The clouds are floating in the gray sky like mountains. The ups and downs cannot block the sight of people wandering back and forth, let alone the shadowy figures on the ground on Shenzhu Po.
It was like a deep and bottomless cold pool. The coir raincoat fisherman and the diving ichthyosaur were facing each other across the duckweed that blew away. What they saw in both places was vague and trance-like, just competing. Whose patience will run out first?
There were ripples in circles due to the wind, and countless strange shadows were faintly revealed, so a hand holding a pole covered with black spots seemed to be frightened, and the contradiction between anxiety and silence on the palm of the finger had nowhere to hide, but After a slight turmoil, the figure still sat firmly on the water, still waiting for the prey to take the bait.
"It's not even time to close the hook yet? I've been waiting so impatiently."
Shang Kexi's dark-spotted face had an expression that was invisible to the outside world, and his doudou blocked his gloomy, hawk-like expression. In the background were countless armored elites.
There are no fish in the pond at the moment, and he is not a lioness. Shang Kexi is actually just standing in Gaofu and gazing vaguely, like a man watching fish in the abyss. But when the riding whip in his hand hangs down unconsciously, it is like a fishing hook thrown into the water. It is held extremely firmly by both hands, which is enough to see the overwhelming chances of victory.
Shang Ke sighed with joy or sorrow, and slowly returned to his horse and returned to his tent. Now the lives of countless people are tied to one, but there are always memories like duckweed floating in his heart. They linger for a long time and happen to be covered up. The fire in his eyes.
His true thoughts were not stated, and there was nowhere to tell him, because this was the first time he knew that being a fisherman overlooking the overall situation was such a surprising experience, which could make the ambitions that had nowhere to rest gradually become as big as the sky. Cloud dragons are generally capable of being dark and bright, large and small, and they can make clouds and rain rain, and they can do whatever they want.
Counselor Jin Guang was silent. Now every rainy day, his injured leg on the right side would feel a dull pain. This was the stubborn disease caused by his broken leg when he was unwilling to surrender to Shang Kexi and wanted to escape. But who knows that things are unpredictable. The final facts proved that the single-husband hero in front of him turned out to be his own Ming Gong.
Jin Guang looked at the figure on the horse and sighed slightly, not intending to answer Shang Kexi's question.
Both Ming Zhu and Bole are already yesterday's flowers. Now the real mastermind of Pingnan Palace has reappeared in the big tent, and no one knows his thoughts.
——Sigh, what a strategy this is, he can't see through it at all.
Jin Guang secretly sighed at the other party's handiwork. He was in vain and could not get a glimpse of it until today.
Yes, everything seems to have changed.
The change began when the imperial court ordered the annihilation of Southern Shaolin and the defeat of Wuyi Mountain by the four provinces. Today, not to mention the imperial court and the rebels, they are trying their best to recruit martial arts masters to work for them. The level of the struggle between the two sides has long been clear from the state governments. The battle of swords and guns turned into a battle between you and me in the arena.
God's will and people's will always seem to be like a boat floating on the water, floating on these undercurrents that cannot be seen clearly.
As a result, the imperial court began to confer officials and titles to recruit talented people. The Geng family of the Prince of Jingnan regarded the Fuwei Escort Agency as their confidant. The Wu family of the Prince of Pingxi had already recruited a large number of experts to move around. Under such a scene, everyone thought that Shang Kexi, who is firmly established in the city of Guangzhou, will definitely buy people's hearts with rich and generous treasures in exchange for the power to fight at the Jianghu level.
But who could have known that under Li Xinghe's plan, Shang Kexi's ambitions and methods this time were far higher than they could have imagined!
On the surface, he doesn't care about martial arts matters and allows Shaolin Wudang to fight in Guangzhou City. In fact, he has already set up a dragnet to lure these martial arts people into a trap, and even the person behind the scenes will take the bait. Everything is just like today If you follow the rules, you will live and if you go against them, you will die. In this way, you can control a group of minions that are more ferocious and obedient than other forces!
"My lord, don't worry. The dragon fishing bureau set up by the villain has just begun to work. Now these martial arts bandits are stubbornly resisting. Someone will naturally deal with them."
Li Xinghe's sinister face always blended in with the gloomy surroundings, and he even had a flattering smile on his face. This man was obviously the most timid and fearful of death, but he could always come up with the craziest plans. He took off his clothes and wanted to catch a dragon. Jin Guang couldn't imagine how arrogant the person in front of him must be to have the idea of fishing for a dragon in the vast sea.
