When they heard that Nianhan wanted to fight on horseback, everyone in Cao Cao was overjoyed.
Shi Wengong asked the other party to draw a line, and everyone was a little worried. If Nianhan suddenly competed in wrestling, wrestling, or even fishing or building a wooden house, he might lose for a while.
As for the horse war, who is afraid of who will come?
Aguda looked at Cao Cao: "Wu Jiedu, what do you think?"
Cao Cao smiled and said: "Since Mr. Nianhan has spoken, we will naturally do as you please."
Seeing his calm expression, Aguda knew that his general would be brave when he went into battle. He also became interested and said with a smile: "We are about to see the skills of the heroes of the Song Dynasty."
Then he ordered everyone to go to the martial arts field to watch the battle.
You must know that the Jurchens built their country with martial arts. There are many martial arts arenas in Huining Mansion. Even in Aguda Imperial City, there are two large and small ones. The one everyone went to today is the large martial arts arena. The terrain is open and there are several A hundred horses fighting in chaos can be accommodated.
At that moment, the two generals each took their armor, but they said that Shi Wengong had captured the head of Guo Yaoshi's Ghost Crying Spear in the battle at Yizhou. He had already found a skilled craftsman to cast an iron spear shaft two feet long, but Zhou Tong carried the spear. Come on, Shi Wengong was about to take the gun, but suddenly he thought about it and refused to take the gun at that moment.
"Forget it, Nianhan is the eldest son of the Jin Kingdom. If we compete with him, we can't just kill him. Why should I expose the key point of this spear? In the real decisive battle in the future, I will use this spear to kill him. Wouldn’t it be nice to have a few strong generals?”
When he thought about this, Cao Cao and others said in unison that the painted halberd thrown by Shi Wengong had been recovered after the war, so he still used this painted halberd in the battle.
Not long after, the two finished and took action.
But how should Shi Wengong dress up? There is poetry to prove it:
Shandong Haohan's sharp gun went to northern Xinjiang in high spirits.
The golden helmet on his head reflects the color of the sun, and the silver armor on his body shines in the rays of the sun.
The broken sword of Yue Tai'a hangs from the waist, and he sits high and jumps into the snow into the abyss.
With arrows inserted across the back and halberd drawn across the bow, thousands of troops dare to fight with unparalleled courage!
He rode out and ran twice in the field first, circling the halberd in his hand. He warmed up in a moment and returned to his own queue. After waiting for a while, he saw Nianhan, the eldest prince of the Jin Kingdom, galloping out. How about the outfit? There are also poems to prove it:
My heart is so full of energy that I want to swallow Liao, and my ears are hung with purple-tailed martens.
Wearing Lingxi fine iron armor, with an imperial forged steel sword inserted at an angle.
The horse rides on the snow for thousands of miles, dancing with a golden stick.
The meteor hammer under the robe is secretly released, Wanyan Zonghan is also a hero!
The officials will tell you that Wanyan Zonghan has a Chinese name of Nianhan. This fellow was in the shape of a bear, riding a strong horse with a big stick in his hand, weighing sixty kilograms. When he saw Shi Wengong waiting on the field, he shouted: "Jurchen rules are that weapons have no eyes. Injury in combat is not punishable." , that guy, if you kill me, I won’t complain, if I kill you, you won’t feel aggrieved either, blah blah blah!”
But when he heard the horse's hooves clattering, Nianhan roared loudly, raised his golden stick high, and struck him by shining it on his head.
Shi Wengong was on guard, and struck the halberd diagonally. There was a loud bang, and the two weapons collapsed.
Nianhan was startled: This guy looks gentle and gentle, his height is not amazing, but his strength is no less than mine?
Little did he know that in terms of strength, Shi Wengong was indeed not as amazing as his brute force. However, with his exquisite moves and proper movement of energy, five points of force could withstand someone else's eight or nine points of force.
Shi Wengong threw a tough move just to test his strength. Seeing that although his strength was great, he could handle it, he suddenly felt confident and sneered: "Mr. Nianhan, let me show you my Central Plains killing method!"
After saying that, the halberd flipped up, like a tiger swiping its tail, or like a dragon turning around, sweeping towards it with strong winds. Nian rarely gained the upper hand, and hurriedly knocked the stick as hard as he could. Unexpectedly, Shi Wengong's move was so powerful, but it was in vain. Move, the halberd suddenly stopped, turned from heavy to light, circled slightly like a butterfly, and turned away like a golden stick from Nian Han. Then the sharp edge surged and stabbed into Nian Han's heart.
