"Boy, you kill someone..." said "Big Brother".

Although the people of Xixia escaped quickly, some people were still chased by the villagers one after another, and then they greeted them with messy weapons and were quickly killed. The worst of them were not fatal, and they were stabbed several times before they were stabbed to death. So they screamed loudly before they died. The more they screamed, the faster the people in front of them escaped.

Actually, this is a good thing.

Otherwise, if they calm down a little, they will find that there are not many people chasing behind them, and they are all villagers. As long as they are organized, they will turn defeat into victory.

Wang Ju shouted: "They have killed so many villagers. They are my villagers and people of the Song Dynasty. Don't you get angry?"

But after thinking about it, he said, "I am a scholar, so I should not kill people, even if it is an enemy."

This guy is from the Imperial City Department. Maybe he will go back immediately and report all the situation to Zhao Zhen. Report to Zhao Zhen, no worries. This emperor is really good in general. Although he has many flaws, he is at least better than more than 90% of the emperors.

He was afraid that this big brother would talk nonsense everywhere.

Once he is designated as a military general, his life will be ruined.

Even if you can make a name for Donghuamen, it will be destroyed!

However, he vaguely felt that so many things had happened, and the future might be bumpy...

"You are a scholar..."

"You have also secretly monitored me for a long time. Did you see that I was not studying that day? Don't believe it, I will read a poem I wrote to you."

"Read it."

"We should pity the moss sealed by clogs. The small wood door has not been opened for a long time. The whole garden cannot be closed, and a red apricot tree is coming out of the wall." Wang Ju was also anxious, afraid that this elder brother would talk nonsense everywhere, so he plagiarized the seven-character poem of the Southern Song poet Ye Shaoweng.

"Okay, you are a scholar." The eldest brother was speechless. What a poem. It's not OK to admit it. He was not a talented scholar. Don't want to write this beautiful little poem, let alone a fourteen-year-old boy.

"Brother, if you have this skill, kill a few more enemies."

"I'm not your elder brother."

"Uncle."

"Okay, stay behind, don't be impulsive, I'll go forward and kill the enemy." The eldest brother ran forward in grief and anger.

The most fatal arrangement has arrived.

Although Gui Niang Fuluo was a Qiang person, his tribe was very large, with seven or eight hundred tents. He was the leader of the large clan and also had the position of commander of the Song Dynasty. Although this was a false position, compared with Wang Quan, the two families were indeed not very compatible. Moreover, Wang Ju asked Gui Niang to take action.

If Wang Quan comes to discuss, the talks will probably collapse.

However, when Wang Ju came to talk, Zhu Qing cooperated with each other, the talk was successful. But Gui Niang and Lu Luo also made his own request, first, after this battle, the two families would discuss marriage again. After all, once the marriage was completed, it would not only affect the happiness of the granddaughter, but also mean that the two villages formed a loose alliance.

Second, only if the winner is decided, the Gui Niang tribe can decide to help. Otherwise, Wangjiazhai will be easily captured by the Xixia people, and the Gui Mei tribe will forcefully take action. If you attack a strong enemy in vain, you may not win, so that's not worth it. But this is not what Gui Niang-Qi Luo thought of, but what Wang Ju said quietly that day, otherwise Gui Niang-Qi Luo would not be moved.

So Wang Ju came up with this plan, and first asked Gui Niang to help the people, send someone to monitor the border dynamics and notify them in time. This request was not difficult, Gui Niang Xiaoluo immediately agreed.

The second is this arrangement.

The last attack was launched by Gui Niang.

The group of Xixia people continued to run, and suddenly screamed in pain. Many small mechanisms appeared underground, including animal traps and traps, and people were constantly hit.

This made them even more powerful.

Just when their six gods were in power, four or five hundred warriors from the returnees came out.

Almost one-sided massacre.

Six hundred and seventy-five Western Xia soldiers came in this battle, only fifty-six people fled back, nearly a hundred people were captured alive, and the rest were all shot dead. Although it was a small-scale war, it was a rare total-annihilation war on the border.

The two villages cleaned the battlefield.

