Mulengwoji Ridge is more than 400 miles long and more than 100 miles wide, with numerous peaks and mountains.
There is a canyon trail in Yuzhong, which happens to run from east to west. To the west is the Flagstaff Ridge Racecourse, and the east exit is on the bank of the Mudan River.
The road in the canyon is winding and narrow, and can only accommodate two or three people walking side by side at most. The ground is also rugged, making it very difficult for the horses to walk.
Everyone simply led their horses and walked holding torches, just like a small long snake formation. The head of the snake was the "two-headed snake" Jie Zhen, and the tail of the snake was the "two-tailed scorpion" Jie Bao.
It was already late May, and everyone was wearing the leather jackets Wu Lu had bought. Even though they were in the dense forest late at night, they didn't feel cold. They just hated the mosquitoes, which were attracted by the fire and just swarmed around people's heads and faces.
Fortunately, he had a lot of experience in interpreting treasures and treasures. Although the plants in his family were very different from those in this place, he still found some useful herbs, pounded them together in one place, and applied them on the bodies of the people and horses, thus avoiding the problem. Mosquito infestation.
Everyone kept walking that night and walked straight for fifty or sixty miles on the mountain road. Zhou Tong felt sorry for Wu Lu and let her ride on the horse to take a nap early. He took good care of her. Fortunately, there were many horses and they took turns carrying her for several miles without losing their horse power. .
At dawn, when everyone was walking, they felt a vast expanse of land before their eyes, and saw a plain surrounded by peaks. Judging from its scale, it was much larger than the Flagstaff Mountain Race Course.
Looking around, the ground is full of green grass, with a bright spring in the middle. Hundreds of acres of fertile farmland have been cultivated in all directions. Not far away, there is a small village, built with big trees as walls and bark as roofs. The hundreds of houses have an air of forgetfulness, as if they have broken into a peach blossom garden.
Everyone couldn't help but cheer for such a good scene. Wu Lu woke up after rubbing her eyes, looked around, and cheered: "They are tribes in the mountains. Go and beg them for a bowl of hot water."
The people led their horses away slowly. The strong women and old ladies in the village were all fetching water from the spring. When they saw the people coming, they stood up in panic, looking horrified.
Wu Lu jumped off the horse, took a few steps forward and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, we are passers-by and would like to ask for a bowl of hot water from you."
Those people stepped back one after another, no one responded, and each of them was trembling, as if they were terribly frightened.
Jie Zhen said in confusion: "It's strange, why are the people who live in the mountains so timid?"
Meng Kang looked down at his clothes, touched his head, and asked in confusion: "Is it because we are wearing Jurchen clothes and have Han hair style, so they are surprised?"
Cao Cao shook his head: "No, it's not like there are no Han'er in the north. They are so afraid of people, I'm afraid there are some mountain bandits and bullies nearby."
At this time, Shi Qian pulled Lao Cao's sleeve and signaled with his eyes. Cao Cao followed his line of sight and saw an eight or nine-year-old child behind the crowd sneaking back to the village. He waved his hand to tell Shi Qian not to say anything. .
Not long after, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and three old men, whose ages could not be seen, came riding three old mixed-haired horses. The horses were so old that they were panting heavily even after a hundred steps.
The three old men were not much better. One in the middle was holding a short spear in his right hand, but his left arm was broken at the elbow. The other two were holding bows and arrows. Only when people got closer did they see that each of them was missing one. leg.
The three old men galloped in front of the women and children to block them. They hurriedly looked at everyone, and the one in the middle spoke.
They seemed to be speaking Jurchen language, but it was extremely difficult to understand. Cao Cao and others all frowned - everyone had no problem communicating with the Jurchens at this time, but they could only understand 20% to 30% of the old man's words.
Fortunately, there was a real Jurchen named Wanyan Wulu. Finally, she could understand the other party's words and immediately translated for her: "They asked us who we are and why we are here?" Then she turned to the old men and said, "We are passers-by. , I want to buy some hot water with you..."
She wanted to beg, but seeing these people wearing shabby and shabby clothes, she couldn't help but feel pity, so she changed her words to buy, and wanted to take the opportunity to give him some money.
The old man in the middle looked at everyone, his expression gradually softened, and he turned around and said a few words to the women and children. After hearing this, the women and children all breathed a sigh of relief, no longer panicked, and went back to the village one after another.
Wu Lu frowned and said: "This old man said that we are not members of the Fish Scale Army. He asked people to go back to boil some hot water and get some food."
