(Well, today is another 10,000-word update, ah, ah, you know!)
They ran all the way to the street, and the passers-by looked at the two people strangely.
An old bald man held the hand of an old Taoist priest. The two looked intimate. The former looked eager, while the latter looked a little helpless. Suddenly, the people around him understood and laughed with unknown meaning.
Chongxu was awakened by laughter, and then realized that the people around him were looking at the two of them very strangely. He cursed in his heart, shook his hand and shook Bald Donkey's hand away. He didn't have time to scold Bald Donkey for tricking him, so he lowered his head instantly and took advantage of no one.
Run before you recognize him, or your decades-long reputation will be ruined!
He tapped his feet gently on the ground, jumped into the air, and then kept stomping his feet in the air. He jumped forward continuously and pulled out an afterimage in the air. Chongxu had gone all out!
"Wudang Ladder Yunzong! With such profound skills, could it be that Wudang leader Chongxu Taoist Master?" A voice suddenly rang out from the crowd. Because of Wang Xuanqing's presence, many martial arts people came to the capital.
Damn it!
Hearing the voice coming from behind, Chongxu froze and almost fell from the air. He swung his robe sleeves to cover his face, took his last breath and ducked into the alley next to him.
Master Fang Zheng saw this scene clearly and was secretly glad that he could keep his composure and did not reveal his identity all of a sudden. He lowered his head silently, ducked into the crowd, and left quietly.
"The martial arts man who can quarrel with Taoist Chongxu is still a monk. Could it be Master Fang Zheng, the abbot of Shaolin?" His voice was loud and his words were clear and well-spoken. Even people from a distance could hear him clearly.
Fang Zheng staggered and almost fell. The corner of his mouth twitched. He quickly looked back and remembered the other person's appearance in his heart. You know so much, but do you know that you are covered with dark clouds, your hall is black, and your hair is black?
Liang, there is going to be a bloody disaster!
Silently carving a deep scratch under the rosary, Fang Zheng turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
On the other side, Linghu Chong's speech inspired everyone to be excited, and they all had a sense of honor that it was their duty to save the world. When the crowd was excited, the door was kicked open, and when the climax was high, it was interrupted by life and death.
Everyone was in a state of disbelief, unable to vent their anger, and turned their heads angrily.
Tang Ying'e, the Sixth Taibao, rushed in in a panic, ignoring the angry looks in everyone's eyes, and shouted to Zuo Lengchan: "Master, it's not good, that man surnamed Wang is crazy. He has also been there since he landed in Tongzhou."
Without resting, I kept marching for forty miles in a hurry, rushing towards Lord Yang He's frontier army outside the city and killing him. Now Lord Yang's frontier army was unprepared. When I returned just now, there was a big chaos in the camp over there. Look at this posture,
You're going to suffer!"
"..."x heroes.
It's so hard for me!
Zuo Lengchan rubbed his brows, not knowing whether Wang Xuan was really like a god with his troops and could always catch him unawares, or whether Yang He was too incompetent and did not run the army so rigorously that he could be attacked in broad daylight, or whether Linghu Chong was a disaster star.
In this world, as long as anything is linked to him, something unexpected will happen. Anyway, the wrinkles on his forehead have become deeper and deeper in the past few years.
what to do?
Everyone looked at Zuo Lengchan and the other five leaders. Before Zuo Lengchan could say anything, Linghu Chong jumped up and said, "It's useless to think about anything now. Everyone, follow me quickly. Let's go and take a look. When we get there,
It’s time to play it by ear.”
Seeing Linghu Chong rashly making a decision for him, everyone on the scene agreed with it as a matter of course, and stood up one after another to follow him. Zuo Lengchan's eyes twitched, and he screamed silently in his heart, "I, Zuo Lengchan, am so special
It’s the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, are you all blind? I haven’t agreed to that yet!”
Of course, he could only shout this in his heart, saying that he definitely couldn't say it. It was too embarrassing, and he felt like he was being ignored without knowing it. If the opponent was really cunning and scheming, and had planned for a long time, that would be all.
, what’s the problem? Looking at Linghu Chong’s face that turned red with excitement...this guy has no brain at all!
I’m not afraid that you have deliberate intentions, but I’m afraid that you didn’t mean it!
He had spent so much effort planning for more than ten years, but he couldn't catch up with this brainless guy. Zuo Lengchan felt a deep sense of frustration when he thought about this, feeling like a supporting villain.
Just like Cao Cao in the book, he defeated the Yellow Turbans, assassinated Dong Zhuo, issued proclamations, pacified the northern grasslands, killed many foreign heads, acted on merit, broke the monopoly of powerful families, and did many things that benefited the entire China, but in the end he could not catch up.
He can only cry with snot and tears. He abandons his wife and children. He is useless. He can only fight civil war. He will trick Liu Yu and Tao Qian. He will trick Liu Yu and Tao Qian. He will trick Liu Biao and Liu Biao. He will trick Sun Quan and Sun Quan. He will betray his master all his life.
Liu Bei has a good reputation as he has been exposed countless times, and every time he takes him in, there are no good results!
Where can I reason from this?
My life is dark!
