The clouds are floating in the gray sky like mountains. The ups and downs cannot block the sight of people wandering back and forth, let alone the shadowy figures on the ground on Shenzhu Po.
It was like a deep, bottomless cold pool, where a fisherman in a coir raincoat and a diving ichthyosaur were confronting each other through the duckweed that blew away. What they saw in both places was vague and trance-like, and they were just competing.
Whose patience will run out first?
There were ripples in circles due to the wind, and countless strange shadows were faintly revealed, so a hand holding the pole covered with black spots seemed to be frightened, and the contradiction between anxiety and silence on the palm of the finger had nowhere to hide, but
After the storm subsided, the figure still sat firmly on the water, still waiting for the prey to take the bait.
"It's not even time to close the hook yet? I've been waiting so impatiently."
The expression on Shang Kexi's face covered with black spots was invisible, and his doudou blocked his gloomy eagle-like expression. In the background were countless armored elites.
There are no fish in the pond at the moment, and he is not a lioness. In fact, Shang Kexi is just standing in Gaofu and gazing vaguely, like a man watching fish in the abyss. But when the riding whip in his hand hangs down unconsciously, it is like a fishing hook thrown into the water.
It is held very firmly by both hands, enough to reveal the overwhelming chances of victory.
Shang Ke sighed with joy or sorrow, and slowly returned to his horse and returned to his tent. Now the lives of countless people are tied to one, but there are always duckweed-like memories floating in his heart. They linger for a long time and happen to be covered up.
The fire in his eyes.
His true thoughts were unstated, and there was nowhere to tell him, because it was the first time for him to know that being a fisherman overlooking the overall situation was such a surprising experience, which could make the ambitions that had nowhere to rest gradually become as big as the sky.
Cloud dragons are generally capable of being dark and bright, large and small, roaring in the clouds and singing in the rain, and they can do whatever they want.
Counselor Jin Guang remained silent. Now every rainy day, his injured leg on the right side would feel a dull pain. This was the stubborn disease caused by his broken leg when he was unwilling to surrender to Shang Kexi and wanted to escape. But who knows that things are unpredictable.
The final facts proved that the single-husband hero in front of him was actually his own father-in-law.
Jin Guang looked at the figure on the horse and sighed slightly, not intending to answer Shang Ke's question.
Ming Zhu and Bole are all yesterday's flowers. Now the real mastermind of Pingnan Palace has reappeared in the big tent, and no one knows his thoughts.
——Sigh, what a strategy this is, he can't even see through it.
Jin Guang secretly sighed at the other party's handiwork. He was in vain and could not get a glimpse of it until today.
Yes, everything seems to have changed.
The change began when the imperial court ordered the annihilation of Southern Shaolin and the defeat of Wuyi Mountain in four provinces. Today, not to mention the imperial court and the rebels, they are trying their best to recruit martial arts masters to work for them. The level of the struggle between the two sides has long since changed from the state to state.
The open battle turned into a back-and-forth battle in the arena.
God's will and people's will always seem to be like a boat floating on the water, floating on these undercurrents whose true appearance is unclear.
As a result, the imperial court began to confer officials and titles to recruit talented people. The Geng family of the Prince of Jingnan regarded the Fuwei Escort Agency as their confidant. The Wu family of the Prince of Pingxi had already recruited a large number of experts to move around. Under such a scene, everyone thought that
Shang Kexi, who is firmly established in the city of Guangzhou, will definitely buy people's hearts with generous salary and treasures in exchange for the strength to fight on the Jianghu level.
But who could have known that under Li Xinghe's plan, Shang Kexi's ambitions and methods this time were far higher than they could have imagined!
On the surface, he doesn't care about martial arts matters and allows Shaolin Wudang to fight in Guangzhou City. In fact, he has already set up a dragnet to lure these martial arts people into a trap, and even the person behind the scenes will take the bait. Everything is just like today If you follow the rules, you will live and if you go against them, you will die, thereby gaining control of a group of minions that are more ferocious and obedient than other forces!
"My lord, don't worry. The dragon-fishing bureau set up by the villain has just begun to work. Now these martial arts bandits are stubbornly resisting. Someone will naturally deal with them."
Li Xinghe's sinister face always blends in with the gloomy surroundings, and he even has a flattering smile on his face. This man is obviously the most timid and afraid of death, but he can always plan the craziest plans and undress Pan Bian wanted to catch a dragon, but Jin Guang couldn't imagine how arrogant the person in front of him must be to have the idea of catching a dragon in the vast sea.