Cao Cao smiled and said: "They are some good people. Just ask them who the Fish Scale Army is."
Wu Lu followed the words and asked. The old men looked angry and babbling for a while. The three of them said something to each other, dancing and looking very excited. The more Wu Lu listened, the more embarrassed her face became.
Zhou Tong said angrily: "What did they say? Do you dare to be rude to you?"
Wu Lu shook her head, bit her lip, looked a little sad, and whispered: "These people... were originally my Jurchen soldiers. Because the old man was seriously injured and could no longer go to the battlefield, my father gave this land to Let them live here with their people..."
Cao Cao looked around, nodded and said: "The place here is not small, and the surrounding products are abundant. If we are more diligent, open more fields, hunt, fish, and collect some medicines and fruits, more than a thousand people can have enough food and clothing."
Wu Lu shook her head and said: "There were originally a total of fourteen veterans, and there were only a hundred or so of them with their families. They farmed, fished and hunted, and their lives were enough... But my father... the year before last, he was not far away. A Markham Mountain, together with hundreds of miles of nearby land, was given to the Notre Dame Palace. The Fish Scale Army was a subordinate of the Notre Dame Palace. They often came to extort money and stole most of the farming income every year. Many of their old brothers died at the hands of these people. The women were afraid before because they thought we were members of the Fish Scale Army."
Zhou Tongqi asked: "What is the Notre Dame Palace? Is it where your mother lives?"
Wu Lu rolled her eyes at him, shook her head and said: "My queen mother naturally lives with my father! That Holy Mother Palace is the palace dedicated to Our Lady of Wuling. I know about Our Lady of Wuling. I heard that she is the most powerful Jurchen shaman. , has lived for seven or eight hundred years, has boundless magical power, and is also married to a dragon as his wife - I originally only knew that the Notre Dame Palace was in Markham Mountain, but unexpectedly the mountain was actually here."
After hearing this, the brothers looked at each other, and Fan Rui suddenly sneered: "Seven or eight hundred years? What a big statement! Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain has amazing magic power, and he can't live for hundreds of years. Haha, the Jurchen tribe has not been civilized for a long time, and it is just a chance to think about it. These wild fox Zen heretics brag about themselves and trick the ignorant people into worshiping her. If we meet Fan, I want him to know how powerful I am as a monk from the Central Plains!"
Thinking of Fan Rui's ability, everyone suddenly lost their guard and laughed: "In that case, it would be great to meet this woman. First, we can see Brother Fan's methods, and secondly, we can also eliminate harm for the local people."
At this time, the women and children came back again, holding earthen pots and basins in their hands. In the pot was hot water boiled with some kind of fruit.
Everyone had been walking all night, and even though they had dry food on them, how could the cold food compare with the hot food? They couldn't help but reach out to pick it up.
However, Cao Cao was vigilant and said calmly: "Half of the brothers will eat first and eat more slowly. After half an hour, it will not be too late for the other half of the brothers to eat again."
He was speaking in Chinese. Those Jurchen mountain people even spoke weird Jurchen dialect, so naturally they couldn't understand what he meant.
Wu Lu glanced at Cao Cao and thought to herself: This brother from the Wu family is very cautious, just like my father. "
Everyone ate one after another and rested for an hour or two. Feeling that most of their energy had been restored, Xu Guanzhong flipped over the map and said: "There are still thirty or forty miles before we can leave the mountain. I will wait and walk out in one breath to find a big road." Some boats are sailing down the Mudan River, and it is safe to spend the night on the boats."
Cao Cao nodded and said with a smile: "Guan Zhong thought carefully and acted like this."
After saying that, he took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms and handed them to the old man with a broken arm.
The old man shook his head repeatedly, pointed at the arrows on his horse, and muttered something.
Cao Cao looked at Wu Lu, who said: "He said he asked for money but it was in vain. He asked if you could give him a pot of arrows. He has lived enough and wants to avenge his old brother before he dies."
Cao Cao looked at the three crippled old men with some surprise, frowned and said: "They are meritorious ministers who have shed blood for your father, but they were bullied into such a situation by the Laoshizi Fish Scale Army. Why don't they report it to the government?" ?”
Wu Lu frowned and chatted with the three old men. Her face turned red and she said to Cao Cao: "The Holy Mother of Wu Ling promised my father that in ten years, she would help him train an army of three thousand fish scales. They are not afraid of guns." Even if she cuts with a knife, she is not afraid of being flooded or burned. My father is greedy for her army, so he takes whatever she wants, even if he reports it, it will be useless - how could I, my father, do this!"
