The sky was dark, and the clouds in the night were surging, like a sea hanging upside down in the sky.
The orange-red fireworks light slowly rose between the sky and the earth.
In the dilapidated and chaotic backyard, a brief and strange confrontation is taking place.
Jin Yongsheng, who suddenly arrived here, calmly scanned the surrounding scenery, and looked at the several figures in the dim light with cautious and suspicious eyes.
The four figures all looked strangely embarrassed. A young man and a younger monk, who didn’t know where they came from, were surrounding Li Yanfeng one after another. The previously majestic monkey
Wang was now covered in mud, with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He didn't know what kind of battle he had gone through before. Yan Yunzhi, the only one among the four who was wearing neat clothes and makeup, was standing in a strange posture. It seemed that he had been injured in the previous fight.
The surrounding yard was in a mess, several sections of earthen walls collapsed, and even a rockery was knocked away. The traces seemed to be new.
It is unimaginable that in the short period of time after Li Yanfeng got rid of them and caught up with Yan Yunzhi, what a fierce fight took place in the entire courtyard. For a moment, it was difficult to tell which family the young man and the little monk belonged to.
people.
"This girl is yours."
"……Um?"
After a simple conversation, Li Yanfeng stood holding on to the half-decayed rockery and let out a long sigh of relief. Jin Yongsheng heard these words and responded while giving Li Yanfeng a probing look. Li Yanfeng also had a similar look on his face.
The smile was not a smile. His right eye was swollen, and some mud fell from the swollen eyelid. The monkey king stretched out his hand to wipe the mud away. His hair was messy and his eyes were calm.
The young man and the young monk who had just gone through the fight were also walking slowly in the darkness, taking advantage of this moment of confrontation to adjust the breathing rhythm between their mouths and noses.
Where Jin Yongsheng couldn't see him, the young man quietly waved his hand towards Yan Yunzhi.
Jin Yongsheng held the iron abacus and tentatively walked towards Yan Yunzhi. The young man walked sideways, blocking Jin Yongsheng's gaze towards Yan Yunzhi. The young monk surrounded Li Yanfeng, shook his arms, and came closer to Jin Yongsheng. Once Jin Yongsheng continued to move towards
Before that, he and the young man formed a double-team on Jin Yongsheng.
A slowly deforming quadrilateral was formed between the four people. In this moment, no one showed any killing intent. Li Yanfeng stood still, Jin Yongsheng smiled, and the young man walked slowly, spreading his arms and doing a few stretches.
In this movement, the little monk put his hands on his hips and twisted his neck slightly.
Another orange-red firework climbed up into the night sky, soaking in light.
The young man waved his hand backward, and his five fingers flicked out and back between the light and darkness.
"……run!"
Yan Yunzhi retreated towards the rear.
Jin Yongsheng looked at Li Yanfeng. At this moment, gloom and murderous intent had already flooded the monkey king's expression. The muscles on his right arm were tense, and he grabbed a piece of bluestone that was repairing the rockery on his side. In an instant, he had used his maximum strength.
The power must be thrown at Yan Yunzhi.
The rockery was torn apart and stone chips flew everywhere.
Almost at the same moment, the young man who was walking slowly threw the flying knife in his hand. His toes picked up the long stick that Li Yanfeng had dropped on the ground and reached out to grab it.
The shadow of the stick was about to roar, and the heavy iron abacus in Jin Yongsheng's hand on the other side had already been thrown out.
The thrown knife pierced Li Yanfeng's shoulder, causing the stone he threw to miss the mark instantly and whizzed past the young man's side. At the same time, the iron abacus hit the wooden stick in the young man's hand with a "boom" sound.
, the stick broke, and the boy's figure was sent flying backward.
Yan Yunzhi had already used all her strength to leap into the distance. The moment she turned back, the young man's figure was almost thrown back more than ten feet by Jin Yongsheng's iron abacus. The full force of the iron abacus could almost break the outer wall of the house.
, the young man named Long Aotian endured the blow firmly, which made her scalp feel numb, but at this moment, she could only run forward with all her strength.
In the peripheral vision, the young man's body rolled backwards in the mud, and then his legs landed on the ground, and he stood up half of his body. On the other side of the darkness, Li Yanfeng was like a tiger charging madly, and the white ape was running along with his arms.
The momentum came like a meteor hammer, seemingly destroying everything in its path. But the young man didn't hesitate at all, and opened his arms to face Li Yanfeng.