What's puzzling is that with the series of poisonous schemes and conspiracies in his mouth, at the moment when Feng Ting and Hai Tao are coming together, he has gradually developed the passion of a king of pennies.
In the wind and rain, Jin Guang subconsciously looked at Dazhu and returned to the military tent, and heard someone's voice again.
Although he was still following Shang Kexi closely, he still couldn't help but look back at Li Xinghe, who planned all this. This man was now wearing a plain robe and hiding under the umbrella cover, huddled up as if feeling the cold wind, his voice whispered softly. What came out of it, between the lines, was full of ulterior meanings.
"The art of using military force is to surround it by ten, attack it by five, and divide it by doubling it. Your Majesty, just do as I say now. What really matters to us is what happens next..."
Shang Kexi nodded silently: "Sir, what you said makes sense, I will act according to your wishes."
After a few words, everything fell silent. Amidst the sound of the armor of the silent guards rubbing against each other and the kicking of war horses, Shang Kexi extended his gaze again, wanting to see what the mind-attacking technique mentioned by Li Xinghe could do. situation.
At the end of his sight, there was someone doing what he was supposed to do, and everything was going according to Li Xinghe's plan.
"Oh? It seems someone took the bait."
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Chen Jialuo and others knew very well that encircling but not attacking must be because they wanted to catch them all in one fell swoop. The other side was planning to attack people's hearts first, waiting for their own surrender.
Pingnan Prince's Mansion is now besieging instead of attacking. Instead, it has sent a master to fight, but he is fighting in different ways. How can the proud and arrogant martial arts people tolerate this? Naturally, it has aroused the anger of many people. For the time being, we will rely on the weak people at the rear to meet the enemy.
Chen Jialuo let out a long breath and slowly glanced at Shen Zhupu. He saw that all the masters after the battle were injured, and several top masters responsible for breaking the formation had suffered great losses. Now Zhao Banshan has lost his strength after a hard battle, Taoist Priest Wuchen has been seriously injured, and the master swordsman has been forced to the edge of internal energy exhaustion because of the sword duel, and his face is as pale as gold paper.
Now looking at the whole audience, it seems that only the five masters in moon-white monk robes are still full of energy, but she is sitting cross-legged alone, chanting sutras, closing her eyes and paying no attention to the things outside. Shang's White Bone Concept has been cultivated to the deepest level...
Physical and mental exhaustion kept coming, Chen Jialuo suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart. The only solution now was to seize the time to adjust his breath and recover to maintain his strength for the first battle.
"Whoever is willing to give it a try, I can accompany you."
The gray-haired old man's moves were as fast as a hawk, and the force in his mouth was as loud as the cry of an eagle. Three moves in a row with golden claws and iron hooks flew towards him one after another. The murderous aura between the moves was strong, and the evil aura was even more frightening. One against three naturally existed. The meaning of showing off one's kung fu was that even though the three martial artists in front of them had good kung fu, they were still forced back by a single blow, and the two sides instantly reached a conclusion.
This person is a veteran master who has become famous in the world more than ten years ago. No matter his moves or strength should not be underestimated, the force of his claws is enough to carve stone and leave a mark. If anyone who fights against him is accidentally hit, his hands will be damaged. It was painful and numb, and my arms were swollen so high that I felt defeated.
Some sharp-eyed people have already recognized him. The person in front of him is Bai Zhen, the head of the Songyang Sect, who is now also a vanguard under the command of King Pingnan Shang Kexi.
Ordinary masters can only delay for a while, but every minute and every second of this quickly depletes the already precarious morale. Now there may be only one straw left from surrender without a fight - just like now, there are already three to five A weak-willed person decided to surrender.
Anyway, in the eyes of people in the world, it is not a shame to lose in a vigorous fight. At least you have tried your best and done your best, so what else is there to say.
Chen Jialuo was quite good at cultivating qi, but he was still almost injured internally by the actions of these people. Seeing that the situation in front of him was at a critical juncture, he immediately stood up with force and planned to use softness to overcome strength. He first withstood Bai Zhen's provocation before making any plans. But before him, there was an unexpected person who took the lead.
"Okay, let me meet you!"
A tall figure suddenly stood up and came to the front of the formation despite the repeated dissuasion of the people around him. He exerted all his strength with his arms and involuntarily assumed a stance of attacking the mountain head on. He stepped forward as fast as thunder and rushed to the front.
Bai Zhen, who heard the sound, looked at it intently, and immediately spread his arms into eagle wings to avoid the sharp blow.
