Chapter 81: Entering Chengdu, Meng Gong offered a map to pacify the barbarians; Ping Southwest, Jin Lun was awarded the first to be punished

With a refreshing victory, our army occupied Zitong with the flow and finally gained a firm foothold in the southwest.

The next step of the strategy is the ancient city of Chengdu occupied by the Mongols

After Kuoduan and Tahai were shot dead by our army, the Mongolian army was still strong.

The 200,000 troops of Badulu captured Chengdu on October 14th, Du Zeming died for his country, and the Mongolian army massacred the city for three days, and 100,000 Chengdu people died in this catastrophe.

The news came, and we, who were still in the rest period, felt humiliation except for indignation. In the end, we still couldn't get rid of the disaster in Chengdu.

Regardless of the fatigue of the military, I personally led 20,000 cavalry out of the city to meet the people who fled to Zitong from a small road. For a moment, Zitong City was filled with refugees. Food, medicine, public security issues and cotton coats entering the winter were the four major problems before me.

At the same time, these problems have delayed our march.

Chen Zhenyuan, who mobilized reinforcements, had been away for ten days, and he believed he had arrived in Chang'an.

Cao Youwen also brought my second brother from the mountains of Mianzhou. When he learned that Chengdu City had fallen and the people of Hecheng were slaughtered, he had not said a word for three days. He stayed at the north of the city where refugees were hosted.

It's really a pity. The whole family is gone... What would you do if our family encountered such a disaster?

In the middle of the night, Chu Qing asked with a little boy in her arms, lying in my arms.

This is Xiao Wu's son, and he is only over one year old.

I adopted Sanniang for his sake

What's more, although I hate Xiao Wu's vulgarity, the child's mother hangs herself in the middle of her home when Xiao Wu went to war with the Mongolians. She is also a rare stout girl. I respect her very much, so I hope that this child will be more like his mother in the future.

I kissed Qing'er's beautiful face and said: No, even if I die, I will not let you be bullied by the enemy... Over the years, have we fought for this ideal?

A caring and good wife often asks some stupid questions

Ying'er, who was on my left, was quietly pillowing on my shoulders, looking at me affectionately, her lower abdomen was slightly raised, gradually emitting the tenderness of her motherhood.

Our family of four lies down and chats as usual

In the past half month, my heart was very tired and I no longer have the pleasure of being happy.

Every day, we have to watch many people who are seriously injured due to lack of medicines being cremated. We look at the eyes of disappointment that turn into despair, and listen to the heart-wrenching crying when bidding farewell to relatives. This feeling is the first time I have experienced the profound harm that war has caused to the common people since I traveled through time.

In a past life, in a peaceful era, the people finally had the guarantee of survival. Only on the battlefield in the Middle East have I seen similar bloody massacres. Even so, we are all watching coldly as an observer, rather than watching our compatriots and the lives of our relatives gradually fade away. This is so deep sad

Moreover, what makes me even more embarrassed is that winter is about to begin. Although there is less rain, the weather is getting colder. There is a lack of heating tools and cotton coats to keep warm. How should the people survive this winter?

After receiving the war report, Badulu learned that Kuoduan, Tahai, and the 400,000 troops they led had been wiped out.

In addition to being surprised, he also actively began to build fortifications, preparing to rely on the advantages of Gao Chishen, the city of Chengdu, to fight a cage battle with our army with the advantages of our army.

His idea was originally very good, because our Xiang army was only one-quarter of his military strength, and relying on the advantages of the city, it could greatly weaken the threat of the Maxim machine gun.

However, he was too cautious and too timid. From the beginning, he lost a lot of momentum. The so-called "murdering soldiers will win, I vow to catch him, tear him to pieces, crush him to pieces, and throw his bones into ashes.

Grandmaster, fight! My generals are eager to fight. Even He Qingshan and Wu Qing, who were always calm, were red and asked me for battle.

I sighed slightly and said to myself: Don’t cause trouble for me. Lao Liu, tell me, so far, how many people have entered the city?

Yu Jie opened the edited folk book and recited loudly in the tent: As of the 22nd day, our army has received the people of Chengdu, and there are 31,720 registered people, including 22,187 injured, elderly people, women and children. Today, 37 people have been seriously injured and died. The actual number of people on the custody is 31,683...

I waved my hand slightly and said: Enough

Then he turned to Wu Qing and the others and said: You have heard that we still have more than 30,000 people to take care of. Their health and their food and clothing have passed away, but the living still have to continue to live. The enemy is there. They cannot escape, but we cannot watch the living continue to die just for revenge. Do you understand?

Yes! Although the generals here were in a depressed mood, they all agreed with what I said and bowed in unison.

Report! The commander, Hanzhong sent an envoy to come and the guards came to report

Let him in

I'm eager to know the recent situation in Hanzhong and whether Chen Zhenyuan has successfully passed through Hanzhong

When the messenger entered, I waved my hand to signal him to avoid the silence and said to him: I won’t talk anymore, tell me quickly, what’s going on?

Grand Marshal, four days ago, General Chen passed Hanzhong and asked Lord Zhu to mobilize 100,000 shi of military rations and medicines with your order. Then he continued to go north to Yangping Pass Lord Zhu had sent a transportation team. The first batch of 40,000 shi of grain was already on the way. It is estimated that it will arrive in ten days.

The messenger bowed and reported

I pondered slightly, Rong'er had written to discuss with me. I knew that Zhu Ziliu, the person in charge of Nan Zheng, was very quick, but the speed of the transportation team was still too slow.

There is no way, the road to Shu is difficult, the more the baggage is, the harder it is to pass.

I pondered slightly and said: Very good, go back and tell Lord Zhu, asking him to continue collecting grain and transferring, and protect the transportation lines on the road. If the troops are not strong enough, you can ask Chang'an for reinforcements

Yes! The messenger goes down

I'm still depressed, there is another big hidden danger in front of me.

The problem of prisoners of war is that there are nearly 100,000 prisoners of war now pressing down at Jianmen Pass. It’s a pity to kill them, but they still have to support them. If there are too many people, they must prevent them from mutiny.

In the past few days, the machine guns were installed at the entrance of the prisoner-of-war camp, which shocked those who were ready to move

Now the military ration is seriously damaged, and Zitong's food stored in the food collected from the Mongols was almost exhausted. The soldiers and the people also criticized me for raising these wolves, but I really couldn't change my temper by raising them to not kill prisoners.

In the past two days, the disabled and dead soldiers and horses have been killed to feed them. The next step is to feed them the bark of Guanyin, but I am afraid that someone will rise up and resist.

For a moment, I was hitting the wolf with a scoundrel, and both ends were afraid, so I really made me sit in wax.

Kill all!

Ke Zhen is much more cruel than me, I'm sweating after hearing what he said

Last time Wu Qing ordered the shooting and killing of the surrendered soldiers of the Song army, I suppressed him.

This is what it is. Since you betray the country, you must be prepared to pay the price for it.

However, my approach, unexpectedly caused a stir. The critics in the south called me the executioner who massacred my compatriots, which made me have to pay a little attention to the decent now

The old man is fine, and I want me to bury all the people alive again. He is so fierce

To be honest, I am also afraid that there will be too much loss in my deeds and that there will be retribution on my children.

How about letting the Mongols exchange food and wealth?

Bad idea...

These are all elite Mongolian soldiers. They have finally caught them back. You can put them back.

However, Qin Ning's idea was to give me a reminder. I pointed at Yu Jie and asked: How many of the people who were escorted were prominent, the leaders of the tribe and the nobles of Mongolian

Yu Jie replied: There are thirty-seven people in total

Go, notify Chang'an and ask them to send someone to envoy... No, I will study the book myself, you don't have to worry about this matter

I decided to write a letter to Rong'er myself and ask her to supervise this matter. When I think of Rong'er, my heart feels warm again

Retreat the generals, and couldn't help but think about how to conquer Chengdu City

If we mastered this granary, our army would take the initiative, but this damn Badulu defended too closely, like an old turtle, huddled in the shell, and let you knock him without showing his head

Just as I was frowning, Wu Qing came in and said a few words to me, my eyes lit up and asked: Really?

Yes, Wu Qing nodded

The news he brought back was that Kublai Khan's army was affected by miasma, and his morale was depressed one after another. He had begun to retreat from Yunnan to the north. After the miasma began to weaken and then continue to fight south.

They can't be allowed to join together, otherwise when Kublai Khan comes, this bone in Chengdu will be even harder to chew.

They would not. Wu Qing said affirmatively that Badulu was Yugui's confidant, and this southern expedition was incompatible with Kuoduan, so Kublai Khan should attack Jiangzhou.

The pressure can be relieved a little, but you must also beware that they will temporarily put aside their rift and be consistent with the outside world.

Moreover, they can no longer harm the people of Jiangzhou

I thought for a while and said to Wu Qing: Let the wind go, just say that...

Wu Qing nodded slightly while listening to my whisper

Three days later, a rumor appeared in Chengdu: The Song army stationed in Zitong began to evacuate due to shortage of food.

Moreover, due to food shortage, prisoners can only survive by eating bark and grass roots, which caused several mutinies and were beaten to death and injured thousands of people.

Although the Mongolians are cruel to the outside world, they are extremely united to the inside. The soldiers in the Badulu team also have relatives and friends, so they are inevitably worried that their friends have also become prisoners and killed, so they are extremely eager to fight.

Although Batulu is a sturdy wise man, he can't resist his subordinates muttering in his ears every day, and his heart began to shake.

Report! General, our army that collected food was ambushed, and the food was also stolen by the southerners.

Bang!

Batulu was furious, he

I didn't expect that in such a difficult situation, I dared to scatter on him

Once the peace in my heart is broken, the pride in the bones of the Mongolians makes his balance more inclined to fight.

However, he still had concerns. Kublai Khan's defeat in the army and Yang Guo's abnormal mobilization made him feel that it was too coincidental, and it made him feel that there was a fraud in it.

However, when the people below helped the rescued person up, Batulu was completely angry

I personally ordered these miscellaneous items to tattoo their hair, cut off their ears and limbs, and send them back to ridicule Badulu

When we were exploring the pass, we met such a Mongolian soldiers robbing grain. When we caught them, they were raped by a little girl in the valley.

The girl is only about sixteen or seventeen years old, and has been ravaged by seven or eight Mongolian soldiers and is covered in bruises. The tragic situation is unbearable.

There were more than thirty people who were killing and robbing people from behind. Shen Tu Nian immediately led my personal guard to kill the Mongolian Tatars who were robbing the grain.

I used my own hands to cut off the limbs of the girls' beasts with the black iron sword, cutting them from their fingers, wrists, elbows, and all the way to their shoulders

The girl stared at these beasts with resentful eyes, keeping her eyes open as I added all kinds of outrageous torture to the Tartars

Shen Tu Nian and the others were also looking at me. It was the first time they saw me so angry, but they learned very quickly and made the other seven Tartars die.

Overall, the boy who was cut into a human stick was lucky. My sword was fast and he was not cut into pieces, but his companions were not so lucky. Three of them were killed on the spot.

The remaining five, I asked Shen Tu Nian and others to stab the word "Shen Tu Nian" and threw them to the north gate of Chengdu City.

Badulu didn't know all this, and he wouldn't care, but when he saw the five bloody, bare sticks and the words on their bodies, he was extremely angry and ordered: The army will set off, order me 100,000 elite soldiers, I will wash Zitong City bloodily

Badulu led troops through Fuling and Mianzhu, and marched for five days, and arrived at Zitong City.

Our army and the people of Hecheng have long been empty

Outside Zitong City, the horse exploration sent in front of Badulu returns: According to the traces of the enemy along the road, their daily marching speed was about thirty miles, and they probably carried a large number of people forward.

