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Jingdong Fengming Chapter 313 The End

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    Chapter 313 The End But Zhao Juan has not forgotten Wen Erlang¡¯s probing horses.  "The rest of the warriors, treat them well! Good wine and good meat!" Zhao Yan said cheerfully.  "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!" Wen Erlang and others were immediately surprised. During the march, it was rare to have good wine and meat!  Meat is okay, but even if you have good wine, you can't drink too much. Drinking too much will break military regulations!  Why don¡¯t you surprise Wenjiro and the others?  After learning about the situation of the Xixia Army, Zhao Juan did not stay too long and left Wen Erlang and others behind to guard the donkeys and horses.  Everyone else mounted their horses and went to fight. This was Zhao Yan's first battle in Xixia. This battle must be won!  It was already afternoon. The Beiwei Army of more than 400 people fought against the Xixia Army with great achievements for the first time. Everyone was very nervous.  Zhao Juan did not give a morale-boosting speech. This was an army he had built by himself. Compared to his speeches, Zhao Juan's actions were more inspiring.  He did not walk in the safest middle of the team because of his identity. Zhao Juan rode his horse on the front line, and the Queyue Wuzui horse galloped happily on the plains. The dark red cloak fluttered in the wind, shining in the sun and making people dazzling.  The red light is like blood, like fire, and like the sun.  It was around two o'clock in the afternoon when a heavy rain suddenly began. At the transition between autumn and winter, the weather is changeable. The heavy rain may not last long, but it will be extremely violent.  "Your Majesty, let's find a place to take shelter from the rain!" Liao Chen did not stay to drink and celebrate. He rode his horse to catch up with Zhao Jun, squinting his eyes and shouting loudly.  "No!" Zhao Juan straightened his back on the horse.  The wind and rain did not bend his back even one inch.  He seems to be the mountain.  It's like a cast iron man.  "It's raining too much. It's easy to get lost while marching in this condition! And the rain in this season comes and goes quickly, so it won't waste much time!" At this time, it was not Liao Chen, but a soldier sent there.  At the head of the Zhenrong army, his main responsibility is to lead the way.  "No! You all think so, but what about those Xixia thieves' scouting horses and sentries? Do they also think so? This is our opportunity! It is the opportunity given to us by God. If we don't catch it, then we will lose the victory.  Delivered to the enemy!" Zhao Juan said with determination, fearless of the rain falling down his cheeks.  "In that case! Your Majesty, let the general lead the people to clear the way in front!" Liao Chen looked at Zhao Jun with a determined face, with iron-like determination in his eyes.  "Okay!" Zhao Juan and Liao Chen looked at each other for a while and nodded decisively.  Liao Chen promised, and immediately led more than 20 riders out of the queue, and soon disappeared into the rain.  Zhao Juan and his party walked for about fifteen minutes and saw a sentry tower. When they quickly approached, they found that there were no enemies in the sentry tower.  Instead, a pile of corpses of Xixia soldiers were left under the guard tower.  There were about five or six of them, but Zhao Juan didn't count them in detail.  "Liao Chen was really neat and tidy. He killed these Xixia thieves so quickly!" Zhao Yingwu praised, but he immediately sighed: "Why was I a step too late?" Zhao Jian smiled and ignored the group.  Continuing to set off, not long after, we encountered another sentry tower.  But as expected of the sentry tower, there was still a pile of corpses left underneath, still about five or six.  There were no corpses or wounded soldiers of the Wei Army on their backs. It seemed that both attacks went smoothly. This also proved that the Xixia Army relaxed its vigilance during the heavy rain.  At the foot of Wuyan Mountain, Yeli Wangrong did not take seriously the Tibetan soldiers brought by Han Tiemu. If it were not for the purpose of persuading him to surrender, he would have captured Han Tiemu and the rest.  When the heavy rain came, Yeli Wangrong didn't pay attention. Instead, he asked two Han women caught along the way to accompany him. Looking at the pitiful appearance of the Han women, Yeli Wangrong felt a sense of pleasure.  