After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

With the appearance of Duke of England Zhang Wenbi and others, the situation on the entire Haoshuichuan battlefield changed suddenly.

First, the Song army completely surrounded the Western Xia troops, so that when Mo Zang Xiling and Xifeng Buyi thought they would die here today, the main Western Xia army led by Zhang Yuan finally appeared.

The Western Xia troops swarmed in from the north and south, encircling the Song army again.

The greeting ceremony between the two sides was extremely simple, which was to charge and fight continuously, determined to completely crush the enemy in front of them.

This battle, which began at noon and was unilaterally considered by the Western Xia army to be the final one, continued until the sun began to set in the west.

In the end, neither side was able to completely swallow the other in one go.

Duke Ying and his men broke into the encirclement, quickly integrated Yan Da's six-man force, began to build defenses, and prepared for the decisive battle prepared by the Song Dynasty.

"My lord!"

"My lord!"

"..."

"General Yang!"

"General Yang!"

"..."

Seeing the two old men risking their lives and rushing from behind the enemy to the center of the battle circle made all the generals tremble with fear, but they couldn't help but secretly admire their strength in their old age.

"Enough of the small talk. Gao Zunyu, Zhe Kerou, Yao Xiong, and Yan Da, the four of you will immediately lead your teams to build fortifications in the east, west, south, and north to resist the enemy."

The first thing Zhang Wenbi did when they met was to give orders in a swift and decisive manner.

"Yes!"

Everyone's heart trembled, and they immediately clasped their fists to receive the order, called on their subordinates, and counterattacked the Western Xia army in four directions. At the same time, the shield soldiers were quickly dispatched to curb the attack of the enemy in front of them.

"Wang En!"

Zhang Wenbi called out the name of a general again.

"The general is here!"

There was a sense of iron and blood on Wang En's young face, which was a temperament that was gradually honed after he entered Shaanxi to fight.

"I know that Han Jinglüe assigned you a task before you left. Now that the two armies are engaged, it's the perfect time. I will assign Zhe Kexing and Yao Gu to your service. Go!"

Zhang Wenbi patted Wang En on the shoulder and waved his hand to tell him to carry out the task quickly.

"The general will get the order!"

Wang En was cheered up, called Zhe Kexing and Yao Gu, and ran to his army.

Seeing that the entire battlefield was in a completely intense state, Zhang Wenbi and Yang Wenguang looked at each other and then laughed out loud.

"Zhongrong, today you and I will join hands to defeat Xixia again and kill the enemy to achieve great success!"

The British Duke's heroic voice resounded through the sky.

"Hahaha, if the Duke has any instructions, Zhongrong will gallop!"

Yang Wenguang laughed heartily, and his slightly dry hands clenched the big iron spear.

The two old commanders then kicked their horses' bellies, and with a surging momentum rising into the sky, they led their personal soldiers to charge directly at the enemy's Mo Zang Xiling and Xi Feng Buyi.

Among them, although Yang Wenguang is already sixty-two years old, he still has the terrifying power of a tiger that can swallow a thousand miles.

He quickly passed the blocking crowd and swept across the Xixia's "Hercules General" Mo Zang Xiling with the big iron spear in his hand.

"Hey! Youngster, how about a fight with your Grandpa Wenguang?"

Yang Wenguang's roar echoed across both sides of the Haoshui River. The old general with white hair and beard looked like a god descending to earth at this moment.

The big iron spear smashed down fiercely, as if the pillar of heaven was bending down, carrying a huge force and pressing down fiercely.

Split Huashan with all your strength!

How could Mei Zang Xiling dare to underestimate the old man? He also charged the big iron spear in his hand and suddenly swung it out.

Set the prairie on fire!

The heavy iron spears of both sides carried unparalleled force and collided fiercely.

"boom--!"

With just one strike, the soldiers on both sides on the north bank of Haoshui River felt as if the sky was falling. The terrifying buzzing sound resounded throughout the wilderness, making people tremble with fear.

"Hahahaha! That's so cool! I never thought Xixia would produce such a brilliant person. You're quite good."

Yang Wenguang's hair and beard were fluttering in the air at this moment, but he stood firmly in place without any injuries from the huge force.

On the other hand, this move actually made Mo Zang Xiling and his horse retreat four or five steps.

This discovery not only made Xifeng Buyi, Zhang Yuan and others' eyes shrink, but even the Song army was stunned for a short time before bursting into thunderous cheers.

"The old general is mighty!"

"The old general is mighty!"

"The old general is mighty!"

"..."

At this moment, the momentum of the Song army was pushed to the peak by Yang Wenguang's attack.

"What a general of the Yang family! What a great old general Yang! This veteran is the only one in the Song army who possesses such terrifying strength."

The dark horror in Zhang Yuan's eyes was revealed undisguisedly, and then he seemed to think of the old general's ancestors, and his fear became even greater.

Yang Wenguang's grandfather, Yang Ye, was a top military commander recognized by the Song, Liao, and Northern Han factions. His military career was summed up by the phrase "Yang the Invincible".