The ten thousand men under Batulu said happily: General, let’s hurry up and kill!

Batulu said calmly: Don't worry, let the spy finish his words

Tanma continued: Another discovery was that the number of stoves on the first day was enough for 100,000 people to use the next day, and it was reduced to 80,000, and then it decreased to 50,000.

Batulu's subordinates said: General, this means that the enemy has no food, their civilians and soldiers are running away, let's chase them!

Badulu swung his whip and pointed the face of the ten thousand men. He said hatefully: Stupid, this is the Southern Barbarian's plan to increase troops and reduce stoves. If we chase after him, we will definitely be ambushed by them. We will be stationed in the city tonight, rest well, and continue to chase northwards. There will always be a day to catch up.

The head of the Wanfu who was beaten was already full of anger, but after Badulu explained this, he realized that the other generals suddenly realized and praised the general for his unparalleled wisdom and strategy.

Badulu was also a little fluttering, but he still stretched his face and said: The wise man once said that an eagle may fold its wings in the blue sky, and a lone wolf may drown by the river. Only the most cautious hunter can gallop on the grassland.

All the generals followed suit

When the 100,000 cavalrymen entered the city, Badulu ordered the soldiers to go to each household to see if they could find rice, grain and livestock that the enemy could not take away.

The Mongolian army looted Zitong City again, searching from house to house but couldn't find anything, but a large urn with a tall man could be seen everywhere in the city.

At first, Batulu didn't care, thinking that it was the custom of the locals. But when he opened the lid and looked in, a pungent smell came, but it turned out to be fire oil.

He was shocked and hurriedly ordered to retreat quickly and evacuate outside the city

However, he discovered it too late. Our army decided to ask you to get into the trap and close the door and beat the dog. He was ambushed on the hills for two days and two nights in the dense forest outside the city. How could he let them escape so easily?

Two thousand machine guns were quickly set up at the gates of four cities. The newly combined stone-casting equipment kept throwing the lit thunder and fire from the peak to the west.

The people in Zitong City have long been evacuated. I am leading them south now. Badulu and 100,000 Mongolian soldiers are destined to be buried in the sea of ​​fire tonight.

boom!

The city exploded continuously, the tincture oil tank was constantly broken, the tincture oil was poured into the ditches that had been dug in advance, and a fire net covering the whole city was woven in Zitong City.

The dry things in the sky are dry, and the tincture oil meets the wooden house, and the fire is ignited.

People neighed and horses roared. In a panic, the Mongolian army gathered at the four gates in disorganization, but when they reached the narrow city gate, hundreds of black muzzles were waiting for them.

Badulu was surrounded by a panic and fled to Ximen. He didn't know the power of Maxim, so he directed his vanguard battalion to break through the gap.

Five hundred machine guns roared at the same time, instantly knocking the three thousand Mongolian cavalry who were trying to break out of the encirclement into sieve.

Badulu was stunned, and he was surrounded by a gang and climbed up to the city tower, but when the Mongolians went up to the city tower

Wei Nianchang, who was leading the sniper outside the city, aimed at the enemy's head with a rifle. One shot was like smashing a watermelon. Every time a person was shot, a bunch of blood was splashed everywhere.

This is a battle without forgiveness and mercy. There is no surround and no one, and there is no net opening. Our army traps the enemy in the city. No matter how they charge and break through, they cannot break out of the machine gun blockade line at the four city gates.

Many Mongolian soldiers were insane by the fire. They would rather jump from the top of the ten-foot city to death than be burned to death. Even so, the gunmen patrolling outside the city would step forward and shoot the heads of the Mongolian soldiers who were not dead and lying on the ground and bleeding from their mouths. This shows the soldiers' deep hatred of the Mongolians.

The wind assisted the fire, and the blazing fire burned all night, and the night was reflected by the blazing fire, as if it was daytime, so the enemy who wanted to take the opportunity to escape had nowhere to hide.

The city gradually became silent from the sorrows everywhere

Only the ruins of sintered slag are left in the city. The things that can be burned have been burned completely, and only the tall city walls of blue stone bricks are still standing. However, none of the Mongols' elite cavalry escaped in the end, and all of them were burned into black charcoal and turned into ashes.

Leading the team into the city to search, Wu Qing was responsible for strangling the remnants, and he also grabbed the largest fish, Badulu.

Thirty personal guards in Batulu pressed him down to block the disaster, but when I learned about this, I could only watch a moment of silence for Batulu, because this was the beginning of his miserable life.

Not to mention the massacre in Zitong City, I also set out south almost at the same time as Badulu. I asked Cao Youwen to place the people in the mountains for a temporary retreat. The people heard that our army was going south to avenge them, and they also actively cooperated with our actions. Several leading elders also jointly promised that everyone would be comforted.

Only then did I feel at ease to continue on the road, take a small path around Mianzhu and Fuling Pass, and go directly to the east of Chengdu.

We have seized a large number of Mongolian costumes before, and the weather has begun to cool down at this time

The soldiers below all changed into costumes. My third brother Yelu Qi and I also changed into sable fur and velvet hats. Then we modified the seven-tailed big crow seized from Tahai and swaggered to the city of Chengdu.

Open the door! We are the troops returning from the south, let us into the city

I learned a few Mongolian words from Yelu Sange, and it came in handy at this time

Yelu Qi secretly gave me a thumbs up and signaled that I was pronunciating very well

Who is coming? Report your name quickly. The guard at the top of the city is the commander of a thousand men. He asked loudly at the top of the city

Ke Zhene whispered to me: I'm asking who you are. I nodded and said: I'm the general Bogto, the second prince's nine-tailed big star, don't you know him?

The guard on the city tower looked closely and found that it was indeed the nine-tailed big cage dedicated to the royal family.

Now Badulu is not in the city, so the people below dare not disrespect to Kublai Khan. These days there have been rumors that the Second Prince's attack on Dali was not smooth, and he returned to the north. I should not touch his bad temper.

He was about to order the city gate to open, and one man climbed up from the wall

Let's wait!

When the guard saw that he was also a commander, he frowned and asked: Tong Duluan replied, what's wrong?

Rondoor An answered, this matter was wrong. I remember five days ago, General Batulu said before leaving that Prince Kublai Khan was incompatible with him. If he returned north, he should lead a large army to attack Jiangzhou. Why did he appear here without a rumor today? I am afraid there will be fraud in it!

When Longdor heard Tong Dulu say this, he couldn't help but feel shocked and sweated. He thought to himself that he was really careless, what should he do? What if he is really the second prince... we can't afford to take care of Ah

Tong Dulu said: Don't be afraid, I was in the second prince's account two years ago, during the war in Xiangyang, so let me tell me about it.

Rondore said: OK!

Tong Dulu took off his helmet and said: Second Prince, do you still recognize me?

We were already a little impatient to wait under the city, and suddenly we heard someone poking his head out and asking this question

I thought I was going to have a bad thing, but I started to touch the shuttle behind me.

Yelu Qi stood up, blocked her body, waved her hand slightly at me behind her back, then walked down the big banner, took off her velvet hat and shouted: Tong Dulu, do you still recognize me as a prince? Open the city gate quickly

It turned out that Yelu Qi had disguised himself a little before coming. He was about the same size as Kublai Khan, and his long hair was usually covered with scattered hair. The only difference was two beards. Now he stuck two beards and looked at them from a distance. He was really similar to Kublai Khan's seventy-fourth.

He was so surprised that Yelu Qibo had heard and remembered the people he had seen, and he knew Tong Dulu, and at this moment he revealed Tong Dulu's identity in one word.

Tong Dulu had only seen Kublai Khan a few times, and he was far less familiar with Yelu Qi. At this time, he saw the visitor telling him his identity and his appearance was vaguely the Kublai Khan in his impression. He quickly accused him of guilt and ordered him to open the city gate quickly.

We entered the city smoothly, and Tong Dulu and Rondore came down to greet us, but Tong Dulu suddenly found that except for Kublai Khan, there was no familiar face in the team. He pointed at me in surprise and asked: Who are you?

I said with a big mouth: I am Bogto Ah!

Nonsense, you are not Bo... Before he finished speaking, a bunch of blood splattered everywhere, and Tong Dulu's head was cut off by Niu San beside me. Before Rondore could figure out what was going on, he was taken down by our army on the spot, and the wall was in chaos.

We should first stand at the top of the city. We, Yelu Qi, Feng Mofeng, Ke Zhene, Ma Guangzuo and other martial arts masters jumped onto the city wall to control the commanding heights, and prevented the soldiers on the city from firing arrows. He Qingshan led the five hundred shield guards behind him, and followed him to the city wall and began to clear out the guards on the city wall.

Huben Camp and my personal guards cut off the iron chains at the city gate, so that the wolf cavalry and the army of Jianbi Camp could enter the city smoothly.

When the army all passed through the east gate, I ordered the wolf cavalry and Jianbi battalion to follow me to attack the Mongolian central army. Shen Tu Nian led the reserve infantry to guard the musket battalion to prevent the enemy's surprise attack.

Li Desheng, Qin Ning and Qin Yu brothers led a thousand machine gunners to set the machine guns inside and outside the east gate and on the city tower, forming a three-dimensional firepower network, responsible for blocking the enemy who came to reinforce and encircled outside the city.

We took off the skin we draped outside and rushed to the Mongolian central military tent under the guidance of the local guide.

There are not many people in the city, so they are not afraid to kill good people by mistake. When the enemies who rushed to the east gate were facing a strong advance from our army. The scattered cavalry that rushed to fight were not the enemy of our army's most elite group of wolves, and were ruthlessly stalked.

He Qingshan and the others were even more furious. Whenever they saw braids and those wearing animal skins were cut to death on the spot. In this way, in less than two hours, we advanced to the Mongolian camp in the center of the city.

No rules, end the battle within two hours, don't take prisoners

I left this sentence and entered the military palace with Meng Gong's second brother, Yelu Qi, Zhang Yimang and Lao Liu. Killing will make me lose my mind.

At this time, I still have to remain restrained and calm, because I need to think carefully about how to deal with Kublai Khan and how to prevent the people of Jiangzhou from suffering. I don’t want to see the tragedy of Chengdu again.

In the messy military mansion that was smashed, the second brother looked at the familiar environment around him, and then thought that things had changed now, and he couldn't help but sighed.

I have ordered the soldiers to take off the body of Du Zeming hanging on the city.

Although I don't like this person, it is really embarrassing that a famous minister and the management of the two provinces have ended up being a corpse for many days.

Walking behind my second brother, patting his shoulder and saying: Second brother, don't be sad, life will continue, the old master in the sky will definitely watch us... We finally avenge them.

That being said, people cannot be resurrected when they die. If it were me, I would rather have my parents and my wife and children be safe and sound.

Sure enough, the second brother did not look back, but his twitching shoulders revealed his complicated mood at the moment.

I knew he was sad inside, so I turned around and signaled to show a few brothers to come out and let him calm down.

Meng Gong stood in front of the hall, thinking that he had been for the country all his life, but in the end he was framed and seized from his post and was imprisoned. When his family needed him the most, he was covered in wounds and was taken to Lin'an. Now that he was back, even if he wanted to collect the body of his family, he could not find their burial place. Is this the fate of the loyal minister?

On the contrary, the brothers traveled thousands of miles and went south to rescue me, Xiemin tried his best to help the people overcome difficulties. What is the purpose of his conviction?

He was lost, he was confused, sighed, and turned away from the lobby

When we saw him come out, we also met him. Lao Liu asked: Second brother, do you want to go home and have a look? Maybe...

