Chapter 4 Tengyuan celebrates the third anniversary of the establishment of 17K Any woman has the right to care about her husband, and using this as a reason for going out of the country does make it difficult for Zhang Jin to refuse.
In fact, on the way back to the main village, the big boss Zhang Jin said that he had begun to regret it in his heart.
He regretted that he made the decision not to support Cheng Mingzhen too hastily, and even more regretted that he fell for the cuckoo so easily.
When did that wild girl become so well-behaved as she is today, she heard the news that Cheng Mingzhen was about to fight with others, and she could honestly do needlework and follow people, "What good ideas can a niece have, how to arrange it for the big boss, and how to do it for a niece" If Du Scar's daughter is such a well-behaved character, Old Scar will not be so angry with his daughter that she will lose a lot of hair every day There is no doubt that she learned this trick from Liu'er.
Recently, I haven't been diligent enough to clean up Liu'er's little slut, and the "little slut" has become more and more arrogant, and he is willing to help people with any ghost idea.
However, since the decision not to send troops to rescue Cheng Mingzhen has been made, in order to maintain the image of the big boss, Zhang Jin said that he could not just issue the order to let Xue Lao Er go back on immediately.
That would greatly damage his prestige in the Swamp and give him the impression of weakness.
The impact of any damage is immeasurable, and if he wants to sit firmly in the position of the big boss, he must show something different from ordinary people Therefore, when Du Juan proposed that he would follow behind Hao Laodao's cavalry and ask for news of Cheng Mingzhen, Zhang Jin said that he would allow it without hesitation.
And in order to show his concern, he specially named twenty good men from his own guards, and asked them to take care of the safety of the cuckoo along the way.
Unexpectedly, this heart cuckoo refused to accept it, insisting that it was enough to only bring her usual guards.
Zhang Jin said that she reluctantly accepted ten of them after repeated requests.
Ordered the other ten men to stay and do their best to protect the safety of the big boss.
"Heh, in Juluze, this acre and three points of land, what will be the problem with my safety" Zhang Jincheng pouted disdainfully, feeling awkward for the politeness that Du Juan had just learned.
Before the words fell, the cuckoo had already turned his horse's head and rushed out in a hurry.
Only a string of smoke and dust was left behind, and countless mouths around them that opened wide in surprise.
"Don't lead the horse to chase after you yet," Zhang Jin said that he raised his leg and gave the nearest guard a kick and scolded loudly.
"If the Seven Masters have three long and two short, you don't have to come back, even if I can let you go, Du Scar and Hao Laodao will have to skin you."
"Alas, alas," the guards grinned, and galloped to the stables.
He coaxed his mount and chased after him along the hoof prints left by the cuckoo.
After chasing for more than an hour, he ran straight so that everyone was foaming at the mouth, but he didn't even catch up with the shadow of the seven masters.
Fortunately, the land around Juluze is moist, and the traces left by the horse's hooves are very obvious.
Following the horse's hoof marks left by Hao Laodao's horse team and Du Juan's own soldiers along the way, the guards tried their best to control the speed of their horses, and continued to move forward with the rhythm of stopping every hour to rest.
Chasing from dawn to sunset, and then from sunset to noon the next day, and finally when the sun was about to set the next day, I saw the mark of my own cavalry hanging next to the woods.
"Oh my grandma" Although more than two dozen big men did not catch up with a little woman on horseback, the guards did not feel disgraced at all.
When he saw his own people who were on guard, he immediately got off his horse and lay on the ground panting wildly.
At this moment, their mounts were almost exhausted, and when they got off their horses, they immediately rolled to the ground.
Wheezing, screaming, if no one treats it in time, it will become a waste that can only be put in a soup pot.
"Whose mount, hurry up and pull it up for Lao Tzu, don't make any more noise, otherwise Lao Tzu will slaughter people and horses together" The little leader in charge of guarding in the forest had a very big temper, and when he heard the movement outside, he poked his head out and scolded sharply.
"Zhang Duwei hurriedly sent someone to help, and the brothers have no strength to lead the horse."
A guard named Wang Qian had sharp eyes, recognized the person who spoke as Hao Laodao's right-hand man, Zhang Pigskin, and lowered his voice to pray.
"Why are you kid" Zhang Pigskin rubbed his eyes, confirming that the guy who was lying on the grass and dirty like a mud sow was the personal guard of the big boss, and couldn't help but exclaim.
"It's not that the big boss has been harmed by the seven masters, let us protect her."
Wang Qian waved his hand, his face full of shame.
"Did you see the seven masters, she said to Ze to inquire about the news" "You guys are really rubbish," Zhang Pigskin shook his head and sneered, waved his hand and called a group of brothers, two by one, and dragged Wang Qian and the others into the woods along with their mounts.
As he walked, he explained to the other party why he did so.
"There was going to be a fight in the ravine ahead.
The ninth master set up a set for Yang Baimao there.
It took a lot of effort for Wang Duwei to deceive the surnamed Yang.
If the suspicion caused by the sound of the horse's barking provokes the Nine Masters to abandon their previous efforts, the Seven Masters will definitely not be finished with you."