Bai Zhen's expression became solemn, and then he realized that the opponent in front of him had been replaced by a big man with a rough appearance and a broad mouth. Both arms used fists that were as powerful as thunder and as fast as lightning. Every time a fist is struck, a shout comes from the mouth, which is shocking.
This style of boxing is so fierce and fast that even with Bai Zhen's experience in martial arts, he can't figure out the heel and foot. In the dazzling state, he only sees his opponent shouting first and then following with his palm, or punching out first and then making a sound, or punching sounds in unison, or There is sound but no fists, the shouts and palm movements are almost mixed together. The faster the movement is, the louder the shouts are. The power is overwhelming wherever it reaches. It actually overcomes the strength with strength, and gradually suppresses the head of the Songyang Sect. Bai Zhen's unique move.
Applause began to ring out from around him, and the sound of "Fourth Brother's Good Kung Fu" reached Bai Zhen's ears, and he couldn't help but sigh that the world had just changed, and unknowingly, there was such a heroic figure appearing on the world again.
"Prince Pingnan is very thirsty for talents. Today he is willing to give you a chance to atone for your sins and abandon the dark side. Why are you so stubborn?"
Bai Zhen's powerful eagle claw skill is also good at overcoming strength with strength, but it is difficult to see an inch of strength today. This makes him cherish the talents of the juniors in front of him, and he starts to persuade him again.
His powerful Eagle Claw skill is powerful and domineering, and his eyesight is even more sophisticated. After several quick attacks, he has figured out the opponent's path. He noticed that the person in front of him had not recovered from his trauma, which resulted in many flaws in his moves. He could only rely on Make up for the shortcomings with a quick and fast fighting style. Once you fall into a long stalemate, even if you are not defeated, your injuries will inevitably worsen and endanger your life.
"No need to say more!"
Wen Tailai naturally knew his situation, but now all the brothers in the Red Flower Club were at the end of their strength. Only he was left under the protection of everyone before, and barely had the strength to fight. If he became a turtle at this time, how could he be worthy? Help the camaraderie of brothers.
So he suppressed the injury with a groan, and used his thunder hand with all his strength without any scruples. In an instant, he was as terrifying as King Vajra Ming with three heads and six arms.
Seeing another round of fast attack, Bai Zhen understood that the opponent would accept softness rather than hardness, so he gradually began to retreat, seemingly willing to give up the victory.
But no matter how the other party tried to persuade him, Wen Tailai's expression remained unmoved. His strong body changed his palms and retracted his moves in the heavy rain, and then said coldly: "It's no use for the master to bother you, but you persuaded Wen to change his family and give up the dark side to the bright side. How could you know that Wen Who is bright or dark in the eyes of you and me, and how can we know who is righteous and evil in the eyes of our martial arts colleagues present?"
Bai Zhen's face condensed, and he saw the gradually shared hatred in the eyes of the people in the martial arts world. He suddenly remembered that he had gathered with these people a few days ago. At that time, he was a distinguished guest and was highly respected, but now he was looked down upon with both salt and cold eyes. When I wait, I feel a chill in my heart.
But before he could recover from his hesitation, he saw the military attaché robe on his body again, and his previous doubts disappeared in an instant.
"I'm not here to argue with you. I'm just sorry that your martial arts skills were ruined in vain. Your injuries have not healed and you have new injuries. If you are lucky enough to survive in the future, your martial arts skills will be ruined."
Bai Zhen, who had gray hair and beard, said angrily, "You are so full of energy now, but when you are my age, you may not still have the strength. You might as well look at the elite soldiers and generals surrounding you. Today, there is no chance of stubborn resistance. If it weren't for Prince Pingnan is so kind-hearted that he cannot bear to see the rivers of blood flowing, so he will not send me to persuade you to return from your lost ways."
As soon as the words fell, the morale that Wen Tailai had fought so hard to regain fell to the bottom again. The besieged martial arts heroes looked up in confusion. Everyone saw that three miles south of the city was sinking into Zhupu. At this time, as the tide soared, Anzhu was almost flush with the water. The sky is high, and the gulls and herons fly in terror at dawn when the tide rises and falls, filling the sky with a chilling atmosphere.
Just as Bai Zhen, the head of the Songyang Sect, said, the Zhennan Palace, with three thousand elite guards, has already surrounded Shenzhupu. The swords and halberds are like a forest, trapping and locking up the No. 100 martial arts master, three levels inside and three outside. There is no room left at all, and it is obvious that it is difficult to escape even if you have wings today.