Meng Gong hesitated for a while. He thought about going home, but he was afraid of seeing things and thinking of others. He was afraid of seeing his family's corpse on the spot. If he didn't witness it with his own eyes, he could still imagine that they were still alive. If he saw it, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it.

OK... let's go! After a while, he made up his mind to face the reality. If there was no one at home, it might prove that they might still be alive

We followed our second brother back to the mansion. The door was broken. The servant who was buried at the door was broken. The maid was covered in purple and lying on the ground with naked eyes open. She was obviously raped and killed until she died. Meng Gong had a slight ominous premonition.

There were scenes like this all along the way, with corpses storms for many days, and the smell of the whole house was shrouded in a desperate atmosphere.

The second brother made progress and rushed into the inner house first

We followed and followed in.

Father!

We heard a cry in the inner courtyard, turned around the courtyard wall, and within our eyes, a human head was inserted on a bamboo pole, covered with blood, and our eyes were wide open and we were reluctant to close our eyes.

I recognized that the victim was my second brother Zhixiu's husband, Meng Zongxian, the former Xiangyang Martial Arts Envoy, and Lao Meng...

I looked around and found that there seemed to be no trace of my second brother's sister-in-law or children in the yard. The way the elder was killed was more like a revenge, rather than a result of the Mongolian army's massacre.

Second brother, now that the great revenge has been avenged, the old man should be buried early, so there is still the whereabouts of my sister-in-law, nephew, and niece... I still can't help but remind me.

Meng Gong gradually put away his tears, picked up his father's head, pushed the door into the room, and found his father's body lying in the hall. He couldn't help crying again

There was no one in my room. Yelu Qi walked around the inner room and found that there was no one. He came out and shook his head at me. The fourth and sixth brothers and I were a little relieved. If we had avoided the war, we might have a day of reunion.

Meng Gong cried and stood up. Then our brother walked up and said: Second brother, we checked, there was no one in the backyard, sister-in-law, Jiang'er, Cong'er were not there, maybe they had avoided this disaster

The second brother finally had a hint of spirit in his eyes. He thought about it, fumbled under the bookshelf of Lord Meng for a while, and took out a letter from the secret compartment. We guessed that this was the way they made a promise to have made by their father and son, and they left the letter at a critical moment.

The second brother opened the letter paper and read it three times repeatedly

When we saw the expression on his face was gloomy, he put down the letter paper and sighed: Fortunately, my father felt that the disaster was approaching, so he arranged for the three of them to go out of the city to find me in advance. Maybe they are on their way to Lin'an now.

We secretly said that we were lucky. The old man had foresight, but he left himself to sacrifice his country for his own sacrifice, which made us all feel deeply moved.

The second brother called me aside, and he handed a brocade box to me and said: Brother, you have helped me avenge me, I have no choice but to repay me.

Just as I was about to speak, he stopped me and said: Listen to me and finish speaking first

He continued: This is the most detailed military map in the southwest, which records the miasma of the barren land of Liuzhao, the distribution of swamps and beasts, which can help you calm down the barbarians.

I said: Second brother, at this time, are you still looking to that court?

Meng Gong closed his eyes and said: My heart is already confused, and I'm going to find my family again, I'm afraid I can't take on the heavy responsibility. He continued to refuse.

We can find Ah together. Everyone gathers together and mobilizes people to find them. It is always more effective than you are aimless and have no fixed place to settle down. Moreover, now that the political corruption of the Southern Song Dynasty court and the people are poisoned, we cannot let those foolish bureaucrats wake up and finally end up with a violent corpse on the city. Is this an individual case?

My words hit Meng Gong's confidant. He wanted to follow me in his heart, but Mr. Meng clearly stated in his letter, hoping to maintain the reputation of the Meng family for generations and protect the Zhao family.

He shook his head and said: I am in a mess, and I can't help anything even if I stay. This picture can help you, please accept it.

I took the box silently. This map is indeed precious, but I know that Meng Gong will not stand on our side for the rest of his life. No matter how corrupt and depraved the court, he will support him with his shoulders

Jiangbei and Jiangnan will eventually fight for unification. I just hope that day will not come when I am in office.

That night, I interrogated Rondore. Unfortunately, he knew no more about Kublai Khan than me.

During the day, our army beheaded and killed, killing 70,000 enemies. In other words, more than 20,000 enemies fled outside the city.

In this way, whether they meet with Kublai Khan or wander around and become bandits, it will be a headache for me.

However, in general, our army's fighting intention has been achieved. We will drive the Mongolian army into the wild again. What we need to do below is to clean up and cremate all the remains that have accumulated in the city for many days to avoid causing a large-scale plague.

I sent someone to notify Cao Youwen and Wu Qing separately, asking them to lead the people to advance south and meet in Chengdu

In the next ten days, the surrounding area of ​​Chengdu was surprisingly peaceful

The fleeing people came back one after another to rebuild their homes, but the second brother's family did not come back. He didn't have the patience to wait any longer. He told us and drove to Lin'an to track down.

Wu Qing also returned to the team and presented Badulu. He was now being held in front of my yamen and put on shackles. All the officers and soldiers passing by were saliva, eggs and stones, etc., greeted him. I also specially arranged people to guard him and told everyone not to beat him to death, which would be too cheap. The people also agreed with me, so they mainly used humiliation and assidial as supplements.

Now Chengdu City accommodates nearly 100,000 households in Zitong and Chengdu. I have to allocate half of the surplus grain to provide food and food for the people, and distribute the Mongolian cowhide tents and winter clothes to keep warm so that the people can spend the winter with peace of mind.

My approach made the people applaud me, and they treated me as a savior and a living Bodhisattva. For a time, almost every family offered me a temple to pray for me to eliminate disasters.

The war on the southern front was as expected. Kublai Khan's army lost its trace again. It was because I cut off his retreat and he could only move south again.

However, I think he must be unhappy now. The jungle miasma, the threat of miasma, the threat of food shortage, and the local area's Liuzhao tribe who are very good at mountain wars and Lin Zhan are enough to bury Kublai Khan in a hundred thousand mountains forever.

I was writing a document this day, and I heard the magpies chirping on the branches. I laughed in my heart: Could it be that some customers are coming?

Unexpectedly, soon after, the guard at the door replied: Grand Marshal, Military Secretary Huang and your wife are here, waiting in the side hall

I was slightly stunned and thought to myself, is Rong'er coming?

Who is the other one?

Sanniang?

I was happy in my heart, put down the official duties at hand, and came to the flower hall in two steps in three steps in a quick way

Why are you here?

It was indeed Rong'er and Sanniang. Rong'er's delicate face was even more tender, almost as white as ripe peaches. When she saw me running, she was happy and secretly made a face at me. Her pretty little appearance made me really want to hug her, and she hug her in her arms and kiss her again and again. But this is an office place. Even if I think so, I can't do this.

Looking at Sanniang again, her face was a little pale. I suddenly remembered Xiao Wu's death and felt a little depressed.

I miss you for three or four months, I only sent a letter to my family, and everyone was worried that it was bad

Rong'er handed Sanniang's hand to my hand, and then gently held it in our hands.

You guys chat first, I'll go see the master. My daytime does not belong to Rong'er. She knew that Sanniang and I had something to say, so she walked away with a tactful greeting.

I held Sanniang's hand, pulled her down and asked: Is the road going smoothly?

Sanniang's face was a little complicated, but she nodded and said: Well, fortunately, we heard about this in Chang'an... about the Mongols' massacre of the city

I knew that what she was thinking about was not about Chengdu, but Xiao Wu. I stroked her hair and said: Sorry, I really can't help him this time

Sanniang knew what I meant, and couldn't help but burst into tears: Why? Why? Can't you or refuse?

I shook my head and said: It's really not that I provoked him, it's him who seeks death

Sanniang said: Why? It is because he betrayed the Song Dynasty? He was originally a people of Dali. He doesn’t care whether he is loyal or not to your country, but he is your junior brother Ah...

I hugged my wife who was crying and said, "But he wants to kill me all the time, and he was executed in the Mongolian army, we can't save him."

I told you about how we were rejected outside Zitong City, surrounded by almost 200,000 Mongolian soldiers, and how Xiaowu guided the Mongolians to attack Jiange, and beheaded in front of the formation by Kuoduan's subordinates.

However, I only said that Kuoduan suspected that he deliberately pointed out the wrong way, but did not say that I made a plan of disagreement, and Sanniang couldn't help but blame me in her heart.

Sanniang heard that everything had its head and tail, and there were many generals and soldiers supporting me. It was definitely not made up by me. She turned from extreme sadness to deep shame.

Guo'er...I... She doesn't know how to express it to me. She wants to apologize, but she can't say it

She is resentful, but she doesn't know who to blame...

I have remarried for many years and have not cared enough about my ex-husband’s two sons, which has caused them to die in despair. How could she not be distraught?

I hugged my beloved wife and said: Don’t say that word, you didn’t owe me anything in the world, that’s it. No matter whether Xiaowu knows that we love each other or not, even if he doesn’t like me, I don’t want to watch him... After all, he is also your closest family member.

Well... Sanniang felt a little relieved when she heard what I said

By the way... I helped Sanniang up on her shoulders, looked at her eyes and said: Xiao Wu has a son, but his mother is no longer there. Let's raise him.

I didn't tell Sanniang that Xiaowu's wife was raped to death by the Mongolians, so she was relieved. Really? Is it a boy? What's the name of the child?

I heard that I was a grandmother, and Sanniang couldn't help but feel happy and sad.

I said: The child is by Qing'er now, he is only one year old, only one nickname is Yu'er, but he doesn't have a big name yet

I don't know if this is a custom in the southwest, but after asking many people, no one knows the child's name

Sanniang nodded, but made trouble again. Who should the child take?

How do you call yourself a family?

I saw her concerns. We only said that it was Xiaowu's senior brother, and asked him to call me uncle. In addition, I chose him as Yao, and the small word "Hongyang", do you think it is feasible?

Sanniang thought about it and knew that this was the only way to do it now. Perhaps doing so would be the best choice for the child's future, so she nodded with difficulty.

Rong'er and the others came with food and cotton coats for winter. This is really timely help.

The 100,000 prisoners of war in Jiange also began to escort the Hanzhong and Xiangyang directions respectively. Thirty-seven Mongolian nobles were selected, and according to their respective identities, they sent people to the tribes on the grassland to discuss ransom.

She laughed at my trick as being too bad, but I felt that this was a magical stroke that could exchange these wasteful food for cattle, sheep and horses, why not?

But when it comes to the prisoner replacement, it reminds me of Badulu, who was massacred by the Zongmen. This scum is really unforgivable, so I have to kill him.

I didn't stay in Rong'er's room that night. Although I really miss her, Ke Zhene was nearby. His ears were very sharp. I really didn't dare to do it.

Sanniang was chatting with her sisters while holding Xiaowu's son. The girls were chatting with her elder sister together, complaining that I didn't love anyone.

Sanniang just kept laughing, but after laughing, she still defended me a few words.

In just three months, the total number of casualties between the enemy and us exceeded 700,000. Almost everyone had never foreseeed the tragic war in the southwest. It was reasonable for me to feel uncomfortable.

But to be honest, this is also a matter of who it is. For example, now that Rong'er is here, my heart is flying with me...

The next day, it was us and the people in the city who held a memorial service for the victims. The tragedy in Chengdu once again sounded the alarm for us. Although our army had mastered cutting-edge weapons, what was in front of us was a brutal stubborn enemy. Only by completely defeating them and beating them to fear can the safety of the people be ensured.

On this day, I will submit three local officials who dared to extend their hands to our arsenal to public trial together.

Actually, I have no evidence, but I only charged them with treason. The evidence is that they were stealing our advanced weapons for the Mongolians.

