A general is a brave soldier, and Brother Bolu is a great warrior in the hearts of Xia people. His death caused the 20,000 soldiers behind him to panic. Xu Zizhen stood alone in front of the formation, but no one dared to rush forward.
Come.
Meng Du has commanded the army for many years and has a very accurate grasp of fighter opportunities. How could he miss this great opportunity? He immediately waved his flag and shouted: "Charge!"
Xia Jun finally reacted, and immediately several horsemen rushed out to snatch Brother Bolu's body. Xu Zizhen stood still in front of the formation and looked at the horsemen coldly.
"kill!"
All five thousand Song troops attacked and surged up like a tide. They separated automatically when they were next to Xu Zizhen. Everyone smiled at him when they passed by him, their eyes full of admiration and admiration. Brother Bolu's head
Raising their morale to the highest point, the Xixia soldiers were already so insignificant in their eyes.
Xu Zizhen sat calmly on his horse and watched the guards rushing forward. He did not attack again because he was almost exhausted and was just holding on. But even if he did not move, he still looked like a man.
Standing conspicuously in front of the formation like a flag.
The battle with the one hundred pursuers at the entrance of the valley had already consumed most of his energy. If Liuli hadn't risked his life to help him at the last moment, he would have "buried loyal bones everywhere in the mountains", plus the time spent rushing back.
There was a galloping horse, and the last desperate battle with Brother Polo. It was pretty good that he could still sit upright and not fall down.
There is a clear contrast between the morale of the two sides. The Xixia army was first burned down by someone inexplicably, and then Xu Zizhen cut off the head of the vanguard. No matter how tough the Xixia people were, they could not withstand such a sudden blow.
Facing the tiger-like five thousand Song troops descending from the mountain, they actually felt fear.
The Song army was like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into the Xixia army. The sound of killing shook the sky like a rainbow. The Xixia army no longer wanted to fight. Although they were still trying to resist, they were still retreating steadily.
Xu Zizhen watched the two armies gradually move north, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief. Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves around him. Liuli and Li Meng rushed up. Before the horse's hooves could stop, Liuli flew up and landed.
In front of Xu Zizhen, he reproached angrily: "Xu Zizhen, do you have to be such a lone hero? Do you know that this is an army of 20,000 people?"
Li Meng also said with a face full of resentment: "Uncle, we agreed to go to the border first, but you left me again!"
When Xu Zizhen and Liuli Limeng rushed back to the pass, they encountered Brother Polu who had defeated three Song generals in a row. He originally wanted to enter the barrier directly, but when he heard Brother Polu's arrogant words, he could no longer hold back.
Stop, leave the two of them behind and rush straight to the front of the formation. Liuli couldn't hold back even if she wanted to.
Seeing the angry expressions of the two of them, Xu Zizhen couldn't help but laugh and scratch his head: "Um... the plan can't change as quickly as it did. Who made this kid so arrogant?" Before Liuli could say anything else, he looked pitiful and said, "Sister Liuli, we
Can we talk about it after we pass the test? Now I am their idol, so you don’t have to teach me a lesson in front of so many people, right?"
This pitiful cry immediately made Liuli laugh, but then she straightened her face and glared: "Who has time to teach you a lesson? I am not one of you!" After saying that, he rolled his eyes and turned around.
Just leave.
Li Meng looked at this and that, leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, what did you do to this sister?"
Xu Zizhen thought to himself that it was probably the same time in Suzhou when he scolded her badly in order to get her to escape quickly. When he thought of the scene at that time, he felt a little guilty and whispered: "Xiao Meng, you have to remember that in the future, you will do it ten thousand times.
Don't offend women, they are petty and have a bad temper, and they can hold grudges for a lifetime."
Liuli's long voice came from the front: "What did you say?"
"Ah? It's nothing, nothing, let's go..." Xu Zizhen hurriedly closed his mouth, winked with Li Meng and headed towards the pass.
As soon as they entered the gate, the three thousand defenders who stayed behind immediately performed a military salute in unison, which shocked Xu Zizhen. He saw a white-faced middle-aged man with a slight beard and a military general in full armor with a smile on his face.
Wen Chengyan and Meng Du came over happily.
Xu Zizhen walked a few steps and came to Wen Chengyan, knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists, and said loudly: "Sir, Xu Zizhen is here to report!"
Wen Chengyan hurriedly stretched out his hands to help him up, looked at him with emotion and said: "Zizhen, thank you for your hard work!"
These simple words have double meanings. One is that he was implicated in the bad incident in Suzhou Prefecture, and the other is that today's single-handed effort has greatly damaged the morale of Xia's army.
Xu Zizhen stood up and grinned: "Sir, you know my temper, so you don't need to be so polite, right?"
Wen Chengyan laughed and said, "This is my fault. Come on, come on, Zizhen. This is Master Meng Dumeng, the general manager of Jincheng Guandu. Master Meng, this is the Xu Zizhen I told you."
Xu Zizhen turned to look at Meng Du and saw that he was also a middle-aged man. He was not too tall and had a kind smile on his face. He looked less like a military attache and more like a civil servant. He also smiled.
He cupped his fists and said, "Mr. Meng, this is the first time we meet, so please take good care of me."
Meng Du laughed loudly and patted his shoulder: "I asked you to give me a shout. Look at me, a soldier in the pass. Now you are a hero in their hearts. Why do you need my attention?"
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Xu Zizhen glanced around, and sure enough he saw deep respect in the eyes of the soldiers. He smiled and clasped his fists around him. He was about to say a few words when he heard Wen Chengyan greeting Liuli with a smile: "Miss Shui
, long time no see.”
Liuli bowed Yingying, opened her red lips and smiled slightly: "Liuli has met Mr. Wen."
Xu Zizhen was startled at the side and asked curiously: "Miss Shui? Is this your last name?"
Liuli glanced at him and said calmly: "Does Mr. Xu have any objections?"
Xu Zizhen laughed and said, "Don't dare, don't dare. As the old saying goes, women are made of water. I think this surname suits you very well. It suits you very well."
Shui Liuli rolled her eyes and still ignored him, but the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, apparently suppressing a smile.
At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from behind Wen Chengyan: "Brother Xu, you are back!" As the words fell, Jin Yuxi ran over like a gust of wind, closely followed by Kou Qiaoyi, who looked nervous and anxious.
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Xu Zizhen smiled and punched Jin Yuxi, then looked at Kou Qiaoyi and said softly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Kou Qiaoyi's face was a little pale, and it was obvious that he had not recovered from his illness. Hearing this, he smiled sweetly: "Young Master is very brave, so Qiao Yi naturally believes that Young Master will be fine."
Xu Zizhen opened his mouth and was about to speak. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Shui Liuli secretly looking at Kou Qiaoyi. He suddenly became playful, walked to Shui Liuli, and said to Kou Qiaoyi seriously: "Qiaoyi, this is
Shui Liuli, Miss Shui." As he spoke, he suddenly reached out and put his arms around Shui Liuli's shoulders.
Shui Liuli was caught off guard and caught in his arms. Her heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to dodge, she saw Kou Qiaoyi step forward and give her a deep blessing: "Slave Qiaoyi has seen the young lady before."