Before Zuo Lengchan could come out of the shadow in his heart, he felt someone pull him up. He turned around and saw that it was Tang Ying'e, the Sixth Taibao, and said, "Master, what are you doing standing still? Hurry up, we won't be able to catch up in a while.
"
Don't pull me, I don't want to talk to you!
It is not easy to get angry with one of your own. Zuo Lengchan could only suppress the disappointment in his heart and silently swore in his heart, Linghu Chong, either you will die today or I will die!
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They marched all the way for forty miles with all the equipment. It took an hour and a half under controlled speed. When they arrived outside the capital, the soldiers' bodies had just warmed up and they could show off their arms.
Looking at the tall and majestic city walls and the tightly closed gates of Beijing City, Wang Xuan had no other comment. There was definitely no need to attack the city. Wang Xuan knew that as long as he destroyed the 300,000 people outside the city,
Army, there are naturally a large number of people in Beijing who know current affairs who will open the door for him.
When Wang Xuan entered Beijing, he wanted to pave the roads with loess, splash clean water on the streets, and welcome people along the streets. Although the loess was full of smoke and dust when walking on it, and PM2.5 seriously exceeded the standard, the Beijing people were too poor to afford concrete pavements, so he couldn't
I can only do it reluctantly.
The camp of 300,000 people, even if divided into three battalions: left, middle and right, would occupy too much space. Coupled with the already disorganized military discipline and low control, it would be so easy to immediately organize the troops to face the upcoming war!
Not to mention that Wang Xuan didn't leave them much time to react. Even if they were allowed to prepare in advance, without half a day, they would not be able to complete the integration of 300,000 people. Just issuing the orders layer by layer would take so much time!
"Hong Chengchou led 20,000 people to attack the Chinese army camp. We must defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!"
"General, take your orders!" Hong Chengchou rode on his horse, clasped his fists in salute, turned his horse's head and turned away.
"Di Haokuo, lead 10,000 people to attack the Zuojun camp. We must defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!"
"General, take your orders!" Di Haokuo rode on his horse, clasped his fists in salute, turned his horse's head and turned away.
"Cao Wenzhao, leading ten thousand people to attack the right army camp, must defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!"
"General, take your orders!" Cao Wenzhao rode on his horse, clasped his fists in salute, turned his horse's head and turned away.
"Sun Chuanting, you lead the last 10,000 people as the reserve team and carefully observe the battlefield situation. If the enemy shows signs of defeat, attack immediately and open the gap as soon as possible." Sun Chuanting has been with him for about a year. After all, he is his last
It’s time for those promising talents in both civil and military fields to be released for training.
"Thank you, Lord." Sun Chuanting clasped his fists and saluted. He knew that this was Wang Xuan's special design for him, and it was also a sign that he would go out.
All 50,000 troops were sent out, and no one was worried about Wang Xuan's own safety, because 3,000 special forces were guarding Wang Xuan. It could be said that with these people here, there was no place in the world where Wang Xuan could be left.
Wang Xuan's army was always ready to go to the battlefield. From formation to attack, it took less than ten minutes. The army was divided into three shapes and moved towards Yang He's 300,000-strong army to kill them in a mighty manner.
One hundred people form a small square team, one thousand people form a large square team, and ten thousand people form a whole.
"Dong" "Dong" "Dong" "Dong" "Dong" "Dong"
The iron-clad leather boots stepped hard on the ground, causing dust to fly. Forty thousand people stepped on the same pace under the control of the drums, and the ground trembled slightly. The sharp blades and crossbow arrows were illuminated by the sun.
It shone with a cold light without any warmth at all.
Forty thousand people were like a whole body. The thick murderous aura gathered together to form a pressure like a mountain, suppressing the heart of Sergeant Yang He. Gradually, every step and every tremor affected the heartbeat of Sergeant Yang He, and his heart beat involuntarily.
Speeding up, the blood began to flow uncontrollably, and fear began to grow rapidly in the bottom of my heart.
As the team got closer and closer, the tremors of the earth became more and more obvious, like a giant beast jumping out of the wilderness, opening its bloody mouth and swallowing them. The soldiers felt that their breathing was getting heavier and heavier. The soldier at the front...
His head looked behind him involuntarily, and he didn't know whether he was afraid that the people behind him would have run away, or he hoped that the people behind him would have run away.
Standing at the front, facing such elites, you can almost be 100% certain that your next fate will be death. The difference is just death by an arrow, being hacked to death with a knife, being stabbed to death with a gun, or dying wailing after being injured.
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Different ways to die suddenly jumped into the minds of the soldiers at the front, ruthlessly showing the fate he would face next. The heavy pressure made it extremely difficult for them to breathe.
They are just a group of soldiers who don't have enough to eat on weekdays. They receive meager rations and do not train once every ten days and a half. The reason why they joined the army in the first place was either because of the unchangeable household registration left by their ancestors, or because of the
Eating a mouthful of food is, in the final analysis, just to survive in a difficult way.
But now, why should they be at the front instead of others!
This is doomed!
If I am destined to die, then why am I a soldier?
Is it to live up to one's youth by turning one's dream into a horse?
Or is it to experience the baptism of wind and rain and grow into a strong-willed man?
Defend the country?
Resist invasion?
Or let the bureaucrats, nobles and big landowners behind you live a happy life?