"Brother Guo, are you okay? How is the little girl?"
Unexpectedly, the "Black Wind and Two Evils" people were already guarding outside the wing.
I was just afraid of disturbing Guo Mo. Seeing that he had been treating Zhang Ting's injuries, I didn't dare to go in.
"Don't worry, I have used the 'Nine Yang Magic' to neutralize the poison she suffered from the 'Ice Palm'."
"It's just that my body is still a little weak. I need to rest quietly for a few days. I also need to ask Elder Li to find someone to take good care of him."
Guo Mo first replied to Chen Xuanfeng's question, and then said to Li Sheng.
"Guo Dutong said this and went out of his way. There are also female disciples in the Beggar Clan, and my niece happens to be here too. She is fifteen years old this year. Let them be companions for a few days."
Everyone talked and came to the meeting hall.
"Elder Li, do you have the latest news?"
Guo Mo knew that since Zhang Ting could be rescued, there was no way the Beggar Clan would give up this clue.
"Back to Guo Dutong, there was new news yesterday evening. The person you are looking for finally made it out of the siege, but the casualties were quite heavy."
"The brothers of the Beggar Clan found at least two hundred corpses near Jue Mountain. They all fought to death with all their strength and have been properly buried."
"No women or children were found at the scene. They must have fled into the Taihang Mountains. The Meng-Jin coalition also suffered a lot of losses. The Beggar Gang brothers did not dare to get too close. It is estimated that the current strength is more than 2,000."
This means that the 300 people from the "Qixian Village" guard team plus Han Baoju's personal guards faced 3,000 men from the Mongolian and Jin coalition forces. Two hundred people were killed in exchange for the lives of 1,000 soldiers from the other side.
"Elder Lu, how many brothers can the Beggar Clan mobilize to fight here?"
After all, this is not in the Song Dynasty. Guo Mo, the son of an official family, and His Highness the "King of Yan" are not easy to use. The only people he can count on are the beggars.
Lu Youjiao's face turned slightly red and he said ashamed.
"Guo Dutong, the Beggar Clan here is considered a primitive one. With more than three bags of disciples, it can recruit up to fifty disciples."
Although there are not many in number, they are still better than nothing. As long as they are not between the military formations, the three-bag disciples of the Beggar Clan are still much stronger than the average big-headed soldiers.
"Elder Lu, if you want to thank me, Guo won't say much more. The Mongolian and Jin coalition forces will definitely continue to surround the mountain. Could you please mobilize these brothers from the Beggar Gang? After I open the gap, you can just lead your brothers in to rescue people. In the face of the Mongolian gang,
The affairs of the Jin Alliance Army are left to a few of us."
"In addition, find some strong bows and crossbows as soon as possible, and prepare more arrows. Let's go rescue people tonight."
If it were Guo Mo himself, he really didn't care about these two thousand people. Even if he killed them all, it would just waste more time.
However, after all, he is here to save people, especially since his mother Li Ping and the child are here, so he has to consider more things and cannot act rashly.
"Elder brother, when the time comes, you and I will go in first and try to attract Sergeant Mengjin to come over. It would be best if we can kill the leader of the opponent."
"Second Senior Sister, take these three boys with you. After you see us attracting each other, then attack from the other side. Don't separate. Take care of yourselves."
After all, these three apprentices are still thirteen or fourteen years old.
Guo Mo even took off his soft hedgehog armor and let Hu Yande wear it.
This guy is the youngest and most likely to be hot-headed. Once he gets motivated to kill, he may not be able to control himself.
"Elder Lu, after we successfully attract each other, you and Elder Li will take the brothers from the Beggar Clan and go in to rescue people."
"Try to prepare as many horses and carriages as possible. I'm worried that there will be wounded. Don't be afraid of pursuing troops. As long as the opponent has no reinforcements, with only 2,000 people, a certain family can still kill them all."
This time Guo Mo was really angry. No matter it was the Mongolian cavalry or the Jin soldiers, Guo Mo didn't want to let anyone go this time.
The Beggar Clan brothers had to prepare the things for application. While there was still some time, Guo Mo also ate something and meditated quietly for an hour.