There was a loud bang, and the two sides collided with each other. Li Yanfeng rushed over with a heavy punch, knocking the young man who hurriedly approached and tried to stop him and rolled away.
In the darkness, the Monkey King's steps were huge and he was chasing after him ferociously. He had been besieged by the young man and the little monk before, and was in a state of panic. Now he struck out with anger, and his silhouette in the night looked crazy. However, the next moment,
His running figure was suddenly pulled and smashed from the air to the ground, and the young man's figure jumped up behind him.
"Your grandfather..."
Yan Yunzhi ran out of the yard, and heard the figure of the young man named Long Aotian echoing dullly in the night sky, with blood in his mouth. Although he was not as old as Li Yanfeng, what he revealed at this moment was,
But he is crazy and domineering in spite of everything.
"Your grandfather..."
"Let you..."
"……have they gone--"
Accompanying this roar were the sounds of entanglement and fighting coming from behind.
Yan Yunzhi ran as hard as he could.
Although the two sides had a disagreement when they were in Tongshan, and even her innocent reputation was ruined by the other party's light words, at this moment, she also clearly understood in her heart that Li Yanfeng and Jin Yongsheng were standing in front of them in this night.
, how difficult it is.
Why on earth did he do this? We can only ask later.
In the dim light, Li Yanfeng and Long Aotian fought together and collapsed the wall next to him. The young man's mouth was full of blood, but he grabbed him and hit his face endlessly with several headbutts.
When he came over, the fierce look in his eyes made him look like he was looking for someone to change his life.
Li Yanfeng has been in the world for decades, and he prides himself on being fierce, but he rarely encounters an opponent who is so skilled in martial arts but doesn't treat him as a human being at all. But after thinking about it, it makes sense. The opponent is only fifteen or sixteen years old.
Young people, how do you understand the preciousness of life? This kind of kid is the most crazy!
He has been practicing martial arts for many years and has become famous. He has great attainments in martial arts, and his internal strength is actually much higher than that of his opponent. However, during this fight, he could not suppress the opponent's madness. His heart boiled with anger, and then he
He was dragged and rolled into the mud by the opponent.
On the other side, Jin Yongsheng was suddenly attacked by the young monk, and it was not easy for him for a while.
After all, he had just arrived here. Facing the short figure, he felt a little overwhelmed. However, as the little monk rushed towards him, the old man who was used to opening and closing roads at large realized the difficulty of the other party.
.The small figure wielded the knife with both hands and only attacked the position below the knees, causing him to stumble from side to side while running and dodging, and in the end he almost leaned down to deal with the opponent's blade.
In martial arts competitions, there are various ways to compete. However, when it comes to the number of ways, lying on the ground with a knife and lying on the fist are definitely among the top. This kind of rolling and slashing style of fighting on the ground does not seem to be the best.
It's not popular, but in fact, because the feet are far less agile than the hands, what is really difficult to prevent is often the three-way offensive. Even some armies will specially train the lying sword technique. The formations on the battlefield will be chaotic, and people will rush to the battlefield.
Once on the ground, he specializes in cutting off people's legs and feet, and can achieve good results most of the time.
This little monk's sword skills are obviously an evolution of the lying sword, but they are specially designed to suit his height - Jin Yongsheng doesn't know which unscrupulous elder did this. Most people teach children to practice martial arts.
, we usually lay a good foundation when we are young, and then come out to kill people when we are older. What is the use of teaching a child a set of fighting methods to match his height? Will it become useless when he grows up?
After all, he has been in the martial arts world for many years. Although he was used to being in and out of things in the past, and his waist is not that good now that he is old, he bent over to deal with a vicious child, but in the end nothing happened. It was just a rush.
During the response time, there was no time left to chase after Yan Yunzhi. For a while, he had to curse the young monk and elder's wickedness in his heart while seriously dealing with the attack of this vicious child.
And when he saw Li Yanfeng and the young man beating each other in the ruins, he felt a little numb. Compared with the ferocity of the young man's actions, the viciousness of the child's actions now made people feel
It actually felt a little better.
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In the midst of a fight that seemed to be boiling over, the blade cut across the body and seemed to take away part of the life firmly.
Life has become incomplete.
Liang Siyi accompanied You Hongzhuo in the street conflicts full of hostility. Every moment, she seemed to be overwhelmed by this hostility...
…
Liang Siyi remembered that there was a time when getting hurt was as easy as eating.
