Facing the sudden enemy, Cheng Sanwu did not panic at all. He raised his sword to block, moved and turned around, slightly deflecting the spear attack of the man and horse.
The fierce horse passed by, the red-robed young man hurriedly reined in the reins, and the surrounding soldiers quickly retreated to make way for the fight.
"Good energy!"
As soon as they fought, the red-robed young general's tiger's mouth ached. He was slightly surprised. He relied on the speed of his horse to charge with his gun. His offensive was so strong that even infantry covered in armor could be easily knocked away.
Holding a horizontal sword and tilting the head of the gun as if it were light weight, this is simply not something ordinary people can do.
"Little General Qi, Cheng Sanwu has made trouble, don't let him go!" Wen Changshi shouted quickly.
"Committing rebellion?" The young man in red robe looked at Cheng Sanwu: "I can't tell, what are you doing?"
This red-robed young general has a waist like a waist and a thick back. He is Qi Zhiyi, the son of the current Protector of the Four Towns. He joined the army with his father at a young age and developed good martial arts. He is currently Captain Guo Yi of the Protectorate and belongs to the mansion.
Bijiang, who often leads his cavalry to attack enemy formations, is a brave general.
Before Cheng Sanwu could answer, Su Wangting stepped forward and said, "General Qi, I am Su Wangting, the director of Baochang Society. I want to redress my grievances to the Protector of Qi. A few days ago, the Zoroastrian elder Mu Xide died suddenly.
, Wen Changshi determined that Xiao Min was a murder suspect and wanted to arrest Xiao Min and imprison him for no reason."
"Baochang Society? You're so good, what are you doing?" Qi Zhiyi looked at Wen Changshi and ordered to the soldiers around him: "You all stand guard at both ends of the street for me, and you are not allowed to approach without my order! If you violate the rules,
The order gives me twenty lashes!"
Qi Zhiyi's words carried far more weight than Wen Changshi's. All the soldiers seemed to have received a general amnesty and left in a blink of an eye, like the ebbing tide, and also dispersed the nearby people watching.
Wen Changshi was worried when he saw the soldiers leaving. He originally hoped to complete the case before Qi Dadu returned to the city, but he did not expect that Qi Zhiyi would return to Quzhi City earlier and take the initiative to intervene in the matter.
"Little General Qi, the inside story of this matter is complicated. Why don't you go back to your home first and listen to your official's detailed explanation?" Wen Changshi certainly didn't want this half-year-old kid who only knew how to fight on the battlefield to get in his way.
"If you have anything to say, just say it here." Qi Zhiyi showed no mercy to Wen Changshi: "This time to clean up the bandits in the Western Region, we really have to rely on the scouts of Baochang Society to find various mountain paths for us.
My father is still thinking about how to reward the oasis water source. If you don't treat me well, why would you do something like this?"
Wen Changshi's face froze. He had followed the Protector-General for many years, and he knew very well that the Protector-General wanted to use rewards and recruitment to gradually erode the Baochang Society and disintegrate it, thus making it impossible for the Prime Minister to interfere in the affairs of the Western Regions, and allowing the Governor's Mansion to
Handle military affairs as usual.
Although Qi Zhiyi is the youngest son of the Protector, he is just a general without any plan. He is careless and outspoken and cannot understand the foresight of the Protector. These words will only allow Baochang Society to succeed.
"Thanks to the general's favor, the common people feel honored." Su Wangting immediately echoed: "The Baochang Society can operate in the Western Regions thanks to the Qi Governor's command of the army, which makes the roads smooth and the city peaceful. However, the Qi Governor can be useful.
Where Baochang Society is located, the common people will do their best to help in order to repay the great kindness."
However, Qi Zhiyi didn't care about the flattery. He just waved his hand casually: "When father comes back, I will naturally reward you based on your merits and won't treat you badly. Cheng Sanwu, we are not over yet, let's continue!"