These three people, together with their immediate relatives, were beaten to death by the excited people from the high platform with stones.

No matter who you serve, I don't say abuse of punishment

However, I used public anger to lead the contradiction to the intensification of class opposition and national opposition, and destroyed the three tribes of these people in disguise. This thundering method also shocked many people who were ill-hearted and clearly showed them that they should not think about my intentions.

After returning from the venue, I welcomed several great gods, my godfather and father-in-law came back from the south, and also brought back the latest news about the war in Dali.

Haha... It turns out that it was the ones you made in Kublai Khan's army?

European cake seller...

The seven of them, my godfather was responsible for poisoning. His snake venom was unique in the world and could be transmitted through blood. The old naughty boy and the seventh master had experienced it back then.

Old naughty boy, Leng Fanghun is responsible for pretending to be a ghost and scaring people

My father-in-law, he knows the nature and geography, leads everyone to avoid the miasma range, and is also responsible for using the Soul Movement Method to hypnotize a few soldiers, allowing them to have hallucinations and spread fear

There are also seven men, who can speak Mongolian language, often sneak into the camp to spread rumors, and wantonly exaggerate the horror of miasma. In this way, the five of them made the 200,000 army mess up.

There are also Yinggu and Wanyan Ping, who are responsible for logistics work. Everyone’s daily diet and props for pretending to be ghosts are all from their hands, and they also make a contribution.

Such a luxurious lineup of agents is definitely unique in the world

Have you ever encountered the Golden Wheel Dharma King? And his bullshit brother, I asked curiously

Yes, but in order to delay the enemy's marching speed, we try to avoid showing up in front of them. Qi Gong said with a smile

The old naughty boy curled his mouth and said: That Ming King is just that. I saw that the rattle he was holding was very fun, so he stole it back. He was so angry that he scolded three days in the military camp, but he couldn't find who did it.

Rong'er and I laughed secretly. The old man said that the other person's Falun was a rattle and stole it.

But no wonder, he likes these children's things the most. If I definitely give them to you with both hands, it will be better to be stolen by the thief than to be remembered by the thief all the time.

But my godfather pointed at him and scolded: It's not you, for a little bitch, everyone almost fell into a passive state

The old naughty boy didn't even retaliate when he was scolded by my godfather. He just smiled stupidly. It was obviously a bad thing, which aroused the curiosity between Rong'er and me.

However, the Golden Wheel Dharma King and others are not very knowledgeable, which is indeed quite insignificant. My father did not talk about the right and wrong of the old naughty boy, but just made a brief summary speech, which made Rong'er and I slightly disappointed.

Where is the current position of Kublai Khan's army? I was anxious to ask the question I was most concerned about at the moment. My father pointed at the West and I suddenly realized that I had no idea: Hidden border!

Well, this kid Kublai Khan does have some vision. He heard that you completely defeated the three Mongolian army from the front. He knew that things could not be done, so he simply withdrew his troops. It was really a decisive decision.

My father-in-law praised the old man, and he continued: But I really didn't expect that your kid would be so bad, and he slaughtered millions of soldiers in three months. How did you do it?

I shook my head: It's all rumor, that's about 500,000 people

When all the old people heard that I confessed the matter in person, they couldn't help but smack their tongues

None of them, who participated in battles of thousands of people in their lives, but they were not like me. In just a few years of debut, they led a large army to massacre hundreds of thousands of Mongolians, and they really deserved the title of evil star.

I'm afraid that Kublai Khan was completely beaten by you. He was already killed by you when he was in Xiangyang. This time you wiped out 500,000 Mongolian soldiers in one fell swoop. He probably retreated. Eunuch Ke smiled and said

It's not that simple. I understand this person's personality. It's definitely not his personality. What's more, this time the Mongols fought south with 800,000 troops, and only he returned with his army and horses. How did he explain?

Does he still dare to send troops to attack the city?

I said: Then he definitely dares not. My city is strong and powerful. At most, he will die and cut off our army's retreat. If he can only attack Zitong, they will not have the support of logistics supplies, and they will be a chess step.

I thought step by step

Dad Ouyang followed my thoughts and said: So will Kublai Khan take advantage of the emptiness of Chang'an and go to attack him?

Rong'er said: This is also small. Kublai Khan has the talent of a hero and has a unique strategic vision. I'm afraid he won't just fight for gains and losses, but then she looked at me and smiled slightly.

I also smiled at her tacitly, knowing that we guessed again

I said: What my godfather said is right. Changan is well-connected and is an important gateway to the frontier of the northwest, but it is not enough to impress Kublai Khan, the hungry wild wolf. I guess he should have asked a master to raid Chengdu and capture me in one fell swoop, and he will be able to do it once and for all.

Well... Everyone nodded, thinking that what I said was reasonable

I continued: Because you, no one has appeared in the army publicly, so if I were Kublai Khan, I would definitely take advantage of the lack of masters in Chengdu and send his capable people to surround me and then take advantage of the chaos of our army to head north to seize the important land in Guanzhong, block the road to our north, and at the same time open the door of the Mongols' march from the northwest.

A good trick of killing three birds with one move. If this is true, Kublai Khan sent out more than two brothers, the Golden Wheel Dharma Brothers, and there must be a more reassuring move.

Thinking of this, Rong'er couldn't help but ask more questions for me with concern: Could it be that there are other capable people under Kublai Khan's account?

Leng Fanghun said to us: I don’t know the people next to us, but a few days ago, I met the leader of the Persian throne of the Ming Cult in the Mongolian army.

I asked weakly: The universe is moving?

Leng Fanghun said with a smile: I really want to open your brain and see how it grows inside. Is there nothing in the world that you don’t know? But now I am finally sure that you are not a disciple of my Xiaoyao Sect, you just have a wide range of experiences.

I smiled slightly, but did not deny that in the era of information explosion, there were only unexpected things and no one could find them.

You can never imagine this innate advantage

Rong'er felt ache. I still didn't dare to tell the trick I had deceived her, so she always thought that I was still tortured by countless illusions in her mind. However, she was more concerned about my personal safety and couldn't help asking: Leng Palace Master, isn't this Ming Sect leader Princess Xie? Why is there another leader of the main hall? What's going on with this great shift in the universe?

Leng Fanghun looked at me again, and saw me signaling her and saying, "I looked at my father-in-law again." Huang Yaoshi smiled and nodded, and then she said: This magical skill of the Great Transfer of the Universe is an extremely profound martial art introduced to Persia into the Central Plains. It is extremely difficult to practice. It is controlled by each generation of Ming Cult leader. This matter is recorded in the Ming Cult's teachings.

As the true behind the Ming Cult of Middle-earth, Leng Fanghun naturally has the right to read the most confidential files of the Ming Cult.

The Demon Sect, originally called Manichi, is the transliteration of Persian Zoroastrianism, the magical power of the Great Transfer of the Universe. It was created by Huo Shan, an old man in the mountains. It was later introduced to the Middle Earth. It was an extremely mysterious kung fu that can be achieved by a thousand pounds.

I added

Well... The old people here felt numb to my erudition. Leng Fanghun continued: It is not entirely mysterious. Every time it practices a layer, it requires extremely profound internal skills and mental methods to assist it. If it is a little bit misleading, the tendons and veins will be reversed, and the severe ones will cause blood and die on the spot.

My godfather heard the four words "reversal of tendons and veins", and his eyes lit up slightly. I knew he must have thought that the reversal of tendons and veins was something...

Leng Fanghun continued: However, some small close-fitting moves are indeed worth learning from.

Then I remembered her Yu Ruyi's kung fu, so I asked: It turns out that your Yu Ruyi's kung fu did not evolve from the Tianshan Zhemei Hand, but was borrowed from this skill.

Leng Fanghun smiled and said: The sea embraces all rivers, and it is great to have tolerance. Only by constantly enriching oneself can one always stand at the top.

Her words moved everyone. Since the four elders have proved their martial arts with me several times, they have been inspired and perfected by me, and have consciously entered another new realm.

However, since Leng Fanghun appeared, they really put down their airs of being the best in the world, and secretly worked hard to improve their martial arts theories. However, they did not expect that they would stand higher and see further

My eyes lit up and I said with a smile: This is what you said, I want to learn from Lingbo Weibu. You, a kind-hearted person, will not refuse the request of a junior student, right?

Leng Fanghun didn't expect me to hit the snake and follow the stick. He was stunned and smiled: That's fine, but my teaching method is a bit special. If you are not afraid of death, come and learn it from me.

I slapped it, cut it, was stingy, and was still unwilling to teach it in disguise. What's so great about it?

Rong'er hit me behind her back and said: "Boy, I want to defect to Master Ah? Your master, I'm here."

For Ah, Qigong and Master are here, we also have Xiaoyaoyou. What is that trick called? Butterfly Yàn passes through flowers? I said with a smile

Leng Fanghun smiled and watched us play. She naturally felt like Mingjing in her heart, knowing who I asked for my life-saving footwork.

That night, I ordered to strengthen the alert at the four doors, and the old rules, and arranged for forty machine guns to be installed in my house.

It is true that I am not learning Lingbo Weibu from Leng Fanghun for myself. My Wanteng body technique in the Four Seas is enough to deal with all dangerous situations.

However, my wives can't learn it because it involves a series of problems in the realm of martial arts and cannot be expressed as accurately as a result of the molding secret.

But Old Lady Leng is really good enough. Now she almost meets my requests. Not only did she throw the Lingbo Weibu's array diagram and formula to me, but she also came to the door to tutor my beautiful wives in person.

Looking at my four beautiful wives, practicing in the courtyard every day, I really gradually felt the beauty of Lingbo Microwaves and the dusty silk stockings made me feel warm in my heart. Rong'er still needs to avoid suspicion, but I have a map in my hand. I'll wait for the opportunity to study it intimately.

It is really uncomfortable to be missed by the thief. After waiting for seven or eight days, when I gradually lost my patience and wanted to go back to the north, what should come finally came.

King Jinlun sent someone to send me a letter to invite me to talk about my old friendship at the Wuhou Temple in the south of the city at that night.

However, he pointed out that I was asking me to go alone, not to bring weapons or troops, otherwise someone would lose his life.

With the letter, two long hair, one bunch of black hair, and one bunch of white hair

When I put down the letter, my first reaction was that this grandson was kicked by a donkey?

After taking these two handfuls of hair, I know who it belongs?

This not only reminds me of a joke: One day I took the biological test, one of the questions was to look at the legs of the bird and guess what bird it was

A candidate really didn't understand, so he angrily tore the test paper and prepared to leave the examination room.

The invigilator was very angry, so he asked him: Which class are you from? What's your name!

The candidate lifted his trouser legs and said: Guess Ah, guess Ah!

I smiled and thought again, the white hair was even more outrageous. My mother had already died. The older elders at home were here, no matter men and women, who was the white hair?

I thought about it for a long time but couldn't think of it. So I invited all the emperors in my family to discuss it together.

Leng Fanghun was knowledgeable. After reading the letter, she said to me: It was Wanqin and Jiejie...

I was stunned for a moment. Whose white hair belonged to? Leng Fanghun saw the question in my eyes and sighed: It's Jiejie...

Why is this so?

I picked up the broken hair again with a little heartache, Jiejie, why did you become like this?

Leng Fanghun did not continue to talk, but her intuition told me that this matter was closely related to her, but now she refused to say anything.

Leng Fanghun once told me that Jiejie was dead, and then she revealed the wind that she was not dead, but she refused to let me see Jiejie. I really couldn't guess the mystery.

However, I finally had some clues. I can ignore Xie Wanqin, but Jiejie...

Thinking of this noble lily flower, it gradually occupied my heart like a silent drizzle. Her voice, appearance, smile and appearance still lingered in front of me. How could I ignore her safety?