Huaizhou City is still a hundred miles away from Taihang Mountain. As soon as the Youshi hour passed, everyone set off.
In the end, more than ninety people made the trip, including ten disciples with average martial arts who acted as carriage drivers.
There were actually more than a dozen Jianghu people who heard that the Beggar Gang was going to kill Mongolian and Jin soldiers, so they volunteered to go with them.
Guo Mo didn't say much. One more person meant more strength. After the incident, he would probably take these people to the Song Dynasty. Anyway, he couldn't treat these enthusiastic brothers badly.
Guo Mo carried a hard bow on his back, and Huang Piao immediately hung up two pots of arrows, a total of one hundred. Each of the three young apprentices also carried a hard bow and a pot of arrows.
Even among the Beggar Clan disciples, there are more than a dozen who can shoot arrows.
Guo Mo simply temporarily organized them into a team and asked Wu Nantian to lead them. They stopped at the outside and fired arrows. If these people actually entered the formation, they would not be as powerful as full-time archers.
Before dark, everyone had arrived outside the Taihang Mountains, and the brothers from the Beggar Clan who had been sent out in advance came to meet them.
Guo Mo also knew this person, it was Brother Chen who went to Luoyang to deliver the letter.
"I would like to inform Elder Lu that the people from the desert are trapped on the mountain in front of us. They are probably unfamiliar with the terrain and went up because they thought the mountain was gentle."
"In fact, after reaching the top of the mountain, there is no road on the back. It is a natural cliff. Now the Mongolian cavalry and the Jin army are guarding the way down the mountain, one on the left and the other on the right."
"During the day today, we have launched two attacks on the mountain. I was almost unable to get up, but in the end I was defeated by several masters on the mountain."
"But I'm looking at it from a distance. It seems that there is also a master on the mountain who was injured by the young man in white led by Jin Guo."
"Now, they have just cooked and should be ready for dinner soon."
Still want to eat? Guo Mo is not so kind.
The so-called young man in white who takes the lead in the Jin Kingdom is probably Ouyang Ke.
He injured one person, and he didn’t know which of his masters it was.
Guo Mo glanced at the camps in the distance, one on each side.
It was already dark, and torches were lit in the camp, especially at the gate of the camp, where two large fire pots were set up high.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Because it is a temporary camp, and this is in the Kingdom of Jin. There are less than a hundred people on the mountain, so this camp is extremely crudely built, even with basic defense facilities.
nothing.
"Nan Tian, in a moment you will take these dozen brothers from the Beggar Clan, shoot a few rounds of rockets in, and then aim at the opponent's tent and release arrows."
"You just stay outside, take aim and fire arrows. Anyone who dares to escape will be shot."
The opponent's camp was less than three miles away. Those involved in the battle rode slowly and tried not to make any noise.
We were still less than half a mile away, but we hadn't been discovered by the other party yet. Thanks to the mountain wind, we could actually smell the scent of rice.
"Nantian, prepare to shoot arrows——"
Guo Mo also took off his hard bow, took out three carved feather arrows, and placed them on the bow strings.
Three arrows in one hand shot out, knocking down the two braziers at the entrance of the village.
The brazier rolled down to the outermost tent and caught fire instantly.
Everyone in Wu Nantian also opened their bows and fired arrows. Those with rockets shot at the tent, and those without rockets shot at the group of sergeants who were having a meal.
"Enemy attack, there is an enemy attack——"
After a round of arrows, the Mongolian and Jin coalition forces shouted.
In fact, it has no lethality. It just happened suddenly. The sergeants who were gathering to eat were sitting in a group in twos and threes. No one could carry a shield or weapon.
"Keep shooting arrows, and be quick -"
As Guo Mo shouted, his hands never stopped, shooting first those who were going to get weapons, or those who were already riding horses.
Unfortunately, there are still too few manpower.
After a cup of tea, Guo Mo shot a pot of arrows, killing at most forty people. The enemy had already assembled and was ready to charge outward.
Guo Mo quickly threw his bow and arrow at Wu Nantian, withdrew the "Red Sky Sword" and flew off the yellow gelding.
