It's all because last year's Battle of Chuisha broke out suddenly - King Yan of Song was beaten on the head by Qi before he was ready to attack for supremacy.
The Song State was caught off guard and had no choice but to surrender to the Chu State and attract the Chu State's assistance, which turned the danger into safety.
Every time King Yan of the Song Dynasty thought about this place, he felt regretful!
Deeply ashamed!
I, the Song Dynasty, wanted to dominate the world and attack from all sides... But before I could even establish my grand plan, I was forced to surrender to Chu...
I'm so angry. I'm so angry.
Of course, voluntarily becoming a vassal state of the Chu State was only a temporary measure - Song Wangyan had already made up his mind that when the time came, he would break away from the Chu State's sphere of influence and then stab him in the back!
Song Wangyan always felt that this experience of being a vassal would become a stain on his life as the overlord of the Central Plains.
This shame will sooner or later be washed away with the blood of Chu people!
Although the time is not yet ripe now, with this reason for school martial arts, it is an opportunity to legitimately kill Chu people!
Just as King Yan of Song was in a daze, a fast horse galloped from the Chu army. The messenger on top did not dismount. He sat on the horse and raised his hands to King Yan of Song. Are you ready, when will the martial arts school start?"
King Yan of the Song Dynasty looked up to the sky and smiled. He looked around and said with a smile: "These Chu people are quite anxious."
"It's ridiculous to rush to die!"
All the officials of the Song Dynasty murmured in agreement, but no one dared to refute.
King Yan of the Song Dynasty was so proud that he laughed loudly at the messenger of the new army in Quyang: "Go back and tell your compatriots - the swords in the school martial arts field have no eyes, and it does not matter life or death! I, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty, will not show mercy, and you don't have to stop. !”
Then, King Yan of the Song Dynasty waved his hand: "Hunt the flag! Give the order - the school martial arts begins!"
Behind King Yan of the Song Dynasty, a soldier holding a flag vigorously waved the flag in his hand. Then the 80,000 Song troops who were watching became furious and the drums rumbled.
The one hundred Song troops sent by King Yan of the Song Dynasty to fight were all the imperial guards selected from a thousand. At this time, facing the Chu army, none of them took their opponents seriously.
Hearing the sound of drums, all the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty looked at each other and laughed and said: "The Chu soldiers on the opposite side must be so scared that their calves are shaking!"
"My Imperial Guard of the Great Song Dynasty is invincible in the world!"
"Kill a few more in a while, and the king will definitely give you a big reward!"
"What nonsense, Marquis Quyang of Chu State - it's just good luck. I'll teach those cowardly Chu people what it means to be a true warrior!"
These soldiers of the Song Dynasty were serving as guards around King Yan of the Song Dynasty. Under the influence of their ears and eyes, they were all cruel and bloodthirsty freaks.
Now that the school martial arts event is about to begin, no one is thinking about "finishing it" with the Chu people. Instead, everyone is gearing up, just hoping to chop off a few more heads soon.
King Yan of the Song Dynasty stood up suddenly on the high platform and laughed loudly at the one hundred guards below: "Go! Kill all those one hundred Chu people, and I will personally beat the drums to cheer you up!"
After that, King Yan of the Song Dynasty walked up to the drum in person, took off his coat, revealing his strong muscles, and picked up the drum stick to chisel the drum head hard. The sound was surprisingly loud, much louder than those of skilled drummers.
In this situation, the blood of the one hundred Song Dynasty imperial guards participating in the battle was full of blood!
One hundred Song soldiers shouted in unison: "Fight! Fight!" and rushed towards the Chu soldiers' phalanx five hundred steps away.
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On Xiong Wuliang's side, those participating in the battle were also top-notch elites - all one hundred soldiers came from the eight hundred personal guard battalion under the command of Zhong Hua!
Under the command of Qu Yanghou, Buqu has always been known for its rigorous training and well-equipped equipment.
From the initial one thousand troops, it expanded to three thousand troops, and then the "Quyang Army" and "Shaohu Army" were merged into one army, and the total strength expanded to 10,000...all the while retaining the original strength. tradition of.
But objectively speaking, Quyang's new army now has a large number of new soldiers, and there are many new soldiers - in fact, the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers is inevitably mixed.
Not so with the 800 soldiers camp under Zhong Hua!
These eight hundred soldiers were carefully selected by Zhong Hua from the nearly 200,000 people in the fiefdom. Each of them was a strong man capable of killing tigers and leopards.
After entering the personal barracks, Zhong Hua taught every day and taught him all his martial arts skills without hesitation.
Now that a fierce battle is imminent, Zhong Hua doesn't even get up - he has absolute confidence in his military camp!
The leader of the hundred-man team of the personal barracks was surprisingly one of the two children Xiong Wuliang rescued from the refugees - Xiaobai's brother Xiaohei.
Even though this guy is only thirteen years old, due to his hard work, he is ranked among the top ten warriors even in the military camp!
Xiao Hei was covered in armor and half-crouched behind the shield. His eyes were half nervous and half excited!
Especially when he saw his mentor Zhong Hua not even standing up, Xiao Hei was even more excited - this shows Zhong Hua's absolute trust in him!
"Ready..." Xiao Hei raised the dagger in his hand!
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King Yan of the Song Dynasty stood on the high platform and beat the drumsticks like crazy.
Within a moment, he was already sweating profusely.
The 80,000 soldiers of the Song Dynasty cheered and cheered, and it was very lively. On the other hand, the Chu army 500 steps away, the 10,000 soldiers of the Chu army were silent, as if they were frightened.
King Yan of Song Dynasty laughed endlessly!
Damn Chu State! Bullshit Qu Yanghou!
Sooner or later, this king will trample all of you under his feet! Today, let’s take a hundred Chu heads to add to the fun!
"The Chu people opposite were stunned! They couldn't even beat the drum!" King Yan of Song Dynasty was in high spirits!
The surrounding Song soldiers were naturally laughing loudly, their morale was high, and their words were filled with ridicule and disdain for the Chu people.
"The king is mighty!"
"Long live the king!"
"Long live the Song Dynasty!"
Eighty thousand people cheered in unison, like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, which made the sky tremble.
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Beads of sweat flowed from Xiao Hei's forehead.
Not out of fear – but out of excitement!
Three hundred steps!
Two hundred and fifty steps!
Two hundred steps!
At this time, the Song people had entered the range of the continuous crossbow, but Xiao Hei turned a blind eye.
Wait for the distance to be closer!
One hundred steps!
Eighty steps!
The guards could already clearly see the equipment of the Song people on the opposite side - from the appearance, these one hundred Song soldiers were well-equipped, each holding a large leather shield and covered with thick iron armor!
Obviously he is not the 'ordinary Song soldier' that Song Wangyan told Xiong Wuliang.
Xiao Hei secretly spit in his heart - Song people are insidious!
Sixty steps!
He could probably already see the faces of these Song people - Xiao Hei's heart skipped a beat.
These Song soldiers all have red eyes and crazy faces!
All of them are obviously bloodthirsty. They are either here to fight in school or to kill people!
Xiao Hei put away his last trace of pity and waved his hand: "Fire crossbow volley!"
Benedict!
Benedict!
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call out!
The subtle sound of the crossbow arrows breaking the wind was inconspicuous on the battlefield where 80,000 Song soldiers were desperately making noise.
If you look carefully——
This time the repeating crossbow arrows seemed to shoot faster than the usual repeating crossbow arrows!