Not far away, Shang Kexi in sky blue armor was riding a dark black horse and looked up. The atmosphere in the martial arts camp was still solemn, just like Xuantian in the distance, who was as decadent as the sky.
"If you want to live, come with me. We are all on the same page after all, so why die in vain?"
Bai Zhen withdrew the finger power of the powerful Eagle Claw Kung Fu and returned to his disciples and disciples. A few lonely martial arts people followed him with their heads lowered, which was met with silence from the others.
Everyone understands that even though the martial arts heroes are as skilled as the clouds, it is good news that they are not powerless to destroy them. The reason for the current deadlock seems to be simply due to the fear of death. Neither side wants to get to the point of death. By then, the martial arts masters will not be able to kill them. Shang Kexi, Shang Kexi also has to pay the price of losing his confidants.
Now everyone knows that today's situation means that there is no way to reconcile safely and safely. There will always be one party who takes the initiative to surrender and admit defeat. It is obviously gratifying that this is an ultimatum. After that, their patience will be exhausted, and they will There is no reason to live anymore.
After all, Wen Tailai was still weak and suddenly began to pant violently. However, his body stood like a mountain in the heavy rain and refused to fall. The gold wound medicine he had originally applied was all washed away, and the cracked wounds on his body continued to bleed and pus , but he still relied on his heroic strength to stand at the original position where he fought with Bai Zhen. Even if the world collapsed, he would not waver and take a step back.
"Can you take me with you to meet the prince?"
At this moment, an unexpected person suddenly walked out from the crowd.
He looked old, his clothes were full of mud, and there seemed to be old injuries on his legs. In short, he looked out of place with the brave and unruly martial arts people in front of him. No matter how you looked at it, there was no reason for him to be here - but He just showed up, which made all the martial arts people unexpected.
For a moment, the face of the yellow-faced master who was sitting cross-legged with his sword moved slightly. Chen Jialuo, who was exercising and adjusting his breath, frowned. The old man with the iron rod and the woman in red glared at each other. Only the frosty Wu Mei Shitai seemed to be unaware. This rickety old figure walked alone.
But in the end, no one moved, just like a fish watching the ripples on the water surface dissipate, then slowly swimming back under the lotus leaves, looking up at the sky that was untouchable but close at hand, without saying a word.
"I will go with you, too."
Bai Zhen was stunned at first, and then fell into deep thought. He didn't know what he had planned in his heart, so he allowed the old man to leave without comment.
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"Your Majesty, Master Bai is bringing someone to see you."
At this time, it was raining heavily, and everyone saw only an old man in official uniform and a few people outside the tent. They all frowned and looked at Li Xinghe in silence. They were secretly annoyed that they had only brought back three or five martial arts masters after so much trouble. He even managed to get an old man in a fake role.
Outside the tent, Shang Kexi was still riding on his horse, and he glanced at everyone coldly, his unconcerned eyes suddenly looking elsewhere. He just knew that this time Li Xinghe had miscalculated a bit and did not catch the big fish he said.
"Prince Pingnan, the common people have something important to report!"
Caught off guard, the old man in the crowd broke away from the team and suddenly knelt down in front of Shang Kexi's horse. None of the guards expected that someone would dare to stop the horse and almost broke in within seven steps of Shang Kexi. They were suddenly shocked. Breaking out in a cold sweat, everyone looked like an assassin now.
Before the fellow martial arts people had time to react, they heard a commotion in the tent, and the shiny steel knife was already pressed against their throats. At this time, even Bai Zhen, the head of the Songyang Sect, was not exempted from the knife, but Seeing veins sprouting out of his skinny neck, he finally did not resist. He just turned his head and silently looked at the source of everything, and mumbled with an embarrassed expression: "Master Li, I surrendered on my own initiative as you ordered. People bring..."
Li Xinghe put a finger on his mouth, indicating that he didn't need to say anything. Even though he was being watched by everyone, he remained silent and kept his leisurely aloofness, coughing lightly.
The guard at the door had already put a knife on the old man's neck, kicked him to the ground, and then shouted sharply.
"Is this old man desperate for his life? You are clearly not a martial artist, so why are you hanging out with the rebels?!"
The old man who had become a fish only showed a wry smile when facing the knife and axe, and his appearance looked a bit more bitter than the cold wind and rain outside. He slowly knelt down in the mud, his sparse hair clinging to his scalp, looking as funny as wet window paper flowers.
"I thought that you would send a soldier who would not care about life and death. It turns out that they have been frightened out of their wits, and only a dying old soldier like you is left."
