Chapter 33 Uninvited Guest

The victory or defeat of the battle took a fundamental change at this moment. It turned out that although the barbarians had fallen behind, they still had the confidence to fight with the Song army, because they had fought several victories before, and their inherent fear of the Song army had long been forgotten. They firmly believed that as long as they persisted, victory must belong to their own, and they could definitely kill all these Song army and civilian husbands to comfort their death. Companions.

But when they saw that their leader Mu Min was stabbed to death by Xu Jinghong and fell into a pool of blood, their thoughts immediately changed 180 degrees. On the battlefield, the attitude of the general determines the determination of the soldiers, and the survival of the general dominates the success or failure of the battle. Seeing Mu Min fall to the ground and fall to the ground, the barbarian's fighting spirit suddenly collapsed.

After seeing that the leader of the barbarians was killed by Xu Jinghong, the Song army was even more excited. Everyone rushed forward bravely, as if the fierce barbarians in front of them was not at all, but a group of lambs to be slaughtered. In this way, the barbarians naturally did not have the courage to continue fighting. I don't know who set an example first. After a burst of ghost crying and howling, the barbarians turned around and drilled into the steep mountains and dense forests on both sides.

The barbarians know at least that they are much better in the forest and in the mountains than the Song people. If they want to save their lives, they must rush to these places.

The escape of the barbarians aroused the courage of the Song army, that is, those civilians had strode up, and countless weapons fell on the enemy who fled desperately in front of them. As long as one person is knocked down, what awaits him is seven or eight blunt and different weapons are smashed and cut on his body until his body is split in a blink of an eye.

They fled and chased like this until the barbarians completely penetrated into the deep forest and the Song people could no longer catch up with them. At this time, the ground along the way was full of all kinds of dead barbarians, more than 200. In addition, the enemies killed by Xu Jinghong and others on the battlefield over there, this time the barbarians invaded and left nearly 500 bodies.

Xu Jinghong was also a little surprised by the strength of these soldiers and people, who could kill the enemy's corpses everywhere in one go. It can be seen that the soldiers and people on the southwest border have great potential to dig. However, in order not to produce other branches, Xu Jinghong still ordered people to ring the gong and chase the soldiers and people who rushed up the mountain to return.

Half an hour later, it was already dark, and the Song army had gathered in one place again. After inspection, they found that there were many casualties on their side. 170 people died in the battle, and more than half of the others were injured. Eighteen people in the fifth team also died at the hands of the barbarians, but the barbarians who died at their hands were several times this number, so there was no sadness on everyone's faces. After all, they were border soldiers and naturally understood the cruelty of the war.

However, Xu Jinghong was not in a good mood. He came out with the brothers of the fifth team. Originally, he wanted them to make contributions with him, but he didn't expect that 18 brothers died here after only halfway. Looking at the neatly arranged brothers, Xu Jinghong stood in a daze and didn't say anything for a long time.

Other soldiers also restrained their original excitement when they saw this, but their eyes were much more resolute than a day ago, and they looked at Xu Jinghong with more admiration. They watched Xu Jinghong enter the enemy's front and retreat like a demon god. In this team of worshiping the strong, it naturally made everyone respect him. And now his memory of his brother moved the soldiers again. Unconsciously, everyone had the idea of following Xu Jinghong.

After a long time, Xu Jinghong came out of his heavy heart. He looked at the soldiers and people in front of him: "Everyone has done a good job today. It is an honor for everyone to do everything he should do when he meets the enemy as a soldier. It is an honor for everyone to be able to kill hundreds of enemies. I will definitely tell General Wang and Governor Liu all this, and you will definitely be rewarded by them!"

At this time, everyone cheered, and they knew that they had a good start.

In this era, Song regarded literature and martial arts equally, at least on the surface. However, it is much more difficult for martial artists to be promoted than literati. If ordinary soldiers want to improve, in addition to their qualifications and the support of nobles, they rely on the achievements of killing the enemy. Qualifications are not something that everyone can survive, and there is nothing to get the support of nobles, so for soldiers, the most direct means is to kill the enemy and make contributions.

However, in the past ten or twenty years, Song has rarely fought with foreign enemies, and there are only small-scale conflicts. For the southwest, there has not even been many battles. How can soldiers have a chance to get ahead? This time, the war finally started because of the invasion of the barbarians, but the soldiers in the Xuanzi camp still had no chance to go to the front line, and this time it was just to escort food and fodder.

