Chapter 448： Swallow it in one bite!

Defeated like a mountain, Cheng Juhu claimed to be Song Naifeng's Eight Great King Kong. However, he met Song Wensong today. Although Song Wensong only controls the small area of ​​Yumu Bend, his reputation in the Northwest Army is unmatched.

There may be many soldiers in the Northwest Army who do not know the generals, but no one does not know Song San Gongzi Song Wensong. Song Wensong is the son of the Song family. Starting from the corps commander, to the current position of General Zuo, he relied a little bit. The accumulative merits of the army have been promoted, and they have not taken advantage of their own status.

The third son is brave and incomparable at war. The tiger hunting rides in his hands like a river rushing, and its power is so fierce that everyone is shocked. The secret of the third son's use of soldiers is actually very simple, that is, as long as the cavalry charges, He himself will always stand at the forefront.

Look at his tall horse, look at his burly and sturdy figure, and the iron spear weighing more than a hundred catties, really like the **** of war going down to the world, the soldiers of the Northwest Army, all worship him incomparably.

Therefore, in today's battle, the soldiers on Cheng Juhu's side saw the cavalry rushing into the formation and saw the iconic War God gesture of the third son, and everyone's inner fighting spirit had long since collapsed.

In the future, the giant tiger was unprepared. A group of thousands of leading soldiers were still in his tent and drank flowers and wine when the incident occurred. Although there are more than 10,000 soldiers, but there is no leader in the group of dragons, wouldn't it be as good as the birds and beasts scattered?

"Where is Cheng Juhu?"

Sweeping the fallen leaves, the overall situation was determined, Song Wensong rode on the horse, rushed to the prisoners, holding the iron spear in his hand, and sternly shouted!

Cheng Juhu was on the horse, slapped his horse, and clashed at Song Wensong: "San Gongzi, I was ordered to deploy defenses. Why did you use soldiers against me? You killed all the elites in the Northwest Army. They didn't die in Turks and Northern Territories. Under the iron hoof of the Yan people, they died in the hands of the third son. How do you tell the northwestern elders how to treat the general and how to treat our Northwest Army!"

After all, Cheng Juhu is the Eight Great King Kong and a member of the Tiger General. Although he was defeated, there was a fire in his stomach, his tone was harsh, and he was not convinced.

Song Wensong stared at Cheng Juhu, and suddenly burst into laughter. After a long time, his laughter constricted, and a powerful murderous intent appeared on his face. He looked around and said angrily:

"Listen to me. Cheng Juhu privately tuned the frontier army with an intent to rebel. A certain general ordered him to be arrested. Those who dare to resist will be killed without mercy!"

Song Wensong's momentum is pressing, and he directs his horse to Cheng Juhu. Cheng Juhu's eyes are furious, his liver and guts are cracked, and he said: "San Gongzi, you have a **** mouth. My Cheng Juhu is going straight and sitting firmly. I want to confront the general!"

"Haha!" Song Wensong stabbed him with a long iron spear. Cheng Juhu used his own double hammers to resist. Hearing a sound of "Bang!", Cheng Juhu only felt that there was a huge force hitting his internal organs directly from his hands. There was a panic, he suddenly looked up and saw Song Wensong.

The two looked at each other, and he clearly saw the unstoppable killing intent in Song Wensong's eyes. His heart instantly became cold and cold. He suddenly knew that Song Wensong was not good today, and his life is going to be saved today. Difficult!

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately turned his horse's head and pinched the horse hard to flee. Song Wensong gave a cold snort from behind and then yelled. The iron spear in his hand was thrown out with all his strength. Everyone saw a flash of light flashing. He heard a scream, Cheng Juhu's burly body was pierced through his chest by Song Wensong's spear, his huge body fell head-on in the snow, and the snow was stained scarlet.

Cheng Juhu, one of the Eight King Kong, and the Titans under General Song Naifeng died just like that. He died in the hands of Song Wensong, and he couldn't look down upon him!

Song Wensongce immediately took back the spear, and said, "You have all seen, Cheng Juhu is fleeing for fear of crime, and I shot him to death. If you don't understand, Cheng Juhu will end up waiting!"

Song Wensong's eyebrows were cold and the fat on his face was like a murderous god. All the prisoners under Cheng Juhu's hand were all crawling on the ground, shaking with fright, and didn't dare to move a little.

And Cheng Juhu’s confidantes had long been caught by several Titans under Song Wensong’s hands. Today’s battle came out suddenly, and Song Wensong won a great victory, except for killing a handful of people and escaping a handful of people. In addition, most of Cheng Juhu's men and horses were captured by Song Wensong.

Song Wensong was not polite. Even if Cheng Juhu’s remnants were broken up and incorporated into his own army, Song Wensong was originally very prestigious because they were all Northwest Army. Song Wensong’s several iron confidants were captured by Song Wensong. The process turned out to be completed extremely quickly.

Suddenly, Song Wensong's 3,000 cavalry became 6,000, and his pawns changed from 8,000 to more than 10,000. The Qiaotan crisis was lifted, and Song Wensong's men and horses skyrocketed, his strength increased, and his mood was naturally very good.