Shang Kexi's voice came coldly, not taking him seriously.
"The old man's surname is Wen, his cursive name is Yuqin, and he has met Prince Pingnan..."
Before he finished speaking, Wen Yuqin's roll call was interrupted by a majestic voice. However, the other party did not press for the reason for stopping the driver, nor did he scold himself for his recklessness. Instead, he said something unexpected.
"Oh? The Wen family in southern Zhejiang? I know you."
Shang Kexi's tone was quite calm, but it made everyone present break into a cold sweat again.
Behind these few words was Shang Kexi's unimaginable control over things in Guangzhou City. They could not imagine how much effort Shang Kexi had put in to control Guangzhou Mansion in these ten years of silence, so that he could bring this world to his knees. Every plant and plant in Dayi is well known by heart, and it is even harder to imagine that there are any secrets in the city that can be hidden from him.
"The Wen family in southern Zhejiang is a side branch of Wen Tiren, the chief minister of Chongzhen. Although it was not as good as the princes for generations, it was still a famous family. It is a pity that in the early years, you were first separated and usurped the foundation and fled to Lingnan, and then you were involved in the Shaowu case. The whole family was killed by Li Chengdong, and a century-old foundation was destroyed in one fell swoop, and now you are the only one left, an old teacher."
Shang Kexi turned around slowly at this moment, his eyes filled with a biting cold light, "Of the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism in Guangzhou City, you are the only one who has always avoided Confucianism. At the beginning, the 'Twelve Sons of Nanyuan' were all generous and heroic, but since Chen Zizhuang and Li Sui Qiubing After he was defeated and died, his disciples hid in hiding, unwilling to serve the king, and did not want to wither and die. Humph, the Lingnan Confucian lineage came here today, could it be that they wanted to 'repay the king with death in the face of danger'?"
He gave Li Xinghe a meaningful look, but Li Xinghe kept his mysterious smile and remained silent so far, adhering to the silence unique to fishermen.
If you want to control the city of Guangzhou, you must win the support of these Lingnan scholars. At the beginning, Li Chengdong and Tong Yangjia did not understand this truth, so they encountered waves of rebellion, and they were killed everywhere, just because they were I don’t understand, this Lingnan is the world of Lingnan people after all.
"Your Majesty, it is clear that I have no power to tie a chicken, and I have absolutely no intention of stabbing the king..."
Wen Yuqin knelt and walked, as if he wanted to get as close as possible, but was blocked tightly by his bodyguard with a knife, so he could only lower his head and remain silent. Shang Kexi gave the guard a look, and the guard immediately asked with a knowing smile: "Old man, do you really want to meet the prince?"
Wen Yuqin nodded incomprehensively, and the guard quickly took away the knife from his neck, patting Wen Yuqin's back with the back of the knife as if to encourage him, "Then you must first make sure you are not an assassin."
"...How to guarantee it?"
The personal guard ignored Wen Yuqin after saying this. While lifting him up, he grabbed the still stunned Wen Yuqin with his hands and swung the knife along the knuckles. He heard the sound of bones breaking, and there were two skinny assholes. Firewood rolled down into the muddy water.
Wen Yuqin's shock was accompanied by blood spurting out, but the cry of pain had already dissipated in the heavy rain before it could be heard.
"Prince Shang, I'm going to take the liberty today...hiss...I have something confidential to tell you..."
The thumbs of Wen Yuqin's hands were cut off, so that even a master could no longer hold a knife and fist, completely eliminating future troubles.
With blood splattered on the spot, he knelt on the ground and came to Shang Kexi with difficulty and pain. His voice began to tremble uncontrollably as he spoke. Severe pain attacked his consciousness in waves, and it was difficult to even maintain his voice.
"My lord...do you know who they are..."
Shang Kexi's eyes were as bright as lightning, knowing that he must be talking about people from the besieged martial arts world, but he still had no intention of answering and waited for Wen Yuqin's next words.
"I found out the identities of several people... The old man in green is Hao Yaoqi, who served in King Chuang's tent, and the woman in red is Li Yan's widow Hong Niangzi. She is a tall and thin swordsman and one of Li Chuang's four personal bodyguards. …”
When several names came out, needles could be heard in the Chinese army's tent. It was hard to imagine that these people who were famous all over the world more than ten years ago were now trapped like bereaved dogs. It was even harder to imagine what would happen behind this incident. What kind of unknown meaning does it have?
Fortunately, they didn't need to think any more, Wen Yuqin had already pointed it out directly.