Wealthy weapons and armor on the battlefield are easy to deal with if you win. Moreover, the actual power of the Gui Niang tribe is not large. Although there are many people, it is just a icing on the cake. It is better to make great contributions to notify the news in time. Gui Niang Langmeng was also very satisfied. He almost had no sacrifices and achieved great victory. Therefore, half of the family divided the spoils. The remaining prisoners of war were also handed over to Gui Niang tribe for treatment. Wang Ju didn't ask whether to redeem or kill them, but only left a few small leaders and wanted to take them back to the village for interrogation. What was the situation of the gods, why did they attack the village, and who was the entrustment.

"Wang Xiaolang, you're doing a good job." Gui Nianglang said.

No matter what strategy is used, this victory is brilliant.

Even if the Song army that surrounded Linzhai and Zhao'anzhai were combined, they might not be so glorious. It can be said that after this battle, Wangjiazhai would be peaceful for a long time. Unless it was another 100,000 Xia army invaded, and Wangjiazhai was wiped out by the way, but then the main general would also consider erasing a small civilian village that was not in trouble, and just breathing a breath for a group of men who sent troops privately, and paying the lives of hundreds or thousands of soldiers. Is it worth it or not?

I'm afraid that in the future, for water sources, pastures, hunting, or other disputes, surrounding villages will avoid three points.

Therefore, Gui Nianglang Ben greeted Wang Ju enthusiastically.

You know, it was planned by this young man from beginning to end.

Ambition is not about being old. Don’t look at this young man, but it is awe-inspiring.

"I've been too much, don't forget to notify your grandfather, my parents."

"Sure, certain." Gui Nianglang buried laughing, took his tribe members back with the prisoners of war.

Wang Quan also took his tribe members to carry the ripple, including five horses, and took several leaders back.

"That poem is really well written." The elder brother reacted.

Moreover, this poem is full of childlike interest and seems to be suitable for Wang Ju's age. But don't think it's wrong to have a frustrated affair.

"I am a scholar."

"Okay, I know you are a scholar. I honestly answered a question, are you that person?"

"The expert Cheng Gong is looking for?"

"What a lie, a conspirator."

"It's not necessarily the situation was indeed very dangerous at that time. Once the tribes deepened their hatred because of the fictitious treasure, not to mention the chaos in Yanzhou, at least the northern part of the security army and the northeast of Yanzhou would definitely be in chaos." The "big brother" was looking for someone who was commanding the battle on Hei'ao Ridge. He brought up the treasure case and confused the public!

"It's still a conspiracy."

"It doesn't matter whether it's conspiracy or conspiracy is a black cat or a white cat. Being able to catch mice is a good cat, and being able to have a good result is a good plan. Fan Wenzheng is both kind-hearted and unparalleled in the world. However, how much impact does the Qingli New Deal have brought."

In short, Wang Ju's thoughts are inevitably extreme because of his own experience. In fact, the Qingli New Policy may not be that good, but it may not be as bad as he thought.

Moreover, Zhao Zhen was not ill at that time, so he stopped in time, and some chaos that occurred quickly disappeared. It was precisely because of this time that although the reform was not thorough, some disadvantages were corrected in time and no turmoil occurred. It was not as historical books said that Zhao Zhen was conservative and undermined the new policy.

The decline of the Northern Song Dynasty was Zhao Zhen's later years, and it was when Han Qi, Wen, Yanbo, Fu Bi and other gentlemen came to the forefront and lost their backbone. The Song Dynasty was getting worse day by day.

If Wang Ju can successfully sing the name of Donghuamen and gradually enter the top leadership of the official career, then he will notice these problems next.

But now he has a very prejudiced idea.

"This is the government."

"Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. I am a scholar, why can't I talk about the government affairs, brother."

"My surname is Shi, not your elder brother."

This big brother is not the one he thought of, but he made this big brother a little sad.

"Uncle Shi."

“That’s right.”

"You can go back and hand in the job. If someone doesn't want to come out, why bother looking for him? Besides, the crowd is vast, so how can you find him?"

"Isn't it you?"

"Not me."

"Swear to the sky."

"Okay... I swear to God," Wang Ju was a little hesitant. He did not believe in ghosts and gods, but if he wore them, there might not be no ghosts and gods. Because of this wear, his materialism was somewhat shaken.

"It's true that there's something strange." The eldest brother thought to himself.

At this moment, the second aunt hurried over and said, "Big Niu, it's not good, the officers and soldiers have entered the village."
Chapter completed!