King’s House Kindergarten

After the soldiers finished talking to Zhuo Ye, they hurried to the assembly place!

The entire army camp was lit with fire, and at dawn, it was just dawn, and all the soldiers were fully armed!

There's going to be a big battle!

The Qiang Asian army really turned back to counterattack the level, this trip must be a tough battle!

If the Pingguan checkpoint cannot be conquered, the Qiang Asian army can only retreat to the north of Nanyun Mountain, and will encounter the deployment led by Weidehou, and it will be a thousand miles away!

In this battle, Qiang Ya will definitely sink the boat.

No casualties!

Before the camp, General Pang Lao put on his armor again and went into battle.

Inside the armor was the bandages that were changed before or after today's dusk, and the bandages were still oozing blood.

Old General Pang endured the pain and did not let anyone help him.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were silently looking at the elderly General Pang on the stage. The sound of torches in the entire camp was almost silent.

"Qiangya invaded my city, kidnapped my women and children, and killed my people. We and other hot-blooded men should fight back, resist the enemy for thousands of miles, and recover the rivers and mountains! Today's Pingguan battle, at the end of the opponent's turret, we will defend Pingguan to the death. Drive the Qiang Ya people out of Western Qin! Do you dare to fight with me?"

Old General Pang held the sword high, his body trembled, and he stood firm, clearly struggling, but he did not let the sword fall.

The audience looked excited.

"I would like to fight with General Pang!"

"Blood on the battlefield!"

"Recover the rivers and mountains!"

...

Zhuo Xin seems to have never seen such a scene in the army, tens of thousands of soldiers, in the firelight, shouted with blood!

Clearly know that this is a life and death battle!

All Qiangya troops will be crushed in this battle!

After this battle, I don't know how many people will be left in Pingguan, and how many bones will always be buried at the feet of Pingguan!

But in the sky-shattering shouts, it seemed that everything was important!

The important thing is that the mountains and rivers are there, and the peace is there!

With a warm blood, he went to disaster for the country, and he died in the right place!

Zhuo Xin was also in the army earlier, but everyone knew that he was the second son of the Pingyuan Palace, a loyal and loyal family of the Pingyuan Palace. , cast under his father's old department, but all the people take care of him, isolating him from all danger.

He has never been involved in a truly brutal war.

At this moment, he seemed to really feel why his grandfather, father, and all uncles had to defend the country of Western Qin even if they went forward one after another!

The Zhuo family is loyal and full of blood, worthy of the king, and worthy of the people!

Only then did he know that, in fact, the sixth uncle guarded every day, in addition to the Pingyuan palace, there were also thousands of people in the west. In the face of war, no one could stand aside and be ready to be generous at any time.

Zhuo Xin wiped away his tears.

This is what he should do!

Uncle Six is ​​already doing such a thing at his age!

And he has been living under the protection of Sixth Uncle's wings!

The future of Prince Pingyuan is him, and at this moment, he is the only person left in the army in Prince Pingyuan!

"Second son..." Zhuo Ye wanted to take him away.

Just now in the old general's tent, I heard the old general say that this battle will be extremely tragic. The second son is not in the army and should not stay in the army. Amidst the screams that were as loud as the sky, all Zhuo Ye's words to persuade him were extremely pale when the early morning sun was swallowing the dawn.

"Zhuo Ye, did you know? Half of the soldiers here are soldiers from Uncle Six!" Zhuo Xin's eyes were red.

Zhuo Ye froze, and in a trance, he felt that what he saw was not the second son, but the old prince!

Seems to be the same age.

Said the same thing to him.

——"Do you know? Zhuo Ye, half of the soldiers here are the soldiers my father and brother brought!"

Zhuo Ye's eyes were inexplicable.

It was clearly a long time ago, but now it seems to be vivid in my mind.

Just like before.

"Uncle Six is ​​gone! I'm still here!" Zhuo Xin said solemnly, "I'm the Prince of Pingyuan! I'm here, and the Palace of Pingyuan is here!"

Zhuo Ye was stunned.

"I want to defend Pingguan for Uncle Six!" Zhuo Xin's nose was red, "I want to defend Pingyuan for the soldiers of Pingyuan Palace and Xiqin!"

Zhuo Ye has red eyes.

"Uncle Six can do it! So can I!" Zhuo Xin choked, "I'm my father's son! It's not ashamed to die in battle! Zhuo Ye! Do you dare to accompany me!"

Zhuo Ye burst into tears.

...

This battle was fought extremely hard.

From the dawn of Qiangya to attack the level, the two sides fought fiercely until noon.

The other side attacked wave after wave, and reinforcements arrived in a steady stream, and round after round of defense at Pingguan.

However, because Zhuo Yuan, Sun Yong, Marquis Weide and General Pang had all led troops to pursue Nanyun Mountain, the main force is still trapped in Nanyun Mountain and has not returned.

The level is dangerous.

The garrison around the city continued northward.

But the garrison around the city could not go north.

