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Arrows were shot at the car, clanging everywhere. The big man was like a ghost, and suddenly Song Jun didn't dare to slack off, and began to disperse, surrounding the whole car.

Wen Fei's eyes were sharp, and suddenly he saw a black shadow jumping out, and he actually rushed straight to Uncle Zhang. It seemed that Wen Fei, who felt that he had no choice but to hide in the cab for a while, actually came up with the idea of capturing the thief and the king.

is called the big man buried at noon, but he doesn't even have a surname. Originally, he was also a son of the Western Xia clan, but the clan lost in the power struggle. The whole clan was either killed or reduced to slavery. Therefore, although this noon burial is fierce, it still can't escape the fate of this slave. This time, in order to wash away his status as a slave, he used one hundred and twenty-five points of strength.

One jumped out, stretched out his long arm, and grabbed Uncle Zhang. How do you know that Uncle Zhang started from his grandfather's generation, and he started from the military industry, and he is not an ordinary scholar or doctor. actually staggered his steps, the sword at his waist popped out, and he stabbed at noon.

It's just that although Zhang Shuye knows a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu, where can he be the opponent of such a murderer buried in the afternoon? was snatched away from his sword in a few moments, grabbed Zhang Shuye's neck, and twisted it vigorously......

The rest of the Song army only reacted at this time, and they were all shocked when they saw such a situation. But it also threw a mouse bogey, and the proportion of archers in the Great Song Army was very high. Half of these Song troops used bows and crossbows, but they didn't dare to do it for fear of hurting Uncle Zhang. The Western Xia soldiers in the distance saw that it was cheap and also approached.

But at this critical moment, a loud bang was heard. A blood flower suddenly bloomed on the big man's shoulder, and the huge force shook him, and he looked at his shoulder in disbelief. He saw another splash of blood on his arm.

Wen Fei fired two shots in a row, but fortunately, the two sides were close enough, but only a few meters, such a close distance was equivalent to shooting directly at the target with the muzzle of the gun, and there was no reason to miss the shot. In this way, Wen Fei was also afraid that he would accidentally injure someone, so he deliberately turned the muzzle of the gun to the side and shot at the shoulder and arm buried in the afternoon.

Uncle Zhang is also a vegetarian at night, so he took this opportunity to put one knee between his legs. As long as it is a man, there is no one who can stand such an attack. When the pain of the noon burial was rolled up in a ball, Uncle Zhang took the opportunity to break away from the grasp of the noon burying at night, and hid in the ranks of the Song army without saying a word.

When the other Song troops got this opportunity, where would they be polite, and the swishing sound sounded, they would bury this afternoon like a hedgehog.

Looking at such a scene from afar, Yeli Yin beggar did not jump like thunder. It seemed that he didn't care about the death of this slave buried at noon, but he just thought about it and said to a person beside him: "Do you see that the thing used by the wizard doesn't look like the demon pestle used by those monks in our Great Xia?"

The person behind him, who was actually dressed as a Han scholar, frowned when he heard this: "The demon-slaying pestles used by those Buddhas are all several feet long, and they are very troublesome when they are used, and they are not as powerful as this. But it's all ordinary flying, which can make a loud noise and spew fire......"

Ye Li Yin begged and said, "Yes, it's much more powerful than those demon slaying pestles in our Great Xia." Collect the troops, it doesn't look like you can take advantage of anything today!"

As soon as the Xixia people retreated, Wen Fei was escorted into the camp by this small army of 100 people, and he saw that the rear of the camp was in full swing. Countless people actually began to dig foundations in the ground, and they thought that they had already started to build forts!

Wen Fei's car is carrying cement, dozens of tons, overloading is a common thing in the Celestial Empire, it can be said that if it is not overloaded, the drivers of the Celestial Empire will die.

The people worked together to unload the cement. The grade of these cements is not very high, and there is no good sand and gravel mixing here, so the effect is very average. What's more, there is a lack of steel bars, and reinforced concrete cannot be made. In terms of the pitiful steel production at this time in the Northern Song Dynasty, if you heard that so much steel would be buried in the construction of a parapet wall, I am afraid that the current emperor would vomit three liters of blood if he heard it!

However, with cement, the progress of the project has been much faster.

"Thank you Immortal Master for your great help! I have thanked the Immortal Master in the imperial court, and I will definitely ask the imperial court for merit when I turn around, and let the official family give the immortal master the title!" Zhang Shuye thanked him very sincerely, but this was not only to thank Wen Fei for saving his life, but also Xie Wenfei for helping them build the fortress.

Wen Fei is inexplicable, what do I want to do with that broken title? I can't eat or drink. He said casually: "That, my title has nothing to do with it, the main thing is how awkward the True Martial Ancestor sounds, why do you officials give the title to become the True Martial Emperor?"

Uncle Zhang patted his chest vigorously and said: "The Han family is also a small influence in the imperial court, don't worry, the immortal master will definitely try our best to promote this matter." What's more, the entire Han family has now taken refuge under the True Martial Patriarch......"

Wen Fei listened and nodded with satisfaction this time. I prayed secretly in my heart: Emperor bless, I have received a lot of benefits from you. Now I'm trying to help you preach!

"This time, those thieves from Western Xia actually crossed the river over hundreds of people and horses, and colluded with those Qiang tribes to wait for the rabbits, and wanted to capture the immortal master's iron chariot. We've been worried about your safety...... It's a pity that our Great Song Dynasty officers and soldiers are not good at field warfare, so they can only defend here. You can't take the initiative to attack the thief......"

Wen Fei was stunned: "What, those Xixia people are not working to attack Tiandu Fort?

Uncle Zhang nodded heavily, and said: "Our captives who caught the Dao told us, and the people of Shi Bibu told Zhuo Luo and the Southern Military Division in the north of the Yellow River about the things that the immortal master could conjure up wine, cloth, iron pots, etc., and as a result, Western Xia sent people to capture you and the iron chariot back!"

Wen Fei's cold sweat flowed down for a while, but fortunately, the turtles in Western Xia didn't know the defects of this truck. Otherwise, they would have had to fall into the ground if they had dug a few holes in the ground, and they would have been captured.

But how did they know that I would be where I was going to be again......? , yes, Wen Fei remembered that he had traveled back several times in the mule and horse set, and the next time he appeared in the same place, he thought that if he was a good person, he would probably have discovered this, so he laid a trap and waited to catch himself. But those Xixia people are too dirty, and they don't know that the off-road ability of this car is quite limited, not to mention digging pits, or the road is more bumpy, and this car can't be driven.

It's a fluke, I'm afraid. Wen Fei wiped a handful of sweat, and said in his heart that the time and space of the Northern Song Dynasty were too dangerous now. When I go back this time, I plan not to come for a while. We'll have to let them finish the battle.