[There is another shift, a little later.] 】

At the same time that Ye Poma decided to send troops, only twenty miles apart, the Renjia family was already gathering the troops under the tent.

Just two days earlier, one after another conscription orders had been issued. If the Western Xia Kingdom is still there, it will take at least half a month to wait until everyone is recruited. But now, half a day is enough.

Everyone knows that this is going to war. In two days, all the clans and elders of the Renjia family who received the conscription order personally led their troops and horses to the Renduo home city by the Yellow River.

But Ren Duo Lingding did not receive them, and in his tent there was a Liao man in a very different attire from the party members, sitting opposite him.

Xiao Fonu has been in the Bronze Gorge for a month, and he has been running for a year before, and today, it is time to harvest.

Renduo Lingding is touching a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, each bead is smooth and smooth, it is a real East pearl. A generous smile bloomed on his old face, "Thank you for the gift from the commander, such a valuable treasure, Ling Ding really can't afford it." ”

"This is a gift from my father. When Shang's father heard that he was in charge of the Buddha, he specially chose this one from the gift of the Son of Heaven, which was blessed by several great masters of our country, and had the ability to eliminate disasters and avoid difficulties and accumulate good fortune. ”

Renduo Lingding grasped the string of Buddha beads tighter, and his tone was more humble: "Father Shang's kindness, Lingding remembers it in his heart." ”

After Ren Duo thanked him, there was nothing else to say.

Seeing that he was no longer urging the craftsman to be able to make the thunderbolt cannon as he had done a few days ago, Xiao Fonu was also relieved. Although he had already written back, he did not really expect to get craftsmen from the rear. These are treasures, and no one will let go.

However, Xiao Fonu estimated that there should be suitable craftsmen among the Renduo tribe, otherwise he would not have relented. The previous insistence was just bargaining, and after he took out his father's handwritten letter and edict, he didn't need to bother to speak.

But bargaining also requires capital.

If it was the original Great White High Country, Ding Zhuang who could be requisitioned was nearly a million, and 100,000 elite soldiers were within reach, and such countries would be the Great Liao and the Great Song Dynasty.

But now, the Western Xia of the old days no longer exists! The remaining remnants were either sheltered by the Song people and lodged in the Bronze Gorge; Either stay in Xingling and be a cow and a horse with Da Liao.

With no money, no food, no fields, no pastures, and no industry, the Song people regarded them as a thorn in their side, and never trusted a single star, and even built a city and fort behind them. There are wolves in front and tigers in the back, and the sheep in the middle don't even have a single grass, so there is no way to survive at all. However, if the party members are unwilling to die, they will inevitably fight to the death. It was precisely because he saw this situation that Xiao Fonu took the initiative to apply to surrender in the Bronze Gorge.

"As long as Mingsha City is defeated, the Song people will be powerless. When the time comes, you are my subjects of Da Liao, and the land you occupy should also be Da Liao, do you dare to fight with Da Liao? ”

"The commander is right." Listening to the movement outside, Ren Duo Lingding stood up, "Without further ado, please also ask the commander to follow Lingding to the general's platform." ”

The point in front of the tent is newly repaired, and the position is more than one zhang high, so that people can clearly observe all the soldiers gathered in the school field.

A large banner was planted on the stage, and the two flag-bearers firmly fixed the flagpole in the wind. The golden-white flag was swept in the wind, and the Xixia characters embroidered on the flag were the flags used by the party members in the old days, not the gifts of the Song Kingdom.

Xiao Fonu stood still in the back of the stage and did not follow, and Renduo Chuqing, the son of Renduo Lingding, also stood here with him

Xiao Fonu likes this position, which is half a zhang lower than the temporary piled up point platform, but much higher than the tens of thousands of people in front of the starting point, and can also look down on the crowd like ants.

Xiao Fonu narrowed his eyes, enjoying the pleasure that this position brought him.

Although Ren Duo Lingding on the stage was the attention of tens of thousands of people, as soon as the order came out, the elite soldiers in the clan obeyed his orders, but the real controller was himself in the shadows. The thrill of manipulating everything behind the scenes arises spontaneously.

There are a lot of people in front of the stage.

Just looking at the crowd full of vision, Xiao Fonu knew that the strength of the Renjia family, as well as the strength of several other small clans attached to Renduo, almost all came here.

These people have all received a conscription order from Ren Duo Lingding, and they all know that Ren Duo Lingding will send troops in the near future. Rumors of betraying the Song State and attacking Mingsha City spread all over Qingtongxia as early as a month ago, and they were about to face the Song people who had been waiting for them, and they were about to face the Mingsha City that had just been renovated.

Xiao Fonu looked up at the east, west, north and south, the valley road between the two mountains was of course much wider than the mouth of the Qingtongxia Gorge, but it was still too narrow for the party members of the seventeen clans and as many as forty or fifty thousand accounts. It's only been a little over a year, and the remnants of the party who have survived the catastrophe have exhausted all their patience in this cage.

Rindo stood at the front alone, and the guards were far away from him. The wind in the valley was very strong, blowing the golden-white hunting sound, and his voice could only be heard by the few hundred people closest to the front of the stage. But there were enough people down there to help him get the word across.