"They are all people who rebelled against the 'Thirteen Families'... They were originally entrenched in Hubei and were enemies of the imperial court. Now that they came to Guangzhou, they must have ulterior motives..."
Shang Kexi's expression gradually became more focused after hearing this. He noticed that Wen Yuqin's face was gradually turning pale due to blood loss and his voice was becoming weaker. Then he signaled his guards to tie the wound on his hand tightly to prevent further blood loss, and then asked lightly.
"Old sir, according to your opinion, who is planning to murder this king?"
Wen Yuqin showed a weak smile, and changed from kneeling to sitting cross-legged in the muddy water, waving his hands slowly in the heavy rain.
"Prince Shang, now that all the families in the world are declining against the king, the Zheng family is trapped in the Minhai, the King of Gui is fleeing to the southwest, and the remnants of the rebellious party are cowering in Xichuan, unable to raise their heads. There are only a few people who have the courage to persuade the rebels in the world to become enemies of the prince. It can be counted, doesn’t the prince have an answer in his heart?”
Shang Kexi's expression gradually tightened, as if he was chewing the words of the old man in front of him carefully, and the entire staff fell into silence. Counselor Jin Guang seemed to be able to detect the familiar murderous intent in his lord's eyes that waxed and waned, but just when the murderous intent was at its peak, he slowly looked at Li Xinghe.
"Ahem, Your Majesty, in my opinion, even if there is no calculation by that old guy, his incitement is indispensable..."
Staring directly at him with piercing murderous intent, Li Xinghe shrank his neck, showed a flattering smile, and said calmly, "But the prince Mingjian, there are not many people in the world who can persuade Chuang Jun to take action, villain." I dare to guarantee with my head that this is definitely not the handiwork of that old guy. It’s better to listen to what he said and see what kind of fish the scented bait caught..."
"Okay, I also guessed that it is not the respected master, but who this person is is quite difficult to guess..."
Shang Kexi seemed to know the answer in his heart, so he looked at Wen Yuqin again with a solemn expression, but Wen Yuqin suddenly sat on the mud and burst into laughter, which made the people in the Chinese army's tent panic.
"Prince Shang, the man calls himself Mr. Cang Shui. He came from Jiangmen a few days ago and met with me in Donggang outside the city. He also asked me to pass on the poem for the prince to hear. Today, I have the courage to recite it... "
Before he finished speaking, Wen Yuqin was already chanting loudly to the big tent in a desolate and perverse tone.
"Wuyang City was peaceful in Judea at the beginning of my life. Zhuloujia was full of avenues, and drums and shengs were played in the middle of the night. The land in the south was secluded from God's will, and two kings came to attack in anger. All the generals in the city left their lives, and millions of people were killed. Steamed rice and cooked in one day!”
Several personal guards came to their senses at this time, and hurriedly came to cover the old man's mouth, but Wen Yuqin was like a walking zombie, letting the other man punch and kick him, with a sarcastic and playful sneer on his lips, and it took a long time before he collapsed in the mud. Among them, there is only incoming air and no outgoing air.
"What a 'two kings come to conquer in anger', what a 'millions of steamed rice cook in one day'! No wonder you Lingnan scholars are so hostile to this king. It turns out that you have already had resentment and resentment, and started to conspire and rebel. Meaning!"
Shang Kexi's face gradually distorted, and there was only a cold and piercing murderous intent in his eyes. No one could connect him with the old prince Pingnan who usually pretended to be the Buddha of thousands of families.
"I understand, the old gentleman came here today specifically to seek death! I have long heard that Zhang Huangyan intends to collude with the Thirteen Kuidong families to disrupt the world. Tell me! Where is he now!"
Shang Kexi didn't expect that the person coming turned out to be Zhang Huangyan!
If there is any name in the world today that can make Shang Kexi feel doubtful, then Zhang Huangyan must be on the list.
Ordinary people only know that Zheng Chenggong was invincible and powerful, but they don't know that Zheng Chenggong was able to recover four prefectures, three states and 24 counties in the south of the Yangtze River. Behind his brilliant achievements, Zhang Huangyan's strong support was indispensable for his three entries into Minguan and four crossings of the Yangtze River.
Shang Kexi, who has been in Guangzhou City for ten years, has his own pride. No matter how brave and extraordinary generals come to attack the city, he does not take it lightly. Didn't you see that Li Dingguo and Zheng Chenggong also fell under Shang Kexi's hands? Sha, but Zhang Huangyan, who has suffered many defeats and has the support of the people, is the opponent he is really worried about.
