Chapter 128 Leifeng Pagoda collapsed

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Xu Xiake took his assistant Li Sanguang and rushed to Shenyang from Kaiyuan.

When Liu Zhaosun saw him on the pontoon bridge, he felt quite sentimental.

Compared with more than half a month ago, Lao Xu has become darker and thinner, and his whole person is sluggish. Only a few beards on his lower jaw are unruly and growing wildly.

After the Hunhe War began, miners from surrounding mines were recalled to Kaiyuan to participate in the defense of the city.

Mr. Lei followed Mr. Liu to Shenyang to test the flying crow, while Xu Xiake took care of the chores in the workshop and forged iron with a group of blacksmiths every day.

After the Hunhe War ended and the land enclosure movement began, Yuan Chonghuan and others transferred all the strong men in Kaiyuan City to northern Liaoning to accept the city ceded by Huang Taiji. The miners stopped working, and the blacksmiths stopped making iron. Everyone went to Fushun, Qinghe, and Kuandian to gather numbers for the Kaiyuan Army.

Xu Xiake was not interested in mundane things such as fighting and making money. He had lofty ambitions. Since there was no mine to be mined in Kaiyuan, he regained his obsession and continued to travel around the world.

Liu Zhaosun looked at the haggard Xu Xiake in front of him. The spiritual temperament displayed by this person was obviously incompatible with this time and space.

In order to reward Xu Xiake for his outstanding contribution to Kaiyuan Mining during this period, Liu Zhaosun decided to give him a long vacation.

Shenyang in the winter moon is freezing cold, and the war horses snort and burst out with bursts of steam.

Liu Zhaosun got off his horse, put a mink fur on Xu Xiake with his own hands, asked the guards to hold the horse, and walked on foot, taking Xu Xiake to the North Gate Wengcheng.

"Mr. Xu, I know that you have an obsession in your heart and are determined to travel all over the Ming Dynasty. This is also your father's obsession. It's a pity that he is an old man..."

Xu Xiake's father, Xu Youmian, aspired to travel far and wide. When he was sixty years old, he was still traveling and was injured by a robber, and died soon after.

Xu Xiake has always been brooding over his father's death, so he made an early ambition to travel throughout the Ming Dynasty. Thinking of his deceased father and his unfinished business during his lifetime, Xu Xiake couldn't help but feel sad.

"Master Liu actually knows my father's long-cherished wish during his lifetime. Unfortunately, bandits are rampant now. I haven't traveled far for many years. I was trapped in Tianjin last time. I was planning to go back home, but I never expected to meet Master Liu."

Liu Zhaosun patted Xu Xiake on the shoulder and encouraged him:

"Mr. Xu, don't be discouraged. You still have to work hard to fulfill my father's last wish. I want to let you go further and eliminate your obsession."

Xu Xiake's eyes showed doubts.

Kang Yingqian glanced at Mr. Liu coldly from the side, knowing that he couldn't believe a word of what he said next.

"I have a close relationship with a North Korean angel. He will return to Seoul, North Korea in the next few days. I asked him for a place. You can travel with him to North Korea. In March or April next year, I will meet you on my own. I would like to go to North Korea and then take my husband back to Ming Dynasty. Is there any intention, sir?"

Xu Xiake's eyes lit up. Being able to travel to North Korea was something he had never dreamed of.

Long-distance travel in this era was fraught with dangers: banditry, climate, disease, acclimatization, etc.

The journey from Shenyang to North Korea is not far, and although it is a tiring journey, it should be much smoother if we travel with the Angel of Chao.

Xu Xiake's obsession was suddenly aroused by Mr. Liu, and he asked in surprise:

"Sir, is this serious?"

Liu Zhaosun nodded to him swornly.

"Of course it's true. When you go over here, you can help me inspect the North Korean iron mines."

Xu Xiake quickly said that there was no problem, thinking that there was no difference between the North Korean iron ore and the Daming iron ore, just dig it.

"Master Liu, what do you call that angel? I don't speak Korean."

Xu Xiake looked a little ashamed. After all, he traveled all over the Ming Dynasty and was proficient in more than a dozen dialects. He could even understand Hakka.

But this Korean language is beyond the scope.

"Uncle."

"Don't worry, Mr. Xu. I have already explained to Brother Dajiu that after you cross the Yalu River, he will make clear arrangements for you."

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The young man squeezed through the dense crowd of Liao civilians and came to a burly Kaiyuan military commander.

"Master Jun, I also want to do something for the Chinese Guards. Do you think I can do it?"

Pei Dahu stood in front of the crowd like a black tower, looking particularly eye-catching.

A group of gangsters and Liao soldiers surrounded Pei Dahu and made a lot of noise. Pei Dahu's ears were buzzing and he didn't hear what the young man said.

"Master Jun!"

The young man shouted into his ear, and Pei Dahu turned around in shock.