Qi Zhiyi didn't care about those trivial matters at all. He got off his horse and attacked Cheng Sanwu with a big gun.
"Old Cheng, be careful." Su Wangting warned in a low voice while ducking out of the way. He knew that General Qi was a well-known martial arts idiot in the Duhu Mansion, so he might as well take the opportunity to please him.
Cheng Sanwu was concentrating on it. Facing a large spear that was much longer than the horizontal sword, he was at a disadvantage. Qi Zhiyi only needed to move the end of the handle slightly, and the spear head could easily block his path, making it impossible for him to move forward.
Qi Zhiyi was young and energetic, and was determined to win. He stabbed Cheng Sanwu's chest, throat, shoulders and other parts with his spear head one after another, leaving no room for force. Each blow was a cruel move that could break muscles and bones and kill people.
Cheng Sanwu held his sword vertically in front, blocking left and right, pressing down diagonally. The sword's light was dense, and he kept parrying the heavy and fierce attack of the spear.
In Fangqian Street, there was only the sound of swords and guns clashing. Onlookers could not help but shed a cold sweat for Cheng Sanwu. He seemed to be walking in a thorn forest composed of spear points, and he would be pierced if he was not careful.
"Is this all you have?" Qi Zhiyi vigorously shook the spear, turned the stab into a block attack, and fell heavily. Cheng Sanwu raised the knife with his right hand and held the back of the knife with his left elbow, blocking the heavy blow.
Cheng Sanwu's knees sank slightly, and he released his strength to the ground. A circle of flying dust spread out under his feet, which showed how powerful Qi Zhiyi's block shot was. If Cheng Sanwu hadn't been so amazingly powerful, his shoulders and bones would have been broken long ago.
Broken ribs.
In the face of provocation, Cheng Sanwu also had the idea of being competitive. Due to Qi Zhiyi's identity and Su Wangting's instructions, he could only concentrate on defense so that the little general Qi could enjoy his life.
"This is not like the legendary 'Baochang Fierce Sword' that chased and annihilated the Golden Eagle Tribe and built the capital." Qi Zhiyi dragged his gun back and said displeasedly: "Come on, come on, if you can't satisfy me, then Bao Chang's Sword"
I don’t care about the bad things in Changfang.”
Cheng Sanwu snorted coldly, then lowered his body, took out an arrow and rushed to the side, as fast as lightning. He raised his foot and stepped on the wall of the workshop, used the force to turn, flew forward and swung his knife, slashing Qi Zhiyi's head and face.
"Well done!"
Qi Zhiyi took half a step back, raised the gun diagonally, rotated the gun barrel, and made a circular movement. The gun barrel immediately acted like a swinging iron rope, skillfully blocking the horizontal knife.
However, the moment the blade hit the barrel of the gun, Cheng Sanwu suddenly stopped his strength, slid the sword slightly horizontally, turned his attack, and swept towards the opponent's lower body.
Qi Zhiyi dragged his gun back, pulled the gun away from him and swept across, blocking the blade. A fierce internal force shook out from the big gun like a strange python turning over, and it could explode as powerful as a whip at a short distance. Qi Zhiyi passed by
I don't know how many heads of horsemen and thieves were smashed with this move.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Sanwu also pulled away and retreated, holding knives with both hands, and followed the momentum of the big gun to increase his strength. While avoiding the killing move, he drove the big gun in Qi Zhiyi's hand to make circular motions, making a roar to break through the air.
The sound of wind. The inner strength of the two people was entangled and urged, causing a strong wind in Fangqian Street, making onlookers unable to open their eyes.
The two of them had great luck, relying solely on their breath to support them. Qi Zhiyi was a brave cavalryman, and his marksmanship was powerful and powerful. His muscles and bones had been strengthened since childhood, and he was best able to withstand a protracted and fierce battle. After just a round of fierce fighting,
, still not blushing or out of breath.