Nianhan was shocked. The thrust was so sharp that it was difficult to prevent him. He subconsciously leaned back on his horse and watched helplessly as the painted halberd passed by less than three inches from his face. The strong wind stung his eyes sorely.
Shi Wengong's halberd flew away without paying attention, the muscles of his arm bulged, and the halberd that stabbed out suddenly hovered.
This stop almost scared Nianhan to the point of peeing. If the opponent fell down, he would be lying on his back on the horse to avoid it, just like fat meat waiting to be cut on a chopping board.
Shi Wengong knew that although Nianhan kept saying that life and death were determined by destiny, he and others were new here. If he really killed this person, he was afraid of causing a big disaster, so he twisted the painting halberd half a circle and slapped Nianhan flatly on the face. , then led the horse to run away for a few steps, and stood with a smile on his face.
Nianhan sat up, and the Jurchen generals saw his face clearly, and burst into laughter. However, the red mark of the shape of a halberd on his fat face was very clear, as if it had been painted on.
Nianhan never expected that he would be defeated in two moves, especially the opponent's slap, which was more uncomfortable than killing him. He has always prided himself on his martial prowess, how had he ever been so humiliated? For a moment, he was so angry that he was dizzy. With a strange cry, he rode straight towards Shi Wengong. The golden stick in his hand borrowed the power of the horse and pierced Shi Wengong's heart like a spear.
Unexpectedly, Shi Wengong still wanted to fight after losing. His face darkened. He threw his hand and stuck the halberd upside down on the ground. He raised his hands like lightning, yin and yang, and grabbed the nianhan stick. He turned sideways and lost part of the strength, and then The yin and yang handles screamed, twisting the waist and shaking the arms, but then thrust out the stick like a gun.
You must know that the key to the long gun method is the word "punch". Shi Wengong was nicknamed the Sharp Spear. When he was learning art in the past, he would use the spear to prick. How could he not practice more than a thousand moves? After years of hard training, his thrust was really like thunder and lightning, and the energy all over his body was condensed and emitted.
Nianhan held the stick and felt a wave of strange power coming from him. How could he still hold the stick? Brush let go of his hand, and the end of the stick hit his shoulder. He let out a scream, and both the man and the horse fell over and slid to the ground a foot or two feet away.
The Jurchen generals exclaimed in unison, and even Wanyan Aguda stood up suddenly with a look of shock on his face.
Nian Han had been defeated by all his previous moves, so that was all. But this time it was just like a sneak attack, but Shi Wengong caught the stick and stabbed him backwards, causing everyone including the man and the horse to roll over. Nian Han had a fat body, and his horse was also a well-chosen one when he sat down. The mighty horse fell to the ground with a particularly astonishing momentum, making it even more obvious that Shi Wengong was extraordinary.
Wanyan Aguda's face gradually turned ugly, and he shouted: "Nianhan, this guy has more strength. He has never practiced martial arts diligently, so that's all. He just wanted to fight, but he was defeated like this! Someone take him down, Please ask a doctor for treatment first, and after the injury is healed, I will punish him severely!"
After that, a group of guards came forward and carried Nianhan and the injured horses down.
Aguda looked Shi Wengong up and down, then looked at Cao Cao, forced out a smile and said: "Unexpectedly, there are such masters under Wu Jiedu, it is really eye-opening for us!"
Cao Cao cupped his fists and said: "To be honest with you, Your Majesty, Commander Shi is also an extremely outstanding general in the army. There are millions of soldiers and horses in the Song Dynasty, but there are less than a hundred people who can compare with him."
Hundreds of people... Aguda's face became even more ugly, and he forced a smile and said: "He is enough to be among the top hundred among the troops of our Kingdom of Jin."
Shi Wengong clasped his fists and said: "The Kingdom of Jin is as strong as a forest. I have heard about it when I was in the Song Dynasty. Your Majesty, it is difficult for me to get here today. Can you let me see the style of a true warrior under your command? It will not be in vain." "
"This..." Hearing that Shi Wengong still wanted to challenge, Aguda glanced at the generals under his command and shook his head secretly: There are quite a few people here who can defeat Nianhan. Lou Shi, Yin Shuke, Zong Xiong, etc. all have great martial arts skills. Above Nianhan, no one can defeat Nianhan like this.
In other words, even if Lou Shi and others go into battle, it is difficult to be sure of defeating Shi Wengong.
