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Chapter 19: Expanding the Territory

"I thought his last name was He..."

"This name reminds me of Ji San..."

"Forget it, it's just Young Tooth, as long as she's not grandma!"

Huang Shang watched Qu Yun take off her mask and found that she did not age instantly. Instead, she was a baby-faced girl with bright eyes and white teeth. Her appearance inherited the fine tradition of the Five Poisons leader.

Perhaps it is precisely because he is too young that he needs to wear a mask to increase his majesty, just like Di Qing's fanged ghost face, used to intimidate the enemy.

But the trouble was not solved.

Seeing that the poisonous insects had receded, Wang Shunchen, who was barely alive, immediately ordered: "My sons, follow me and charge!"

The imperial army of the Song Dynasty formed a straight line and quickly poured out from the old crow's nest.

After coming out, they did not flee in a swarm, but formed a formation at the mouth of the valley.

This rainy day preparation came in handy.

On the other side, Yang Yizhen, who was covered in cold sweat when he saw the poisonous insects retreating, also had the intention of retreating.

Leaving the imperial army of the Song Dynasty forever has no practical significance except to exhale a bad breath.

His losses this time have been too heavy, and if he continues to act in an impulsive manner, he will be destroying himself.

However, at this moment, the two cronies beside Yang Yizhen suddenly took action.

Before she could react, Yang Yizhen's right arm was clamped, and then she felt severe pain in her chest, and a dagger was stabbed straight into her heart.

Justice backstab! One hit!

"you!"

He looked around in disbelief.

These guards are his most trusted clan members, how could they betray him?

"Thread control again!"

Huang Shang discovered it immediately and was secretly shocked.

He had previously focused all his attention on the Five Poison Sect Qu Yun, and had not paid attention to Yang Yizhen. At this time, the other party had already activated, and he discovered that the bodyguards were all wrapped with silk threads.

"Half a month...half a month..."

Yang Yizhen's eyes showed endless unwillingness and fell backwards, but a gray-white thread spread out from the arms of the two cronies on the left and right again and penetrated into Yang Yizhen's body. The other people around him looked blank and turned a blind eye.

As a result, the corpse did not fall backwards, but remained upright.

The next moment, a deep voice came out of "Yang Yizhen"'s mouth: "Go! Kill all the Song people!"

"As you command!"

The generals who were regarded as swordsmen suddenly agreed and killed the Imperial Army of the Song Dynasty.

Dali rebels versus Song Dynasty imperial army!

The war breaks out!

If based on the number of people, the gap between the two sides is close to twice. In addition, the imperial army of the Song Dynasty is not accustomed to the acclimatization and feels uncomfortable. It is completely impossible to be an opponent.

But such a huge gap was temporarily leveled by one person.

Wang Shunchen!

He rushed to the front, and after occupying a commanding height, he drew his bow and arrow, and the arrow flew out.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

The archery action that would normally take a few breaths to complete was as smooth as flowing water in his hands, incredibly fast.

The strings were trembling, the sound was ringing, and arrows flashed through the air.

This was not a random shooting. Every time an arrow fell, there was almost a scream and a falling sound.

It seemed that in just a moment, Wang Shunchen shot nearly thirty arrows, killing nearly thirty enemies.

He alone is like a team of archers.

The arrows fell like rain, and there were no missed arrows.

The momentum of the Dali rebels stalled.

"good!"

Huang Shang couldn't help but admire him when he saw it.

The name Wang Shunchen left in history is the unparalleled marksman. In a four-hour battle with Xixia, he shot thousands of arrows. The arrows were all fired, and the arrows were shot until his fingers were broken and blood flowed all over his arms.

In the end, he relied on his own efforts to reverse the situation on the battlefield.

Compared to that, it's still an appetizer now.

Of course, the current Wang Shunchen has not yet reached his peak.

By the way, the general who obeyed his orders in that battle in history was none other than Zhong Shidao's cousin Zhong Pu, a member of the Zhong family generals.

Seeing how brave the general was, at the critical moment of life and death, the imperial army that surged out also burst out with astonishing combat power.

When it comes to morale, the Imperial Army of the Song Dynasty is not weaker than others. After all, everyone knows that this is a critical moment of life and death.

Fight for survival with the courage to die!

Under the cover of the rain of arrows, the first echelon of the Imperial Guards fought hand to hand with the opponent.

There was no back-and-forth move, a shrill cold light flashed, and the head of a Dali rebel flew into the air, dancing in the sky with a rain of blood, and sprinkled on everyone's heads.

The smelly blood not only did not bring fear, but instead made people more courageous. With a roar, they waved the weapons in their hands and charged forward.

But he failed to kill the second enemy. The well-trained rebels set up wooden shields to resist the attack, and the cold light flashed through his chest.

He opened his eyes angrily and fell down, the weapons in his hands shining unyieldingly with bloody glory. Other imperial soldiers jumped over the corpse and killed the Dali rebels on the opposite side.

This is just a small fragment. In an instant, the previous terrifying atmosphere of flying crows and poisonous insects was washed away by the iron-blooded atmosphere of the battlefield.

However, at first glance, the number of Dali rebels was far greater than that of the Song Dynasty, and the situation was naturally precarious.

Qu Yun's eyes flashed slightly: "Master, aren't you going to save them?"

Huang Shangdao: "To me, the rebels are nothing more than chickens and dogs!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge figure that blocked out the sun suddenly flew out, like a huge boulder, and hit the center of the rebels with a bang.