Or rather, during such a period of time, even eating was not a simple matter.
From the first time the Jurchens went south more than ten years ago to the fall of the Central Plains, the area south of Yanmen Pass and north of the Jin Dynasty always bore the brunt of every war.
Liang Siyi's home is in Taiyuan. When the Jurchens first went south, this ancient city was defended by Qin Shaohe for nearly a year. After the first rescue of Bianliang, the court's reinforcements did not arrive, and Taiyuan finally ran out of ammunition and food.
Jue, experienced a retaliatory massacre after the city was broken.
Liang Siyi was still young at that time, and she had even forgotten how she survived in the mud of corpses.
My parents died in the chaos of the massacre, and Taiyuan was burned to the ground and never rebuilt.
From then on, the sky and the earth in her eyes were all gray and black.
At some point, a middle-aged man named Wang Juyun came to that desperate land to help beggars and teach martial arts. She almost forgot when she followed him. Beggars and hungry people with no way out.
They gathered behind the man who carried two swords on his back and wore a shabby gray robe. Sometimes they could get a bite to eat, but many times, everyone was hungry. Some people died and some left.
There was a lot of suffering in the intermittent hunger and separation. In the years when wars were raging, the infrastructure in the area south of Yanmen Pass was almost completely destroyed. People who were able to go south had already left and stayed here.
Those around them may be old, weak, sick or disabled, or may be led by beasts and cannibalistic bandits. Even if there are people who want to live a good life and plant a field, they will sooner or later experience the devastation of bandits.
His adoptive father Wang Juyun always rescued people in the ruins.
He was someone who could go south, and after gathering a group of people, he could also take them to a better place to start over. But year after year, he never left that ruined land. Most of the time
, they fought with the bandits in that land, fought with the ragtag army under Liu Yu, and even ambushed and killed the Jurchen envoys. Sometimes, they were defeated in the battle and were killed by nearby soldiers.
Big and small gangs burned down the village.
The man holding the two swords never fell.
As more and more people around us gradually grew, their power expanded, but more supplies were needed. From time to time, someone would suggest that everyone move, and from time to time, someone would leave. Every year, there would always be a few times when the hair would quickly turn gray and the hair would turn gray.
The old Wang Juyun would gather the children or young people around him, point in the direction of Taiyuan and say to them: "You are the loyal queens. Your fathers were the first to resist the Jurchens in those ruins and will do so until death."
!”
Liang Siyi didn't know if her parents had participated in the frontal resistance, but occasionally when she heard people talk about such things, she would feel that there was still some light in this gray and black world.
Being adopted as an adopted son and daughter by Wang Juyun actually does not mean that you have many privileges in the military. For more than ten years, there have been hundreds of people adopted as adopted sons and daughters by Wang Juyun. They have no food and clothing.
Warm, but you still have to practice martial arts every day, and those who practice well can eat more.
For a period of time, there was considerable hatred and opposition among these adopted sons and daughters. They fought on the school grounds, and sometimes they got so angry that they even killed people.
But in such chaotic years, every time they fought side by side against the raging bandits and rampant armies in that land, they could gradually accumulate some family affection.
Liang Siyi was born in such an environment. She fought with her brothers and sisters on the school field. Sometimes she beat others until their noses were bruised and swollen, and sometimes she was beaten to a bloody head. At those times, healing medicine was very precious.
He didn't eat much, and he was injured several times. Liang Siyi didn't even know how he survived.
When his adoptive father Wang Juyun occasionally appeared, he would always watch them fight each other indifferently, and then indifferently teach them how to improve their killing techniques. He was such a cold and steely man. Later, because he used his "children" as the basis
Having laid the foundation of being a "rebellious master", some scholars or people from the outside world always criticize him for his hypocrisy and cold-bloodedness.
Some children or young people have also had such resentful thoughts. After gaining some abilities, they angrily left the "Chaos Master" and went south to look for a better way out. Regarding these things, Chaos
Some purges were carried out among the divisions, but in fact they never achieved much results.
From this, the beggar army existing in the ruins always seems to be an ordinary and strange existence in the entire world. What is unusual is that this army does not show much benevolence and righteousness.
Come, but there is not much benevolence and righteousness in the whole world; and the strange thing is that the beggar-like army has always been entrenched in that ruin-like area, gradually expelling many bandits and bringing the past
Slowly picking up the pieces and surviving tenaciously.
