The entire Gongzi camp was on alert and upgraded to a state of war readiness. A hundred reinforcements were stationed beside the horses to stand ready. A hundred archers at the chariots and horses had their arrows unstrung. Even the servants had their swords unsheathed and their arrows strung, just waiting for an order.
If it were an ordinary mob of bandits, not to mention close combat, the 300 strong bows of Gongziying could make them reach the sky even if they were fifty steps away.
The little eunuch looked solemnly as he watched the fire on the northern river getting closer and closer. He knew that he had guessed correctly. These people were planning to ambush the Gongzi camp. At this time, the mountain was not close to him, so he came to look for the mountain. Those fires in the south were originally used to block the retreat. Even though the fires were all over the mountains, they were actually a bluff. There may not be many people there.
The north is bitterly cold and making a living is not easy. Although there are many hills, they are not like those bandits in the pass. There are hundreds, even thousands, in a nest. Outside the pass, there are usually only dozens of people. Hundreds of them are on big hills and are extremely rare. The reason is very simple. Although more people are more powerful, they also consume more, are prone to internal strife, and are more likely to be targeted by the government.
The total number of people in front of them is at least 400, which is extremely rare outside the customs, so as expected, at least it is a joint operation from multiple hills.
After Wu Zhong muttered to his side, he glanced sideways at the little eunuch. He still looked solemn, but nothing else.
Swish, swish, several rockets pierced the ice of the river, only strong bows and arrows could have such power.
"Stop, anyone who dares to cross will be killed."
Someone in the camp shouted like thunder, and the fire on the river stopped.
Bai Cunyi, a border army commander, escaped two years ago during the Songjin War. He escaped into the mountains with his ten surviving brothers and became a bandit leader.
Half a year later, there was internal strife, and he killed the original boss. He set up his own business and recruited troops. He went out to work for a few big jobs, and also took over the lairs of several rivals. He eventually became a well-known grass-head king, and everyone in the mountains and ridges followed his lead.
At this time, he was on the river, looking at the Gongziying camp less than a hundred meters away. The wind and snow were a bit heavy, so he couldn't see clearly, but he could clearly see the several rockets that penetrated into the ice. There were experts in the camp!
Bai Cunyi smiled, and the four capable men on his left and right were also laughing, very coldly.
The smile quickly stopped. Several people walked slowly in the wind and snow, and stopped more than ten meters away. Bai Cunyi raised his eyebrows, and people on the left and right rode forward.
Soon he returned to Bai Cunyi and muttered a few words.
After some low-key discussions with Zuo Zuo, Bai Cunyi dismounted and led more than ten people towards the extinguished rocket. Several people from the camp over there held torches and burned them, and the flames danced in the wind and snow. The reflected face cannot be clearly seen.
But it was vaguely visible that there was a strong young man in front of him. Although his features could not be seen clearly, he could feel that he had a very strong murderous aura. No, it was not just him, but also the tall and burly man next to him, who had a murderous aura in him. This man looked He was not rude, but his thick hands kept rubbing the handle of the knife, as if his hands were itchy.
"Do you know who I am?" Chang Yu glanced at the group of grass bandits opposite, with murderous intent on his face.
Hey hey hey, the grassroots laughed, Li Cunyi looked disdainful: "Don't do that, you were still playing in the urine when I was a soldier, your skin is not good for you!"
Oh, that's disrespectful. Chang Yu curled his lips and said, "You are already a bandit and you know my identity, but you still dare to rob me. We will be incompatible with each other and it will be difficult for us to get along."
"It's not difficult to be kind, just leave the silver car and get lost!" A big man behind Li Cunyi shouted in a rough voice, the knife in his hand swinging back and forth.
To put it bluntly, it was obvious that this group of people had figured out the details of Gong Ziying.
"Since we know there is silver in the camp, how can we know the identity of this governor?" Chang Yu decided to reveal the truth more thoroughly: "My governor, Admiral Dongchang, went north to oversee the army on orders. You guys really took the courage of a leopard. Even this governor dared to I am really not afraid of the emperor's wrath. When the army arrives, I will crush you to ashes."
Dongchang! Lord!
As expected, Bai Cunyi and others' expressions changed drastically and they whispered to each other in low voices, but when they heard Chang Yu's words behind them, they suddenly burst into laughter.
The Ming Dynasty was mired in internal and external troubles. If the emperor himself could not protect himself, why would he send an army thousands of miles to suppress bandits for a eunuch? Where did he get the army? If he had a large army, he wouldn't fight against the thieves or the Qing army!
Moreover, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away. If there is wine now, I will be drunk now. Who cares about the number of things?
