Chapter 461 Father
At this time, at the original place of Wei Duan, Zhang Chong immediately raised his horse and was worshiped by thousands of troops.
These people were captured by Zhang Chong's heroic spirit, and they surrendered and became captives willingly.
This is the power brought by one man against a thousand troops.
But just when Zhang Chong turned his back to the rear and was overwhelming the army.
Behind him, a row upon row of military formations were moving at high speed, and a hundred steps away from Zhang Chong, this army attacked.
They raised the big yellow crossbows in their hands and fired arrows directly at the man who was as powerful as the sky.
The black arrows were like a curtain covering the sun, making the battlefield dark.
At this time, Zhang Chong already felt something was wrong.
He watched Dian Wei running towards him with his generals, shouting:
"Get down. Get down."
But without Dianwei's reminder, Zhang Chong's body had subconsciously curled up under the horse's belly, and then he righted his body by hugging the horse's belly, with his feet on the ground.
After the general finished doing this, the rain of arrows fell.
Dian Wei failed to catch up after all. Seeing the king covered with arrows, his eyes were bleeding and he wailed:
"No..."
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"Okay, okay, great."
At this time, Lu Zhi, who was at the highest point of the ridge, stared motionlessly at everything below.
After seeing the thief being shot down by a hail of arrows, he could no longer restrain his excitement and jumped up like a child.
But Lu Zhi kept cheering, which made Lu Yu next to him feel complicated.
He knew that the traitor opposite Zhang Chong was my father's lifelong enemy, the biggest threat to the Han Dynasty, and the enemy of the famous religion that my father always talked about.
But anyone who has seen this man riding alone into battle will be infected by his soaring courage. Such a warrior will not die by swords, but by despicable arrows.
Yes, even though Lu Yu was Lu Zhi's son, he felt that what just happened was despicable.
Just when Zhang Chong on the opposite side let Gao Fan's younger brother go, his father directly ordered the fifth commander of the Shesheng Battalion to secretly attack Zhang Chong with his troops.
When Zhang Chong ran through the passage that Wei Duan's men had made way, in front of him, a thousand large yellow crossbowmen were already waiting in formation.
When Zhang Chong cut off Wei Duan's banner, these shooting battalions fired at Zhang Chong under the order of the fifth commander.
At that time, Zhang Chong was in Wei Duan's army. Wasn't the covering fire on Zhang Chong a massacre of Wei Duan's army?
Lu Yu thought of Gao Fan's desperate attack and saw Wei Duan's desperate charge. They were both good men.
There are also those Northern Army officers and soldiers in the central army on the front slope. You can say that they are cowardly, but no one can accuse them of being loyal to the Han Dynasty.
But what now? These warriors will die under the crossbows of their own people.
So who killed them? He was not the fifth most handsome captain in the shooting school, but his father, the commander-in-chief respected by the whole army, Lu Zhi.
It was he who gave the order to attack and kill.
Addressing one's father directly would be treacherous under any circumstances, but Lu Yu really wanted to ask Lu Zhi:
"Are you really not ashamed to kill the loyal and brave Han Dynasty?"
Before the war, Lu Yu had strong ambitions and felt that he was fighting for the Han Dynasty. He worships heroes, admires heroes, and desires to become a hero. And his father is such a hero in his eyes.
For all children, their father is their first teacher in life and their forever teacher. Lu Yu's obedience and protection to the Han Dynasty was inherited from his father.
He saw with his own eyes that his father fought all over the country for the sake of the Han Dynasty. He saw from his father the majestic glory that supported the ideals of saints when the building was about to collapse.
In short, at that time, his father was the pillar of strength in his eyes.
But now, looking at the officials and soldiers being slaughtered like Yimai below, Lu Yu burst into tears.
Zhang Chong is dead, but his hero is also dead.
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In the Guangyang camp of Lu Zhizhong's army, Le Shang stood in front of the formation, watching everything that had just happened down the slope, silent.
Fei Yao on the side said angrily:
"Hot bitch, these Northern Army bastards are not merciless in killing our own people. We must guard against these people in the future. Are these things done by humans?"
Le Shang didn't say anything, just looked at the small jungle below covered with arrows and sighed.
Finally, I said:
"It's a pity that there may no longer be such heroes in the world. This may be the blessing of the Han Dynasty, but it is the sorrow of us warriors."
At this point, Le Shang's enthusiasm waned and he was ready to order a retreat.
Even if there are powerful locals like Le Shang, the troops they recruit have strong autonomy. But it is also a grave sin to retreat without orders on the battlefield.
But how can Le Shang care about this? He originally admired Lu Zhi, a great scholar from the North, and felt that he was the last conscience of the Han Dynasty, so he spent all his wealth to join him.