"Eldest brother, I will leave you to your right to see who can kill more people."
Okay, do you want to hold a competition at this time?
Chen Xuanfeng also flew off his horse, holding a heavy machete in his hand.
Against these soldiers, exquisite martial arts are meaningless, and the most effective are the killing moves.
Guo Mo and Chen Xuanfeng killed each other on the left and right.
In order to prevent the other party from coming out of the camp, the two men directly guarded the gate of the camp and killed both men and horses.
Then the corpses of men and horses were laid out on the spot at the gate of the village.
In the blink of an eye, more than twenty people had been killed, lying on the ground in a mess, and the road, which was not wide in the first place, was tightly blocked.
"No, they want to use corpses to block the path of the cavalry's attack. Brothers, rush over -"
People with good brains saw the actions of Guo Mo and Chen Xuanfeng and understood the other party's intentions, urging the sergeants to rush towards the gate of the village as hard as they could.
How big can the camp be? Each camp has more than a thousand people, or more than a thousand horses.
Some of the tents were still on fire. It was so dark that it was unknown how many people were outside, and there was no space for the cavalry to charge.
Those who were lucky enough to rush to the entrance of the village were either killed by Guo Mo and Chen Xuanfeng, or shot to death by a dozen archers headed by Wu Nantian.
Once the cavalry failed to charge, the sergeants on horseback would obviously be a living target. Especially since there were several tents on fire in each camp, these cavalry were completely exposed.
"Everyone dismount and take cover with shields."
There were more and more corpses piled up at the gate of the village, and there was no possibility of the cavalry rushing over. The army commander had no choice but to ask everyone to abandon their horses and turn into infantry and charge forward.
If you don't rush out, you can only wait to be burned to death in the tent. There is no extra water to put out the fire.
When Guo Mo saw that the opponent's cavalry could not charge forward, he felt half relieved.
"Elder brother, a certain family entered first——"
With a loud shout, he rushed into the camp on the left.
The camp Guo Mo chose happened to be the camp of the Jin Kingdom's cavalry. He was looking for Ouyang Ke's figure while killing inside.
Ouyang Ke was eating in his tent at this time.
He has grown up in fine clothing and good food since he was a child. Recently, he has always been eating and drinking in the military camp. This young master Ouyang is very unhappy.
I had no choice but to order my men to look for food everywhere. They were just like bandits, and when I saw a beautiful girl, I didn't let the little wife go.
Who told Mr. Ouyang to have such a mouthful?
I just snatched two pheasants from a mountain village at the foot of Taihang Mountain, and even a little girl under the age of thirteen.
Ouyang Ke was happily eating pheasant, drinking some wine, and then he was about to do something indescribable.
Suddenly, someone outside the tent screamed, Ouyang Ke was shocked, and felt inexplicably panicked.
"Report to the Young Master, a group of people came outside and set fire to the camp with rockets. Now they have come in. Please give me a warning."
The messenger ran in hastily.
"Who is coming? How many troops are there?"
Ouyang Ke was much calmer, and he didn't forget to touch the shivering little girl next to him.
"This... Sir, it's too dark to see where the other party is coming from, but there is only... only one person who entered our camp."
When it came to "a person", even the messenger himself felt a little embarrassed.
Yes, he actually just realized that there was really a person coming outside.
However, it was this man who killed almost two hundred people by his sword, right?
"Trash, they are all a bunch of trash! Just one person comes in, and there are a thousand of you, don't you?"
When Ouyang Ke heard the messenger saying that there was only one person coming in, he immediately became furious.
The messenger did not dare to talk back. He knew that this man was not easy to serve, but he was muttering in his heart.
"Uncle, please go out and take a look. It is estimated that there are only more than 700 people left now, and there may not be many left after a while."
Ouyang Ke reached out and took his sword over. In the past year, Mr. Ouyang has become less handsome.
Those arty folding fans have taken a back seat, but he still carries a sword and feels at ease. Being ravaged by brothers Guo Jing and Guo Mo one after another has already frightened him.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! I hate people and things related to Guo Jing and Guo Mo to the core, but when I really saw Guo Jing and Guo Mo, I was probably scared to death.
