The shrill noises were heard in a row, startling countless magpies and crows hiding under the eaves of the temple, and swooping away into the rain curtain. It also startled the originally chaotic noise inside and outside Guangxiao Temple.
Everything in the world was completely silent at this moment, and even the lingering sound of rain was silenced, leaving only streaks of gunpowder smoke flying all over the sky like blue and white glaze.
"Hongyi's guns are really sharp!"
Jin Guang held up his palms and sighed, looking at the blood flowers blooming all over the ground. Shang Ke's eyes passed through the rain, mist and gunpowder smoke, staring straight at the hurried figures in the distance like a hawk, letting them wail in the mud and bumps, horrified by the murderous intent. Suddenly, he stubbornly waits for an opportunity to escape, but is helpless in the face of the gradual loss of vitality.
With some deliberate indulgence, the masked men among them turned around and stared in the direction of the armored buildings with murderous intent, and the hatred was already brewing among them.
Shang Kexi stared into the distance with cold eyes, and an ominous aura suddenly appeared before his eyes. Even the Buddhist treasures such as wheels, snails, umbrellas, lids, flowers, pots, fish, intestines and other auspicious decorations around the armor were contaminated at this time. He felt the aura of chilling and withering that was so strong that it could not be dissipated, and the flames embroidered on his neck guard burned brightly as he opened his mouth, as if he was about to ignite this long-breeding mountain of fire with his own hands.
The old figure of King Pingnan was hidden in the blue satin armor, and the stitched armor plates glowed faintly in the sky. However, counselor Jin Guang suddenly noticed that the old prince in front of him was different.
Shang Kexi seemed to have taken off his royal robe and sealed himself in the heavy armor again, but in fact, what was taken off was the kind appearance he had deliberately created, and what was revealed was the majestic spirit of wielding a sword and dominating the world!
"Rat! Rat! Rat!"
Shang Ke looked up to the sky and roared with joy, and spoke loudly in the aura that seemed like the earth was falling apart. His rebelliousness no longer needed words to describe, and the armored guards around him stood like a forest, resolutely silent.
"Today my head is here. If anyone thinks he is a true hero, it doesn't matter if you let him take it!"
The arrogant and domineering words were deafening, and counselor Jin Guang could not imagine that King Pingnan, who had been ill for a long time, could still roar like a tiger and dragon, taking away the momentum of the entire audience with one person.
But as he said, as long as the people in the martial arts world are still in the military formation of Guangxiao Temple at this time, no matter how weak King Pingnan is, he will be the unique master of command here. , and no matter how much people in the martial arts world claim to be desperate, they can only be trapped beasts with only claws and claws.
Everything was planned in advance.
The Hongyi Musket was carefully hidden in the Zen room. It was obviously a killing plot that had been arranged long ago, and the eyes of the counselor Jin Guangzheng who ambushed this killer were shining.
These martial arts people have definitely never seen such a murderous formation - this is something that has been tempered thousands of times between life and death, blood and fire, victory and defeat, and the fact that his golden light can stand here alive is the best proof.
At this time, the muskets were still being loaded, and the bowstrings were difficult to control due to the wet water. A few people rushed forward desperately, but they mistakenly stepped into the second trap under the golden light. There were several figures walking in the rain in the temple. He came and met his opponent head-on.
Disciples from the Songyang Sect stepped forward to fill the gap, but two young masters stepped out from behind Shang Zhixin. Their eyes were dazzling and their faces were expressionless when they saw the martial arts masters coming towards them.
The moment they passed each other, the two of them came first and punched out with their ape backs. They punched through the back, shoulders and elbows as fast as lightning, and then it was like they had practiced it thousands of times. Cooperate and hit the opponent's Fengchi point in response.
More opponents came, but the two young masters in official uniforms still had expressionless faces. They launched large and small chains together, and used all six arms at the same time. They walked on the soles of their feet and interspersed with chain steps. In the blink of an eye, they were already extremely powerful. Knocked down a series of opponents.
"It's a master from the imperial court! Be careful!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, several people were about to retreat, but they were stopped by an old man in official robes. He pushed and pulled with powerful eagle claws in his hand, casually scratching the joints of several people, and then slapped the throat bone with his palm, Only corpses were left with their throats covered and their eyes widened.
The two wings of the martial arts people were captured and fell into chaos. Many people were cut into pieces with knives without any suspense. Many of the more martial arts people were scared out of their wits and collapsed on the ground unable to move. In front of them was Ping Nan, who was in ferocious armor and full of swords and guns. Wang Tiewei transformed into an invincible myth. The armored stomach with deerskin lining and green satin edge was a hill that they could not match. The martial arts that had been honed in the past were unable to resist in the face of the army that was purging through hundreds of battles.
