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"My husband, this Chen Dexing is the son of Dr. Chen, a middle-aged man next to Jia Sidao, who is elegant in appearance and short in shape, and like Li Tingzhi, reminded him at this time.

Jia Sidao smiled and said with a silence: "No wonder he had a tiger's back and a bear's waist. He was originally the son of Sai Yunchang, the martial arts master, but the son of an old friend."

The man said again, "My husband, do you want to call him up to pay homage?"

Jia Sidao said lightly: "No need. If he does not die in this battle, he can be transferred to two officials, either general of any department. It will not be too late to see him again."

Jia Sidao's words sounded a bit creepy! But it was not that he was talking nonsense. This treacherous minister in history books has never left the military since the first year of Chunyou (1241). He has been "in-arms" for 17 or 8 years, and has been staying in Lianghuai and Jinghu, which are on the front line of fighting with Mongolia, and is busy with the Mongolian army that invaded the south from time to time. It is not easy to be a treacherous minister these days!

After so many years of hiding in the army, he could see the good and bad trends on the battlefield at first sight. Now the Mongolians' intention is to concentrate their troops and take turns to attack the center of the Song army's front with infantry - the military formation where Chen Dexing is located and his left and right sides! Once the Song army cannot resist, the Mongolian cavalry will take advantage of the situation to trample over it. It is hard to say how many Song army can survive these three formations. Moreover, after this battle, the Wu Rui army must have been greatly damaged. I don't know how many generals will be vacant. If Chen Dexing can survive, he will naturally be qualified to be a general with his martial arts and his ninth-rank official.

A hint of worry flashed in the pupils of the elegant official, "Both generation of the Chen family died in the king's affairs, I don't know if this son is blessed."

Jia Sidao smiled and said, "They will have martial arts fortune, and the civil affairs will have official fortune. If you have talent but no fortune, it will be useless. I think Chen Junzhi (Chen Huaiqing) is good at martial arts and is proficient in military affairs. Who doesn't know about Lin'an? Even the officials have heard of him talking about military tactics. If there is luck in the imperial examination field, he should supervise the two Huai Rivers today. How can he only get one doctor?"

It seems that Chen Dexing's cheap father is still a well-known person in Lin'an. Not only did Jia Sidao recognize him, but even the officials in the Song Dynasty heard him talk about the art of war... they just failed to pass the imperial examination (literary Jinshi).

Jia Sidao looked at the official and said in a deep tone: "Qunyu, I know that I have a strong personal relationship with Chen Junzhi and want to save his son's life. But since his son has entered the battle formation, he must be at peace with his will. If his son is a blessed general, how can I not support him?"

Qunyu is the name of this civil servant. His surname is Liao Yingzhong. He was Jia Sidao's confidant aide. When he was studying in the Imperial College in Lin'an, he had a good relationship with Chen Huaiqing, who was the martial arts edict at that time. Although he entered the officialdom several years later than Chen Huaiqing, his official fortune was much better. Now he was a seventh-rank rank in the court. The newly received dispatch was even more fat Taifu Temple Chief (Taifu Temple is in charge of wealth, treasury, trade, four cities in Kyoto, left and right, and seven offices in Changping). The reason for this is that in addition to Jia Sidao's support, his fortune in the imperial examination was much better than that of Chen Huaiqing. He became a scholar of the literary and Jinshi and became a member of a small group of people standing at the top of the literati class.

Liao Yingzhong bowed and said, "What my husband taught me is that the student is abrupt." Then he stretched out his neck to watch the battle and did not speak for Chen Dexing anymore- because he knew that he wanted to say one more thing, Jia Sidao would definitely recall Chen Dexing from the battlefield, but Jia Sidao would not give him such a big face a few times, so he must save some effort...

Jia Sidao's eyes also returned to the battle formation. Three military formations composed of Wu Rui soldiers once again repelled the attacks of the Mongolian Han army. However, they also suffered considerable casualties! The shield hands and spearmen in the front row of the battle formation were already a little sparse. The third wave of the Mongolian offensives had also been launched. The soldiers under the banner of Dong and two thousand Mongolian archers were approaching the Song army step by step!

