Chapter 546: Determination

"Gurtu, Korqin, remember the oath you made. Yanzhou has been destroyed by the plague. As long as Yanguan is taken, Beidi's wish to unify the world will be fulfilled.��

"And your names will be sung by everyone on the grassland and will be immortal forever." Mule Hongzhen's voice was dark and low, as if it came from the horizon.

"Great Khan, even if our blood runs dry, we will capture Yanguan for you." Gurtu and Korqin looked at each other and said in unison.

Mule Hongzhen nodded, and said to Gule and Wuyan: "The time to prove your loyalty has come. As long as Yanguan is taken, we will give you the name of Beidi people, and from now on you will be a member of Beidi. "

Gu Le and Wu Yan knelt down at the same time.

In Bei Di, Bei Di people are the first class, people from vassal states belong to you, conquered tribes like them belong to the third class, and the fourth class is Da Song people.

The status of people of each class in Da Song is very different.

Even if they lead the first and second royal tents of Xiliang respectively.

When they see ordinary Bei Di people, they have to give way and salute them.

And if they get the names bestowed by the Khan, they can become the first class from the third class and enjoy the highest honor.

"Khan, we will exchange our lives for the honor you give us." Gu Le and Wu Yan said at the same time, their eyes full of desire.

Mule Hongzhen showed a satisfied look, "When the siege equipment is completed, you will send troops to Yanguan."

"Yes, Khan. "The four of them answered loudly at the same time.

After explaining the matter, Muller Hongzhen went down the city wall.

He was going to Jincheng.

Ningcheng was located on the front line, and the soldiers attacking Yanguan would frequently travel between Ningcheng and Yanguan.

If the plague was brought back accidentally, it would be very dangerous.

So Temujin and Ulanba both tried their best to dissuade him from staying in Jincheng, just in case.

Besides, for them, Yanguan is now within their reach.

Just wait for good news.

Three days later, the siege equipment for attacking Yanguan was completed.

Guldan, who was temporarily appointed as the Grand Chancellor, led an army of 400,000 and marched towards Yanguan.

The Yanguan scout in charge of reconnaissance immediately sent the news back.

Mo Yu learned the news and arranged defenses while sending the news back to Yancheng.

"The war has begun, you son of a bitch, Beidi, this time I must deal with you severely. "

Military Academy, Command Room.

Chang Wei was leading the generals to simulate the Ningjindusi Battle.

When Mo Yu's news came, he slammed his palm on the table, knocking over several teacups on it.

The generals were eager to fight after hearing this.

"Hehe, let Beidi have a taste of rifles this time." Qin Shan roared.

"Although there are 400,000 Beidi people attacking Yanguan, the real main force is only the two kings of Beidi, and the two kings of Xiliang that were temporarily put together are just a mob. "Lü Chang said.

"..."

In the battle of Jinzhou, the elite troops of Xiliang were defeated by them.

The temporary Xiliang soldiers were no better than the miscellaneous soldiers of the powerful families.

The generals said something, and they showed no fear of the war.

Yang Zhen saw this scene and felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

If the generals of Ningjindusi were all as fearless as them when facing the war.

How could he lose Ningjindusi?

At the same time, he gradually understood one thing.

The rise of King Yan was not accidental.

The young King Yan himself was a staunch advocate of war.

Facing the title of Lord of the Land As a noble family, facing the Yuan family and the Northern Di, he never chose to surrender.

Instead, he fought his way out and firmly sat in Yanzhou.

Secondly, he was diligent in government and loved the people, and he also knew how to develop various powerful firearms.

Even the generals under his command, he could train them so well.

Sometimes, he even thought that this King of Yan really looked like a ruler.

However, this idea was somewhat disrespectful to Emperor Zhao Heng of Dasong, so he just thought about it and never dared to mention it.

"General Yang, you will return to Chrysanthemum Island now and wait for orders at any time. From the investigation, Muller Hongzhen is commanding two kings to sit in Jincheng. This time we have to use a series of traps." Chang Wei said.

Yang Zhen nodded, "Yes, General."

After hesitating, he said, "General Chang, please give the most dangerous task to our Ningjin Army. We will take back what we have lost."

Chang Wei laughed loudly, "Don't worry, you will fight this battle. "

Yang Zhen cast a grateful look at Chang Wei and turned away.

After leaving the military academy, he went straight to the north of the city, ready to go to Leting County and then return to Chrysanthemum Island.

Halfway through, he suddenly pulled the reins and stood still.

After a while, he turned his horse's head and headed west.

In this Ningjin battle, he was determined to die. He would never retreat on the battlefield and would live and die with the Ningjin army.

But when he made a vow in his heart, he suddenly thought of his father and daughter.

This time he went , the future is unpredictable.

Although the generals are optimistic, he knows that behind their optimism, they are ready to die just like him.

After all, in this Ningjin battle, they will face Beidi, the most vicious enemy of Dasong, alone.

Going west, bypassing several alleys, he stopped in front of a house with two willow trees in front of the door.

In fact, after Yang Feng arrived in Yancheng, Bai Shang told him the location of his house.

But he has never had the face to come to see his father and daughter.

Even now, he just wanted to look from a distance.

Every time he wanted to take a step forward, there seemed to be a huge resistance pulling him back.

After staring for a while, he finally reined in his horse and headed north.

In the eyes of his father and daughter, he was already dead.

In this battle, life and death were uncertain. Even if they met again, it would probably be just a short reunion, and they would still be separated forever in the future.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Yang Zhen's figure gradually went away, and at this time Yang Feng and Yang Susu came out of the yard.

Inadvertently glimpsing the figure on the horse in the distance, Yang Feng suddenly shuddered.

"No... nothing, let's go to the East Market. If it's later, the tofu will not be sold." Yang Feng shook his head, thinking that he was really getting older and older.

There was an illusion that the sixth son Yang Zhen was still alive.

Although Yang Susu was strange, she nodded obediently and pushed the unicycle with her grandfather to the East Market.

Because they were exiled to Yanzhou, the Yang family mansion was confiscated.

They went to Yanzhou with only a small amount of money.

After renting a house here, they had very little money left, and they had to pay money every month in the future.

In order to make a living, she remembered the tofu she had learned from the maid in the mansion.

So she made tofu every day and went to the East Market with her grandfather to sell it.

"Is there really nothing?" Yang Susu looked at Yang Feng worriedly.

She had never seen Yang Feng lose his composure like this, and subconsciously looked into the distance.

Not finding anything unusual, she shook her head, and her figure gradually went away with the sound of the wheels of the unicycle rolling.