I'll go!

Leng Fanghun had a hint of praise in his eyes, but he did not rush to express his opinion and asked me: What should we do?

I thought about it for a long time and this question was really difficult. The Golden Wheel Dharma King asked me to go, so I would not give up until I killed him. Even if I was carrying a black iron sword and a machine gun, wouldn’t I be dismissed if I went there?

Depend on……

This really makes me unable to think of a solution

Ai?

Wait, I was afraid of being stunned, I was afraid of being desperate, and after thinking about it, I thought about another plan

It's okay, I have a way, I said with a smile

It was almost time for me, and Sanniang tied the locks of the soft hedgehog armor for me, and said: Let me go with you

Qing'er and Long'er nodded on the side, signaling to go with me too

I said: Goodbye, Ying'er's body is getting heavier and heavier now. You stay here to take care of the girl and ask her to come and stay. I am still worried that King Jinlun will lead someone to raid our temporary residence

Yes, OK

Sanniang nodded

I turned back to Qing'er and said: You are patrolling with Long'er. I am afraid that the enemy will send assassination troops. I am going to the third and fourth brothers and the senior generals of Zhenyuan, Qingshan and others. I have already greeted them. Also, Wu Qing also patrolled the machine gun battalion. This is a badge. If you encounter a check, I will show it. Because the order I gave tonight was: Only recognize the sign, not the person.

They heard what I said solemnly, and knew that tonight would be a very tragic battle, so they couldn't help but worry about me again

I held them in my arms and kissed them: Okay, don't worry about me, I will definitely come back safely, don't cry, I should think from another perspective, I care so much about Jiejie. If something happens to you, I won't go and fight the old monk immediately, right? Ah...

My alternative comparison really made all the girls laugh. Qing'er wiped her tears and scolded: Who knows, when she left, you were like you lost your soul. This time... She saw Sanniang telling her not to talk further, and she stopped talking tactfully

I laughed and kissed her and said: Silly girl, have you forgotten the days when we healed together? The blood exchange method makes us real you have me and I have you... Qing'er remembered how I tried to cure her poison, and her heart also became warm.

Similarly, Sanniang also remembered the boy who risked his life to take drugs for her back then. Over the years, I have also defended my vow with my life. She can always feel my deep love.

Long'er also remembered the scene when I first entered the ancient tomb, how I could heal her wounds, how I could subdue the demons with one sword, how to save her from...

In short, we have also had many unforgettable stories

Although there are not so many heart-wrenching stories between Ying'er and I, we have known each other for many years and have been married for three years. She is now pregnant with my child again. Of course, there are many joys between us.

After getting the understanding of my wives, I put on my clothes and set off.

Of course, I am not at ease with you. I will go there alone.

When we arrived at the city gate, we saw a horse waiting outside the city gate. It was obviously coming to welcome me. I smiled and said: The King of Golden Wheel is really the one who takes the initiative to take the initiative. He actually occupied the Shuxiang Temple in a big way and welcomed me.

My father-in-law said: OK, boy, there are so many jokes. I will tell you, don’t blow up my soft hedgehog armor, otherwise I won’t forgive you

Everyone knows that he is hard-hearted and soft-hearted, so he can't help but smile

I smiled and said: Don't worry, there will definitely be no problem

I had long wanted to take off that rochet. I just wanted to put it on at home to reassure my wives. It still felt hindered when I put it on my body. Rong'er advised me not to make trouble, so I forced it on myself

I left the city gate alone, and the person who was leading the way up opposite me came up. I first asked to get my weapon down. I held the reins in one hand and patted my waist with the other, indicating that I would come empty-handed

Hero Yang offended him!

He asked me to dismount and search for me

I kicked him out of the distance: You deserve anything, a traitor! If you don't lead the way, I will go back

This slave spoke in a straight voice. He was obviously a Han man. He was insulted by me and did not dare to rebel. Maybe it was because I was famous or maybe it was because he knew that if I killed him, his master would not specifically seek justice from me for him.

So, he got up from the ground and went up to the horse without answering a word.

Soon, the slave and I arrived at the Wuhou Temple. The ancestral hall under the night sky was still solemn and solemn. It was far away from the adjacent Zhaolie Temple. Thousands of years witnessed this example of the legend of the king and the ministers. Being able to be with us for a thousand years is also the fate of the two.

Without further ado, I turned my thoughts back. The guide pushed open the door and made an invitation to me. I was also very bachelor and walked into the temple with big strides.

The scenery in the garden is good, the weather is still warm and cold, and the garden is still lush, just as the poet Du Fu said: The grass reflects the steps from the spring scenery, and the oriole is empty and sounds like the oriole is passing through the leaves.

Although it was almost early winter, the green grass and orioles were still coming out to meet the situation

The Wuhou Temple is brightly lit, and there are three people standing in the main hall, with the remaining monsters and monsters, and the immortals on both sides. Among them, I only know the King of Golden Wheels.

Master, we haven't seen each other for two years, right? It's always good? I deliberately bowed my head with my left hand. Although my movements are standard, the meaning is very contemptuous.

The Tibetan monk in the left head of the Golden Wheel Dharma King snorted, obviously disdaining my frivolous actions.

But King Jinlun smiled and said: Xiao Donor Yang, don’t you be fine? I received your favor that year, but I never had the opportunity to repay you well. Today is just right. Here I will recommend some great heroes and heroes of the world to you.

I pointed at his nose and scolded: Bah! The thief bald donkey, if you want to beat me, I didn't kill you back then, but I just looked down on you, and I was full of hypocritical things like thieves and prostitutes. Do you dare to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf with me today? You are bullshit, all of them are bullshit. What's the ability to hold women and children to threaten me? If you have the ability, you will let me go, and I will continue to do it.

I cursed the room and cursed the people in the room so that their faces were blue, black, red and white, just like opening a dyeing shop that costs money.

But I noticed that the person on the right hand of King Jinlun was always lowering his eyebrows and not talking, as if what happened here had nothing to do with him. This calmness made me slightly wary of him.

King Jinlun was not good at nourishing qi, but after I snatched it up, even the staff on both sides didn't have time to introduce it clearly, I tore off all the hypocritical demeanor and sneered: Those who accomplish great things are not limited to the details, and historical books are always written by winners. No matter how you scold them, you will never have the chance to walk out of this ancestral hall again. Don't you Han people admire Zhuge Liang the most? I wonder if the donor is satisfied with the grave that I chose for you?

My heart skipped a beat. NND Zhuge Liang is the Marquis of Wuxiang, and I am also the Marquis of Wuxiang. It’s really not auspicious. I sneered: Do you think I’m really stupid to come alone?

King Jinlun was stunned and couldn't help but be alert, but soon he laughed and said: Since you dare to appear alone, you must be alone in the meeting. I have seen the proud person, but donor Yang is the most proud person I have ever seen.

When he saw me coming empty-handed, he really admired my heroic spirit

I smiled and sighed: I didn’t expect you to be my confidant. Unfortunately, the monk didn’t drink, otherwise I would really want to have three drinks with you

Everyone present also burst into laughter. The atmosphere was so harmonious that I forgot that this was a group of fierce men who wanted to murder me in partnership.

I looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King: You swear to kill me, I swear to destroy Meng, you and I have different positions, we have nothing to talk about after all, but I don’t seem to have a good chance of survival, I don’t know if I can let me see the hostages again? It’s better for me to die more clearly.

King Jinlun smiled proudly and signaled his subordinates to escort the two girls. I saw that Jiejie had indeed had white hair, and I couldn't help but feel ache in my heart.

The red face has not changed, but the hair has turned into frost. I obviously saw a trace of avoidance in Jiejie's eyes and did not dare to face my eyes.

My mind is full of ideas, it is really like Leng Fanghun said. Her life is too hard, and like what she said herself, but she finally didn't realize it.

The two of them were pushed to me, I loosened their ties for them, took out the linen that was blocked in my mouth, and saw a whip mark on the back of their hands, and couldn't help but say with care: Sorry, I've made you wronged

Although I said it to the two people, my eyes fell on Jiejie's long gray hair

A trace of resentment flashed in Xie Wanqin's eyes, and Jiejie smiled sadly and said: Very ugly, right?

I shook my head and said: No, you are still as beautiful as ever in my heart. Promise me, don't leave me this time, okay? Let's go home

Jiejie sighed and said: You really shouldn't have come, but you are here... She still feels sweet in her heart. Not only because I didn't dislike her, but because I was happy for me to see that I was willing to go to the tiger's den alone, but she also knew that it was probably unlucky tonight, a Hu man from the Golden Wheel Dharma King smiled in half-mature Chinese: Didn't he say he could stay, why did he leave again?

I said coldly: I have changed my mind. Are you Persian or Arab?

I asked him a few words in Persian and Arabic, and the people beside him whispered to each other, and even the ones who were suspected to be the leader of the Ming Cult can't help but be moved by the people who were suspected to be the leader of the Ming Cult.

Obviously they can understand both of them. Thanks to my previous life, I spent more than a year in Iran, Afghanistan and other places, otherwise I wouldn't have fooled them.

I continued to say in Persian: You have been fooled. This time, the King of Golden Wheel invited you to come, just to use my hand to completely eradicate the power of your Ming Cult, so that the Tibetan Cult can enter your country

My Persian is more proficient than Arabic, but even so, after thousands of years of change, the language and sound have changed a lot. After a sentence, I can only express my meaning. However, the treasure tree kings of the Ming Cult obviously understood what I mean and began to glar at the King of Golden Wheel Dharma.

The King of Golden Wheel smiled with his palms in his arms and said in Persian: He is just instigating our relationship with words. If all Mingzuns are inspired by his words, they will be evil and have not had much time. Don't let him delay time. Kill him, the conditions you have discussed with the Khan can be fully fulfilled.

His Persian words are straight and beautiful, and I can't help but think that this old monk is indeed a diplomat.

On the other hand, I was just going to delay the time. When I heard that they had the conditions to negotiate, I knew that I could use it again. So I said in Chinese: He was lying again. His master was the nephew of Khan Ogedei, and Khan is the real son of Khan Ogedei. I don’t think you have much right to speak in front of Khan.

I can't speak the Persian language completely, so I won't show any more timidity

You! When King Jinlun saw me exposing him in public, he pointed at me in anger and wanted to curse, but I also poked his sore spot, making him unable to find a reason to refute for a while.

The unknown person waved his hand and stopped King Jinlun. He spoke very well in Chinese, and only heard him say: It is of course good to have a reward, but this time we came mainly to avenge the religious people in Middle Earth.

As soon as he said this, I looked back at Wanqin with a little embarrassed look. When she saw me looking back at her, she shook her head slightly and signaled me not to admit it.

I don't understand what she meant. Obviously, neither she nor Jiejie really pointed out that it was me who killed everyone in the Ming Cult.

I don't know what to call this brother? I'll say hello first

I am the guardian of the Great Wisdom and Great Holy Flame under the Ming Zun, Huo Hao, the leader of the Ming Cult, who signed up

Damn, another one who competes with me for titles. I hugged it and said: It's easy to say, I am the deputy envoy of the Privy Council of the Song Dynasty, the General of the North, the Marquis of Wuxiang, the Young Prince, and the Young Master of the Prince, and the seven provinces of Jiangbei, Yang Guo, the deputy envoy of the disposal of Yang Guo, the seven provinces of Jiangbei.

Huo Hao was stunned, and then he remembered that I was a high-ranking official of the Song Dynasty. When he heard me say that I was Yang Guo, he knew that he had finally found the wrong person, so he said loudly: Many people have pointed out that you killed my church members. Do you have anything to say?

