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Chapter 250 Can the word "Zhen" be used by you barbarians!

Chen Wei had only one bow and arrow in his hand, and he was good at shooting and did not save Li Zhong.

His arrow flew over and hit the other party's arrow, knocking the arrow crooked.

Chen Wei does not have that high arch skills. It is entirely luck that he can shoot the opponent's arrowhead.

Although Chen Wei helped Li Zhong block the arrow, Li Zhong was still hit hard by the Jin Man's mace.

Li Zhong fell in a pool of blood and stopped moving for a while.

The soldiers from the 3314th squad rushed towards Li Zhong's position like a madman, but unfortunately Li Zhong was already dying.

Several soldiers pulled Li Zhong's neck away and took off his mask.

"Life, live." Li Zhong closed his eyes after saying that.

Chen Wei sighed, stood up, put Li Zhong's body on his horse, and turned around and cut Wanyan Zongmin's head completely off.

Chen Wei shouted loudly: "Wanyan Zonghan is dead! Hurry up and surrender!"

"Wanyan Zonghan is dead! Hurry up and surrender!" Several squads shouted loudly with Chen Wei, and the Jin soldiers' formation was in chaos!

The sound suddenly spread and continued to spread in the Jin people's team!

Wang Bing looked at Wanyan Zonghan's big chasing not far away, but he also created three firsts and could no longer break through the defense of Meng'an's army.

What's going on with this news about Wanyan Zonghan's death?

Wang Bing looked back and saw that Wanyan Zonghan who was lying on the verge of being caught up with him, wasn’t he living a good life?

Wanyan Zonghan also frowned. He was still alive, why did his own death come?

He struggled to stand up and saw Chen Wei not far away, holding a golden man's head with a big golden ring in his hand. After carefully deciding, he saw that it was Wanyan Zongmin.

He did not hesitate to cut off Wanyan Sheng's military supervisor and wanted to protect the people, and suddenly died at the hands of the Song people.

Wanyan Zonghan suddenly started coughing.

"Puff!" He spat out a mouthful of blood and said in a weak voice: "Let the army retreat thirty miles, and then set up camp again."

The army has lost its foothold, and now the military soldiers led by Wang Bing are in full swing. If they continue to fight, their "death" will become more and more intense, and there will be a collapse in the camp.

When will the Jin people also worry about the collapse of the camp?

Wanyan Zonghan was carried by a large carriage and retreated frantically to the rear. While he was staying with the large carriage, he stared blankly at the weeds under the ruts and was crushed out of a trajectory by the wheels.

It pointed to the battlefield in a serpentine manner.

I thought I was this wheel, and the Song people would be the weeds under the wheel, and they were crushed into a pool of mud by themselves.

Unexpectedly, the Song people now become wheels, while the Jin people become weeds lying in the mud in the ruts.

When did it start?

It seems that the Emperor of the Song Dynasty abdicated and started with a new emperor.

The new emperor named Zhao Huan.

Wang Bing did not miss this opportunity and began to chase after him, constantly attacking the somewhat defeated Jin soldiers. He chased him for ten miles before stopping his pursuit.

"Who shouted loudly just now that Wanyan Zonghan was dead?" Wang Bing stopped the war horse and asked.

Chen Wei walked out of the army, took Wanyan Zonghan's head and said, "It's me. I thought this was Wanyan Zonghan, so I shouted that way."

Wang Bing confirmed that Chen Wei was not calling that on purpose, then shook his head and said, "I originally wanted you to be a guard and train you well. It seems that you still don't have the life of that handsome guy."

When Chen Wei thought of Wang Bing's guards, he shuddered unconsciously. Every time he charged forward, he was at risk of death at any time.

"Who is on your back?" Wang Bing pointed at Li Zhong and asked.

Chen Wei said dumbly: "Li Zhong, killed this ten thousand households. However, he was also beaten to death by the Jin people."

"He is a man, let's bury him well. Write down his military achievements to Li Zhong and give them to his family." Wang Bing sighed.

Where can one die in war?

Wang Bing looked at his wound and knew that if he didn't go back to Linhuang Mansion to find the medical team, he would go with Li Zhong.

"He has no family, good boys don't join the army, good boys don't make irons. If there is a solution, who would join the army? His suicide note is my name." Chen Wei's voice was filled with a hint of suspicion.

"Wang Jundu, is it worth it for us to do this? Will anyone remember us?" Chen Wei's voice was trembling, with doubts and confusion.

