Fu Song

Chapter 652 Crow's Mouth

I put a stone seed in my hand to wash it in water, and then exposed it to the sun. It was crystal clear and very beautiful.Zhang Ren has already collected dozens of such small stone seeds.

No wonder this river is called the Agate River?
Isn't this grain of stone seed a beautiful agate?
"Take this stone back and ask the craftsman to polish it. It's still very beautiful to make into a bracelet." A voice suddenly came from next to his ear. Zhang Ren turned around and saw Ying Jiang Zhouquan. "However, the cost of asking a craftsman to polish it is not low, and the cost of making it is no less than a set of gold ornaments."

Ying Jiang Zhouquan looked down on Zhang Ren very much at first.

At that time, Zhang Ren, who had just entered the camp, hadn't lost the air of a dandy, and the sour smell of a scholar on his body made Zhou Quan extremely displeased. If it weren't for Zhang Ren's appearance, he looked pretty good. Standing there is very majestic, maybe he will deal with him anyway!

Ma Wei, another son of an official who entered the camp with Zhang Ren, was killed at the beginning of the battle.That guy has never been integrated into the army, and he has an air of arrogance, even if he is squeezed out to clean the toilet every day, he refuses to bow his head.

This kind of arrogance is nothing in normal times, it's just that he has no friends, but during the war, it can be fatal.

The war broke out suddenly, and as expected, Ma Wei was indeed among the first batch of casualties.

Even for someone like Zhang Ren, it was the elder Shizhang who deliberately gave him a way out.

At that time, no matter who the old Shizhang appointed to get on the horse and escape, it was all right.

In the face of war, personal power is really very small.

Even though this battle has passed for more than a month, every time Zhang Ren closes his eyes, he can still think of those ragged bandits surrounding him like beasts in all directions under the moonlit night, even if the people in front were cut to death by knives. Fragmentation is still squeezed forward.

Of course, what impresses him the most is the momentum of the countless galloping horses.

At that moment, Zhang Ren felt that nothing could resist such an offensive.

But in the ensuing battle, Song Army infantry made him realize what it means to be as solid as a rock.

Three battalions, with soldiers in the early three thousand years, formed three square formations, facing the impact of countless cavalry in a reverse-shaped formation.

In front of their army formation, there were only some thin horses and antlers.

First, the bow feathers covering the sky and the sun, then Linlin's screaming crossbows, and then the infantry bearing the impact of the cavalry.

In front of the big shield, there were spears like a forest, and the horses neighed and slammed into them. As a swordsman, Zhang Ren could see that some of the soldiers carrying the shield flew up, and some of them lay on the ground like mud on the spot, bleeding from their orifices.

But those charging horses were also forced to stop, and then countless long spears poked in the past, killing all horses and horses in an instant.

Once the opponent's speed slows down, it's time for these big swordsmen to attack.

With a saber in hand, they rushed out stepping on the broken remains of the large shield.

There are no tricks, only mechanically raising the knife, chopping, raising the knife, chopping again!
The one in front died, and the one behind followed, still raising the knife and chopping.

Behind them, the spearmen followed closely, constantly poking out their spears from their sides, and further back, the crossbowmen desperately pulled their bowstrings, pouring their feather arrows into the distance.

Human life is worthless at this time.

Even a guy like Zhang Ren who cherished his life at first didn't have any other concepts in his mind at this time, he only knew how to chop, chop, and chop again.

As long as you are not dead, you have to swing the knife.

It has to be said that Zhang Ren's physique gives him a great advantage in this kind of hand-to-hand combat. Others can kill people at most with one knife, but when he goes down with one knife, he often splits people into two pieces.

But it was this kind of performance that allowed him to step up from corporal leader, even leader, and team leader step by step.

After this battle is over, if he doesn't die, Zhang Ren feels that he can mix with a capital prison or something, and lead a team of a hundred people.

Each battalion of the White Feather Army has a full thousand-plus troops, which is double the size of a regular battalion.

This is also the result of Xiao Cheng acquiescing to their expansion after the Southwest Army went north.

Zhou Quan admires Zhang Ren very much now.

From looking down on to appreciating, it's just a few battles.

When he saw Zhang Ren come back and Lao Shizhang and other people were all killed in battle, Zhou Quan didn't say anything, but he felt extremely regretful in his heart.

Like Lao Shichang and the others, Zhou Quan also came from Guangxi.

But after several battles, he finally understood why the old chief let Zhang Ren escape.

Such a person, if he does not die, will surely flourish.

If he is exhausted, he will be in control in the future, but this person's future is hard to say.