I thought to myself, this old guy still allows me to defend myself, don't seek revenge on me? I don't know anything.

The leader of the Ming Cult was stunned. He just heard Chen Qingjun say that I had killed many senior leaders of the Ming Cult, but Xie Wanqin and Yuan Jiejie were both denied and their attitude was extremely unclear.

Huo Hao was furious and used torture. The two women insisted on not saying anything, which made Huo Hao even more angry. At this time, he said coldly: If it weren't for you, who would have such great ability to dare to oppose my disciple Mingzun?

I pointed to the Golden Wheel Dharma King and said: Master Huo, look, I am just alone, without many helpers, I just celebrated my 22nd birthday, my skills are really not very profound, but this old monk is different. He is known as the first national teacher in Mongolia, and his masters are over a thousand. Although I have not seen them with my own eyes, I guess all the masters of the Ming Cult should have been beaten to death by them.

I said in a black and white way

Anyway, except for Wanqin and Jiejie, the parties involved have no evidence. Chen Qingjun and Shi Songzhi, who were informed, did not confront me. Naturally, I put this basin of foot washing water on the head of King Jinlun.

The old monk was slandered by me, and his whole body was trembling with anger. When Kublai Khan returned from Xiangyang, he personally told him that Yang Guo had executed the left envoy of the Ming Cult and Kong Qisha, one of the four great Dharma Kings. Unexpectedly, Yang Guo, a shameless boy, had no sense of glory as a warrior at all. He bit him back with white teeth, and couldn't help but shout, and the surging palm power of the single palm that opened the mountain was slashing at me.

I gently pushed the two girls down aside, then took Lingbo Weibu, who was not very skilled, and barely avoided it. While shouting, "The old monk is so angry that he wants to kill someone to silence him. Does anyone care? Is there any other king's law?"

My movements seemed unfamiliar and embarrassed, as if I was really not good at martial arts.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King originally used only three success powers to try to force me to show my skills, so as to prove to the people of the Ming Cult that I was lying.

But when he saw that I didn't do anything, he pretended to be stupid and got angry. He wanted to kill me in one fell swoop while I didn't have the Xuan Iron Sword in my hand, and suddenly increased his skills to 100%.

Huo Hao could see clearly. When he first saw that the Golden Wheel Dharma King was not sharp, I was beaten and fled with my head. Obviously, my martial arts were just average.

I heard me call the King of Golden Wheel to kill someone to silence me. But coincidentally, the King of Golden Wheel also cooperated to use ten successful powers, which made Huo Hao firmly believe that King of Golden Wheel has a ghost in his heart.

He suddenly made a move, facing the right palm of the Golden Wheel King with his left hand, and then gently supported the Golden Wheel elbow to relieve his strength with his right hand. He turned his body half a circle in place, and introduced the Golden Wheel King's palm power into the ground from his legs. When he floated back, the blue bricks on the ground had been grounded three points.

I am aware of the goods and said intimately: Good Kung Fu!

I can resolve the ten successful powers of the Golden Wheel Dharma King invisible. If I can't do it, I don't know which level of skill is the Great Transfer of the Universe

Seeing that I was out of trouble, the two girls came to me and leaned against me.

Master Huo, what do you mean?

The King of Jinlun was furious and closed his sleeves and said angrily, obviously he was going to search the guy.

His senior brother, Dalun Mingwang, saw Rogna, with strange eyes wide open and touched his demon-subduing pestle into his waist.

I thought Huo Hao was not bad, but he and I had dozens of life lawsuits and would definitely not be friends, so I could only hope that they would lose both sides.

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel secretly happy, "Okay, the dog bites the dog, hurry up and fight it."

Huo Hao stopped his subordinates, turned to the King of Jinlun and said: Before he could ask clearly, why did the great monk act ignorant? Could it be that there is a ghost in his heart?

The King of Golden Wheel realized that he was fooled by me again, and snorted, whispering in his sleeves.

I continued to provoke: The Ming Cult in the Middle Earth and the Song clan are closely related, so there is no need to say this? The person on the surface is the official concubine of the King of Xiangyang and a relative of the royal family.

I pointed at Xie Wanqin and said

I continued: Also, in the military and political circles, the disciples of the Ming Cult are also very identifiable. The late Lord Shi Miyuan has been the prime minister for thirty years. He is a member of your Ming Cult?

Huo Hao knew Shi Miyuan and his qualifications were older than him. He nodded immediately

I continued: My immediate superior, Lord Han, the Privy Councillor, and your fellow believers, we all support the Song family. Naturally, we will not kill each other, they are all done by the Mongolians.

I felt guilty when I said this. Wanqin and Jiejie behind me held back their laughter and thought to myself: I am afraid none of us really took the Song Dynasty court in our hearts, but I didn't expect that I would make up lies without blinking.

Huo Hao was even hesitant. He was misled by me and thought by himself: Xie Wanqin dared not tell the truth. Could it be that she was afraid that the Mongolians would be powerful and that we would suffer losses in conflict with the Mongolians, so she chose to remain silent?

He also hesitated. Now that his country has fallen under the iron hoof of Mongolia, he really wants to submit to him, and he has no room for resistance. He dares not offend the Mongolians inside and outside. Perhaps this is another reason why Master Xie dares not tell the truth?

The more he thought about it, the more he made the truth, but why did she dare to speak today?

Huo Hao suddenly had a flash of inspiration, yes, it was this legendary boy. Three battles, slaughtering nearly one million Mongolians. What a terrible talent.

Huo Hao naturally doesn't believe that this is my credit, just think that there is a master behind me, but he only thinks that Xie Wanqin dares to express his opinion today because if the Ming Cult and the Song people unite, there is no need to be afraid of the cruel Mongolians, so she dares to tell the truth.

As the saying goes, the enemy is a friend. Although there is no such statement in Persian, human nature is like this. Sometimes it is not even described in words. It can be said that Huo Hao was completely fooled by me.

I don't know that his inner world is so wonderful. If I could read the mind, I'm afraid I'd be so happy that I'd fallen on the ground and roll on the ground now

But I saw that the Persians did not know the relationship between the Ming Cult in the Middle Earth and the Lingjiu Palace. I continued to provoke: Then Chen Qingjun should have been bribed by the King of Jinlun, so he came forward to frame Master Xie. Of course, this is also beneficial to her. If Master Xie stepped down, she could ascend to the throne of Master Xie. The conflict of interests here will naturally be clear at a glance.

Shameless child, die! The Golden Wheel King of the Golden Wheel took off his hand, and the wheel made a whimpering sound in the air and flew straight towards me

Ah! Kill someone, help! I pretended to be clumsy and squatted down, screaming and avoiding the deadly golden wheel. The wheel flew half a circle and was embedded in the pillars of the Wuhou Temple.

Let's do it slowly! Huo Hao acted bravely and fought with King Jinlun. His ten treasure tree kings also surrounded the King of Dalun Ming. The two sides fought fiercely at the same time, and actually left me aside

I thought a little and understood the key. Huo Hao was attracted by the military strength of the Xinxiang Army behind me, and intended to show kindness to me, and wanted to use my power to help him kill more Mongolians, so that Persia could be hoped to get rid of the control of the Mongols, or he intended to move the headquarters to Middle-earth. In this case, maybe we really have the possibility of cooperation.

Because the doctrine of Ming Buddhism has similar elements to Christianity, it emphasizes equality, love and guides people to be kind, which is much more advanced than the negative thoughts of Buddhism that do not practice this life and the next life.

The Ming Cult was suppressed by feudal rulers because their thoughts were not tolerated by this era, but I was worried that I could not find an opportunity to innovate the people's thoughts. Many ideological enlightenment movements in history were started from the religious reform. As long as there is good supervision, guidance and improvement, I believe that the Ming Cult doctrine is a good choice.

I gradually began to plot against Huo Hao, you foreign monk, stay and contribute to the great people of the Central Plains.

I quietly escorted the two girls to the yard. At this time, Leng Fanghun, the four elders, Rong'er, and Shentu Nian, He Qingshan led five hundred elite troops to surround the place.

I wiped my sweat and took off my coat. Only then did Xie Wanqin and Jiejie see more than a dozen thunders tied to me, and then I realized that I really took my life to gamble for them. The two women's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears of emotion could not stop falling down.

I smiled slightly and thought to myself that today I was lucky. The last method was successfully resolved before I could use it.

I first removed the bomb, then took the rifle I carried from Shen Tu Nian. In a blink of an eye, I saw that Rong'er had already begun to comfort Xie Wanqin.

Because of Uncle Guo, the two were embarrassed at first, but Rong'er knew that I was probably going to put her in the room, so she gradually opened her heart and said a few nice words to her. Xie Wanqin deliberately pleased her. Seeing Rong'er talking to her with a happy look, she was naturally even more attentive to her and was more attentive to her.

Sister Rong'er, why are you so tender now? Like a little girl in the seventeen or eighteen, Xie Wanqin asked in surprise

Rong'er turned red and said in a low voice: Let me tell you that this is not a place to talk.

Everyone entered the main hall again. The two sides of the hall saw our gang coming in a vast crowd, even Huo Hao felt a little nervous, not to mention the Golden Wheel Dharma King who had already broken up with me.

At this time, the King of Golden Wheel had already seen clearly that the person standing in front of the team was the four elders among the five great masters of the Central Plains, which made him even more powerful.

King Jinlun knew that it would be a blessing to escape today, so he cursed in his heart: "The prince is not good enough to make a plan, so he winked with his senior brother, turned around and wanted to run away."

The Seventh Lord led the way to the crowd, and with one move, the flying dragon stopped him in the sky and said: Wu Na Tibetan monk, Master Yideng’s blood debt, you must pay it back today.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King saw that the power of the Seven Lords contained a momentum of unyielding momentum. He knew that his skills had improved again. When he could not avoid it, a silver wheel in his hand flew out and smashed it towards the Seven Lords.

The seventh master laughed, and his palm technique suddenly changed. He spitted and released the power of the Qinglong water-drawing palm, which hit the side of the Falun. It was immediately blown to the point of twisting and falling to the ground.

I was slightly surprised. This was a trick of Qigong Xiaoyaoyou. He knew how to find the motivation to move forward from the foundation of martial arts. It seems that he has also been inspired a lot recently.

Qi Gong stepped on his feet and twisted his waist, and then swept out with a clean and neat leg. The King of Golden Wheel had no choice but to take a step back, and he held his palms hard, making a thousand-pound pendulum, and he ran into a head-on fight with Qi Gong.

As soon as others landed on the ground and their blood was still surging, the Seven Lords were already cheering up and attacking with another palm, which made the King of Jinlun feel exhausted from fighting.

The Ming Wang of the Great Wheel was determined to escape with his junior brother. At this time, he didn't care about the dignity of the top master. The demon-subduing pestle in his hand stabbed the Qi Gong's waist, and actually made a sneak attack.

My godfather shouted loudly, bent his knees slightly, and pushed straight towards the King of Dalun Ming, and surrounded Wei and saved Zhao with one move. The King of Dalun Ming retreated and relieved the trouble of the seven-president's copper cone penetration.

He laughed and said: "Old beggar, the palm I owe you back then has been paid off?"

The seventh man laughed and said: "You stinky toad, you haven't calculated the interest yet. How should you calculate this account?"

While responding to the challenge, my godfather smiled and said: Then when I go back, I will invite you to drink. Is it Chongbi wine, Yao Zixuequ, or Luzhou special qu, you can choose it as you like

OK, one word is certain!

The two agreed and couldn't help laughing vigorously together

I was moved when I saw them laughing and extinguishing their grudges.

