Don't think that Zhong Shouyong only knows how to play with guns and cannons. He is also unequivocal when it comes to his skill with swords and guns. With his height of nearly 1.9 meters, weight of 200 kilograms, and arms as thick as two axles,
Even hitting someone with his fist can kill him. The long knife made of pure iron in his palm weighs fifty kilograms, which is enough for a person to drink a pot.
The Great Taibao was a very powerful general under King Ning, but his strength was not enough in front of Lieutenant General Zhong. Zhong Shouyong shouted loudly, raised his long sword upward, blocked the gilded boring machine, and struck with the sword.
The big Taibao fought hard to meet him, but he was still shaken by the huge force. He and his horse took a few steps back. Zhong Shouyong struck at him with another flurry of knives like a storm, and the Big Taibao was in a hurry.
He resisted wildly, and the pole of the gilded Phoenix Wings was almost broken. Every blow made his jaw numb, and even his heart trembled. He struck more than a dozen times in succession, and the big eunuch was still moving mechanically.
While resisting, Lieutenant General Zhong suddenly changed his moves and swept out his long sword. With one blow, he opened a skylight in the chief eunuch's chest. The blades of his fish scales flew all over the sky, and blood spurted out. He died on the spot.
Zhong Shouyong jumped off his horse calmly, stuck his long knife on the ground, pulled out his sword and cut off the head of the great eunuch, tied it around the neck of his horse, then got on his horse, raised his knife and shouted: "Who else is dissatisfied!"
Prince Ning's expression changed slightly, and he looked back at his eleven remaining godsons. Each of these young men showed fear in their eyes and shrank back. Zuo Mengeng even shrank to the back and muttered: "Why are you beating me?"
Wouldn’t it be easy for tens of thousands of people to rush towards him and pull him down?” But Prince Ning is a perfectionist.
He was not satisfied without winning the duel, so under his personal call, the third and fourth eunuchs rushed forward. The three of them fought together again. Zhong Shouyong faced the two powerful enemies without any hesitation.
Without fear, after a burst of gold and iron, the two eunuchs were beheaded from their horses again.
This time King Ning couldn't hold on any longer. He wanted to go out in person, but he felt that his status was too high and he couldn't take action easily. He looked back at the generals and said: "Whoever kills that big black guy for me will be granted the title of Marquis and a daughter of gold."
There must be a brave man under the heavy reward. A shirtless monk jumped out of King Ning's formation, waving an iron Zen staff in his hand, and shouted: "I would like to go to Sajia." King Ning took a closer look, and it turned out to be the monk Bujie under his command.
This guy was eight feet tall, with a body of black and oily tendons, and thick heart-protecting hair on his chest. He looked extremely powerful, and was not inferior to the enemy generals. King Ning nodded and said with satisfaction: "It's just the magician's."
Monk Bujie rode forward without saying a word, and waved his Zen staff directly to get Zhong Shouyong. Zhong Shouyong raised his sword to meet him. After a few rounds of fighting, he realized that this bald donkey was indeed very skilled in martial arts and very strong. It would be difficult to win.
Liu Ziguang naturally saw clearly that he was struggling to fight the matter. Liu Ziguang was afraid that Zhong Shouyong would make a mistake and let people
He took a long-barreled fire blunderbuss with excellent accuracy, aimed it at the monk halfway up the mountain, and fired. The poor monk, who was a master of martial arts, was knocked off his horse by the small blunderbuss. Fortunately, the range was too far, so he didn't stop.
The monk was thick-skinned and thick-skinned, so he was not killed on the spot. He rolled and crawled back to the formation. Zhong Shouyong did not pursue him and continued to scold the formation.
After losing four battles in a row, King Ning's face turned like a donkey's head. His staff also urged him not to fight the enemy one-on-one anymore, but to use superior forces to solve the problem. King Ning thought for a while and finally ordered the drums to be beaten.
Liu Ziguang had been waiting for King Ning's attack for a long time. He watched his eight-door Golden Lock Formation slowly advance forward. The technical soldiers beside Liu Ziguang kept reporting the position and guiding the artillery in the direction. Ten cannons were fired.
The explosive bombs exploded in the sky above the Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation. King Ning's soldiers and horses were all frightened. The horses ran around without restraint, and the soldiers also ran away. The fire rifle soldiers of the death battalion were in the first row, and they calmly started the fire.
The muskets were fired in three stages. Under the cover of the shield soldiers, the strong archers at the back drew their long bows and fired towards the sky. King Ning's army suffered heavy casualties under the attack of artillery, firecrackers and bows and arrows.
They still had the ability to attack, so they all returned to the camp. Liu Ziguang did not send troops to pursue them, and Ming Jin did not mention the withdrawal of troops.
King Ning finally saw the legendary sharp court firearms, and was a little confused. He held a military meeting in the Chinese army's tent to discuss how to deal with the enemy. Zuo Mengeng, as an experienced person, suggested that King Ning use wooden boards and sand bags to defend against the enemy.
Fireproof muskets, but Prince Ning’s group of counselors sneered at Zuo Mengeng’s suggestion. They would not allow an outsider to steal the spotlight. These self-righteous guys suggested that Prince Ning collect black dog blood and feces and spread them in front of the battle.
, can naturally break the opponent's "demon magic". Prince Ning pondered for a long time, and actually nodded yes, which made Zuo Mengeng want to cry without tears. Following such a person is simply a road to darkness.
It's okay to spill blood, but another expert jumped out to offer advice. This man wore a crown of the Five Sacred Mountains on his head, and wore a Luo, with five strands of snow-white beard floating on his chest. He held a piece of floating dust in his hand and flicked it coolly.