I was so nervous that I almost wanted to leave first.
Ouyang Ke practiced another set of swordsmanship this year.
It is said that it was a set of swordsmanship created by their ancestor, a mysterious family, an amazing person.
It is truly the most invincible sword in the world, and is comparable to Duan Siping's "Six Meridians Divine Sword" in Dali.
However, he was always suppressed by Song Taizu's "Coiling Dragon Stick Technique", so he was born at the wrong time.
By the time Ouyang Ke walked out of the tent, Guo Mo had completely killed the Jin army.
Guard one corner, use "Red Sky Sword" when you are close, and use "Six Meridians Divine Sword" when you are far away.
The "Nine Yang Divine Art" is spread all over his body, so naturally no one can hurt him at all.
"Master Ouyang is here——"
Someone with sharp eyes shouted in surprise when he saw Ouyang Ke coming out of the tent.
They had been under Ouyang Ke's tent for some time.
Although Mr. Ouyang is really not a very good person, his skills are really amazing. It seems that it is difficult to find anyone more powerful than him in the whole Kingdom of Jin.
Seeing Ouyang Ke coming, it was like seeing a savior. With a "hoo!", everyone moved to both sides, revealing Guo Mo.
"What kind of rat dares to come to my master's camp to run wild? Don't you want to...him...I——"
Ouyang Ke's anger surged through his Dantian, and he wanted to stop shouting, but he recognized the person mid-sentence.
"Guo Mo?"
I wonder why this kid came here?
I didn't even go to the Song Dynasty to cause trouble, so why did you come to the Jin Kingdom instead?
Upon seeing Guo Mo, Ouyang Ke's first reaction was to run away.
He failed twice in front of Guo Mo, but in the end it was his uncle who rescued him, and there was obviously no trace of "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng in front of him.
Only then did Ouyang Ke remember that he had just sent word to the soldiers that a man had entered the camp.
I greet your ancestor, is this a person? This is obviously a devil, okay?
Thinking about Guo Mo, he was on the streets of Zhongdu a few years ago, wearing heavy armor and killing thousands of people, let alone now.
Sure enough, Ouyang Ke looked in the direction of the village gate. Along the way, there were densely packed corpses of golden soldiers or war horses.
Some of the sergeants who were not yet dead lay on the ground and kept moaning. Ouyang Ke automatically pictured himself being knocked to the ground.
“Ouyang Ke, it’s you I’m looking for, and I’ll risk my life——”
Unfortunately, Ouyang Ke was already targeted by Guo Mo, and he swung the "Red Sky Sword" in his palm and killed him.
Ouyang Ke did not dare to be careless and quickly calmed down.
I am still thinking in my heart, "I am not afraid of you at all. I have always been defeated by your hands before. Today I want to let you know how powerful my peerless swordsmanship is."
With one hand of swordsmanship, Hu Hu Gua Feng used it.
Not to mention, after three or five moves, even Guo Mo couldn't help but secretly praise "What a brilliant swordsmanship."
The swordsmanship in Ouyang Ke's hands is like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace behind.
One moment it is like a thunderous thunder, and it is unstoppable, and the other moment it is like a continuous drizzle, trickling down.
"What kind of swordsmanship are you doing?"
Guo Mo couldn't help asking while typing.
Seeing Guo Mo being shocked by his swordsmanship, Ouyang Ke felt a little proud in his heart.
"Guo Mo, please listen carefully. This is the unique martial arts passed down from our family that I have just learned - the 'Dragon City Sword Technique'!"
"Today is the day for your kid to die. If you can die under the 'Dragon City Sword Technique', you can also have a smile on your face, hahaha——"
Ouyang Ke laughed wildly, and even the "Dragon City Sword Technique" he used was even more powerful.
"'Dragon City Swordsmanship'? Family tradition?"
"Ouyang Ke, isn't your surname Ouyang? How did you learn the Murong family's ancestral martial arts?"
Guo Mo naturally knew the "Longcheng Sword Technique", which was created by Murong Longcheng of the Murong family and was invincible in the world.
