then go home to eat old rice.

"coming!"

Bao Zheng turned around suddenly and squinted his old eyes.

A group of black spots appeared in the distance. The black spots seemed to be changing and getting closer.

Wu Kang cupped his hands and said, "Xiang Bao, can I lead my army to intercept you?"

Civilians are in charge of the army. If you want to take action, you have to ask for instructions. Otherwise, even if I chop you with a knife, your death will be in vain.

Bao Zheng nodded, and Wu Kang shouted excitedly: "Get on your horse and follow me!"

How long has it been since you killed an enemy?

Today, he finally had a chance, which made Wu Kang's body tremble with excitement.

He mounted his horse, and more than a thousand cavalry gathered behind him. Just when he was about to set off, someone shouted: "We are already surrounded, there is no need to go."

The pursuing Song army suddenly accelerated, and Shen An shouted: "Crossbow!"

The crossbow arrows flew away one after another, and the enemy troops in front fell into disarray.

Shen An's war horse jumped slightly and avoided a landing enemy.

As soon as the enemy soldier felt happy, he was knocked away by the war horse behind him.

Huang Chun didn't notice at all, he raised his knife and said: "Brothers, it's time to hit the grass and valley!"

"It's time to hit the grass valley!"

The Mangshan Army shouted slogans and the first batch chased after them.

The cavalrymen couldn't help but be startled when they heard this slogan, thinking that this is a battlefield, what do you call "Throwing Grass and Valley..." What do you mean?

The thought on the battlefield lasted only a moment, and then the two sides started fighting.

With just one strike, Shen An cut off his opponent's long sword, which made Bao Zheng, who was so anxious that he climbed up on a chair to watch the fight, couldn't help shouting "Goodbye".

When Shen An slashed his head with a knife, his throat surged, and Jiang Pei who was beside him was so frightened that he quickly supported him.

The fighting was going on in front of them. This was the first time that the soldiers and civilians of Fengxiang Mansion had seen these tragedies at close range.

The horses collided and fell down with a long neigh.

The long knife was waved, and the blood looked particularly charming in the sunlight.

The Song army continued to cut up the defeated troops, and then divided them to surround and kill them.

At this moment, Shen An was no longer needed to fight. He rode his horse and watched the battle. Huang Chun beside him whispered his views on the Xixia people.

"This ranger is good, brave and not afraid of death. Lang Jun, the Xixia people are indeed powerful."

Shen An was looking ahead and suddenly shouted: "Surround and kill them with crossbows!"

The Song army in front began to distance themselves, and then the dense crossbow arrows made those Xixia people useless in their martial arts.

"Their situation is not good, but a harsh environment can produce the strongest warriors."

Huang Chun said in confusion: "But the situation of the Song Dynasty is not much better. It faces enemies on three sides, and neither side is easy."

"But Da Song is used to living with his head down and taking it one day at a time."

The last few Xixia people broke through the blockade of crossbows and came towards Shen An.

They looked ferocious and roared like thunder. They probably discovered Shen An's identity and wanted to kill him.

Shen An drew his sword and said: "Today's Song Dynasty is different. Some people are living in an ignoble existence, but more people will face up to the crisis of the Song Dynasty. This is the meaning of my coming here."

The crossbow arrows came in densely, and these Xixia people were hit by the arrows one after another and fell off their horses. The last one was hit by an arrow in the back, but he still rushed over stubbornly.

"Don't help!"

Shen An shouted softly and the horse started to speed up.

"What's the point of coming here?"

Huang Chun didn't understand the meaning of Shen An's previous words, and then shouted: "Baoyu, protect your husband!"

Yan Baoyu picked up his bow and arrow and followed slowly.

The Xixia man's war horse was also hit by an arrow, and the men and horses came slowly.

His eyes were still fierce, but his back was particularly lonely.

Su Shi watched this scene under the city and couldn't help but said: "Someone has it."

He composed another poem.

The last warrior, Dugu's warrior, was hit by an arrow in the back, but he still moved forward strongly, wanting to kill his opponent.

Such an enemy makes people admire them, and they can't help but want to let him go.

Everyone present felt a sense of desolation.

The war horse neighed and slowly carried its master forward.

It saw a flash of cold light.

Then blood shot out and heads fell to the ground!

Shen An rode over and sheathed his sword, as if he had just cut off a branch.

There was the sound of a human body falling off a horse from behind, followed by the sound of a war horse neighing.

The war horse lowered his head and licked his master with his tongue, but the master who had lost his head did not move at all. It used its head to push it, but there was still no response, so it raised its head and hissed.

With a sad long hiss, Shen An rode his horse to the front of Bao Zheng, dismounted and stepped forward.

"Is it hurt?"

When Bao Zheng saw that he was covered in blood, he felt a little panicked.

Shen An moved his body and read a book www.uukanshu． ｎnet smiled and said: "No."

He felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, that it seemed a little heavier, so he asked Su Shi: "Why are you keeping such a straight face?"

Su Shi said: "The battlefield is so embarrassing!"

Shen An turned around and saw the war horse neighing in circles around his master's body. He suddenly realized and said, "Think about the people who were killed every time, and what these Xixia people were doing at that time. They were burning, killing, and looting. It’s a devilish laugh, so... you’d better keep your thoughts to yourself.”

Shen An has always felt that people who are obsessed with poetry should not be officials because they are too sentimental, have too many ideas, and are not focused on their work.

More than ten people were still lamenting, and Shen An had no choice but to use his killing move: "I think those women who were robbed and sent to Xixia will also sigh for this."

Suddenly, the faces of those sentimental 'poets' turned red.

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The third update is here, good night everyone!