This young man with a white helmet and a white horse was holding a bright silver gun. As he approached the mountain gate, he suddenly reined in his horse and pointed the gun at Cheng Dalei.
"Thief, come here and die."
Cheng Dalei rolled his eyes at him: "Baby, go back and rest. I pity you at such a young age and have never even touched a woman. I can't bear to send you on your way. Please go back quickly."
The young general snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, come and fight with me."
Cheng Dalei curled his lips, this was obviously shameless: "Baby, do you know that even if you die at the hands of my boss, you are still a thief and cannot even enter the family ancestral hall. Are you really willing?"
"Thief, you are too timid to come near me because you are afraid of me."
Cheng Dalei sighed helplessly. It's not a big mistake for a young man to be full of energy. If a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, it's not a big mistake to know that the sky is high and the sky is high.
He turned his eyes around and picked up a half brick in front of the door: "Baby, you have to be careful, you have to be careful."
Wei Muchong was watching the battle at the foot of the mountain. He was a scholar and was not good at fighting. The reason why he did not let the army rush forward was because he was concerned that Cheng Dalei was too powerful and had to sacrifice too much.
This young general's name was Hao Xuewu, and he came from a poor family. When Wei Muchong came to power this time, he promoted a group of capable and poor children from poor families, so his subordinates were very loyal to him.
Hao Xuewu is one of them. He is less than 20 years old, but he has learned a good gun and stick. Wei Muchong gave him the job of a school captain to see if he is qualified. If he is worthy of training, he will be entrusted with it in the future.
heavy responsibility.
The young man wanted to come forward, but Wei Muchong rushed out before he could give the order. Wei Muchong could only watch with cold eyes and test Cheng Dalei's skills.
I don’t know what chance Hao Xuewu has of winning against him.
"Hey, look at me hitting the magic bricks."
Just as he was thinking about it, a black shadow fell from the sky and hit Hao Xuewu. He had already been on full alert, and at this moment he swung out his gun and knocked away the "God Brick" that flew in front of him.
"Humph, thieves are nothing more than that."
Hao Xuewu smiled proudly, and suddenly he was startled. He saw half of the bricks coming at him again. One after another, Cheng Dalei's attacks were elusive. Hao Xuewu could block the first one but not the second.
In fact, if Cheng Dalei were to attack with all his strength, he wouldn't be able to stop him at all. However, his ability in this area is nothing to brag about. With two armies facing each other, Cheng Dalei would not be able to hide in the dark and throw bricks. It would not be a show of his face if he spread the news.
thing.
Hao Xuewu was knocked off his horse by Cheng Dalei and suffered a bloody head. When he was carried back by his own troops, he was so angry that he cursed.
"A sneak attack with a hidden weapon is despicable."
Cheng Dalei ignored him at all. The two armies were facing each other. How could he be despicable? He was still too young.
He clapped his hands and stood in front of the mountain gate with his hands on his hips.
"Hey, there's that one who's not afraid of death. It's an honor for you to make a few appearances in front of our boss. It's your honor to spread the news. I'm going to give you a big show today, so I won't embarrass you too much."
There are quite a few people who are eager to give it a try. In addition to military merit, promotion on the battlefield also means reputation. If you can fight against Cheng Dalei once, even if you are beaten to a pulp, it will be an honor.
But Wei Muchong stopped his men's impulse. Cheng Dalei's ability was unfathomable. If his soldiers were to take turns to go up and be defeated by him one by one, it would probably damage the morale of the soldiers.
Cheng Dalei waited for a while and saw no one came forward. Even Wei Muchong stopped scolding him.
He sighed boredly: "If you don't come over, I will rest for now. When you figure it out, wake me up."
With that said, Cheng Dalei swaggered back to Qingfeng Temple, and the mountain gate closed behind him.
"Master Cheng, can you think of a way to escape?" Monk Mingran asked.
"Not yet." Cheng Dalei shook his head. It was too difficult to break out of the city gate alone, and he didn't want to take the risk now.
"Master, I'm worried about one more thing." Cheng Dalei said: "What will you do if I leave?"
"Master Cheng is really kind-hearted." Monk Mingran chuckled: "But Master Cheng can relax on this point, the poor monk has his own way to deal with it. I also have some pilgrims in the city, and City Master Wei is concerned about their existence, so he
They won’t kill me to death. What’s more, I can say that the benefactor is forcing me by force, so they won’t make it too difficult for me.”
"That's good, that's good."
Cheng Dalei thought to himself: Isn't this old monk simple? He tells lies casually. Didn't he say that Buddhism doesn't lie? He doesn't look like an honest monk.
In troubled times, there are many evil people, but Cheng Dalei did not think about it carefully. What he cares about now is how to escape from this place.
Monk Mingran was also thinking about Cheng Dalei. After racking his brains, he couldn't get any results. He shook his head and sighed: "If I want to leave Runan City safe and sound, I'm afraid only the Daluo gods will descend to the earth and have the ability to soar into the clouds."
Cheng Dalei was thinking hard when his eyes suddenly lit up: "It may not be impossible to soar in the clouds and ride in the mist."
"Donor, what did you say?"
"Hey, you think it's a coincidence or not." Cheng Dalei patted Monk Mingran's shoulder with his big hand: "But I am just a descendant of the immortal who can breathe into clouds, wave into rain, and have the ability to soar into the clouds and ride in the mist."
Mingming's shoulders were sore and he almost fell to the ground. He rubbed his shoulders and thought to himself: Donor Cheng, could it be that he was so anxious that he went crazy? Of course, he didn't look normal.
Cheng Dalei had an idea, so he thought about it and thought about it over and over again. He felt that although it was a bit risky, it might not be impossible to do it.
It's time to show off to the world.
"Are there any cowhide or bamboo poles in the temple?"
Ming Ran is still confused: "No killing is allowed in the temple, and there is nothing the donor wants."
"That's it." Cheng Dalei sighed: "In that case, we can only ask Wei Muchong outside for it."
"Why would he send it to the donor?" Ming Ran asked curiously.
"Hey, isn't this just to aggrieve the mage? It also just makes your lies more realistic."
"Me?" Monk Mingming, who prided himself on being somewhat intelligent, felt that he was increasingly unable to keep up with Cheng Dalei's ideas.
Cheng Dalei did not answer his questions, but just tied up a bunch of monks in the temple and took them out. This scene shocked Wei Muchong. Could it be that Cheng Dalei wanted to use the lives of these people to threaten them out of the city.
If that were the case, he would have no choice but to sacrifice the lives of these monks and fight to keep Cheng Dalei alive.
Cheng Dalei did not intend to use the hostages to leave the city, he just used their lives to ask Wei Muchong to send animal skins and bamboo poles.
Wei Muchong really didn't know what Cheng Dalei was going to do, and he had some intention of seeing what tricks he could pull off, so he sent it to Cheng Dalei in the same way. Anyway, as long as the surrounding troops didn't take measures, Cheng Dalei wouldn't be able to escape even if he had wings.
It's a pity that Cheng Dalei only thought about how to insert wings.