Wen Da's nephew was remembered because there was really no one available.
Wen Qinhu was born in the military, and he was an unruly thorn with some skills. The military camp had the most stringent rules and strict hierarchies. However, Wen Qinhu was the most impatient with this. He was young and energetic, spoke unabashedly, and would offend anyone he could. Everyone was offended. For the sake of the Privy Councilor, no one was slapping someone behind his back. But it was extremely difficult for Wen Qinhu to get ahead. He had been in the army for so many years, but he had no choice but to return to the capital to be the head of the capital. He made friends with wandering magicians and drank and caused trouble all day long. Even Wenda couldn't stand it. If it weren't for the rebellion in the three towns, the capital would have been destroyed. If you are in a hurry, you will never give him this opportunity.
When the time comes, heaven and earth are all working together, and luck has come, and there is no way to stop it. Hearing that the tiger has been captured, he arrives at Longcheng and uses a chicken feather as a command arrow. Longcheng Yin Tang Xianren is happy to give up, and surrenders his military power. Surrounded by hundreds of soldiers and servants, , transported more than a dozen carts of property, and planned to abandon the city and flee. Hearing that Qinhu could finally do whatever he wanted, the first order was to send troops to capture Tang Xianren. The whole family was locked up in shackles and put in prison. All their belongings were used as military pay. He was left under house arrest in the official residence under strict supervision. Dragon City coexists and dies.
In troubled times, heavy codes were used. Tang Xianren was greedy and incompetent, and was unpopular. But after all, he was an official of the imperial court, a dignified deputy retainer of Longcheng and Yin of Longcheng. He was spared his life. The clay Buddha was enshrined in the hall, which was perfect as a shield when necessary. The money that others had worked so hard to collect did not make him feel bad. Tang Xianren, the general who had captured the tiger, rewarded the soldiers with gold and silver, which boosted morale and established prestige. He saw that the others were neglected in training and were not brave and good at fighting, so he devised a trap out of whim to show the enemy's weakness, lure the enemy into the urn city, and catch turtles in the urn. However, Zhao Ying was eager to seek credit and ran in. The entire vanguard force was wiped out, and Zhao Ying fled with only his own body.
Zhao Ju was furious, personally led the main force to attack Longcheng, and launched another fierce attack on Longcheng. During that attack and defense, Wen Qinhu showed his prominence. With the help of Ding Shuanghe and other martial arts masters, he fought a whimsical battle of annihilation.
After all, Dragon City is the northern capital, crowded with people and piled with goods. The skills he learned from wandering warlocks in the capital when he spent a lot of money finally came in handy. Wen Qinhu used three brand-new gunpowder formulas: the poison smoke ball method, which contains poisonous ingredients such as Aconitum, croton, arsenic/frost, etc., which is used to cast a smoke screen on the enemy's formation, poisoning the enemy and weakening the combat effectiveness; the tribulus fireball method, which contains Asphalt, dry paint, tung oil, wax and other flammable ingredients are placed where the enemy cavalry must pass to burn the enemy horses and prevent the enemy cavalry from attacking; the artillery gunpowder method contains rosin, yellow lead, arsenic, tung oil, etc. Ingredients used in fire attacks to burn enemy soldiers.
He became famous in the first battle. When Zhao Ju's army approached Longcheng, suddenly there were fires and thunderbolts. The rebels were caught off guard. The soldiers and horses bombed the camp. The soldiers suffered heavy casualties and fell into chaos. Wen Qinhu took the opportunity to lead his army out of the city. They killed the rebels until they were bleeding like rivers and fled in all directions.
The same people were doing their best and obeying fate. Successful reports came frequently on the western front, but the eastern front collapsed thousands of miles away. Sili, the eastern capital, fell. The coalition forces in Weibo and Chengde towns were in overwhelming strength, and the army had already reached Tongguan. Tongguan is the last line of defense for the capital. Wen Da strictly ordered Zhang Daoyou to defend Tongguan and not to retreat even half a step. However, everyone knew that Zhang Daoyou could not defend Tongguan. The Privy Council sent the envoy to the Dragon City to rush to Longcheng at night, and sent the envoy to capture the tiger to go to Tongguan to put out the fire.