What is puzzling is that the series of poisonous schemes and conspiracies he spoke of, at the moment when Feng Ting and Hai Tao came together, actually gradually gave birth to the passion of a king of pennies.
In the stormy sky, Jin Guang subconsciously looked at Dahu and returned to the military tent, and heard someone's voice again.
Although he was still following Shang Kexi closely, he still couldn't help but look back at Li Xinghe, who planned all this. This man was now wearing a plain robe and hiding under the umbrella cover, huddled up as if feeling the cold, and his voice was softly whispering. What came out of it, between the lines, was full of ulterior meanings.
"The method of using military force is to surround it ten times, attack it five times, and divide it if you double it. Your Majesty, just do what I say now. What really matters to us is what happens next..."
Shang Kexi nodded silently: "What you said makes sense, sir. I will act according to your wishes."
After a few words, everything was completely silent. Amidst the sound of the armor of the silent guards rubbing against each other and the kicking of war horses, Shang Kexi extended his gaze again, wanting to see what the mind-attacking technique mentioned by Li Xinghe could do. situation.
At the end of the line of sight, there were people doing what they were supposed to do, and everything was going in the direction planned by Li Xinghe.
"Oh? Someone seems to have taken the bait."
………
Chen Jialuo and others knew very well that encircling and not attacking must be because they wanted to catch them all in one fell swoop. The other party was planning to attack people's hearts first, waiting for their own side to surrender.
Pingnan Prince's Mansion is now besieging instead of attacking. Instead, it has sent a master to fight, but he is fighting in different ways. How can the proud and arrogant martial arts people tolerate this? Naturally, it has aroused the anger of many people. For the time being, we will rely on the weak men at the rear to meet the enemy.
Chen Jialuo let out a long breath and glanced slowly at Shen Zhupu. He saw that all the masters after the battle were injured, and several top masters responsible for breaking the formation had suffered great losses. Now Zhao Banshan has lost all his strength after fighting hard, and Wuchen The Taoist priest suffered serious injuries, and the master swordsman was forced to the edge of internal energy exhaustion due to the sword duel, and his face was as pale as gold paper.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at the whole audience now, it seems that only the five masters in moon-white monk robes are still full of energy, but she is sitting cross-legged alone chanting sutras, closing her eyes and paying no attention The things outside seemed to have threatened life and death, and Qi Pengshang's practice of the White Bone Concept reached its deepest level...
The physical and mental exhaustion kept coming, Chen Jialuo suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart. The only solution now was to seize the time to adjust his breath to recover and maintain his strength for the first battle.
"Who else is willing to give it a try? I can accompany you."
The gray-haired old man's moves were as fast as a hawk, and the force in his mouth was as loud as an eagle's cry. Three moves in a row with golden claws and iron hooks flew towards him one after another. The murderous aura between the moves was strong, and the evil aura was extremely frightening. One against three naturally existed.
The meaning of showing off one's kung fu was that even though the three martial arts practitioners in front of them had good kung fu, they were still forced back by a single blow, and the two sides immediately entered into a dispute.
This man is a veteran master who has become famous in the world more than ten years ago. Regardless of his moves or strength, his claws are powerful enough to carve stones and leave imprints. Once anyone who fights against him is accidentally hit, his hands will be damaged.
It was painful and numb, and my arms were swollen so high that I fell into defeat.
Some sharp-eyed people have already recognized him. The person in front of him is Bai Zhen, the head of the Songyang Sect, who is now also a vanguard under the command of King Pingnan Shang Kexi.
Ordinary masters can only delay for a while, but every minute and every second of this quickly depletes the already precarious morale. Now there may be only one straw left between surrender without a fight - just like now, there are already three to five
A weak-willed person decided to surrender.
Anyway, in the eyes of people in the world, it is not a shame to lose in a vigorous fight. At least you have tried your best and you are benevolent and righteous. There is nothing else to say.
Chen Jialuo was quite good at cultivating qi, but he was still almost injured internally by the actions of these people. Seeing that the situation in front of him was at a critical juncture, he immediately stood up with force and planned to use softness to overcome strength. He first withstood Bai Zhen's provocation before making any plans.
But before him, there was an unexpected person who took the lead.
"Okay, let me meet you!"
A tall figure suddenly stood up and came to the front of the formation despite the repeated dissuasion of the people around him. He raised his arms with great strength and involuntarily assumed a posture of attacking the mountain head-on. He stepped forward as fast as thunder and rushed to the front.
Bai Zhen, who heard the sound, looked at it intently, and immediately spread his arms into eagle wings to avoid the sharp blow.
