Ren Jinlong held him down and said, "Good disciple, after you finish this glass of wine with me, you can go out and watch the fun!"
Zhao Meng stared and said, "Master, what are you talking about? Brother Yelvxiu has been stationed in Yingzhou for more than half a month. He has been eyeing our capital city of Bianliang, and now he comes to attack the enemy again. How can I just sit back and ignore it? Master, please go first.
Wait a minute, watch me rip off that guy’s head and serve it to you!”
Ren Jinlong said: "Such a good wine and food will not taste good when it is cold. If you go and only Brother Yuanxiu and I are left, wouldn't it be too boring?"
At this time, Yuan Xiu said with a smile: "Little Fourth Brother, do you think this is good? We will move the banquet to the top of the city to eat, and let Zhao Meng fight with Brother Yelvxiu. With you as the master in charge, Zhao Meng must be
Meng will definitely win the first battle!"
Zhao Meng said happily: "That's right, Master! You and His Highness the Crown Prince will stay at the top of the city for me while I go deal with that Brother Yelvxiu!"
Ren Jinlong laughed loudly and said: "This is a good idea, then let's go to the top of the city to have a drink!"
Yuan Xiu's eyes flickered, with a hint of pride that he was getting what he wanted, so he left the house together with Ren Jinlong and Zhao Meng, and walked side by side towards the top of the city. The imperial guards behind him packed the banquet into food boxes and trotted over to it.
At the top of the city.
I saw Zhao Meng finding a spiked mace from nowhere, tearing open the clothes on his chest, revealing the bushes of heart-protecting hair. He walked quickly towards the city gate. Ren Jinlong and Yuan Xiu went to the top of the city.
Seeing that the entrance to the crenel was crowded with heavily armed sergeants. When a big man saw Yuan Xiu, he immediately clasped his fists and saluted respectfully: "Prince, are you here?"
Yuan Xiu nodded slightly and pulled Ren Jinlong to the crenel to look down. The people around him didn't notice it at first, but Ren Jinlong's armor was so dazzling that they couldn't help but look back. Many soldiers had already recognized that this was
The flying man in the sky before was now walking with the prince. It was really strange.
A middle-aged man with a purple face turned around, looked at Ren Jinlong, was slightly surprised, and then said to Yuan Xiu: "Your Highness, this is..."
Yuan Xiu said calmly: "This is one of my little brothers, his name is..."
Before he finished speaking, Ren Jinlong said: "Thank you for your hard work, my name is Ren Jinlong!"
At this time, a soldier whispered a few words into the ear of the purple-faced man. After hearing this, the purple-faced man's face changed slightly, and he looked at Ren Jinlong suspiciously and said: "I dare to ask my little brother, at dusk, you jumped from the air to the city.
Above the head?"
Ren Jinlong smiled and said: "Yes, it's me."
The purple-faced man nodded, and then said to Yuan Xiu: "I just heard from my soldiers that this little brother has extraordinary skills. He can sweep away more than a dozen people with one stick. He is really a warrior!"
Yuan Xiu smiled and said: "What is this? You haven't really seen my brother's ability yet!"
At this moment, a soldier hurriedly ran up, knelt down on one knee and said, "Commander, General Zhao Meng was leaving the city just now, and he even had a mace in his hand!"
"This guy is too impatient!" Before the purple-faced man could speak, Yuan Xiu laughed and said, "Commander, let the soldiers open the city gate and let Zhao Meng out for a while with Brother Yelvxiu!"
The purple-faced man pondered for a moment and said worriedly: "Prince, although Zhao Meng is very brave, Brother Yelvxiu is not something ordinary people can resist. I'm worried that he is wrong..."
Yuan Xiu said calmly: "It doesn't matter. With my brother here, you can relax! You will know what he can do when you see him!"
Ren Jinlong said: "Brother Yuanxiu, what are you talking about? The banquet has been set, let's drink and rob the formation for my apprentice!"
Yuan Xiu looked back and saw that the guards had already laid out the food and wine. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Come on, come on, Marshal Li, today I will be here to catch the wind for my brother, and secondly, I will be watching the enemy's plundering formation for Zhao Meng!"
The purple-faced man was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself: Who is this young man in golden armor that can make the prince think so highly of him? He couldn't refuse, so he had to clasp his fists and say: "I obey my orders!" Then he let the soldier go down.
The city gate was opened.
The three of them sat down by the crenel, and someone next to them filled their glasses with wine. Ren Jinlong glanced down, and saw a dark sea of people, mountains, and swords on the opposite side. The Khitan warriors were all bright and energetic, and among them was a pink horse.
Immediately, a man sat upright, with a short beard like a hook, a fierce face, and holding a Qifeng Chaoyang Sword in his hand. It was Brother Yelvxiu, the first Khitan general!
Brother Yelvxiu led his people to the city. He wanted to order an attack on the city, but the archers on the city wall shot back random arrows. He held the city gate and refused to fight. He immediately ordered the formation officers to shout curses and try to provoke them out of the city.
people. Unexpectedly, after shouting for a long time, only one person came out, and I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.
Looking further down, I saw Zhao Meng alone, carrying a spiked mace, carelessly walking out of the city, and stood in front of Brother Yelvxiu. He had just drank two glasses of wine, and his whole body was restless and his blood was boiling.
Looking at Brother Yelvxiu, he said fiercely: "Beilu, are you Brother Yelvxiu?"
Brother Yelvxiu had been at war with the Song Dynasty for many years. He was no stranger to Chinese in the Central Plains, so he understood it very clearly. He immediately said in Chinese: "I am Brother Yelvxiu! Who are you? Why did you come out alone?"
