At night, under the Kunlun Mountains, the moon is dark and the wind is high.
Zhu Yuanzhang and his eighteen brothers rushed on the starry night without stopping.
"Brother, if we leave like this, what will happen to the brothers of the Ming Cult? If the sacred fire at Guangmingding is extinguished, then the spirit of our Red Scarf Army will be gone!" Chang Yuchun shouted.
Zhu Yuanzhang said coldly: "If we destroy it, we will destroy it. We are far away in the south of the world, and we have come all the way to Kunlun outside the Great Wall for support. So what are those high-level officials doing? Intrigue and fight for power.
They didn’t even understand the intelligence, so they sent us the Five Elements Flag to die.
How could anyone do this? Which one of us brothers was not born to our parents, and which one of us doesn’t have a wife or children! "
Xu Da echoed loudly: "Brother, you are right, you don't want this Guangmingding!"
Tang He frowned. When he received the summoning order from Guangmingding, it was his eldest brother who repeatedly ordered the brothers to come here, saying that it was for the sake of righteousness. As a result, the brothers who came with him died and were injured.
If you just leave now, those brothers will die in vain?
He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, they, who were more than brothers, made an agreement to live and die together, share weal and woe, and conquer the world together. But since Brother Zhu took power, everything seems to be different.
The eldest brother has changed, and so have the brothers.
For the power in his hands, for the territory, and for the prestige among the people, the eldest brother can easily send his brothers and nephews to sacrifice. Even the brothers who have been with them through life and death will shout and kill if they just make some mistakes that all men make.
As for the brothers, they also began to fight for power.
How can they still be as congenial as they once were.
This world is really scary!
"Tang He, what are you thinking about?" Zhu Yuanzhang looked at him deeply and asked with a smile.
"Ah, Brother Zhu, I was thinking, since those noble people have let us go, why did we still go down the mountain overnight? Brother, you are still injured, why don't you take good care of yourself?
Also, without the support of the top masters of Mingjiao, if we wanted to rebel, it would be difficult to stop the assassination of the martial arts masters of Yuanting! "Tang He asked.
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded: "The reason we went down the mountain overnight is because those so-called righteous people in martial arts are not all good people who promise a lot of money. What if they come to kill us on a whim? Do we have a second Wuji brother?
How can our lives be controlled by someone else's thoughts?
As for Yuanting's masters, this is indeed a big problem.
Tang He, let me ask you, how long will it take for us to achieve the skill of Emei Zhiruo Fairy? "
Tang He was stunned, as if he were a fairy? But Zhou Zhiruo is really beautiful. If he could marry her as his wife, he would probably be able to laugh out of his dreams.
Also, do you want to go back and talk to your sister-in-law about the title of eldest brother?
After pondering for a moment, Tang He remembered the magical skill of Emei Zhou Zhiruo. After thinking about it for a while, he said honestly: "It should be impossible in a lifetime. That kind of martial arts is even possible if one is equivalent to a thousand."
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed: "Oh, yes, in terms of martial arts, let alone Zhiruo Fairy, we may not be able to compare with that Yang Xiao in our lifetime.
So, we go back and do two things! "
"Which two pieces?" Xu Da asked curiously.
"First: follow the strategy of the scribe Zhu Sheng: build high walls, store up supplies, and slowly claim the throne. Don't attract the attention of Yuan soldiers and accumulate strength.
Second: Develop firearms! "
"Firearm?" Tang He was surprised.
"Yes, it's firearms! If you want to become a martial arts master, you need talent, peerless magic, money, and a famous teacher. And you may not achieve success in decades.
But with a little training in firearms and explosives, even an ordinary person can pose a threat to an expert. For example, the Miejie Master Tai, even if she has incredible magical powers, if she is caught off guard and faced with a large amount of explosives, she will probably die! "
Tang He nodded, and then his heart became hot. If such a strategy succeeds, will they have a chance to sit in the supreme position?
And he, Tang He, who was once a nobody in the village, can he be granted the title of Prime Minister?
"Boom~" Suddenly, there seemed to be countless people rushing on the mountain road outside the mountain forest. From their point of view, the dots of torches even became a long river.
For safety, Zhu Yuanzhang and the others naturally took a remote path, but at this time they happened to avoid the threat.
"Brother, where did these people come from? It looks like there are no less than 30,000 soldiers and horses?" Tang He asked curiously as he lay on the ground.
Zhu Yuanzhang thought for a moment and confirmed: "It can't be the Mingjiao or the six major sects, it must be the Yuan Bing. All of us have been plotted!"
Chang Yuchun was shocked: "If the Yuan soldiers rushed out when the six sects and the Mingjiao were exhausted due to the fight, wouldn't everyone be doomed?