It was the foundation that Zhang Huangyan had laid for many years of resisting the Qing Dynasty that had become a golden sign, allowing the Zheng army to conquer the south of the Yangtze River like a fish in water. Even though Zhang Huangyan had less than 10,000 troops and only a few dozen ships, he was still able to successfully conquer Yizheng last year. As they approached Liuhe, the people along the river welcomed them warmly, and there was even a scene where "the officials and the people marched to the territory to welcome the surrender fifty miles away".
This kind of public sentiment cannot be bought by hanging on the sign of "Qian Ming". You must know that even Shunzhi of the Qing Dynasty could only rely on killing people in Jiangnan to curb the growing voice. This is enough to prove that Zhang Huangyan is a person. How terrible is it!
But what he couldn't figure out was that Zhang Huangyan, as a Jiangnan nobleman, was rather pedantic in his mission to be loyal to the emperor and to serve the emperor to the death. He would never leave his own lord, King Lu, to supervise the country. Therefore, he would rather have a quarrel with Zheng Chenggong, who had enthroned Emperor Longwu as Zhengshuo. , why would you give up years of hard work and come to Lingnan to stir up trouble?
But once Zhang Huangyan really gets involved with the Lingnan scholars, what he will have to face may be several times the pressure of the Jiangnan Governor.
Wen Yuqin smiled weakly, his thin and old body slowly sat up straight in the muddy water, and replied to Shang Kexi: "Now Zhang Cangshui is in the city, and he has contacted all the anti-Qing righteous people to come. In one day, the whole city of Guangzhou will be filled with people who will kill you and then kill you. I wonder if there will be anyone in Guangzhou tomorrow who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"
"Hahaha, what a white-headed warrior! What a lone man! In order to delay this king, he has such a plan! Come on, arrest this madman first, and remember to be careful of him biting his tongue and committing suicide. I want to see it Let’s see what Zhang Cangshui can do to defeat this king!”
Shang Ke smiled with joy and anger, and stepped out wearing sky blue armor. As expected, everything was guessed by Li Xinghe again. The surge in the darkness had already been coming towards him, but the more the enemy emerged from the water, the more the murderous intention in his heart became uncontrollable. Once the originally calm water surface began to dive, it would be fierce. It was when he went on a killing spree.
At this moment, the scheming King Pingnan had no intention of dealing with Wen Yuqin. He could stop betting on whether the other party was bluffing, and he could no longer worry about casualties. He ordered people to forcibly attack the camp where the martial arts people were, and then tortured them slowly after defeating the captives. But He needs more information about Zhang Huangyan's whereabouts!
But not long after, there was a sudden rush of horse hooves outside the tent. A detective under Shang Kexi's command unexpectedly broke into the Chinese army with a command arrow in hand and was covered in wounds. When he saw the big banner, he immediately rolled off his saddle and fell off his horse, shouting sternly. Report.
"Reporting to the prince, a group of people suddenly emerged from the Five Immortals Temple. The number of the rebel soldiers was no less than a thousand. Zhang Youyi couldn't resist it for a while. They broke through the camp and came towards Shenzhupu. If they hadn't taken precautions early, they might have killed him. We are under attack from both sides!"
These words were so shocking that the military staff were thinking hard about how they could hide thousands of thieves in the city of Guangzhou, but they would not doubt that Tan Ma would lie about the military situation for no reason!
But before he finished speaking, the scout who had just been sent out came back in a hurry, and said to Shang Kexi in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, those people from the martial arts community suddenly came back to fight. Now that the heavy rain has caused disaster, all the bowstrings are broken. , General Zhao Shen is leading his men to resist, so it is better to ask the prince to lead the Chinese army to retreat 200 steps!"
Outside the big tent, the shouts of killing went straight into the sky, and the deafening sound of golden drums rang out in the boiling sea. Thousands of troops and horses were sleeping repeatedly in the waves, and when they woke up together, they were about to come back to the coast to kill. .
Everyone saw the sudden change in the situation, and there was a commotion in the Chinese army tent. However, Shang Kexi gave the order without changing his face, and his tone was full of coldness.
"The old gentleman is very calculating. He even used his body as a bait to anger me and expose the weakness of the army to make a surprise attack. It's a pity that these trivial tricks are within my grasp."
Li Xinghe, who looked at Shang Kexi, was murmuring and smiling, with a sinister expression on his face. He looked straight at Wen Yuqin, who was already looking forward to death, and his hands were twisted together unconsciously, thinking about something.
