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Chapter 651 Chapter 605 Beyond the Blade (3)

Chapter 651 Chapter [-] Beyond the Blade ([-])

December of this year is coming, and the area around the Yellow River is full of wind and snow, just like in the past, and it seems that it does not want to stop.

However, in the past, even in the heavy snow, there were still traces of people coming and going, but it has become rare. Nomura is as desolate as a ghost, and there are bones in the snow.

In the wind and snow, the sound of rustling horseshoes still occasionally resounds.At the edge of the woods, three tall Jurchens were riding on horses, moving forward slowly and carefully, staring at the woodland not far away, and one of them was already holding a bow and nodding an arrow.

The moment the figure of the horse appeared in the field of vision, there was only a bang, and the snow covered the trees fell, and someone leaped with a knife on the tree.In the falling snow, the horse's hooves turned sharply in shock, and the arrows flew into the sky. The Jurchens also drew their swords suddenly. Amidst the brief roar, there was also a figure rushing from the side. The tall figure punched out like a tiger roaring, With a bang, it hit the neck of the Jurchen war horse.

Dapeng's blood splashed out with minced meat, the war horse screamed and neighed, staggered and fell like a mountain, and the Jurchens on horseback rolled with snow.In an instant, the figures on both sides charged and their weapons intersected. A Jurchen was suddenly separated during the fight, and two Han men came to surround him. A little higher, after a few fights, he clasped the leather jacket by the opponent's shoulders.

This big man is tall and strong, soaked in tiger claws and tiger fists for many years, just now he suddenly jumped out, like a tiger descending the mountain, even the tall Northland war horse, his neck was scratched by him, and his throat was shattered. Clinging to Jurchen's shoulder, it was a tear.It's just that although the Jurchen has never practiced systematic martial arts in the Central Plains, she has hunted in the white mountains and black waters for many years, and she probably has encountered black bears and tigers before.As soon as the big man tore and retreated, the leather jacket was torn apart all over the sky, but there was only a little blood on the shoulder of the Jurchen.

However, in front of the Jurchen, the man who had jumped down from the tree just now had already swooped forward with a knife.At this time, the Jurchen's left side was the big man with tiger claws, and his right side was flanked by another Han scout. He stepped back, but behind him was the trunk of a big tree.

With a bang, his figure was bumped into the tree trunk, and the knife-wielder in front almost jumped up with the knife, and the tip of the knife passed under his neck.The next moment he pierced him, the man with the knife pulled out suddenly, the light of the knife slashed in a circle from bottom to top towards the back, and fought with another Jurchen scout who rushed up to save him, and pulled out the knife from his body. The line of blood that came out flew far away in a straight line on the white snow.

Among the Han people there are martial arts practitioners, but the Jurchens were born to fight against the heaven and the earth, and a strong person is no less inferior than a martial arts master.For example, the Jurchen scout who was forced to kill by three people, his agility to break free from the tiger's claws, even most experts may not be able to do it.If it is a one-on-one desperate fight, it is not yet known who will die.However, there are no rules for fighting in battle formation. Seeing blood on the blade, the three Han Chinese scouts surged in momentum, and surrounded the Jurchen man in the rear again.

Another scout who was still on the horse shot an arrow, turned his horse's head and ran away.The Jurchen scout who was left behind was culled to the ground within a few breaths. At this time, the Jurchen who ran away on horseback had already reached a distance. He turned around and shot another arrow, and he jumped down from the tree. , and killed the No.1 knife-wielding man.

The arrow flew towards him, blood was on the corner of the man's mouth, he stretched out his hand to grab it with a sneer, but this time he caught it in the empty space, and the arrow pierced into his heart.

He fell in the snow, and two companions rushed to help him.

This split-second battle has subsided in the blink of an eye, leaving only scarlet in the wind and snow, which will also be frozen in the near future.The remaining Jurchen scout rode his horse and galloped like this for a while, until he reached a snowy ridge in front of him and was about to turn a corner when a figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

He subconsciously fired an arrow, but the black figure was as fast as a thunderbolt and a ghost. At first glance, it was still a few feet away, but in a blink of an eye, it rushed to his eyes, and even the wind and snow seemed to be blown away. , the black figure stabbed his body with a knife, and on the snowy ridge, the Jurchen cavalry seemed to be stunned while running, and then was knocked off his horse by something.