Rindo Zero's nephew, Rindo Saizhong, was standing side by side in the crowd with his friend Chago, a friend of the other clan, all waiting for Rindo Zeroding.

"Are you really going to fight Mingsha City?" Brother Cha asked in a low voice.

"I can't help but send troops." Rinda Shizhong responded, "If it drags on any longer, half of the people will die tomorrow spring." ”

Speaking of this, Brother Cha couldn't help but look gloomy, the spring really can't go on.

"Heads up! Take a look around! The first sentence of Ren Duo Lingding made everyone stunned. Rinda Sezhong and Chago, who were talking, stopped. There were even a small number of people who looked up at the sky as they said.

"Keep your eyes open and take a good look!" Ren Duo Ling Ding shouted, "What the hell did you see? ”

"It's a mountain, it's all a mountain!" He asked himself to reveal the answer, "In the ravine where the mountains look up, we have lived for more than a year!" ”

There was a reaction in the crowd.

"What a year it has been." Ren Duo Ling Ding sighed, "In one year, only three hundred children were born in the Ren family, if it was in the past, three or four times as many were always possible." ”

"What is worth three or four times!" The reaction of the crowd gradually became excited, "No matter how much you have, you can have it!" ”

Xiao Fonu nodded lightly, although he was an old ignorant, he was still a little level, and he knew how to incite people. At this time, most of the people must be willing to go with him to rush the strong city of the Song people. Maybe, he can really capture him.

"Do you remember Helan Mountain? In a few months, the snow will be pouring down from the mountains. "Rindo Zero Ding began to paint a picture of the good old days.

"Remember Helan Pond? How sweet the water of the ninety-nine springs is. ”

"Remember Wutaishan Temple? How many people have visited the reclining Buddha inside. ”

"Remember the seventh-level canal? How many fertile fields were irrigated. ”

"Remember the Great Trap? The goats raised in the valley are roasted and are the best barbecue in the world. ”

"Remember Big and Small Aries Valley? At this time of year, horses from the north are brought in from here. ”

Ren Duo Ling Ding shouted one by one, and the patriarchs and elders who were still calm began to be unable to contain their excitement, and many even cried. Those were the places they were most familiar with in the past.

The more Xiao Fonu listened, the more wrong he became, and he just wanted to say something, but he was suddenly stopped by someone.

As soon as he wanted to turn around, a ball of linen cloth was stuffed into his mouth, and his body was firmly grasped, and he couldn't even move.

Xiao Fonu's soul is in full swing, is this going back to the water?

There were a few soft pops in his ears, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that two of his companions had been stabbed in the kidneys from behind, and their throats were clasped by thick arms, and their throats gurgled but could not make a sound. After a while, when he let go of his hand, he fell limply to the ground.

Ren Duo Lingding on the high platform didn't care about the movement behind him at all, and he hissed exhaustedly: "But these are not ours now!" ”

The string of Buddhist beads on his wrist was torn off by him in excitement, and the precious eastern beads jingled all over the ground, and he turned around, "Bring that thief to me!" ”

Ren Duo Chu got the order, and immediately escorted Xiao Fonu, who was struggling with frustration, to step forward.

Ren Duo Ling Ding pointed to Xiao Fonu, who was still a guest of honor: "For more than a year, Liao thieves have bullied and oppressed in every way, often crossing the border on horseback, killing and injuring hundreds of children in our clan. And now this thief is still instigating us to fight the Song people for their lives?! Don't you know that what we hate the most is you Khitans! Do you really think that you thieves are afraid? ”

Looking back, the kind eyebrows and kind eyes of eating fasting and reciting Buddha have long become murderous. He pulled out the long dagger at his waist, and slashed his chest into Xiao Fonu's heart.

Xiao Fonu struggled desperately, but could only watch as the knife did not enter his heart. As soon as his chest was cold, the gleam in the eyes of the envoy from Xingling gradually disappeared, and a stench came out of his lower body.

Renduo Chuqing let go of his hand, and Xiao Fonu's body fell to the ground with a thud. Kicking hard, Renduo Chu picked up the axe with a cruel smile: "Pickled idiot, is it really your grandfather who compensated you for a few days with a smile to please you?" Cheap you today, give you a good time! ”

With a slip of blood, Renduo Baozhong took out the long dagger. The palm of his hand wiped the remaining blood stains on the knife, and then he turned his hand and wiped it on the flagpole and drum skin. The bright red blood mark was full of shocking power, and the audience was silent, and tens of thousands of pairs of eyes looked at Ren Duo Ling Ding on the stage.

The old patriarch of the Ren family stuck his waist knife on the ground with his backhand, and his blood-stained left hand raised the head handed over by his son high: "The Liao thieves have taken my homeland, so that I can't drink the snow water of Helan Mountain Pool." The Song people are enemies, but the sneak attack of the Liao thieves against the alliance is particularly hateful! Today, the Liao and Song dynasties are fighting, and the Liao thieves are all under the city of Weizhou, and Xingling is empty. Just use this thief's head as evidence, dare to ask my party boy, dare to follow me back to Helan Mountain! ”

…… Do you dare to follow me back to Helan Mountain......