And when he saw Lu Zhengzhi who was pale, as if he was suffering from a serious illness, his comfortable mood climbed to the top. He arched his hands to Lu Zheng, "Master Lu, you are really smart and smart. In today's battle, the adults are Head work!"

He chuckled, changed the conversation, and said, "It's just that I don't think the adult's complexion is good. Why is this?"

"Um..." Lu Zheng waved his hand continuously, unable to say a word. Although Lu Zheng had a rich life experience, how could he have seen so many dead people?

In the Cold Weapon era, once war started, life was really as fragile as an ant. Seeing this shocking stump and broken arm in front of him, Lu Zheng vomited everything he ate a few days ago.

Besides, he is not accustomed to riding horses. Although he walked at the end as a civilian, he had been bumped all the way right away. If he hadn't been young, I'm afraid he would no longer be able to get along with him. Song Wensong spoke.

"Haha! Come here, our Lord Lu is a great talent in the south of the Yangtze River. We can't bear this kind of wind and frost, and we should wait for Master Lu to rest quickly. If there is a problem, we will engage in military law!" Song Wensong said.

He gave an order, and immediately a soldier and servant came over to help Lu Zheng change his horse and car, and arranged for a maid to come and wait on him. At this moment, Song Wensong was really happy.

He has never suffered from a loss since he was a child, and has never been compared to others. In front of Lu Zheng, he was considered a loss, and he was ridiculed by Lu Zheng as timid, which prompted him to make up his mind to take the risk and give it a go. Strength comes to stand firm.

Now, the battle is unexpectedly smooth. He has won a big victory and gained a lot. More importantly, he now sees Lu Zheng's embarrassment. This is what makes him most happy. At least he feels that he has lost the face before. Some came back.

However, the people present did not laugh except him. Today, in the army account, Lu Zheng's angrily killing Feng Xuelin was witnessed by many people. Even if there was no one who saw him, everyone was in that scene. Can imagine.

Now, who else has the courage to kill his confidant in front of Song Wensong? What's even more incredible is that Lu Zheng retired after killing people, and even told Song Wensong to send troops to Qiaotan, expressing his attitude to the general with an extremely powerful posture.

For such a person, even if he is dying, even if he looks fragile like a maiden, but who dares to despise him?

It is foreseeable that in the future, Yumu Bend will be the place where Lu Zheng and Song Wensong work together. Lu Zheng is an official in Yumu, and Song Wensong cannot do without him, because only Lu Zheng has the ability to prevent Song Wensong from being affected by the Song family. , Comfortably feed the soldiers under his hands.

And Lu Zheng couldn't do without Song Wensong, because he wanted to start the north-south trade without the support of the big boss, that would be impossible.

The imperial court had a border ban, and the border defense of Longyou in the northwest was completely controlled by the Song family and the Qi family. It was almost impossible for ordinary merchants to get a share of the trade.

But now, Lu Zheng has made the impossible possible in this way. The Song family is not monolithic. If Song Wensong wants to survive and to be self-reliant, he can only follow Lu Zheng’s advice and open the north-south passage...

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Song Wensong sent troops to Qiaotan. At this time, the inspection team led by General Song Naifeng was also marching towards Yumu Bend. The weather was really cold, and the group of people just caught up with a blizzard, so they looked a little embarrassed, and the trip was naturally somewhat disturbed.

Solving Song Wensong's matter, in the eyes of brothers like Song Wenhua and Song Wenjie, is a first-class matter, because it concerns their respective future status and future in the family.

But such a thing seemed insignificant in Song Naifeng's eyes. As the first man in the Northwest military, Song Naifeng controlled the overall situation. At least so far, no one in the Northwest could threaten his existence.

He has no special preferences for his three sons. It's just that the boss and the second child have their own families behind them. Song Naifeng heard more pillow breeze in his ears, and he was overwhelmed by it, and naturally he was less spoiled for the third child!

But after all, Song Wensong is also his son. According to his rules of ruling the army, merits must be rewarded. Song Wensong has been involved in combat merits, and now he has also risen to the position of General Zuo.

"Father, the third brother is very ambitious. I am worried that he may be a little dissatisfied, so I made some preparations in advance! Father, when we reach the Swan Beak, do we lead another group of cavalry?" Song Wenhua rushed over to Song Naifeng abruptly. Tao.

Song Naifeng wore a military uniform and rode on the horse. Although his temples were stained with frost, he couldn't see the slightest senility on his face. He holds a long knife with sharp eyes and awe-inspiring majesty.

He glanced at Wei Wei Nuo Nuo, the cautious second son, the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, he snorted, and said: "Wen Hua, it seems that you are pressing every step, the rabbit bites people in a hurry, your third brother is more than just A rabbit..."

Song Wenhua was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Father, our brothers are in front of you, who dare to fool around? The third brother is only afraid of you, father. You can set the world with a word..."

Song Wenhua had something to say. Suddenly, there was the sound of horseshoes like a storm in the distant sky. On the endless wasteland, a group of cavalry rushed at full speed, coming straight to Song Naifeng and the others...