During the Jurchen's fourth march south, they once again bore the brunt of the battle and encountered the strongest Jurchen West Route Army in the world... Although after that, they began to join forces with the Jin troops and the Chinese army, but there was only one thing
The family fortune was once again wiped out in such a torrent.
They experienced continuous fighting, fighting against the Jurchens and the Shanxi separatist forces led by Liao Yiren. The weapons of the "rebellion divisions" were not sophisticated, and the training was not actually excellent. The only thing worthy of praise was perhaps that every time
In the battles, they, the adopted sons and daughters of the "Wang Family Army", took charge of the battlefield and even launched the charge first.
Perhaps because they have suffered for so many years, these adopted sons and daughters who are still among the rebels rarely flee out of fear when facing the battlefield. If they do not flee, the soldiers below, even if they are not strong in combat, often
Be able to muster the courage to move forward.
"You are the loyal queens. Your fathers were the first to resist the Jurchens in those ruins and will do so until death!"
During the two or three consecutive years of fighting in Jin, she had seen too many of her companions die, and she herself had fallen into a pool of blood several times. A general died in a hundred battles, and a strong man returned after ten years. On such a battlefield, could people survive?
What relies more on is often just luck, but in addition to luck, there are also some older and more mature brothers and sisters who take the initiative to take on the most dangerous tasks, and some rely on desperate battles on dangerous battlefields.
He saved her, but he died generously.
On such a battlefield, for more than two years, Liang Siyi sent away countless brothers and sisters. And she herself woke up after being injured again and again.
Some people think that people will gradually get used to this feeling if they are injured too much, but in fact, no one can really get used to it. In the intersection of every sword, people's lives will become broken, and sometimes even...
...those who survive will hate themselves.
…
"...let's go——"
Embarrassed figures dashed among the crowd.
Blood flowed from his forehead, dyeing his vision scarlet red, and the pain and weakness caused by the sword swinging across his body continued.
The crowds of people on the roadside were running away, some were running away, and some were rushing over. After swiping away the enemies in front with sword light, a hooked sickle with a long handle roared from behind. With her instant reaction, she subconsciously leaned towards her with her back.
The handle of the gun, the bright hook and sickle, almost pierced into her shoulder. Before the opponent could exert any force, Liang Siyi slashed with the sword in his hands, splitting the wooden handle of the hook and sickle spear into three pieces!
I don’t know how many times I have been struck by swords all over my body. I can already feel the coolness in the night as my body gradually weakens. But the most uncomfortable thing is the obsession of not being able to die generously. This obsession comes from
The man beside him named You Hongzhuo.
In the more than two years of war in Jin, the "Rebellion Division" led by Wang Juyun was the unit with the highest casualties.
The army trained in the material-deficient land near Yanmenguan used to be lacking in materials and training. When it comes to the quality on the battlefield, it is actually not very high. It is just because of its unique internal system of "adopted sons" and "adopted daughters" taking the lead.
Among them, there are certain generals who "obey orders" and are not afraid of death. This combination ultimately resulted in brutal battles.
Many times, these are unnecessary casualties in the eyes of some professional generals.
After more than two years of war, a large number of familiar people had died in the flames of war, and the world of survival in the past ten years seemed to have become empty. Later, the land of Jin calmed down, and Liang Siyi was in some of the most tragic wars.
She had received a lot of awards and praises for her meritorious service, but she knew in her heart that these so-called merits were actually accumulated by her dead brothers and sisters with their lives. It was just that she was still alive, so she got the rewards.
These are just compliments.
She didn't know what to do if she was asked to lead the troops.
When it came to the Jiangning Conference, You Hongzhuo took her here to "relax" on the order of her adoptive father, and she obeyed the order.
After all, things on the battlefield are different from things in the world. When she was asked to contact Miao Zheng, something went wrong and the other party's family was killed. For Liang Siyi, such failure and incompetence made her feel painful, and these pains piled up.
But the remedy that comes with it is actually simple.
Assassinate Chen Juefang, try your best to make the other party pay for his life, and if it fails, then pay for it yourself - there is never anyone in the chaos army who is afraid of death - this has always been the logic in the army.
But she didn't expect that a knight from Jin named You Hongzhuo, whom she had been with for a few days, would also come over.
"Let's go——"
Fighting with all your strength and roaring in your mouth, for those who are used to seeing life and death, this is actually a very unscrupulous behavior. Just like seeing the sacrifice of those brothers and sisters on the battlefield, everyone knows that crying is useless
, so we can only fight hard to kill the enemy.