It's a pity that when it was passed down to future generations, it never regained its former glory.
Guo Mo's frivolous question actually made Ouyang Ke shiver.
Ouyang Ke himself only found out about his family background in the past two years, and the Murong family is even more secretive.
Just now, I was so proud that I casually announced the name of "Dragon City Sword Technique".
Unexpectedly, this Guo Mo seemed to know this set of swordsmanship, and even directly mentioned the name of the Murong family. How could he not be surprised?
"You won't say it, right? If you don't say it, I'll hit you. Rumor has it that back then, Murong Longcheng relied on this 'Dragon City Sword Technique' to defeat Duan Siping's 'Six Meridians Divine Sword' in Dali."
"What a coincidence. Not long ago, Guo learned a few tricks of the 'Six Meridians Divine Sword', so he came to give it a try to see which sword technique is more powerful."
Guo Mo also confiscated the Scarlet Sky Sword, but secretly ran the path of the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" and fired it through the Scarlet Sky Sword, and unexpectedly shot out streaks of red sword light.
Ouyang Ke had seen this before and hurriedly used his sword to fight.
"Canglang——" there was a sound.
Ouyang Ke felt a light touch in his hand, and half of his three-foot green blade was cut off.
Before he could wake up, the sword light in Guo Mo's hand came again, and Ouyang Ke habitually raised his hand to parry.
"Canglang——" Another voice.
Looking at Ouyang Ke's hand, there is only a hilt left.
Ouyang Ke wanted to die. This was already his best sword. Why did it look like paper in front of Guo Mo?
You said that your palm skills are amazing and your swordsmanship is outstanding. How come you are so good with a sword and still let people live?
Ouyang Ke reluctantly threw away the hilt of the sword in his hand, reached out from his waist, and took out his stainless steel fan.
There's no other way, it's better than nothing.
Ouyang Ke no longer dared to touch Guo Mo's sword, he kept dodging, and could only take a moment to be cool.
What's the point of fighting this?
After the five of them met, Guo Mo moved his sword with his feet and kicked Ouyang Ke on the calf.
I only heard a "click" sound, "Ah——"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Ouyang Ke screamed, and his right leg was kicked off by Guo Moshengsheng.
He half-stretched his calf and twisted it into an irregular shape. He collapsed on the ground and gritted his teeth, shivering in pain.
"Ouyang Ke, you are so brave. You dare to attack my family members. The kick just now was for my junior sister."
"Isn't your 'Ice Palm' very powerful? Stand up and make two gestures to open my eyes."
Guo Mo sheathed his sword and slowly walked towards Ouyang Ke step by step, completely ignoring the Jin soldiers around him.
The surrounding sergeants also watched from a distance quite cooperatively, and no one made a sound, as if they were afraid of disturbing the heart-to-heart talk between the two people.
"You...you can't kill me, my uncle is the 'Western Poison' Ouyang Feng."
Ouyang Ke watched Guo Mo approaching step by step. He was extremely frightened and spoke without hesitation.
"I know, and I also know that you and Ouyang Feng are not uncle-nephew. In fact, he is your biological father. You can ask him about this next time."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that there is no next time for you. You won't be able to leave this time."
"My biological father?"
Ouyang Ke was stunned by Guo Mo's words, but he didn't dare to stay too long. The devil Guo Mo was still in front of him.
"You, you still can't kill me. Our surname is not Ouyang, our surname is Murong. We are from the Murong family. You know the Murong family, right? It's very powerful..."
Ouyang Ke seemed to be worried that Guo Mo didn't know how powerful the Murong family was, so he poured out everything he heard from "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng.
Guo Mo didn't force him, he just stood there and listened to his speech quietly. The hundreds of golden soldiers around him also acted strangely like the kindest audience.
"Have you finished? I know everything you said, and I know even more than you. The Murong family is of no value to me, let alone a threat. You can go on your way with peace of mind."
"Wait, you still can't kill me."
Guo Mo even admired his patience. Looking at Ouyang Ke who was struggling to his death, he really wanted to hear what he had to say.