"Erlang, is it okay?" Liu was panting with his hands on the arch bow. At dawn today, he put on the arch man armor weighing 60 kilograms, and took two boxes of arrows, a bow, a knife, a bag of water and a pack of dry food to the battlefield. The whole load was about one hundred kilograms! Standing alone was a huge test of physical strength.

"It's okay, I'm not tired!" Chen Dexing felt that he had never been so energetic. Although he was in good health in his previous life, he was not very strong after all when he was middle-aged.

But now he has become a muscular man in his 20s. He is full of strength and it doesn't feel difficult to fight after two rounds. However, he also knows that being a martial artist is both a strength and a technical job these days. If he hadn't been training since childhood, he would not have been a qualified martial artist at all.

If you want to find the most similar profession in later generations, you may not be a soldier but a professional athlete! You are not an athlete in a single event, but a multi-athlete such as riding horses, shooting archery, fighting, playing big swords, throwing various objects, and various water events. You are almost an athlete in the Ironman multi-year competition.

In addition, if you want to be a qualified officer, you need to be proficient in various military tactics and battle formations, and you also need to have superb control skills. It is essential that you have physical strength, skills and mind... This industry is not something you can do by simply finding some farmers. Even the monk Liu, who had been a soldier when he was young and had not put down his martial arts skills in recent years, was a little too old to bear it after two battles. As for the rest of the people in the battle formation, most of them were out of breath and were almost unable to support them.

'If this continues, you will lose! As long as the Mongols attack two or three more formations, they will be exhausted!' Chen Dexing took his eyes off the soldiers around him, and looked back at the back - the towering Yangzhou city wall stood a thousand steps away. A high platform had been built by the wide river of support, with a flag of Jia characters flying on it. Jia Sidao, the highest commander of the Song army in the two Huai Rivers, should be supervising the battle. Under the platform, the brightly-clad tent army had already launched two military formations, and the five thousand elites were the last reserve team for this battle!

'This battle was like carrying the city and carrying water!' After two battles, Chen Dexing temporarily forgot about the fact that his soul was possessed, and his whole body and mind were integrated into his "new life", and his mind suddenly became sharp. He began to carefully observe the surrounding terrain and the deployment of the Song army.

In addition to backing the city and backing the water, the Song army's fronts had already blocked them with a large number of horses. They were not afraid of the Mongolian cavalry's side attack. If the third formation of the Wu Rui army collapsed, they could only retreat to the moat. Everyone could only fight to survive! As long as Jia Sidao did not retreat, the tent army could withstand, and the troops on both wings could move closer to the middle in time, and maybe they could turn defeat into victory...

"Erlang, the Northern Barbarians are coming!" Monk Liu shouted again. Chen Dexing looked back and found that a heavy armored infantry formation had reached 130 or 40 steps away.

"Monk!" Chen Dexing looked at his loyal servant's subordinate and lowered his voice, "If you lose, you must follow me. Let's retreat to the river and find a way out. Never go to the other end of the Sumikaze."

"I understand." Liu Monk Liu nodded. He also has this common sense. If the Mongolians break the formation, they will definitely take Jia Sidao's central army. Then there will be a bloody battle on the other end! Moreover... they cannot expect Jia Sidao's personal army to treat the defeated soldiers running down ahead. Maybe they will be chopped down their heads to the correct military law!

"Stretch!" Chen Dexing's step bow sounded again, and a feather arrow shot out like a meteor, and another arrow was shot. He shot a strong man from the Northern Army on the spot. His arrow was a signal. More than a thousand strong bows and crossbows shot out arrow clusters at the same time, covering the soldiers of the Dong family of the Marquis of the Han army like rain. Dozens of people suddenly screamed and fell to the ground. However, the remaining soldiers ignored the rain of arrows that kept falling and still walked forward in unison, as if they were moving to the jungle of swords and guns.
Chapter completed!