But at this moment, You Hongzhuo was different from those brothers and sisters after all. Although the hope was slim, Liang Siyi still hoped that the other party would turn around and run away at a certain moment, and he would risk his life here to kill the "Heavenly Sword" Tan Zheng, "
"Jackdaw" Chen Juefang and others blocked him for a moment.
But the other party remained silent, only the long knife in his hand was fierce, and the knife in the hand of Tan Zheng, who was pressing forward, created countless flames in the air.
"Walk……"
"hide--"
In the night, the clouds in the sky were about to fall. At a certain moment, as Liang Siyi shouted, You Hongzhuo turned around and rushed forward. He pushed up Liang Siyi's body with one hand and swung the long knife backwards with the other hand.
Tian Dao Tan was striding over and slashed at his arm.
The next moment blood flew, the two figures rushed past several pedestrians on the roadside and ran straight into a closed shop next to the road. This was originally a restaurant, but seeing the fighting spreading outside, the shopkeeper blocked the door with a wooden board.
The door was sealed, and with a bang, the two men broke through the door and rushed into the house. As wood chips flew everywhere, "Jackdaw" Chen Juefang and "Heavenly Sword" Tan Zheng chased and entered.
Liang Siyi's body crashed into the wooden door, and she was in severe pain, but she still managed to hold on to her feet and wanted to run towards the back of the house as quickly as possible. However, You Hongzhuo behind him hit him with greater force, and the two
The person rolled to the ground during the collision. Liang Siyi only felt the other person reaching out to grab his clothes. The two of them rolled towards the depths of the dark house. During such a roll, You Hongzhuo seemed to have kicked over a table and threw it in his hand.
Something happened.
Under the gloomy night, on this side of the street, Chen Juefang and Tan Zheng chased into the restaurant room on the roadside. The next moment, they heard a loud "Boom--" that shook the ground, and white dust carried air waves.
It shook in the restaurant and spurted out.
People on the whole long street looked that way.
Sawdust and stone chips were flying.
A figure was rushed out of the room by the air current and rolled onto the street.
It's a mess……
…
As if disturbed by the commotion on the earth, the rolling clouds gradually approached the earth, and the cold autumn rain began to fall bit by bit again.
With Jinlou as the center, the huge chaos caused by the assassination lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour on the long street. The fierce riots expanded in all directions, and were subsequently surrounded and suppressed by the forces of the Chakravartin King and others. But in this case
In the process, several tributaries of violence once broke through the defense line and headed into the distance.
At a quarter of the hour, a storm rolled through Guizhi Street, a hundred feet southeast of the Qinhuai River in Jinlou.
This was originally an inconspicuous narrow street. It suffered a military disaster when the city was destroyed. The nearby courtyard wall collapsed and many refugees lived there. After Haishi, as a large number of fireworks and arrows rose, the people under the wheel-turning king
Starting to approach Jinlou, several groups of people passed by Guizhi Street. Then, more than ten people, led by the small leader Fang Jinwen, temporarily stayed here, watching the commotion in the distance, and at the same time ordered the nearby refugees to hide back.
Don't cause trouble in your own shed or tent.
For a moment, sparse raindrops fell from the sky, and the torches on the road shook. From the dark courtyard, four figures suddenly rushed out towards the street.
These four figures, all different in height, fat and thin, chased and killed each other. The young man in the lead rushed onto the street and grabbed a long knife, and then almost turned half of the street into a Shura-like killing field.
Fang Jinwen couldn't tell who was good and bad among the four for a while, but the young man who had taken the long knife was as fierce as a tiger, and a smaller figure looked like a ghost, rushing into the crowd and running around,
Fading and appearing, behind the two people, a man grabbed a long stick and swung it like a madman, fighting the young man holding a long knife the most. The fourth figure was an old man holding a heavy hand.
He swung and smashed the iron abacus, and the tattered tables and chairs in the nearby streets were almost smashed into powder by the abacus. Even a half-collapsed earthen courtyard wall was smashed by the abacus he threw.
Four figures were fighting in the street, and several of the Chakravartin King's men who had no time to escape were involved in it. Blood flowed all over the ground, and then they rushed into the nearby shantytown and extended into the distance.
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In the darkness, Yan Yunzhi fled into the distance.
The broken ribs in my chest were causing constant pain.