"You said that my father has not been home for more than two years. Will he be shocked when he sees me growing so tall?"
"Do you think eldest brother can still remember the big white horse that he promised me?"
"Do you think Xiaobao can still remember his father? After all, he was only over a year old when his father and eldest brother left..."
There were two burly young men sitting in front of a carriage heading towards the south gate. One of them was chattering nonstop, while the other one-eyed boy just nodded and said nothing.
At this time, most people in the city have not received news that the epidemic has been lifted, and there are still few pedestrians on the streets. However, the city gate is open all day, and the carriages drive directly to the military camp outside the south gate without any obstruction.
After tying the carriage to one side and seeing the once sparsely populated military camp now in full swing, Wang Zhi was sure that his cousin had not lied to him. His father and brother were finally back, and he was very excited.
"Anyone who comes is stopped, the military camp is an important place, no idlers are allowed to enter!"
Outside the military camp, the soldiers of the Forbidden Army on the left and right blocked the way of the two people.
Wang Zhi also knew that the rules of the military camp were like this, so he did not make it difficult for them. He cupped his hands and said, "Brother, please inform the king and tell him that his son has come to look for him."
Wang Tongzhi’s son?
Several soldiers looked at each other and saw that the tall young man in front of them was indeed somewhat similar to Wang Tongzhi, so one of them went in to report.
"Second brother!"
Not long after, a young general in his early twenties trotted out of the military camp. When they saw Wang Zhi, the two of them shouted excitedly.
"Brother!"
When Wang Zhi saw this young general, he was also happy beyond words. He ran forward in two or three steps and hugged the man fiercely.
"Oh, oh, oh, let go, let go!"
The young general patted Wang Zhi on the back, his voice almost hoarse, "Strangle my brother to death!"
Wang Zhi let go of his arm, put it on his shoulder, looked at the young general with a helmet that only reached his eyebrows, and laughed: "Haha, brother, why have you become shorter?"
This young general is also a handsome young man. His appearance is five points similar to Wang Zhi's, but his face is softer and his stature is smaller than Wang Erlang. He is Wang Zhi's eldest brother - Wang Xun.
"Second brother, it's not that my brother has become shorter, it's that you have grown taller!"
Wang Xun raised his head slightly and looked at the strong young man in front of him. He smiled and cursed with emotion: "We both grew up eating from the same pot. How can we let a kid like you gain such weight?"
"Ha ha…"
Wang Zhi laughed again when he heard this, "You couldn't eat me before. My mother-in-law said before that whoever eats more will be the general in the future. Now it seems that my mother-in-law knows how to lie to me."
"Haha... let's go, I'll take you to the military camp to meet Dad."
Wang Xun took his brother's hand and walked into the military camp. On the way, he asked, "How is my mother now?"
"Aniang is very nice. She just keeps thinking about you all day long. You said you would come back a long time ago. Why haven't you come back yet?"
"Actually, I returned to the military camp the afternoon before yesterday. I just heard that there was a plague in the city and my father ordered that no one be allowed to enter the city, so I didn't go back."
Wang Xun suddenly thought of something and asked: "By the way, how is the plague now? Is everyone in the family okay?"
"Plague~"
Wang Zhi deliberately hesitated for a moment, then uttered two words under Wang Xun's increasingly nervous gaze, "No more!"
"Gone?"
"Yes, it's gone. He was already dead under the hands of your brother. Everyone in the family is fine."
Wang Xun was confused, but he also knew that this younger brother liked to brag, so he didn't care, "It's good that everything is fine. I just don't know when I can see my mother-in-law."
"You want to see your wife and son?"
Wang Zhi snorted lightly and said disgustedly: "Xiaobao probably doesn't even recognize you as his father. My uncle brought him up all by himself."
Hearing this, Wang Xun's eyes showed a look of longing, and he smiled and patted his shoulder, "I know, I've worked hard for you these past two years. I'll show you something good after I meet my father later."
"What a good thing?" Wang Zhi said excitedly.
"You'll know in a minute!" Wang Xun blinked and let it slip.
The two brothers chatted and laughed all the way to the Chinese army's tent and stopped. Wang Xun said: "My father is discussing things with some generals inside. Let's wait outside."
"Uh-huh."
Wang Zhi nodded, knowing that the military affairs could not be disturbed, so he listened to his brother outside the tent talking about the wars of the past two years.
A quarter of an hour later, the tent door opened, and some generals walked out one after another, some middle-aged and some young, all of them strong and burly, with an imposing manner.
Wang Zhi looked on with envy, asking each brother who they were and what their achievements were.
Wang Xun signaled with his eyes and whispered: "This bearded man is called Wang Yuan. He is the vanguard general that my father relies on the most. He is the most brave in battles and is always the first to rush forward."
"This slightly shorter one is called Xin Xingzong. He is good at using strategies. He once planned to capture two of Fang La's eight heavenly kings. Dad will discuss everything with him..."
At this moment, Wang Xun saw a strong man like an iron tower coming out of the tent. He directly passed the other people and said to Wang Zhidao: "Second brother, look, this is the man. He dares to penetrate deep into the enemy's army with just one spear." He fought bloody battles with dozens of people in the lair, and finally captured Fang La alive. The army called him 'the enemy of ten thousand people'!"
Wang Zhi immediately became interested when he saw this man, because he was the only general who could rival him in stature.
If I put on his armor, I shouldn't be much worse than him.
