Chapter 947: Arrangement for Battle

Style: Historical Author: Baoqing Thirteenth LangWords: 1971Update Time: 24/01/12 07:11:08
For the sake of tomorrow, he kept moving forward, but at this moment, there was no joy in his heart.

Looking at the corpses floating in the water, there are the tragic scenes of ordinary people who lost their feet and were drowned, there are also the broken limbs and arms of the officers and soldiers, and even the officers and soldiers who were attacked and killed by their own people.

"General! Didn't I say that before? Today's killing is for a better peace tomorrow! Any prosperity will have the pain before dawn and darkness! The general is merciful, but those who want to achieve great things must not be indecisive!" A man on the side said The personal guards, who were over thirty, looked like they were enlightening.

Said: "If we don't get rid of these people, wouldn't more people suffer! Looking at the prosperity of Prince Xing's Mansion and the people's peace and contentment, His Majesty the Dean must be right!"

"Jinfu, is a certain family really not suitable for being a general?" He murmured!

"Jinfu has been with the general for almost twenty years. The general is one of the top ten elites of the Qu family. He is the same figure as the great general Xianning Hou! No one is more suitable to be a general than the general!"

This Jinfu is one of the domestic slaves. He is very skilled because he has studied since he was a child. Later, he actually entered the military academy with Qu Weishang. When he followed him out this time, he was greatly entrusted and assisted by the father-in-law and the prince.

He didn't know his temper. He pointed to the encirclement and suppression in the distance and said: "In normal times, the general would not associate with such people, but now the general has come with a heavy responsibility, and the purpose is to liberate the suffering people in Chu! Although he encountered severe pain , but Jinfu thinks that even the military staff will support and understand the general’s difficulties! General, please put the overall situation first!”

"Yes! How can a certain family not have this kind of discernment!" The sword in his hand vibrated: "A certain family came here for their ideals, and they definitely can't be troubled by such trivial things. Jinfu, thank you!", The prince’s great support.

He didn't know his temper. He pointed to the encirclement and suppression in the distance and said: "In normal times, the general would not associate with such people, but now the general has come with a heavy responsibility, and the purpose is to liberate the suffering people in Chu! Although he encountered severe pain , but Jinfu thinks that even the military staff will support and understand the general’s difficulties! General, please put the overall situation first!”

"Yes! How can a certain family not have this kind of discernment!" The sword in his hand vibrated: "A certain family came here for their ideals, and they definitely can't be troubled by such trivial things. Jinfu, thank you!"

With a seven-foot sword in his hand, he flew down the stone steps to greet the menacing Wang Xun.

In the Tang Dynasty, the sword for cutting horses weighed no more than fifteen kilograms. The blade was three feet long and the handle was four feet long. It could be used on land and water while riding a horse. The sword in Xiao Qilang's hand weighs thirty-six pounds, and the blade is made of fine steel. The blade is four feet long and the handle is three feet long.

Taking advantage of the situation, he cut an officer and soldier into two pieces with a knife, and blood spattered. They stared blankly at the two Longtan Temple bandits who had just confronted this officer and soldier. They were so frightened that several officers and soldiers became weak in the knees and were stabbed to death by the bandits around them in a daze.

But he didn't seem to stop at all. After a few steps, he saw Wang Xun halfway up the stone steps. He shouted loudly and slashed his head with the sword.

The first time I saw you in the crowd, I saw you from a distance. Although your aura was amazing, I wasn't too surprised. Because although I feel that I am in the best state, I know it is still far behind compared to attacking and killing that person. Seeing an officer and soldier killed, he couldn't help but arouse the pride and passion in his heart.

As soon as the flagpole hit the stone steps, people jumped into the air and swung their flags from the bottom up to meet the fierce momentum. The two people stared at each other closely. After locking their qi, they met in the air for an instant. There were no fancy moves. There was a crisp sound, the two sides were in contact, and the sword of the sword was struck firmly on the head of the flagpole.

He stood up and used his strength, and his conceited practice was actually knocked away a few feet. His face couldn't help but change slightly, and he knew that he was a little careless. I didn't expect that there was such a person in such a rough place. Could he be that person?

I just felt my arms were numb, I couldn't help but cheer in the air, and I also fell down, but I immediately denied my identity, because although I was knocked away by the opponent, I concluded that I had not reached that level yet.

What was even more surprising was that he attacked from top to bottom. He already had an advantage in position, but he didn't take any advantage at all. At this moment, he felt that he could hardly hold the knife in his hand, so he somersaulted backwards in the air, flew back to relieve the pressure on the body from the blow, and landed on the edge of the stone steps, tightly. Stare.

"Come again!" Aroused his blood, he took the initiative to rush up again, and at the same time led the officers and soldiers around him to rush up together.

This time he came out with eight followers that he had cultivated for many years. He was known as a good person in the world, but that was more than ten or twenty years ago, and now few people would mention this nickname in front of him.

Since he took charge of the Styx Altar, his majesty has become increasingly strong, and his eight guards have become more and more famous. People in Sichuan call them the Eight Ghosts of the Styx.

Naturally, he is also famous in the world. And this one is the one with the best cultivation among the eight ghosts of the Styx, and is usually relied upon by Zhou Yi. Originally, with the current skills, one person could handle these people.

But among the hundreds of soldiers, there happened to be Fu Wuyi. He seemed to be a born master of formations. Various small formations of three or four people faced the enemy from all sides. The small formation then connected into a large formation, and half of Meng Lu's men were surrounded and dealt with.

Although Meng Lu killed several soldiers in a short time, his two men in black, who were also two of the eight ghosts, were directly shot through the body by sharp arrows and died before his eyes. What made Meng Lu even more annoyed was that another brother was shot directly through his left leg. Although he could still remain undefeated, his actions were greatly reduced. If you are a little negligent, it will be difficult to escape.

In response to those words, he punched the old master to death. On this battlefield, even if you are a good player in the world, if you are facing a bunch of desperate soldiers, you may suffer disaster if you are not careful.

Meng Lu wanted to break out of the encirclement several times by jumping into the air and killing Fu Wuyi who was commanding from the side, but Fu Wuyi seemed to be able to see through Meng Lu's thoughts every time.

Standing behind a dozen soldiers, closely watching the changes and movements on the battlefield, holding several small flags of various colors in their hands, they kept issuing various orders.

Although Fu Wuyi is not a master in the world, he also knows the danger of Meng Lu. If he is allowed to escape, he is afraid that he will be the first to suffer.

These soldiers who are usually trained are the elite of the garrison, and they are convinced by Wu Yi. Now is also the yardstick for Fu Wuyi to test his abilities, so for Fu Wuyi, these soldiers are as easy as using arms and fingers.