Aguda was secretly angry in his heart: since he founded the Jin Dynasty, and when he ascended the throne as emperor, Yang Pu presented him with a development strategy: "Connect Haiyu to the east, Song Dynasty to the south, Xixia to the west, and the people of Yuanguo in the north will build the world for eternity. It is necessary to dig out the foundation and build up the emperor's society."
It can be said that "connecting the Song Dynasty to the south" was the strategy to destroy the Liao Dynasty that was set when the country was founded.
Before he sent his envoys, the Song Dynasty came to him and informed him of his wish to form an alliance. How could Aguda not be overjoyed in his heart? It's just that he has a deep temperament and is naturally good at negotiation. He deliberately said that he wanted to negotiate with the officials to show off the Song Dynasty. He also took the opportunity to show off his extraordinary force in order to gain the upper hand in the negotiation. It would be best to get the Song Dynasty to agree and bring The annual coins given to the Liao Dynasty were transferred to the Kingdom of Gold.
Because of this, Nianhan raised his voice to challenge, but it played right into Ah Gu's trap. Unexpectedly, the Song people were so brave, and Nianhan's defeat was so ugly.
When I was in a dilemma, I suddenly heard someone laughing and saying, "Your Majesty, you should be very happy to hear that a visitor from afar is coming. How come you look a little unhappy?"
This man spoke carelessly, and he didn't seem to be very respectful to Aguda. When everyone looked over, they saw a monk in his forties or fifties. He was quite strong, smiling and friendly, followed by two disciples, both in their twenties. They are older and younger, one looks like a skinny tiger, the other looks like a black lion, one is ugly, the other is majestic.
When Aguda saw this person, his eyes suddenly burst into joy and he laughed and said, "Ah, the Imperial Master has not come to see me for many days, how can he come today?"
The monk smiled and said: "I have been teaching these two disciples martial arts for many days, but today I heard that there are visitors from far away, so I came to see the people from my hometown."
Aguda stood up, pulled him beside him, and smiled at Cao Cao and others: "Doctor Ma, Wu Jiedu, and all the heroes, I want to teach you how to be happy. This eminent monk is the national preceptor of our Kingdom of Jin. His nickname was Pu Feng. In his old days, he was a leader in the imperial army of the Song Dynasty. Because of the harm done by a traitor in the court, he had to abandon his home and flee. He wanted to settle down in the border area, but he was chased and killed by the traitor. No, I had to pretend to be a Tutu and come to our northern country. His knowledge is extremely broad, and because he has seen through the world, he became a monk. I built a Huanglong Temple for him and kept him by my side."
He said to Pu Feng: "Master, look at these envoys. Do you know them from the past?"
Pu Feng nodded with a smile, glanced at everyone with a look of disappointment, and was about to shake his head when he suddenly saw a big man with a leopard head in the corner, staring at him coldly, his eyes suddenly became eager, and he cried out: "Ah, really This is Coach Lin!"
He strode forward, took Lin Chong's hands in his, and shook them repeatedly: "Ah, ah, ah, the Buddha is truly merciful. I, a young monk, have been wandering thousands of miles, but unexpectedly I meet an old friend by chance! Teacher Lin, how have you been these past few years?"
Lin Chong stared at the monk with extremely complicated eyes. After a long while, he sighed: "Brother Wang, how do you..." He lowered his voice and whispered: "How did you become the national preceptor of a foreign race?"
Pu Feng looked sad and said: "Fate has its way with people, and things are unpredictable. I am living in the world, just drifting with the tide. When I left Tokyo, I expected to work in the frontier army to make a living. With this profession, I can always make a living. , Who would have thought that the old thief Gao Qiu sent people to the sky and the earth to pursue me, and colluded with Tong Guan, and ordered the general to take me to Tokyo. Haha, ants are still greedy for life, so I can only flee north. Poor my old mother, I was left to eat and sleep in the open air, and died of a serious illness. I couldn't even enter the master's grave. I fled all the way to the far north, but I was happy to meet the benefactor, who loved me and valued me, so I simply stayed here to be driven by him."
Lin Chong sighed: "It's time and destiny. Brother Wang and Gao Qiu have also caused me pain..." Suddenly remembering that Ma Zheng, Hu Yanqing and others were not far away, he shook his head and said: "It's true. Commander, go back and find a quiet place, I will explain it to you in detail, at least it will make you happy."
