Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

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The horses were racing in the city, and all the way down to the city.

Yelu Xiu jumped off the horse, and lifted the hem of the robe and rushed upward.

Behind him are countless soldiers.

When he rushed to the head of the city, he couldn't help but stare.

The boundless Song Jun is coming.

At the forefront are the pawns, and the left and right wings are cavalry.

This is the standard marching posture: the **** is the main body, and the cavalry shields and protects the wings.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The loud footsteps became clearer and clearer.

The Song Jun in front of them held the flag and were firm in their steps.

The dense array is constantly advancing.

Those spears were raised, and they looked like forests.

Jia Yi reflected the light in the sunlight, making one want to cover his eyes.

Song Jun, who could not see his head at a glance, came slowly, like an ancient beast.

"Stop ... step!"

Nearly screaming, the giant beast stopped slowly.

The array is very quiet.

A team of cavalry came forward from the left.

"That's Shen An!"

Someone in the city head exclaimed.

Yelu Xiu saw it.

He knew he was wrong again.

He thought that Shen Anhui would arrive ten days later, but on the third day, the Song's army was approaching the city, disrupting many of his deployment.

The generals were looking at him, and there was something unclear in their eyes.

——What about the defenders of Liangxiang? Did n’t you let them withdraw from Song Jun? Where did it go? Did they withdraw to Zhongjing City all the way?

Yeluxiu took a deep breath and knew that his deployment was once again broken by Shen An.

Liangxiang was definitely broken by Shen An, and the defenders did not even have the chance to escape.

How did Shen An do it?

Yeluxiu looked at Shen An at the moment, feeling that he was covered in a layer of mist, and he couldn't understand it at all.

Shen An Ce Ma came to the forefront, he glanced at the city head, then turned the horse head, facing the huge array.

"More than eighty years ago, the Great Song Northern Expedition. It was here that the Warriors of the Song Dynasty went forward and stormed the city, and that time we were defeated and defeated!"

Shen An's voice spread far away, but the array was too large to be heard only by those in front.

The general in the army relayed his words down like a relay.

"... We lost that time, fiasco!" The generals roared.

"More than eighty years later, I will wait here again, come!"

More than a dozen village soldiers came off the horse, holding the jar in their hands, and walked forward.

"The corpses of those warriors cannot be found, but after more than eighty years, I will come up with their courage, so, let them know."

The jar was opened, and the fine wine was slowly poured on the ground.

It was once covered with Song Jun's flesh and blood. The wine poured down, and the ground seemed to have a big greedy mouth, swallowing constantly.

Morale is already rainbow.

Shen An drew his sword and pointed at the city head and said: "Shen Mou here swears that this Northern Expedition is invincible, and some die in battle!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

The cry went straight to the sky, and a few white clouds flew away.

"Shen An is here."

Yeluxiu said coldly: "Be alert, I'm going to see how Shen An breaks my horns!"

As soon as the army was camped, Fubi came.

Shen An saw that he had just arrived with more than a hundred rides, but he couldn't help but be afraid. "I said that he is rich, are you not afraid of being intercepted by the Liao Army?"

Fu Bi dismounted, angrily said: "You shameless Shen Anbei, the old man chased all the way, but you didn't even wait for the old man."

Shen An laughed inwardly, and quickly went up to help him.

This is intentional.

He didn't even wait for the follow-up to be put in place. If Fubi was there, it would definitely be blocked.

So it ’s going to be outside, it ’s better to live without a mother-in-law.

Fubi glanced at the fortress on the left and asked, "What does this mean?"

"The trend of horns." Wang Zhenchao said: "Xiang Gong, in this horned trend, if our army attacks one place, another place can take the opportunity to attack our army's wings and back.

Fu Bi took a closer look and said seriously: "It's better to think hard."

Wang Zhenchao said with a smile: "The back and left sides of the enemy's fortress are sturdy. This is to beware of our army's onslaught. On the front and right sides, there is the restraint of the guards of Youzhou City, and it looks weaker."

Another general said: "No matter which side of the attack, the defenders of Youzhou City will attack and contain."

Fu Bi nodded, "Well, that's the **** trend, they are mutually restraining, Anbei ..."

He didn't see Shen An sideways, so he turned around and looked around. When he saw that Shen An was talking to the cook, he was so angry that he couldn't help but talk.

He walked over.

"... Don't listen to their stir-fried dishes. Those who don't know what to eat outside, just make a hodgepodge and throw everything in a pot to cook. Remember, make it carefully. The last big pot comes out hot and bite. Going down is the most warm, to ensure the morale of the brothers. "

This product is still thinking about how to make good meals.

Fubi covered his forehead and felt that he was right. Otherwise, let Shen An continue to do so, sooner or later the Song Dynasty army will all become fat.

He thought it would be the kind of Han Qi, obese.

"Have seen Xiang Gong."

The chef bowed his hand to salute, and Shen An turned back and smiled: "Does the rich man think this is a trivial matter?"

Fu Bi frowned: "This is not a trifle. What is trifle?"

"Where does the morale in the army come from, can rich people know?"

Shen An pointed to the front, and everyone walked slowly.

"The high hopes of the official family, the generous military pay, the ability to eat, and the compassionate support after the war ..."

Fu Bi looked at him and felt that this fellow looked down on himself.

"Fu Xiang is right."

