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Chapter 927:Military Soul

Opened, half a month later.

Tang Yi held a bloodful message in his hand, and was as if he were a dead body.

Ten days ago, the Dasong Fleet, which assisted Laizhou, picked up Pan Liangdong on the sea, and the holy decree that should have brought back the Yanwang camp was to return to Da Song alone day and night.

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Slowly unfolding, every word on it is extremely familiar with Tang Yi, because this is Tang Yi's own book, and there is no transcribing to the class in the matter, and directly stamped.

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“Hell, King of the Seas, return to the south...”

Sadly, it was a step too late.

Re-examination, Shi Quanfu's four lines of large words cast with blood immediately into Tang Yi's eyes.

Hm!

The big red letter poked Tang Yi's heart like a knife, and Tang Yi only felt that there was a thunder and explosion in his ear, and he could not hear anything.It is difficult to suppress, and the two rows of hot men cry down.

Hell's Camp, eighteen hundred and fourteen men's pen:

Life, for Han Bandits; Death, Also Han Ghost!

You can't report to the country, but from...

King, earth, co-existence, and survival!

“Ah!!

The sky is roaring, angry.

“Hold on, Diane!”

“Send me to death!”

“Down with the big Liao, smooth the five gold!”

“The old man asked him to give me two kingdoms to be buried with the king of hell!”

...

“Son Hao!” the one next to him was flooded and groaned.

“Calm down!”

On the other side of the Jia Chang Dynasty was muttered with a low head: "This is impossible."

Put a letter in front of Tang Yi, "Look, Diqing's latest war."

Tang Yi took a look, not from the eyebrows, "please tune the southern return of the military in the state?"

Sentence: “What do you mean?“Is Di Shui also on the mountain?”

Now, the Zezhou Da Song 20 pairs of the big Liao 300,000 army, not only no pressure, but also the advantage of the overwhelming.

Yerekhonki had to give up Laizhou, bring troops to the aid, and in the name of the Liao Emperor's edict, the edict of all eight soldiers of Khitan has been issued.

Under such circumstances, Di Qing wants to move the Army of the State of the United States?I have to say that Tang Yi's first reaction is that Di Qing is also stealing.

In this regard, Jia Chang looked up, "Daro will see carefully."

Don heard it, and opened the newspaper suspiciously, and frowned deeper when he frowned.

It is not really Di Qing's greed, but the arms of the state that swept across Eurasia have languished...

At this time, these southern soldiers who had never been out of the tropics fought for the first time in the cold zone, even if they were issued cold jackets, but they did not look fast into March, the northern night was still dripping into ice, and the cold made the Yuzhou Army simply unable to adapt.

Now, nearly 30% of the soldiers in the Yazhou army have frozen wounds in their hands and feet, and even the blades cannot be taken, the road cannot be walked, and they have completely lost their combat effectiveness.

If it is suffering, Di Qing really can not guarantee whether he can bring people back to the big Song.In desperation, you have to ask for the southern return of the troops in the state to avoid causing greater losses.

“How can that be?”

Tang Yi was in a hurry, "I have been to the big Liao, this time is not cold!Why do you have so many frostbites?”

“How do soldiers take the whole sea?”

...

“Hm!”Jacline snorted coldly."You go to the big Liao, it is a wolf, the inside and out are tightly wrapped, of course, not cold!"

“Compared to a soldier?The siege, the sword, the sword, can not wear gloves, can not wear too thick."

"The southern soldiers of the Li and Nong ministries have not even seen snow, how can they not be frostbite!"

Seeing that Tang Yi did not speak, his face was red, he changed his tone, and said, "Don't worry, I believe that the big Song will give Yan Wangying a fair view."

"It is now close to March, as long as you wait for another month, the north is frozen, the old man personally operated, must wave the teacher northward, blood to wash this hatred!"

“No!” he replied, noting.

“Today’s revenge, today’s revenge!”