Along with the screams one after another, blood rippled out.

It was the butcher's sword, swinging like a whirlwind.

Large swaths of soldiers fell down, their flesh, blood and internal organs flowing all over the ground.

And every time he slaughtered a piece of blood, he bent his legs and bounced up quickly, falling to the next battlefield.

Spin! Jump! Kill!

This is the battlefield where the Butcher can best display his talents.

It doesn't require any skills at all. When a three-meter-tall body breaks into the rebel camp, it is like a tiger among sheep, destroying everything.

However, the rebels were also resisting. After a brief panic, dozens of ropes flew out and were applied layer by layer to the butcher's body.

Each rope was held by at least a few people, like a tug-of-war, pulling hard from all directions.

Seeing the butcher's right arm and sword being grabbed, several sword and shield wielders pounced on him, and a small soldier skilled in martial arts jumped out and punched him in the knee.

useless.

The Butcher is not only powerful in attack, but also invulnerable in defense.

There was a banging sound, none of which could really hurt the giant. The futon-like left hand swung up, smashing the shield directly, and then knocked away four or five long-range soldiers. The butcher looked down at the last little man, with a look in his eyes.

With a look of reminiscence, he punched down and smashed the dog's head.

He raised his head to the sky and roared, and the sound waves formed like substantial ripples, rippling away, directly shaking the enemies dizzy. With a turn of his right arm, dozens of figures actually flew up like this, and then fell down like dumplings!

Such power! One against a thousand!

The situation reversed instantly.

In fact, reversal cannot be used. Even though there are many rebels in Dali, they do not have the upper hand.

Even if the Butcher did not go to war, since Yang Yizhen was dead, the guards were like puppets and could not make too detailed commands, and the balance of the war gradually tilted towards the Song Dynasty.

It's just that even if they win, it will be a tragic victory. Of these 600 forbidden troops, there won't be many left.

Now, in the distance, Wang Shunchen's arrows were all fired, and in the distance, there was a butcher charging into the battle. Their invincible cooperation was a massacre.

As a result, in less than half a quarter of an hour, the morale of the Dali rebels collapsed. "Yang Yizhen" delayed giving the order to retreat, and some soldiers began to flee in all directions.

The army was defeated like a mountain!

Not far away, Qu Yun was shocked by what she saw. She stood obediently behind Huang Shang and adjusted her position.

Until this moment, under the threat of Butcher's force and the influence of Haoran's righteous teachings, she completely chose the Song Dynasty.

Huang Shang nodded slightly.

I thought that he, Xiaoyaozi and Butcher would work together, no matter it was a small-scale contest or a battle in battle, they would be happy and unafraid.

But the miasma poisonous insects of the Five Poison Sect have proved that even small people can be a big threat.

Fortunately, thanks to Butcher's lessons and enlightenment methods, the Five Poison Sect turned against them, leading to the current situation.

"A wise man will make mistakes after all his considerations, so I don't blame him."

Huang Shang magnanimously considered the opponent and decided to take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill the opponent.

This reincarnator obviously has no intention of making a good deed contract, and is afraid that he wants to control himself in order to achieve various ulterior purposes.

This person's plan is even more unscrupulous. First, he asked the three elders of Xiaoyao to assassinate the prince. Now, he has caused endless civil strife in Dali and severely damaged the Guangxi Forbidden Army.

If we don’t kill this scourge, how long will it take?

He has always done things vigorously and resolutely, and he has long used the power of Wenquxing to explore Yang Yizhen's personal guards.

One end of the silk threads connects these puppets, and the other end is naturally in the hands of the reincarnation person.

Follow the clues!

But the reality was not smooth.

Just when the butcher was killing people, Wenquxing's power broke through the puppet silk, and a group of personal guards over there had already collapsed softly.

The silk thread breaks and the gecko loses its tail.

The puppet master made a prompt decision and took back his power.

Huang Shang was not disappointed and silently recorded the fluctuation of vitality.

Any remote control will inevitably leave traces. The puppet master can hide in the dark and not reveal his true face, but his abilities are traceable.

If you find such traces, you have found the puppet master!

Once raw, twice ripe.

But this break didn't matter, just like pushing down the blocks, the group of people fell down with a thud, and Yang Yizhen's body rolled down.

"Your Majesty, there is no chance! Your Majesty, there is no chance!"

When the Dali rebels were wailing everywhere, Huang Shang couldn't help but feel sorry for their cultural level.

Jia Beng! Use Jia Beng!

But on the other side, Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun, who were protecting Duan Yanqing, poked their heads out of the old crow's nest. They were overjoyed when they heard this.

This is simply a happy event from heaven. As the absolute leader of the rebels, once Yang Yizhen dies, the Dali Duan family can immediately bring order to the chaos.

The chaos is about to end.

Huang Shang saw that the power of nothingness was pouring down from the sky again, intending to be injected into the bodies of Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun.

Obviously, his lineage is about to develop.

As for the disabled Duan Yanqing, he has no share at all.

But at this moment, the sound of horse hoofbeats came from the distance. A scout rode a short Dali horse and shouted sadly: "Tubo! The Tibet attack is coming!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves. Not only were the rebels and members of the Duan family in the field stunned, but the force turned around and came towards Huang Shang.

"I will decide the throne of Dali?"

Huang Shang withdrew his strength and was thoughtful. After hearing the news about Tubo, Qu Yun was also thoughtful and suddenly said: "Sir, do you want to open up territory for Song Dynasty?"

"In no mood."


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