Two hundred and seventy-three little ghosts know each other three
Once upon a time, Zhao Dashen also regarded the person who wanted to marry a young lady as a thorn in his side. The principle was simple and simple. Women were the first-class rarity in the building. Some of the children in the Yanyu Tower did not tell the owner of the building something about the youngest daughter.
What are your feelings? When Yanyu Tower encountered such a disaster, the young lady was taken to the execution platform in Wuhang City and her head almost fell to the ground. Where was the boy named Wei at that time? The young lady went through hardships and dangers all the way to Suzhou, and had to single-handedly support a large and declining company.
The sect is, so where is the boy surnamed Wei? When the young lady sacrificed her life to marry the third son of the master of Shui Pavilion that day when he begged for shelter in Yanyu Pavilion, where was the boy surnamed Wei?
With these three questions in mind, it is obvious that these disciples of Yanyu Tower will not have half a good impression. If it were not for the fact that Yanyu Tower and the Zhang family in Qishan County have a blood-soaked friendship, then these disciples of Yanyu Tower might have died early.
He drew his sword against Wei Changpan. There were many people under Hu Weiyong who were well aware of Zhao Dascar's temper. Although they knew that he would not clamor all day long to use white knives to go in and red knives to go out when he saw the man surnamed Wei, but there was nothing he could do.
He was not as capable as he was today in defending that guy. Could it be that Wei Yu had some evil skills in deceiving people. He initially tricked the landlord into marrying the young lady to this guy, but within half a year and a hundred years, Zhao Dashen also changed his mind.
And protect him with words?
"Zhao Dashen, you keep saying that the man surnamed Wei is worthy of being called Wei Xiaoxia. Now is the time when people are going to fight with Songfeng Mountain. Where is that guy?" Hu Weiyong was playing with the eyebrow-high stick in his hand.
I bought a stick flower and played with the taste, "Don't go back to the north like two years ago, go north to live happily, forget about giving up when you shouldn't..."
Where is Wei Changpan now?
Zhao Dashen was speechless for a moment. When he turned around, he saw that Chen Shi, who was supposed to defend Wei Changpan's birth, had somehow decided to keep silent. When he met his eyes, he only smiled slightly. He didn't know why, so he just
It is said that Chen Shi was not willing to create a gap with Hu Weiyong at this juncture, so he had to say a few fair words based on his own conscience, saying that Wei Changpan was really not what they thought. After getting along day and night for some time, he gradually changed his mind.
Not long ago, what really impressed him was the exchange of swords for palms...
Seeing that Hu Weiyong's disciples from Yanyulou didn't take his words seriously, Zhao Dashen shut up. It was not easy to get these people to let go of their prejudices just by his words.
Seeing this, Hu Weiyong no longer bothered with him. He looked up at the crescent moon and said solemnly: "It's less than an hour until the third watch. This time we attacked and killed two large carts in Songfeng Mountain.
The best-case scenario is that the two carts are filled with ordinary goods, so it will be easy to succeed. But the worst-case scenario is that the two carts are packed full of Songfengshan disciples. Among the twenty-five people in this group, five of them are already ahead.
When I arrived near the front yard and back yard of the inn, although I haven't seen anyone walking around in the big car since nightfall, I still can't take it lightly."
"Then what are Hall Master Hu's plans?" Chen Shi, who seemed not to care at all about the previous words, finally stopped talking and said, "I saw those two big cars when they were on the road. They seemed to be packed inside.
They are all human beings, and they can squeeze in twenty young people, and they are all well prepared, so it’s no wonder that Mr. Hu wants some help.”
"The front and back courtyards of the inn are arranged as stables for the carriages and horses, and in the middle are the houses for people to live in. I counted them before.
There are at least twenty guest rooms lit by candlelight, which means dozens of unknown guests. However, I have noticed before that a few of them have some skills, but they are all superficial martial arts.
"It's not worth mentioning." Hu Weiyong said again, "forty people have enough crossbows and arrows. If we seize the right place, we can kill them leisurely and slowly. There is no need to play any tricks. We can crush them openly and honestly. There is no need to covet those two vehicles."
If there is any cargo in the cart, evacuate it after killing all the people to avoid causing trouble."
"The inn is small and quite old. Three or five people in the crossbow room are the limit. The number of people is too small and it will not be of any use." Chen Shi pointed to the inn three hundred steps away and said, "Besides, there is a room in front of the inn.
The courtyard is long and narrow, and forty people can't spread out even if they squeeze in. If there is really going to be a big fight, there will be too many people to spread out. Why don't I, an old man, lead ten people to roam around, and Hall Master Hu leads twenty people?
How about one team being admitted to the hospital and the remaining ten just in case of emergencies?"
This is undoubtedly the most appropriate method. Then Chen Shi explained in simple terms for nearly half an hour how they should cooperate to defend the enemy after being admitted to the hospital. The words were easy to understand, even though many laymen from Songfeng Mountain who knew nothing about troop formations could understand.
They couldn't help but admire the ability of an old man carrying a big bow made of beef tendon. Counting the Zhang family of Qishan County they admired, Mr. Zhang Wu, Mr. Qian, and the man in front of them, Mr. Chen Shi, what the hell was that guy surnamed Wei?
Regardless of his status as a direct descendant, he is not worthy of carrying shoes for these men.
After Chen Shi said that, he had just gotten used to touching the wine gourd with his natural skills, but suddenly he remembered that he had forced himself to quit drinking since he became a man in the mountains and forests. After all, he was now carrying Wei Changpan and the disciples of Yanyulou on his shoulders.
