"Commander Zong, the food and salary from the imperial court have not arrived."
"It's an expected thing." Zongze was very calm and said with a smile: "It would be strange if it was given to us."
He was surrounded by trusted generals, and he was not afraid of affecting his morale. Zongze said with a sharp look: "I once served as the prefect of Youyan, and I am well aware of the ferocity of the group of privet Tatars in the north. Now the imperial court has sent the Western Army to the north.
Our troops have been reduced sharply, and we are afraid that the Tatars will take advantage of the situation. We must fight quickly, not for greed of merit, but also for the livelihood of the people."
"Do you need these reasons for a quick victory?" Han Shizhong sneered: "If we don't win a quick victory, we will all starve to death in this bird mountain. Today we all ate a belly full of roasted bean worms, damn it!"
Yue Fei didn't speak, and Zhu Wu beside him didn't speak either. He looked at the vast mountains and knew very well in his heart.
Han Shizhong was expressing dissatisfaction because Zongze was gambling with all their lives.
Famous generals are all strategists, thinking about defeat before winning. It is rare to fight like this.
But think about it carefully, does Zongze have a choice?
He didn't.
Because if he didn't fight, the Song Dynasty would never be able to destroy Fang La again.
After their troops and horses have exhausted their energy, they will either disband and go home, or they will be deployed as soldiers in various places.
When the Tatars enter the pass, they will be attacked from the north and the south, and it will be difficult for the Song Dynasty to survive.
Just half a month ago, the situation had not reached this point, but the government and the government had made frequent missteps, leading to today's situation.
What is ridiculous is that Cai Jing, who is in the middle of the court, is not aware of the crisis, and is even focused on fighting among himself and seizing power.
The Song Dynasty is destroyed, so what's the point of holding all the power of the Song Dynasty in your hands?
Zhu Wu secretly observed that among the generals present, the most important ones were undoubtedly Han Shizhong and Yue Fei.
Among them, Yue Fei didn't say a word, and looked straight ahead with firm eyes. It seemed that he agreed with Zongze's move and planned to fight to the death for his country.
Han Shizhong's eyes were wandering and he often cursed in a low voice. He probably didn't want to gamble his life for the Song Dynasty.
A gust of wind suddenly rose, and screams and wails were heard in front of them.
Yue Fei jumped up and saw a group of Mingjiao soldiers and horses wearing light green uniforms standing on the trees in front of him.
"Giant wooden flag!"
A strong general emerged from the crowd, looking at the soldiers and horses in front of him with some disdain in his eyes.
"These are the soldiers and horses of the Song Dynasty? Didn't they say that the Song Dynasty was rich and the Six Dynasties were rich? Why did they send a group of beggar soldiers? I don't know, they thought they were joining the beggar gang."
Yue Fei looked at it intently. The military commander in front of him was unusually tall and exuded with fighting spirit. There was no doubt that he was the top military commander in the Six Dynasties.
Yue Fei couldn't help but frown. He knew the leaders of the Ming Cult in Qingxi Cave very well. The characteristics, personalities, and martial arts of each of them were imprinted in Yue Fei's mind. He often thought over and over how to deal with the enemy.
There is no doubt that the military commander who suddenly appeared in front of him is not a known master of Mingjiao.
Among the generals in the Ming Cult, there is probably only one Wang Yin who has this kind of momentum, and Wang Yin has fought against him.
The general on horseback raised his spear and said, "Who dares to fight?"
Han Shizhong cursed angrily, vented his anger on the military commander who suddenly appeared, and jumped forward to stab him.
Zongze began to command his troops and set up the formation in an orderly manner. Since the opponent was the famous general Ju Muqi, he was certainly proficient in the formation.
Zongze was not surprised by the attack. Their whereabouts were under the eyes of the Mingjiao. After all, this was Qingxi Cave, Fang La's lair.
But the sudden appearance of a military commander in front of him also caught him off guard. The man's aura was like that of a general who has fought a hundred battles.
