Three hundred and forty-two town three mountains thirty-five
Wu Erlang stayed in the only big room in the inn. It faced north and south, and was more than ten steps long and wide. It was a lucky idea of the innkeeper, thinking that if there were distinguished guests passing by one day, he could use this room as a guest room.
It can attract business for the inn. But the wishful thinking of the innkeeper has never thought about how those distinguished guests who may not even be willing to condescend to the government inn would like the so-called upper room of this small inn.
The floor of this originally very spacious house was full of broken limbs and broken bricks. It was originally inconvenient to move around. What's more, Su Qilian and others saw the strangeness of those bricks and tiles, and they were naturally wary, so every time they came down
He was extremely cautious in every step, but he still had to devote most of his attention to the King of Xiaoyaoshan. His movements seemed to be watertight, but in Wu Erlang's opinion, there were quite a few flaws.
The three people lying on the ground realized the price of this. Now, only six of them, including Wei Changpan, are still standing.
In addition, there were two people who were seriously injured. They were half-kneeling at the end of the formation holding crossbows. The wounds that were hastily tied could not stop the bleeding very well, but they did not dare to make any further movements.
The three people who fell to the ground all died trying to cover the wounded. In the earlier confrontation, Takejiro shot and wounded one of the Jinzhou military attachés and restrained him at the same time. He then used this person as a bait to kill and injure those they wanted to come forward to rob.
Fellow robe.
If the Jinzhou military attachés present were talking about catching and killing each other, no one could be the opponent of Wu Erlang.
But the comrade who had been through life and death was restrained and trampled on the soles of his feet. Seeing that no one came forward, the stubborn King of Xiaoyaoshan stepped forward and stepped harder. The sound of broken bones was like trampling on dead branches, and no one could sit back and watch.
Wei Changpan, who was closest to Wu Erlang, leaned on the ground with one hand and panted slightly. The waist knife he picked up from the pile of corpses in his hand was not handy. The texture and sharpness were even far inferior to the knife he discarded casually, but it was still made of steel.
With such a perfect weapon, it was unimaginable to even penetrate the body of the King of Xiaoyaoshan in front of me, as if his body was made of copper and cast iron, it blocked the advancing blade.
What kind of martial arts realm can one possess such an unparalleled physical body?
Most of the Jinzhou military attache's quivers were empty. The lost density of volleys could no longer cause any substantial damage to Wu Erlang. At most, it could only limit the room for movement. At the same time, Wei Changpan's sudden advances often failed.
Now, King Xiaoyaoshan, who had taken off the terrifying rhinoceros skin armor, could deal with his sword with greater ease.
After calmly exhaling and taking a breath, Wu Erlang looked intently at the young man not far away with a face full of unwillingness. Wu Erlang's body was obviously at a critical level due to the pressure of his fists and feet, but the sword was faster.
If you have some magic weapons at hand, you may not have a slim chance of winning.
Just as Wu Erlang was thinking for a moment, Wei Changpan raised his sword again, and the blade drew a complete arc across the former's chest, creating a foot-long wound between Wu Erlang's chest and abdomen from bottom to top.
While drawing out the sword, he gave all the empty doors to the King of Xiaoyaoshan in front of him. The Jinzhou military attachés headed by Su Qilian shot the remaining arrows to cover him. Wu Erlang, who leaned back to dodge, missed the good opportunity to take action.
Less than half an instant later, King Xiaoyaoshan stood up again and looked up at Wei Changpan. The latter had returned to a relatively safe distance.
Even if he was greedy for power and struck again, or if Su Qilian and others' arrows were slower, he would not be able to escape. Wei Chang, who was unaware that his vest was soaked with cold sweat, could not escape.
Pan thought this way, the opportunity that seemed to be created by him was actually a trap, but the little beast caught in the trap counterattacked slightly beyond the hunter's expectation.
The Jinzhou military attaché who was stepped on by Wu Erlang looked to be a few years older than Wei Changpan. He was one of the few people who had previously raided the formation for him. He was one of the few Jinzhou military attachés with combat power, but he was fighting against him.
Wu Erlang was injured and captured within just a few moments of fighting. It only took a few breaths for Wei Changpan, who was close at hand, to have no time to rescue him.
Without Su Qilian's signal, the Jinzhou military attaches who had fired their crossbows all changed the daggers they held in their backhands to their forehands. The crossbow arms of the light crossbows they modified were made of ironwood. Those carpenters who had lived in the mountains for a long time saw this kind of
Even with extremely hard wood, the weight of the ax in the hand is wasted. What's more, they have hollowed out a thumb-thick steel bar in the crossbow arm. Even if it is wielded, it is still a weapon that can kill people. It can be used to replace the copper skin.
A light shield won't be much different either.
The six Jinzhou military attaches and Wei Changpan were at each other's horns, and they were all ready to attack, but they were all on guard against the Xiaoyao Mountain King's attack.
Capturing and killing Takejiro alive have become a luxury, and now the only thing they can do is to let as many people as possible escape unscathed.
However, they could not turn a blind eye to the comrades who were still groaning at Wu Erlang's feet. Su Qilian's cheeks twitched, as if great pain and grief were about to burst out, but he suppressed them forcefully, causing his wrinkled face
Showing an expression somewhere between a smile and sadness.