At this time, the murderous intent was clear. In front were the Pingnan Palace's armored guards blocking the way, behind were the pro-army raiding formations that were gradually surrounding them, and on the flanks were the thunderous Hongyi Musketeers who were eyeing them, reloading at top speed and about to take aim.
The counselor counted the time with his golden light, and secretly used the method of attacking from behind to estimate the enemy, waiting for the last killing move to appear, which would surely intercept and kill all the martial arts people in the distance, and only one could escape alive.
"Let's go! Go south!"
At this moment, there were sudden shouts and shouts, and it was obvious that some people were still awake.
They noticed that the Hongyi musket was still in the cooling and reloading stage after being fired. The seemingly fierce firepower was not as powerful as it appeared on the surface. Just now, it was just relying on the intensive firing of guns and artillery to pose a threat to the swarming crowd.
As the sound of Qingyue continued to be heard, the martial arts people with no masters suddenly came to their senses and began to follow the command of the masked man to rush into the formation with flying geese.
I saw a few masters flying like a falcon, landing on the ground, raising their arms and shouting, and they were invincible. By mistake, they happened to hit the empty space where Pingnan Prince's troops were transporting troops to intercept. With the combined efforts, they miraculously broke through the encircling soldiers. Formation, carve out a bloody path.
"Lord, the thief wants to flee south, so he should be surrounded and killed immediately!"
The memory of the battle in the rolling yellow sand appeared in front of counselor Jin Guang's eyes. He almost subconsciously took the situation into consideration and gave the most suitable suggestions for the current situation.
But Shang Kexi hid his face under the armor, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing, but he still did not give the order to pursue. He stared at the crumbling wall of the misty and rainy temple without saying a word - he did not put down his high-stretched hand. This means that the armored guards around him, as a new force, cannot go into battle at this time.
At this time, the scene was extremely anxious, and Jin Guang could only press his lips tightly, waiting for the gratifying instructions countless times in the past. The sergeants present had long been familiar with the orders and prohibitions, but one of them was obviously not among them.
"Father, leave this matter to me!"
Shang Zhixin had a tall figure and strong waist and arms. He snatched the saber of an armored guard in an instant, jumped out of the hospital with a golden sword, and killed the two wailing people on the ground like a knife and an ax. He used his remaining power to rush to kill them. He left in order to lead the two-winged divisions to surround him, and the two young masters followed closely behind him, killing all parties at the same time.
Shang Kexi was so lucky that the situation was so good that it took him a while to wake up. But at this time, he could no longer stop Shang Zhixin from taking the lead. He only had time to point at the seemingly chaotic martial arts people in the distance and said.
"Nonsense! The opponent is still young, this is a plan to change the formation to cover up the enemy!"
When Jin Guang heard the words, he was suddenly struck by thunder, and blood burst out from his seven orifices. Sure enough, he found several masked masters in the distance suddenly mixed in with the crowd and turned back. In an instant, his head changed to tail, front to back, and another front was born. The unparalleled front line is like the tide of the Qiantang River pushing in the opposite direction.
Take advantage of them and attack when they are unprepared! The sheep pretends to be defeated and bites back!
This method of luring the enemy generals into the game. In the late Ming Dynasty, the Ming court general Man Gui who guarded BJ was forced to go into battle and died under random arrows by Chongzhen, who underestimated the enemy. Advisor Jin Guang sensed something was wrong, and when he turned to look at Shang Kexi, he found that his face was livid, his teeth were clenched, and he was actually sitting back and watching his legitimate son being surrounded without saying a word!
Shang Zhixin was indeed very brave. When he saw that he was surrounded by people, he abandoned his sword and used his fists. It was easy for a dozen people to get close to him. He knocked down several martial arts warriors with his fists and kicks, and even raised one of them above his head. He threw it towards the moss wall in the distance, and formed horns with the two young masters to block the siege.
But when two figures who looked like hanged ghosts suddenly appeared behind him, each reaching out a palm to slap his shoulder, Shang Zhixin's legs were shaken, and his knees bent uncontrollably and he fell to the ground, completely unable to resist This powerful Iron Palm Kung Fu!
The crowd's voice was stagnant, and Pingnan Prince's Mansion immediately put the weapon on the line. The bow strings were muted and the war horses did not neigh. They could only allow the martial arts people who had survived the desperate situation to flee suddenly and gradually disappear deep into the corner of the street.
"Your Majesty! The prince is in danger!"
