"A real general is actually similar to a bandit leader, and all require the absolute loyalty of his brothers.

Every general hopes that his subordinates can stand on their side at any time, even if they are in the sea of ​​swords and fires, they can go out together.

As long as the general who can do this, almost all left his name in the history books, because such a general is very powerful no matter what he does. Even if the general is a mediocre person, he will become extremely powerful when he has a large group of brothers who share life and death with him."

He Rong roared: "A general like that is also a great enemy of the country!"

Zhong Yan sighed, took his cloak and covered his son's body. Looking at the still tender face, he felt sad and waved his hand to let He Hui leave. He was going to leave a relatively quiet space for himself to talk to his beloved son. Over the years, he has been fighting outside and has very little time with his children...

Li Qing received good care. The Song people not only asked the military doctor to help him develop a triangular armor-breaking cone, but also helped him clean other wounds. Those people were more worried that they would die than themselves.

Song Jun's food was very good, especially the pot of millet porridge made Li Qing extremely selfless to drink. He divided the little leopard into a small pot and ate the whole pot. As for the dry cakes around him, Li Qing never moved a bit from beginning to end.

The cage is made of thick and strong wood, and the bark on it has not been removed.

The scene was really grand for five hundred fully armed Song troops to escort him.

Leaning in the cage, Li Qing kept teasing the little leopard to pass the boring time. Now he doesn't have to think about anything or do it. At least he will be doing well before arriving in Tokyo.

The sky on the grassland is so blue that it is fascinating. If possible, Li Qing wants to melt his body into that mysterious blue.

Compared to the goshawks that keep hovering in the sky, Li Qing prefers those grass chickens that are alarmed by the wheels. Their wings are better-looking. Especially the blue ring on the rooster's neck is shining like a blue gem in the sun.

Passing by a clump of wild wolfberry, Li Qing leaned out his hand and broke a large branch, carefully peeled off the red fruit on it, put it into his mouth one by one and felt the sweetness.

The little leopard bit two bites of dry cake, but the baby teeth couldn't bite this. Li Qing put a wolfberry in the palm of his hand, and the little leopard swallowed it in a roll of his tongue, and then he pressed his head hard against Li Qing, hoping to get more.

Li Qing was a little surprised when the leopard ate this thing. However, he continued to feed it. After a short while, he ate all the wolfberry on his hands.

When he looked around and wanted to find a little more, the tenderness on his face immediately turned into a bitter smile.

Is Zhong Yan unwilling to watch himself live?

These Song soldiers did not understand what the different colors of grass meant. How could people like Li Qing know? At noon, under the sun, there were clusters of green grass stained with water droplets. Who could they deceive?

So he held the little leopard in his arms and changed his position, preparing to enjoy the battle between the Song army and the Song army. Such a scene is rare.

When the first arrow was shot, Li Qing knew that he had guessed wrongly. The one who came was the Western Xia army. Because of the lack of steel, the arrows of the Western Xia people were very different from those of the Song people and the Liao people. Most of the arrows used by the Song people today were triangular. If it were the Jingxi Army, the arrows they used should be triangular. The arrows of the Liao people were similar to those of the ordinary Song army, and were triangular. Only the arrows of the Xixia people were a flat shovel.

The sound of these three arrows breaking through the air is different. The triangular armor-breaking cone breaking through the air is the least, while the small shovels of the Xixia people make a harsh sound of breaking through the air.

Now there is a harsh scream all over the sky.

The Song army's Yu Hou shouted: "Enemy attack!"

The Song army beside him quickly formed the formation in the rain of arrows. The rain of arrows from the Xixia people fell on their bodies, and they jingled and then fell down.

Li Qing sighed. The difference in national strength was particularly prominent at this moment. Those Xixia people should not attack with arrow rain. In addition to injuring a few horses, this would have very little lethality to the Song army itself, unless it was a heavy long-range weapon such as a crossbow or a Baniu Crossbow that could achieve miraculous effects.