Bai Zhen's expression became solemn, and then he realized that the opponent in front of him had been replaced by a big man with a rough appearance and a broad mouth. Both arms used fists that were as powerful as thunder and as fast as lightning.
Every time a fist is struck, a shout comes from the mouth, which is shocking.
This boxing technique is so fierce and fast that even with Bai Zhen's experience in martial arts, he can't figure out the heel and foot. In the dazzling state, he only sees that the opponent may shout first and then follow with his palm, or the punch will come out first and then the sound, or the punches will sound in unison, or
There is sound but no fists. The shouts and palm movements are almost mixed together. The faster the movement is, the louder the shouts are. Wherever it reaches, the power is overwhelming. It actually uses strength to overcome strength, and gradually suppresses the head of the Songyang Sect.
Bai Zhen's unique move.
Applause began to ring out from the surroundings, and the sound of "Fourth Brother's Good Kung Fu" reached Bai Zhen's ears, and he couldn't help but sigh that the world was so good that the waves were advancing, and before he knew it, there was such a heroic figure appearing on the world again.
"Prince Pingnan is very thirsty for talents, and today he is willing to give you a chance to atone for your sins and turn from darkness to light. Why are you so stubborn?"
Bai Zhen's powerful Eagle Claw Skill was also good at overcoming toughness with strength, but it was hard to see an inch of strength today. This made him cherish the talents of the juniors in front of him, and he began to persuade him again.
His powerful eagle claw skill is powerful and domineering, and his eyesight is even more sophisticated. After several quick attacks, he has figured out the opponent's path. He realizes that the person in front of him has not recovered from his trauma, resulting in many flaws in his moves. He can only rely on
Make up for the shortcomings with a quick and fast fighting style. Once you fall into a long stalemate, even if you are not defeated, your injuries will inevitably aggravate and endanger your life.
"No need to say more!"
Wen Tailai naturally knew his situation, but now all the brothers in the Red Flower Club were at the end of their strength. Only he was left under the protection of everyone before and barely had the strength to fight. If he became a turtle at this time, how could he be worthy?
The camaraderie of helping brothers.
So he suppressed the injury with a groan, and used his thunder hand with all his strength without any scruples. In an instant, he was as terrifying as King Vajra Ming with three heads and six arms.
Seeing another round of fast attack, Bai Zhen understood that the opponent would take advantage of the opponent's weakness rather than take advantage of the opponent's advantage, so he gradually began to retreat, seemingly willing to give up the victory.
But no matter how the other party tried to persuade him, Wen Tailai's expression remained unmoved. His strong body changed his palms and retracted his moves in the heavy rain, and then said coldly: "Thank you for your trouble, the master, but you persuaded Wen to change his sect and abandon the dark side for the bright side. How could you know that Wen
Who is bright or dark in the eyes of you and me, and how can we know who is righteous and evil in the eyes of our martial arts comrades present?"
Bai Zhen's face hardened, and he looked at the gradually shared hatred in the eyes of the people in the martial arts world. He suddenly remembered that he had gathered with these people a few days ago. At that time, he was a distinguished guest and was highly respected, but now he was treated with a cold shoulder.
Waiting for it makes my heart tremble.
But before he could recover from his hesitation, he saw the military attaché robe on his body again, and his previous doubts disappeared in an instant.
"I'm not here to argue with you. I'm just sorry that your martial arts skills were ruined in vain. Your injuries have not healed and you have new injuries. If you are lucky enough to survive in the future, your martial arts skills will be ruined."
Bai Zhen, who had gray beard and hair, said angrily, "You are so full of energy now, but when you are my age, you may not still have the strength. You might as well take a look at the elite soldiers and generals surrounding you. Today, there is no chance of stubborn resistance. If it weren't for
Prince Pingnan is kind-hearted and cannot bear to see rivers of blood flowing, so he will not send me to persuade you to return from your lost ways."
After the words fell, the morale that Wen Tailai had fought so hard to regain fell to the bottom again. The besieged martial arts heroes looked up in confusion, and everyone saw that three miles south of the city was sinking into Zhupu. At this time, as the tide soared, Anzhu was almost flush with the water.
It's high, and at dawn when the tide rises and falls, gulls and herons fly in fright, and the sky is filled with a murderous atmosphere.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Just as Bai Zhen, the head of the Songyang Sect, said, the Zhennan Palace, with three thousand elite guards, has already surrounded Shenzhupu.
The halberd is like a forest trap, locking up No. 100 martial arts master, leaving no room for three levels inside and outside. It is obvious that today it is difficult to escape even with wings.