Go to Tongguan to replace Zhang Daoyou? Wen Qinhu was hesitant. Just as the envoy was urging him, a rumble of drums suddenly sounded outside the city. The rebels returned and regrouped to attack Longcheng. This time the general leading the army was none other than Youzhou Governor Zhao Ying. The war was urgent, and the general was outside, but the emperor's orders were not accepted. Hearing that the captured tiger had sternly rejected the envoy, he climbed to the top of the city with his helmet and armor on his head. He leaned on the battlements and looked around, but he saw the enemy's formation was filled with darkness, with swords and spears like a forest. There was total silence, completely different from the previous soldiers.
He couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart. He narrowed his eyes, and his gaze fell on the leading general. He saw some knowledge. He immediately drew his strong bow, nocked a long arrow, and pointed directly at the opponent from a high position. Zhao Ying raised his head and looked at Wen Qinhu, a little curious in his heart. The army was pressing down, and the dragon city was eroded and undefendable. It was remarkable that he used surprise to defeat the strong for the second time, but what other means did he have to turn the tide?
Wen Qinhu took a deep breath and shot three arrows in succession. There was a feeling of emptiness in his chest, and his shoulders and arms were sore and weak. He stared intently at the incoming general, but saw that the opponent was not evading him, and without blinking an eyelid, a man dressed as a Taoist came out from behind and knocked down all three long arrows with one sword. Wen Qinhu frowned, turned around and asked, "Who is that guy?"
Ding Shuanghe, the head of the Songshan Sect, said: "Looking at this person's skills, he must be the top master of the Tianlong Gang, Taoist Yiqing."
Wen Qinhu laughed dumbly and said: "Thousands of troops and horses are fighting, what's the use of the best master!" These words fell into Ding Shuanghe's ears, and he was a little unhappy, but he did not refute. Hey, there is really no place to use them. Otherwise, the Tianlong Gang would not be easily wiped out by the Han army.
Taoist Yiqing grinned at Wen Qinhu, his figure turned into a gray shadow, and suddenly passed over the moat, climbed onto the city wall, walked on the ground, and swooped on the city head like a big bird. The soldiers guarding the city shouted, raised their spears and struck out. The light of the Qiu Ming Sword surged and turned into a pool of autumn water. More than a dozen bloody heads flew up out of the air, and corpses fell to the ground. Taoist Yiqing chuckled, opened his mouth and sucked in, the blood rolled up, and he swallowed all the blood into his belly. His cheeks were flushed, as if he had taken a tonic.
Hearing that Qinhu was slapped hard, fortunately he was very thick-skinned and said calmly: "This guy is so fierce and extraordinary, but the leader of Laoding is going to take action!"
Ding Shuanghe smiled bitterly. He was just the "number one master of the Tianlong Gang". Looking at the way he sucked blood, he was clearly a top-notch evil cultivator. How could ordinary martial arts compete with sorcery? He shook his sleeves and whispered to Wei Dinghai said: "Quickly go and invite Master Hu!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Ying raised his right hand, the drum beat loudly, and his soldiers all shouted together, setting up ladders to attack the city. The soldiers came to block them, and the water came and the earth covered them. The soldiers guarding the city swarmed forward, but they were killed by a Qing Taoist with his sword. A bright sword light came and went quickly, like a startled giant, and blood and flesh flew everywhere in its path. Unstoppable.
Hu Muxian heard that the rebels had demons to help them, and secretly sneered. He saw the camel saying that the horse's back was swollen, and that all the Taoists and rightists had returned to the fairy city. It was probably one of his comrades who was recruited by the rebels and used some tricks. He climbed up to the top of the city in a hurry, only to see a group of Taoists killing people like cutting chickens, devouring blood and blood. He felt a thump in his heart, and hurriedly turned his head to look down the city. The light flashed, and his eyes were like lightning. He saw a person behind Zhao Ying, with a slim figure and picturesque features. He was watching the siege with great interest. It was Xia Qian.
Hu Muxian coughed and said: "Master Ding, Dragon City can't be defended anymore. If you retreat early, you can still save your life. If you wait a moment longer, even Daluo Jinxian won't be able to save you!"
Ding Shuanghe could hardly believe his ears. He pointed at Yiqing Taoist and said: "This Qingyao Tao...can't even the immortal master control it?"
Hu Muxian said calmly: "There is someone behind Taoist Yiqing. I can't afford to offend him. For the sake of the Lancang Sect, let me remind you. It's up to you whether you listen or not."