Behind the snowy ridge, two figures turned around at this moment. They were two men in the military uniforms of the Wu Dynasty. They looked at the Jurchen horses circling in the snow at a loss and the Jurchen scouts who started to ooze blood from the snow. , I was slightly stunned, but the most important thing was naturally the man in black standing aside. The man in black with a single sword in his hand looked calm, but he was not young anymore. Resistance ability, at this time, a slight heat is steaming from the forehead.

"Senior Fu Lu and Jurchen scouts usually form a team of three. If this person is alone, I'm afraid there are companions by his side..." One of the officers looked around and reminded.

The man in black with the knife shook his head: "This Jurchen is running very fast, and the blood is surging all over her body. It is a sign that she has just experienced a life-and-death struggle. He is only here alone, and his two companions have been killed presumably. He Obviously I still want to go back and report the news, since I have met him, I must not let him go." Then he went to search for the body of the Jurchen on the ground.

"Senior Fu Lu said so." The two officers said so, and went to search the horse's luggage.

The one who appeared here at this time was Fu Lu who survived after Zhou Tong's unsuccessful assassination of Yan Zonghan.

In the battle to assassinate Zong Han, Zhou Tong fought to exhaustion, and was finally defeated by Wanyan Xiyin with a sword.Fulu's wife Zuo Wenying rushed into the crowd at the last moment and threw Zhou Tong's head at him. After that, both Zhou Tong and Zuo Wenying died, but he had to fight to get out with Zhou Tong's head. live.

He was chased all the way by the cavalry sent by Zong Han, and even with the reward offered by Zong Han, some green forest people from the Wu Dynasty wanted to get Zhou Tong's head to receive the reward, so they met him by chance and attacked him.He took Zhou Tong's head with him all the way back to Zhou Tong's hometown in Tongguan, Shaanxi, and found a tomb for burial. Zong Han and the others received the reward——it was cold and rainy when they buried the old man, surrounded by wild mountains and barren mountains, and he was the only one to do the sacrifice.He had already lost his heart, but thinking of this old man's life for the country and the people, after his death, he might not even be able to disclose the place of burial, and there would be no one to pay homage to him.

Fulu followed Zhou Tong all his life, both servant and apprentice, relative and friend. After he married Zuo Wenying, he had a son, but after the full moon, he was brought up in the countryside, and he was probably married and had a son by this time.It's just that he and Zuo Wenying are accompanying Zhou Tong, and they have never cared for or cared for this son or the grandson he may have had in these years. For him, the real relatives may only be Zhou Tong and the gradually old wife.

His wife was more resolute and decisive in character than he was.Looking back, in the battle to assassinate Zong Han, both his wife and he were prepared to die, but at the last moment, his wife snatched the old man's head and threw it at him. But I hope he can survive in the end.Just like that, the two most important people in his life died one after another in less than a few breaths.

After burying Zhou Tong's head, life was meaningless to him, and thinking about his wife's last throw before death made him even more sad.It's just that after following the old man for so many years, the option of suicide will never appear in his mind.He left Tongguan, thinking that with his martial arts skills, he might be able to go to Zong Han for another assassination, but at this time Zong Wang had already gone south, he thought, if the old man was still there, he would definitely go to the most dangerous and crucial place So he went all the way south, preparing to come to Bianliang to wait for an opportunity to assassinate Zongwang.

However, by the time they got down this road, Zongwang had already launched an attack outside Bianliang City. Hundreds of thousands of King Qin's army were defeated one after another.Fulu couldn't find a chance to assassinate Zongwang, but on the way around, he met many green forest people-in fact, Zhou Tong's death had been publicized by Zhuji's public opinion force at this time, and some green forest people knew him His, after seeing him, he was the only one who followed suit. He said that he was going to assassinate Zong Wang, and everyone was willing to follow him.But at this time, the situation outside Bianliang City was not like Xinzhou City, where there was an iron barrel in Moutuogang. Such an assassination opportunity was not easy to find.