Brother, let's go and notify the brothers quickly and ask them to withdraw first. Kunlun Mountain has high mountains and deep forests. As long as they enter the mountain, the Yuan soldiers will definitely be unable to do anything to them. "
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at him: "Brothers have sworn never to return to Guangmingding. Are you going to let them break their oath and cut off their descendants?
In addition, if Yang Xiao is not known as a strategist, how could so many soldiers not discover it?
I think you're too worried about it. Let's retreat first. If they send out scouts to search the mountain during the day, none of us will be able to escape! "
After saying that, Zhu Yuanzhang turned around and left without even looking. The other brothers also quickly followed.
Tang He looked confused, and after thinking for a moment, he followed everyone's footsteps. It would be best for all those martial arts masters to die, so that they would no longer face any threat to their lives.
Chang Yuchun turned around and glanced at the sacred fire that seemed to be still burning on the Bright Dome, gritted his teeth and left quickly.
They are all people who have almost died once, and they cherish their hard-won life especially at this moment.
If the Mingjiao brothers were killed by the Yuan soldiers, Chang Yuchun would burn more paper money for them in the south, and then take revenge.
farewell!
…
League of Decency, Resident.
In the big tent, the heads of various factions were discussing the attack.
The key thing is that this Shaolin didn't know what method to use, and he had a detailed topographic map of the Ming Cult in his hand. Therefore, everyone is full of confidence in tomorrow's battle, and everyone is actively arranging their troops.
If they could wipe out the demon sect that was plundering the Central Plains in one fell swoop, then their various sects would also become famous far and wide.
Prestige is something that, as the leader of a sect, will never be too little.
Not far from the main tent, the Emei faction is stationed, and Zhiruo is on duty tonight.
Next to the fire, the girl was sparring with the little yellow cat. Their fists and claws were crisscrossing each other. Most people could only see the afterimage. Even the fire next to it was blown away by the strong wind.
After being unable to attack for a long time, Zhiruowu's eyes rolled and he asked: "Lele, don't you often say that you have read a lot of books, including classics, history, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and know everything?"
I encountered a literary problem today and will give you a test! "
"Meow~"
Haha, it’s just a little trick, just a master’s degree, let’s talk!
"Don't listen to the old man's words!" the girl said solemnly.
The little yellow cat fell into deep thought. Is it so simple?
"What was the previous sentence?" the girl continued.
Little Yellow Cat:? ? ?
Is there a previous sentence for this thing?
The girl's pretty face was filled with joy. While Lele was thinking, she lowered her palm suddenly, and like an extremely slippery and swift little fish, it passed under the little yellow cat's claws, and then changed its palm into a claw. , grabbed the little yellow cat by the neck and lifted it up.
"Haha, Lele, you lost again. I'll sleep in the tent tonight, and you can protect me from the wind!" the girl said happily.
"Meow wow!" The little yellow cat was extremely dissatisfied and didn't listen to the old man's words and didn't even say a word.
Holding the little yellow cat tightly in her arms, the girl suddenly felt at ease.
Since leaving Mount Emei, due to her extraordinary mental state, everything outside, including everyone, seems to be filled with countless filth, with tiny bugs all over her body.
Although she could collect her energy, she still felt uncomfortable.
Because that’s where the filth lies!
But as long as I'm with Lele, it's completely different. The little yellow cat is surrounded by completely clean holy soil, which can instantly calm her irritated mind due to too many intrigues.
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"Meow meow~"
The little yellow cat was furious and struggling in the arms of the shit shoveler, unable to bear the deception.
Zhiruo could only console him: "It's actually very simple. The last sentence is: As the saying goes."
Miao Le:? ? ?
Good guy!
"Junior sister Zhiruo, where are you? I've been looking for you for a long time." Song Qingshu came over with a white folding fan and shouted enthusiastically.
He is the son of Song Yuanqiao, the boss of the Seven Heroes of Wudang. He is outstanding in martial arts in the Wudang sect, and he is also handsome and handsome. He is generous in the world and helps people out of trouble. He is also nicknamed "Jade Face Mengchang".
Such a man naturally thinks very highly of himself, and ordinary women simply look down upon him. But when he saw Zhou Zhiruo for the first time today, he looked delicate, clean, and picturesque.
Such stunning beauty, wouldn't it be a perfect match for him, the future leader of the Wu-Dang Sect?
Everyone is from the world, and they are all over the world on weekdays. The number of times they meet may only be a few times. He doesn't want to be like his master, spending his whole life seeing things and missing people.
Take action when it's time to take action!
Zhou Zhiruo raised his head and glanced, his heart still.
Man, is it fun to have Lele?
"Senior Brother Song, what do you want from me?"
Song Qingshu was stunned. How could anyone ask about something as soon as he came up? Do you want to continue chatting today?
However, after traveling around the world for all these years, he still knows how to communicate with strangers, especially girls.