However, Cheng Sanwu had extraordinary spiritual power, and the internal energy in his body was constantly increasing, so that Qi Zhiyi's big gun bent into an arc like a rope.
According to common sense, the big spear in Qi Zhiyi's hand is much longer than the horizontal knife in Cheng Sanwu's hand. An inch longer is an inch stronger. Qi Zhiyi can step forward and stab Cheng Sanwu directly.
But at this moment, the two people are fighting each other's inner strength and are entangled endlessly. If either side changes the direction of their strength, the stalemate balance will immediately be destroyed. The inner strength of both sides collapses and becomes unbalanced. The heavier gun will coerce the two people's inner strength, causing
Qi Zhiyi stumbled and fell.
At this moment of competition, falling to the ground meant being at the mercy of the opponent, so Qi Zhiyi did not dare to risk his gun.
But internal energy cannot be pushed endlessly, it is all supported by a breath. Whoever fails to maintain the breath will immediately show his disgrace.
Even though Qi Zhiyi had a deep breath and had to breathe in such a fierce confrontation, the breath of Cheng Sanwu on the opposite side seemed to be endless, and his internal energy became heavier and heavier. Qi Zhiyi felt as if the big gun in his hand was filled with lead, and it was so heavy that he was about to lift his weight.
Can't get up.
On the side, Su Wangting watched the swords and spears twisting and twisting, and he was even more frightened. If he was not careful in this situation, both of them would be injured. He did not want this result.
Seeing Qi Zhiyi's face gradually turning red and swollen, it was obvious that he had reached his limit. However, Cheng Sanwu continued to build up his inner strength, and then a crisp sound was heard. The big gun in Qi Zhiyi's hand was the first to be unable to withstand it, and it broke!
The inner strength of both of them was released at the same time, and a silent thunder seemed to explode in the street in front of the square, with air waves surging and flying dust rising.
Qi Zhiyi took a few steps back, his chest felt suffocating and he could barely catch his breath. Due to his excessive luck, his arms also became numb.
On the other hand, Cheng Sanwu was still standing where he was, motionless, with the same look on his face.
"Okay, okay, I really live up to my reputation as the number one master of the Baochang Society. It's no wonder that the Baochang Society is so prosperous." Qi Zhiyi adjusted his breath for a moment, and then he praised him loudly.
He lowered his head and looked at the half of the gun shaft in his hand. He saw that the fracture was not flat. Under the internal strength of the two people, the wood at the fracture had become a spiral shape, as if it had been twisted by a huge force.
The gun shaft in Qi Zhiyi's hand was made of Taishan Dragon Subduing Wood. The surface was wrapped with rope and painted. It was moderately tough and could be used by both infantry and cavalry. It was not something ordinary soldiers could afford.
"Please forgive me, General Qi." Su Wangting was the most perceptive and took the initiative to step forward and cross his hands as a salute: "I will send a batch of good wood later to compensate the young general."
"Hey, what the hell!" Qi Zhiyi casually put away half of the gun barrel: "It's just a gun barrel. I don't have a hundred or eighty in my hand. You don't need to pay for it."
Su Wangting could only smile in response. Qi Zhiyi was the son of the Chief Protector of the Four Towns, so of course he did not care about this small loss. In the eyes of this young general Qi, he did not know how many gun barrels would be broken in one battle.
Qi Zhiyi, who had had enough of it, stepped forward and said to Cheng Sanwu: "It would be a waste of your skills to stay in Baochang Society. Why not come to the Duhu Mansion and become a cavalry captain directly here? If you do a good job, you will be better off."
It can make up for a military official."
Cheng Sanwu replied calmly: "I appreciate the little general's kindness. I'm used to being undisciplined, so I'm afraid I won't feel comfortable in the army."
"Are you uncomfortable?" Qi Zhiyi did not persuade him anymore, but turned to Su Wangting and said, "Mr. Su, did you just want to avenge yourself?"