"Immediately order the front army to cease fighting and join forces with the central army. The rest of the troops will follow me out into the battle. We will kill the rebels and return today!"
Shang Kexi once again mounted the horse, and saw Lielie's banner moving with the wind, his armor and helmets shining brightly in the heavy rain, and the ground shaking when the three armies marched with the order, all of which showed Xu Rulin's performance vividly.
The news in Guangzhou made Shang Kexi lose his patience. He didn't dare to bet on whether the old man in front of him was bluffing or was confident, so he started the most exciting performance in his life.
Counselor Jin Guang wanted to say something more. Even though he searched all over the art of war, he could not find the advantage of raising an army out of anger. However, Li Xinghe walked past him unhurriedly, with two sturdy Taoist boys holding umbrellas. Gai was already outside to greet him, sighing quietly.
"Dragon Fishing Bureau, Dragon Fishing Bureau, I don't know how many things are hidden under the water... The old guy really still has what he taught me. This time he really didn't hesitate to spend money to kill me and silence me..."
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"kill!"
There were shouts of killing everywhere in the fields, and the boiling sea was coming. Shang Kexi sat firmly in the middle of the army and issued strict orders. Three thousand pro-army troops retreated immediately after meeting the enemy.
The marching formation was changing rapidly. Shang Kexi had already seen the true essence of the fighting. He saw that the bandit army coming out of the south gate was coming with great momentum, while the defenders he had deployed before could only look invincible, with only a few left. Hundreds of people were killed and driven into the formation.
They also saw the location of the Chinese army from a distance, but what greeted them was not rescue, but the ruthless killing of the guardsmen with three enemies to one. Some of the defeated soldiers had no choice but to turn to the rebel army, and finally disappeared completely like clouds. In the open space between the two armies.
The rain was as fierce as thunder, and the two sides finally saw each other when they were only 300 steps away. The bandit army that suddenly rushed out of the city seemed particularly cunning. Seeing that the broken army failed to successfully charge into the formation, they feigned an attack and passed by the flank. He also deliberately raised the head of Zhang Youqi from Prince Pingnan's palace, who was stuck on the flagpole, and roared past.
Shang Kexi remained unmoved on his horse, and the generals also hid under their cloth armor and remained silent, allowing the thieves to launch a contact attack without fear of death, and then focused all their attention on the martial arts on Shenzhupu. person.
——Because now in Shen Zhupu Shang, the martial arts masters who took the opportunity to rest for a while have begun to attack with all their strength. The swords, swords, fists and palms between the rabbits and falcons almost took away the light of the world. All the people in the martial arts turned into silent killings. The machine used every ounce of its strength to kill the enemy, and the siege front on the north side of the Pingnan King's army was on the verge of collapse in an instant.
"I actually fell into a delaying strategy... Fortunately, I know what you are waiting for, and why am I not..."
There was no need for Shang Kexi to give orders at this time. Iron guards were already guarding the battlefield on the front, and arrangements were made on the back. I saw that the three masters of Prince Pingnan's Palace had come out brazenly. Erduo, Nalan Yuanshu and Bai Zhen led their elite troops out of the Central Army and went straight to the front line. Among them, there was also a master holding a golden stick. There were more than a hundred people in the martial arts group in the formation!
After counselor Jin Guang saw that the layout was finalized, there were no obstacles in the two battlefields, and he felt a little relieved. The elite nature of Shang Kexi's subordinates was even more fully revealed. They did not hesitate when they were suddenly attacked, and immediately threw themselves into the brutal killing of soldiers against soldiers and generals.
The unprecedented heavy rain drowned his sight. As the commander-in-chief, Shang Kexi seemed to have noticed something. He suddenly turned his horse amidst the earth-shattering shouts of killing and looked into the distance.
His sight passed through more than a thousand young and old people holding long knives. These dark-faced people were all wrapped in cloth and dressed in fancy clothes. They waved their hands into the wind, advancing and retreating like lightning. The blades of the swords were even more gleaming because they were stained with blood. It's scary to see.
At the head of the formation of more than a thousand thieves, there was an old man with white beard and hair. He was standing in front of the formation with a golden knife in his hand. A pair of tiger eyes were shining brightly. The cold wind was ruffling his beard and hair, making him look powerful. The old man's eyes were filled with cold light. , There is no enemy under the golden sword, and countless sharp warriors come to slash and kill them, and the majesty of those who block them is not inferior to those wearing helmets and whipping armor. It is gratifying!
"What a Three Thousand Flower Mountain Bandit, Golden Sword Luo Yuantong..."
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