If the lives and deaths of more than a dozen people are no longer as bad as the concierge living in a drunken state, then how can he, Chen Shi, have the face to meet Zhang Wu Qiancai and Liu Dashi underground?
"The method that Mr. Chen said is the best." Hu Weiyong said with emotion, "If we have people like you in our team, we can save a lot of manpower."
After hearing these flattering remarks, Chen Shiyi laughed it off.
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The moon and stars are sparse, there are no clouds in the sky, no one is around, the crossbow is cocked and the sword is unsheathed.
When Chen Shi saw the first dozen or so arrows hitting the walls of the two carts, the sound was like gold and iron hitting each other, and they only penetrated an inch and a half, he felt something was wrong, so he wanted to discuss retreat with Hu Weiyong.
It was too late when they left. The latter jumped over the front yard wall first and ran towards the two carts, even ignoring the second and third arrows shot by the fellows of Yanyu Tower around them. The nearby disciples of Yanyu Tower were not willing to stay when they saw this.
After that, they all regarded being able to jump over the courtyard wall as a way to show off their lightness skills.
If I were still in the army and saw such reckless soldiers during a night battle, I would have been so angry that I would have been whipped thirty times. Originally, according to Chen Shi's idea, after the first shot of crossbow arrows, it would have been at least three volleys.
Even if they are all blocked by the extremely strong carriage walls, it will more or less make the Songfeng Mountain disciples among them a little wary. But now it is too late. The disciples of Yanyulou, if it comes to discipline, they may still be afraid.
It is better for him to train the soldiers for ten days.
But the person who made Chen Shi the most angry and wanted to scold him was Hu Weiyong who jumped out first. Damn, did he really think he looked so cool with a stick? As a leader among the disciples of Yanyu Tower, he also has the status of the hall master.
, quite able to convince the crowd, no matter what, Chen Shi is more calm and stable than those Yanyulou disciples who only know how to hack and slash, but he is the first one to be unruly.
As expected, there was no cargo in the two carts. It seemed that more than a dozen Songfeng Mountain disciples who had been prepared in advance avoided the first hail of arrows in the iron-wood-walled carriage and then got out of the cart to find someone and start a fight. Although Yanyulou
The number of disciples was dominant, but in the realm of martial arts, these outstanding people from the mountains outside Songfeng Mountain could overwhelm Tie Mu. However, after all, it was difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. The balance of power that was so hard to maintain was about to be broken when someone was injured by an arrow or a knife.
...
More than ten people broke out of the inn house without saying a word, looking for disciples from Yanyulou to confront them. These Songfengshan disciples who sneaked into the inn as ordinary guests during the day were obviously better than Wang Qizheng and others.
They are all a step above. There are three or five people who are in the realm of four-story martial arts who are really able to generate energy. If it weren't for the ten people outside the courtyard wall who kept firing arrows to cause trouble, the disciples of Yanyu Tower in the courtyard would have been seriously injured.
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Hu Weiyong swung his stick and swept away the three Songfeng Mountain disciples who were fighting endlessly in front of him. Even if he was about to enter the martial arts realm of the fifth floor and had opened eleven acupuncture points, he could not deal with these three disciples who were all on the fourth floor.
It was still quite difficult for him to come here, but if he didn't bear the responsibility of these three people alone, those disciples of Yanyulou, none of whom had any martial arts skills, wouldn't even be able to survive.
His hand holding the stick was slightly hot. The three disciples of Songfeng Mountain all cooperated with each other in advance and retreat with three swords. Hu Weiyong thought to himself that he would have a six-point chance of winning in a one-on-one battle with three people, even if it was a round-robin battle. If he could fight one against two, he would have a six-point chance of winning.
It has to be reduced to three points. Now we are one against three. Even if we are superior in realm, the chance of winning is only a tiny bit the size of the nail of our little finger. We still have to rely on the three people who are almost flawless in their moves to make some stupid moves.
Talent has a little chance, but it is very difficult to remain undefeated at the moment.
The ten disciples of Yanyulou who were originally shooting outside the courtyard wall saw this situation and all threw down their crossbows and joined the battle with their swords in hand. However, Chen Shi, in addition to killing three people with three arrows at first, picked up half of his bow and nocked an arrow.
The eagle's eyes, which noticed the thumb-sized squirrel's head on the ground a hundred steps away, narrowed slightly and looked at the inn where there seemed to be only a few frightened merchant customers. The ten people who served as backup were all descendants of Yanyulou in the team led by Chen Shi. Although
They all couldn't hold themselves back and rushed into the courtyard, but since Chen Shi ordered them to stand still, he naturally had his reasons.
Hu Weiyong fell to the ground and rolled to avoid the two swords piercing his heart, and then threw half a stick to his eyebrows, injuring the face of a Songfengshan disciple who was still trying to come forward. He took advantage of the situation to stand up and unsheath the sword at his waist, regardless of
There was blood flowing from his waist and Jian Chuang shouted loudly: "Mr. Chen, take action quickly!"
Chen Shi ignored Hu Weiyong's somewhat frustrated shouts, looked at the inn without changing his gaze, and murmured: "I'm so patient."
"Both and each other, since we haven't let go of our Qi movement, why not shoot this arrow?"
A woman's chuckle came from inside the house. It was neither high nor impressive. But it sounded like thunder in Chen Shi's ears.