If they were to say that they were also destined to fight and kill for half their lives, if it weren’t for my appearance, the two of them would have been with each other and buried their bones on the top of Mount Hua. How could they have the opportunity to fight side by side and have a drink like now?

I turned to my father-in-law, Leng Fanghun and Zhou Botong, staring at Huo Hao directly. The old man on the opposite side was in a daze. I didn't know what these three old people wanted to do.

My father-in-law and Zhou Botong heard me tell you how the great shift of the universe is so magical, and they all want to try the depth.

Leng Fanghun mixed some of the essence of the Great Movement in his kung fu, so he wanted to confirm it with Huo Hao.

Everyone in Persian and Ming Cult feels that the atmosphere is wrong and they all gather together to guard against our sudden attack.

Alas! That's the matter, I'll fight you! The old naughty boy is still thick-skinned, and he has to roll up his sleeves and end up fighting

I quickly stopped me and said: Old naughty boy, don't mess around, there are enemies here, there are opportunities to compete in the future, don't scare our friends

Hearing that I said, the old naughty boy lowered his head and retreated.

I pointed out the difference between enemies and friends, and Huo Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at me kindly.

I saw him smiling at me and showed him friendly. I looked at him with my white and neat teeth. For a moment, the atmosphere of our two gangs eased a lot.

If this place is not a place to speak, I would like to talk to him and explore his words.

At this time, looking at the situation inside the field, the overall situation is almost certain

The Golden Wheel Dharma King was already slightly inferior, and he was surprised and a little restless, so he was quickly suppressed to a disadvantage. He could only rely on the ninth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna

However, we, the discerning people around us, could see through it at a glance. This is because the Seventh Lord wanted to feed him a move and did not use a killing move on him. It was only a matter of time before the King of Golden Wheel was defeated.

My godfather is a little bit unsuccessful. The Great Wheel Ming King is indeed very skilled. He is wearing a cassock and magical power to conquer demons, which is even more difficult to deal with than Tianming's sleeves.

His robe was covered with a huge shield, which was hard or soft, and was varied. My godfather's palm power and fist power were smooth and unbearable. If he wanted to grab the old monk and suck his internal strength, he was even a mouse pulled the turtle and had no idea how to start. He couldn't help but screamed in anger.

Seeing that the Golden Wheel Dharma King had already revealed his defeat, he did not dare to hide his own personal information. He pretended to be a pistol and jumped out of the battle group, screaming strangely, and a rhythmic shooting on himself.

My father-in-law said with a serious expression: This old monk recites the Sanskrit mantra again, and he is afraid he will use his ultimate move. He is ready to take the old poisonous creature at any time.

Only then did I realize that he was not crazy, and the shuttle in his hand couldn't help but hold it tighter

The old monk shouted loudly, turned the demon-subduing pestle and stabbed the pointed head into his head.

We were all stunned. Can he still survive like this?

If you can't beat it, don't you have to be so unwilling to think about it?

Zhou Botong looked at it while saying it was boring, and even my godfather turned around and was about to come back.

I suddenly felt a dangerous aura, and raised my gun and shot the old monk.

The generals behind me were also open-minded. The first time I saw such a fight, I couldn't beat him on the spot. The so-called general was too. He would whip his corpse when he died. It was a bit...

Before he finished speaking, the old monk suddenly stood up. The old monk, who was originally seven feet tall, turned around in a blink of an eye. His height was soaring that he had two feet tall. His monk's robes were shattered, revealing his muscles with twisted roots, and suddenly appeared like rocks, revealing the metallic luster.

At this time, Rong'er didn't forget to poke my back mischievously. I turned around and looked at her. She smiled at me sarcastically, stared at my chest, but her face turned slightly red

That pretty look, if it weren't for such an urgent occasion, I really wanted to hug her and kiss her well

Replying to the King of Dalun, he caught my gun bullet with his hand. Although the bullet made a blood hole in his hand, he did not show any pain at all.

He pulled out the demon-subduing pestle on his forehead, and the blood hole on his forehead quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving a half-inch thin slit, as if a third eye had appeared on the top door. The old monk was originally a kind-eyed man, suddenly there were two blood patterns on his face, turning into murderous and angry Vajra with wide eyes.

We were shocked to see it. What kind of monster is this?

I was worried that my godfather would make a mistake and was about to take off his robe and replace him. My father-in-law waved his hand and stopped me.

He discussed with Zhou Botong: Are you here or me?

The old naughty boy said: This seems quite fun, I'll try it, my father-in-law said: OK, when you go and wait, Huo Hao, you have to give it to me.

OK!

The old naughty boy nodded and pushed my godfather aside and said: Old poison, go back and rest for a while, watch me play with him.

My godfather is actually a little timid. He has seen it the most clearly recently. He thought that if he was not careful, he would probably see life and death.

He is now tied to him, but he doesn't want to end his happy old age so early

The old naughty boy roared, and the Vajra Fist came out wildly. The hard skill of the Taoist outer sect collided with the Tibetan Buddhism's Tantric practices. For a moment, the battle was colorful, and the two of them were evenly matched.

Ouyang Feng saw that the battle seemed to be over at the Qigong, and thought that if there was something to eat, don't waste it. He took advantage of the Qigong's entanglement with the Jinlun Dharma King. He stepped forward and grabbed the old monk's shoulders. The self-created Star-absorbing Technique was activated. The Jinlun Dharma King felt that his internal energy was constantly losing, and he couldn't help but be scared to the death.

The Seventh Duke despised my godfather's vicious technique of harming others and benefiting oneself, but he did not particularly object to a great evil person like the King of Jinlun. He just took the lead. As soon as Dad Ouyang took over, he retreated aside and watched the battle with my father-in-law and the old man Leng Fanghun. The old naughty boy and the King of Dalun Ming was fighting.

After the size of this big wheel king soared, his strange power was also amazingly great

In addition, he recited the mantra and blessed the demon-subduing pestle in his hand. Although the old naughty boy's proud Kung Fu was so fist that he could not try the pain at all, he actually stood invincible. We couldn't help but squeeze him cold sweat for him when we watched him.

Dad, do you need to help the old naughty boy? What if he makes a mistake? Rong'er was frightened by watching from the side and couldn't help but persuade him

It's okay, look at the old naughty boy, he still enjoys it

When we saw that, the old naughty boy still had a smile on his face. I guess he was having fun now.

Don't worry about him, his left and right fights, Kongming fist hasn't been tried yet, and he also said what Yin-Yang Fish he said, I don't know what kind of moves it would be, I also smiled

Here, my godfather was full of energy to suck internal force, and lifted the Golden Wheel Dharma King like a deflated ball and threw it on the ground

I smiled gloomyly, helped the old monk up, and said to him: Dharma King Ah, why did I tell you last time I spared you? I really thought you made great progress in martial arts, and dared to challenge me, and spend your old age in my hometown honestly?

The King of Success and Defeat, and the King of Jinlun was also a hero for his lifetime. Naturally, he understood this truth. When he saw me ridiculing him, he snorted coldly and didn't say a word more

I said with a smile: Originally, you came to me, you took a look at me, and I will continue, we will do whatever we do, I respect you as a hero, but if you attack my friends and relatives, I don’t want others to follow suit, so I can only aggrieved you, the monk, sacrificed your life and became a Buddha immediately

The King of Jinlun was shocked. Before he could speak, he tilted his head and died. However, the knife I carried with him had already stabbed him in his heart and gave him a happy account.

I thought to myself: Since I plan to reconcile with the Mingjiao, this pot of shit will still be put on your head. You can go with peace of mind. Qingming Festival, July 15th, I will burn more paper money for you.

Not far away, Huo Hao and his subordinates saw that the old men who were attacking us were all top experts. They were not sure of winning against one. They were even more afraid of Ouyang's evil martial arts to absorb internal energy. Moreover, my father-in-law and old man had not taken action yet, but they didn't know that the most powerful martial arts here were, in addition to the seemingly delicate Leng Fanghun, there was also me, a rogue master who played according to common sense.

Master, let’s retreat! When the King of the Great Dao Baotou Tree saw that I stabbed the King of Golden Wheel to death with a knife, he secretly poked Huo Hao and said,

Huo Hao was also furious, but thinking about it, he was quite considerate with Yang Guo and helped him to relieve him twice. He was also friendly to him, and it would not be bad for him.

From Xie Wanqin's relationship with the Ming Cult in the Middle Earth, uh...

Don't forget it. Xie Wanqin and Yuan Jiejie were beaten several times by them. If this one is included, I'm afraid that my group of people will be in trouble.

He looked back at the King of Wisdom Treasure Tree behind him. The King of Wisdom Treasure Tree shook his head at him and signaled that it was okay.

He felt at ease and waved his hand to the King of Taoist Treasure Trees and said: No hurry, let’s see the situation first. As he said that, he turned his head and looked at the wonderful showdown in the field.

The old naughty boy's expression has gradually become solemn, his hands are shaking each other and changing from left to right. The strength of the Vajra Fist and the femininity of the Kongming Fist complement each other, either by head-on or by softness to overcome hardness, barely resolved the round after round of attacks of the Great Wheel Ming King.

His head was filled with mist, and he had obviously mobilized 10% of his internal power to deal with his opponents. We guess he wanted to wait until the great wheel Mingwang became weaker and then take advantage of the opportunity to counterattack.

On the other hand, the Ming King of Dalun did not show any fatigue at all, and still had a ferocious look. His move was concise and concise, and his fists were full of force everywhere. It was only stronger than the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique of the Nine-level skill of the King of Jinlun Dharma. He followed a typical way of breaking cleverness with force.

Even more terrifying is that his defense has not weakened at all, and after the old naughty boy's heavy hand hit him with a heavy hand, the anger on his face increased a little, making us start to secretly sweat for the old playboy.

The old naughty boy in the field suddenly changed again. At first, his left and right palms divided into yin and yang, but now his palms are constantly changing, gradually my eyes cannot keep up with his transformation speed, and he has reached a balanced mysterious state.

Rong'er was slightly stunned and asked me: The old naughty boy's movements were so fast, but I suddenly felt that his movements seemed to be half still. Is this what you said, breaking through the barriers of movement and stillness and reaching the state of nirvana?

Well, it seems that this is the Yin-Yang Fish created by the old naughty boy. Unexpectedly, Ah... He is indeed a genius that is rare in hundreds of years.

I nodded slightly and sighed

My father-in-law and Leng Fanghun nodded at the same time, agreeing with my statement very much

My godfather curled his mouth and didn't seem to see what was good about the old naughty boy's move; the seventh master also stared at the old naughty boy's movements in a daze, trying to take a closer look, but he still couldn't see any clues.

As for Ke Zhenye, he couldn't see or understand. The generals standing far away just thought they were just watching the excitement.

Huo Hao looked at him with the King of Changsheng Baotou, who was the most skilled martial arts under him, and his eyes were full of horror.

Huo Hao only practiced the Great Transfer of the Universe to the Fourth Level, but he knew that even if he practiced to the Sixth Level, he might not necessarily borrow strength from the old naughty boy, unless he could practice to the highest level of the seventh level...

Since then, the magical skills were founded, and no one could touch that height except the old man in the mountains. Huo Hao himself did not know that in fact, the seventh level of the Great Transfer of the Universe was mostly just an ideal realm imagined by the old man in the mountains, and he himself did not practice it.

The old naughty boy's Yin-Yang fish in his hands covered the right palm of the Dalun Mingwang. With a bang, the old naughty boy was shocked and flew back. I caught him behind him and helped him remove his strength.

He spitted out a mouthful of blood in his chest, and his expression was a little calmer. I gave him a psychological qi pill, and he closed his eyes and started to exercise his skills with his legs cross-legged.

