Spring and Autumn I Am King

Ji Ying had another dream just now, dreaming that she was still in the baby, holding the crystal white Kunlun jade ring tightly in her hand. (Baidu search network updates the fastest and most stable) She only dared to hide in her mother's arms, bury her head and close her eyes, and did not dare to watch the tragic battlefield and **** killing, because in the sea of ​​blood, it was Zhao Wuxi who was covered in injuries... …

"It's just a dream, Wu Xie said that he will only go to the **** and nothing will happen."

She bit her red lips, took a few deep breaths, and closed the door of the side hall before the black-clothed guards who were guarding outside came over. The season is a little unusual, and the south wind is particularly strong tonight.

After the door was closed, the copper-framed candle, which was flickering like her mood, gradually stabilized.

Ji Ying paced over and threw an autumn coat over Le Lingzi, who was sleeping in front of the sick bed. After resting for half the night, she began to accompany Ji Ying day and night, taking care of her father Zhao Yang.

Afterwards, Ji Yingqu sat beside Zhao Yang's sickbed, tucked the quilt for him, and murmured about his worries.

"My father is like the big tree of Zhao's family. He has shielded his daughter from the wind and rain for more than ten years. In the past year, Wu Xian's efforts have been seen by her daughter, but it is not enough. If the father is not there, Wu Xian may not be able to. Completely control the situation, I really don’t know how the clan will support it, and my daughter may be like duckweed again, with nowhere to go…”

At this moment, she found out that the left hand of the General of Jin State, which she usually wiped clean and put it firmly under the quilt, stretched out at some point.

Ji Ying rubbed his eyes incredulously, but saw that his palm was already tightly clenched into a fist, as if he was fighting against fate!

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Chengxiang.

The enemy outside the wall began to withdraw, and the sound of Ming Jin sounded very hastily.

The people in the village did not let them go easily. Under Zhao Wuxi's call, they followed closely behind and trotted in formation, chasing the remnant enemy.

Although the ancient military salute said that "the ancients can drive only a hundred paces, and they can't reach three homes (ninety li. But now is the Spring and Autumn period of "the collapse of rituals and music", and almost no army will follow this rule, not to mention that the other party is the "pirate bandit" who should be killed.

But the opponent had five battles, and only two battles were left. The remaining three teams still maintain a complete system. After returning to the cornfield, they protected their commander, walking steadily at first, and running faster and faster at the end. The brigade flew away, leaving only dead bodies on the ground.

After the fierce battle, the people in Chengxiang were exhausted. After chasing out of the wall, they only had time to kill or capture dozens of scattered and remnant enemies. The others could only watch helplessly as they retreated down the mountain.

After the enemy in the field of vision had disappeared and the raised dust had fallen to the ground, the soldiers in Chengxiang were a little lost.

Someone in the array murmured, "Win?"

"Victory!" They burst into cheers, and some people couldn't help crying. They were glad to be alive, but also mourned for their relatives, friends and neighbors who died. During the period, there were some people laughing.

"Will it come back?" After the mood stabilized, some Chinese and savages were still apprehensive. The rain-like arrows just now caused them heavy casualties.

"Who dares to come back!?" Tian Ben shouted in a loud voice, and he waved his hand exaggeratedly: "You only need a gentleman and a thunderbolt, this generation is all powder!"

Everyone was right when they thought about it, and they all sighed in relief immediately, and then looked at Zhao Wuxi and burst into cheers.

"A gentleman wins!"

Everyone was shouting with arms raised, their eyes full of fanatical worship and look up.

From Zhao Wuxi's attack on the mountain road to the attack and defense of Chengxiang after nightfall. There are thousands of enemies in total, called pirates. In fact, the elite soldiers had more than 100 strong bows, the armored soldiers were the forerunners, and finally even the most powerful "Wei Xianzi square" of the Jin army was deployed.

The attackers broke through the walls of Chengxiang's watchtowers. Then the two sides fought hard and fought hard, and the whole **** passed, and now there is finally a result.

However, because of the final loud noise that established the victory, in the eyes of everyone, tonight's victory. It belongs entirely to a gentleman: he instructed everyone to take advantage of the wind direction to suppress the opponent's archers, and then set up a horizontal formation to repel the opponent's infantry three times in a row. In the end, when he was forced into a desperate situation, he also used mysterious means to trigger "Tian Lei", which completely destroyed the morale of the opponent.

But Zhao Wuxi said that victory belongs to everyone.

He didn't admit or deny the speculation about the strange power, but laughed without answering, saying, "Thanks to everyone's efforts."

In the eyes of everyone, this is even more mysterious and unpredictable. A gentleman has great ability, but he is so humble.

Wu Xie added: "Although the back door thieves are gone, it is still unknown whether there will be another attack at night. There are a hundred people here to guard, and the rest will follow me to the front door, and cooperate with the sheep tongue Sima to chase down the group of thieves!"

Just now, Yang Tongrong and Xiangsi sent people to inquire. From everyone's gossip, they learned that the mysterious loud noise was the "Tian Lei" led by the gentleman with the help of "the power of ghosts and gods".

By the time Wu Xie and the others arrived at the front door, the battle here was over.

Lu Liang's group of thieves is worthy of being a professional. After hearing that the sound was not right, Hu Ying began to yell at his cronies and prepare to retreat. This would have long since escaped like a rabbit, leaving only a hundred or so thieves who were too late to escape, blocked by Yang Tongrong and Zhao Wuxi, and immediately knelt down and asked to surrender.