A fierce general must be sent to the army.

If this soldier is unmatched in bravery, has a scholar background, and is from a family of officials and officials, then they will not be able to climb up to the top.

Although the status of warriors has been greatly improved after the defeat of the Song Dynasty, and Xiao Cheng has worked hard to bridge the differences between the civil and military sides after he came to power, the respect of ordinary people for scholars is still universal.

"For the girl you like?" Zhou Quan pinched an agate and asked with a smile.

Zhang Ren shook his head: "No, I'm going to give it to my mother!"

"Ah, so it is like this!" Zhou Quan laughed. "I didn't expect Mr. Xiucai to be so filial!"

"This thing is still very rare. General Zhou won't get some to bring back to his wife? Let's go as soon as we say, and we don't know when we can come here again next time?"

Zhou Quan laughed loudly: "Your family is a big family, and they like such things. My mother-in-law will only say what are you doing with some stones for me? She likes yellow gold, white silver, and jingle bells." Crackling coins!"

Zhang Ren also laughed.

He had heard from the old chief that General Zhou Ying's wife was very powerful. Don't look at General Zhou Ying who yelled five times in front of them, but he was extremely afraid of his own wife. The main reason was that her wife gave birth to three boys and two children. Girls, even in front of the elderly at home, have a lot of face, at least more face than Zhou Quan.

"It's a pity that we can only guard this place, and we can't go to the main battlefield!" Zhou Quan was still a little depressed, "Look, General Liao didn't have a brain problem, why would he send someone here?"

"Not necessarily!" Zhang Ren shook his head and said, "Have you checked the map? If there is really a Liao army coming from here, it will be less than fifty miles away from our logistics battalion in the rear of Sui County. It is really terrible. of."

"Fifty miles, the infantry will have to walk for a whole day. If you think about the fighting power, it will take two days. There are a total of [-] people guarding the heavy camp, and all kinds of weapons are ready!" Zhou Quan said with a chuckle: "There are few people. It doesn't work, there are too many people, there is no suddenness at all, when they arrive, our team will be fully adjusted, what's the use?"

"What about cavalry?" Zhang Ren asked.

Zhou Quan pointed to the opposite bank, and said, "You have a rough picture of the surrounding terrain, don't you? How did the cavalry come? From the enemy-controlled area to our place, there are several rivers along the way. The mountain is steep, and they can’t get here every ten days and a half months. General Wei sent us here just to see that our battalion suffered a lot of losses. It’s just more rewards. We are here, and we have joined the war, right. Guarding the logistics camp, the credit can’t be said.”

"General Zhou Ying will have face in front of General Wei!"

Zhou Quan smiled triumphantly: "I was General Wei's personal guard! The earliest batch of personal guards."

Zhang Renruo nodded his head, no wonder General Zhou Ying was praised for his archery skills, he turned out to be General Wei Wu's personal entourage.

General Wei's accomplishments in archery, even these little soldiers know his reputation.

While talking and joking, the sound of a horse's hoof suddenly came to his ears, Zhou Quan stood up and looked at the opposite side, but his face changed instantly.

The one who ran ahead was the scout who let him go across the river, but the one who went out was a group of five people, but now only one came back, and behind him, two cavalry were chasing after him, but they were obviously enemies.

"Zhang Xiucai, you crow's mouth, you really have enemy cavalry!" Zhou Quan's eyes widened, but his hands stretched to the rear: "Bow, bow!"

His personal guards hurriedly brought over the big bow and a bag of feathered arrows that he was carrying on his back.

On the other side, feathered arrows roared, and the scout horse of the Song army staggered, knocking off the horse soldier, and then ran forward two steps before falling to the ground with a wail.

The scouts of the Song army got up and ran wildly. Behind them, two Liao cavalry were chasing closely, and their feathered arrows whizzed towards them.

Zhou Quan was furious, he leaped across the stone wall of the bridge with his bow in his hand, and ran forward with big strides, Zhang Ren also quickly followed up with his knife in hand.

The two rushed across the river and stood at the bridge, Zhou Quan bent his bow and set his arrows, and the arrows flew towards the two pursuers like lightning.

Unexpectedly, those two pursuers were not mediocre, they easily dodged Zhou Quan's feathered arrows, but they still had the strength to shoot again, towards the scouts.

Seeing the arrival of the reinforcements, the scouts relaxed a little, but just because of this slack, they were shot in the back and fell down.

"I'll save him!" Zhang Ren roared, dragging his saber, and rushed forward.