Unexpectedly, this escort of food and fodder really made friends with the barbarians and won the victory, which was indeed enough to make the soldiers happy. Many of them may be able to get out of the lowest soldiers and get a better background! And all this was done by Xu Jinghong with them. How can everyone not be grateful to him?

Xu Jinghong didn't think much about this, but ordered everyone to clean up the battlefield before it was completely dark. See if there are any living people, and get rid of the barbarians who may still survive, and cut off their heads. This is evidence of everyone's victory and achievements. As for the others, they continued to move forward for a distance, then camped there, rested overnight, and then went west.

At the time, everything was completed, and the heads of hundreds of barbarians were strung together and put on one of the cars. The wounded on their side were also well taken care of and bandaged their wounds to rest. The other soldiers also fell asleep peacefully because of today's hard battle, and the whole camp fell into silence. Only more than ten soldiers guarding the leaves were distributed behind the front camp to prevent the barbarians from returning.

In Xu Jinghong's account, Tian Dahu and other cronies gathered together. Several of them were not hurt much because of their martial arts skills, and they were still energetic, so Xu Jinghong came as soon as he shouted.

"Team Zheng, what did you come to us?" Tian Dahu asked as soon as he entered the account.

"Although we have won this battle, we have a fluke after all. And our combat effectiveness is indeed too weak. If we encounter a second barbarian raid, I'm afraid we can't resist it. Seeing that they were all his own people, Xu Jinghong did not hide any more and said his worries.

Indeed, although this battle has been won, no one can guarantee that they can continue to win with their strength. If the barbarians still have soldiers and horses and are fully prepared, they are likely to be defeated by the enemy.

"What is the team trying to do?" Everyone looked at Xu Jinghong and asked.

"Now we have to go to Dingxi for help. I hope they can send people to pick us up in time." Xu Jinghong said his opinion: "I came to you to discuss who will go to Dingxi first to ask for help."

"I'll go!" Tian Dahu said, "At least I have been in the army for a while, and I know more people than you. It's easy to talk when I go to Dingxi."

Xu Jinghong nodded: "Okay, you go. But I'm still a little worried about you alone, so I'll let the old dog go with you, so that we can take care of each other. Tian Dahu nodded quickly and agreed.

After discussing the next stop, everyone dispersed. Xu Jinghong did not fall asleep immediately, but pulled out the captured long knife from behind him. Looking at the knife with a cold light under the light of the lights, Xu Jinghong once again gave a sincere admiration. This knife is five feet and four cents long and weighs 13 catties. It is neither light nor heavy, and is suitable for confrontation with the enemy on the battlefield.

What makes Xu Jinghong feel more heart-wrenched, or the feeling of the whole knife. It seems that the body of the whole knife is made of fast steel in one breath. Whether it is the lines on the knife or the blood groove, it has been perfectly integrated with this knife, more than any one he has ever seen before. The knives of the times are sharp and strong.

A Japanese knife that should never appear in the hands of barbarians appeared here, which made Xu Jinghong marvel. But he didn't know that this knife was not what he thought was a Japanese knife, but a later knife. The Japanese knife was also cast by imitating the structure of the seedling knife, and although the Chinese nation was the founder of this knife, it finally failed to spread this sharp weapon to kill the enemy on the battlefield because of steel.

"What a good knife..." Finally, he took a knife in his chest: "In the future, you will be my portable weapon. I hope you can let me drink the enemy's blood, and you will drink the blood of the first enemy today!"

As soon as the words fell, the long knife in Xu Jinghong's hand had suddenly stabbed out of his side, piercing through the wall of the tent behind him and outside the tent. There was a muffled sound immediately outside, and at the same time, Xu Jinghong had already scratched the knife down, made a cut in the wall of the tent, and then hit the wall of the tent fiercely, and he suddenly leaped out of the tent.

In front of Xu Jinghong, there was a man in coarse cloth, looking like an ordinary civilian husband. But now he is not as simple as a civilian husband should have, but staring at Xu Jinghong with cold eyes. His shoulder is still bleeding, which was hurt by Xu Jinghong's sudden knife.

This movement immediately shocked the other soldiers around the tent. Everyone ran out of their tents, carrying weapons in their hands, and instantly surrounded the uninvited guest.

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