Because Pingguan is just a checkpoint, but Huancheng is an important town in the north.

Once Huancheng misses, it means that the lost ground that has been recovered before will fall again, and the opponent can attack and retreat, and it is possible to extend the time of the front line again. At that time, I don’t know how long this battle will be fought and how many people will die!

So the reinforcements around the city are limited!

We have to wait for the main force of Nanyun Mountain to return!

But General Pang knew that Zhuo Yuan and Sun Yong were gone, and he had to wait for Marquis Weide to come to help, and then the rest of the garrison went to the city, and the garrison in the city went north one after another.

How long they can hold out in Pingguan determines who can win this war to the end!

General Pang is old and has been a soldier all his life. , when the level was reached, a sharp arrow was inserted into the arm of General Pang!

"General Pang!" the guards shouted!

But a steady stream of Qiang Asian soldiers successively attacked the checkpoint city wall, surrounded by the sound of weapons piercing flesh and blood.

Almost protecting General Pang to evacuate.

"Even if I die in battle, I won't leave!" General Pang picked up his sword again and fought desperately with the Qiangya who had reached the level!

Under the city wall, all the Western Qin soldiers were red-eyed.

This battle is extremely tragic!

But at the moment when the military flag embroidered with the word "Pang" collapsed on the high city wall, the soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty who fought fiercely under the city wall all cried bitterly, generous and tragic!

Even if Pingguan is going to miss in the end, it will never be cheap for the Qiangya people!

Even if the head is different in the end, the sword in his hand will fight to the end!

The mourners will win!

Just the moment the military flag embroidered with the word "Pang" collapsed, someone reached out and supported it!

Under the city wall, I don't know what happened to the city wall of Pingguan, but when the military flag embroidered with the word "Pang" was erected again, the soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty under the city wall were full of enthusiasm, and the military flag was still there!

General Pang is still here!

Pingguan has not missed!

They can also fight with the Qiang people to the end!

Old General Pang looked at the boy beside him in amazement. He looked seventeen or eighteen years old. He was dressed in military uniform and armor. The profile face under the helmet was similar to that of King Pingyuan!

He supported the fallen military intelligence with one hand and firmly inserted him into the city wall, and with the other hand, he slowly raised another military flag...

It is an army flag embroidered with the word "Zhuo"!

At this moment, even the veteran General Pang was stunned!

Not to mention half of the soldiers under the command of the Pingyuan Palace under the city wall.

Zhuo Xin put up that military flag, swayed vigorously at the most conspicuous part of the city wall, and fluttered in the wind!

This is the flag of the Pingyuan Palace!

It is the flag of King Pingyuan!

Zhuo Ye's tears seemed to fall unstoppably!

Haven't seen such a scene in years!

Since he stayed in the palace to take care of all the children, the smoke of these battlefields has never entered his eyes again, but today, he is equally enthusiastic and reckless.

The army flag was erected, and all the Qiang Asians on the city wall rushed to Zhuoxin!

Zhuo Ye drew his sword, and General Pang also stood up with his sword.

Zhuo Xin's flag was planted in the most conspicuous position, and he also drew his sword from his waist, fighting to the death with the Qiang Asian soldiers who came up!

...

Under the city wall, all the Western Qin soldiers burst into the sky-shattering cries.

The flag of the "Zhuo" family is still there, the spirit of the army is still there, and the morale of the army is still there!

Immediately! The soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty on the battlefield seemed to see new dawn and hope again. The earlier hesitation, tragic and solemn, all sublimated in this countless excitement and blood!

The soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty became more and more brave!

On the battlefield, one side is strong and the other side retreats.

Many Qiangya people didn't know what happened at all. When the military flag on the Pingguan city wall was erected again, there was no change in the battle situation, but the momentum of the whole battle situation had undergone a shocking reversal!

Countless Qiangya people were beheaded!

Countless military situation on the city wall stands up!

At the gate of Pingguan, reinforcements from around the city arrived, and they had to rush out of Pingguan!

One after another, the battle reports were passed to the Qiangya general. The Qiangya general's face became more and more ugly. In fluent Qiangya, he roared at the messenger in front of him, "Waste! Don't you mean that there are not many people at all? From the beginning, Zhuo Yuan didn't plan to let people guard the level, so he didn't release many people at all! How did these people guard the reinforcements!"

Where does the herald deserve!

The Qiang Asian general continued to roar, "Didn't Zhuo Yuan die in Nanyun Mountain?! Who is the Zhuo family's flag on the city wall pointing to! Who else is in the Pingyuan palace! Are we being tricked by those bugs! "

In the roar, the Qiang Asian army is still retreating!

The morale-boosted Western Qin soldiers rushed towards the retreating Qiang Asian soldiers like beasts!

"General! If we don't withdraw, we will lose our minds!" The staff was anxious!

The General Qiangya slapped his face, "Do you think that if you withdraw the army now, the heart of the army will not be scattered!"