Cao Cao shook his head secretly, thinking that with three thousand invincible troops and a few useless veterans, for a hero like Aguda, the former would naturally be the most important. This little princess is pampered, so how can she understand her father's innermost feelings?
He didn't want to tell the truth, so he just asked: "It's strange. Since he is not afraid of being stabbed by a spear or a knife, he must be wearing some kind of precious armor. What's the use of this old Jurchen man asking for arrows?"
Wu Lu asked again and said: "It is not easy to refine the armor of the Fish Scale Army. We only have a few hundred pairs now. Usually when the Fish Scale Army comes out, they don't know how to wear armor, so they can be killed."
Cao Cao sighed, took two pots of arrows and gave them to the three old men. The three old men suddenly became excited and thanked Cao Cao repeatedly.
Cao Cao waved his hand, but said to Xu Guanzhong: "After I return home, Guanzhong remembers to remind me that I should have someone check carefully. The brothers who have always fought for us and been injured and left are now living." suffering."
Xu Guanzhong was immediately overjoyed: "This is what a benevolent and righteous man should do! Brother, don't worry, I will call Brother Jiasui to handle this matter personally."
Cao Cao shook his head and said: "What kind of benevolent and righteous Lord? It's just a duty. Let's go, we have to hurry."
Everyone was about to leave when they suddenly heard the noise. When they looked forward, they saw more than a hundred strong men walking towards them. Each of them looked arrogant. Judging by their clothes, they were Jurchens, Bohai people, and Han people. .
The expressions of the three old men changed, and they quickly climbed onto their horses, pointing at those people and yelling at them.
Wu Lu said anxiously: "Those people are the Fish Scale Army! The old men said that the food has been eaten up and the things in the fields have not grown yet, so let them leave."
The men laughed loudly, and one of them said loudly: "Old man, I wanted to have fun with you, but you were lucky enough to have so many outsiders come. The horses of these people are quite good. They must have been stolen from Flagstaff Ridge Racecourse." Right? Hahaha, grandpas, if you get these horses, let your village go today, and just help bury the people later."
Cao Cao shook his head and laughed: "Guan Zhong, can you hear me? These guys are really good at predicting things." He knew in his heart that these people were framed casually to do evil things, but unexpectedly they did it wrongly. Although they were not stealing, they were not bad. Not far.
Xu Guanzhong also said with a smile: "It's not as good as predicting things, otherwise we should know that their lives will be lost here today."
Both of them are resourceful. One look at the rampant and domineering momentum of these people, and they know that it is difficult to do good, and they all have murderous intentions.
Cao Cao said to Wu Lu: "Tell these old men that I have avenged their revenge for them today. They have so many women and children to take care of, so they should live for a few more years."
Wu Lu was stunned for a moment, and then told the three old men as she was told. The three old men were stunned and looked at Cao Cao and others in disbelief.
Lao Cao was too lazy to talk to the old men and shouted to himself: "Brothers, you eat other people's food and kill all the offal to make money for cooking! No one is left alive, just kill them and walk!"
These heroes like to fight against injustice. After listening to Wu Lu recounting the grievances of several Jurchen old men, their hearts were already raging with anger. Now they heard Cao Cao's order and cheered in unison. One by one, they jumped on their horses, drew their weapons, and went straight to kill the fish-scale soldiers. go.
It's a pity that these fish scale soldiers are all infantry, and they are not out to fight. They have never worn armor, and their long weapons only have more than ten hunting forks, and the rest are short swords. Although there are more than a hundred people, how can they resist such a big insect?
I saw Aliqi rushing in on horseback, flicking the pear-shaped steel gun in his hand, and stabbing seven or eight people over; Sun An followed closely, swinging his two swords away like a meat grinder; Shi Qian stood on the horse , hit the slingshot randomly, and countless eyes were shot to pieces by him; Zhou Tong was the best at this type of fighting, shouting wildly, and a halberd filled with murderous intent.
There were also four others, Xu Guanzhong, Shi Wengong, Luan Tingyu, and Li Jun, each guarding one side on horseback. Anyone who escaped would be killed one by one with spears, bayonets, or bows and arrows.
