"I, Tong Guan, swear to God that from now on, I will restrain the army and not kill innocent people indiscriminately. If I violate this oath, Tong's reputation will be ruined and he will not have a good death."
Tong Guan was defeated and only collected 30,000 defeated soldiers. Knowing that he was no match for the lame Taoist, he took out his second tip bag. After swearing an oath, the tip bag turned into ashes and finally condensed into three words in mid-air:
"Ouyang Xi!"
Tong Guan's sworn enemy is the lame Taoist Ouyang Xi, and the tip in the kit is also Ouyang Xi, which is obviously illogical.
Tong Guan thought that Zhuge Banshan had made a miscalculation and that the tip bag was useless, and he was disappointed.
In desperation, the lame Taoist Ouyang Xi appeared, and the burning camp was established. The 90,000 rebels in the camp outside Hangzhou were burned alive.
Looking at the 90,000 rebels who died tragically, Tong Guan had an inexplicable feeling of sadness that he could avoid death.
Tong Guan didn't know whether his future would be good or bad, so he could only place his hope in the tip bag. He vowed to open the third tip bag and only got eight words:
"Gather the remaining soldiers and wait for the opportunity!"
With the reminder from the tips bag, Tong Guan has already made a decision and does not intend to intervene in the battle of Hangzhou City again.
"Victory is in sight. General Tong is willing to fight with Pindao into Hangzhou City?"
The lame Taoist's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, he looked up to the sky and laughed:
"With General Tong's fire oil, Pindao wants to burn the city with fire and reduce the entire city of Hangzhou to ruins."
Tong Guan understood that if he and the lame Taoist entered the city together with the defeated generals like him, they might be easily killed by the lame Taoist.
Tong Guan said:
"Our army has suffered heavy losses and its morale is low. If we reluctantly enter the city, it will only drag down the Taoist priest. After Tong rectifies military discipline and rests for a while, we can enter Hangzhou City and help the Taoist priest capture the rebels."
The lame Taoist originally planned to burn Tong Guan and his remaining defeated soldiers to death in Hangzhou City. Seeing that Tong Guan refused to be fooled, he knew that Tong Guan's energy was not exhausted, so he said:
"In that case, Pindao will enter the city first."
After finishing speaking, Tong Guan led the Taoist soldiers and pushed carts of kerosene toward the wide-open city gate.
At this moment, the city of Hangzhou was already filled with the sound of killings. Of course, those who opened the city gate were the first two groups of Taoist soldiers who had made meritorious service and entered the city.
As for the first two groups of rebels who entered the city with meritorious service, most of them had been persuaded by the Taoist soldiers and joined the camp of the lame Taoist.
Some people who wavered or refused to take refuge in the lame Taoist were secretly killed by the Taoist soldiers.
Fang La and a group of generals were dazzled by the victory and were too excited. They drank and celebrated all day long and did not realize that the danger was approaching.
Fang Qifu and Fang Baihua were also infected by the atmosphere of victory. They relaxed their vigilance and felt the insignificance of their own power. They did not want to think more and immersed themselves in the joyful celebration banquet.
As for Xu Xian, at the beginning, he felt extremely tired after hearing Tian Can and Di Que describe the bloody scenes of blood and flesh on the battlefield every day, so he directly asked Tian Can and Di Que to stop monitoring, and ordered no one else to pay attention anymore. The battle between the rebel army and the imperial army.
Since you are unable to change, you can stay out of sight and out of hearing, so you don't need to make yourself uncomfortable. This is Xu Xian's attitude towards life.
Therefore, when the lame Taoist soldiers and the rebellious rebels began to pour kerosene and light fires in the city of Hangzhou, they did not encounter any decent obstacles.
It wasn't until thick smoke billowed, flames shot into the sky, the people in the city fled in all directions, and the cries shook the heaven and the earth that Xu Xian, Fang La and others woke up as if from a dream.
At the moment when the flames were ignited, Fang La's military camp was also attacked. First there was a wave of arrows, then the heavy armored cavalry charged, and then the shield soldiers harvested lives.