Said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, I have a plan to offer to the prince. It will definitely be able to defeat the enemy's strange magic. It will use more blood vessels than Nao Shizi's black dog."
When King Ning saw this man speaking, he was immediately overjoyed and said: "If Master Huangshi has any good advice, please give it to me as soon as possible."
The old Taoist god known as Huangshi Zhenren mysteriously took out a few pieces of yellow paper with symbols like heavenly books drawn on them, and said: "Use the poor Taoist talisman to boil water and drink it. You will be invulnerable to weapons and bullets. Why fear the evil magic." Seeing that everyone was half-convinced, he
They summoned two fat Taoist boys, burned the yellow paper to ashes and made them drink it. Then they made them perform in public. They held each other's necks with a small flower gun with spear points on both ends.
In wrestling, it's okay even if the barrel of the gun is bent.
"Good!" King Ning took the lead in applauding, and the civil and military generals were also overjoyed and praised in unison. Even Zuo Mengeng was a little confused this time. Could it be that this talisman water really has such a miraculous effect?
The next day when he went to battle, Master Huangshi set up an incense table in front of the battle, danced wildly with his hair disheveled, and then muttered something. It was in a low voice at first, but then his voice became louder and louder, and he shouted: "The Supreme Lord is as urgent as the law!"
Then he picked up the brush, dipped it in cinnabar, slapped it on the incense table, and the yellow paper was shaken up. The old Taoist just drew a few random lines on the paper in the air. Although he didn't understand what he drew, his movements were cool and dazzling.
That’s it.
After drawing the talisman, Taoist Huangshi picked up the mahogany sword and strung together the yellow papers, and waved them in the air a few times. The yellow papers actually burned, and the fire became more and more intense. Everyone was stunned, and then the Taoist waved the sword and a fireball was fired.
Fly straight into the prepared water tank.
"Okay, Your Majesty, you can make the soldiers drink this water, go straight to the battle with their chests and abdomen exposed, and talk about swords, guns, bows and arrows. Even the thunderous Qimen demon magic can't do anything about it." Huangshi Taoist said confidently.
King Ning was so convinced that he ordered the Daoxu Battalion led by his second eunuch to go out into battle. Each man drank a sip of fairy water and then directly attacked the enemy's formation. The soldiers in this battalion were the elite of King Ning's army. The soldiers were all strong men with big shoulders and round waists. They threw off their armor and stripped their swords.
He took off his shirt, revealing his dark and shiny back, and took turns taking fairy water with a gourd. Taoist Huangshi was stroking his beard and watching from the side. He looked at Prince Ning from time to time, and both of them showed confident and reserved smiles.
There are a thousand people in the Daoxu Camp, but there is only one tank of Fu Shui. A hundred soldiers drank from it and the tank ran out of water. They had no choice but to let the soldiers pour the water from their water bags into the tank to dilute it again and drink it. That's it.
A thousand invulnerable Vajra Warriors were armed. They were all bare-chested and without helmets, and they walked menacingly towards the enemy formation on the opposite side, holding up their swords and axes.
Halfway up the mountain opposite, Liu Ziguang put down his telescope and said, "Prince Ning has lost his mind and gone crazy. Why are the two armies showing off in front of the formation?"
Lieutenant General Zhong said: "Commander, didn't you see that awesome trick? He seemed to have given some fairy water to the soldiers to drink. He damn thought he was Jiang Ziya. I'm going to blow up his incense altar with one shot."
Liu Ziguang said: "I would like to see this so-called magic. Send the order and fire when the enemy comes into range."
Taking advantage of his status, the second eunuch drank two more ladles of fairy water and thought he had become indestructible. He took off his clothes and carried two axes and walked at the forefront of the team, followed by a large group of equally tough men.
The shirtless burly men, all carrying large swords and axes, looked cheerful and high-spirited, walking unscrupulously under the summer morning sun, as if they were not walking in front of the danger-ridden two armies, but in the courtyard of their own homes.
The second eunuch is a villager from the mountains. He is extremely strong, has a rough personality, but his IQ is not very high. He does not do well among the godsons of Prince Ning. This time, his godfather asked him to lead the attack, which is obviously giving up a great achievement.
It was given to him, because the second Taibao was not very intelligent and knew that he was about to become a prostitute. The joy of his mood made him unable to control his singing voice, so he sang while walking:
The river flows eastward
The stars in the sky join the Big Dipper
If you say let's go, let's go. You have it, I have it all.
Seeing injustice on the road, let out a roar
Take action when it's time to take action
Traveling through Kyushu like a storm
Hey, Yi'er, hey, hey, hey, Yi'er
Seeing injustice on the road, let out a roar
Take action when it's time to take action
Traveling through Kyushu like a storm
The second Taibao often sang loudly when he was herding sheep in the mountains. His voice was definitely not good. Tens of thousands of people in both armies could hear his high-pitched and powerful singing. The thousand swordsmen and axemen behind him were also infected by the singing, and they sang in unison from time to time.
Say: "Hey yier ah ah hey eh yier ah" to accompany him with the harmonies.
Opposite, the soldiers of the death battalion looked at each other. No one had ever seen fighting like this. This was too awesome. They hit the muzzle of the gun with their bare backs. Such abnormal behavior made them who had been on the battlefield unavoidable. As for the
The strong men behind were even more frightened, and their hands holding swords and guns began to tremble slightly. If they had not developed the habit of not moving without orders under the harsh training, some of them might have lost their weapons and ran away.