The young man in front of him was wearing an ill-fitting cotton armor, and his whole body was dirty. Only a pair of bright eyes looked at Pei Dahu and the four Kaiyuan soldiers.

Pei Dahu suppressed his anger and looked the young man up and down.

At first glance, the cotton armor was pulled from the body of the dead Hou Jin soldier.

The weather was cold, and the Liao people were pulling armors and clothes from the corpses in the city. The Kaiyuan Army could not control it. Pei Dahu was already used to it.

The boy was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was extremely tall, almost as tall as Pei Dahu.

The young man's expression was stern, with a hint of resentment and unwillingness underneath his unruly expression.

Pei Dahu couldn't help but look at this man twice, and soon discovered that he still had an arrow wound on his shoulder.

"Shooted by Tatars?"

"Six of my companions were all killed by a scar-faced man who shot him."

Pei Dahu's expression changed slightly.

That day during the bloody battle on the Hun River, he and Mr. Liu were on the south bank and witnessed a group of rangers blocking the Zhengbai Banner army for half an hour.

Pei Dahu approached the young man.

"May I have your name?"

"Wu Xiao."

The indifferent expression on Pei Dahu's face completely disappeared, and he bowed his hand to the young man.

"This is Pei Dahu of the Chinese Army Guard under General Liu. Our captain has not recovered from his injury. You can call me Lao Pei."

Pei Dahu pointed to a group of Shenyang gangsters and Liao Town soldiers, and continued to Wu Xiao:

"In the bloody battle of Hunhe River, only fifteen of the sixty-strong Chinese Guards were left. General Liu only recruited five people in Shenyang. This is the last quota."

"If you can defeat them, you can stay with Mr. Liu!"

After hearing this, the surrounding Daxing and Liao soldiers all raised their heads and looked at Wu Xiao. Everyone had ferocious and unruly looks in their eyes, and the few in front had clenched their fists.

The scene of the Seven Heroes of Miyuan being slaughtered by Cao Zhongqing appeared before Wu Xiao's eyes.

A dense barrage of heavy arrows was shot at the pontoon, and the arrows passed by Wu Xiao. He was quickly shot and fell into the water.

Enduring the pain, he swam to the south bank of the Hun River.

Mao Wenlong led the Liao soldiers in a bloody battle with Zhengbai Banner. Wu Xiao hid under the bridge, took out gunpowder from a corpse and bandaged the wound.

He hid in the grass for a whole afternoon, and finally witnessed the spectacular scene of Liu Zhaosun defeating the two yellow flags.

"Brother Pei, what are you competing for?"

"Compete in boxing and kicking skills. Just win three people in a row."

Pei Dahu took a serious look at Wu Xiao, looked at his arrow wound, and said coldly:

"The winner of the melee fight will have to test archery and horse riding, and will be personally received by General Liu."

"Just stop it and don't kill anyone."

Wu Xiao tightened his leggings, and a Liao soldier rushed towards him.

Wu Xiao turned around and smiled at Pei Dahu, and said unruly:

"That scar coating is my obsession, I will only kill him!"

Pei Dahu shouted loudly at the back of Wu Xiao who was punching and fighting:

"Hey, little brother, you fight well. That Bao Yi named Cao is still alive. If you win, I will tell you to kill your enemy with your own hands!"

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"My lord, Houjin Khan was killed by you. The great revenge has been avenged. The huge stone weighing on the slave family's heart seems to have dissipated. It's great."

On the third day after waking up, Jin Yuji was helped out of bed by Liu Zhaosun, who helped her slowly walk out of the tent.

The setting sun shines on the Hun River, and the clear river surface is dyed golden.

"It will be good if it dissipates. What dissipates is obsession."

Liu Zhaosun murmured to himself, his voice was so low that Jin Yuji did not hear him.

Jin Yuji was still very weak, so Liu Zhaosun wrapped a thick mink skin around her.

He looked at the golden Hun River bank and thought of the sunset at Leifeng, one of the eight scenic spots in Hangzhou.

"Sir, has Leifeng Tower finally fallen?"

Liu Zhaosun thought for a moment and replied:

"It's down. White Snake finally ended up with Xu Xuan. It's a pity that she lost her obsession and couldn't become an immortal."

Jin Yuji looked at Liu Zhaosun, breathed in the heat, and said with a warm smile:

"Official, I don't want to become an immortal, and I don't want to be obsessed with you. I just want to be with you."

Liu Zhaosun smiled knowingly, hugged Jin Yuji into his arms, and felt his heart beating rapidly.

Jin Yuji, your obsession is gone, what about me?

Pei Dahu, who had a sinister look on his face, walked up to the two of them and lowered his voice:

"Sir, the people from the capital have arrived. They have arrived at Wengcheng at the south gate. When the manager named Yuan saw Kang Supervisor, he got angry and said that we killed too many people and that we should not kill the Mongols..."

Liu Zhaosun sighed, put away his love for his children, looked up to the south, and began to face a new battle.

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