From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 1119

At dawn, the morning sun is like fire.

The earth is also burning with flames.

In addition to the raging fire, Liangzhou Wei also has anger.

Twenty thousand people finally waited for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. When the enemy was most tired, exhausted, and unprepared, they rushed in from behind.

This pack of wolves, like a vicious pack, rushed into the sick sheepfold. The number of people could not determine the outcome of the battle.

Looking down from a high altitude, you can see that Xu Dasheng's soldiers were like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves, killing the Ma family soldiers and making them fall and retreat continuously.

The roar was enough to shock the world.

"Did you hear it! Did you hear it!"

Xiong Kuohai couldn't help but yelled: "Song Wu! Boy, did you hear it! It's reinforcements! We actually have reinforcements!"

"Zhou Yuan really has a plan! The reinforcements are coming! The Ma family army is attacked from both sides, they are finished!"

Song Wu lay on the ground, mumbling something in a daze.

Xiong Kuohai pulled him up, slapped him twice, and said, "Wake up! Wake me up! Don't fall asleep!"

"Reinforcements are coming! Did you hear that! Song Wu!"

Song Wu shook his head suddenly. He was confused due to blood loss and suddenly woke up. He widened his eyes and said in a trembling voice, "Really...really reinforcements...really reinforcements! The commander left a backup plan!"

"Northwest...Northwest is saved..."

After saying that, he seemed to have chicken blood, raised his knife and roared, "Brothers! Our reinforcements are here! The Ma family army is finished! Cooperate with the reinforcements to kill the enemy!"

Like a person who is about to die of thirst in the desert, suddenly saw a clear spring, all the soldiers saw the fire of hope and burst out with powerful strength.

"Reinforcements are coming! Kill the enemy!"

"Attack from front and back! Kill them!"

"Revenge! Defend the northwest!"

The remaining Zhejiang army began a crazy counterattack.

Xu Dasheng also roared when he heard the sound, and both sides began to launch the most brutal attack on the enemy.

The Ma family army and the Yarkand army, with more than 70,000 people, could not take care of both sides in the face of such an offensive, and their morale was on the verge of collapse.

People kept falling down and shouting in fear. They were stuck in various alleys and were left with only fear and panic.

Ma Xinchang shouted at the top of his lungs: "Don't be afraid! There are not many of them! Don't be afraid!"

"Who told you to surrender! Who told you to escape! I'll kill you!"

He hacked several deserters to death and roared: "Whoever dares to escape! I'll kill him! Kill your whole family!"

In the distance, Xu Dasheng had already shouted: "Brothers in the northwest! Put down your weapons and surrender! I, Xu Dasheng, promise not to kill you!"

"I am from Gansu! You may have heard of my name! Believe me! I won't kill my fellow countrymen!"

"Hand over Ma Xinchang! No one will dare to kill you!"

While rushing forward, he roared, and every cut was bloody, and every word pierced the heart of the Ma family army.

Collapse.

The Ma family army finally had a large-scale collapse.

This is the most terrible thing on the battlefield. Not to mention tens of thousands of people, even hundreds of thousands of people, when they are fleeing, they are easier to kill than pigs.

The balance of war tilted, morale rose and fell, the soldiers of Hanzhong and Zhejiang fought more and more bravely, and finally killed through the Ma family army and gathered together.

They had no words!

They didn't even need a glance!

They only recognized clothes!

Start killing!

So, an unprecedented rout occurred, and the Ma family army even threw away their weapons and took off their armor, just to speed up their escape.

Song Wu gritted his teeth and went forward, roaring: "Ma Xinchang! You can't run away!"

Ma Xinchang fled!

Song Wu chased him madly!

He couldn't feel the pain, he only had boundless hatred.

He thought of his uncle Ma Guoyuan, and the uncles who died on the city wall...

"You bastard! Give me your life!"