The blood spread, and under the threat of death, the rebels began to break up and flee. Hundreds of thousands of deserters formed an invincible torrent, and everything in their path was razed to the ground.
The power of the rebel army is actually very powerful. As long as it can be used rationally, the lame Taoist soldiers and the surrendered rebel army are actually not worth mentioning.
However, in the atmosphere of terror, everyone was thinking about how to save their lives and desperately trying to escape, but no one could awaken their will to fight.
This is the difference between a ragtag group and an elite soldier who has been in battle for a long time. If it were an elite soldier who had been in battle for a long time, even if they fought to the death, they would not take half a step back.
The production of this kind of elite soldiers requires that all conditions such as time, location, and people be met, and it also requires a suitable general.
Da Chu does not have such elite soldiers.
In the past, the Liao Dynasty had such elite soldiers, and it was only then that the Chu Dynasty had the shame of Yanyun's sixteen states.
Today's officers and soldiers of Daliao are obsessed with pleasure. They have lived in peace for a long time and have long been corrupted. There are no such elite soldiers anymore.
The Jurchens who are about to take the stage also have such elite soldiers. After the Liao is destroyed, they will sweep across the world, and the people of Dachu will be in dire straits.
A phoenix rises from the ashes and is reborn. The suffering brought by the Jurchens will awaken the fighting spirit of the Chinese people. As long as someone can seize the opportunity, the history of China will be rewritten.
The lame Taoist stood in mid-air, looking coldly at the fire and killings in Hangzhou City. He held a black gourd in his hand, and wisps of red blood floated towards the black gourd.
The lame Taoist kills like crazy, not only to satisfy his bloodthirsty thoughts, but also to collect blood and awaken the existence in the black gourd, so that he can truly compete with Hongjun, find an opportunity to destroy the three realms, and reestablish the way of heaven.
"Hongjun, I burned the city with fire, but you stood idly by and refused to stop it?
Does this mean that the Hongjun of today is no longer the Hongjun of the past?
My strength is extremely limited. I want to save the people of Hangzhou City, but I can’t do anything? "
The lame Taoist looked up to the sky and laughed:
"Hongjun! Hongjun! If you had been willing to show humility to me in the west and severely punish the Three Pure Ones, you wouldn't be in this embarrassing situation today.
This is your own fault, don't blame the poor and ruthless people. "
"Boom!"
The thunderclouds in mid-air began to gather and quickly covered the sky. A white light flashed through, and the terrifying momentum spread. A strange Taoist rhyme passed by, and it poured down in an instant. The flames of Hangzhou City were instantly extinguished in the heavy rain. .
"Ancestor Dragon!"
Looking at the fleeting white shadow in the thundercloud, the lame Taoist was shocked and shouted:
"Didn't the Ancestral Dragon die in the Dragon and Phoenix Catastrophe? How could it appear in the Misty World?
Moreover, Zulong is not a white dragon either? Could it be that Zulong was reincarnated?
However, wasn't Zulong abandoned by heaven because he killed too much, and was not allowed to live in heaven and earth, and lost the opportunity to be reincarnated?
Hongjun, you went against the will of heaven and reborn the ancestral dragon. I am waiting for the day when you disappear into thin air. "
"Rumble!..."
The lame Taoist responded to nine thunderbolts. The lame Taoist avoided a few thunderbolts, but was finally hit by several other thunderbolts. He felt that his whole body was about to fall apart, and he quickly used his spiritual power to dispel the damage caused by the thunderbolts.
The lame Taoist felt the black gourd in his hand trembling. Looking around, he saw green smoke rising from the black gourd. It had obviously been struck by thunder. The damaged black gourd had stopped absorbing the blood of Hangzhou City.
The lame Taoist felt that the thunder was gathering in the air again, and the terrifying momentum was filling the court. He knew that his act of burning the city with fire had made the world angry, and if he didn't leave, he might not be able to escape.
"It's a pity that you've gone too far!"
Playing too hard has caused the wrath of heaven, and he can no longer collect blood. The lame Taoist feels that it is a pity.
Not wanting to be destroyed by the way of heaven, the lame Taoist turned around and fled outside Hangzhou.
