The twelfth lunar month, Yizhou.
Ten miles outside the city, 21,000 resentful troops formed a formation in the snow and wind.
There were thirty or fifty generals in front of the formation, surrounded by six generals. These six generals, all with weathered faces and evil aura, were each stroking their weapons and looking at the Jin soldiers gloomily.
Although there are only more than 6,000 Jin soldiers, they are all high-spirited. In such a cold weather, everyone had their faces raised and their chests puffed out, without any intention of shrinking. Just looking at the momentum, it seems that they are the one with the strength in numbers.
Among the six generals of the Resentful Army, there was a particularly majestic man with deep-set eyes and a hooked nose like an eagle. When he saw the Han family and his son in the Jinbing formation, he raised his hand and cursed: "Han Qinghe, Han Chang , you two dogs! Have you forgotten that we all made a blood alliance and vowed to destroy the Jurchens to avenge our family? Now that your father and son have become the Jurchens' dogs, are they worthy of your Han family ancestors?"
Han Qinghe looked ashamed and angry, gritting his teeth and saying nothing, but Han Chang rolled his eyes strangely and cursed: "Mr. Guo! You are eating lamp grass ashes and farting! My father and I were defeated after a fierce battle. Nearly half of the soldiers of the battalion were killed or wounded. Only people in such a situation surrendered. This is because they are inferior to others. So what is the shame in choosing the strong one to follow? You thief, don’t talk about my ancestors! I’m sorry. I want to ask you, my father and I are the Jurchens as the main ones, and all of you are the Khitan people. What is the difference? Could it be that the ancestors of your Guo family became very proud when they saw you as a Khitan dog?"
His scolding was uttered in Jurchen language, and Jin Bing suddenly burst into smiles. When he looked at Han Chang and his son, they felt a little warmer.
Hearing this, Pharmacist Guo's skin was dyed black and red visibly to the naked eye. He was furious and said: "Han Xiaoxiao, come here, come here, if I don't take your head today, my surname will not be Guo!"
Han Chang sneered and said: "You want to be named Yelu, but Yelu only thinks you are a dog! If you want to fight with me, is he afraid of you? It's just that Mr. Lou has already decided to be the vanguard - haha, then It’s Lord Lou’s new general, Yelu Dashi!”
Yaoshi Guo and others were all shocked, and Lou Shi smiled and said: "Dashi Linya, this is the time for you to make great contributions to Dajin!"
Yelu Dashi had no choice but to slowly raise his drooped head, took off the sword from Ruyi's hook, held the horse's belly, slowly walked out of the queue, and shouted: "There is no need to talk more. If you are a hero, you will see the difference between the sword and the sword." !”
Yelv Dashi's reputation spread far and wide, and he was a hero known to both the government and the public. He actually surrendered the Jurchens and went out to call the battle. Pharmacist Guo was so shocked that he was dumbfounded and stared at him in a daze.
Next to Pharmacist Guo, there was a man with a beard and a beard who laughed ferociously and shouted: "Okay, wonderful! We fought bloody battles for the Khitans and Jurchens, and the famous Khitan nobleman, the famous Dashi Linya, turned out to be a lackey, okay, okay Loyalty!”
Next to the big man, a strong man as black as coal roared: "Brother Clown, when I go to get this loyal Khitan dog, I want to see how Yelu Chun punishes him!"
After saying that, he slapped his horse and rushed out of the formation like an arrow. Not only was this man black, but his armor was also all black. He was riding a black horse that looked like ink dye, and he was dancing with three prongs of the sky-holding fork, and he was like a gust of black wind, blowing towards the Yelu boulder. , shouting strangely: "Listen to the truth, Yelu Dashi! The one who takes your head is Luo Qinghan, the commander of Yiying after the resentment army! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
Han Chang sneered repeatedly: This idiot, are you going to capture him or behead him? This kind of people can also lead a battalion. It was really shameful that my father and I were ranked alongside this kind of people in the past.
Yelu Dashi was walking slowly towards the front of the formation with a grimace, but when he suddenly saw this man coming out, his spirits suddenly lifted, and a smile appeared on his lips.
The judge couldn't help but ask, why is this guy so happy?
It turned out that among the resentful army, the bearded Dong Xiu and the black man Luo Qinghan, who were respectively the commanders of the Qianyi and Houyi battalions, were the most unruly and rebellious. It was these two men who had instigated the previous mutiny. He always speaks disrespectful words and has a disloyal heart.
Yelu Dashi knew that Xiao Qian wanted to get rid of these two people for a long time, but he just used the rat weapon. He was afraid that killing these two people would make the rest of the soldiers alienated, so he forced himself to be patient.
