This ancient tower was used by tribal people to worship heaven. There were no houses or other buildings around it. Zhu Si was very experienced and did not surround all the people under the tower. Instead, he retreated more than ten meters, each time
A group of ten people, six or seven steps apart from each other, surrounded the tower layer by layer. In this way, even if they were good at divine fortune-telling, they would not be able to leap through the layers of sword formations.
With people like Zhu Si waiting, Zhu Er and Xia Qing immediately jumped up to the tower, preparing to help Zhu Yi capture the spirit divination.
After several hours of fighting, the poor Zhan Ling was already dry and dripping with sweat. Zhu Yi's kung fu was slightly better than hers. If it weren't for the support of the red blood sword in his hand, Zhan Ling would have been able to do it long ago.
Just lose.
Seeing the appearance of Xia Qing and Zhu Er, Zhan Ling felt a chill in his heart. If he had divined enough to not be afraid of the siege of these people when he was at the peak of his physical strength, he would have just walked away. In other words, he would have just relied on his Qinggong.
Only self-confidence can harm the fortune-telling to this extent.
"Zhu Yi, you have been unable to deal with a woman for such a long time. I think you can change your name to Zhu Wu from now on." Xia Qing said with a joking smile while holding the long knife.
"Lao Yi, do you want us to help?" Zhu Er also asked.
"No need to help, Xia Qing, lend me your knife." Zhu Yi said, jumping out of the battle group and throwing the broken 'sawtooth' in his hand to Xia Qing.
Zhan Ling leaned his sword on the ground and took a few breaths. Looking down the dilapidated window, Zhan Ling saw rows of solemn cavalry holding long swords. Zhan Ling knew that it would be impossible to run away. Zhan Ling secretly
He gritted his silver teeth and prepared to use his last remaining strength to seriously injure Zhu Yi and then swing his sword to commit suicide. In Zhan Ling's mind, he would never fall into the hands of that scoundrel Zhu Tianjiang alive.
Zhu Yi changed his sword to a long sword and moved forward to prevent Zhan Ling from breathing. However, Zhu Yi immediately discovered that Zhan Ling's swordsmanship had changed. Instead of the flexible fighting style just now, it turned into a desperate one that would hurt both sides.
Xia Qing is an old Jianghu. Seeing Zhan Ling's desperate posture, he immediately guessed what she was thinking. Xia Qing clasped three money darts in her hand and waited for the opportunity vigilantly. Not only did Xia Qing see the purpose of Zhan Ling,
Zhu Yi also noticed that there was an aura of death in this girl's eyes. Zhu Yi increased the force on his hand, and at this moment he didn't care whether he destroyed the long knife in his hand again.
Zhan Ling finally couldn't withstand Zhu Yi's powerful attack, his eyes blurred and he staggered. Xia Qing seized the opportunity and swish three money darts and threw them at Zhan Ling's ankle. The money darts were polished very sharply, but
This time, Xia Qing controlled the money dart to fly out. Otherwise, even if it could not hurt the bones, it would still be able to cut off the tendons.
Bang~uh~! Zhan Ling's ankle was hit, and he grunted in pain. He couldn't control his body and moved forward. Zhan Ling bit the tip of his tongue and wiped the red blood sword horizontally towards his neck. However, a long knife blocked it.
The front of Zhan Ling's neck. The moment Zhan Ling's body landed on the ground, Zhu Yi grabbed Zhan Ling's wrist with one hand and suddenly removed Zhan Ling's joints with a shake. Zhan Ling still wanted to resist, but felt his mind was blurred, and Zhu Yi
He fainted after a beating.
Night came earlier in the north, but the torches were brightly lit in Kaser City, and tens of thousands of people were cleaning up their homes. The soldiers of the Yangjin tribe were running and shouting in Kaser City just like they were celebrating the pilgrimage festival.
Celebrating victory.
In the Commander's Mansion, several commanders and Yelu Doha gathered in the hall. Yelu Doha successfully attacked the Zhanling camp and sent the last Uzbek troops fleeing. However, Yelu Doha was the only one
It's a pity that the fortune teller was not caught.
"Zhu Er, have you calculated the casualties in the city?" Zhu Tiansheng asked happily as he sat behind the case.