If you don't immediately make Yelu Hongji pay the price, how can you flatten the hatred of Tang Yi's heart?

"If the U.S. Army can't do it, then let Diqing go north!"

“Son!!” he shouted.

"You must remember that you are carrying not only the Yanwang camp on your shoulders now, but also the whole of the great Song Dynasty, which must not be impulsive!"

Fan Zhonghun knew Tang Yi, it was about the Yanwang camp, and he would lose control.

“But...” Don’s eyes were red.“Damn camp... that’s all gone?”

“How can I tell my brother Yang, how can I tell them to Cao?”

“Let me... let me say that!”

...

In fact, it is not necessary for Tang Yi to say that the Yanwang camp destroyed the mouth of the Liaohe River, and the news of the entire army of more than 1,800 soldiers has been spread.

At this moment...

Yang Fu.

Yang Huaiyu, dressed in a silver and white steel armor, took over the bright silver gun that the home would hold, and stepped out of the house.

...

Cao Fu.

Cao Ju, Xiu Cai, and more than 40 Yanwang camp veterans, are also silver and white steel armor, long knife and straight gun, killing.

Cao Lao looked at the brothers and gritted his teeth:

"Hell's never lost his position, and even if he loses, he'll have to take it back to the camp himself!"

At this time, the beautiful face was also terrible, "kill me, return my hundred heads!"

"If you don't kill the golden barbar, the revenge of the king's camp will not be recipired!"

...

The library, Cao Manjiang.

Li Fangxiu and Hu Lin personally made the knife for the current general from the second product, and the three of them were also a bright silver and white armor.

This is the three spring of Jiayou, Xuandu building parade, the first emperor specifically to the king of hell.

Even if these veterans of the Yanwang camp were not in the camp of the king of hell, the first emperor did not forget that each person had a set, and only the king camp of the Great Song Army had.

Cao Manjiang did not expect that he would still have a day to wear it.

Do not grind, wear neatly, and Hu Lin, Li Fang rest stride down the mountain to prepare to enter the city.

Thinking of Wang Dujiao, thinking of Li He, thinking of the veterans who came from Dengzhou Camp, Cao Manjiang could not stay for a moment, and I would like to fly to the mouth of the Liaohe River.

And Sun Fu and others who heard the news rushed to stop the three people at the corner of the mountain, "Where is the river going!!?You are now in a high position, and you must not be reckless."

Cao Manjiang an empty sleeve in the spring breeze, showing a grin:

“My soldiers are dead.”

"Now it's my turn."

...

“Didn’t one of them survive?”On this side of Tang Yi, it is still impossible to accept the fact that the king's camp is so gone.

Fan Zhong said, there is also a hint of chaos in his heart.

“Our fleet has returned to the mouth of the Liaohe River, without a living mouth... not even the bodies found...”

“Why so dead-eyed?”

“Can’t you just... won’t you run?”

"They gave the boat to the people."

“The bang!”

Tang Yi's heavy fist smashed on the table case and squeezed a name from the teeth:

“The end of Uguna!”

This beam is settled, now can not move him, Tang Yi vowed, let this king's egg live until next year today, his name will be written upside down!

...

"You must first meet the two boys of the Yang and Cao family."Fan Zhongyi reminded me."They are now outside the palace."

“Please fight...” Tang Yi’s head hurt like a crack.

Please fight... should fight, only then will the fire of the king's camp not be extinguished.

But is it true that the last of the Hellenic campers is also sent to the battlefield?

Tang Yi did not know, he really did not know how to face him.

At this moment, he even began to hate Zhao Qi, so that he was a crazy person.Why put so many difficult questions on him?

He walked out of his way, and a question mark turned around in his head:

I saw Cao Yu and Yang Huaiyu a moment, what should I say?

...

Outside the palace, downstairs.

Yang Huaiyu, Cao Manjiang, Li Fanghu, Hu Lin, Cao Ju, Xiu Cai... the forty-seven heads of the king’s camp are all here.