If we could kill him openly and honestly, who would have anything to say? Anyway, at this moment, I am just a rebel - Yelu Dashi thought like this, and his fighting spirit increased greatly: "Ah ha, who am I talking about? It turns out to be 'Iron Arhat' Luo Qinghan, look at the knife!"
As they spoke, the two horses crossed each other. Luo Qinghan straightened his fork and then stabbed. Yelu Dashi waved his sword and opened it, and then slashed with his sword. Luo Qinghan sidestepped and dodged, then thrust out and stabbed——
You must know that most of the generals of the Resentment Army were the best ones selected by Zhang Lin, the Han Prime Minister of the Liao Dynasty, among a hundred thousand Han children. Their brains may be ridiculous, but their martial arts are mostly extraordinary. This "Iron Arhat" Luo Qinghan is very powerful. Although Yelu Dashi is both civil and military, it is difficult to win for a while. The two of them go back and forth, and the fight is very fierce.
The two of them fought for more than ten rounds. Seeing that the winner was hard to decide, Wanyan Huonv was filled with fighting spirit. How could she endure it? He didn't even ask for a fight, he just rode out on horseback and wielded his sword, shouting: "The Jurchen hero Wan Yan is here, Medicine Master Guo, come and see me!"
Pharmacist Guo snorted coldly. Just as he was about to go into battle, a general beside him shouted: "Old Guo, you are my eldest brother, how can you go into battle easily? Let me teach this little barbarian a lesson!"
Immediately he rode out, raised his spear, took the living girl, and shouted: "Little barbarian, Zhen Wuchen, the commander of the camp, is here to accept your order!"
The living girl sneered again and again, waving her serrated sword, and the two of them showed off their abilities, and the fight was exciting.
The two pairs of generals in the field each showed off their skills. Lao Cao nodded repeatedly and said in a low voice to his brothers: "The people of the North are indeed tempered by mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They are all very murderous."
Zhou Tong was dissatisfied when he heard this and said: "Brother, don't try to boost the ambitions of others and destroy your own prestige. Among our brothers, who is not murderous? Just watch my little brother go and fight. I will show these Khitan and Jurchen barbarians what I can do!" "
After saying that, the flying horse ran out, but Cao Cao couldn't stop him, so he had to remind him loudly: "Oh, brother, you have to be more careful."
Zhou Tong is full of confidence. He has been studying martial arts with Shi Wengong these days. His confidence is far from what Atong of Peach Blossom Mountain was back then. He rushed to the front of the formation in one breath, put on a majestic appearance, and shouted like thunder: "Hey! What the hell is that Guo?" Pharmacist, I am Zhou Tong, a hero from Shandong. People in the world call me the 'Little Overlord', and he also calls me the 'Pretty Man'! From south to north in my life, I have never been defeated. I heard that you are the best hero among a hundred thousand people. Do you dare to come forward and fight?"
Although Guo Yaoshi was highly skilled in martial arts, he was cautious in nature. He looked Zhou Tong up and down and realized that his arrogance was a bit more arrogant than that of the Jurchen generals. He couldn't help but be wary secretly, narrowed his eyes and did not answer.
Among the resentful troops, the commander of the Eighth Battalion formed a clique. The Han family and his son formed a faction of their own. Now they have surrendered to the Kingdom of Jin. Dong Xiuo and Luo Qinghan from Qianyiying and Houyiying were close friends. Zhang Linghui and Xianying, the commanders of Qianying, Zhen Wuchen, the commander, and Liu Shunren, the commander of the Yanzhou camp, all regarded Guo Yaoshi, the commander of the Qianxian camp, as their eldest brother.
Seeing that Pharmacist Guo was silent now, Dong Xiujiao sneered in a low voice, but Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren changed their expressions. Liu Shunren gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Guo, this guy is so rampant, wait until the younger brother goes and gets his head!"
Pharmacist Guo grabbed his bridle and whispered: "I waited here to lure the enemy. This guy is obviously a master. It's not easy for you and me to survive, so why take the risk?"
Dong Xiaoqiu had always liked to have a bad relationship with Pharmacist Guo. It was only because King Xi Xiaoqian thought highly of Pharmacist Guo that he succumbed to him. However, he was dissatisfied with him. When he saw the opportunity, he immediately interjected: "What Brother Guo said, It’s ridiculous, I’m just waiting to make a living, how can there be a day when I don’t take risks? Do you think this person is great? I think he is just ordinary.”
Liu Shunren said angrily: "Who doesn't know how to talk big? It's just ordinary, go and kill him!"