"Your Majesty, according to the statistics of each battalion and civil defense, our army lost 1,400 people, including six centurions and two thousand captains. In terms of civil defense, 2,800 people died. In addition, more than 2,000 people were killed.
People were injured. As for the Uzbek people, according to the corpse count, the total number is 19,740." Zhu Er said solemnly while looking at the unified report.
"How many wounded people are there from the Uzbek people?"
"Not a single one, they were all beaten to death by the angry people." Zhu Er looked at Zhu Tianjiang in shame.
Zhu Tianjiang nodded. The Yangjin clan and the Wu clan had formed an irreconcilable feud. Even if they were prevented from killing the prisoners, they might not be able to stop it.
"Sister Yelu, I will leave the rest to you. I hope King Yelucha can sympathize with these fallen soldiers and people and provide some compensation." Zhu Tianjiang looked at Yelu Doha and said.
During the mobilization, Yelu Douha boasted about his hips and went to Haikou. Although the people in the city hoped that the Yangjin clan would win, no one wanted to risk death. Even if the Yangjin clan lost, they would just become a subordinate clan of the Wu clan.
Therefore, Yelu Douha promised a large sum of money to make the people in the city resist the Uzbek army with the same hatred.
"Brother Tianjiang, don't worry about this. Who among the tribes in Tianqing doesn't know that my Yelusha family is in charge of financial power. Even if Uncle Yelucha doesn't agree, my lady's private money is enough to compensate." Yelu Dou
Ha said proudly.
Zhu Tianjiang smiled, as long as the people in the city didn't think he was breaking his promise, he had no control over who paid for it, since he didn't pay a penny anyway.
Zhu Tianjiang ordered the slaughter of horses and sheep, and the whole city held a victory celebration. Anyway, there were thousands of half-dead war horses, and the meat was enough to eat. The people in the city also took out the buried highland barley wine. Some cried and some laughed.
Yes, everyone is venting their inner emotions.
In the handsome manor, Officer Zhu held a bowl of wine and made a toast, and immediately used the excuse of being too drunk to hide in the backyard. In order to prevent Yelu Doha from getting entangled, Officer Zhu gave Daniel a special task.
Daniel stared at Yelu Doha and drank with her.
The front yard of the handsome manor is bustling with activity, but the backyard is unusually quiet. Whether there are open or hidden sentries, everyone is on guard carefully.
In an inconspicuous side room, Lin Feng's eyes were deep and he was stroking the Red Blood Sword with one hand. His vicissitudes of life seemed to be communicating with the Red Blood Sword. Beside the bed, sat the spirit divination who had become a prisoner. She was unloaded.
The fallen wrist was also reattached by Lin Feng. Zhu Tianjiang did not let anyone tie up Zhan Ling. He just asked Zhu Er to feed her some medicine. There was a pharmacist specializing in these things at the sticky rod. After taking it, her limbs would
I am powerless and cannot escape even if I want to.
"Child, let me ask you again, how did you get this sword?" Lin Feng raised his head and looked at Zhan Ling. He didn't know how many times he had asked him, but Zhan Ling didn't say anything.
"My child, to tell you the truth, the real owner of this sword has some connection with me. He was betrayed and died in a foreign country. This mystery has never been solved. Ever since I saw you pull out the Red Blood Sword that day, I
I have been thinking about this matter. I won’t embarrass you. If you tell how you got this sword, maybe I can let you go." Lin Feng said softly.
Zhan Ling finally raised her head and glanced at Lin Feng. She doubted Lin Feng's words because this sword was obviously the master's portable sword. Since the master's death, her brother Zhan Khan had let her use the Red Blood Sword. Growing up,
The spirit divination knew that the master cherished this sword very much, so how could it be that it was taken from someone else's hand.
"What, you don't believe what I said? To tell you the truth, Zhu Tianjiang is my apprentice. I want him to let you go, and he dare not disobey." Lin Feng thought that the spirit divination was suspecting that he was telling lies, so he explained specifically
For a moment.
"Huh, old man, your kung fu should be considered passable, but the apprentice you taught is a waste. If he has the ability, let him fight with this lady based on his ability. It doesn't matter how much he bullies the young." Zhan Ling finally said.
He said two words angrily.