While the two were talking, they suddenly heard one of Pu Feng's disciples ask loudly: "Your Majesty, why is my father Nianhan not here?"
Aguda smiled bitterly and said: "Your father challenged General Zhou of the Song Dynasty. General Zhou's disciple General Shi went to fight on his behalf. He used three moves and two moves. Your father was seriously injured and was carried away for treatment."
This disciple is the one with a face like a black lion. He is eighteen or nineteen years old and is the second son of Nianhan.
Hearing what A Guda said, the man suddenly became angry. His gaze fell on Shi Wengong and he said loudly: "You are the one who injured my father? My name is Jin Danzi. You have damaged my father's face." , if I don’t take revenge, everyone will think that my family is empty!”
When Shi Wengong heard this, he looked over and saw that he was a young man. He couldn't help but look down upon him. He shook his head and said: "There are countless powerful generals in the Jin Kingdom. Although your father was defeated by me, there are generals who will come to fight me. Although your filial piety is good, it is too much now." Young man, if you train for a few more years, it won’t be too late to compete with me again.”
Golden Marble gritted his teeth and said: "You dare to underestimate me? My master said that my senior brother and I are amazingly talented. There are very few enemies in the world now. Are you more powerful than my master?"
Pu Feng squeezed Lin Chong's hand and said, "I'll talk to you later." He quickly returned to Aguda and whispered, "Your Majesty, if General Song is brave and difficult to match, you may want to let my two disciples give it a try. "
Aguda knew that Pufeng was proficient in eighteen kinds of martial arts. The Jurchen generals were not convinced at first, but later they found out that he was very clever, so they all asked him for advice. No matter what kind of weapon he used, he could tell them one, two, three, four. Those who benefit greatly.
And his two apprentices have studied hard with him for several years, and they have been trained carefully by him, and their martial arts skills are even more conceivable. Seeing that Pu Feng was quite confident, Aguda also nodded: My dear grandson, go and put on your clothes. General Shi, you must not underestimate my great-nephew. My Jurchen man, who is more than ten years old, can kill tigers and leopards. There are countless people. The golden marble is now more than eighteen years old, and he is already a man. You can go and fight. "
The golden marble went to fetch the armored weapon. Not long after, he roared back on a black horse, wearing an iron helmet and camel skin armor. He had two sledgehammers in his hands, which were astonishingly large, like two wine jars. !
Shi Wengong had some free time, but when he saw his two hammers, he couldn't help but be shocked: If these two hammers were not hollow, wouldn't they weigh a hundred pounds? This young man really cannot be underestimated. "
Then he heard the golden marble explode like thunder: "You didn't kill my father, and I won't kill you today. If you hit my father and hurt him, I'll give you a gentle hammer and teach you how to lie in bed for a few years!"
After saying that, he grabbed the horse's belly and jumped up. Shi Wengong rode his horse forward to meet him. Before the two horses crossed each other, Wen Gong let out a low voice, held out his halberd, and pierced the golden marble's throat. The golden marble shouted, "Come here!" OK!" He raised the left hammer, and there was a loud clang, knocking the halberd away. At this time, the two horses were getting closer, the golden marbles were raised with his right hand, and the sledge hammer came towards them.
Before the hammer arrived, a gust of wind came down with a whine, forcing Shi Wengong to barely open his eyes. He was shocked and said: "This little Jurchen is so powerful. Could it be that some general star has been reincarnated?"
Although he was shocked in his heart, his men were not confused. He twisted his body and raised his arms, making a "golden beam across the sea" posture. In an instant, horse power and manpower were combined into one, and he shouted "Open!"
But hearing the loud noise, it was deafening, and everyone onlookers could not help but frown and cover their ears. The golden marble was knocked away by the hammer with an extremely powerful force.
The two horses passed each other in an instant, and the golden marble shook his uncomfortable arm. Shi Wengong's face was as cold as frost, and the blood from the tiger's mouth gradually dyed the halberd shaft red.
The two of them each brought back their horses and looked at each other. A beast-like smile appeared on Jin Danzi's ugly face: "Good skills, good skills, it's not in vain. I, Jin Danzi, have been practicing hard with my master for several years. What I have learned in my heart today is correct." You can use it to your heart’s content!”
After saying that, he urged his war horse and rushed towards Shi Wengong!
This is exactly what it is: Mo Xiaonu really has no strong generals, so she used her hammers to smash the dragon and elephant in anger. The heroes of the South are extremely powerful, and the heroes of the North are extremely heroic.
(End of chapter)