My heart was a little astringent, my scalp was a little numb. The old urchin boy, like a turbine, could be crushed by a few inches of steel plates, but the old monk was completely unscathed.

Although there is an old naughty boy who has just mastered it and cannot use it proficiently, this old monk...

Damn... I can't even hurt him? He's too perverted, right? Will he let people live? I can't help but curse.

Leng Fanghun glanced at me and said: He is not unscathed, look at his right hand

After Leng Fanghun said this, I noticed that the right hand of the Great Wheel Mingwang began to tremble subtly without realizing it.

I saw that his bare head was already sweating profusely, and he slid down his face and dripped to the ground.

His right forearm suddenly seemed to have lost support, and suddenly hung down like a boneless dead snake.

Ah... The King of Dalun screamed. I don't know if he really felt pain or because he felt heartbroken that he had fallen into permanent disability. In short, I can see that his right arm is completely useless.

The body of the Great Wheel Mingwang shrinks to his original height like a deflated ball.

But his body was supported by flesh and blood, and now he was deflated. His originally strong body was wailing like a mountain of meat.

I sighed, knowing that he used the ultimate method to urge potential. If he didn't kill him, he wouldn't have lived long. He was an irrelevant person. I asked the Guard to leave him a horse and let him fend for himself.

I turned around and invited Huo Hao and the Persian Ming Cult to return to the residence together. Huo Hao was obviously interested in talking to me, so we hit it off.

I ordered the people below to clear the traces of fighting in the Wuhou Temple, and then led the large army on the way back

This night was a big fuss for three or four hours. When we got home, it was already dawn. I remembered that this night was safe, so I suddenly wanted to lie lazily on the bed for a day and a night, hugging my wives and talking.

Unexpectedly, there will be surprises after getting home

Chen Qingjun, who has not shown up, has been beaten into a sieve. Yin Kexi was captured, tied with cow tendons, and put on a big shackle and iron shackles. He is now lying in the woodshed.

I set up a net of heaven and earth at home, and I had to show my waist signs when I went in and out. Chen Qingjun and Yin Kexi were entrusted by King Jinlun and brought more than a dozen people to raid my backyard, which was tantamount to hitting the stone with eggs.

Chen Qingjun broke in, and before his heel landed, he was shot into a sieve by thirty machine guns. Yin Kexi was almost scared to pee his pants, and hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

Seeing the love he gave him a whip, Chu Qing ordered him to stay away from death, otherwise I would have an extra body when I came back to see him.

I looked at Chen Qingjun's face that was relatively peaceful at this time, and thought to myself that if she was not so arrogant every day, she would look quite beautiful, alas...

What a pity

I ordered all these people to be buried. I remembered and didn't ask how Master Yue was doing?

I wonder if it was because I took my apprentices back to Huashan. Xiaofeng girl and Tianqi lost their mother. Is it also quite miserable?

That being said, there is always a feeling of tears from a crocodile. In short, the Southwest has come to an end

I recruited some defenders from Hanzhong, and Zhu Ziliu also followed him, and his identity also moved from behind to front of the stage.

Master Yideng passed away, and he lost his concern. He also thought that he might be able to defend his homeland in Song State. Not only can he defend the enemy outside the country, but he can also secretly provide Dali on time. With him, Gao did not dare to be too arrogant and domineering in the country. It can be said that he could kill a few goals in one fell swoop.

The conditions I offered were generous, and I transferred him to Chengdu and adjacent to Dali, which shows my trust in him

He is a smart person and naturally knows how to repay his favors. He agreed to my employment very happily

I also entrusted Xiaowu's son to him. After Zhu Ziliu heard that this was an old friend, he happily agreed to adopt the child.

I promised to teach him personally when he got older, and Zhu Ziliu promised that I would provide a good enlightenment education for this child.

I kept Shen Tu Nian and worked with him, and had a secret talk with them again. It was because the generals and political powers separated, so I felt at ease to go back to Chang'an.

Huo Hao and his ten treasure tree kings were invited by me and went north with me, which was a coincidence.

We talked a lot on the way, and I was surprised to find that Huo Hao had his unique insights in terms of people's livelihood, politics and military. And although his ideas were somewhat out of the reality of this era, such as establishing a society that everyone is equal, equal land rights, and allowing the plunder to have a land

It's simply the original version of the primary stage of socialism

I was secretly happy and couldn't help but take out the ten basic strategies I formulated in Jiangbei and explained them one by one. He and the King of Wisdom Treasure Tree were both surprised because my strategy was more detailed and detailed, and many of them had been implemented.

No, this is absolutely impossible. The goal we have been fighting for for hundreds of years, hundreds of thousands of people are martyred in order to obtain a true explanation like this, but it has never been recognized by the ruler and will be severely persecuted.

Huo Hao said with some emotion

I thought to myself: It seems that your life in Central Asia is not easy...

Brother Huo, you cannot say this, the reason why you Ming Cult was persecuted by the rulers is that in order to maintain the authority of the rule, the power must make the people obey, but you encourage the people to rise up and resist. This is called class conflict, and this conflict of opposition cannot be eliminated in fundamentally.

I took the opportunity to introduce him to the concept of class

It makes sense. I have been discussing with King Wisdom for so many years, but I am not as profound as the commander today. It really corresponds to the sentence of you Han people: Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years.

I smiled in my heart and did not correct his mistakes. I just continued: Now, north of the Yangtze River, our new army has vast land, and the people can be the masters of the country, and live and work in peace and contentment. The people are the masters of the country. We are not the rulers of the country, but the managers. If we put this position in place, the original contradiction will naturally be greatly reduced.

The King of Wisdom Treasure Tree suddenly asked: Is there a practical difference between managers and rulers? They hold great power. If the people do not obey, they can both suppress the people with force.

I couldn't help but look at him in surprise. This thin and small old man had a keen observation ability and hit the point of the problem. I continued: That's right, that's why I call ourselves managers, and managers work for the boss. To put it simply, the people are bosses, and how can we limit the power of managers? Supervise each other!

Military power restricts civil affairs, prevents officials from corruption and abuses the law, maintains normal national order, and externally, to resist attacks by invaders, civil affairs restricts fiscal, fiscal expenditure, and income. It is necessary to accept the allocation and supervision of civil affairs. Finance and governments also restrict military affairs. When serving in the army, they have to get food and pay, and when fighting, they rely on food weapons. These all require civil affairs nodding. Every year, everyone discusses how much should be spent and whether war needs to be launched.

I'm not afraid of them learning secretly. If a new political system is established more and more, at least everyone can be more civilized and will not use their swords and guns at any time. Wouldn't that be nice?

My words made the two of them fascinated. Even my father-in-law, Rong'er, Yelu Qi and Yu Jie who were listening to each other, were not in a position, and obviously they agreed with my opinion.

Huo Hao suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to me and said: No matter whether the commander can put your ideal into practice, I can hear that you are indeed a great hero who is dedicated to the welfare of the people. In this chaotic era, God can bring down a wise ruler like you, and the unification of the Central Plains is bound to be just around the corner!

The King of Wisdom Treasures also stood up, followed his leader, bowed to me together

I thought to myself that this is just a little bit of fur. If I talk to you more, I am afraid that you will not follow me obediently?

But chatting with these foreigners is really like-minded.

I stood up and helped them up and said with a smile: Listening is false, and seeing is true. It is better for a few distinguished guests to follow me to the east. We will go to Xiangfan. After more than two years of construction, we will definitely give you a more vivid and specific feeling.

The two looked at each other and Huo Hao said: In this way, we, the wild people in the remote area, will be disrespectful.

We were humble again, and they left my living room and waited for them to leave. My father-in-law asked me: I think you are very concerned about these people and are you interested in recruiting them?

I smiled and said: Their views are quite good. If you guide them well, you will definitely be a good helper to guide the people and be kind. The people have some positive beliefs. It is also a good thing. I think it is always easy. If you have nothing to do, go to the temple to ask for blessings from gods and Buddhas. A lot of money will be fed to the monks.

None of the people here are determined Buddhists. My father-in-law looked down on those slanderfish who were so hypocritical and didn't care about farming from the bottom of my heart. He thought I was right.

His affirmation really made me flattered. He has rarely praised me in recent years, and it makes me tremble every day

He continued: However, this matter should not be too attentive, otherwise they will definitely swell. I heard their words and saw that they were not doing well in Persia, and they seemed to want to defect to you.

I nodded, looked at my third brother Yelu Qi and my sixth brother Yu Jie, and then continued: That's why I invited them to go to Xiangyang and let them see our achievements with their own eyes. Then I won't be afraid that they won't take the initiative to show their kindness.

Well... My old father-in-law, I saw my daughter feeling a little depressed and knew she was homesick

So he said to me: However, if you come forward in person, the specifications are still too high. We accompanied them on a walk, which is considered a private visit, and the things we saw are more realistic.

I thought it was true, but Isn’t it a bit rude to the person I invited but I didn’t go there?

Rong'er quickly advised: Actually, you have a lot of things to deal with. Kublai Khan's army is still missing. Chang'an is still waiting for you to go back and take charge.

So, the matter was finalized like this. As for how they were willing to compete with Huo Hao, I won't care.

When we arrived in Nanzheng, our brigade continued to head north, left Yangping, went north to Chencang, and returned to Chang'an

Another team walked east along Taihang Mountain Yang and headed straight to Shangyong and Xinye. The ones responsible for receiving the Ming Cult are my father-in-law and Leng Fanghun. Qigong and Eunuch Ke are worried, because they are afraid that my father-in-law will come up and fight with the Ming Cult, so they will follow them.

After seeing Huo Hao off, I made time to ask Jiejie carefully what happened after the separation

My hair is three thousand feet tall, and my fate is as sad as I am. You are not as white as I think of me, right?

When the night was quiet, I quietly got into Jiejie's tent. Although her beautiful face had not changed, her gray hair was really dazzling.

At that time, I went back and begged the palace master, begging her to let you go. She promised me that as long as I took a pill, I would become like this after I took it, she said in a calm tone.

This old witch, what tricks did she play with me? She told me that you were dead, and then she said that you were alive and made me die. If it weren't for you, I would have shot her to death.

I said hatefully

I don't understand what Leng Fanghun means. I didn't let Jiejie see her and refused to let her come back, but she fell into the opponent and was beaten several times. It took me two days to recover from the injury.

Don't be so angry. Actually, I guess, the Palace Master is just to let me see you more clearly... You went back to Chang'an and didn't send someone to pick me up. I'm very sad. Although I'm very ugly now, I can't let you go.

Jiejie held my hand and said

It's all my fault, I've made you wronged

Actually, it is not my responsibility, but I am not ready to shirk responsibility. It is too unlucky. At this time, I was in my arms, and there is no need to argue about who is right or wrong. I reached out to Jiejie's waist, untied the silk ribbon on her skirt, and used practical actions to prove that I still loved her deeply...

The moonlight is quiet, the night is as cool as water. With the bright moonlight, our figures overlapped together in the tent

On the 16th day of the 12th lunar month, our troops from the southern expedition finally returned to Chang'an City

The team that welcomed our triumphant return extended to several miles outside the city. The 300,000 households in Chang'an City welcomed each other in the street. The Zhuque Gate played a festive music to welcome the triumphant soldiers in the chanting music.

I felt a little emotional. The soldiers who were full of energy when they went out to fight had a little more fatigue and fatigue when they returned, but more of the joy of surviving and returning home

There are nearly 20,000 soldiers who have been buried forever in the vast land in the southwest. They have not been able to see today's grand celebration. We can only remember them deeply in our hearts. Their sacrifice will bring about the long-term stability of our family and country. May the martyrs rest in peace.

At this point, the extremely tragic battle between Sichuan and Sichuan, which lasted for four months, finally came to an end