Fill your heart.  "You Song people were so arrogant in the past. Now, don't your wives and daughters have to kneel under my crotch and moan in order to survive?"  Hahaha!  Since the commander is like this, the generals and soldiers below are self-evident.  Zhao Juan arrived near Wuyan Mountain and did not launch an attack rashly. In the heavy rain, he reined in his horse near a small hill.  From here, he could roughly see the situation of the Xixia military camp. Three Xixia military branches surrounded Wuyan Mountain. However, it could be seen from the tents that the military camp in the south was the most important, and there were not many troops in other directions.  , tents are sparse.  There aren't many soldiers and horses coming to set up defenses.  The military camp in the south is located on the edge of Wuyanchuan River. It was presumably used to collect water for precaution, but now that it has rained heavily, it has become a low-lying area where rainwater gathers.  The soldiers of the Xixia Army were very dissatisfied with this. Almost no one came out of the tent, and there were not even many torches. The darkness gave people a lifeless feeling. It was really hard to imagine that there were nearly two thousand barbarians stationed in such a military camp.   A group of people came over in the dark and were quickly discovered and stopped by Bei Weijun.  Zhao Yan took a closer look and saw the figure of Liao Chen.  Sure enough, it didn't take long, and Liao Chen had already rode up to Zhao Juan, probably to reveal his identity.  Liao Chen wiped the rain off his face and said angrily to Zhao Juan: "Your Majesty, do you want to attack now?" Zhao Juan looked at it intently for a while and said decisively: "Attack from the southwest! The wooden fence there is the weakest!  " "Yes!" Liao Chen and others promised in a low voice, their voices filled with unconcealable enthusiasm.  The Xixia army had no reaction at all. It was only when Liao Chen personally led his men to kill them about 20 steps to Muzha that they discovered it, but by this time it was already too late.  Liao Chen roared, rushed to the edge of the wooden fence with his tomahawk, and swung it, causing sawdust to fly.  The flimsy wooden fence edge had collapsed to the ground.  "Kill!" Liao Chen took the lead. The soldiers of the Xixia Army who were on duty that round were no match at all. I don't know whether it was because of panic or because the rain had wet the barrels of their guns. They couldn't even hold their spears firmly.  Liao Chen threw the tomahawk with a ferocious smile. The tomahawk made a shuddering whistling sound. A Xixia Army soldier was shrouded in fear and did not react at all.  "Plop!" The battle ax fell on his head, splitting half of his skull away.  Red and white mixed in the falling rain and splashed out.  The other soldiers who carried the Wei army were not willing to lag behind.  Everyone roared and rushed over on horseback.  Some don't even have to wield their weapons.  As soon as the war horse collided, the Xixia Army soldier he was aiming at was almost killed by the collision.  "Charge! Run!" Zhao Juan charged in from behind, his roar spreading in all directions amid the rain.  ¡°Kill!¡± The shouts of killing broke through the silent rain curtain.  The soldiers of the Xixia Army did not react at all. They had no idea why the enemy came to the military camp quietly at this time.  Where are the kite scouts outside?  Damn it, are they all lazy?  No one knows the truth now, and the soldiers of the Xixia Army can only face the beheading of the Beiwei Army helplessly.  A still somewhat ignorant Xixia Army soldier rushed out with a spear and a weapon.  We haven't seen clearly where the enemy is yet.  An arrow had already cut through the rain curtain, and "Poof!" the arrow pierced his throat, blood splashed out, mixed with the rain, and fell to the ground turning into a charming crimson color.  The Xixia Army soldiers¡¯ eyes were wide open, but they could only hold their throats helplessly and slowly fell into the rain.  "Charge! Charge!" Zhao Juan seemed to be aroused by an endless machine, roaring continuously, leading his soldiers to trample the enemy.  There, the soldiers of the Xixia Army fought back the fiercest, and Zhao Juan appeared there.  The sharp spear was stained red.  