But now that he sees this scene, what else does he admire? Lu Zhi wants to chop off his head, so let him do it.
Just as Le Shang turned around, Shi Lu, who had particularly good eyesight, exclaimed:
"He, he, he moved."
Le Shang suddenly turned his head and saw a thousand-mile horse covered with arrows at Wei Duan's original battle line, standing motionless.
Around Qianlima, there were corpses of Han soldiers lying everywhere. These were all shot to death by the officers and soldiers of the Shesheng camp.
At that time, Le Shang couldn't understand what kind of horse could still stand up even though it was full of arrows.
But now Leshan understands.
I saw a pair of iron hands emerging from the horse's belly, and then Zhang Chong emerged from the horse's belly with an arrow attached.
It turned out that Zhang Chong just used both hands to hold the horse's belly to prevent it from falling.
Le Shang was horrified, what kind of courage this was.
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Zhang Chong gently placed the Chollima on the ground.
The beloved horse with arrows all over its body was dead. It still had its eyes open, with tears in its eyes, full of nostalgia for life.
Zhang Chong silently closed its eyes.
Just now, this war horse could obviously run, but knowing that its master was under the horse's belly, it endured the pain of thousands of arrows piercing its body.
When it was about to fall, Zhang Chong held it up.
He felt the love horse's heart, it didn't want to fall.
Zhang Chong's emotions were very rich. At this moment, he felt the pain and regret of his beloved horse. It had not yet carried its owner to complete this great cause.
It is here that Zhang Chong sings and cries, and he screams in pain.
The roar spread across the entire battlefield, and everyone felt the strong sadness in the roar.
At this time, Dian Wei caught up with General Hengchang.
With tears in his eyes, Dian Wei saw the king's mirrored armor covered with arrows. He endured the grief and anger in his heart and cut off each of them with his knife.
These arrows were powerless after piercing the mirror armor, and were stopped by the chain armor Zhang Chong wore inside. Therefore, Zhang Chong looked scary, but was actually unscathed.
After confirming that the king was fine, Dian Wei looked at the king, feeling the anger and sadness in his heart, but he still couldn't help but persuade:
"Your Majesty, you rest here first, and then Damu and I will charge for the king."
Zhang Chong said nothing, picked up the water bag and drank tons of honey water.
One water bag was not enough, so Dian Wei, Cheng Pu, and Han Dang handed their water bags to Zhang Chong.
Zhang Chong drank four bags of honey water in a row, and his physical fitness was gradually recovering.
He bent down and picked up the horse silk on the ground, and only said one sentence to the people present:
"Keep going, it's time to end this ridiculousness."
After saying that, he mounted the thousand-mile horse brought by Dian Wei and rushed forward with Dian Wei and others.
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At the same time, Li Damu, who was under the banner, was running and shouting wildly.
Just now, when he saw the king falling to the ground, his heart suddenly stopped, and then he urged his horse wildly, leading the cavalry army to ride wildly again.
With the size of three thousand cavalry and the determination to die with grief and anger, every formation along the way was defeated.
Especially the two hundred armored cavalry with Zhao Yun as the core staged an overwhelming impact in Zhongren Pavilion. After completely defeating Wei Duan's Chinese army, Zhao Yun had already gone crazy.
He never imagined that the mighty king would fall. His first thought was what should his sister do?
But at this time, he saw the king standing in front of everyone again, so Zhao Yun could no longer restrain his mood and shouted:
"Fortunately, I am the king."
Then, the troops raised their arms and shouted:
"Fortunately, I am the king."
"Fortunately, I am the king."
……
Its sound was endless and resounded throughout the battlefield.
The morale of the Taishan Army began to reach its peak. Under the leadership of a series of fierce generals such as Tian Jun, Zhao Yun, Xu Huang, etc., they swept the Han Army on the slopes.
At this time, the morale of the Han army had dropped to the bottom due to several consecutive setbacks.
The limited loyal and brave battalion generals were also disheartened because they saw the Shesheng battalion shooting their own people. They all moved out of the way intentionally or unintentionally, looking like they were resisting the charge of the Taishan Army.
But in fact, during the charge of the assault cavalry, only one or two people fell off their horses, and it was because of their own reasons.
It can be seen from here that the Han army is on the verge of falling apart.
They were unwilling to fight any longer, but the honor of the army prevented them from fleeing without fighting.
Under this entanglement, the officers and soldiers of the Junzi camp who had stayed in each camp suffered misfortune.
Originally they came to deliver orders, but later Lu Zhi stayed in each battalion as a military governor.
