The weeds were lush at the foot of Ximing Mountain. Zhang He ran wildly up and down the south hillside like a madman, holding a bundle of fur in his hand, and shouting as if he was a female ape who had lost her son.

More than 8,000 people disappeared, and at least 3,000 people who could call Zhang He. Ten years of imprisonment in the Zhongkou made more than 10,000 people in the right wing's military command not only robes, but also family members. Now, all the robes that stayed in Ximing Mountain to escape the cold have disappeared.

The traces of battle were not buried by wind and sand. The broken weapons, scattered broken arrows, and blood falling on the sandstone. The blood was engraved on the stones by the cold wind. However, every drop of blood in Zhang He's eyes represents the fall of a robe.

Crawling at the entrance of a familiar cave, Zhang He used his hands to dig the soft sand with his hands. He had lived in this cave. In this cave, at least thirty brothers squeezed here to hug each other to keep warm. He could not forget the longing gazes in the eyes of those brothers before he left.

"I will definitely bring Qiuyi back, but you must work hard to live. I will come back and take you to Ningbian Town in no time."

Zhang He still remembers what he said, but where are the brothers who kept saying that they would wait for him to come back?

A blue face appeared in front of him, carefully brushing off the sand on the face, and Zhang He screamed silently in his wide mouth. He knew this face. This was Zhang Lin, his brother of the same clan, who had to stay here because his feet were frostbite.

In the right wing of the Shun Army, Zhang Lin was the seeds specially sent by the Zhang family here, just like him. Now, the seeds have decayed before they bloom.

The sadness that followed made Zhang He not have much tears to shed. He took his remaining brothers to dig open one cave after another. Then he found one companion corpse after another. Just look at the hole in the cave, Zhang He knew how the Song army dealt with these brothers hiding in the cave. The black flame marks at the entrance of the cave showed that the terrifying flames were burning at these cave entrances at that time.

The body was dug out, and Zhang He carefully put on fur clothes for every corpse he could find. It seemed that only in this way could he feel more comfortable.

It was three days after doing all this. Thinking that there were only more than 600 people in Ning Ling's hands, Zhang He hurried back to Ningbian City with the two thousand soldiers who were transporting fur clothes.

Weige Ningling, who was standing at the top of the city waiting for Zhang He to return, spit out a mouthful of blood after seeing the small army on the wasteland, and then fell into a coma.

In the middle of the night, Vergol Ning Ling sat up without saying a word, hugged his knees and looked at Zhang He and said, "Is Song Jun still cold?"

Zhang He poured a bowl of water for Vergil Ning Ling to serve him and said, "Song Jun!"

"Yun Zheng is here in person?"

"Yes, when Bei Zhi came to Ningbiancheng, he took a detour to Pianguan River and saw Yun Zheng's handsome flag. They did not come to Ningbiancheng, but went to Baideng Mountain. I heard that a Song army was surrounded by Xiao Dahu."

"Heqing Army and Jin Su Army did not come to Ningbian City either. They turned to Xijing. It seems that neither Yun Zheng nor Xiao Dahu took our existence seriously."

"Master! Brothers died so miserably!" Zhang He knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

Wei Ge Ning Ling smiled and said, "There are no immortals in the army? We cannot choose how to die. It's just killing us."

“Where should we go?”

Wei Ge Ning Ling laughed and said, "Where are you going to the Huangquan Road first? Brothers have already gone to Huangquan Road first, how can we survive? Zhang He, we are already a group of dead people. What else do you need to go? Only Huangquan Road can go."

"I am not afraid of walking on the underworld. I am just afraid of being alone!"

Wei Ge Ning Ling helped Zhang He up and said with a smile: "No, we will walk this road together. All the generals who are younger than 20 years old can take away as much property as they can. I will write a book for Wuzang Epang, begging him to let these children go home for the sake of being the same as the Dangxiang lineage..."

"Master! We didn't surrender before. There is no need to surrender at this time. We'll just die, so let's die more!" Zhang He's eyes turned red immediately.

Vergil Ning Ling smiled and patted Zhang He on the shoulder and said, "I have already lost, so there is no need to take everyone to die. Compared with the Xiang clan of our party and the Khitan clan of the Song people. The biggest problem is the population. Now the Song people have begun the northern expedition. I don't doubt that they will win this time. Zhang He, after the northern expedition, it should be the western expedition.

The road ahead of the Dangxiang tribe is difficult to walk. I used to think that I was a royal family, so I did not turn to Wuzang Epang. Now it seems that doing this is wrong, and the lives of more than 10,000 Dangxiang children are consumed in this meaningless battle."

Zhang He shouted: "The order of the late emperor was to take over the throne of the great general. It was Mozang Epang who made you so far for your own selfishness."

Wei Ge Ningling shook his head and said, "We have actually forgotten one thing. The rules of our ancestors are that the strongest ones are kings. This is how we chose the leader a long time ago, and the strong ones win!

But we later forgot about this rule. At that time, we thought that the strongest and most capable women were the most beautiful, rather than those women who nowadays who just take a two-step walk, cannot grazle cattle and sheep, and cannot give birth to strong children.

At that time, we thought that those who could hunt tigers and bears were the real leaders, not those who are now powerless and only know how to make various rules.

Wu Zang Epang is stronger and smarter than me, so he should become the king of my Xixia. Only in this way can we survive in this world.

The late emperor forgot what his ancestors said was fair, so he died tragically. I forgot what his ancestors said about unity, so he fell to this point.

In my letter, I will ask Mozang Epang to be king, and I will tell everyone in the Xixia Kingdom my lesson, and I will never forget my lesson!"

Zhang He's eyes wider and wider. He opened his mouth several times before he said a little slouchingly: "Coach General wants to take us back to Daxia?"

Vergung Ning Ling smiled and said, "You bring your young brothers back. I'm old and won't go back. My brothers are waiting for me on the underworld. I don't want them to wait too long. You know, if those bastards are not bound by me, they can't win in the underworld."

"Master!"

"Don't say it, when I was searching for the city, I found two beautiful women. Take it away and have a good rest. You will set off for Daxia in three days!"

Zhang He came out of Vergung Ningling's house in a daze. Two beautiful women stood outside the door. Seeing him walking out of the house, he immediately had a flattering smile on his face and showed Zhang He the most beautiful side of his body.

Zhang He rudely carried a woman up and pulled another woman to his room. At this time, a heavy stone seemed to be blocked in his heart, and there was nowhere to vent his anger under the stone...

Three days later, Wei Ge Ning Ling was like a monk who saw through the world. He smiled and sent away the five hundred youngest soldiers. Seeing them leaving Ningbian City with a large amount of wealth and women seized by Ningbian City, his head full of white hair seemed extremely dazzling in the blue world.

When the Xixia army returned to China, it was a very honorable thing and a great tradition. After many times, the Xixia army returned to their hometown with wealth and aura and accepted the cheers of the elders. Although the wealth was brought back this time, more than 10,000 Xixia's sons had already returned to heaven.

Zhang He forced himself to look back at Wei Ge Ningling. The veteran would stay in Ningbian City with the remaining two thousand soldiers. Until this moment, Wei Ge Ningling was still thinking hard about how to face the Song army armed to the teeth, and always thinking about how to seek justice from Yun Zheng for his tragic death subordinates.

Zhang He understood that the white-haired Weige Ning Ling was actually dead when he brought the bad news back to Ningbian City. This gray-haired Weige Ning Ling was just a barely living revenge ghost. Apart from this revenge rage, there was nothing in his body. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

ps:  Chapter 2
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