(The general is on the same page) The Queen of Xixia

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Song's infantry couldn't beat Xixia's heavy cavalry, and they couldn't run and outrun light cavalry, the only bow worthy of praise. .The crossbowmen were restrained by Xixia's cold-forged armor, and ordinary arrowheads could not penetrate at all.In the end, we can only rely on a solid city.

If there is no such anomaly as Wu En, perhaps Xixia would accept Song’s offer of security or peace talks like countless northern peoples who defeated the Song army, and collect Song’s tribute and yearly coins every year, but there is no if.

Three days ago, Xiangzhou.

Wu En, who had been in the Song Dynasty for many years, knew the defensive structure of these cities well. When the catapult was set up, he was ready to throw it at the weak point of the city wall.

The Song Army also had catapults. When dozens of them pulled the rope and threw the stones out, they found that the Xixia army was standing outside the range, and their catapults could not hit the Xixia army at all.

Wu En rode on the horse, raised the corners of his mouth contemptuously, raised his hand, and waved forward.

Dozens of boulders were thrown into the air, and the smashed city walls always made Wu En feel happy.

The next day, over Xiangzhou City, the gunpowder smoke had not cleared.

Wu En watched his soldiers clean up the battlefield, cartloads of corpses were transported away, and more corpses could only be shoveled away with shovels. Under the power of firearms and boulders, many corpses were no longer human.

She was still walking towards the city, and the tragic situation around her could not disturb her pace. After several years of fighting, her heart was already as cold as iron.

She knew that what she had made was the right choice, and she also knew that what she had committed was an unforgivable sin.

There is no way out, so we can only go forward.

She is no longer afraid of the blood of the enemy, and she even begins to enjoy the right to kill others.

No one can casually kill anyone she cares about, and no one can take away what she wants.

The feeling of controlling everything constantly motivates her, turning her into another person. She is truly transforming. Thousands of soldiers are frantically beating their shields with knives, shouting with all their strength, and resonating like thunder. :

"Mars!"

"Mars!"

"Mars!"

The voice drowned her like a torrent.

Yes, she became the God of War of Xixia.

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Chapter 80 Chapter 80 The Daughter

"Mother, just trust me once, the Xixia people are really coming, let's run!"

A few days ago, there were rumors in Bianjing that Xixia people were about to call in, and some people even said that if they didn't run away, they would have no chance.After repeated attempts to appease to no avail, the imperial court resorted to strong measures, and anyone who spread rumors would be arrested.

The man tried to persuade his mother with the package on his back, but was overheard by a group of soldiers passing by and inspecting.

"Xiao Bing, go and warn the mother and son, if you make any noise about unnecessary things, we will take them away!"

"Yes! Captain." Xiaobing replied.

Xiaobing walked up to the mother and son and said solemnly:

"You! If you talk nonsense, don't blame us for being ruthless. It is impossible for Bianjing to be breached."

When the man saw the soldiers coming, he was afraid of causing trouble and said yes repeatedly, but he didn't let go of his mother's hand.

After the soldier completed the task, he went back to continue patrolling with the captain.

Xiaobing's original name was not Xiaobing. He was born and raised in Bianzhou. When he was a child, he heard a lot of stories on the battlefield told by storytellers in restaurants, and he said all day long that he would become a famous general in the future.

I don't know when, friends around him nicknamed him a soldier, laughing at him for not even being a soldier, and wanting to be a general.

After enlisting in the army, there were people who knew him, and this nickname was brought into the army.After the easy-to-remember name spread, few people called him by his original name.

"Little soldier, you will be on duty at the city wall from tonight." The captain looked at the duty schedule in his hand.

"Yes! Captain."

Xiao Bing doesn't like this name, not at all. He obviously has a very good name, but no one wants to call it. After he has made meritorious service, others will definitely call him General Cheng, or Young General Cheng, whatever.

The old pedants in the camp once boasted to him that Bianjing used to be Daliang City, the capital of the Wei Dynasty in the Warring States Period.Standing on the high city wall, Xiao Bing suddenly felt a sense of pride and excitement.

How many times those Tartars in the north have attacked the Song Dynasty, but they have never actually attacked Bianjing. The soldiers believed in the court's rhetoric.

On a boring night, the soldier on duty was fantasizing wildly.

"Soldier."

Suddenly someone called him, it was an officer and soldier he didn't know, and his clothes were of the rank of a lieutenant.

"Come with me, an adult wants to see you."

Xiaobing followed him into the tower, and he recognized the man in official uniform at a glance, it was Hu Qing!

He was once the most trusted staff officer of Ye Zhao, the great general of soldiers and horses in the world. He is a well-known figure in the army and one of the idols worshiped by the soldiers.

He was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He only heard Hu Qing say to the captain:

"Is that him?"

The captain said respectfully: "Yes, Mr. Hu, according to the figure you described, he is the one who resembles him the most."

Body shape? Xiao Bing didn't understand what they were talking about. He looked a little thinner than his colleagues, who were five big and three thick, but his strength was not small, and he didn't have any problems in normal training.

Hu Qing looked at him and said seriously: "Your name is Xiaobing, right? I have a confidential mission for you."

So, after two consecutive days of training, he followed what Hu Qing described, imitating every move of that person, and even dreaming at night, he dreamed that he had become the one whom he admired so much but was out of reach. People - Ye Zhao.

Wearing Ye Zhao's armor and Ye Zhao's mask, he led the tens of thousands of forbidden troops guarding Bianjing to patrol inside and outside the city.

General Ye is back again! All the people in Bianjing seemed to see hope, and they finally calmed down after being in constant panic.

The little soldier rode on a white horse and led the imperial army through the streets over and over again, the palms of the hands holding the big knife were already full of sweat.

He saw a lot of people he knew, and a girl he secretly liked.Although no one recognized him, he still straightened his back proudly.

Finally, a few days later, the Xixia army arrived.

Countless cavalry, densely packed phalanx, he had never seen so many horses and people in his life.

He was trembling all over, and his body was full of goosebumps.

He is afraid, but at this moment, he is the hope of all Song people, he is "Ye Zhao", and he must not back down.

He led the troops to fight according to the order of the military division. The military division said that as long as they hold on for ten days, reinforcements from the south will come to rescue them.

He went from being full of confidence to being shattered a little bit.

It's useless! It's all useless!

In his eyes, the impenetrable city wall was smashed by the catapults of the Xixia people.The sharp arrows can't pierce the heavy armor of the Xixia people.

There are also fireballs falling from the sky, the towers on the city wall began to burn, and the soldiers resisting the enemy fell from the towers one by one.

The most frightening thing was that the seemingly inconspicuous wooden ball made a loud noise when it hit the ground, and whether it was a house or a soldier, it was instantly shattered into pieces.

He glanced back before being surrounded by the Xixia people, Hu Junshi was standing in the burning tower, engulfed in flames.

A ladder was erected, and there were more and more Xixia soldiers on the city wall.

The city was broken, and he was taken prisoner.

The helmet was taken off, and the mask was also torn off and thrown on the ground. He was no longer the aloof General Ye, but he became that humble soldier again. There are more than [-] such soldiers in Bianjing City.

But he is probably the only soldier who can see the king of Xixia with his own eyes.

He was dragged to the king's tent of Xixia, and he saw that man, with the deep face of a foreigner, wearing golden armor with wolf patterns, with a sharp aura all over his body, and his eyes without any emotion were facing him like sharp swords.

His hands trembled slightly in his sleeves, and he was glad that no one else noticed this.He heard her say, "Oh, I thought Ye Zhao had aborted the child, but it turned out to be just a substitute."