Wang Zhi thought about the heroic spirit of capturing the enemy general alive in the midst of thousands of troops. He couldn't help but feel a little passionate and asked urgently: "What's his name?"
Wang Xun responded casually: "His name is Han Shizhong!"
"What?"
Wang Zhi's eyes widened for a moment and he exclaimed, "Han Shizhong?"
This shout was so loud that it scared Wang Xun beside him. Even the generals who had walked away, including Han Shizhong himself, the strong man from the iron tower, looked at Wang Zhi and Wang Zhi.
Seeing this majestic man with an iron tower and lightning-like eyes approaching him, the memory of this name that Wang Zhi had hidden in the depths of his mind gradually came to mind.
Han Shizhong, one of the four generals of the Zhongxing Dynasty in the Southern Song Dynasty, was known as "the first hero of the Zhongxing Dynasty" at the time. He joined the army at the age of 18 and first broke into the Yinzhou City of Xixia, beheading the guard. Climb Tiandu Mountain, kill two enemy generals, and repel several reinforcements...
There were countless such miraculous deeds, but the general in charge of border affairs did not believe that someone could be so brave and believed that the military report was untrue, so he only promoted Han Shizhong to one level. So far, he is still worthy of being a general in the army.
As for the later anti-Jin wars, Han Shizhong led his Han family army to many victories. The battles of Huangtiandang and Dayizhen were even more difficult for the Jin army for several years, and they even almost captured the Jin army commander Jin Wu alive. Technique, achieve extraordinary feats.
It was Han Shizhong who broke through the heavy siege of the Jin army and successfully sent Zhao Gou, the founding emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, to Hangzhou to ascend the throne. It can be said that Han Shizhong was the anchor of stability during the turbulent period in the early days of the Southern Song Dynasty. Without Han Shizhong, Zhao Gou would have been defeated long ago. I don’t know how many times I have died, how can I talk about the Southern Song Dynasty after that...
Wang Zhi suddenly felt bitter in his heart. His impression of the Song Dynasty was very vague. There were not many people from the Song Dynasty who could remember him. He didn't even know who his cousin was in history or whether he ascended the throne later. He could only remember a few people. , Han Shizhong is one of them, but the name Han Shizhong is bound to the Southern Song Dynasty.
If Han Shizhong had already been born, it would not have been many years before the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty...
"Does this little brother know a certain family?"
Wang Zhi's thoughts were pulled back by a question. Looking at the majestic enemies in front of him, he couldn't help but feel proud. There are famous generals in the Song Dynasty and a saint like himself. The future is unknown. Why do you think so much now? It only increases worries.
Wang Erlang, who had never been mentally exhausted for more than three seconds, turned to Lie Xinxi. He was not afraid of Han Shizhong's energetic tiger eyes. He held his hands and said: "Who knows the name of Han Powu, who is an enemy of ten thousand people? Today I have admired General Han for a long time when I saw that he is truly a hero. Can General Han allow me to ask you for a few tips?"
When the generals heard that this unknown boy dared to call Han Shizhong his early nickname "Han Po Wu", they also stopped to watch with interest.
Naturally, all the generals knew that Han Shizhong was a scoundrel. When he was young, he roamed the countryside and was afraid of everyone. When they heard that Han Shizhong was leaving his hometown to join the army, the countryside was filled with gongs and drums, firecrackers were blasting, and countless villagers went out to see Han off. …
However, after joining the army, Han Shizhong killed countless enemies and became the most brave among the three armies. No one dared to call him "Han Po Wu" anymore. Instead, he was called "Ten Thousand Enemies".
"Second brother! Don't be rude!"
Wang Xun scolded lightly, then turned to Han Shizhong and said with a smile: "My brother is young and has nothing to do. Don't blame Han Du for his head."
Dutou? Wang Zhi wondered, such a brave army with ten thousand enemies could capture Fang La alive, who had been causing trouble in the southeast for several years. How could a small battalion be defeated?
In the Song Dynasty, the imperial army generally had a capital of one hundred people, five capitals were commanders, five commanders were the army, ten armies were the compartments, and above the compartments were the numbered armies, which belonged to the three yamen.
To put it bluntly, this Dutou is a centurion. Even Wang Erlang's upcoming deputy commander is also the direct superior of the five Dutou.
"Hahaha...it doesn't matter."
Han Shizhong smiled heartily and said: "I haven't heard the name Han Powu from a certain family for a long time. You are so brave. You are indeed Wang Tong's tiger. How do you want to ask for advice? Tell me, a certain family will learn from you." That’s it.”
"Swords and guns have no eyes, how about sumo wrestling?" Wang Zhi is eager to give it a try.
"good!"
Han Shizhong cheered and took off his helmet on the spot. A soldier stepped forward to take it and immediately began to remove it.
Wang Zhi laughed excitedly when he saw this and began to untie his clothes.
"Second brother..."
Just as Wang Xun was about to open his mouth to stop him, he was stopped by a slap on the shoulder from behind him.
Wang Xun turned around and saw this person, and suddenly looked sad, "Dad..."
This man is Wang Zhen, the biological father of brothers Wang Xun and Wang Zhi.
Wang Zhen was over fifty years old, with a beard under his chin. He was stronger than Wang Xun, but not as good as the genetically mutated Wang Erlang. His tough and weathered face was now a little softer. He looked at his second son who only focused on Han Shizhong. , shook his head slightly.
Wang Xun understood and retreated behind Wang Zhen without saying a word.