The grass bandits, you said something, I said all kinds of ridicule and ridicule, and they didn't even take the little eunuch in front of you in your eyes.
"In that case, there is no need to waste any more words." Chang Yu sneered: "I have six hundred men and horses with strong bows and crossbows. If you have the ability to attack, you can leave on your own!"
Bai Cunyi and others squinted their eyes and looked solemn. They looked up at the light coming from the camp in the distance. They fell into deep thought and considered themselves in their hearts.
"Of course, since you are in the arena, you can also follow the rules of the arena." Bai Cunyi was startled after hearing the little eunuch's words: "The rules of the arena?"
"Winning or losing is determined by fighting alone." Chang Yu pointed at Wuzhong and said, "This governor and his attendants can choose either of them. One by one, the victory or defeat will be determined by fighting. If the governor wins, you will disperse. If you win, the governor will stay." How about we go there by ourselves?"
"So what if it's a tie?" a bandit asked.
"If we continue to fight to the death, how can there be a draw?" Wuzhong snorted coldly, his murderous intent spread, and all the bandits were secretly frightened.
In the Jianghu, with a knife in one hand and a head in the other, they are engaged in the business of losing heads. Although Bai Cunyi and the bandits were surprised by the little eunuch's proposal, they were very moved.
They knew in their hearts that the opponent's 300 strong bows were enough for them to use defense as offense on this snowy night. If they attacked with force and lost soldiers and generals, they might not be able to do what they wanted, so it was better to give him a single fight. Win or lose is determined by the game.
Bai Cunyi was born in the border army. He rose from the lowest level of the soldier to the commander of hundreds of people, all of which were accomplished with corpses piled up in mountains of swords and seas of fire. He was confident that his strength could defeat any martial arts master.
What kind of martial arts masters, flying over eaves and walls, taking the enemy's head thousands of miles away, etc., are not all storytellers. They are just practicing some fancy moves and fighting with local gangsters, and in the blink of an eye they are boasting about being a knight walking around the world, carrying a sword on his back. He pretends to be a master, but he is actually vulnerable.
Although the young eunuch in front of him and the burly man next to him were full of murderous intent and did not look like good friends, they had also heard for a long time that there were so-called masters in Ouchi, but how many times had those masters fought? How many times have you killed someone? Can it be compared with veterans on the battlefield?
It's just a bluff.
If that's the case, why be afraid?
After a brief discussion with a few people around him, Bai Cunyi took a step forward: "I'm going to fight!" He said with a sneer and pointed at Chang Yu: "You... that scoundrel next to you, come out!"
He actually pointed at Wuzhong, who was about the same size as him!
Wuzhong curled his lips, walked forward and looked at Bai Cunyi, then stretched out three fingers.
What do you mean? Bai Cunyi looked sarcastic: "Should I be defeated by three moves or three moves? I've seen so many braggarts that now the grass on my grave has become a tree."
Until his death, Bai Cunyi never thought that Wuzhong's three fingers were not three moves, but three breaths!
Within three breaths, blood spattered on the spot, and a head rolled down at Chang Yu's feet. His eyes were wide open with a look of horror on his face, and he refused to rest in peace! Bai Cunyi couldn't understand why this man's sword skills were so sharp and cunning.
Why kill in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles! The legend is too false,
It is not difficult for Wuzhong to kill someone within three breaths.
The frontier troops are indeed fierce and brave. The two armies fight to the death. Those who are strong and brave have a high winning rate. They can chop, chop and poke without any dazzling sword skills. They are straightforward.
But when fighting alone, this kind of all-offensive swordsmanship is a dead end in the eyes of opponents, especially in front of a master with sufficient actual combat experience like Wuzhong, and an experienced master like Chang Yu can only resist After several moves, he finally had to fight with a sea of people to barely subdue him.
From the moment Bai Cunyi faced Wuzhong, he was destined to be a dead body.
The so-called morality of the world is pure fart.
Bai Cunyi was killed in an instant, and the rest of the crowd was shocked. They immediately wanted to hack the young eunuch and Master Wu to death in order to avenge their grass-headed king. The previous verbal agreement of "the loser leaves" has been It was blown away by the wind and snow and disappeared without a trace.
How could the young eunuch be a simple person? He had already laid an ambush. When the bandits broke out, before they could get close, a hail of arrows came through the snow. The arrows were like locusts. In an instant, the thieves fell to pieces, screaming and frightened. Go down and run away.
If the wind and snow hadn't covered the sky, all of you would have been wiped out in ashes! Chang Yu looked at the dancing firelight on the river with regret, his eyes as cold as the world.