The fallen soldier raised his upper body, stretched his hands forward, and looked at Zhang Ren who was rushing towards him.

"Help me!" he yelled.

Zhou Quan didn't dare to shoot any more, because Zhang Ren was standing between him and the two Liao cavalry, if one of them was not good, he would hurt his own.

He stomped his feet and ran over with the knife in hand.

Zhang Ren ran behind the scout ahead of the two Liao cavalry, holding the saber tightly in both hands, staring at the galloping horse with his eyes wide open.

The wind was blowing.

At that moment, he suddenly turned sideways in a whirlwind, exerted force at the waist and arms at the same time, and the saber made a half arc, slashing down like a bolt of lightning against the sunlight.

Liao Qi sent a letter with a horizontal knife, and there was a soft cracking sound, butcher Zhang lived up to his reputation.

When the knife goes down, the knife is broken, the person is broken, and the horse is also broken.

The Saber fell heavily to the ground. Zhang Ren kicked it backwards and landed on the back of the saber. Zhang Ren formed a lunge, and the five-foot-long saber slashed forward heavily.

The Liao cavalry horse in the back was startled because the one in front died so quickly, and it was standing up, and its huge hoof fell down. If it was stepped on by this horse's hoof, it would probably lose its braids, but Zhang Ren's saber did not It's just in time.

From the neck of the war horse upwards, he opened the war horse's mouth with a whimper.

This knife, Zhang Ren's strength was not enough, but when the horse fell down, it was full of strength, and the combination of the two made Zhang Ren's knife more powerful.

Liao Qi, who landed on the ground, rolled and fought, his face turned pale, looking at Zhang Ren who looked like a blood man in front of him, he uttered a cry, turned and ran.

At this moment, Zhang Ren was drenched all over his head and body with horse blood, and his image was indeed a bit terrifying.

But within two steps, Zhang Ren raised the saber in his hand and threw it forward.

It's a pity that this cavalryman didn't wear iron armor. When the saber passed, he immediately moved backwards and forwards, leading him to fly several steps, and then he fell down and struggled continuously, and the handle of the saber was constantly flying in the air. shake.

The bloody Zhang Ren walked over, stepped on the opponent's back, grasped the handle of the knife, and pulled out the knife vigorously. The blood spurted out along with the knife, and the man's legs straightened suddenly, and then there was no movement.

Zhou Quan originally wanted to help, but Zhang Ren ended the battle in an instant, so he could only help the injured scout up. Fortunately, the riding bow used by the Liao cavalry was not very powerful, although it penetrated the leather armor. , but not to the point of killing people.

"He really is Butcher Zhang!" Zhou Quan shook his head.

"The battalion general, three thousand soldiers and three thousand Liao cavalry are coming here." The pale-faced scout endured the pain and said loudly.

Damn it!

Zhouquan cursed.

Back on the other side of the bridge, some soldiers picked up several buckets of water from the river and rushed to Zhang Yiren, only then did he return to his original color.

"Three thousand cavalry, they are only cavalry after crossing the bridge!" Zhang Ren said to Zhou Quan: "But the bridge, they are just infantry. If they want to cross the bridge, they have to step over us. General Zhou Ying, on this bridge, They can't tolerate the galloping horses, they have to come down to fight us, and at one time, they can only come up with dozens of people!"

"Is it possible to detour?" another team general asked.

"A detour!" Zhou Quan said: "At this moment, the main battlefield must have already started. This cavalry is divided up to go to the rear of our main force. If they want to detour, they have to go more. It took days to find a place to cross the river, and by then the war would have been over."

"General Zhou Ying, you have won the credit for this, and we are going to make a big fortune." Zhang Ren said with a smile.

"If you're alive, you're going to be big, and if you're dead, you're a fart!" Zhou Quan was a little worried.

"God help me." Zhang Ren said, "It's been raining well for the past two days, and they can't swim across the water, so they can only walk on this single-plank bridge! Captain, maybe we will be the only ones who deserve credit this time." !"

Zhang Ren stood in the middle of the stone bridge, leaning on a saber.

On both sides of the bridge head behind him, a crossbow machine in several stone barriers was also aimed at the half of the stone bridge.

There are also dozens of god-armed crossbowmen wandering around the sides, waiting for the opportunity to shoot cold arrows.

"This is one man blocking the barrier, ten thousand men can't open it!"

Facing the wind blowing, Zhang Ren was a little bit high-spirited.

The sound of hooves was like thunder, and the flags were like clouds. On the opposite side, the dark Liao Qi appeared in their eyes.

It is a serious Liao cavalry.

(End of this chapter)