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Chapter 614: The Brand of No Frontier, the City of No Tears

Chapter 614: The Brand of No Frontier, the City of No Tears

"Go to see Grandmaster Zhou." Peng Dahu said, after a while, afraid that Shi Jin would not know, he added, "Zhou Tong, Grandmaster Zhou."

"Grandmaster Zhou...still in the city?" Shi Jin asked after hesitating.

"Well, that's right, look at the one in front of you, that's Zuo Wenying, Zuo Nvxia who is beside Grandmaster Zhou." Peng Dahu said, "Grandmaster Zhou summoned me and other people from the Green Forest to plan a big event."

Perhaps he was worried that Shi Jin didn't want to participate, so he spoke a little cautiously. He looked at Shi Jin's expression and said, "If this is done, you will have a narrow escape, but it will stop the Jurchen army from going south. If it doesn't work, you will die ten times." Brother, I will see Grandmaster Zhou in a while, so I can consider whether to do it or not."

"Yes." Shi Jin nodded and said, "Kill Nianhan."

He went north and turned south all the way for this matter, but when he heard Qian Fei talking about it earlier, he still had a very casual and free attitude. Now that he said a few words, it already carried a heavy weight in his heart. .Seeing his eyes and expression, Peng Dahu also nodded.

At this time, the search and arrest or massacre in the city was in full swing. Seeing that they could not rush out, some troops or wealthy households in the streets built fortifications and started street fighting with the Jurchens.More people were driven out of their residences, or became captives, or were humiliated and massacred in large numbers.The three of them ran all the way, and passed several streets where they were fighting, and then encountered a small group of Jurchen enemies in a courtyard, and they fought again.

At this time, Shi Jin saw that Zuo Wenying was using willow-leaf double sabers in addition to darts.A woman's body may not be as strong as a man's, but her saber technique is sharp, vicious, and swift. When she encounters an enemy suddenly, she rushes straight at the crowd, and the blade brings out flying blood lines in the crowd. The lower abdomen, the crotch, and the vital points on the legs are mostly soft, and they are either directly fatal, or cause people to lose their ability to move, or a large amount of bloodletting, and she can easily separate from people, using the smallest force to obtain the greatest result , is indeed the most suitable style of play on the battlefield.

As for Peng Dahu, although his martial arts were slightly inferior to Zuo Wenying's, his strength was fierce, and his physical and internal strength could be called solid.His kung fu is probably in his hands, and his sword skills are not very good, but after he has reached the level of cultivation, he can still be called clean and neat when beheading a few soldiers.And Shi Jin had been fighting on the city wall for a day, and he already understood the principle of seeking the greatest damage with the simplest movements. After stabbing several people to death with his calm but concise marksmanship, he attracted Zuo Wenying's approving gaze.

Soon after, the sky was getting darker, and the originally bustling city was lit up at this time, only pieces of fire reflected in the night sky, and the black smoke column could be clearly seen against the background of the night.All kinds of fighting and crying sounds became clearer in the city.Crossing a street, they also saw the situation where the Jurchens drove the nearby captives out one by one. After a while, after entering a dilapidated and deserted courtyard on the side of the city, Shi Jin finally saw the green forest people gathered here.

All kinds of swords, spears, halberds, different costumes and voices, and most of the warriors with blood on their bodies are all gathered because of Zhou Tong's reputation.There is a bamboo forest outside this courtyard, and there are about four or five courtyards inside. The most central one has a rockery and a pond. The pond has dried up because it has not been taken care of for a long time. When Shi Jin went in, he calculated that the people gathered here were probably Of the hundreds of green forest warriors, a few were seriously injured and half were slightly injured, most of them should have participated in the daytime defense battle.

There was no fire, and the voices of people were not loud, except for occasional moans of pain in the dark and dreary courtyard.The gray-haired old man bandaging a man with a broken leg in front of the main hall is the legendary "iron arm" Zhou Tong.

Outside the yard, people continued to touch this side.Or exhausted, or come in with the wounded on their backs.Several warriors in good spirits distributed dry food and water among the crowd.

Greenwood said that big is big, and small is also small, especially after such a battle, when two people meet, they can probably chat in a low voice for a while.If Shi Jin had the temperament of the past, he might have become one with the people around him long ago, but after Liangshan was broken, his mentality changed a lot. He found a place to sit down, ate dry food and drank water to restore his strength, so he didn't say much more, just looked at him. Occasionally, the old man who is busy in the crowd.As Lin Chong's master, a well-known knight-errant, what he can see at this moment is that there are actually not many extra things.

As the night deepened, the turmoil in the city continued. At a certain moment, when someone was helping the wounded past, Shi Jin's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he followed all the way. It was identified that the man whose leg was injured and half of his body was bloody was Qian Fei.Shi Jin walked over, took the wound medicine and bandaged him: "Brother Qian."

"Brother Shi, Shi." Qian Fei recognized the person in front of him, and suddenly grabbed his arm, "Where did you go... Oh, you're here... Where's Brother Chen?"

They went north all the way, and when they entered Xinzhou City, only Shi Jin, Qian Fei, and Chen Xiuqing were left. After Shi Jin and Chen Xiuqing were arranged in the civilian husband's team, Qian Fei went to inquire about Zhou Tong's whereabouts, but unexpectedly at this time Only to meet again.