Not far away, Shang Kexi in sky blue armor was riding a dark black horse and looked up, which made the atmosphere in the martial arts camp still solemn, just like Xuantian in the distance, who was as decadent in color.
"If you want to live, come with me. We are all on the same page after all, why should we die in vain?"
Bai Zhen withdrew the finger power of the powerful Eagle Claw Kung Fu and returned to his disciples, disciples and grandsons. There were also a few lonely martial arts people who followed him with their heads lowered, in exchange for silence from the others.
Everyone understands that even though the martial arts heroes are as skilled as the clouds, Shang Kexi is not powerless to destroy them. The reason for the current deadlock seems to be simply based on throwing a rat into a trap. Neither side wants to get to the point of death. By then, the martial arts masters will not be able to kill Shang.
It is gratifying, but it is also gratifying to pay the price of the loss of close men and horses.
Now everyone knows that today's situation means that there is no way to reconcile safely and safely. There will always be one party who takes the initiative to surrender and admit defeat. It is obviously gratifying that this is an ultimatum. After that, their patience will be exhausted, and they will
There is no reason to live anymore.
After all, Wen Tailai was still weak and suddenly began to pant violently. However, his body stood like a mountain in the heavy rain and refused to fall. The gold wound medicine he had originally applied was all washed away, and the cracked wounds on his body continued to bleed and pus
, but he still relied on his heroic strength to stand at the original position where he fought with Bai Zhen. Even if the sky fell apart and the earth fell apart, he would not waver and take a step back.
"Can you take me with you to meet the prince?"
At this moment, an unexpected person suddenly walked out from the crowd.
He looks very old, his clothes are full of mud, and there seems to be old injuries on his legs. In short, he looks out of place with the brave and unruly martial arts people in front of him. No matter how you look at it, there is no reason for him to be here - but
He just showed up, which made all the martial arts people unexpected.
For a moment, the face of the yellow-faced master who was sitting cross-legged with his sword moved slightly. Chen Jialuo, who was exercising and adjusting his breath, frowned. The old man with the iron rod and the woman in red glared at each other. Only the frosty Wu Mei Shitai seemed to be unaware.
This rickety old figure walked alone.
But in the end, no one moved, just like a fish watching the ripples on the water surface dissipate, then slowly swimming back under the lotus leaves, looking up at the sky that was untouchable yet so close, without saying a word.
"I will go with you, too."
Bai Zhen was stunned at first, and then fell into deep thought. He didn't know what he had planned in his heart, so he allowed the old man to leave without comment.
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"Your Majesty, Master Bai has brought someone to ask for an audience."
At this time, it was raining heavily, and everyone saw only an old man in official uniform and a few people outside the tent. They all frowned and looked at Li Xinghe in silence, feeling annoyed that they had only brought back three or five martial arts masters after so much trouble.
He even managed to get an old man in a fake role.
Outside the tent, Shang Kexi was still riding on his horse, and he glanced at everyone coldly. His unconcerned eyes were about to go elsewhere, but he knew that Li Xinghe had miscalculated this time and did not catch the big fish he said.
"Prince Pingnan, the common people have something important to report!"
Caught off guard, the old man in the crowd broke away from the team and suddenly knelt down in front of Shang Kexi's horse's hooves. None of the guards expected that someone would dare to stop the horse and almost broke in within seven steps of Shang Kexi. They were suddenly shocked.
Breaking out in a cold sweat, everyone looked like an assassin now.
Before the fellow martial arts people had time to react, they heard a commotion in the tent, and the shiny steel knife was already pressed against their throats. At this time, even Bai Zhen, the leader of the Songyang Sect, was held up by the knife without exception.
Seeing veins sprouting out of his skinny neck, he finally did not resist. He just turned his head and silently looked at the source of everything, and mumbled with an embarrassed expression: "Master Li, I surrendered voluntarily according to your instructions."
People bring..."
Li Xinghe put a finger up to his mouth, indicating that he didn't need to say anything. Even though he was being watched by everyone, he remained silent and kept himself aloof from the incident, coughing lightly.
The guard at the door had already put a knife on the old man's neck, kicked him to the ground, and then shouted sharply.
"Is this old man desperate for his life? You are clearly not a martial artist, so why are you hanging out with the rebels?!"
The old man, who had become a fish, faced the knife and ax and showed only a wry smile. His appearance looked a bit more bitter than the cold wind and rain outside. I saw him slowly kneeling down in the mud, with sparse flowers.
The hair clings to the scalp, looking as funny as wet window paper flowers.
"I thought that you would send a soldier who would not care about life and death. It turns out that they have been frightened out of their wits, and only a dying old soldier like you is left."