In this regard, Zhao Wuxi said with regret: "It's a pity that my cavalry is scattered in three places, and it has been damaged a lot tonight..."

Otherwise, he is sure to send someone to chase after him and bite him hard, leaving a hundred more people behind.

At this time, he looked up in the direction of the lower palace, only to find that the morning star had quietly risen, and the sky would be bright.

But all this was not over yet, Zhao Wuxi issued a series of orders: "I know everyone is tired, but they can't be careless. According to the two soldiers, rest in batches, and the rest wait, gather the people of the village, prepare to clean the battlefield and repair the walls. !"

After hearing this sentence, everyone's heart was a little heavy.

Although from the offensive and defensive battle, Zhao Wuxi led the fighters to suppress the enemy archers, but the opponent's manpower was too large, and a single salvo could top the fighters five or six times. Therefore, the people of the country and the wild without armor and armor were shot and injured more, and in the later hand-to-hand combat, the villagers also suffered a lot of injuries.

Dou Pengzu, Ji Qiao and other villagers who had not participated in the battle had already come here, and their scalps were numb as they watched the casualties in one place.

Yang Tong Rong led his soldiers to capture and guard the prisoners, while the rest of the village officials directed the uninjured people to clean up the battlefield.

Ji Qiao plans carefully and is responsible for living within his means. He knew that Chengxiang suffered a great loss last night. No casualties were counted, many buildings collapsed, and even the cornfields outside the city were trampled into a mess. Fortunately, the enemy had already lost their nerve when they retreated. If a fire is set, it will make Chengxiang lose nothing.

Therefore, some compensation must be made on the spot, the fallen weapons must be picked up, and the property and armor on the corpse must not be wasted. Have to peel off one by one.

Dou Pengzu asked the people to carry the incapacitated wounded to the village temple, and the severely wounded of the enemy were killed. As for the corpses, the enemy's corpses are first thrown out of the wall and piled up. They will be burned or pitted to prevent epidemics, and their own people's corpses will be properly placed on the cuju field where the grass is withered and yellow.

By the time the sky turned white, the messy battlefield was almost cleaned up. As the battlefield search was carried out, people found the bodies of their relatives one after another, and they recognized each other on the Cuju arena, and then there was a burst of wailing, and the whole township was shrouded in grief.

Zhao Wuxi was exhausted. Sitting on a broken wall, looking at the dawn sky, not wanting to move.

Taking care of the wounded at the village temple, Wei, who had not slept, came over to wipe the ashes and scratches on his face. The girl's slender fingers were also trembling slightly as she felt a small piece of the animal-faced copper chest protector dented by the arrow.

According to her, both Wang Sunqi and Xing Ao woke up and were fine, but their faces were pale. But Zhao Wuxi was not at ease with Cheng Wu's half-bucket of witch doctor. After a while, I have to arrange it myself. If possible, I will ask Bian Que, a doctor in the lower palace, or send apprentices to heal the wounds of the villagers.

"What needs to be done most now is to lick the wounds of Chengxiang."

After sitting for a while, Zhao Wuxi also heard the faint cry over there, so he stood up and rode a horse to tour the township.

Chengxiang is currently chaotic and orderly, and the bodies of soldiers and people have all been gathered up. The captives were also separated. Watch carefully. Some people were whipped with whips, repairing the collapsed walls, moving some earth and stones to build up, because no one knows whether there will be a war next.

Everywhere Zhao Wuxi went, there would be a burst of fanatical cheers, and the eyes of the enemy prisoners who were tied to straw ropes and knelt on the ground showed fear in their eyes.

This time pretending to be a ghost, it seems to be a bit of a big game. After tonight, his reputation will probably spread to Xinjiang and Liuqing's ears. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"Have the casualties and seizures been counted?" Zhao Wuxi beckoned to the crowd, and after comforting the family of the deceased, he asked Cheng Tuan next to him.

"A total of 52 people in Chengxiang were killed and 233 people were injured. Among them, 26 people were killed and 49 people were wounded by the guards, the soldiers, the soldiers, and 49 people. The rest were national and wild people."

In ancient cold weapon combat, because of its low lethality, the wounded were far greater than the dead. More often, they died of tetanus and other reasons because of inadequate medical care. The attackers on the opposite side suffered 500 casualties, but in reality they were only more than 100 dead and 400 injured.

As a result, Chengxiang Qili had to put on the plain manuscript and the ink pendant. If Zhao Wuxi hadn't used a trick to scare away all the enemies at the last moment, the casualties would have been even more.

Cheng Tuan then reported the casualties and exploits of various arms.

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Zhao Wuxi sighed, in the battle tonight, the two men started to fight continuously from the rescue on the mountain road. They defended the enemy on the watchtower, causing at least more than 200 casualties on the other side. They were the biggest contributors in this battle!

"The people who died for me, this gentleman will keep in mind, and will reward them one by one and compensate their families."

"These prisoners must be strictly guarded. Chengxiang suffered a huge loss in this battle, 40% of the soldiers were casualties, and the property and buildings were immeasurable. At present, we can only count on them to make up for it. Pick out the military officials and let Tian Ben. Take people to be tortured, be frightened, and be sure to ask for their confessions!"

Those who instigated this attack, Zhao Wuxi will regard them as enemies and must not let them go! (To be continued.)

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