Shen An's opening made Fu Bi's mood good, but the words turned, "But in a certain sense, those are all due. And when the army is out, what do the soldiers most desire? A meal that will satisfy them."

Seeing Fu Bi disdain, Shen An asked: "Dare to ask Fu Xiang, if you let you eat two meals a day in Zhengzhengtang, the food you eat every day will taste similar to pig food. Can you be resentful? How long will it last? "

Fu Bi was shocked.

He is Zaifu. He has n’t talked about Jinyiyushi for many years, but he also keeps eating.

"Pig food?"

He felt unlikely.

Shen An said with a smile: "I am afraid that Fu Xiang is afraid. The military's previous meals were cooked in a large pot. They did not pay attention to any taste. They were cooked and then sprinkled with a handful of salt. After eating it a few times, I feel depressed and uncomfortable. "

Some people say that the big pot rice is unpalatable, but in fact it depends on whether the person who made it is attentive.

The previous rule in the army was to be cooked. Do n’t raise the appetite of those thieves in the army.

In other words, it was deliberately made that taste.

Fubi shook his head.

"So in a certain way, meals are also morale!"

After dinner, Fubi and others inspected everywhere, and sure enough they saw the brows eaten by the soldiers.

"Sang Gong, morale is sufficient!"

Everyone looked at Shen An with admiration.

This Shen Longtu really understands the details!

Fu Bi did not say anything, "The old man was wrong."

Everyone looked for a stove and ate the hodgepodge that Shen An said.

"tasty."

Fu Bi put down the bowl and said seriously: "When the old man was a privatist, the army's meals had never been concerned. Now that Shen An has said so, the old man is ashamed.

"Anbei." He stood up and bowed to Shen An. "Today, I lost your words, and the old man knew what the army wanted."

Shen An quickly got up, "Let's sit down and talk, sit down and talk."

Can't we settle down for dinner?

Shen An gave Fubi a help, and Fubi sat down like that.

There are naturally no stools here, everyone sits on the floor.

Shen An sat down easily, but Fubi had a belly, and when he was not young, he fell backward at once.

"Fuxiang!"

Shen An really worried that the old man had a cerebral hemorrhage or something, that is, he died on the journey.

"Nothing, nothing, hahahaha!"

Fu Bi sat up and smiled, "The old man seems to have to practice a little bit."

Fu Bi was still a man of words, and in the early morning of the next day, when Shen An came out of the tent to practice knives, he saw an old man on the side already there.

I saw the long sword waving, the cold light shining.

"It's slow, it's not going to be good."

Shen An bluntly attacked Fu Bi.

After breakfast, Fu Bi called the generals to discuss.

"How to attack?"

Fu Bi threw this question.

"There are less than ten thousand people in the fortress, and you can send cavalry to stare at them, and then you will attack Youzhou City."

"Yes, after you laid down the city of Youzhou, the Nabaozhai will naturally be broken."

Fu Bi looked at Shen An, "How do you think of An Bei?"

Shen An said: "First hit the fort."

"Why?" Fu Bi thought it was good to play Youzhou City first.

"Youzhou City is a male city, and it is not easy to attack, but what if the enemy troops come to aid during this period?" Shen An glanced at Fu Bi, thinking that it was time for the old rich to leave class.

"Separate soldiers to intercept!"

Shen An looked up, "Who said this?"

A civil servant raised his hand, and Shen An suddenly scolded: "During this period of time, what should the enemy force send out from Youzhou City?"

The civil servant said confidently: "Block with footwork."

"What should I do if the fortress is attacked?"

"Block it!"

The civil servant is still confident.

"Block Nima!"

Shen Anfei flew a brush.

call out!

Boom!

The civil servant Mu Ran stood there, the brush did not hit him, but the ink made him look.

Shen An got up and walked to the edge of the map, pointing to the location of the fortress and asked, "How big is it?"

Huang Chun came out on the edge, "Lang Jun, that fortress is not small."

Shen An asked again: "How many people are needed to surround them?"

Huang Chun said: "It's all surrounded, not counting this side of the city, there are less than 20,000 people."

"More than 20,000!"

Shen An knocked on the map and said: "If the enemy forces come to help, the fortress will cost more than 20,000, how much will Youzhou City need?"

Fu Wei was horrified, "Yuzhou City said that it should be blocked with 50,000 or 60,000 horses. Otherwise, once they stand out, we will be enemies ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ "Bi ''s eyes, then said:" So 70,000 or 80,000 horses are gone, our army has 40,000 ... 40,000 people go to meet the enemy's reinforcements ... "

The civil servant bowed his head, "Xiaguan is wrong."

Shen An said angrily: "We need to analyze things."

A general said: "Shen Longtu, today I was going to look around."

"But a certain person has finished the investigation." Shen An said bluntly: "Don't wait for arrangements to do things, don't wait for urging, be active, do you understand what is active?"

The general arched his hand back.

Shen An looked at no one bubbling below, and she couldn't help but feel refreshed. "This fortress stretches our encirclement, so we have to fight it down."

He turned around and arched his hands, "The rich man ..."

The old man said helplessly: "Fuck, fight!"

Everything was said by Shen An, and he found it unnecessary to come here.

Shen An turned back again, and there was a cold color in his eyebrows, "To summon the whole army to attack, we will take the fortress today!"