Song Wu burst out with all his strength. How could the number one in the army not be able to outrun Ma Xinchang, who was a trained person.

He finally caught up, and the other party stabbed him directly in the stomach with a backhand knife.

Blood gushed out, Ma Xinchang said fiercely: "Are you here to die? You are the same as that cripple!"

He wanted to stab again! But he found that he couldn't pull out his knife!

Song Wu held his knife with his hand! Even though his hand was already bleeding!

"Traitorous beast! Do you think you can escape?"

Song Wu gritted his teeth and swung his knife suddenly, directly chopping off Ma Xinchang's head!

He grabbed the head and shouted to the sky: "Ma Xinchang is dead! All of you surrender to me!"

After shouting this, he fell straight back.

A pair of big hands held him up steadily, looking at him covered in blood, looking at the knives on his back and stomach...

Xiong Kuohai didn'tJin sighed: "Damn! This guy is a fucking hero!"

He took out the pill from his arms and stuffed it into Song Wu's mouth.

He gritted his teeth and said: "Hold on! You can't die! You are the future of Dajin!"

The battle was coming to an end. Under the sun, Xu Dasheng, a native of Gansu, quickly took over everything.

He gathered the captives and guarded them, and ordered his subordinates to clean up the remaining soldiers in the city.

Then, he led a group of guards to meet Xiong Kuohai and others.

In the nearby residential house, the military doctor pulled out the knife in Song Wu's abdomen, stopped his bleeding, and sutured his wound.

He woke up again with severe pain.

Still confused, he hurriedly shouted: "Did we win! Did we win!"

Xu Dasheng said: "Brother Song! We won! The Ma family army and the army of Yarkand were all defeated!"

"We killed all the foreign soldiers, and the Ma family army still has more than 20,000 prisoners, which we haven't killed yet."

"You can rest assured and recover. We have defended the northwest."

Song Wu saw Xu Dasheng, saw this big brother who had sealed the wolf and lived in Xu together, and heard the last words.

This man who didn't cry when facing the most difficult crisis and the most serious injuries suddenly couldn't help crying at this moment.

He cried heartbreakingly, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

"Marshal Jie! We defended it! We defended it!"

"Grandpa... Grandpa... Your grandson didn't bring shame to the Song family... Woo woo..."

"I defended the northwest and the glory of the Song family..."

Seeing this scene, Xiong Kuohai and Xu Dasheng looked at each other and couldn't help but lower their heads.

They couldn't help but choke up a bit.

Ye Mian, who was sitting next to them, chuckled and said, "A sword is sharpened by grinding. Song family boy, after this battle, you are the real sword of Dajin."

"Your grandfather, your father and uncles, even if they are glorious for thousands of years, can't cover up your brilliant brilliance."

"Hahaha! My Dajin! The destiny is endless!"

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

He laughed, and tears came out of his eyes.

He looked around, smiling, but his breathing gradually stopped, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Xiong Kuohai's face changed slightly, and he whispered, "Old Ye... Old Ye... You..."

He hurried over, sniffed, and froze.

This moment seemed to be frozen in time, and it seemed as if a thousand years had passed.

Xiong Kuohai withdrew his hand and bowed deeply to Ye Mian.

He whispered, "Old Ye... Goodbye..."

"You are also a hero. From the moment you agreed to come to the Northwest, you have been a hero."

Xu Dasheng sighed deeply and said, "He is too old. Perhaps he could not hold on any longer. He was kept alive by the unwillingness in his heart."

"The war was won, the Northwest was defended, his wish was fulfilled, and he had no regrets, so he left with a smile."

Everyone looked at Ye Mian's smile and remained silent for a long time.

This land of the Northwest has buried too many heroes.

No wonder the mountains here are so majestic, they are the backbone of heroes.

No wonder the wind here is so violent, it is the sigh of heroes.

The great Northwest, so barren, so desolate, thousands of miles away from the capital, but it supports the splendor there.