Shi Jin told Qian Fei about Chen Xiuqing's death. Qian Fei closed his eyes and took a sad breath when he opened them.In fact, he also wanted to tell Shi Jin and Chen Xiuqing after hearing about Zhou Tong, but when he arrived there, the city wall was already broken, and he fled all the way, only to be rescued after being injured.

Just as the two were talking, Zhou Tong's voice rang out not far away.

"Brothers in the green forest and on the road, old man Zhou Tong, it is the greatest honor in my life to be able to fight side by side with you today. How the battle is going, you have all experienced today, so I won't say much. If the Jurchens go south, it will definitely make the Wu Dynasty Tens of thousands of compatriots have lost their lives. My idea is very simple, we will assassinate Nianhan in Xinzhou City, and do our part for the people of the Wu Dynasty."

"Regardless of the success or failure of this trip, it is not an exaggeration to say that ten deaths lead to no life, but today in the city, everyone has seen the ferocity of the Jurchens. The warriors of my generation said that a man's blood splashed ten steps when he was angry, and the old man is already old. Eighty, I have lived enough, I would like to entrust this old body on such vague things, but if you have wives and children, or parents, today you can fight the Jurchens on the city wall, there is no moral right A loss. Although the city gate is now occupied by the Jurchens, with your abilities, if you want to escape from the city, you still have a chance... What the old man wants to say is..."

Zhou Tong has a great reputation in Jianghu, but his eloquence may not be considered very good. At this time, think about it: "What I want to say is that at midnight tonight, among you, if you are seriously injured, I will arrange for you to leave. Assassinate Nianhan , everyone..."

Just as he was saying this, someone in the crowd said, "Old man Zhou, I know what you want to say." When everyone looked over, it was a swordsman with white hair and long beard. This man was already old. It's just that there are bloodstains on his body, and he obviously killed many people in the war. His name is Qiu Henian, and he is also a well-known old man in the world.

He only heard him say: "Today, if there are people who want to stay, they will naturally assassinate Nianhan together with us. If there are people who don't want to stay, it is not greedy for life and fear of death. It's just that the Jurchens are so fierce, they waved their troops After going south, how can your wife, children, and parents in my family have a good death? Listen to the sound of Xinzhou City at this time, and in the future it will be the screams of our wives and children in the family. I, Qiu Henian, will stay with you Peer."

Zhou Tong cupped his hands.

Everyone thought about the Jurchens they saw on the city wall, and people came out one after another: "I will go with Zhou Yingxiong."

"I'm going to kill Nianhan..."

"And I."

"Although I am injured, I can still fight, and I will never leave..."

"Being able to walk with Zhou Yingxiong on such a great event, even if you die, this life will not be in vain!"

The sound of people's voices sounded, and Zhou Tong pressed his hands together: "I understand, it's just that there are brothers who are seriously injured among us, and they have already shed enough blood, so I must arrange for them to leave. If there is anyone who has done this, he will come and tell the old man, if not, then the old man will pick someone, and I hope that the one who is picked will not resign from this heavy responsibility."

After Zhou Tong finished talking about this matter, he turned around to discuss with the others, and the voices among the crowd became enthusiastic. When he mentioned the assassination of Nianhan, his blood boiled, and many people could understand the meaning of it.However, after a while, Shi Jin also saw the figures of some people leaving silently and quietly in the dark.Regarding such a matter, it would be impossible to hide it from Zhou Tong, but from the beginning to the end, the old man did not say anything about it, nor did he arrange for anyone to stop it.

Someone came over to count the number of seriously injured. Zhou Tong walked among the courtyards, talking to each person in a low voice, probably arranging for someone to escort the wounded away.When the old man came to Shi Jin's side, he asked his name and what he had learned, then he bowed his hands and walked away.Shi Jin's martial arts are not inferior to those of Zhou Tong's Fu Lu and Zuo Wenying. The old man can probably be sure that he is a master just by looking at his body and listening to his breathing, and most of the people he arranges to leave are young Those with low martial arts skills will naturally not be included in the list.

When midnight approached, more than a dozen people were assembled to escort another dozen seriously injured warriors to leave. Some warriors expressed their reluctance to leave, but they couldn't do anything for a while. A team of Jurchens had already arrived. Here, the flames spread.Everyone left in two directions in confusion.

By the time they were transferred to another hiding place that had already suffered a military disaster, it was already early morning.Qian Fei, who was seriously injured, had already been escorted away, and there were probably more than seventy people who gathered around Zhou Tong's side, and this was all the strength for the next assassination of Nianhan.

Many years later, these things that happened in Xinzhou City were talked about passionately, but they didn't have such emotions when they were in the middle of it.The pain and fatigue of fighting for a day swept up, even if it was passionate, it was just a deliberate cheer for each other. If you stay here, will there be hope for the assassination, and what will happen after the assassination? Words, become real here.

In the darkness, the sound of killing in the city never stopped. Shi Jin sat in a corner of the yard with his eyes closed to rest his mind. When the night became a little quieter, he opened his eyes and saw the old man walking towards him.He stood up unexpectedly, and cupped his hands, the old man also cupped his hands at him, pointed to a collapsed wooden pillar on one side, and signaled Shi Jin to sit down.

"Qian Fei told me earlier that there is a knight with high martial arts skills, who is the brother of this old man's disciple. When I saw you, I didn't think of it. Later, he told me about it, and I remembered it. Look at your body , is proficient in stick techniques. You are Wang Jin’s disciple, 'Jiuwenlong' Shi Jin, right?" Zhou Tong looked at him and smiled, then sat down, "You are Lin Chong's brother."

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