Shang Kexi's voice came coldly, but he didn't take him seriously.
"The old man's surname is Wen, his cursive name is Yuqin, and he has met Prince Pingnan..."
Before he finished speaking, Wen Yuqin's roll call was interrupted by a majestic voice. However, the other party did not press for the reason for stopping the driver, nor did he scold himself for his recklessness. Instead, he said some unexpected words.
"Oh? The Wen family in southern Zhejiang? I know you."
Shang Kexi's tone was quite calm, but it made everyone present break into a cold sweat again.
Behind these few words was Shang Kexi's unimaginable control over things in Guangzhou City. They could not imagine how much effort Shang Kexi had put in to control Guangzhou Mansion in these ten years of silence, so that he could turn this world into a whole.
Every plant and tree in Dayi is well known by heart, and it is even harder to imagine that there are any secrets in the city that can be hidden from him.
"The Wen family in southern Zhejiang is a branch of Wen Tiren, the chief minister of Chongzhen. Although it was not as good as the princes, it was still a famous family. It is a pity that in the early years, you were first separated and usurped the foundation and fled to Lingnan, and then you were involved in the Shaowu case.
The whole family was killed by Li Chengdong, and a century-old foundation was destroyed in one fell swoop. Now you are the only one left, an old teacher."
Shang Kexi turned around slowly at this moment, his eyes filled with a biting cold light, "Of the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism in Guangzhou, you are the only one who has always avoided Confucianism. At the beginning, all the 'Twelve Sons of Nanyuan' were generous and heroic, but since Chen Zizhuang and Li Sui Qiubing
After he was defeated and died, his disciples hid in Tibet, unwilling to serve the king, and did not want to wither to this day. Hum, the Lingnan Confucian lineage came here today, could it be that they wanted to 'repay the king with death in the face of danger'?"
He gave Li Xinghe a meaningful look, but Li Xinghe kept his mysterious smile and remained silent so far, adhering to the silence unique to fishermen.
If you want to control the city of Guangzhou, you must win the support of these Lingnan scholars. At the beginning, Li Chengdong and Tong Yangjia did not understand this truth, so they encountered waves of rebellion, and they were killed everywhere, just because they were
I don’t understand, this Lingnan is the world of Lingnan people after all.
"Your Majesty, it is clear to me that I have no power to tie a chicken, and I have absolutely no intention of assassinating the king..."
Wen Yuqin knelt down and walked, as if he wanted to get as close as possible, but was blocked by the bodyguard with a knife, so he could only lower his head and remain silent. Shang Kexi gave the bodyguard a look, and the bodyguard then asked with a knowing smile.
: "Old man, do you really want to meet the prince?"
Wen Yuqin nodded incomprehensively, and the guard quickly took away the knife from his neck, patting Wen Yuqin's back with the back of the knife as if to encourage him, "Then you must first make sure you are not an assassin."
"...How to guarantee it?"
The personal guard ignored Wen Yuqin after saying this. While helping him up, he grabbed the still stunned Wen Yuqin with his hands and swung the knife along the knuckles. He heard the sound of bones and muscles breaking, and there were two skinny assholes.
The firewood rolled down into the muddy water.
Wen Yuqin's shock was accompanied by blood spurting out, but the cry of pain had already dissipated in the heavy rain before it could be heard.
"Prince Shang, I'm going to take the liberty today...hiss...I have something confidential to tell you..."
The thumbs of Wen Yuqin's hands were cut off, so that even a master could no longer hold a knife or fist, completely eliminating future troubles.
With blood splattered on the spot, he knelt on the ground and came to Shang Kexi with difficulty and pain. His voice began to tremble uncontrollably as he spoke. Waves of severe pain attacked his consciousness, and it was difficult to even maintain his voice.
"My lord...do you know who they are..."
Shang Kexi's eyes were as bright as lightning, knowing that he must be talking about people from the besieged martial arts world, but he still had no intention of answering and waited quietly for Wen Yuqin's next words.
"I found out the identities of several people... The old man in green is Hao Yaoqi, who served in King Chuang's tent, and the woman in red is Li Yan's widow, Hong Niangzi. She is a tall and thin swordsman and one of Li Chuang's four personal bodyguards.
…”
When several names came out, needles could be heard in the Chinese army's tent. It was hard to imagine that these people who were famous all over the world more than ten years ago were now trapped like bereaved dogs. It was even harder to imagine what would happen behind this incident.
What kind of unknown meaning does it have?
Fortunately, they didn't need to think any more, Wen Yuqin had already pointed it out directly.