Zhao Meng said: "I can kill you by myself!"
Brother Yelvxiu thought to himself: This man is strong and rude, and he must be a simple-minded guy. He dares to fight against my army of 200,000 people single-handedly. There is really no one left in the Song Dynasty! Then he sneered: "You fool, you are a southern barbarian.
You, alone, want to kill me? It’s simply a fool’s errand!”
Zhao Meng was furious. Without saying a word, he jumped up and struck Brother Yelvxiu with a club. The nail-studded mace weighed seventy or eighty kilograms and was covered with iron nails. The force of this club was naturally considerable.
Brother Yelvxiu saw that he was approaching with great force, and knew that this man's strength must be beyond ordinary people, so he did not dare to neglect him. He tentatively raised the Qi Feng Chaoyang knife and held it against the mace. The two weapons connected, and sparks suddenly flew out.
There was a crisp sound, which shook Brother Yelvxiu's pink horse back a few steps. The horse snorted suddenly and shook its head. It was obvious that it was also seriously shaken.
Looking at Zhao Meng again, he was completely fine. He smiled and said, "Brother Yeluxiu, you have some strength! But your strength is far inferior to your Grandpa Meng!" As he said that, he jumped up again and raised his wolf fangs.
The stick circled for a full moon, and then hit the ground with thunderous force.
At this time, Brother Yeluxiu already knew that Zhao Meng was extremely powerful and did not dare to take his mace. He raised the Chaoyang Knife and drew the mace aside. Then he stabbed Zhao Meng with his backhand and went straight to Zhao Meng's neck.
Come on. Although Zhao Meng is rude, he is not a reckless person. Seeing Brother Yelu Xiu's sword coming very quickly, he immediately lowered his head to dodge, withdrew the mace and pointed it towards the horse's head.
Brother Yeluxiu thought to himself: This southern barbarian is quite dexterous and knows how to attack my war horse. It seems that it really shouldn’t be underestimated. He immediately reined in the horse and backed away diagonally. Zhao Meng’s mace failed and he couldn’t help but explode with a loud bang.
He jumped up and hit him on the head again, wishing he could knock Brother Yelvxiu off his horse.
Brother Yelu Xiu's heart was pounding. Seeing him hitting the left and right with his left and right sticks, he couldn't help but frown and thought, why is this guy like a withered cow, with endless strength? His eyes immediately changed,
With his fighting spirit raised, he opened his Qi Feng Chaoyang Sword and fought with Zhao Meng.
The two men spun around, each with their weapons raised, one on horseback and the other on foot. They fought for more than ten rounds in a short time. Ren Jinlong saw it clearly at the crenel. It was only then that he realized that Brother Yeluxiu's martial arts was actually
With such proficiency, a Qi Feng Chaoyang Sword flew up and down as fast as lightning. Although Zhao Meng was strong, his moves and movements were quite clumsy, and he only relied on his stick and heaviness. But the more he fought, the braver he became.
, his whole body seemed to have endless energy. For a moment, he was evenly matched with Brother Yelvxiu.
Brother Yeluxiu became more and more frightened as he fought. Zhao Meng dared to fight with him alone. If he really lost to him this time, he would probably greatly damage the morale of the soldiers. Not to mention that there were people watching from the top of the city.
With tens of thousands of Song soldiers, if this continues, won't our side be defeated in a big defeat?
Thinking of this, the sword in his hand danced even more fiercely, and he slashed at it with the sound of wind. His moves with the sword were really amazing. The sword never left Zhao Meng's vital points, and the fight lasted more than twenty rounds.
The people on the top of the city were stunned. Ren Jinlong threw away an empty wine bowl and said to Yuan Xiu: "My apprentice is extremely powerful and full of courage. He can be called a hero."
Li Jixuan twirled his wine glass and said, "This little brother, what is your name?"
Ren Jinlong said quietly: "My name is Ren Jinlong."
Li Jixuan said: "In your opinion, who of these two can win?"
Everyone couldn't help but look down, and saw that Yeluxiu's horse was fast and sharp, and his moves were smart and elegant, and he had surrounded Zhao Meng. But looking at Zhao Meng, he only relied on his strength, but his moves were quite clumsy.
A moment ago, it was hard to guarantee that he would be defeated at the hands of Brother Yelvxiu. But Ren Jinlong smiled faintly and said proudly: "How can my apprentice defeat the battle? Just watch, Zhao Meng will definitely win!"
Everyone shook their heads in silence, obviously not agreeing with his words. Li Jixuan said in his heart: I don’t know where the prince found such a stupid boy, and he could actually accept Zhao Meng as his disciple? Then Brother Yelvxiu is
The first Khitan general, his kung fu is extraordinary right away. If the fight continues, Zhao Meng would be better off losing, but his life would be in danger. But you, this young man, are so arbitrary and stupid, thinking that he will definitely win, which is really disappointing.
joke!
Ren Jinlong didn't pay attention to his questioning expression, and continued to look down with his hands on his mouth. At this time, Zhao Meng and Brother Yeluxiu had fought for more than thirty rounds, but the nail-nail mace was no better than before.
It's inferior, every hit of the mace has the force of a thousand catties. But Brother Yelvxiu is so smart, he knows how to avoid the sharp edge, and never makes direct contact with his mace. He only relies on clever moves to defeat the enemy.
Zhao Meng couldn't hit him, and he became more and more impatient. Several pieces of his skin were cut by his Chaoyang knife, and blood immediately flowed down. Everyone on the top of the city saw it clearly, and they all sweated for Zhao Meng.
Xiu whispered to Ren Jinlong: "Little...brother Jinlong, do you think Zhao Meng needs you to rescue him now?"