Hearing Jin Guang's words, Pingnan King Shang Kexi rolled out of the water like a drowning man, breathing deeply the cold and moist air, as if he couldn't fill his old and weak body.
"They captured that evildoer just for a talisman. Where can Guangzhou City hide?"
Shang Kexi said in a hoarse voice, his relaxed tone was completely opposite to his solemn expression, "Let him suffer a little, don't always think that he is the only hero in the world."
"But Your Majesty, given the prince's temperament, I am afraid that he will not only suffer hardships..."
Jin Guang was still trying his best to persuade him. Who would have thought that Jin Guang, the counselor who had advocated deposing the crown prince, was now worried about Shang Zhixin. On the contrary, Shang Kexi, as his biological father, was indifferent, as if he had just lost a kitten. The dog will run back by itself some other day.
"No need to say more, close down and stop. They can't run away..."
Jin Guang quickly put away the concern on his face, and even the armored guards remained silent, because they all guessed that Shang Kexi was trying to conceal the identity of the captured Shang Zhixin. At this time, it would be beneficial for the Pingnan Palace not to make a big announcement. Keep Shang Zhixin safe.
The heavy rain was falling all over the sky, and gunfire rang out suddenly in Guangzhou Prefecture, which had been in peace for ten years. The shouts of death spread from Guangxiao Temple, and in an instant it spread throughout half of the city. Countless old people with swarthy faces and numb expressions raised their heads, like frightened birds and beasts in their nests. They suddenly knocked over the tables, chairs and benches in front of them, dropped the bamboo sticks in their hands, and raised their heads with difficulty to look up to the sky.
Only the old people know that in this Guangzhou mansion, some things they used to take for granted have gone away, and some things that have been buried deep in the blood and dirt and have never been mentioned have returned at this moment...
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The martial arts practitioners retreated from Guangxiao Temple from the south, and then assaulted a certain distance to the west, but they still could not get rid of the chasing troops. Finally, they had to meander north again, and divided their troops to escape into a densely wooded and muddy area. Hiding in the unbearable swamp.
Chen Jialuo hid hundreds of people in the dense forest, and led others to ambush the scouts several times before barely getting rid of the pursuit. Now Taoist Master Wu Chen and Zhao Banshan relied on their superior kung fu to harass the pursuers, while the Chang brothers suppressed the nobles of the Shang family and divided their forces to hide. The Honghua Society divided their forces and left, and Chen Jialuo was suddenly left alone.
Seeing that the pursuers made no move, Chen Jialuo took off the black cloth covering his face, let out a long breath, and let the rain slowly flow along his elegant face, but it seemed that even the muddy water on his body at this moment did not hinder him. He is a handsome gentleman in troubled times.
Chen Jialuo took a moment to catch his breath, and then he quickly led people to inspect the rescued martial arts practitioners, urging them to continue on their way despite the heavy rain. The group of people went deep into the swamp at the western foot of Yuexiu Mountain and on the side of Xianggang. , the staggering figure was gradually covered by the towering vegetation, and he suddenly lost his trace.
"Chief Captain, let all brothers take this big risk. Tailai is really..."
Wen Tailai, who was rescued, looked ashamed, and was helped by Zhou Long to catch up, while Zhou Long, who was disgraced and limping, seemed to have an injury on his back.
He had been hit by a firecracker just now, and his back was in burning pain, but he was lucky enough to save his life. Now he hoped that the Red Flower Society could come up with an effective plan and lead everyone to get rid of the pursuit.
"Brother Wen, what are you talking about? When we became sworn brothers at Honghua Pavilion, we agreed to live and die together, so there is no reason for you to be trapped alone."
Chen Jialuo supported Wen Tailai's other arm and said warmly, "Even if the rescue fails, at worst, all the heads will go in to accompany you. It has not violated the oaths made at the beginning. What is there to say?"
Wen Tailai was greatly moved and wanted to say something to Chen Jialuo, but found that the young chief helmsman had moved to a place shaded by bamboo trees and said thank you to a seemingly deserted place.
"Thank you for the clever idea, senior. If it hadn't been like this, I'm afraid Chen Xingxing would have died in Guangxiao Temple today and become a lonely soul without an owner."
Chen Jialuo bowed to the end, his expression serious and focused, but Wen Tailai saw a skinny old man and a tall and beautiful woman coming side by side. It was obviously the person his chief helmsman was waiting for.
Before he finished speaking, the old man's voice was already rising and rising.
"Mr. Chen, you are too flattering. I just guessed that Shang Kexi would definitely lead someone to ambush. The heavy rain in Guangzhou for days is not suitable for bows and arrows to be fired, firearms to be fired suddenly, and it is not convenient for cavalry to rob the camp and fight in the field. That's why I asked you to lead people to use the plan."