Wen Guang's father, Yang Yanzhao, was also a rare hero. He guarded the border and defeated the Liao army's attacks many times. He was never at a disadvantage in the game with the Liao Kingdom.

By the time of Yang Wenguang, he was promoted and valued by Fan Wenchenggong, Di Wuxianggong and others, and held several positions.

First he had experience in fighting against the Western Xia, and later he had the achievement of suppressing the rebellion of Nong Zhigao. He can be regarded as another generation of famous generals of the Yang family.

Such an outstanding person was naturally respected and loved by all the armies of the Song, Liao and Xia kingdoms.

Mo Zang Xiling and Xifeng Buyi are a generation of Xixia people who grew up hearing the stories of the Yang Family Generals.

Therefore, when I saw Yang Wenguang's face today and exchanged blows with him again, I couldn't help but feel respect for him because of his terrifying strength that was no less than my own.

"In front of General Yang, I can't call myself a brilliant genius."

"However, today is a battle of life and death. General, you are no ordinary man. If you can lay down your arms and surrender to Daxia, we will certainly welcome you!"

Mo Zang Xiling was not a stupid martial arts fanatic. As he was the supreme commander of the First Front Army, he was also a politically qualified person.

Faced with an old general who was famous in the Song, Liao and Xia kingdoms, if he could persuade them to surrender, it would be a merit comparable to huge wealth. How could he not be tempted?

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

Hearing this, Yang Wenguang stroked his beard with his left hand and laughed out loud, looking mocking.

"Young man, do you know what the word 'loyalty' means?"

Yang Wenguang didn't waste any words. The word "loyalty" left Mo Zang Xiling speechless.

For military generals like them, "loyalty and serving the country" are necessary qualities.

The reason why Yang Wenguang was loved by the high-ranking officials of Song, Liao and Xia and respected by the army was his extraordinary martial arts and his unwavering determination to serve his country!

His Yang family can disappear, and the Yang family generals can also be forgotten by the crowd and disappear in the long river of history, but qualities such as "loyalty and integrity" must never be abandoned!

This is what Yang Wenguang and his grandfather Yang Laolinggong respected - fortitude, loyalty and bravery, and the fearlessness of death!

"Since the old general is so loyal to the Song Dynasty, I will not say anything more. Let today's battle be the old general's final battle!"

Mei Zang Xiling also became more ambitious. Since he couldn't persuade Yang Wenguang to surrender, he would kill him in battle to let the world see his true ability!

"Hahahaha! Youngster, this is what you should do. Your eloquence alone won't satisfy a general like me. Only the iron spear in your hand speaks the truth!"

Yang Wenguang laughed heartily, turned his hand, and swung the big iron spear fiercely, sweeping across Mo Zang Xiling's upper body.

"Well done-!"

Mo Zang Xiling also wanted to compete for supremacy, so he did not avoid the spear in his hand at all, and swung it out, ready to fight the opponent head-on.

But Yang Wenguang is not that stubborn person. An old man in his sixties, how can he keep fighting with you head-on?

If they keep fighting like this, I estimate that after more than ten rounds, the head will really be taken away by Mei Zang Xiling.

Yang Wenguang stuck and ran away, changing his sweep to a stab, and suddenly rushed straight to the head of the Zang Lingzhong Gate.

Mo Zang Xiling quickly pressed his spear to the ground and immediately leaned back to avoid the attack.

When he stood up, he couldn't help but feel cold sweat pouring down his face. For the first time, he felt the crisis of death looming over his whole body.

"Not bad, the reaction is very quick, and it's a bit like Jingyuan's!"

Yang Wenguang chuckled and attacked again with his spear, seizing the initiative and continuously combining hardness and softness, showing his mastery of the Yang family's spear skills.

When the onlookers saw that Yang Wenguang easily suppressed the powerful general Mo Zang Xiling, they couldn't help but be secretly shocked and exclaimed that the old general was truly a god.

On the other side, Duke of England Zhang Wenbi also used his spear to attack Bu Yi, forcing the other party into a struggle.

As the two sides fought back and forth, the two powerful generals of Western Xia were always fooled by the two veteran generals of the Song Dynasty.

The reason was not that Zhang Wenbi and Yang Wenguang were very powerful in martial arts. After all, they were old, so how could they compare with people like Mo Zang Xiling who were in their prime.

However, this experience in fighting generals was so sufficient for Zhang Wenbi and Yang Wenguang that it was integrated into their daily lives.

As soon as the opponent raises his hand, these two veterans can see the opponent's next move and flaws, and then immediately attack your weakness.

In this situation, no matter how powerful the martial arts and physical strength of Meizang Xiling and Xifeng Buyi are, they will be suppressed by the other side. How can you talk about defeating them?

This is precisely the reason why these veterans of the Song Dynasty are still standing. What the army lacks are old people with rich combat experience who can still go to the battlefield.

Seeing such a scene, even Zhang Yuan, a traitor who hated the Song Dynasty, couldn't help but sigh.

"He is truly a man of great stature and dignity, a true hero of his generation..."