In the official hall of Longgu City in the northwest, the yard was full of people. All of them were in ragged clothes and looked skinny. However, as the angel standing in the yard read in a measured tone, the original expression of fear and uneasiness gradually turned into excitement and joy.

"….I was granted the title of Colonel Xuanye and was ordered to take charge of military and horse matters…"

After the angel finished reading, he looked at Xu Sigen who was kneeling in front of him.

"Xu Sigen accepted the order."

Xu Sigen kowtowed and choked with tears, then reached out to take it.

The people standing nearby surrounded him with a roar.

"Great, great."

"Promoted again and again."

Some people cried excitedly.

"Are these people his relatives and friends? When I heard that Xu Sogen was promoted, why were I more excited than the people who were promoted?" the onlookers asked curiously.

"No, these people are deserters and civilian husbands from Linguan Village. They were imprisoned for a long time and thought they were going to die. They were suddenly released, and Xu Sigen was promoted again. It can be seen that they will definitely not die, so they are happy.

I'm crying." Someone who knew about it said with a smile.

The people in the venue were still excited, and a group of generals stepped out of the official hall.

"You guys who are afraid of death!" he shouted loudly.

The loud voice immediately drowned out the noise, and the yard became quiet.

"You guys who are afraid of death." The man reiterated, as if he was afraid that everyone could not hear clearly.

The faces of those present who were happy to have escaped the disaster suddenly turned pale again, and they all looked at the general.

Zhong Chengbu glanced at these people, not hiding the contempt in his eyes.

"Now get out of the official hall immediately." He said, "Take off your military robes, get out of Longgu City and the northwest."

The scene was quiet.

"Get out!" Zhong Chengbu shouted suddenly.

More than half of the people shuddered, turned around and walked out with their heads lowered.

But besides Xu Sigan and Liu Kui, there was one person who stood still.

"Why don't you get out?" Zhong Chengbu shouted with raised eyebrows.

"Your Majesty didn't say anything about me, so of course I won't leave," the man said.

Zhong Chengbu smiled and looked at him.

"Why didn't I tell you?" he asked.

At this time, the people leaving quietly looked back, and some even called to the man in a low voice, urging him to escape with his life and not to anger this vicious general again.

The man still stood still.

"Because I'm not afraid of death," he said. "Maybe I was before, but not now."

The scene was quiet for a moment, and Zhong Chengbu laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed in the yard.

"Okay, the Western bandits swept through our two villages and two forts some time ago. Those of you who are not afraid of death, let's go and avenge our shame." He raised his hand and said.

The soldiers and generals standing in the courtyard responded in unison.

"Avenging shame!"

"Avenging shame!"

First in the yard, and then outside, the sound was endless.

The soldiers and civilians who had already reached the door had white and red faces. First one, then two or three turned around and came back.

"Damn, who is afraid of death!"

"What's so scary about death? Dying in bed is not the same as dying on the battlefield!"

"Xu Maoxiu and the others can earn a reward even if they are dead, why can't we who are still alive do the same?"

Seeing them standing next to the man and shouting in unison, a smile appeared on Zhong Chengbu's lips.

The generals in the hall naturally heard this sound, and some of the older ones had complicated expressions.

"Sure enough, young people can boost morale." Someone said.

"General Zhong is so young after all." Someone said slowly.

How dare you say such words so easily to avenge your shame.

Ex-shame, the shame caused by your ex?

Jiang Wenyuan hasn't left yet, and the decision hasn't been made yet. Just ignore the step and step on it, okay?

"He looks good, and he sounds nice, let's see how he is doing." Someone said, twirling his beard.

On the street, generals and soldiers kept running past, gathering together.

Liu Kui, who was released from the cell, only changed his clothes and ran out without even bothering to wash his face.

Someone called him from behind.

Liu Kui turned around and saw a young man riding a horse. The horse was fully equipped. This equipment was only available to middle-level generals. Look at the swords, spears, spears, and three crossbows...

The young general stretched out his hand and took out two and handed them over.

Liu Kui was stunned.

"This is what Fan Jianglin asked me to give you." Zhou Lang said, "One is Xu Bangchui's three-stone bow, and the other is the divine arm bow newly equipped by the imperial court. As for how to use it, you can go to the crossbow array for advice."

Liu Kui took it in a daze, and without waiting for him to say anything, Zhou Lang rode away.

"Stop, leave the bow and arrows."

"What?"

"Didn't the army distribute bows and arrows to you? Who asked you to use this? Privately issued equipment will violate military discipline. Bring it to me."

"Bah, I've never heard of anyone despising such a good thing as not allowing the use of good weapons or not allowing the military to spend money."

"A good weapon? A good weapon would be wasted in your hands. Bring it here and I'll give it to you if you have it. How dare you disobey your superiors and generals? Who dares to use it if you are so disrespectful? You can't even serve as servants!"

Liu Kui clenched the bow in his hand, and for a moment his eyes fell on another bow. Divine Arm Bow? What is it?

…………………………………………….

"Bring me the God's Arm Bow!"

Someone shouted loudly.

With this shout, the row of archers originally located at the city gate immediately retreated, and another row of soldiers holding crossbows stood over. In the sunlight, you could see that their bows had been strung.

Liu Kui, who was in the ditch under the city gate, looked back and then at the crossbow placed aside.

"Isn't it just a heavy crossbow?" he muttered, clenching the knife in his hand, "Has the court been deceived again by that guy who is greedy for money and wants to be rich? Haven't you learned enough lessons from the previous times?"

Before he finished muttering, his whole body tensed up, and his eyes were fixed on the front, where a large wave of assembled Tibetan troops was slowly approaching, and the hoofs of the horses made the whole ground tremble.

Liu Kui put down the knife in his hand and came to grab the crossbow. After hesitating for a moment, he naturally picked up the bow Xu Bangchui left for him and pointed it forward, silently calculating in his heart.

Bangchui, wait and see, how will I kill the thief with your bow...

Closer...

Closer...

Again….

The rumbling drum beat shook his eardrums at this moment. It was the drum beat of an attack. Liu Kui subconsciously shot the arrow in his hand in response to the drum beat, but he soon came to his senses.

"What are you doing?" he yelled angrily, turning his head, "Are you scared of the new guy? This damn guy can shoot a bird..."

His shouts stopped suddenly, and he looked at the rain of arrows flying above his head.

The rhythmic vibrations coming from under my feet suddenly became chaotic, and screams rolled like thunder in front of me.

Liu Kui stared blankly at the Tibetan thieves who fell from their horses like harvested wheat.

So far...so powerful...

The sound of drumming continued, and the buzzing sound of bowstrings echoed in his ears. Liu Kui raised his head and looked at the seemingly uninterrupted rain of arrows above his head.

So fast…so dense….

Liu Kui was trembling all over, dropped the bow in his hand, grabbed the divine arm bow beside him, and stepped on his pedals a few times in a panic, secretly regretting that he didn't listen carefully to the story of the crossbow soldier.

There were already cheers ringing in my ears.

"Damn it!" Liu Kui cursed bitterly. Seeing that the Tibetan army that was about to approach seemed to start to retreat like water, he became more and more anxious, "Save some for me!"

He roared, raised the bow with the arrow in his hand, and pulled it hard.

In Longgu City, Jiang Wenyuan has been sitting in the hall of his private residence for a long time.

"Master Jiang." Someone strode in from outside the door, his voice a little impatient, "Are you ready to set off?"
To be continued...