During the Mid-Autumn Festival, of course, the superintendent had to hold a banquet to celebrate, and at the banquet, it was all the staff brought by Shi Kefa and the generals of the Beijing camp, and there were no people who restored the Liao military system.
Of course, Shi Kefa was invited, and there are still this kind of chest Shi Kefa, but the soldiers of the Fuliao Army replied that their brothers drank gruel, and they would never wait for food and clothing.
So Shi Kefa didn't invite again, because he knew that even if he came, there would definitely not be any good faces, and for no reason it ruined this good atmosphere, and it was even more comfortable not to come.
The wine banquet is rich, the flavor of Liaodong is excellent, the new moon rises, there is more poetic and picturesque, and the feeling of homesickness and nostalgia arises spontaneously, so the scribes sing poetry and harmony, and the generals sing and sing.
Every time there is a good oven, it is rave reviews, cheering.
As soon as Shi Kefa's poem of Qin Zhongliang came out, the technique overwhelmed the audience, and everyone studied the deep meaning, which turned out to be a word for word, and the artistic conception was outrageous.
He was re-elected first, and of course, Shi Kefa's poems also won second, but that was when he was his deputy.
When the singing was not over, the Chinese army hurriedly walked over and whispered to Shi Kefa for a while, Shi Kefa's brows furrowed slightly, and then he stretched out, looking at the searching eyes below, Shi Shiran stood up, held the wine glass and said: "Today's festival should be happy, and there is no fine music in the army, which can be described as a fly in the ointment, but fortunately, there is a good show outside, you may as well take a look at it with this supervisor."
Yan Ba took the lead and strode out of the superintendent's line, climbed the high platform outside the line, and looked at the two camps.
At this time, the two camps were staging a martial arts drama, and looking at the magnificent scene, everyone couldn't help but be enthusiastic.
However, the original cautious staff member was out of place, and couldn't help but whisper to Shi Kefa: "Master Inspector, it's not good to continue making trouble like this, it's better to let them stop and return to their own camp." ” Shi Kefa smiled indifferently: "The Beijing camp is new, but I don't know what their combat effectiveness and bloodiness are, isn't this just right to test it with the Fuliao Army, which is much more practical than the formation of horses, and this brawl, isn't it just right to give me a truth about the group of unruly guys in the Fuliao Army?"
So this staff member was dumbfounded, and the other staff members were deeply impressed by the foresight of the Inspector.
The brawl continued to expand, and judging from the entire brawl process, although Jingying was at a disadvantage, it was still able to hold on to the fight, and Shi Kefa was actually very satisfied with this result.
The reason for the satisfaction is that the spirit of the Beijing camp is very good, not discouraged in front of the main army of the Fuliao Army, and it is already commendable to be able to hold on to the away game, the most important thing is that in Shi Kefa's view, the Beijing camp has not gone through the real battle array, and compared with the Fuliao Army with rich combat experience, it can be slightly at a disadvantage, that is also because of the lack of actual combat experience, and there is such a spirit.
In the hands of the emperor, he can hold a powerful force that balances the whole country and deters the unsubordinate, and then the Ming Dynasty will be as stable as a stone.
As a result, the brawl developed to the whole army of both sides, and all the 38,000 Beijing battalions went into battle against the 20,000 Fuliao army, but the disadvantage became more and more obvious.
Shi Kefa frowned, he was not arrogant or discouraged when he won or defeated, but he was angry and ruined by a small setback, it seems that Jingying is still impetuous, and he still needs to be tempered.
And when everyone was worried about the imminent unbearable consequences, the Fuliao army actually retreated to the camp, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, they also sneered at the cowardice of the Fuliao army.
If you talk about blood, it seems that the Beijing camp is still a little stronger than the Liao army.
As a result, when everyone was just about to go down to deal with the aftermath, they suddenly saw that the Fuliao army must have lit a torch to the sky, shining like daylight, and in this sky-rushing fire, when a group of Fuliao troops came out of their respective tents again, they were already covered in armor and held their guns tightly in their hands.
A small group lined up in a neat formation, converging into a squadron, then a brigade, and finally converging into a column of the whole army, with three stacks of guns in front and five rows of archers in the back.
The roar of "mountain" and "wind" is even more thrilling.
At this time, countless auxiliaries had already begun to dismantle the tents that stood in the way of the army's advance.
And with a "move" the army started, what kind of momentum was it, that was the momentum of overwhelming and contemptuous of everything, and then the army rolled forward, knocked down their camp, and moved to the front of the two armies.
With the roar of the whole army in response: "For the sake of honor, fight to the death and do not retreat, kill" This cry of fighting to the death for the sake of honor expresses their anger at humiliation and their determination to never be humiliated.
This killing was earth-shattering, and the air between the heaven and the earth seemed to suddenly freeze, and the murderous aura in the sky slammed out, as if the murderous aura had changed from invisible to tangible, and rushed straight to the door, making Shi Kefa feel that his clothes were hunting and flying in this murderous aura, and then looking at those Beijing camp generals and their staff, their faces were pale and trembling.
And raise your eyes and look at the Beijing camp again, tens of thousands of horses, in this shout, one by one trembling with fear, can't help but cower and retreat, and some of the soldiers, in the face of the mountain of military formations, directly threw away their swords and guns and turned to run, and some of them directly collapsed to the ground and shouted for mercy, and there were those who were so frightened that they had no soul and stood in front of the two armies in a daze.
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