Fu Lu traced back to the name Ning Yi in the traces of public opinion propaganda, and remembered this man who behaved differently from Zhou Tong, but could make Zhou Tong admire him.Fu Lu didn't like him very much either, but he thought that the other party must be a reliable person in major matters, and wanted to find an opportunity to tell him where Zhou Tong's bones were buried: I have no attachment in this world, and I would like to come here if I want to. I won't live too long, so tell him about it. If one day the Jurchens leave and others want to pay homage to Zhou Tong, they can find a place. That person is called "Heart Demon" and "Blood Hand "Human massacre", if someone really wants to desecrate the place where Zhou Tong was buried after his death, with his fierce methods, it will definitely make people die hard and have no regrets.

It's just that after making such a decision, the first person he met was Chen Yanshu, the commander of the Wu Sheng Army of the Daming Mansion.During the Jurchen mopping up in the early morning of September 25, Wu Sheng's army was defeated very badly. Chen Yanshu fled with his own soldiers throwing away their helmets and armor, but did not take too many injuries.After the defeat, he was afraid of the court's punishment, and wanted to make some achievements, frantically gathering the defeated army, and met Fu Lu during this period.

Chen Yanshu knew Zhou Tong. Although he didn't take that old man seriously at first, during this period of time, Zhu Ji's efforts to promote it made the reputation of the world's number one expert skyrocket in the army. .His army was severely disintegrated. When he met Fu Lu, he had some idea of ​​him. He knew that this man had been by Zhou Tong's side. Don't overdo it, solicit it immediately.Fu Lu didn't find Ning Yi in the first place, and didn't care who he worked for, so he agreed to help under Chen Yanshu's command.

A few months after that time, when the snow fell, the Jurchens began to storm Bianliang. Chen Yanshu gathered more than 4000 people under his command, but they still had no military spirit and were unable to fight at all.Although Bianliang City was urging King Qin's army to quickly rescue the capital, they were probably already desperate about it. Although they were urging, they did not form pressure on the lower side. The situation outside was rather delicate. Everyone was waiting for others to attack, but they all understood that these stragglers who had no intention of fighting were not the generals of the Jurchens.During this delay, [-] people were dispatched suddenly, and the news that they rushed into the Moutuogang camp was spread on the snowy field.

At this time, although the rout forces on the snow field are divided into several groups, they still have simple communication with each other. They chatter every day, pretending to be Yibo Yuntian worrying about the country and the people, saying: "If you send out, I will immediately Move out." These are common things, but for the generals under his command, it is really impossible to move.The morale of the army has been broken, everyone hoarded one place, and they can still maintain a whole look. If they really want to fight to the death in Bianliang City, if they don't go halfway, two-thirds of the people under their command will be scattered.Among them, except for the Western Army in the seed division, which may have retained a little combat power, most of the rest are like this.

Under such circumstances, some people still had enough energy to slash the Jurchens without saying hello to them. Not to mention that the Jurchens were frightened, they were all frightened too.Everyone's immediate reaction was that the Western Army had made a move. After all, the two sides had little contact with each other on weekdays. The two leaders of the Western Army, Zhong Shi Dao, and Zhong Shi, were both famous generals in the world. They were very famous and preserved their strength. Not surprisingly.But soon, contradictory news came from the capital.

At this time, those 4000 people were still stationed in the center of the various forces, and they seemed to be extremely publicized, and they were not afraid of the Jurchen's surprise attack at all.At this time, all forces on the snow field sent scouts to start investigation.On this battlefield, the Western Army started to move, and the Changsheng Army started to move. Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren of the Changsheng Army separated from Guo Yaoshi and rushed towards the more than 29 people in the center. These people finally moved in the snowstorm. When they got up, they even took more than a thousand civilians who had no combat power, and drew a huge arc in the wind and snow, heading towards Xia Village, while Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren led more than ten thousand people under their command, quickly After correcting the direction, on November 4000th, the distance with these more than [-] people was quickly shortened.Now, the scouts have engaged in close quarters confrontation.

Fu Lu was sent out by Chen Yanshu to investigate all this—he also volunteered.During the recent period, because Chen Yanshu had been standing still with more than 3 people, Fu Lu felt that they had no fighting intentions and were already inclined to leave. Chen Yanshu also saw this, but Firstly, he couldn’t tie Fulu, and secondly, he needed him to stay in the army for publicity. In the end, he had to let two officers follow him, and he didn’t let the other green forest people brought by Fulu go out to accompany Fulu. Xin Dao said that in this way, he probably had to come back.

