"The officers and soldiers know magic, and the officers and soldiers invited the Five Thunders to rectify the law!"
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The Chunyang Sect believers within the low wall did not have the courage to rescue those who were killed near the trench. They pushed each other and fled halfway up the mountain as fast as possible, fearing that if they ran too slowly, they would be killed by the drought.
Lei catches up.
No wonder they are timid, harm from unknown things is the most terrifying thing.
Everyone in the Chunyang Army worshiped Lu Dongbin and believed in gods and heavenly punishment. However, they knew very little about gunpowder and had little contact with fire and thunder bombs before they were ignited.
Suddenly, it was discovered that the ground, which was fine, would suddenly explode, tearing the people passing by into pieces. One can imagine the mental impact they received.
Even Lu Ziming himself did not have the courage to stay near the low wall. He was trapped by the defeated soldiers and fled back to the temporary camp halfway up the mountain in a panic.
The minions who originally stayed in the temporary camp halfway up the mountain and did not have the courage to join the battle scrambled to retreat to the top of the mountain. They had no intention of thinking about where they could escape after retreating to the top of the mountain.
Fortunately, Han Qing was unwilling to suffer too much loss and did not order his brothers to take the opportunity to launch a strong attack. Otherwise, if the officers and soldiers followed the Chunyang Sect's defeated troops and went up the mountain, Lu Ziming might have had to jump off the cliff directly.
"His Holiness, there is no way to go on like this!" After calming down for a while, Qiu Guan Cui Huaisheng walked up to Lu Ziming and reminded him in a low voice, "Brothers rushed out twice, but they didn't rush out. It was a waste of time.
Hundreds of lives. And there are still people in the army who know the art of thunder..."
"That's not a thunder method, it should be something like a fire and thunder bomb, which was buried in the soil in advance!" Xia Guan Yang Wenzhong, who was relatively knowledgeable, interrupted loudly while breathing heavily.
"Isn't that the same? The road down the mountain is narrow. The Korean thieves buried fire bombs in the soil and lit them on fire whenever they wanted. As soon as the brothers got close, they would be blown to pieces.
!" Cui Huaisheng was afraid of Lu Ziming, but not afraid of Yang Wenzhong. He glared at the latter and retorted loudly.
Yang Wenzhong shivered again and was speechless for a moment.
Regardless of whether it is fire and thunder bombs or spells, as long as the road down the mountain can be blocked, everyone can be trapped on the mountain. The reason why the man named Han did not take the opportunity to launch a strong attack just now was probably not because he was worried about not being able to attack the mountain, but because he wanted to avoid damaging the mountain.
One soldier and one soldier will win a great victory!
"Fa Wang, there is a saying in the art of war. You can make great efforts at one go, then fail again, and then you will be exhausted." Seeing Yang Wenzhong shut his mouth, Cui Huaisheng turned his head to Lu Ziming again and continued to persuade him in a low voice, "You failed to break through twice, even if you are still
Even if the organization can be organized a third time, the brothers may not be willing to risk their lives to go out. Once someone turns around and fights back out of despair..."
"Okay, don't beat around the bush. Tell me your idea! Just say it directly!" Lu Ziming was upset when he heard this. He gave him a sideways look and ordered with a livid face.
After all, he is also the head of the Chunyang Sect. How could he not know that if he cannot come up with a way to deal with fire and thunder bombs, it is impossible to successfully break out of the encirclement? No matter how many times he spends money to repeat it, the result will be the same?
However, Han Qing promised to let go of the Chunyang cultists who had no blood debts on their hands, but did not promise to let go of his Dharma king. According to the laws of the Song Dynasty, as long as he was caught by the officials, the most merciful punishment would be to be beheaded in public.
"Subordinate, I just went to the top of the mountain and took a look..." Cui Huaisheng instinctively hid back, and then tried his best to put on a smile, "There is no end to the road, and although there is a cliff behind the mountain, it is not actually that high.
If the brothers use the silk cloth from the baggage car and twist it into a rope..."
"Fifty or sixty steps is indeed not high. But if you or I fall, we will be smashed to pieces!" Lu Ziming quickly understood Cui Huaisheng's thoughts, grinned, and interrupted with a sad smile. "Besides, brothers have
We are even more unwilling to fight with the officers and soldiers if we have to retreat. When the officers and soldiers find out that we are pulling ropes and falling off the cliff to escape, they will immediately attack us on the mountain! At that time, who will you let escape first and who will stay on the top of the mountain?"
"One rope is indeed too late to send so many people down." Cui Huaisheng was already prepared, lowered his voice, and continued to add, "But we can twist a few more ropes and send people down at the same time. As for how to hide it from the eyes of the officers and soldiers
, I need you, the Dharma King, to be aggrieved and pretend to discuss the specific conditions of surrender with the officers and soldiers..."
"This plan is feasible, absolutely feasible!" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted again. However, this time, the person who interrupted was Yang Wenzhong, "His Holiness, you don't want to bear the burden of someone who breaks his promise.
Let me go down and talk about his bad reputation. I will take a hundred brothers and go near the low wall to ask for surrender on your behalf and paralyze the man surnamed Han."
"That's it--that's okay!" Lu Ziming pondered loudly, but couldn't think of a better countermeasure. For a long time, he could only sigh and nod.
"I'll ask someone to rub the rope, and I'll bother Brother Yang to bargain with the officers and soldiers!" Cui Huaisheng was immediately relieved, turned his head to Yang Wenzhong, and discussed in a low voice.