"Exactly." Su Wangting said: "The causes and consequences of this matter are quite complicated, involving the recent turmoil in the Western Regions and the Zoroastrian holy artifact Mani Pearl, and there may be a conspiracy and planning by the mastermind behind the scenes. I hope to see the Great Protector of Qi in person and explain the whole story.
."
"Oh, that's right." Qi Zhiyi nodded and agreed: "Okay, anyway, my father will be able to return to Quzhi City in about two or three days. I will inform him and prevent good people from being wronged."
Su Wangting thanked him repeatedly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Fortunately, this young general with a straightforward temperament and a martial arts fanatic came back, and Cheng Sanwu was with him to fight with him, so he was able to overcome the current difficulties.
"Then you stay in Baochangfang and wait for my father to send someone to summon you." Qi Zhiyi turned around and said to Wen Changshi: "Did you hear it too?"
"Little General, if you let the suspects stay in Lifang, I'm afraid they will escape." Wen Changshi still tried to save the situation.
Qi Zhiyi's face was full of irritation and impatience: "Where did the suspects come from? If they really killed those Zoroastrian elders, why would they still stay in Quzhi City? My father still wants to employ people, but you are acting so recklessly. What are your intentions?"
"I have been ordered by the Great Protector to guard Quzhi City, and I dare not neglect it at all." Wen Changshi bowed in obeisance, but his words contained a hint of confidence.
"Then let's wait until my father comes back before we make a decision!" Qi Zhiyi waved his hand and said, "At worst, two teams of people will be left to guard outside the workshop."
Wen Changshi was reluctant and could only bow his head and say yes. After Qi Zhiyi gave these instructions, he got on his horse and said to Cheng Sanwu before leaving: "You should think about it again, and come to the Protectorate to see me when you have decided.
"
Seeing Qi Zhiyi leading the soldiers and horses of the Protectorate away, Su Wangting felt relieved, and then he patted Cheng Sanwu on the shoulder and said: "Thanks to you, Old Cheng, for taking action this time, otherwise I wouldn't know how to please this young general...
...Old Cheng, why are you standing still?"
"It's okay, I just need to change my shoes."
After the crowd around him dispersed, Cheng Sanwu took another step. The soles of his shoes fell off and turned into two pieces of debris. It was obviously caused by his struggle with Qi Zhiyi.
At this time, Afu took a closer look and exclaimed: "It's like two bison horns touching each other, and even the ground will be broken by you."
"It's rare for warriors to compete directly with each other's inner strength like this. The two internal energies of each other meet like a flood, forming a whirlpool and undercurrent, which is dangerous and unpredictable. If either side's strength relaxes, the other's inner strength will immediately impact the physical muscles and bones.
, it can cause internal injuries in an instant." Mr. Changqing stood up on crutches and said:
"In addition to activating the power of the muscles and bones, the operation of internal energy also relies on the maintenance of the breath in the body. The deeper the breath, the longer the internal energy. The only weakness of a warrior is to remove the moves and body techniques, which is the moment when the breath changes from inside to outside. Fortunately, the gun barrel could not bear it first.
Stay and let the crisis disappear, otherwise it will not be good for anyone if we continue to fight."
Su Wangting said: "I didn't expect that in addition to magical powers, sir, he is also quite knowledgeable in martial arts."
"That's natural." Mr. Chang Qing put on his airs again: "The Tao is vast, the Tao method is boundless, and the cultivation and movement of the human body is also the essence of Taoism. The breath-taking Kung Fu in martial arts is derived from the ancient real people's method of refining Qi.
."
Afu did not forget to sarcastically say: "What a pity, these days cats and dogs can claim to be real people."
"You actually slandered my teacher?!" Mr. Changqing became anxious after hearing this and pointed with his crutch.
"Sir, calm down for the time being. Calm down your anger." Seeing this, Su Wangting quickly tried to comfort Mr. Changqing, lamenting in his heart the young Taoist priest's moodiness.