Don't say anything else, as long as you praise others a lot, they will definitely think that you are a good person. The key is his identity, a great disciple of the third generation of Wudang. Only when such a person praises others can people feel refreshed.
"Junior sister Zhiruo, your performance today really surprised me. I never thought that at your age, you would have the skills you have now." Song Qingshu praised.
Zhou Zhiruo lowered his head, soothed the little yellow cat whose face was covered with injuries, and asked curiously: "Senior Brother Song means that I beat your junior brother Zhang Wuji, the son of Wudang Zhang Wuxia, okay?"
Song Qingshu:......
You don’t want to chat at all, right? What does Zhang Wuji's seeking death have to do with Wudang?
Even with Song Qingshu's wit, he didn't know what to say at this time. After a pause, he thought of tomorrow's battle, suddenly found the topic, and was about to continue chatting.
"It's not good, it's not good, cousin Wuji was captured!" Ah Zhu suddenly came out and shouted.
This sentence immediately aroused public outrage. You must know that Zhang Wuji is not only a disciple of Wudang, but he also holds information about the Dragon Sword.
The dignitaries present were still preparing to end the war and leave Emei, and they would go to Wudang to force the palace.
"What's going on?" Song Yuanqiao came out and asked.
Ah Zhu was a little flustered: “I don’t know, Brother A Niu’s internal injuries recovered quickly after taking the medicine from Emei Pai.
But after he healed his injury, he told me that he was ready to leave. He said he didn't want to see the Zhengzheng and Mingjiao fighting each other again, but he couldn't do anything about it.
Then as soon as we came out, before we had even taken two steps, a monk suddenly rushed out, tied him up with a cloth bag, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. "
"Budai?" Song Yuanqiao was stunned: "Is it Monk Peng? I didn't expect him to come back too. No, Wuji!"
After thinking about the situation, Song Yuanqiao suddenly became anxious and drew his sword: "Wudang disciple, follow me up the mountain. Let's rescue nephew Wuji!"
He knew that the master usually regretted not saving the fifth senior brother at that time, and even lost Wuji. Now if Wuji is allowed to be assassinated by the Ming Cult in front of his eyes again, then he may not be able to see his master again when he goes back.
"Qiang~" Yin Liting and others did not hesitate and prepared to follow.
"Wait!" Miejie stood up and said: "Master Song, it's already late at night, and we are not familiar with the mountain roads. Even if you are not afraid of death, the peaks here are dangerous. If you fall off the cliff and die, wouldn't it be a cruel death?"
"Besides, I think Wuji's nephew has profound skills and a deep relationship with the Ming Cult. Monk Peng might have other reasons for arresting him, or to threaten the leader of the Sky Eagle Cult.
Otherwise, if he had just carried out a sneak attack and assassinated him, why would he bother to capture him alive? "
Everyone nodded and quickly began to agree and persuade, and Song Yuanqiao finally settled down.
The life of Wuji's nephew is life, and the life of their Wudang disciples is also life.
"Then it's settled. Tomorrow morning, we will attack Guangmingding together according to the route. Now everyone should have a rest early." Song Yuanqiao said with a long sigh.
"good!"
…
After everyone left, Miejie looked at the little apprentice who returned to the fire again, spread out the little yellow cat's limbs, put it on his lap, and placed it next to the fire to keep warm.
"Zhiruo, what do you think of this Song Qingshu?"
Zhou Zhiruo thought for a while and said, "He is similar to Zhang Wuji. He is self-righteous. Although he is humble and polite on the surface, he is arrogant on the inside."
Extinction Smile: "Aren't all capable people self-righteous and arrogant? Like me, like you?"
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned.
"How do you feel about walking around the world this time?" Miejie continued to ask.
"It's boring! I still like to read books in the mountains, treat illnesses, and have fun in hot springs with my senior sisters!" Zhou Zhiruo grabbed the little yellow cat's restless tail, which was fluffy and comfortable to touch.
Miao Le:......
The cat is so cute, why hit him?
Miejie frowned: "Don't you want to be the supreme king of martial arts and command the heroes? Or eradicate evil and become a famous righteous hero like Song Yuanqiao?"
Zhou Zhiruo thought for a while and shook his head: "When I came out this time, I saw gentle gentlemen stealing people out, careless girls sticking to their love, and rich people in gorgeous clothes yelling at their parents.
I have also seen elders who are dressed in tattered clothes and have a sinister face but take care of the sick with meticulous care.
This world is dirty and crazy. The more perfect people look, the worse they may be. The book is right, people are half human and half ghost. No one can see if they get close. "
"I don't like living or even talking to these people at the foot of the mountain!" the girl said solemnly.
Extinction silence.
She even suddenly felt that everything she did was meaningless.
It seemed that she had never lived for herself in her entire life.
"Why!"
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