Yang Wenzhong always had a bad relationship with him, but this time, it was rare that he did not confront him. He gently cupped his hand, turned around and strode away.
Seeing this, Cui Huaisheng became more determined. He immediately gathered people and took out the silk cloth that could be used as money directly from the baggage car. He quickly tore it into thin strips and twisted the thin strips into long ropes.
The surrounding Chunyang Cult backbones were all dejected because of the two failed breakouts. Seeing Cui Huaisheng's actions, their eyes immediately brightened.
Immediately, more Chunyang believers who were not willing to sit still and wait for death stood up to help. They either cut the silk cloth with knives or rubbed the ends of ropes.
As the saying goes, everyone gathered firewood and the flames were high. It only took more than half an hour to successfully pull out the first silk rope, which was 70 to 80 steps (120 meters) long and as thick as an adult's arm.
There was not much silk left in the baggage. Cui Huaisheng spent a lot of money to recruit warriors and pulled a rope from the cliff behind the mountain to try to find a way. At the same time, he called on other brothers to donate clothes and make a second rope. He was very busy.
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As for Yang Wenzhong, the progress was also quite smooth. The officers and soldiers were not aware of the behavior of the golden cicada of the Chunyang Cult. They directly sent Han Qing's confidant Zhang Fan to meet with him face to face to negotiate for the Chunyang Cult to lay down their weapons and surrender.
Specific conditions and steps.
Good news is like sunshine on a rainy day, it comes in more ways than one.
Just halfway through the second long rope, the first warrior who pulled the rope to explore the path had successfully reached the bottom of the cliff. Although he encountered several mountain winds along the way, he was safe in the end. And he also discovered
There are several raised rocks that can be used as emergency rest points to rest your body.
"I'm willing to explore the second round!"
"Qiuguan, I am also willing!"
"With such a thick rope, seven or eight people can get off it at the same time."
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Realizing that the way out was right at his feet, Cui Huaisheng soon gathered a large group of "warriors" who would rather not take the bounty than be a second round of pathfinders.
"Brothers, go and rub the ropes with your clothes according to the camp heads. Whichever rope is rubbed first, which camp head will go down first." Cui Huaisheng knew the superiority of others very well and categorically refused the requests of all the "warriors". Then he ordered his relatives first.
The soldier looked at the rope tied to the rock, and then quickly came to Lu Ziming, "His Majesty, you and your soldiers will go down first. After reaching the cliff, immediately go to Yingchou Ridge to wait for us. If I and my brothers can escape, we will naturally
Meet with Dharma King!"
"This..." Lu Ziming was greatly moved, and waved his hands vigorously with red eyes, "Thank you brother, but as the Dharma King, how can Lu..."
"Don't worry, the officers and soldiers won't find it for a while!" Cui Huaisheng grabbed his arm and interrupted in a low voice, "Also, His Holiness, my subordinates never dared to tell you that no springs were found on this mountain."
"Ah——" Lu Ziming's body swayed, his face turned ashen.
After regaining his composure, even if the officers and soldiers launch a strong attack again, he can still lead his close friends to struggle according to the terrain. Without water, the officers and soldiers can make everyone die of thirst on the mountain without attacking at all.
"His Holiness, you go first, leaving the green hills behind, so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood!" Cui Huaisheng sighed and pushed Lu Ziming towards the rock tied to the rope.
Lu Ziming opened his mouth, wanting to say a few words to encourage morale, but in the end, nothing came out. Stomping his feet, he bent down and pulled the rope, climbing down the cliff.
"Follow up quickly, the rope can hold at least three to four people!" Cui Huaisheng quickly turned his gaze to Lu Ziming's soldiers and urged in a low voice.
The soldiers looked at each other, and finally, the three guys with the highest official positions and the most trust of Lu Ziming leaned over and pulled the rope to follow Lu Ziming.
Cui Huaisheng bent down and watched Lu Ziming and his cronies land safely. Suddenly, he stood up straight again and looked around, "Okay, no need to rub the rope anymore! The Dharma King has gone to the bottom! Cui is going to surrender, everyone,
If you want to surrender, you can go down the mountain with Cui."
"Ah——" Several Chunyang Sect backbones and minions around looked at each other in confusion. No one knew what Cui Huaisheng was up to.
"When we went to Yingchou Ridge, it was just the second Tiger Rock. Although there were springs on the mountain over there, they would still be trapped on the mountain by the army." Cui Huaisheng raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face and smiled miserably.
Added, "The King of France will die if he surrenders, but we may not die. By sending him away, Cui will be worthy of his brother. Now, Cui is going to surrender. If you want to gamble on Han Tixing's reputation, just follow him.
"If you want to continue pulling the rope down the mountain, Cui won't stop you!"
After taking a long breath, he shook his head and continued to add, "Let's go our separate ways and don't delay each other. If we are brothers, we will end up fighting to the death!"
After saying that, he separated from the two stunned hall masters beside him and walked down the mountain. His unsuspecting backside was completely exposed to the backbone of the Chunyang Sect.
It was clear that all the backbone members of Chunyang Cult could cut him in half with their swords from behind. However, no one took action. It was not until his figure was almost halfway up the mountain that someone finally shook his head and sighed, "
well--"
"Alas——! Alas——! Alas..." In an instant, sighs could not be heard.
Immediately, most of the backbone members of the Chunyang Sect stepped forward to pursue Cui Huaisheng without any hesitation.