And he was in his prime, so military generals like this were by no means unknown in the Six Dynasties.
"Can I leave my name for the coming general?"
Zhu Gaoxu felt sad in his heart: I am the heir of the Ming Dynasty. My father was a hero, and my grandfather was even more so. Unfortunately, I have been persecuted by my nephew and turned to the bandits. How can I use my old identity to stain my bloodline?
"I am Gao Hanyang!"
"Who am I to be a bastard? It turns out he is a shady guy. Just take a shot from me." Han Shizhong knew as soon as he heard that this guy had a fake name, so he shot him with a gun.
Two people were engaged in a fierce battle in the jungle. The surrounding trees were broken, the mountains collapsed, and the ground was torn apart. It was difficult to tell the winner.
Although Zhu Gaoxu has a high status, he made great military exploits during the Jingnan period. He has never given up his martial arts skills in his life, and he is actually a fierce general.
Everyone is very aware of Han Shizhong's abilities. Seeing that the enemy will not fall behind at this time, they can't help but admire him.
"I never thought that among the Ming Cult, there are still such generals who have never taken action. Commander Zong, do you think we can successfully defeat the Ming Cult?" Yue Fei clenched the weapon in his hand and asked in a low voice.
A trace of cruelty flashed in Zongze's eyes, "Charge!"
The shouts of killing shook the heaven and the earth. Two groups of men and horses were killed in a dense forest. Blood flowed everywhere, and the color of the sky and the earth changed——
Shenxiao Palace, Alchemy Room.
The fire was blazing in the furnace, and there were no Taoist boys around, only two Taoist priests sitting there.
They are Lin Lingsu, the current national master, and Li Yu, the headmaster of Zhengjing Sect.
The two people activated their spiritual power respectively, and a ray of flame shot out from Li Yu's palm and wrapped around the alchemy furnace.
On the other side, Lin Lingsu encouraged the wind and controlled the heat. Although it was the first time for the two of them to cooperate, they had a perfect understanding.
Soon, the alchemy furnace was opened, and a strong fragrance lingered for a long time.
A foundation-building pill flew out from the furnace, and it was certainly unusual for the two masters to jointly practice it.
After it came out of the oven, Li Yu took it in his hand, smelled it, and said with a smile: "Not bad."
The two looked at each other, then looked outside the hall at the same time, "Come in."
Xue Baoqin stepped in. The threshold of the alchemy room was a bit high for her. She had to raise her feet hard to get in. It was very difficult to walk.
She looked at the huge alchemy furnace in front of her, with the fragrant fragrance flowing from her nose, and was shocked in her heart.
Is this a fairy?
Lin Lingsu looked at her and said with a smile: "From now on, you will be a disciple of Shenxiao Palace. You will learn Taoism, poetry, and the art of governing the country here."
Xue Baoqin was a little confused. Even if he came to Shenxiao Palace to learn Taoism, why should he learn how to govern the country?
Although she didn't quite understand it, when Xue Baoqin came, her family had already told her that this was a rare opportunity.
So she quickly bent down and said obediently: "Meet Master."
Li Yu moved his fingers, and a paper crane flew out from his fingers. A moment later, the paper crane flapped its wings and flew back.
There was a little girl on the back of the paper crane. Xue Baoqin looked up and couldn't help but feel a little lost.
What a beautiful lady.
Fu Jin jumped off the paper crane, patted the paper crane and said, "He'er, He'er, thank you for your hard work."
The paper crane quickly dissipated, and then Fu Jin saw Li Yu and jumped forward. He saw Xue Baoqin on the road.
"Hey, what a beautiful little sister. My name is Zhao Fujin, what's your name?"
"Back to sister, my name is Xue Baoqin."
"Fujin, hold my sister's hand." Li Yu said.
Zhao Fujin was very obedient, holding Xue Baoqin's little hand and smiling happily at her. Xue Baoqin was a little shy and lowered his head.
"From now on, you will eat and sleep together, practice Taoism together, and study together."