Dong Xiujiao sneered and was about to speak when he saw Zhou Tong shaking his head repeatedly, as if he was having a seizure. He immediately forgot what he was going to say. Everyone was watching to see what he was doing, but they saw him shaking his head violently for a long time and suddenly "Hey "With a long sigh, Fang Tian painted the halberd in his hand and lit the resentful generals: "I originally wanted to fight against you, but unexpectedly, all of them are cowards! No matter what, in that case, Zhou will single-handedly defeat you. When I met the King of Hell underground, don’t say that I went to war without declaring it, using the few to bully the many, bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
What kind of fierce battle has the resentful army never fought? I have experienced countless victories and defeats, but have I ever seen such a person? Suddenly the troops started to stir, whispering to each other, and the neat formation looked slightly chaotic.
Liu Shunren was secretly shocked: What a crazy person! If he didn't have earth-shattering martial arts skills, how could he dare to be so crazy? Forget it, Brother Guo stopped me from fighting, but he saved my life - his eyes wandered, and suddenly he saw Dong Xiu Xiu with his mouth open in a daze, and took the opportunity to say: "Brother Guo, how dare you underestimate our army! Please! Go and kill this mediocre madman."
Dong Xiaoxiu was squeezed by him in public, and he became heartbroken. He turned around and shouted: "Crazy Dong, go and kill this person for me!"
Among the thirty or fifty generals behind him, a big man with a face like a blue crab heard the words, screamed strangely, rushed out on horseback, and went straight towards Zhou Tong.
This man's name is Dong Zhongsun, and he is nicknamed "Dong Lao Kuang". Whenever he goes into battle, he is full of madness and is not afraid of death. He is the first ruthless person in Dong Xiu's account who always rushes into battle. When Medical Master Guo saw Dong Xiujiu sent him out into battle, he nodded secretly, thinking that a madman still needs to be touched by a madman, and let this mad warrior of the Resentment Army touch the madman who calls himself the Little Overlord. How good is he!
Dong Laokuang waved a long-handled iron caltrop, which weighed forty kilograms. He rushed in front of him and did not say anything. He smashed it with all his strength. Zhou Tong raised the halberd. There was a bang and his arms felt sore and numb. My waist almost broke, and I was suddenly shocked: Oh, I have practiced martial arts for so many days, why can't I defeat a random general summoned by the opponent? That’s all, I can only outwit this person with such magical power, but I can’t defeat him!
At the critical moment, Zhou Tong looked stern and glared at the enemy general: "We have agreed on a fighting general, how can the whole army come to fight me?"
Dong Zhongsun was a fool. Hearing this, he was stunned and turned around to look: "The army hasn't moved yet?"
Zhou Tong raised a halberd in his hand. Just as Dong Laokang turned his head, he felt a cold feeling in his throat, and all his strength faded away like a tide. Zhou Tong was overjoyed and quickly pulled out his halberd. Before the opponent fell off the horse, he stabbed the halberd into his heart with all his strength. With a cry of strength in his arms, veins popped out on his forehead. He lifted Dong Lao Kuang's strong body off the horse and tried his best to lift him up. Throwing it two or three feet away, he took a deep breath, pretended to be effortless, and slowly shook his head: "Such a fierce general is not my enemy. It's really lonely."
Seeing the powerful general Dong Laokuang being killed instantly with two moves, all the resentful soldiers were moved, but several of the masters frowned.
Which of these people doesn't have extraordinary eyesight? Just now, Zhou Tong's lips moved slightly and Old Kuang Dong suddenly turned around. The soldiers may not have noticed it, but they didn't notice it. A thought came up in their hearts: Although Old Kuang Dong is brave, he is not as good as the first class after all, but this man wants to use Fraudulently killing him, doesn't this mean...
Liu Shunren was furious: "Oh! Brother, we have been deceived by this guy!" With two sounds, he pulled out the two tiger-headed swords from behind and rode straight towards Zhou Tong.
Seeing the ferocious aura of the other party, Zhou Tong's heart beat: Logically speaking, I'm not afraid of him! However, I had just been beaten by that idiot with an iron bar, which made my arms sore, and I had to bear it and picked on the enemy general. Now my muscles are cramped, how can I fight again? Hum, let Zhou betray him for a while!
Immediately he shouted with righteous words: "Hey! You have been so unruly. If a person's first battle merits are all in my hands, won't my robes lose their merits? You two-swordsman, let my master come and take your share." Do your best!"
After saying that, he dragged his halberd backwards, took the horse and left, shouting continuously: "Master Shi, I will bring you a piece of military exploits!"
