Zhong Jiaqing is an old man with ambitions for thousands of miles. He still has the intention of sacrificing his life for the country. He is bound to live and die with the fortress. This time he will also go to the front line to meet the Jinlu.
At the beginning of the sacrifice, everyone killed sheep to sacrifice the war god Huangdi, and used sheep blood to challenge flags and drums.
After offering sacrifices to the tooth flag, Zhong Jiaqing solemnly took over the military flag, got on his horse, shouted, causing a rumbling response, and ordered all the battalion headquarters in the village in front to follow him, and set off in an orderly manner.
The school grounds were completely silent.
Everyone watched Zhong Jiaqing, Feng Fan and others leave. Among the strong soldiers, Mo Lingfeng looked more and more young and immature, like a spring bamboo shoot that had not yet broken through the ground. And these thousands of soldiers were looking at her. , all contempt, ridicule, ambiguity, not even a hint of friendship.
For her, there are shackles and sarcasm everywhere. Those souls with malicious intentions are lurking around, making her extremely vigilant and not daring to relax at all.
She watched the Wuzui horse ridden by Zhong Jiaqing turn over its hoofs and step into the frozen loess, leaving deep hoof prints. The horse behind it quickly followed up and covered the original hoof prints. .
Their speed was very fast, which made Mo Lefeng a little anxious. She almost chased them out on the spot, but she quickly tolerated it until the people in the school grounds dispersed, and the square team was divided into countless crowds, flowing east and west. , she suddenly made a move and ran in the direction where Zhong Jiaqing and his party left.
Nomad Qing, Yin Nan, and Mo Jiajun followed closely behind. They were inconspicuous in the crowded crowd and seemed to just go with the wave.
Mo Lingfeng's speed became faster and faster, and finally he ran wildly. He caught up with Zhong Jiaqing when he was about to leave the stronghold, and shouted loudly: "General Zhong!"
Her voice was loud and clear, like thunder, resounding behind Zhong Jiaqing, causing everyone in the crowd to turn around and look.
Zhong Jiaqing reined in his horse and turned around. He saw Mo Lingfeng struggling to catch up. Panting, he caught up to his horse. He raised his head and his eyes were illuminated by the golden light of the sun. They were bright and clean. His red phoenix eyes were long and large, and the tail of his eyes was Sweep it out, like a hook, able to penetrate anyone's heart.
In the slowly rising sunlight, Mo Lingfeng looked at Zhong Jiaqing and said bluntly: "General Zhong, I am Mo Lingfeng, the Marquis of Guide. Behind me are soldiers with no battalions. We also want to go." On the battlefield, serve the country!”
Zhong Jiaqing pulled his bridle tightly, his eyes as sharp as a knife, slashing straight at these undisciplined people.
Mo Lingfeng cupped his hands and clasped his fists: "General, please allow us to serve the country with our lives!"
The people behind her also clasped their hands and clasped their fists with respectful expressions, so Zhong Jiaqing saw a kind of strict discipline in this action - it belonged to the Mo family's military discipline, but it did not belong to the Suppressing Army.
At the same time, we could see a gesture in Mo Lingfeng's actions - the Marquis of Guide was trying to break through an impenetrable cage with an angry gesture.
He turned to look at Feng Fan: "Why are these people organized but not organized?"
Feng Fan stepped forward on his horse, stopped one step behind Zhong Jiaqing, and said in a low voice: "General, these people were originally under the control of the Right Army. Last year, the Jinlu suddenly attacked. These people also made great achievements. I don't know what happened a year ago." Why, they were all taken out, maybe because of injuries, maybe because of "
He lowered his voice and told the truth about what he heard: "My subordinates heard that these people are related to military pay."
As soon as Zhong Jiaqing heard that he was under the control of Youjun, he lowered his eyebrows. At the same time, he understood in his heart that there must be a complicated relationship between Mo Lingfeng, Qijun, and Kuanzhou Prefecture.