"They are all people who rebelled against the 'Thirteen Families'... They were originally entrenched in Hubei and were enemies of the imperial court. Now that they came to Guangzhou, they must have an ulterior motive..."
Shang Kexi became more and more focused after hearing this. He noticed that Wen Yuqin's complexion was getting pale due to blood loss and his voice was getting weaker. Then he signaled the guards to tie the wound on his hand tightly to prevent further blood loss, and then asked lightly.
"Old sir, according to your opinion, who is trying to murder this king?"
Wen Yuqin showed a weak smile, and changed from kneeling to sitting cross-legged in the muddy water, waving his hands slowly in the heavy rain.
"Prince Shang, now that all the families in the world are declining against the king, the Zheng family is trapped in the Minhai, the King of Gui has fled to the southwest, and the remnants of the rebellious party are cowering in Xichuan, unable to raise their heads. There are only a few people who have the courage to persuade the rebels in the world to become enemies of the prince.
It can be counted, doesn’t the prince have an answer in his heart?”
Shang Kexi's expression gradually tightened, as if he was carefully chewing on the words of the old man in front of him, and all the staff fell silent. The counselor Jin Guang seemed to be able to detect the familiar murderous intent in his lord's eyes. However, it happened that the murderous intent was at its strongest.
At that moment, he slowly looked at Li Xinghe.
"Ahem, Your Majesty, in my opinion, even if there is no calculation by that old guy, his stirring up trouble is indispensable..."
Looking directly at him with the piercing murderous intent, Li Xinghe shrank his neck, showed a flattering smile, and said calmly, "But the prince Mingjian, there are not many people in the world who can persuade Chuang Jun to take action, villain."
I dare to guarantee with my head that this is definitely not the handiwork of that old guy. It’s better to listen to what he said and see what kind of fish the scented bait caught..."
"Okay, I also guessed that it won't be the commander, but who this person is is quite difficult to guess..."
Shang Kexi seemed to know the answer in his heart, so he looked at Wen Yuqin again with a solemn expression, but Wen Yuqin suddenly sat on the mud and burst into laughter, which made the people in the Chinese army's tent panic.
"Prince Shang, the man calls himself Mr. Cang Shui. He came from Jiangmen a few days ago and met with me in Donggang outside the city. He also asked me to pass on the poem for the prince to hear. Today, I have the courage to recite it...
"
Before he finished speaking, Wen Yuqin was already chanting loudly to the big tent in a desolate and perverse tone.
"Wuyang City was peaceful in Judea when I was born. Zhuloujia was full of avenues, and drums and shengs were played in the middle of the night. The land in the south was far away from God's will, and two kings came to attack in anger. All the generals in the city left their lives, and millions of people were killed.
Steamed rice and cooked in one day!”
Several personal guards came to their senses at this time, and hurriedly came to cover the old man's mouth, but Wen Yuqin was like a walking zombie, letting the other man punch and kick him, with a sarcastic and playful sneer on his lips, and it took a long time before he collapsed in the mud.
Among them, there is only incoming air and no outgoing air.
"What a 'two kings come to conquer in anger', what a 'millions of steamed rice cook in one day'! No wonder you Lingnan scholars are so hostile to this king. It turns out that you have long been resentful and resentful, and have started to conspire and rebel."
Meaning!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Shang Kexi's face gradually distorted, and there was only a cold and piercing murderous intent in his eyes. No one could change him to pretend to be the Buddha of thousands of families in peacetime.
The old prince Pingnan was connected.
"I understand, the old gentleman came here today to seek death! I have long heard that Zhang Huangyan intends to collude with the Thirteen Kuidong families to disrupt the world. Tell me! Where is he now!"
Shang Kexi didn't expect that the person coming was Zhang Huangyan!
If there is any name in the world today that can make Shang Kexi feel doubtful, then Zhang Huangyan must be among them.
Ordinary people only know that Zheng Chenggong was invincible and famous, but they don't know that Zheng Chenggong was able to recover four prefectures, three states, and twenty-four counties in the south of the Yangtze River. Behind his brilliant achievements, Zhang Huangyan's strong support was indispensable for his three visits to Fujian Pass and four crossings of the Yangtze River.
Shang Kexi, who has been in Guangzhou City for ten years, has his own pride. No matter how brave and extraordinary generals come to attack the city, he does not take it lightly. Didn't you see that Zheng Chenggong, like Li Dingguo, also fell into disgrace under Shang Kexi's hands?
Sha, but Zhang Huangyan, who has suffered repeated defeats and has the support of the people, is the opponent he is really worried about.