The advantages and disadvantages of firearms were seen by the skinny old man. He saw this short man with a narrow and long face. At this time, he slowly continued, "The other side's counselors are also very knowledgeable, and they laid out three poisonous tricks that are linked together. Fortunately, they are greedy for credit and rush forward." Leaving a flaw gave the old man a chance to break the formation. What's more, God is blessing us today."
"If this was the plan of my villain... I'm afraid even the old man will die on the spot..."
The speaker looked thoughtful, but Chen Jialuo knew that this matter was not as easy and lucky as he said.
Chen Jialuo's family knowledge is profound and encompasses hundreds of schools of thought. He has also studied many military books and strategies. However, he can only hear most of the details from his uncle Chen Yonghua. He knows that setting up a march is not as easy as it says on paper. There is a simple sentence in the book: " "Know yourself and know your enemy" has already stumped 99% of civil servants and generals.
The old man's previous plan clearly took into account the weakness of his side's disunity and lack of joint efforts. He also knew that the only goal of this group of people getting together was to escape and survive, so he planned a plot of "life after death". count.
The so-called rebirth after death was based on people's disobedience. He expected that once the Iron Prison of the Zen Temple was breached, those who were bribed and colluded by Prince Pingnan's Palace would inevitably hesitate and fall at the end of the line. Only those who advocated for escape would be able to move forward. , so people with evil intentions will be hit and killed when the fire cannon sounds, blocking the fatal blow for them.
The subsequent change of formations to cover up the killing was even more magical. No matter when and where the opponent underestimated the enemy and advanced rashly, with the strength of the heroes of the Red Flower Club, they could naturally keep certain important people in place in exchange for capital to escape. It is a pity that Shang Kexi is not very sophisticated. Being fooled made this final retreat seem a bit embarrassing.
But these plans seem ordinary, but there is no superfluous and cumbersome thing. They are as clear as an antelope hanging its horns. They are far more than the murderous serial poisonous schemes of the counselors of the Prince of Pingnan. , every step was restrained by the opponent's calculations.
Therefore, in Chen Jialuo's eyes, the old man in front of him is already an expert in strategizing, but he doesn't know why he is so afraid of the "evil disciple" he calls him? The man opposite him called himself "Ying Wumou", but his behavior was completely opposite to his name. Only his expression had a hint of wanness, and there was no trace of pride at all.
"Senior Ying, there is one more thing that I don't know about this junior. I wonder how you know when the other party will take action?"
Chen Jialuo asked for advice in an extremely humble manner, sincerely hoping that the other party would explain the key points.
The skinny old man twisted his beard and explained: "I have heard about Jin Gongxuan for a long time. He possesses divination, star arranging, plum blossom viewing, bird playing, calligraphy and dream interpretation. He uses it for marching and setting up formations, and his luck is as good as a god. Ordinary people naturally can't compare with him."
He spoke of countless treasures, as if he had a strategy in his mind, and then sighed with emotion, "However, the world has no boundaries. In addition to self-records, there are books, Huangji, Lulu, Shanjing, water records, divisions, geographical locations, algorithms, etc." Taiyi's and Ren's Eunuch's Dharma, Mingwei, all have their own books in their tombs. The more than a thousand volumes are collectively called "The Great Collection of Shinto". Jin Gongxuan has never seen it, so naturally he can only look at the ocean and sigh..."
In the old man's words, the leading counselor of Pingnan Palace seemed to be nothing more than that, which made Chen Jialuo even more curious about who the other party was. Unfortunately, no matter how he made insinuations, the old man humbly claimed that he was just an isolated person between the lake and the sea.
"Senior, chief helmsman, I don't think this is a place for conversation. Many of our fellow warriors are injured, so why don't we take them to another place to hide ourselves."
The tall woman spoke with sincerity in her eyes. Only then did Chen Jialuo suddenly realize that something was wrong at this moment. He looked at the old man in front of him and calculated the goal in his heart.
"Old senior, I see you are coming by boat, can you leave by water at night?"
Chen Jialuo looked at the green-browed bird boat that was riddled with holes and repairs in the reed swamp, and then made his own suggestion.
The Red Flower Club was in the city last night to inquire about news, and suddenly saw the two people being besieged by the masters of the royal palace. The tall woman could only use her exquisite boxing skills to fight one against three, so she took action to save the two people, but they still didn't know Why did these two people strongly suggest that they come to this swamp that is separated from the Pingnan Prince's Yinma Canal by a wall.
"This is absolutely not allowed!"