Another staff officer said, "General, everyone thinks that King Pingyuan is here, and the morale of the Western Qin army is greatly shaken. Our army has suffered several defeats in succession with King Pingyuan, and we dare not confront him directly. If we don't withdraw, he is a soldier of Bai Bai. Send your life to the Western Qin people, General!"

Lord Qiang will grit his teeth.

The earlier staff officer said, "General, there is something in the Western Qin army, and we shouldn't confront the Western Qin people at this time!"

The Qiang Asian general looked at the military flag engraved with the word "Zhuo" that fluttered in the wind on the distant city wall with difficulty, "Withdraw!"

The assembly call sounded, and the Qiang Asian army retreated across the board!

The horn here in Pingguan also sounded, no longer directing the Qiang Asian army!

At dusk and sunset, there is blood in front of the Pingguan level, but it reflects the most tragic but most moving color in the sunset.

...

On the city wall, General Pang couldn't stand anymore!

Throwing the battle knife, he sat down directly on the stairs of the city wall, watching the rows of military flags fluttering in the wind on the city wall, watching the Qiang Asian soldiers retreating desperately under the sunset in the distance, laughing wildly!

hold on!

The most impossible level to keep, keep it!

But he wasn't keeping it!

General Pang looked to the side not far away, the young man who was bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun!

He was only seventeen or eighteen years old. He saw him in the camp today, and he was still a little green. Hearing the news of the sixth uncle, the young boy with red eyes and red nose picked up the flag at the moment!

When the flag of the "Pang" family was not down, he seemed to have experienced the most exciting moment in the war in his entire life.

The strength of the military flag of the "Zhuo" family, when that guy was desperately waving the flag at the city wall, he seemed to see himself when he was young, the king of Pingyuan when he was young, and countless people who were with him when he was young. Comrades who fought in blood and fought on the battlefield!

The sword he didn't know how to pick up!

But the moment he fought side by side with Zhuo Ye and Zhuo Xin, he had not felt that he had returned to his passionate youth!

The sunset is infinitely good, but it is only near dusk!

He had never felt that the words were so true!

There has never been a moment like this, so old-fashioned!

I have never felt so fortunate as I am now, the future generations are terrifying and I will decline!

Looking at the face that looked like Tong Zhuoyuan was born, looking at him covered in the world, blood on his saber, and finally throwing the saber, when he went to hug Zhuo Ye, General Pang finally believed that the children of Zhuo's family were all children. A real **** boy!

Not relying on the blessings of the grandparents and fathers, to meddle with the yellow-mouthed children in the army!

Sitting in the well and watching the sky, he is old!

General Pang continued to laugh wildly. There was no bitterness or melancholy in his laughter, but only refreshing, generous, and hearty!

General Pang couldn't stop laughing.

Especially Zhuo Xin, like the rest of his life, wiped away his tears and looked at him with a smile.

Old General Pang's smile grew even stronger.

It was clearly two people who had only met for the first time today, but they seemed to have known each other for the first time. One sat on the steps of the city wall, the other stood in front of the stone wall of the city wall, smiling unreservedly.

At first, Zhuo Ye was also laughing.

But slowly, the smile on Zhuo Ye's face faded.

The old general should not have laughed for so long.

"Old General!" Zhuo Ye stepped forward.

Zhuo Xin was stunned, the smile on his face stopped, and he followed Zhuo Ye forward.

It's just that Zhuo Ye was too late to do anything, so General Pang reached out and picked up his sword. Although he was sitting, he was still smiling, leaning on the sword and sitting upright, but the smile became slower and slower. respite!

"Old General!" Zhuo Xin suddenly panicked!

But General Pang was still smiling.

Just can't speak.

But for the last one in life, what could be better than winning a battle that was almost certain to be lost; watching a young boy, holding up the light in the hearts of all Western Qin soldiers; the same person who only met today, but can Fighting side by side, the juniors who can entrust their backs to him will fight heartily and be more refreshing!

Seeing that Zhuo Xin stepped forward in fear, General Pang smiled with relief, and finally, his eyes slowly closed little by little.

Can't wait for him to come forward...

Old General Pang closed his eyes for a moment, and his hands suddenly felt warm.

wait.

There is no regret.

"General Pang?" Zhuo Xin couldn't believe it, "General Pang! General Pang, wake up! We won! Wake up!"

Zhuo Xin reached out and shook him, "Wake up, General Pang!"

Zhuo Xin burst into tears, "Zhuo Ye, your name is a military doctor!"

Seeing that Zhuo Ye didn't move, his clothes were already dyed red with blood, but he bowed his head and didn't seem to respond.

Zhuo Xin shouted to the soldier on the side again, "Call the military doctor!"

It's just that everyone was sobbing, but no one answered or moved.

"If you don't go, I will!" Zhuo Xin got up.

Zhuo Ye grabbed him, "Second son, General Pang has gone."

Zhuo Xin only felt a blank "hum" in his mind, bit his lower lip tremblingly, "I don't believe it..."