"Do you know the Ming Cult in the Western Regions? It is more powerful than any other sect in the Central Plains. I am also a member of the Ming Cult, and my uncle is the Snake King, one of the four great guardians of the Ming Cult."
"If you dare to kill me, the Mingjiao will not let you go!"
Ouyang Ke roared, fighting for himself the hope of living.
Mingjiao?
Guo Mo was no stranger to this either. When he saw Ouyang Ke using the "Ice Spreading Palm", he guessed that this person might be related to the Ming Cult.
After all, "White Camel Villa" is located in the Western Region, and it is located at the same place as Guangmingding, the Mingjiao General Altar. Both of them are considered to be the top existences in the martial arts world. If they say that they are not related at all, it is really hard for people to believe it.
However, Guo Mo didn't expect that Ouyang Feng, the "Western Poison" who had been aloof all his life, would succumb to a Dharma protector?
So, what kind of figures are the envoys of light who are higher than the Protector King, or even the leader of the Ming Cult?
Guo Mo’s understanding of Mingjiao is mostly limited to stories a hundred years later.
Going forward, it was only rumored that Murong Longcheng, who was famous for a time, as a genius of the Murong family, once incarnated as the leader of Mingjiao.
Guo Mo has never known whether it is true or not, and there are even rumors in the world that it was Murong Longcheng who "shifted the universe" of the Ming Cult's secret art when he was the leader of the Ming Cult. After changing its appearance, it became the family martial arts of the Murong family.
Now it seems that if uncle and nephew Ouyang are really from the Murong family and are so deeply involved with the Ming Cult, I am afraid that the previous rumors are true.
The Mingjiao is not a simple martial arts sect, it is an existence that comes out from time to time to influence the change of political power.
The Fangla Uprising a hundred years ago is a living example, but it was ruthlessly suppressed by the Song Dynasty.
And the current situation is another time of dragon struggle. Is this Mingjiao unwilling to be left alone?
Because Fang La had rebelled against the Song Dynasty in the uprising, and of course he would not stand on the side of the Song Dynasty now.
Judging from the actions of Ouyang's uncle and nephew, they actually chose the Kingdom of Jin this time?
Guo Mo's thoughts were thinking rapidly, but his footsteps did not stop and he still walked towards Ouyang Ke on the ground.
"Ouyang Ke, no matter if your surname is Ouyang or Murong, or even the Ming Cult behind what you said. In my eyes, they are not giants that cannot be provoked."
"From the moment you dared to take action against my family, you should have had a death consciousness. Just close your eyes -"
After Guo Mo finished speaking, he slowly raised his right hand and dropped it towards Ouyang Ke's head.
At this moment, a sound broke through the air, and an ordinary stone flew into Guo Mo's right hand.
If Guo Mo's palm fell on Ouyang Ke's head, it is true that Ouyang Ke would die, but Guo Mo's arm would probably be disabled.
Guo Mo quickly removed his right palm to avoid the stone.
Then, he followed up with the "Sun Divides Yin and Yang" move from the "Rising Sun and Setting Sun Palm" and hit Ouyang Ke again.
This time, Guo Mo's palm movement was deliberately very slow.
Since an expert has come here, we must do anything to lure him out.
Sure enough, taking advantage of this gap, a cyan figure appeared in the field.
The person who came also stretched out his hand, using only the ordinary moves in "Taizu Chang Fist", and forcefully received Guo Mo's palm.
Guo Mo was actually knocked back half a step. Even if he didn't use all his strength, it could be seen that the person coming had strong skills.
Guo Mo looked at the person coming and made no move.
Wearing blue clothes, familiar color, familiar figure, familiar temperament, but I have never seen this face before.
"Why?"
The two sides looked at each other for a while, and Guo Mo asked confusedly.
"He can't die this time!"
A mechanical voice came from the other party, and it was obvious that his voice had been deliberately changed.
"Why?"
"Because his surname is Ouyang!"
"Haha, he just admitted that his surname is Murong?"
"I only care that his surname is Ouyang."
After the visitor finished speaking, he picked up Ouyang Ke with one hand and walked away.
Even the steps he took when leaving were so familiar.