"Haha, there are no rules between life and death. As long as you can survive, you can use any means." Lin Feng said calmly.
Zhan Ling was stunned for a moment. This sentence seemed familiar to her, as if her master had said it before. However, it was for her brother Zhan Khan to listen. However, her master was meticulous in teaching her according to Jianghu principles.
When Lin Feng saw Zhan Ling saying nothing, he sighed and stood up and walked out. It was not convenient for Lin Feng to torture such a little girl.
Zhu Tianjiang had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw his master walking out with the red blood sword with a helpless expression, Zhu Tianjiang knew that it seemed that his master did not get what he wanted to know.
"Master, don't worry, I won't worry if this girl doesn't say anything after I attract Zhan Khan." Zhu Tianjiang said with a smile.
"Tian Jiang, what are you going to do next?" Lin Feng looked at Zhu Tian Jiang and wanted to know what his next plan was.
Zhu Tianjiang looked around, and the two of them took a few steps forward, "Master, I think one more battle will be enough. The Yangjin clan is not a good person, and Yelucha and the others will never be sincere to us.
Treat each other. Originally, I wanted to use this defeat of the Uzbek tribe to lure Zhan Khan over and kill him with a cannon. But before I captured Zhan Ling, I changed my mind. It seems that Zhan Khan is still of some use to us in Dafeng.
.I want to use his sister to make a deal with Zhan Khan to divide the Azure Kingdom into two parts. This will not only stop the war and let us go back early, but also make them enemies of each other, all rushing to show favor to us, Dafeng.
"
Lin Feng frowned, "Tianxiang, I agree with Emperor Chengwu's idea. However, I'm afraid the Tianqing clan won't agree."
"Whoever disagrees, I will help the other party to beat him."
"You have killed so many people from the Uzbek tribe. I'm afraid they will hate you to the core. Even if you help the Uzbek tribe, the Zhanhan brothers will not spare you."
"Haha, there is no war without death. If you say so, then the tribes that the Wu tribe destroyed will become mortal enemies with them, and they will no longer be members of the tribe." Zhu Tianjiang said disgracefully.
Lin Feng looked at Zhu Tianjiang with a serious face and said silently, "Tianjiang, I don't care what you do, but you have to find a way to find out the origin of the Red Blood Sword."
Zhu Tianjiang smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Master, leave this matter to me."
Zhu Tianjiang sent Lin Feng back to his room, and when he came back, he quietly took a look at Zhan Ling, but did not go in. Zhu Tianjiang knew that this girl would definitely yell at him when she saw him, and Zhu Daguan did not like to be abused.
The news of the defeat of the Uzbek tribe reached Zhan Khan’s camp in less than a day. Some wounded Uzbek soldiers who had escaped also gathered at Zhan Khan’s camp. They learned that Zhan Ling’s 30,000-strong army had been surrendered by Zhu Tian.
After eating it, Zhan Khan smashed the commander's case in anger. All the generals thought that Zhan Khan was going to withdraw his troops and send troops to Kaser City. Who knew that Zhan Khan did not do this, and still followed the previous deployment to blockade the royal capital to Kaser City.
The road to Secheng.
After waiting for five or six days in a row, almost all the wounded soldiers who had escaped from Kaser City had arrived, but Zhan Khan never waited for the shadow of his sister Zhan Ling. In Zhan Khan's heart, his sister Zhan Ling's superb light kung fu would not let Ka Se.
The Yangjin army in Secheng captured him. With the red blood sword in his hand, he could escape even if he encountered a master. Perhaps the spirit divination felt that he was defeated and had no face to see him, so he deliberately hid outside and did not come back.
On the morning of the seventh day, an army of more than 20,000 people came together with Zhan Khan. Zhan Khan had not taken any action, just waiting for Zhou Yantian's army. The commander and deputy commander of the army were both Zhu Tianjiang.
acquaintances. It can be said that no one is more familiar with Zhu Tianjiang than these two in terms of battle. Because this time it was Prince Xuanming of Dafeng and his uncle Ebilong who led Zhou Yantian's army.
As soon as Zhou Yantian's army arrived, Zhan Khan immediately raised his tent and ordered the three armies on the left, center and right to break out of camp immediately. Zhan Khan was going to use absolute force this time to bloodbath Kaser City!