It's a pity he's not.

Before many official positions were added, Wei Chi was the head of Wei Chi's family.

This is an era when the fate and future of the family are far more important than the fate of the court, as long as the family can be preserved, then even if it is successful, as for the preservation of the dynasty, that is what a courtier should do, but not what a head of the family should do, and the identity of the head of the family should always be before the courtier.

What the head of the family should consider is how to preserve the family.

Therefore, Wei Chi Hui must consider how much manpower and material resources the Wei Chi family has invested in the entire battle between Yu Wenxian and Yang Jian, and correspondingly, the army that should have appeared in Xiangyang cannot appear in Guanzhong, so that Xiangyang, which has been in operation for a long time, is likely to be in danger, which is fatal to the Wei Chi family, and Wei Chi Hui, as the head of the family, cannot use the future of the family to make this joke.

Subconsciously glanced back at the direction of the Chinese army's big tent, and Wei Chi slowly shook his head.

And Yu Wenchun silently watched Yu Chi Yuan's movements, he knew what Wei Chi Yuan was thinking, but no matter how much Wei Chi Yuan thought about it, there was no way to go against this trend.

He ······ After all, it is not Li Xinchen, the young man who has no concerns, who can set off a rolling trend in the entire dynasty and ignore it.

Wei Chi Yuan is not, and neither are Yu Wenxian and Yang Jian······

This is almost a unique era tailored for Li Xinchen.

Thinking of this, Yu Wenchun couldn't help but raise his head slightly, looking at the somewhat gloomy sky, if he really said that, he didn't even know if it was Li Xinchen or if they were going against the current.

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A misty drizzle enveloped the entire Dingjun Mountain.

The weather on the mountain has always been unpredictable, this Dingjun Mountain is sandwiched between the mountains such as Micang Mountain and Qinling, and a mountain rain is coming, washing away the dust and blood of these days.

The entire road up the mountain had been cleared once again, but looking at the arrows, shields, knives and guns scattered all over the ground, and even the charred ladders and rushing cars, you could see what fierce battles had broken out here before.

This is already the third day that Li Xinchen led the army to attack the mountain, and Li Xinchen's offensive has not stopped in the first two days, and the stormy attack can be said to have no tricks, that is, in the battle for inch by inch, inch by inch, the entire hillside and inside and outside the camp have been baptized by the blood of soldiers on both sides over and over again.

Even last night, Li Xinchen directly ordered a night battle, giving full play to his military advantages, dragging the defenders without sleeping, and fighting here bloodily, and Li Xinchen had to admit that Li Xun was also a hard bone, and he really survived, and finally the defenders finally drove the forward led by Chen Zhishen out of the camp after paying a lot of casualties.

However, this battle was perhaps the closest time for the defenders and Li Xinchen's troops to suffer casualties, and the exhausted defenders still paid a great price in the face of the enemy who attacked in turn. Of course, Chen Zhishen's forwards also suffered heavy casualties, Chen Zhishen himself had three injuries, although his eyes were like copper bells, but he was directly ordered by Li Xinchen to rotate.

Li Xinchen didn't want to directly lose a general here, Chen Zhishen's insistence on leading the team to attack was already authorized by Li Xinchen.

Because of the rain, the sky was gray, and Li Xinchen instigated his war horse to pass through the crowd. These are the soldiers who have just retired from the previous battle, resting, some leaning against stones or big trees, some in groups of three or five gnawing on dry food together, and not far away the Huotou army is nervously burying pots and cooking.

In front of them, slogans could be faintly heard in the wind and rain, and a soldier was transporting supplies to the mountain, and the shields, arrows, etc. needed for the attack had to be carried to the position halfway up the mountain in time, while the soldiers who had already eaten before moved to the mountain under the leadership of the lord and the general.

"Shall you say that you have no clothes, and are with your son,

Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear—"

The war song echoed on the hillside, and a group of soldiers strode forward in the wind and rain.

"General, it's the general who is here!" I don't know which sharp-eyed one saw Li Xinchen first, and suddenly up and down the hillside, everyone stopped what they were doing, looking at this young commander they had only seen from afar.

Li Xinchen rode through the crowd, at this time he was used to this kind of admiration and trusting gaze, and he knew better that behind this gaze was a heavy pressure. In this battle, I have to lead them to victory.

"Hard!" The soldiers in front of them were struggling to carry a bed crossbow up the mountain.

In the previous battle, due to the narrow mountain road, these giant crossbows were useless, and the attacking soldiers were repeatedly suppressed by the enemy's dense arrows, so Li Xinchen simply ordered the bed crossbow to be split into several important parts and carried up, at least it could play some role, otherwise a large number of troops had been lost before they encountered the camp, of course, the gains outweighed the losses.

"Be careful!" Because of the rain, the mountain road was slippery, and one of the soldiers was unstable under his feet, and one stumbled and fell directly to the ground, and the base of the bed crossbow they were carrying also fell to the ground, but fortunately, the ground was not hard, and the rest of the soldiers added a little strength in time, so they barely stabilized and did not let the base roll directly down the mountain.

Seeing this, Li Xinchen went straight down from the horse, rushed over in three steps and two steps, stretched out his hand to pull up the fallen soldier, and then went directly to carry the pedestal:

"Let's work together!"

Li Xinchen was already like this, of course Li Ping and the others did not dare to slack off, they dismounted one after another to follow, with the help of these guards, the pedestal was easily lifted, and even dragged through this small steep slope. And the fallen soldier caught up, and with some shame, he stretched out his hand to support the pedestal, so that Li Xinchen could free his hand:

"General, subordinate ······"

Li Xinchen smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Be careful next time, this thing can be rebuilt if it is broken, if something happens to the brothers in a certain robe, where can I go to find it?" ”

The surrounding soldiers were stunned for a moment, only to feel a warm current creeping up in their hearts little by little.

And Li Xinchen strode up the hillside, looking at the cottage in front of him that made him walk again and again, in the wind and rain, the cottage stood there.

Silent and cold.

In the past few days of fighting, there are too many soldiers in front of this cottage, and after their efforts, there are many holes in the wall in front of them.

The rain flowed wantonly along Li Xinchen's armor, and he drew his sword and pointed straight at the cottage.

"General, we will attack to the death!" A voice rose from the ground.

"Attack to the death!" A moment later, an earth-shattering shout rang out across the hillside.

Countless soldiers looked at the figure standing on the hillside, raised their arms and shouted.