Many battalion generals who had their own ideas began to send these gentleman battalion officials to the most dangerous places intentionally or unintentionally, or directly told them to pass important military information to Lu Zhi of the Chinese army. In this case, the officers and soldiers of Junziying naturally suffered heavy casualties.
Of course, the eight charging cavalry generals felt these changes in the Han army at the first time.
But isn’t the Han army’s cowardice appropriate?
Who in the world can resist the attacking cavalry formation composed of the king and himself?
The strict discipline of the assault cavalry kept them in order during the charge. They lined up in a long line that could overwhelm everything, and kept moving forward.
Under the sunlight, they are like waves, shining and rising one after another.
Countless horses' hooves trampled on this land, and the roar continued, how majestic it was.
Everything trembled under their horses' hooves.
They looked at the figure at the front. It was he who led everyone to victory again.
I am Wang Tianwei!
At this moment, all the Taishan soldiers who participated in the war had this yellow-red back in their hearts, which was the faith in their hearts.
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The Han army was becoming more and more disintegrated, and some military formations had begun to lower their flags, obviously refusing to accept Lu Zhi's command.
Seeing this, Lu Zhi's back suddenly bent.
In fact, Lu Zhi fell silent after seeing Zhang Chong emerge from the horse's belly.
Under the banner of the entire Chinese army, no one was talking.
They all watched quietly as the man down the slope walked through military formations facing the sun.
Along the way, this man did not attack any Han army. The Han army also raised their spears and gave up the attack when he came running.
Everyone present knew that the army was out of control and that they were defeated.
After a while, Li En, who was Lu Zhi's student and an official in Junziying, took the lead and persuaded:
"Master Lu, the troops have no intention of fighting anymore, and the situation is over. We will protect Master Lu and retreat north to Youzhou first, and then plan for a retreat."
Miraculously, many of the essence of Junzi Camp were sent out, and then died violently. On the contrary, Li En, a self-consciously unpleasant student, stayed by Lu Zhi's side and is still alive today.
Li En was the first to break the silence, and other staff and generals also stepped forward to persuade him, but Lu Zhi remained motionless.
While everyone was anxiously persuading, Lu Zhi suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
And with this mouthful of blood, Lu Zhi's originally rosy face suddenly turned into a golden color.
At this moment, Lu Yu suddenly realized that his father was not looking good anymore.
He is no longer the handsome man who stands tall and shields him from the wind and rain, but a dying old man.
Regarding this change, Lu Yu's face was full of panic.
He suddenly grabbed Lu Zhi's hand and said sadly:
"Father."
With Lu Yu's support, Lu Zhi didn't fall to the ground.
He felt the power of his beloved son. Lu Zhi was relieved that his beloved son had also grown up, but why hadn't he noticed it in the past?
At this moment, he suddenly realized how long it had been since he had held his beloved son's face and looked at him. How long has it been since Aiko dared to raise her head in front of him?
When did this start? Is it the time when he has written famous works all over the world, studied as Confucianism, become a model for scholars, and established a stronghold on the country? Is it when he is busy with world affairs all day long? While he was busy with Chen Bashi, he unknowingly missed the growth of his beloved son.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhi couldn't help but put his rough hands on Lu Yu's face and said distressedly:
"Yu'er, you have grown up."
At this time, Lu Yu burst into tears. He held his father's hand and cried bitterly:
"Father, my son has grown up, but you are old."
Lu Zhi sighed, looking at Zhang Chong getting closer and closer below, he continued:
"Yes, my father is getting old too. Don't you think that time is like a galloping horse, and the sun and the moon are like falling flowers and flowing water. The heaven and the earth are all declining. There is no reason why people are immortal."
The child's tears fell on his hands, but Lu Zhi still wanted to leave a few words.
After all, what father doesn't want to give all his life insights to his children so that they can avoid detours.
But when the words came to his mouth, he looked at the child's eyebrows and thought that he had not been taught by his parents in his life, but wasn't he still the same way in this life?
In the end, Lu Zhi just smiled:
"My father has nothing to say to you, only one or two selfish thoughts. It turns out that my father also has arrangements for his own funeral. I feel that I came to this world naked, so naturally I have to leave naked. But my father learned from Confucianism and felt that I would be the best in my life. His knowledge and knowledge are still worth a piece of cloth, so he didn’t put a coffin in his body after his death, so he wrapped it in cloth and buried it. But looking at it now, I’m afraid it won’t happen. I just want you to live well.”
Then he left his annotations on "Mencius" to his student Gao Xiu. He left "Shangshu" to his student Liu Deran, and "Han Ji" to his nephew Zheng Yi. Originally the sword in his hand was to be left to Gongsun Zan, but he died for himself. There was another student, Liu Xuande, who originally planned to give his beloved horse to him. After all, Xuande likes this.