Que Yue Wu Zui Ma's black hair was flowing with strange blood, and he didn't know how much blood it was stained with.  That would be such a scene!  The Xixia Army was not useless, but they did not make an effective counterattack.  Zhao Juan's attack was too sharp. Although there were not many Beiwei troops, they were divided into several small groups and cut into the Xixia army like sharp blades.  Cut the Xixia army into small pieces, and then use the local numerical advantage to kill the Xixia army in the rain.  At this moment, it seems that the rain has turned red.  "What happened? The enemy is coming from there!" Yeli Wangrong roughly pushed away the two men and women, bared his upper body and rushed out of the Chinese army's tent, roaring and asking questions.  No one could give him an answer. The Xixia Army soldiers near the main tent quickly moved into action, holding weapons.  A general ran up to Yeli Wangrong and said anxiously: "Marshal, let's retreat! There are too many enemies!" "Pa!" What greeted him was a huge slap, which knocked the general over in the rain.  .  Yeli Wangrong roared angrily: "You don't even see the enemy's shadow, just call for retreat! Is this your courage? Attack! Attack! What I want is victory!" Yeli Wangrong lit up the Chinese army.  Although the number of Xixia Army soldiers near the tent was not large, there were only over a hundred.  But Yeli Wangrong showed no fear. He raised his upper body and let out a roar like a wounded beast. He took a mace and rushed towards the place where the killing cry was the loudest.  That happened to be where Zhao Juan was.  As soon as Yeli Wangrong arrived, Zhao Juan had already discovered him.  It wouldn't work if he didn't notice. Yeli Wangrong was very dazzling. As soon as he came up, he knocked a Wei Army soldier off his horse with his mace.  I don't know whether the soldier just fell off his horse or was beaten to death by the mace.  "Damn it!" Zhao Yan's body hurts to death. Every soldier of the Wei Army is his precious treasure!  "Well done!" Yeli Wangrong dodged Zhao Jian's shot, looked up to the sky and said with a big smile: "Give it to me!" MaceIt fell from the sky like an extraterrestrial meteorite, making a shuddering whistling sound.  Regardless of the intensity, the whistling sound alone is scary enough.  Zhao Juan was not afraid in the face of danger. He pinched the horse's belly and Que Yue Wu Zhui Ma knew it!  Queyue Wuzui's horse neighed and bumped into Yeli Wangrong's mount.  No matter how powerful Yeli Wangrong is, he still has to rely on his mount!  The mount tilted, and his earth-shattering strike was in vain. Zhao Juan laughed and dropped the red tassel spear.  Pulling out the long knife from his waist, there was a sound of "Plop!". Yeli Wangrong did not react at all, and a generation of famous Xixia generals died at the foot of Wuyan Mountain.  Although the war did not end with Ye Li Wangrong's death, the winner was already decided.  It didn¡¯t take long for the Xixia army to collapse because they lost their commander, and a large number of war horses were abandoned on the battlefield.  Han Tiemu dared to go down the mountain at this time, but Zhao Juan didn't care about it.  The soldiers carrying the Wei army didn¡¯t care either. They cheered and hugged each other on the battlefield.  "Wonderful victory! Wonderful victory!" Cheers resounded across the sky. At this time, the rain had stopped, and the sun was shining on Zhao Juan with a brilliant light. At this moment, Zhao Juan was like the God of War.  The point of the sharp sword will destroy everything!  (Complete the book) ps: I finished the book in a hurry, and there are a lot of foreshadowings that have not yet been revealed. In the end, it should actually be the break between Zhao Jian and Song Renzong.  But due to various reasons, Mumu had to finish the book in a hurry.  I just came to work in a new place, and I am still adjusting to everything. The work pressure is quite high, probably because I am not familiar with it.  At this time, I no longer have the heart to operate. Please forgive Mumu for finishing the book in such an imperfect way.  This is probably the last book written by the author Mumu. Maybe he will write more books in the future, but it will no longer be under this author name.  Goodbye, book friends who have always supported Mumu!  Thank you for your constant companionship through thick and thin!
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