Linzhou, Suide County.

This is the base camp of the central army of Zhang Pu, the general of the Western Xia chariot and cavalry. Zhang Pu, one of the leaders of the Dangxiang tribe, is in Suide County at this moment, but he is completely different from the cautious Luo Chengwu and Kou Zhong.

General Zhang is now busy drinking and having fun with a group of thousands of nobles from the Dangxiang clan.

The county government lobby is not very bright, with Zhang Pu sitting at the top. This is a man in his fifties. Lian Bin's big beard covered half of his face, and the exposed other half was covered with flesh and scars. It makes people feel trembling when they look at it.

In his arms, he hugged two women with panic and fear on the left and right sides. He looked very good, and he must have been snatched from a home with a door and a house in Linzhou or Suide.

In addition to this Zhangpu, there were more than a dozen people sitting on both sides of the yatang, with different clothes. Some wore Dangxiang clothes, grasslands, and Han people's clothes, but they were not wearing armor.

I was drinking at this moment. In addition to my open breasts and leaking breasts, I was also holding beauties in my arms, and I was very happy to rub them.

"General, I heard that the Chu army has already set off its camp and came north. At present, the army should be cautious."

Although everyone was having a lot of fun, some people remained sober and did not forget to talk and do the military affairs.

"If this southerner has changed his dynasty, he is probably not an easy person."

The speaker is Liu Renxu, who is also an old minister during the Li Jiqian period. Like Zhang Pu, he was one of the generals of the Western Xia.

At this moment, Zhang Pu's head was still buried in the arms of the woman who was almost exposed. He moved his head when he heard this, and hummed the alcohol, and then came to his senses and waved his hand disdainfully.

"A group of mud-legged rebelled, what a bullshit change of dynasty, that is, Zhao Song is too weak, and even his mother and a bunch of grass-roots people can't beat him. Oh, why are you taking the bullshit seriously?

Let them come, and I will kill as much as I come.”

Liu Renxu's face was sweating. Zhang Pu was so arrogant.

Now that the Great Chu has already made a large army, Zhang Pu actually regards his opponent as a group of peasant militias?

"Just those weak Han people, all the warriors of our Dangxiang clan can be worth ten or even hundreds."

Zhang Pu waved his hand, his face full of arrogance and disdain.

"In the third year of Taiping Xingguo, our commander followed Taizu to attack Ganzhou. At that time, the Song army was 30,000, and Taizu and our commander only led more than 3,000 healthy men in the clan. The Song army, who fought differently, ran away with their heads in their arms.

The emperor of the Southern People was so scared that he sent an envoy to send gifts to Taizu to seek peace."

Zhang Pu's disdain for the Han people was engraved into his bones. He laughed loudly: "The Han people, except for the beautiful women, there is no husband!

Wait, I will consolidate my army to defeat Kou Zhong's army tomorrow, and then lead the army south to defeat Chang'an and welcome the emperor to the Central Plains."

OK, Zhang Pu is obviously drunk.

Liu Renxu sighed, he could see that Zhang Pu has become more and more rampant since the founding of Western Xia.

Isn't it? In the past, Xixia Dingtian could only be regarded as a local separatist force, but now, no matter how small it is, it is still a country!

Who is afraid of the country when it comes to country?

Liu Renxu, who could no longer persuade him, sat down and drank silently. At this moment, a messenger ran in outside the hall.

He knelt as soon as he entered the hall, paused his head and shouted.

"Report to the General, Nan Chu added another reinforcement two days ago, with about 30,000 or 40,000 yuan. The Luo flag was slapped in the army."

The hall suddenly became quiet.

Luo?

Zhang Pu also became much more awake and rarely felt nervous.

Luo is the national surname of Da Chu, the shadow of the name of the tree. Luo Yongsheng was the leader of the Zhao family from a Qianshou.

Could it be that Luo Yongsheng was personally in charge?

"Luo's big flag?"

Zhang Pu hesitated now. He really didn't have much understanding of Da Chu, and of course he couldn't tell who would be the one who led the troops this time.

But I still felt that Luo Yongsheng could not come in person.

So I still have to look at Liu Renxu.

If he doesn’t understand, can Liu Renxu understand?

The hall was a bit surprisingly quiet, and a drunken Dangxiang Wanhu shouted.

"Who will come, I will kill one if I come, and I will kill one if I come.

Why bother with the general? Our sword will kill the southerners, just like killing chickens and dogs. Come and drink!”

The hall suddenly started to clamor, and everyone agreed. In this atmosphere, Zhang Pu became arrogant again.

"Yes, that's right! No matter who he is coming, as long as he is a southerner, he will be all native chickens and tiles. We will kill as much as we come!"

"Ho huh huh huh huh ~~!!"

A group of Dangxiang nobles made a fuss for a long time, and they were drunk and began to feel distracted.

No matter which one is called military affairs or what is a fighter jet, the group of people nowadays have only the beautiful women around them.

Fortunately, Zhang Pu, the main general, has now recovered from the Qingming Festival. After he left the banquet, he left Liu Renxu.

"The Luo flag is here. Even if it is not Luo Yongsheng, the emperor of Southern Chu, he must be his brother and adopted son who fought with him in the north and south.

When the clan goes to war, all the elites must be brought. In this way, you will organize the three armies to dig deep into the trenches and build high village walls tonight."

Suide is a small earth city with a narrow and closed land, and it is not enough to guard it.

The army of Xixia was all stationed outside the city, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and could be supported.

Liu Renxu could see that Zhang Pu was also unsure at this time. In fact, he was more afraid than Zhang Pu.

I can't say where I am afraid of it, but Liu Renxu was afraid of the Central Plains since he was a child.

This kind of fear has no reason or source, anyway, Liu Renxu is just afraid.

After all, the Central Plains is a country of the Celestial Empire that has been around for thousands of years.

That land once gave birth to two great dynasties of the Han and Tang dynasties, and ruled the vast territory that had to go thousands of miles westward.

Are there any qualifications to confront such dynasties, Dangxiang, or Khitan?

Liu Renxu was very scared and had no idea, but he couldn't say it, otherwise he would disturb the morale of the army. He still knew this.

So the only thing he could do was to leave Zhang Pu, go to the military camp outside the city with a quick horse, and start urging the three armies to build high walls, dig deep into trenches, and prepare to defend against the enemy.

"General, what are we doing?"

Liu Renxu's personal military commander Zadam asked curiously.

This is an Uighur.

"The army of the Southern people is coming."

Zadamu stood beside Liu Renxu and looked south. The night was dark and there was nothing to see.

Therefore, Zadam asked.

"General, then why don't we leave?"

"Let's go?" Liu Renxu turned around and looked at Zadam, and he was also stunned.

The latter nodded and said with confidence.

"Anyway, we have snatched all the things we can plunder. Just go back to Lingzhou, and just throw this place where there is nothing to the southerners."

Liu Renxu fell silent.

Yes, why not leave?

In the past few decades and hundreds of years, the surrounding tribes have always been robbing them and leaving after facing the Central Plains.

When did they start, they are all greedy for the land of the Central Plains.

Oh yes, the Khitans occupied the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.

Their Dangxiang people took away the Hexi Corridor and Ling and Xia Hetao.

In the Central Plains, what was declining seemed to be a piece of fat that could be slaughtered.

Anyone can share their land.

The Central Plains is no longer the country of the Celestial Empire. The Central Plains are rich and beautiful rivers and mountains, and fertile soil everywhere. They are all god-given places for their nations to reproduce and grow.

So, I won't leave.

No one wants to leave when he comes here, everyone wants to.

Take over the magpie's nest!
Chapter completed!