But alas, we will never see him again.
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While Lu Zhi was explaining his funeral, Lu Zhi's general Yu Shi and his armored soldiers had gone down to block Zhang Chong, Dian Wei and other generals.
Only Yu Shi, a warrior at the top of the world, could compete with Zhang Chong.
The two men were fighting fiercely less than fifty steps away from the banner.
At the sixteenth blow, Yu Shi's mouth and nose were already bleeding.
On the twentieth blow, he began to spit out blood.
When the twenty-first blow came, Yu Shi knelt down.
Looking at this magnificent warrior with an eight-foot waist and abdomen, Zhang Chong was filled with admiration.
Instead of killing him, he passed through him.
Under the big banner in front, Lu Zhi was explaining something to a few young people, and the sounds of crying kept coming.
Zhang Chong hated this feeling because he knew that he and Lu Zhi had no hatred. It could even be said that Zhang Chong particularly admired his personality. They only became enemies because of their different positions.
But no matter what, this person is still going to die. Let me end this dramatic battle.
Just after Zhang Chong took a step, Yu Shi, who was already exhausted, stretched out his hand with difficulty and grabbed Zhang Chong's ankle.
He vomited blood and begged the man in the sun:
"Please, don't go up. Lu Shuai can't survive anymore. Let him have a decent outcome. He is a good man."
Zhang Chong was silent. He looked at the powerful warrior at his feet and said apologetically:
"I'm sorry. I can't choose to give Lu Zhi dignity for those brothers Paoze who have died in the battle."
This sentence made Yu Shi stunned, and his tightly grasped hands unconsciously loosened.
Zhang Chong ignored Yu Shi, faced Lu Zhi in front, and walked up step by step.
At this time, every time he took a step, he heard the cheers of the brothers who were riding behind him.
Every time he took a step, the brothers who were still fighting on various fronts were raising their arms and shouting.
Every step he took, the souls of the officials, men, women, and children who had died since the Northern Expedition appeared in the clouds, smiling at their king.
It turns out that Zhang Chong was never just himself.
Along the way, there have been too many sacrifices and too many ambitions. They were all witnessing their king winning this final victory for them.
Only victory can comfort their spirits in heaven.
And now, Zhang Chong finally walked in front of Lu Zhi.
For the first time, Zhang Chong could look at Lu Zhi seriously. Seeing his old defeat, he still did not change his aggressive attitude. He was indeed a tiger minister.
If the monarch can use it wisely and treat it well, it will be a blessing to the country.
It's a pity that the Han Dynasty is no longer worthy, and even this tiger minister sent from heaven can't save his life.
Zhang Chong walked past Lu Zhi carrying the bloody steel horse's horse, and walked under the Han army's banner. Then he sat on Lu Zhi's horse and said seriously:
"Now that the outcome has been decided, Lu Zhi will not die."
At this moment, words are only superficial, and the feeling of farewell under the words may only be felt by Lu Zhi.
Sure enough, after Lu Zhi heard this, he burst into laughter. For a moment, his energy reached its peak. He was really like a crouching tiger, showing the heroic spirit of a handsome man.
He pulled out a bronze long sword from the ground, and shouted:
"I am Lu Zhi, the general of the Han Dynasty Zhendong. I am a rebellious minister and traitor. I am not dead yet."
After saying that, Lu Zhi ran towards Zhang Chong with his Chang Ge, but with just one blow, the Chang Ge broke and he was stabbed to the ground by Zhang Chong with a horse.
Looking sideways at the sky in the distance and listening to the cries of Yu'er and the students, Lu Zhi couldn't help but think:
That year, at this time, Xuande insisted on horse racing with his disciples. Perhaps because of his youthful temper, he no longer had the airs to be a master, so he rode wildly with his disciples in Beiye, Zhuo County.
At that time, he rushed so fast that even Zan'er, who ranked first in equestrian skills, shouted from behind:
"Master Lu, please slow down and wait for us."
Now that I think about it, it turns out that I was so happy at that time, and my fame in the world was just a matter of my life in the blink of an eye.
Gradually, Lu Zhi's vision became blurred.
He saw many people, all his students, riding horses in front of them, among whom Zan'er was still looking back at him.
Lu Zhi smiled and closed his eyes:
"This time, please slow down a little and wait as a teacher."
In the first year of Taiwu, on the eleventh day of the eighth month, Lu Zhi of Zhuo County disappeared in the Zhongren Pavilion.
The battle of Zhongrenting came to an end.
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"Wind and frost distinguish the nature of grass and trees, and danger and chaos reveal the virtues of chastity and integrity, and you can see the heart of Duke Lu!" - "Book of the Later Han Dynasty"
Complete.
(End of chapter)