Shi Wengong laughed, flew out on horseback, his face full of pride, and shouted: "You have a filial piety, it is worth my hard work to teach you!"
Liu Shunren was so angry that he felt like he was on fire. He thought, "I have spent half my life, but have I ever seen such a shameless person?" His master must also be a deceitful and deceitful villain! This kind of villain's tricks are already a fluke if you use them once. Are you prepared to fail them a second time?
At this time, Shi Wengong had already rushed over, let Zhou Tong pass, and shouted: "Come on, come on, if you are not afraid of death, fight with Shi!"
Liu Shunren saw that he was still showing off, and became even more furious. He stepped on his stirrups, stood up, and struck the head with his knife: "Liar, I will chop you to death first, and then chop to death your disciple!"
His sword was pure intention and he split Shi Wengong into two pieces. Unexpectedly, the painted halberd in Shi Wengong's hand whirred like a living dragon, sweeping across the air. His swords had already been swung away, and he recovered. Another time, the moon blade is like frost, shua! The two horses passed each other, and Shi Wengong flew towards the enemy formation. Behind him, Liu Shunren's head flew high in the air before landing.
The generals of the resentful army looked straight at it for a moment. No one in the audience could hear Zhou Tong's voice clearly. Therefore, they all knew that Shi Wengong was his master. The soldiers and generals below couldn't help biting their fingers: That's all. This pair of master and disciple are really extravagant. Disciple Two moves killed our famous ruthless Dong Zhongsun and Dong Laokuang. The master was even more domineering. He chopped off the head of General Liu with one move. Can we stop such bravery?
Masters such as Guo Yaoshi had a different state of mind: In the Taoist tradition, famous teachers give birth to great disciples. Why does this disciple have such a master?
I couldn't help but cry out for Liu Shunren in my heart - this man's martial arts skills ranked among the top five among the resentful army! If it weren't for Zhou Tong's fault, he underestimated the enemy general and left no room for his attack. Even if Shi Wengong doubled his extravagant cover, it would be difficult to kill him with one move.
Dong Xiujiao sighed and said in a low voice: "Lao Guo, the morale of the army has been weakened. Retreat!"
Pharmacist Guo's eyes widened with anger. In his heart, if he hadn't been too cautious, how could Liu Shunren have died in such a vain way? Feeling guilty, he showed his heroic courage and shouted: "Back off! As soon as Prince Xiao arrives, their entire army will be destroyed. You and Lao Zhang hold the battle, and I will avenge Brother Liu!"
After saying that, he slapped the war horse and shot straight out like a sharp arrow from the string. He stopped Shi Wengong head on and stabbed out with the iron spear in his hand.
When Shi Wengong saw the enemy's general coming out in person, he cheered up and was about to stop him when he suddenly heard a strange roar that was so piercing that his soul was shaken. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He drew his halberd a little slowly and saw that the tip of the opponent's spear had reached his chest.
Shi Wengong was startled. He quickly turned sideways, released the halberd with his right hand, raised his palm and pushed it hard. With a buzzing sound, the shot was fired half a foot away, and he dodged in an instant.
This palm was really a stroke of genius. Medical master Guo couldn't help but praise him with the word "good". Shi Wengong was frightened, but he was furious. He swung his halberd and struck. The opponent took two moves, found an opportunity and stabbed him with another spear. Hearing "┗|｀O′|┛巷woohoo~~" the strange roar sounded again, and Shi Wengong felt a chill in his heart. Fortunately, he was on guard this time and swung his halberd in time to hold the gun in place.
"What kind of ghost gun are you talking about?"
After coming down twice in a row, Shi Wengong could already tell that the strange sound was coming from the opponent's iron gun, and he immediately shouted angrily.
Pharmacist Guo squinted his eyes, his face covered with frost, and sneered: "My spear is made of one hundred and eight sharp souls. It is a natural vicious thing. If you die under my gun, your soul will be sucked into it by the gun. When I go When you kill the enemy, your soul will remember the scene of your tragic death and naturally cry endlessly. This is the power of my 'Ghost Crying Gun'!"
Shi Wengong was frightened when he heard this, but he was extremely skilled in martial arts, his blood was soaring, and his courage was naturally far better than ordinary people. He saw a trace of deceit in Medicine Master Guo's eyes in time, and said angrily: "Fart! Fart! If you really do this, How can you be fooled by that stupid boy from my family, Zhou Tong, who has supernatural powers? It doesn’t matter if you don’t tell me now, I will manipulate you and I will expose your trick!"
There are different teachings: when the halberd falls, the head is killed, when the spear comes out, the ghost cries. Humans are like animals in the forest, desperately competing against each other.
(End of chapter)