Wang Bing gently smashed Chen Wei's pocket with his gun, pointed at Chen Wei and laughed: "You, you, if you said this before the war, I can kill you with just one shot."

"Is it worth it for us to do this? Of course it is worth it. Because behind us is the border of the Song Dynasty. If we win, we can continue to live a happy life and have three full meals."

"But if we lose, the Song people will have to look the same as the Khitannu and be slandered as slaves. Do you think it's worth it?" Wang Bing said, although the voice was not loud, it was spread far away under the wind of the grassland.

"As for anyone remembering us? There will be some. There will be some." Wang Bing nodded affirmatively and said, "After the military merits are completed, they will be sent back to Yunzhong Road, and then switch to Hedong Road. First, the names of these soldiers wrapped in horses and corpses are engraved on the Yongyi Monument."

"Then I sent it to Taiyuan Prefecture and signed by the Right Chief of the Song Dynasty, and then the land was divided and the slaves were assigned. This is a benefit."

"We will definitely be remembered, including the stone tablet of courage and righteousness and the military merit book, and someone will definitely remember our names."

"Maybe one day, we will be compiled into stories and remembered by others. As for good or bad, it depends on the mouths of the artists in Vashea."

Wang Bing suddenly remembered his image as a treacherous minister in Washe, and was ridiculous.

I am a treacherous minister, so what are Cai Jing, Tong Guan and others?

The ghost of the Song Dynasty?

"Return to Linhuang!" Wang Bing slowly returned to Linhuang Mansion with the remaining soldiers.

There were more than 5,000 people when they left the city, but only more than 2,000 people when they returned to Linhuang. More than 2,000 Guandong Hans died, but at least 3,000 Jin people also died.

"Master Sun, please quickly count the military merits. Taking advantage of Wanyan Zonghan's chance to gather the remaining troops, he will send the military merit book back to Yunzhong Road. He will also order people to clean the battlefield, remove the Jin people's armor, wash it, and it can still be used."

"Come here for me again. I..." Wang Bing tilted his head and fell off the war horse.

The military horse that followed Wang Bing was very strong-willed. He was raised in Qingtang since he was a child, and his corpse was troughed and his belly was very fierce.

After Wang Bing fell, the military horse attacked everyone who wanted to get close to him extremely irritably.

Until the medical team appeared, the army and horse ran towards the horse house in disappointment.

Old horses know the way, and they still have this ability. It is easy to distinguish the medical team, even horses, and the pungent oxalic acid smell can be smelled from a distance.

The booklet full of military merits was passed to Taiyuan Prefecture as fast as possible. Sun Bo, who was in charge of Taiyuan Prefecture, signed the letter and used his own gold seal.

Then he ordered someone to copy a copy and sent it to Bianjing City.

More than 3,000 silver earrings and gold earrings also came to Bianjing with the military merit book.

When Zhao Huan opened the box, he saw a lot of bloody earrings.

There were a bunch of cold numbers on the paper, but Zhao Huan knew that they were all fierce soldiers who died for the country and had flesh and blood.

"It is a great blessing for the Song Dynasty to have me. The Grand Song Dynasty said that the Song Dynasty had me. The Grand Song Dynasty said that the Song Dynasty had me capable ministers, which is a great blessing for the Song Dynasty."

"Little do I know that it is my great blessing to have such military soldiers." Zhao Huan stayed in Wende Hall, with only one Zhao Ying beside him.

A relative ran quickly to Wende Hall and shouted loudly outside the hall: "Come to Pingzhou! The Jin State Master Yuwen, the emperor's command, has arrived in Pingzhou by the emperor, and the letter of the country has arrived!"

[The Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty wrote an affidavit under the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty: I will ascend the throne...]

Without reading a few words, Zhao Huan threw the letter of state to the ground with great force and said with a little disdain: "The little alien race dares to be arrogant, call himself emperor, and call himself an ulterior motive."

"Can the word I be used by such barbarians?!"

"When I was in the hall, in front of the civil and military officials in front of the court, did I fart?"

"From now on, I will be in the Song Dynasty! There will be no marriage between the Han Dynasty! There will be no alliance between the Tang Dynasty! There will be no predecessor in receiving annual coins! There will be no ritual for brothers to fight against the country! The king will die in the country! The doctor will die in the army! The soldiers will die in the system!"

"This is how you live! You will stop until death!"
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