It was the foundation that Zhang Huangyan had laid for many years of resisting the Qing Dynasty that had become a golden sign, allowing the Zheng army to conquer the south of the Yangtze River like a fish in water. Even though Zhang Huangyan had less than 10,000 troops and only a few dozen ships, he was still able to successfully conquer Yizheng last year.
As they approached Liuhe, they were warmly welcomed by the people along the river, and there was even a scene where "the officials and the people marched to the territory to welcome the surrender fifty miles away".
This kind of public sentiment cannot be bought by hanging on the sign of "Qian Ming". You must know that even Shunzhi of the Qing Dynasty could only rely on killing people in Jiangnan to curb the growing voice. This is enough to prove that Zhang Huangyan is a person.
How terrible is it!
But what he couldn't figure out was that Zhang Huangyan, as a Jiangnan nobleman, was quite pedantic in his mission to be loyal to the emperor and to serve the emperor to death. He never strayed from his own lord, King Lu, to supervise the country. Therefore, he would rather have a quarrel with Zheng Chenggong, who had enthroned Emperor Longwu as Zhengshuo.
, why did you give up many years of hard work and come to Lingnan to stir up trouble?
But once Zhang Huangyan really got involved with the Lingnan scholars, what he would have to face would probably be several times the pressure of the Jiangnan Governor.
Wen Yuqin smiled weakly, his thin and old body slowly sat up straight in the muddy water, and replied to Shang Kexi: "Now Zhang Cangshui is in the city, and he has contacted all the anti-Qing righteous people to come.
In one day, the whole city of Guangzhou will be filled with people who will kill you quickly. I wonder if there will be people in Guangzhou tomorrow who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"
"Hahaha, what a dead man with a white head! What a lone man! In order to delay this king, he actually has such a plan! Come here, arrest this madman first, and remember to be careful of him biting his tongue and committing suicide. I want to see it
Let’s see what Zhang Cangshui can do to defeat this king!”
Shang Ke laughed with joy and anger, and came out wearing sky blue armor. As expected, Li Xinghe guessed everything again. The surge in the dark was already coming towards him, but the more the enemy came out of the water, the murderous intention in his heart became stronger.
It becomes more and more uncontrollable. Once the originally calm water begins to dive and dive, it will be the time for him to go on a killing spree.
At this moment, the wily King Pingnan had no intention of dealing with Wen Yuqin. He could stop betting on whether the other party was bluffing, he could no longer worry about casualties, and ordered people to forcibly attack the camp where the martial arts people were, and then slowly torture them after defeating the captives. But
He needs more information about Zhang Huangyan’s whereabouts!
But not long after, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves outside the tent. A detective under Shang Kexi's command was actually covered in wounds. He rushed straight into the Chinese army with an arrow in his hand. When he saw the big banner, he immediately rolled his saddle and fell off his horse, shouting sternly.
Report.
"Reporting to the prince, a group of people suddenly appeared in the Five Immortals Temple. The number of the rebel soldiers was no less than a thousand. Zhang Youyi couldn't resist it for a while. They broke through the camp and came towards Shenzhupu. If they hadn't taken precautions early, they might have killed him.
We are under attack from both sides!"
These words were so shocking that the military staff were thinking hard about how they could hide thousands of thieves in the city of Guangzhou, but they would not doubt that Tan Ma would lie about the military situation for no reason!
But before he finished speaking, the scout who had been sent out just now came back in a hurry, and said to Shang Kexi in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, those people from the martial arts community suddenly came back and killed them. Now the heavy rain has caused disaster and all the bowstrings are broken.
, General Zhao Shen is leading his men to resist, so it is better to ask the prince to lead the Chinese army to retreat 200 steps!"
Outside the big tent, the shouts of killing went straight into the sky, and the deafening sound of golden drums rang out in the boiling sea. Thousands of troops and horses were sleeping repeatedly in the waves, and when they woke up together, they were about to come back to the coast to kill.
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Everyone saw the sudden change in the situation, and there was a commotion in the Chinese army tent. However, Shang Kexi gave the order without changing his face, and his tone was full of coldness.
"The old gentleman is very calculating. He even used his body as a bait to anger me and expose the weakness of the army to make a surprise attack. It's a pity that these trivial tricks are within my control."
Li Xinghe, who looked at Shang Kexi, was murmuring and smiling, with a particularly sinister expression. He looked straight at Wen Yuqin, who had already regarded death as if he were home, and his hands were twisted together unconsciously, thinking about something.
"Immediately order the front army to cease fighting and join forces with the central army. The rest of the troops will follow me out into the battle. We will kill the rebels and return today!"
