Where is the sword of the reborn eagle

Without his leadership, would the "Loyal and Filial Army" be invincible?

Just like him, Monk Wanyan Chen, now that he has left the brothers of the "Loyalty and Filial Army", his heart is also empty.

The east was already getting brighter, and the difficult night finally passed.

"General Qi, excluding the 3000 troops taken away by Commander Tadu, there are still more than 1000 Mongolian warriors left."

When the last fire in the Mongolian camp was extinguished, the deputy general came to Subotai and whispered.

In just one day, 5000 Mongolian cavalry lost more than [-] people?

More importantly, because one of the stables was set on fire, more than 8000 horses were burnt to death, killed, and lost while running around.

In other words, of the remaining 4000 Mongolian cavalry, 3000 had to passively become pawns.

"We must use the blood of Xixia people and Jin people to wash away this shame!"

Subotai roared in his heart.

Originally going to attack the city early this morning, now it seems impossible.

Subotai first asked people to be on the front, back, left, and right, and put out vigilance, especially in the direction of the unnamed town. He was worried that the other party would suddenly launch an attack.

Send someone to contact Tadu again. After chasing him for two hours, there must be no reply.

The remaining people entered the dilapidated camp, and most of the supplies could not be used, but there was always food.

In particular, a large number of horses were burned to death, and the horse meat sorted out was enough for more than 1 people to eat for several days, so that they would not starve to death in a short time.

It's a pity that the grain and grass were burned, and none of the tents and luggage were left usable. It took a little effort to feed the remaining 1 war horses.

It took more than half an hour to tidy up the camp, and it was impossible to stay here any longer. Subotai retreated more than 1000 miles northeast with more than 20 remnants.

He remembered that when he came, there was a small village there.

It is conceivable what fate this simple village will face next.

In the face of war, unless you are braver and more ferocious than the enemy, you will only be left with sorrow and death.

How can a village of 300 people withstand the toss of more than 1 people?

When the sun was directly overhead, none of the original creatures in the village could breathe.

Subotai was sitting in the best house in the village. This was the village chief's home. None of the five members of his family were spared, including his three-year-old grandson.

And the village head's daughter-in-law was thrown to his personal guards after Subotai vented his animal desires.

While drinking the shochu found in the village chief's house, Subotai thought, what should he do next?

"General Qi, something is wrong"

Subotai looked up and saw that it was the captain of his personal guard, and his eyebrows frowned involuntarily.

"What happened?"

"General, the person sent out to look for Tadu has returned, but only one person has returned."

"According to what he said, Tadu's troops were surrounded by an army from the Kingdom of Jin about fifty miles away from the border of Jinxia."

"The opponent's banner is the Zhongyong Army. There are a total of 1000 cavalry and more than [-] Zhongxiao Army cavalry. None of our [-] Mongolian warriors survived."

"What? Bring the orderly to me"

Although he had a premonition that something might happen, he didn't expect the news that the entire army would be wiped out by three thousand troops.

"General, he can't come to see you. The last messenger also got two arrows in his body. After he finished the information, he is hopeless."

The captain of the personal guards choked up and said, the messenger who ran back desperately to report the letter died in his arms. He was a child of seventeen or eighteen years old.

......

"Has the battle damage statistics been calculated?"

In a camp about a hundred miles away from the village of Subotai, Wanyan Kang was excitedly asking the lieutenant beside him.

This was the biggest battle he had fought since he joined the army, and he wiped out three thousand Mongolian cavalry.

Although, Wanyan Kang knew in his heart that he had missed something.

The information of the enemy's approach was detected in advance, and the ambush was set up early. In addition, the opponent's number was only 3000, and it was still a tired army that had fought fiercely in the middle of the night.

The most important thing is that there are more than 1000 heavy cavalry of the "Loyalty and Filial Army" beside it.

Wanyan Kang had heard about Monk Wanyan Chen and his "Loyal and Filial Army" for a long time, and Guo Mo even recommended it to him.

Before, Wanyan Kang always felt that his exaggeration was a bit exaggerated.

After seeing it with my own eyes, I was really slapped in the face.

My own [-] "loyal and brave army" waited for work with leisure, and the opponent's "loyal and filial army" in their early thousand were all exhausted troops. In the same period of time, they launched an attack on the [-] Mongolian army.