The Song army was too greedy. Logically speaking, a team that escorted the important criminals did not organize defenses when they were attacked, but should turn around and kill him, the enemy country's serious criminal. The two idiots were fighting, and Li Qing felt that there was nothing to pay attention to. Anyway, both sides would strive to avoid hurting him, so it would be better to take the opportunity to sleep for a while.

His idea was not realized, and the sound of horse hooves came from all directions, and the noise was so loud that he couldn't fall asleep. So he lay in the prison car and continued to see how the Song army and Yu Hou faced so many enemies. From the sound of horse hooves, Li Qing judged that three thousand cavalry rushed over.

Yu Hou obviously knew the number of enemies and his face was pale, but he still had the courage to face such a scene and kept issuing orders to his subordinates. Although there were several wrong things, Li Qing still lamented that Yu Hou of the Song army was very high in military literacy, so he had to quickly form the first horse resisting horse, and the second shield formation was formed quickly. The grassland around him was full of shiny wounded horse triangular stings, and the crossbow had appeared. The spearmen were hiding behind the shield formation to attack the enemy.

The most important thing is that the gunpowder bullets hanging on the chest of the Song army were also ready. As long as the torches around them were lit, they could be thrown into the cavalry group and killed the enemy.

The first thing that rushed over was not the cavalry, but the infantry hiding under the grass. When Li Qing glanced at it, he found that these people were not from Xixia, but from Liao talents.

As soon as they rushed into the range of Song army's crossbow arrows, they began to clear the triangular thorns on the ground. Although too many people were shot by Song army's powerful crossbow and died, they seemed to have no intention of retreating and continued to do the work in their hands.

"It's interesting, I actually know that letting the slave soldiers clean up the battlefield, it's interesting..." Li Qing finally saw a little sign and became interested in continuing to watch.

"After all the slave soldiers die, the cavalry should rush forward. The tower shield of the Song army is very heavy, and after being linked together, it is no less than a wall. It is probably not a good choice to rush up hard. Logically speaking, a small city with gunpowder bullets and powerful crossbows cannot be defeated in a short time without a catapult. The Song army's Yuhou has already lit the wolf smoke. As long as the Song army holds for an hour, there will definitely be a Song army cavalry to reinforce, and they will not be able to escape if they want to."

The prison car was placed in a densely grassed place by the Song army. There was a large bunch of red wolfberry. Li Qing picked the wolfberry and ate it while watching the tense state of war in front of him.

An arrow was nailed to the prison car. Li Qing reached out and pulled the arrow out of the prison car, removed the arrow, and slowly used the arrow like a shovel in his hand to dig the wooden board under his body. As long as there was a possibility of escaping, Li Qing would never let it go. Who likes to be transported to Tokyo and was made into a wax man and placed in the Wucheng Hall by the little emperor who was very fond of merit?

The Song army guarding next to the prison van pulled out their swords and shields. Facing outside, they not only helped Li Qing block the raids, but also had to guard against someone breaking through the military formation outside and rushing in. They had no intention of caring about Li Qing's small movements.

In fact, professional matters should be left to professionals. The constable is the best candidate for escorting prisoners. The army is dedicated to fighting wars.

When Li Qing saw that the Song army stopped firing crossbow arrows, the Liao slave soldiers outside should have been killed at this time. Seeing that the Song army dragged out a pocket of triangular thorns again, they were grabbed and threw them out by the soldiers. Li Qing couldn't help but be amazed at it. Song army was so damn rich.

The sound of hooves on the periphery of the Song army was still sounding like thunder. It was obvious that the cavalry were circled around the army. Li Qing could not see the distance, so he could only make a judgment like this.

The sound of hoofs suddenly became dense. Should the cavalry start to attack? No, the sound of horse hoofs is very light, which means there are no knights on the horse's back, and the cavalry outside began to use warhors to rush forward.

"The whole army is on alert, launches range-finding arrows, and prepares for two hundred steps and three crossbow arrows!"

In a short while, the Song army's crossbow made a loud bang, and it was a volley of crossbow arrows. Li Qing tried hard to dig the wooden boards under him. The damn Song people made the prison car very strong, and the wooden boards under him were one inch thick.

If the Xixia generals who organized this attack were not stupid, since they had already made a name for themselves, then we should attack the West next! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!