Shang Kexi once again mounted the horse, and saw Lielie's banner moving with the wind, his armor and helmets shining brightly in the heavy rain, and the ground shaking as the three armies marched with the order, all of which showed Xu Rulin's performance incisively and vividly.
The news in Guangzhou made Shang Kexi lose his patience. He didn't dare to bet on whether the old man in front of him was bluffing or was confident, so he started the most exciting performance in his life.
Counselor Jin Guang wanted to say something more. Even though he had searched all over the art of war, he could not find the advantage of raising an army out of anger. However, Li Xinghe walked past him unhurriedly, with two sturdy Taoist boys holding umbrellas.
Gai had already greeted him outside and sighed quietly.
"Dragon Fishing Bureau, Dragon Fishing Bureau, I don't know how many things are hidden under the water... The old guy really still has what he taught me. This time he really didn't hesitate to spend money to kill me and silence me..."
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"kill!"
There were shouts of killing everywhere in the fields, and the boiling sea was rushing towards us. Shang Kexi sat firmly in the middle of the army and gave strict orders, and the three thousand pro-army troops retreated immediately after meeting the enemy.
The marching formation was changing rapidly. Shang Kexi had already seen the true essence of the fighting. He saw that the bandit army coming out of the south gate was coming with great momentum, while the defenders he had deployed before could only look invincible, with only a few left.
Hundreds of people were killed, dispersed and driven into the formation.
They also saw the location of the Chinese army from a distance, but what greeted them was not rescue, but the ruthless killing of the guardsmen with three enemies to one. Some of the defeated soldiers had no choice but to turn to the rebel army, and finally disappeared completely like clouds.
In the open space between the two armies.
The rain was as fierce as thunder, and the two sides finally saw each other when the distance was only 300 steps away. The bandit army that suddenly rushed out of the city seemed particularly cunning. Seeing that the broken army failed to successfully charge into the formation, they feigned an attack and passed by the flank.
He also deliberately raised the head of Zhang Youqi from Prince Pingnan's palace who was stuck on the flagpole with his eyes hanging high, and Zhang Yang roared past.
Shang Kexi remained unmoved on his horse, and the generals also hid under their cloth armor and remained silent, allowing the rebels to launch a contact attack without fear of death, and turned their attention to the martial arts on Shenzhupu.
person.
——Because now in Shen Zhupu Shang, the martial arts masters who took the opportunity to rest for a moment have begun to attack with all their strength. The rabbits are rising and the falcons are falling, the swords are shining, the fists and palms are almost taking away the light of the world, and all the martial arts people are transformed into silent killings.
The machine used every ounce of its strength to kill the enemy, and the siege front on the north side of the Pingnan King's army was on the verge of collapse in an instant.
"I actually fell into a delaying strategy... Fortunately, I know what you are waiting for, and I don't know the same..."
At this time, there was no need for Shang Kexi to give an order. Iron guards were already guarding the battlefield on the front, and there were arrangements on the back. I saw that the three masters of Pingnan Palace had already come out brazenly. Erdo, Nalan Yuanshu and Bai Zhen led their own troops.
Elite troops broke out from the central army and went straight to the front line. Among them, there was also a master holding a golden stick who also led the formation. In total, they were also more than a hundred martial arts people!
After the counselor Jin Guang saw that the layout was finalized, there were no obstacles in the two battlefields, and he felt a little relieved. The elite nature of Shang Kexi's subordinates was even more fully revealed. He was not upset when he was suddenly attacked, and immediately threw his troops into battle.
In the midst of a brutal fight against the general.
The unprecedented heavy rain drowned his sight. As the commander-in-chief, Shang Kexi seemed to have noticed something. He suddenly turned his horse amidst the earth-shattering shouts of killing and looked into the distance.
His sight passed through more than a thousand people, old and young, holding long knives. Each of these dark-faced people were wrapped in cloth and dressed in high-end clothing. They waved their hands into the wind, advancing and retreating like lightning. The blades of the swords were even more gleaming with blood because they were stained with blood.
It's frightening to see.
At the head of the formation of more than a thousand thieves, there is an old man with white beard and hair. He is standing in front of the formation with a golden knife in his hand. A pair of tiger eyes are shining. The cold wind is ruffling his beard and hair, making him look powerful. The old man's eyes are filled with cold light.
, There is no enemy under the golden sword, and countless sharp warriors come to slash and kill them, and the majesty of those who block them is not inferior to those wearing helmets and whipping armor. It is gratifying!
"What a Three Thousand Flower Mountain Bandit, Golden Sword Luo Yuantong..."