According to the final statistics, the 1000 "loyal and brave soldiers" of my own killed almost the same as the more than [-] "loyal and filial soldiers".

While Wanyankang was ashamed by this discovery, he made up his mind to bring this army, including Monk Wanyanchen, under his command.

Therefore, Wan Yankang asked the military doctors in his hands to treat the wounded soldiers of the "Loyal and Filial Army" first, and took out the best food to entertain the warriors of the "Loyal and Filial Army".

"My lord, the battle report is out. All the Mongolian cavalry were wiped out, a total of 3000 horses and nearly [-] horses were captured intact."

"My Zhongyong Army lost 800 people, and the Zhongxiao Army killed 73 people."

Wan Yankang grabbed the battle report and couldn't believe his eyes.

The gap is too big. When the charge was launched, three rounds of bows and arrows had been released, and at least thousands of Mongolian soldiers had been shot and killed.

I didn't expect that I still lost so much, and the "Zhongxiao Army"...

"My lord, just now the deputy general of the Zhongxiao Army said that these people are from the Mongolian Subotai. The Mongolians were robbed of the camp last night and suffered heavy losses."

"This is an opportunity to beat the dog in the water. I have sent ten teams to serve. We must find Subotai's whereabouts as soon as possible."

Wanyankang's lieutenant general was also very excited, he didn't care how much his side lost, he just recruited after he died, but this victory was real.

......

"Eldest brother, are our people injured?"

Yesterday's movement was bigger than Guo Mo had expected. By accident, they encountered the Mongolian stables, and the "Loyal and Filial Army" appeared at just the right time.

"They're all back, and they haven't even scratched the skin. It's just that fighting such a battle is not enough, even if you let me kill a hundred or ten Mongolian soldiers by myself."

Guo Mo was relieved to hear that his people were unharmed, and he was not in the mood to listen to Chen Xuanfeng's nonsense.

It is Guo Mo's basic starting point to achieve the greatest victory with the least cost.

Before Guo Mo could be happy, the waiter outside sent another piece of information.

"Brother Mo, what's the matter?"

After Guo Mo read the information, his face was not very good-looking, and the joy after winning the battle disappeared.

Huang Rong took the information from Guo Mo and read it carefully.

It turned out that this was information sent by "Tingfeng", about Subotai's evil deeds in the northeast village.

After all, Guo Mo's identity is different from the past, and this time he went deep into the enemy's dangerous place.

In addition to the [-] King Yan guards led by Chen Xuanfeng, there were also [-] Fengge horse thieves supporting him, and Lu Chengfeng even mobilized [-] "Tingfeng" masters.

The current investigation focus of "Tingfeng" is tilted to the junction of Xixia, Jin Kingdom and Mongolia.

"Eldest senior brother, ask someone to copy a few more copies of this information, and send someone to properly send it to the nearby cities of Xixia."

Guo Mo wanted to use the atrocities of the Mongols to inspire the fighting spirit of the entire Xixia people.

Subutai, since you are here, don't leave again...

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Chapter 226 A Thousand Miles of Destiny

Yinzhou City, Murong's secret residence.

"Senior Huang, this junior honors you. This is the best wine I have in Xixia. Just this small jar will cost me a month's worth of money."

In "Dongxie" Huang Yaoshi's living room, there was a handsome young man, about 24 or [-] years old.

Well-dressed, with a tall and straight figure, but his complexion is a little pale, and his eyes have obvious dark circles. At first glance, he is a drunkard.

"I remember your name is Murong Shangde, right?"

Huang Yaoshi looked happy as he drank the young man's full glass of wine, but in his heart he looked down upon the man in front of him.

This Murong Shangde is actually just one of the orphans adopted by the Murong family. He was secretly trained by the Murong family since he was a child to serve as a minion and a dead man.

Even Murong Shangde is one of the best, but in his heart, he is unwilling to be just an emotionless pawn, and even wants to have the right to speak out.

It's just that he came from a humble background. Apart from unconditionally executing the orders of his master, he seemed to have no ability or opportunity to resist.

So, he thought of simply using the Murong family to climb up, so he practiced martial arts extremely hard since he was a child, and became the most outstanding one among the many orphans.

Every time he receives a task, Murong Shangde will do his best to complete it, and try his best to be perfect and impeccable.