For this team that suddenly appeared, Fu Lu was also curious.He was saddened by the low combat power of the Wu Dynasty army, but he also felt the same for the strength of the Jurchens.An army capable of fighting the Jurchens head-on?Does it really exist?Was it because they were lucky enough to succeed in the sneak attack, and then their achievements were exaggerated? This kind of thinking is actually the mainstream among the surrounding forces.

I don't know which army it's from, it's really bad luck...

Naturally, Fu Lu didn't want to think like this in his heart. In his opinion, even if he was lucky, it would be a good thing if he could use this as a basis to work hard.

When he came here this time, the first thing he found was the team of the Ever Victorious Army.

This army of more than [-] people rushed through the wind and snow, and sent a large number of scouts to explore the front.Fu Lu naturally doesn't understand military affairs, but he is a great master close to the master level, and he is most familiar with people's physique, will, and momentum from the inside out.Although the fighting strength shown by the two teams of the Ever Victorious Army is insufficient compared to the Jurchens, but compared to the Wu Dynasty army, these men from the north, after undergoing the best training outside Yanmen Pass, are not as strong. Know how much higher it is.

Fu Lu was secretly shocked. He learned from another scout team sent by Chen Yanshu that the team of 4000 people that should only belong to Qin Shaoqian's command was not far ahead, with more than 1000 civilians. If it is difficult to reach Xiacun, they will be stopped.Fu Lu rushed towards this side, and just happened to kill the Jurchen scout.

Although the wind and snow were not too heavy at this time, it was difficult to discern the direction and destination on the snowfield.After the three of them searched for the corpse, they moved forward again, and then realized that they might have gone in the wrong direction, turned back, and then met or passed by several scouts from the ever-victorious army, only then could they be sure that they had chased On the brigade.

It was already afternoon, and the sky was dark. When he reached a snowy ridge, Fu Lu had faintly noticed the movement in the wind and snow ahead. He reminded the two people around him that the Ever Victorious Army might be ahead.Dismounted nearby, walked quietly, passed through a woodland, and faced a snowy ridge in front of them. After climbing up, the three of them suddenly fell down.

An army of tens of thousands of people stretched ahead.

Those were the Zhang and Liu divisions of the Changsheng Army. At this time, the banners were stretching and the lineup was chilling. They had set up a formation in front of them. It seemed that they were actually stopping the team back and forth.The two officers of Wu Shengjun were startled. Although they may not be able to lead the army to win the battle, they have foresight. They know that if such an army goes to war with their own side, the current Wu Shengjun will only be killed like pigs and dogs.Fulu is a martial artist, feeling such murderous aura, his own blood has already surged up, gnashing his teeth, wishing to rush out and die with the enemy, but they immediately reacted:

"Why did they stop..."

"What happened……"

Only when he opened his mouth to talk about this matter, through the wind and snow, Fu Lu vaguely saw the scene on the snowy ridge in his field of vision.Looking from this side, the vision is blurred, but there is a faint figure on the snowy ridge.

Then, there was a "bang", but the sound was not a single sound, but hundreds of thousands of sounds mixed together.It was like knocking between metals and leather, and Fulu could hear it. It should be the scabbard of a war knife hitting the saddle.

The sound of thousands of swords being slapped on the saddle at the same time.

The sound suddenly sounded in the wind and snow, came over, and then quieted down. After a few breaths, it was repeated again. Although it was monotonous, the slap of thousands of sabers was vaguely murderous.In the snowstorm in the distance, in the vague sight, the horse team lined up quietly on the snowy ridge, waiting for the brigade of the Ever Victorious Army.

A moment later, there was also a murderous shout from here: "Chang Sheng——"

"Ever wins!"

"Ever wins!"

Three times in a row, thousands of people shouted in unison, almost breaking through the wind and snow, but no one charged before the leader gave the order.

Fu Lu already felt the breath of rust in his mouth, which was the vague excitement that belonged to the warriors. The array on the opposite side, all the cavalry added up, were only more than two thousand.They were waiting there, facing the ever-victorious army of ten thousand people.

After a while, the sound of slapping came again monotonously, and then again, at the same interval, as if it was slapping on everyone's heartbeat.Among the huge and indifferent killing intent, no one dared to step forward.

The wind and snow are howling, the battle formation is like a forest, and the whole atmosphere is about to explode...

(End of this chapter)