He wasn't going to get involved.
"General!" Mo Lingfeng was still trying hard to raise his head, "We are willing to sign a document and kill the enemy before returning. If we are unable to kill the enemy, we will hang my head to Huaiyuan Village! General, please let us go!"
Before he finished speaking, loud scoldings could be heard in the distance, coming from far away from the school grounds. Beads of sweat appeared on Mo Lingfeng's forehead, and he looked at Zhong Jiaqing eagerly.
Their actions will eventually be discovered, and they must seize the time to get out of Gaoping Village. As long as they can get out, they can establish military exploits and join the left army led by Zhong Jiaqing.
Today's castle is changing every moment. The longer it takes, the harder it will be for her. Moreover, Wang Zhizhou and others are worried that the matter will be exposed, so they will control her more and more strictly, and even slowly eliminate her people.
"General Zhong!"
Zhong Jiaqing shook his head, picked up the bridle, and tightened his grip on the riding whip: "No, the army has its own laws and regulations. You stay here and listen to military orders."
After that, he raised his riding crop, whipped it down hard, and beat the horse away.
The soldiers behind him also followed suit. The infantry battalion ran in unison, their armor clanking, and their steps were neat and powerful. The horse battalion followed behind, majestic.
The people chasing Mo Lingfeng were getting closer and closer, and they kept scolding them. Mo Lingfeng was never allowed to have the opportunity to show up in other villages - she and her one hundred soldiers were too eye-catching, and once they appeared, they would not appear again. Buried.
If Mo Lingfeng is allowed to emerge, His Majesty will one day discover that it was their negligence that led to Mo Qianlan's intervention in the fort, which would be a disaster for them and the rest.
At this moment, a horse ran past Mo Lingfeng. Mo Lingfeng, who had been motionless, suddenly jumped up, jumped up, grabbed the bridle with all his strength, and hung half of his body on the side of the horse's belly.
Horse hooves were flying around her, and if she accidentally fell, she would immediately turn into a puddle of mud.
The screams of the soldiers on horseback were drowned in the overwhelming movement of the march. Amid a sudden sway, Mo Lingfeng stretched out his foot and stepped on the stirrup - the instep of the stirrup.
The soldier let out a cry of pain and raised his hand to push her off the horse. However, Mo Lingfeng was so good at riding that he had already turned over and sat in front of him. He grabbed the riding crop from his hand, whipped it hard, and rushed out. Go to Gaopingzhai.
Yin Nan followed closely, jumped on his horse, and gathered the soldiers on horseback in front of him. Seeing this, Nomad Qing and others also grabbed the horses and ran away.
The neat team immediately became chaotic, and the majestic cavalry also became grotesque. They were stacked one on top of the other and could not be shaken off. They were all confused as to what to do. They reported forward layer by layer until they reached Zhong Jiaqing's ears.
At this time, they had left Gaoping Village. Zhong Jiaqing turned around and took a look. He had no intention of stopping to punish Mo Lingfeng. Their morale should not be wasted on such trivial matters. Since they wanted to serve the country with their own lives, they should go and do it.
An extra team of people to kill the enemy will only benefit the country and bring no harm.
He turned back and left indifferently, and Mo Lingfeng smelled the wind outside Gaoping Village for the first time.
The wind carried mist, cold snow, and gurgling water from Hengshan Mountain, blowing over her face, filling her robe, and blowing through her skin.
She looked around and saw undulating hills, criss-crossing ravines, green mountains and yellow sand, and forests and grasses waiting to be luxuriant. The expedition team walked through the silkworm bushes and bird paths, heading towards the space between heaven and earth.
Gaopingzhai could no longer contain her.
She and her men will walk into the sky in the hands of Zhong Jiaqing, and they will shine brightly on the blood of Jin Lu.
She also needs to include those men who are good at fighting, those who are ambitious, those who are marginalized, and those who support their families, into her Mo Family Army and Dingyuan Army.