That year, Murong Shangde relied on his many years of hard work, coupled with his good aptitude, and became the first among that group of orphans to step into the third-rate realm in martial arts.

For a martial arts genius, or a direct descendant of a great sect, the third-rate realm naturally has nothing to show off.

But for a captive, one of the many orphans, Murong Shangde's performance like this is considered extremely outstanding, and it naturally attracted the attention of the master.

That is to say, from that time on, he had his current name Murong Shangde, instead of his original serial number Murong 56.

Because he stood out and was named by the master, he could naturally be allocated better resources, and gradually came into contact with higher-level martial arts classics.

Four years later, Murong Shangde, who had just turned 22 years old, made another breakthrough in martial arts and entered the second-rate realm.

At a young age, he became the spokesperson of the Murong family in Yinzhou City, and was in charge of this secret house on the surface, and was in charge of the affairs of the Murong family in Yinzhou city.

When he was 23 years old, that is, two years ago, when he went to Xingqing Mansion to report on his work at the end of the year, by chance, he saw Murong Yan in women's clothing for the first time.

At first sight, I was astonished!

Since then, I have been haunted by dreams, and when I wake up, I always see Murong Yan in my dreams.

It's a pity that even though his surname is Murong, he clearly knows in his heart that he is just a servant, the kind of servant who may die for the Murong family at any time.

Murong Shangde is an ambitious person. Ever since he met Murong Yan, his desire to become stronger has never been so strong.

He deeply knows that no matter how good his martial arts are and how well he does, he is always a servant of the Murong family, and Murong Yan is the master of this family.

The difference between master and servant is a huge gap in this era, let alone in a family with royal blood like the Murong family.

Losing the country, hundreds of years later, the dream of restoring the country is still just a dream, and the "nobility of self" left in the bones has become the last stubbornness of the Murong family.

When the gap between the dreams in their hearts and the reality in front of them seems to be beyond their ability, many people choose to let nature take its course, or even give up on themselves.

Murong Shangde, who was originally extremely self-disciplined, has become indulgent in the past two years.

Greedy and lustful, drunk and sleepy, even slack in daily martial arts practice, and even a little moody.

Fortunately, no major mistakes have been made. Two years have passed, and he is still sitting in the position of Yinzhou steward.

More than a month ago, Ouyang Feng, the elder of the family, "Xi Du", received a "noble man" at his place. Since then, this "noble man" has been placed under house arrest.

Elder Ouyang repeatedly told him not to restrict the "noble man"'s actions, as long as he doesn't leave the house, the living expenses are even higher than his level of management.

A certain amount of tea was also brewed for this "noble man" every day. The tea was given by Elder Ouyang for a full three months, but it was strictly required to control the daily dosage, and no one else was allowed to drink it.

Years of professional training made Murong Shangde realize that the identity of this "noble man" is not simple, but he still suppressed his curiosity until Murong Yan came here a few days ago.

Even if Murong Shangde has never seen Murong Yan in this attire, even if she uses another new identity, Murong Yan, even if Murong Yan doesn't remember when there was someone like Murong Shangde in her family.

However, Murong Shangde still concluded immediately that the person in front of him who claimed to be the young master of the Murong family was the Murong Yan whom he had been thinking about day and night.

He desperately suppressed the strong longing in his heart, without this concentration, perhaps he, Murong Shangde, would have died many times earlier.

The beautiful woman is in front of her, so she can't tell her heart, but she is just being called around as a servant, arranging such and such things, even though he is really just a servant, although deep down in his heart, he really hopes to be treated by her. instigated.

But the strong inferiority complex in his heart overflowed again, and the gap between master and servant was only when he met the real masters of the Murong family, did he experience it deeply.

Murong Shangde was touched by Murong Yan's arrival, but what touched Murong Shangde even more was that he finally knew the identity of this "noble man". He turned out to be the famous "Dongxie" Huang Yaoshi!

Is this my chance?

Murong Shangde's mind, which had been silent for two years, once again surged.

As soon as Murong Yan left, Murong Shangde ordered someone to prepare a table of food and wine, and personally delivered it to Huang Yaoshi.

"So you are the famous "Dongxie" old Huang? I have been with you for more than a month, and this junior doesn't know your identity. You really have no eyes."