The army surrounded the mountain peak. They were officers and soldiers transferred from the five cities of Youzhou City, Luoye City, Chisha City, Beizhen City, and Tiehe City. The five forces merged into one, with a total force of more than 30,000.
To surround and kill one person with thirty thousand officers and soldiers is probably a unique event in the history of the empire.
The army camped at the foot of the mountain, and the army surrounding the mountain advanced layer by layer, gradually narrowing the blockade.
"Report!" A small colonel ran into the tent: "General Hua's body was found, and all members of the team he led were killed."
"What! Hua Zisheng is dead, but he had eleven men, were they all killed?" Youzhou Qi Delong, who commanded this army, exclaimed.
"All sacrifices were made with a sword in the throat. Everyone was killed with one sword."
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The generals in each city in the big tent let out a soft cry. The army had been surrounding the mountain for more than three days, and small teams were constantly sent out to look for Cheng Dalei. Knowing that Cheng Dalei was very good, those sent out were all good men.
But even so, news of casualties kept coming.
Lei Zhen of Youzhou is dead, Zhong Lemin of Luoye City is dead, Chisha Hanbao, Beizhen Dongfangxiao, Tiehe Sunlianshan... These people are all strong men in each city. To be honest, they can hold up under the iron cavalry of the Rong clan.
If you don't die, your strength will not be simple. If you can survive for a while, you will be promoted to a noble rank in the future. But unexpectedly, the Rong clan failed to kill them, but died under Cheng Dalei's sword.
"This thief is so awesome!" Qi Delong hissed lightly.
"If you can annihilate one hundred thousand Rong cavalry in one fell swoop, your strength will certainly not be weak."
"But he only has one person now, one person!" Qi Delong roared. His younger brother died under Cheng Dalei's sword. He was not in a good mood at the moment. He just wanted to catch Cheng Dalei and avenge his brother.
"No more people can be sent in. Doing so will only lead to death. We should continue to surround the mountain until the thief is forced out to kill him. By then, thousands of arrows will be fired. Unless he can grow wings from his ribs, he will definitely die."
"It is said that this person really has some magic skills. He not only knows how to use thunder in his palms, but he can also control the wind and rain."
"It's okay to deceive foolish men and women with these words. We are leading the army to fight, and we can still be fooled by these words."
Manpower is sometimes scarce.
After seven days of siege, Cheng Dalei was forced out.
The time was dusk, and the location was the top of a barren mountain, a protruding rock with a bottomless cliff below.
Clang, clang, clang!
There was the sound of weapons clashing, the ax and the spear colliding. Cheng Dalei was already exhausted, and the ax was slightly weakened.
"Thief, let's die."
Riding on the horse, the spear was stabbed hard, and the sound of breaking wind sounded in the air.
Cheng Dalei was lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up, the sword at his waist was unsheathed, and sword light flashed in the air.
"Kill another person!"
The officers and soldiers surrounding him were shocked. They had successfully forced Cheng Dalei to a dead end. But perhaps after defeating Cheng Dalei, they would be able to achieve something. No one fired arrows for the time being. The generals in the army stepped forward to challenge him one by one, but in the end they escaped.
If you don't die with the Thunder Sword.
At this moment, Cheng Dalei propped his ax on the ground and held the sword in his right hand. Blood dripped down the sword and fell to the ground. The last ray of the setting sun fell on him.
"Cheng Dalei, you are at the end of your rope, don't resist in vain, finish it yourself, I will leave you intact." Qi Deqiang.
Looking from Cheng Dalei's point of view, he could see soldiers in armor arrayed neatly, as densely packed as fish scales, with strong bows and crossbows already aimed at him, waiting for an order to be given, and thousands of arrows would be fired.
"Are you desperate?"
Cheng Dalei looked at the cliff at his feet. The cliff is the dream of knights for many years. There are secret books and treasures at the foot of the mountain, waiting for masters to teach their skills. The life of every hero is inextricably related to the cliff. The dream begins from
Set sail from the cliff, and the road to becoming a master starts from the cliff.
It seems that my life must follow this inevitable path.
"Everyone! Have you ever heard of a peerless martial arts called..." Cheng Dalei pursed his lips and smiled: "I don't have the wings of a colorful phoenix..."
After saying that, Cheng Dalei jumped and fell into the cliff. Although he did not have the flying wings of the colorful phoenix, he stepped on the breeze and fell gracefully towards the cliff.
There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.
In the end, Cheng Dalei chose it among the three peerless martial arts. Lu Xiaofeng, who inherited four eyebrows, does not have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but can dance in the sky for nine days.
"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow!"
Thousands of arrows were fired, Cheng Dalei walked on the wind in the rain of arrows, and his figure slowly disappeared deep into the cliff.
Since then, no trace has been seen.
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Luoye City is in ruins.
Fang Boshan walked on the street with his hands behind his back, inspecting this city, which was his own.
I am finally back. I no longer have to rely on others in Qingzhou. It feels good to be home. And the reward for myself has already come down. Not to mention material rewards such as jewelry, weapons, gold and silver, food and grass, etc., I will also be awarded a first-class earl.
, to be granted the title Wei Wu Bo, I will go to the capital one day, and Emperor Ming will personally confer the reward.
It's hard to say that a stone tablet should be erected in the ancestral hall of my family, which reads: On a certain day of a certain year and a certain month, Mighty Uncle Fang Boshan defeated the Rong people and protected the country.
Imagine how you fled in embarrassment back then, never thought about today. So, a person's life is really unpredictable.
The city lords of other cities all had rewards, which were naturally worse than mine. But I didn't get as much as Yang Longting. Of course, there was nothing I could do about it. Without him, I would have been crowned king.
After all, it was an amazing victory.
He came to the square in the center of the city, took the sword from Qiao Ye, and stepped onto the high platform.
"The Rong tribe is coming to kill us, steal our food, and insult our wives and daughters. What should we do? We can only fight the Rong tribe to the end. Let them understand that we are not easy to bully. Our fields and our relatives
, the people we want to protect, who will be protected if we don’t protect them. A good man should join the military and defend his family and country. Men who have courage should come under my command. Those cowards should not come here. Come to me.
Neither."
Fang Boshan was impassioned, spitting and waving the sword in his hand.
Boom!
A stone suddenly hit Fang Boshan on the face, causing his nose to bleed.
"Who, who!" Fang Boshan was furious.
Then there were more stones, more bricks, rotten vegetable leaves, dead mice, rotten eggs... The crowd surrounding the square suddenly boiled, and all kinds of things hit him like hail.
"What a cunning person, what a cunning person!" Fang Boshan shouted: "Come here, kill, kill for me!"
The crowd was like boiling water, with anger simmering underneath. When the Rong tribe arrived, they hid in cellars, in barren mountains, and in ditches, watching their relatives being killed and their wives and daughters being insulted. And those nobles they worshiped, they all
Can't find it either.
They remember who protected them and who abandoned them.
On a certain day of a certain year, a mob surrounded Fang Boshan and ate his flesh.