The skinny old man immediately denied this statement, but only said something vague, "Although there are many waterways outside Guangzhou, there are government warships patrolling during the day, and at night there are fishermen and water macaques. The places are extremely dangerous. Ordinary, it is clearly a road of death and no life."
Chen Jialuo was filled with doubts. Although the other party's refusal was quite reasonable, they could appear in Zhilan Lake by boat. They must have used some method to get in and out of Guangzhou, but they didn't know why they were trying to make excuses.
"I wonder what the old man is referring to?"
"It's not a thing, it's a ghost! In the Battle of Yamen at the end of the Song Dynasty, one hundred thousand Song people crossed the sea to die unwilling to surrender their country. Their corpses have been buried in the ocean for more than a hundred years. They are filled with resentment, so naturally there are always monsters!"
Ying Laodao said in a stern voice: "More than this, the South Vietnamese attacked the Qin army at night and defeated it. They beheaded Wei Tu Sui and left hundreds of thousands of people lying dead. Do you think there are any ghosts sleeping peacefully under these waves?" ?!”
Chen Jialuo shook his head and said: "What the senior said is too shocking, I forgive the junior for not wanting it."
"If I hadn't seen Hei Gui with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that disaster was about to happen. The ancient Nanhai Temple relied on King Hong Sheng to suppress Guangzhou's water veins for thousands of years, but unfortunately, the situation was finally broken... How could anyone find this centipede land? …”
Ying Laodao sighed, and the tall woman with the same strange expression looked confused, obviously knowing something that was difficult to describe.
"Mr. Chen, do you know that the Sun Bathing Pavilion on Zhangqiu Gang is a place to watch the sunrise over the sea. It was the first sight in Yangcheng during the Song and Yuan Dynasties, 'Fuxu Bathing in the Sun.' However, there is no clear mention in the historical records, 'There are sunrises and sunrises at night. Seeing it in the sea, it makes this old man extremely frightened..."
Chen Jialuo wanted to ask again, because he had never heard of things like human pufferfish or water macaques, but the densely covered strange carvings under the side of the green-browed bird's boat could still be seen, as if a drowning man was desperately trying to catch him before death. Paddling and biting, the ripples on the lake surface appeared in the distance under the cold wind and rain, and began to undulate in some indescribable shapes...
"In my opinion, the current plan should be to do the opposite. Going east is the only way to survive." The skinny old man was silent for a long time and finally said.
Chen Jialuo raised his eyebrows and looked up at the sky covered with lead clouds in the east. Fu Zhi mentally remembered a name that had almost been forgotten.
"You mean...Golden Sword Luo Yuantong?!"
"Exactly."
The skinny old man nodded slowly, stroking his beard and said in a low voice: "The Luo family's Golden Basin Washing Ceremony today should be a banquet for heroes. The martial arts comrades who came because of him should naturally be protected by him."
Chen Jialuo fell silent, and the people in the martial arts world couldn't help but whisper.
Many martial arts people present were captured by a master with excellent swordsmanship. No matter how you look at it, Luo Yuantong should be the most suspicious person. How could the old man in front of him be so sure that Luo Yuantong would not be a monk? What about collusion?
"Director Chen, Luo Yuantong will never be a person who is greedy for fame and fortune. Now that Zen Master Tianran is unconscious, only this golden sword can evade Shang Kexi. No matter life or death, we cannot avoid this person. "
Ying Laodao, who was originally supposed to be in Zhangqiugang Village, was now standing on the bank of the undulating Zhilan Lake, his crotch figure turning into a dead branch by the lake. He had long been used to seeing the autumn moon and spring breeze.
"As far as I know, the Jindao Luo family has already protected the martial arts people in the city who have not been poisoned. It doesn't matter if we go there again, but..."
Chen Jialuo was alone but he felt energetic and swept away his previous wavering emotions: "It's just what? Is it possible that we can't go on this trip?"
Ying Laodao shook his head and said meaningfully.
"Comrades from the Jianghu community can go there, but you, the chief rudder, may not be able to go there. There are many people there, and I'm afraid not all of them are the people Mr. rudder Chen wants to see."
"...??!!!"
Chen Jialuo's eyes widened in an instant, and he stood up and looked at the sky after realizing that he had lost his composure. However, after only a moment, he looked at the skinny old man with an unprecedented determination.
At this moment, both of them had a look of understanding in their eyes, as if they had finally determined something that the other party already knew and that they knew after going through a lot of fog and testing.
Illusive scenes of the sky collapsing, the earth collapsing, and heavy rain pouring down, flashed through Chen Jialuo's eyes in turn. With a firm look on his young face that had never been seen in recent days, he nodded slowly.
"In that case, let's go."