In just one stick of incense, all the more than a hundred people were killed, except for one who could escape the fastest. He was galloping back and forth on the road with all his strength. Luan Tingyu rode a bay-red horse, rolled up like a ball of fire, and stabbed his vest with a gun. , that person was quite smart, and rolled around on the spot, shouting heartbreakingly: "Who are you! Our Lady of Wuling will not let you go!"
Cao Cao was moved in his heart and shouted: "Ting Yu, capture him and come back!"
Luan Tingyu thrust out two spears, breaking off the man's legs and feet. He hid himself in a stirrup, lifted up the man's vest, ran back on Pegasus, and threw it to the ground.
Cao Cao said coldly: "Want to die? Want to live?"
When the man heard this, he immediately cried loudly: "Please live, I want to live!"
Cao Cao said: "If you want to live, and answer me truthfully, how many people do you have in the Fish Scale Army?"
The man cried: "There are four hundred and seventy-seven people, all selected heroes from each tribe."
Cao Cao said disdainfully: "How can a hero deceive a miserable person? What's the point of your invulnerable armor?"
The man shook his head and said, "I don't know how to make that armor. It's just light and thin. When worn on the body, it won't be burned by fire, it won't sink when crossing water, and it won't be penetrated by swords or spears."
Cao Cao nodded and said: "That Holy Mother of Wuling, who has any powerful people under her?"
The man shook his head and said: "The Holy Mother is the most powerful one herself. Not only does her magic power reach the sky, but her martial arts skills are also superb. She can also call her husband, the Dragon King, to help out. In addition, there are the Fish Scale Army like us, and the palace attendants... Oh, yes. Oh! The Holy Mother also has a young disciple named Hamichi."
Cao Cao asked again carefully and learned that the Wanjin Mountain where the Notre Dame Palace was located was more than ten miles ahead. On his only way, the Notre Dame Palace was built at the foot of the mountain, and there was a Thousand Flower Cave on the top of the mountain. The place where the "Dragon King", the husband of the Holy Mother of Wuling, cultivates, but few people see the appearance of the Dragon King.
After careful cross-examination, Cao Cao said, "You have answered all the questions. Even though I can't tell the truth, I can't kill you, so I have to let you go." He turned around and said to the three Jurchen old men, "I've already killed this man." Let it go, if you want to deal with it later, please do it yourself."
The three old men suddenly showed simple and ferocious smiles, each pulled out their daggers, dismounted and pounced on the man.
The poor man's feet were stabbed by Luan Tingyu, and he had no weapons. There was no way he could stop the three old men filled with hatred, and he suddenly let out bursts of screams.
Cao Cao seemed to have not heard anything and summoned a group of brothers and said: "Unexpectedly, the Laoshizi Holy Mother Palace is blocking our way. Looking at the way these people act, they are so domineering that they may not be able to let us pass. , when the generals are killed, there are still more than 300 of these fish-scale soldiers. If they are not wearing armor, they are naturally not worth mentioning. If they are wearing armor, I am afraid they will not be easy to deal with, so we might as well discuss a countermeasure in advance."
Xu Guanzhong frowned and said: "Brother, in addition to these fish-scale troops, we should also consider the abilities of the Wuling Holy Mother. If she shows off her magic, Brother Fan will be able to deal with it. But what should we do if she recruits the Dragon King?" ?”
Cao Cao sneered and said: "Dragons may live in the deep sea or inhabit rivers! How can a mere cave be a place where dragons are hidden? If my guess is correct, the so-called dragon kings and dragons are just lies. Most of them are the old women pretending to be gods and ghosts. , I have a big snake at home.”
Hearing this, Xie Zhen Jie Bao's spirit suddenly shook and he stepped forward and said: "Brother, if it is really a dragon or a dragon, I don't dare to say that I can deal with it. But if it is just a long worm, I can't boast that it is so big." It’s amazing, if my two brothers work together and don’t peel off its skin to make boots for our brothers, then we are not worthy of being the leader of the hunters in Dengzhou!”
Cao Cao said happily: "If your brother can deal with this guy, I have a little plan, and I would like to discuss it with my brothers - we might as well do this, this, and this, and then this..."
The brothers became more and more happy as they listened, and they couldn't help but nod their heads.
Xu Guanzhong also said: "It can still be like this, and it will probably work out. Not only will it pass by safely, but you may also be able to get hundreds of its good armors!"
There are different religions: at the Notre Dame Palace at the foot of Markham Mountain, Wuling Shaman practices magical powers. The magical power is invincible, and a hero can slay a giant dragon.
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