People gathered around and watched the fun.

The news of the destruction of the Liaohekou is now spreading, and how can the old people in Beijing not remember this bright silver armor?

We don't know that these people who used to be in the king's camp are well dressed, and the soldiers stand coldly at the door of the palace, which is what to do.

And the palaces in and out of Miyagi are walking around, they are much more able to understand than the people, which of these forty-seven people is a good mess?

The background is not mentioned, just to see their title is enough.

Yang Huaiyu's command of the 50 thousand army has been announced to the world, saying that it is the head of the new general of the great Song Dynasty.

The one-armed one-arm is even more extraordinary, the vice president of Guanlanwu College, the first officer of the military department, and the prime minister.

The rest are the bottom of the Academy of Arts, and the minimum is also from four products.

This group of people went there, representing not only the Yanwang camp, but the power of more than half of the great Songwu.

The king had an accident.Don't think about it, these forty-seven people are going to go crazy, who dares to touch this mold head?

...

At this time, Tang Yi came out of the palace, looked at Yang Huaiyu, and looked at Cao Lao II...

Tang Yi's eyes showed a hint of begging: "Go back!

Yang Huaiyu ignored it and shook his head, “This is not a joke!”

“This is my camp!”

“I’ll take them back!”

Tang Yi had a headache and looked at Cao.

“You are now a martial arts student, and you must not be reckless!”

“Oh!” the old man snorted coldly.

“Don’t worry, brother won’t make it difficult for you!”

Saying, a fist to the palace, "Jian! Cao Yu, please tune!"

"May the officer be a psalmist, come back... war, fight!"

...

“Brother Cao...” Tang Yi could not look at Cao Manjiang again.“You’re vice president, and you can’t be like them.”

Cao Manjiang laughed, and the smiling Tang Yi's heart was hairy.

“Daro...” Cao Manjiang opened his mouth and looked around at the 46 Yanwang camp veterans present.

“Seventy-seven, this is the last root of Hell’s camp!”

“The root is still there, the hell camp is still there!”

"You can't persuade me."

“Because the king of hell... you built it with your own hand!”

"Your soldiers, I will not embarrass you, the boss should be happy!"

“...”

At this moment, not only the officials who traveled to the palace were moved, but Tang Yi was moved...

In front of Xuande Tower, the people who stopped to watch were also moved by the 48 living kings of hell.

People can't help but feel a sense in their hearts:

This is the king's camp of the great Song, the bravery of the great Song!

The courage is still there!The state must not be fooled!

...

“All right!”

Tang Yi gritted his teeth, he knew that as Cao Manjiang said, he could not persuade, and there was no reason to persuade him, and the king's camp was made by him.

A roll of white silk in the hand to the inner servant.

“In front of the palace, let the world see...”

“What is Hell Camp!”

...

The inner maid did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly put together a long white silk to spread out and hang up.

People looked closely, only to see that the top of the white silk was a paper edict, which is the holy decree of the return of the king's camp to Beijing by the official family, and the blood book of Shi Quanfu was naturally displayed in front of everyone.

Hell's Camp 1814!

Life, for the bandits!

Dead and ghosts!

cannot keep the earth,

But co-exist from the land!

...

I don't know why, the eyes of the people are wet, a few words, and they show the courage of the king of hell, the loyalty of the great Song Erlang!

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Looking down, some people can’t stop crying.

On the white silk, there is no end to the pen of the king's camp, but Tang Yi added a small word under the holy decree.

In the battle of the Liaohe River, the four thousand three hundred Song souls shook the golden 100,000 army, and after five days, the whole army was destroyed.

Although Jin Manbaric broke into the city, he did not get a piece of cloth, grain of rice, and returned to the city.

This battle,

The king of hell camp eighteen hundred and fourteen soldiers, none of them returned their lives.

Liaohe City 113,917 people, no one died!

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