You, Su Qilian, are not material for a general.
The man said this to him before leaving Jinzhou. Nearly twenty years later, the reverberation of these words still lingered in his heart, almost like a nightmare. He once thought he would become the North Camp of the Shangzhou Army.
Later, the partial general could use the effectiveness of his training to prove that person's fault, but he was easily torn to pieces by the cavalry from the Taiqi Ge tribe going south.
It is not the turn of a commoner who has retired from the Jinzhou army to judge whether Su Qilian is a general or not!
After learning that the man died in Songfeng Mountain, he gathered the people who had been in Dagan Camp together as quickly as possible. Everyone knew tacitly that the imperial court and even the Jinzhou government would not let military attachés like them go south and use the past.
It may still be possible to exchange countless meritorious deeds in life and death for an innocent identity to go south alone. But they are no longer at the age when they were passionate about life and death, and most of the young ones are middle-aged people with a slight frost on their temples.
, wife, daughter, industry, family loyalty, too many things that cannot be easily given up hindered their progress. In the end, it was Su Qilian, Ma Dayuan, Zhang Gu and more than 20 people who survived the barbarian offensive. After settling down, they resigned and went south.
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In Su Qilian's earlier vision, they would obtain those weapons from the cowardly Tang Huai Li at a negligible price, and then quickly arm an elite force with the help of disciples from the Zhang family and Zhou family martial arts schools in Qishan County.
Riding. The elite knights with sophisticated armor and crossbows will watch from the sidelines while the Jiangzhou government is on the sidelines. They will mow all the disciples at the foot of Songfeng Mountain like mowing grass. In the end, he will be entangled in the differences between Jiangzhou and Songfeng Mountain.
The remnants of the sect of Dai Tianzhi attacked Songfeng Mountain, cut off Gao Xu's head and placed it on that man's grave to offer wine. After that, they went to Gaolu Terrace.
He heard who the roaring person was outside the inn, and he also knew that their situation was far more dangerous than inside the inn, but he, Su Qilian, was powerless to do anything.
Zhang Wu
That's right.... He, Su Qilian, is not a general material....
But at least he can be a pawn holding a sword forward.
Su Qilian took a step forward and stood in front of all the Jinzhou military attaches. This was the closest and most dangerous position to Wu Erlang. He was like a shield warrior in the front row of a battle formation. After the battle, there were only a few survivors, but everyone
They must be veteran soldiers. They may not be fearless of death, but they can not retreat even a step when facing the barbarians' cavalry charge like a sea wave.
Throwing away their armor and running away, pointing their butts at the enemy will only make them die faster, so they can only be a rock standing still in the turbulent waters of the horse's hooves.
"A real man was born between heaven and earth, and he stands upright, so there is no reason to live alone!" Su Qilian opened his eyes and suddenly roared, his voice shaking the roof tiles, "Be brave! Show your backbone!"
In order to force the Jinzhou military attache to take action, Wu Erlang slowly crushed the entire arm of this military attache who was only a few years older than Wei Changpan with one kick, even though the latter gritted his teeth and never uttered a single word of begging for mercy or crying out in pain.
, but the moan squeezed out from between the teeth still stung the nerves of all the warriors present.
After hearing this, Wu Erlang lowered his head and looked at the Jinzhou Military Attaché who was quite able to endure pain with great interest. He grabbed his hair and lifted his head and glanced at it. Then he looked at the old man with white beard and hair who yelled: "It's obviously you.
My own son is going to show off as having nothing to do with him and let him die here in pain. Are there any parents like this in the world?"
The young Jinzhou military attache whose head was lifted by Wu Erlang forced a bleak smile, as if he was about to say something, but was interrupted by Su Qilian's thunderous roar: "You are the military attache of Jinzhou! One day, you are the Jinzhou military attache."
You will be a military attache of the state, in this life and in the future! Don’t bring discredit to your comrades and your flag!”
"He is still a young man. If he survives, he will have a bright future waiting for him in the future. Marrying a wife and having children, being promoted to an official position, and glory and wealth are all within his reach." He looked at the man at his feet with some pity.
While he was struggling with all his strength, King Xiaoyaoshan's sarcasm almost exploded in Su Qilian's chest, "Even if he is a father, is it really worth it to die just because he wants his son to die generously so as not to humiliate his father?"
"Although it is a heroic death, it is better than the brother who dislikes the burden and commits brother-killing, but has to find all kinds of excuses and reasons for himself in order to stabilize his conscience."
Wu Erlang's eyes turned red almost instantly. He turned to the young swordsman who revealed the scars in his heart with an indifferent expression, and said hoarsely:
"The Sa family thought that there would never be anyone stupid enough to want to die."
"That's because you have too little knowledge."
As if he had vomited away all the pent-up frustration in his heart, Wei Changpan showed a look of great joy after he made the King of Xiaoyaoshan in front of him furious with just a few words.
A man with lofty ideals and benevolence does not seek life to harm others, but kills himself to achieve benevolence. If he seeks benevolence, he will gain benevolence, and if he seeks death, he will die.