"The Seven Masters are also here" Wang Qian got the news he urgently needed, and his spirit was immediately lifted.
"Haven't you fought with the surnamed Yang yet, we thought the battle was over?"
"Be quiet, no one will take you for a dumb person," Pigskin put his finger to his lips and made a gesture to prohibit the noise.
Then he lowered his voice to the limit, and replied in a whisper-like size: "The skills of the Seven Masters are much stronger than yours, and they caught up with us in the first half of the night on the first day.
The sentry sent out yesterday said that the Jiu Dang family had retreated to the wild fox depression, and we thought that he had suffered a loss at the hands of the surnamed Yang, so we rushed over to rescue him.
As a result, he was intercepted head-on by the sentry under the command of the Nine Masters on the way.
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The nine masters told everyone that they didn't have to come forward to help, just wait and see the excitement."
"That is, the ninth master has this courage" Although all the muscles and bones of his body were tired, Wang Qian still felt that this hard work was very worthwhile.
Who is Yang Shanhui, the guard of Qinghe County, almost the entire Hebei Green Forest heroes have to take a detour when they see his banner.
But Cheng Mingzhen dared to take the initiative to come to his door to find trouble, and like a donkey, he led him from the Zongcheng generation to the fox depression, what a courage and ability Speaking of Cheng Mingzhen, Zhang Pigskin was also full of pride, "Of course, you don't look at who the ninth master is, the seventh master is our Hao Ye's closed disciple, can the man who can subdue her?"
"That's right," Wang Qian and the others couldn't help but nod.
Think about back then, which man of the right age in the entire giant deer Ze didn't want to kiss the Fang Ze of the Jade Rakshasa, and he was bold enough to approach, and who didn't get rid of his desire by a whip.
Only Cheng Mingzhen, the ninth master, not only has never eaten the whip of the seventh master, but also asked the seventh master to willingly put down the horsewhip for him and pick up the embroidery needle.
As he spoke, he suddenly remembered a few old eagle cries in front of him, "Wow, wow, wow", and then, the old eagles in the nearby hilltops responded in flocks, "Wow, wow, wow".
It was a desolate bird that lived by eating the carrion of dead snakes, dead fish, and animals, and its presence was always a sign of bad omen.
The crowd who was laughing in a low voice immediately became nervous, and craned their necks to look at the hill above.
The horses that had been dragged into the forest also kept smashing the ground with their hooves, trying to neigh, but their mouths were tightly wrapped in the clothes of the soldiers, and they could only breathe "shhh "It's not there yet," Zhang Pigskin looked at his neck for a while, lowered his head and explained to everyone in a low voice.
"Using the crow call as a signal, it must have been Wang Ermao's grandson who came up with it.
That is, the grandson, who makes moves with three points of loss."
The hearts of the people hanging in their throats suddenly relaxed, and they felt dizzy.
Relying on his identity as the main guard of Dazhai, Wang Qian climbed a few steps up the mountain beam, and found a reason for himself as he walked, "I have to protect the seven masters, in case she has three long and two short, the big boss will definitely want my head." ” "We have to go too, Team Wang, wait for us," the rest of the guards immediately rolled up from the ground and followed him hand and foot.
If you get closer, you will be able to see more clearly, and it is better to see the results sooner rather than wait behind the mountain to suffer.
"Give me all back, the five masters have an order, and those who alarm the enemy will die" Seeing this, Zhang Pigskin hurriedly ran to the head to stop it.
Just lifting out the name of Hao Laodao must be a little insufficient for the guards of the big master, and pressing the handle of the knife with his hand, he continued to add, "The seventh master also said that whoever dares to cause trouble for the ninth master, whose head she wants."
You don't have to worry about getting involved, and see if she's just talking and playing."
The guards were not very afraid of Hao Laodao, and they were really in awe of the name of the cuckoo.
After a moment's hesitation, they all stopped.
Zhang Pigskin didn't want to offend the other party too much, so he quickly removed his hand from the handle of the knife and hugged his fists to make amends: "Even if a few brothers give me face, don't all climb to the top of the hill."
Anyway, you won't be able to find out where the Seven Masters are hiding for a while.
It's better to slow down your physical strength here, the five masters said" He put his hand to his lips and pretended to be mysterious, "The hillside doesn't show the skill of our cavalry."
If the nine masters succeed, let's take a detour from the road and stab him from behind, so that the white-eyed wolf can also taste the taste of being attacked from front to back."
After all, the temptation to see the excitement was not as good as participating in it themselves, and most of the guards immediately made the choice of preparing to participate in the battle after a little hesitation.
Among them, Wang Qian, who had the highest rank, did not dare to live up to Zhang Jincheng's entrustment, thought about it, and returned the salute with his fists, "I brought twenty brothers this time, and left fifteen for your dispatch."
The remaining five followed me to protect the Seven Masters.
Trouble Brother Zhang to point out, where is the position of the seven masters.
Let us find her smoothly, and we will have an explanation to the big boss in the future."
Since the order of the big boss has been brought out as a reason, this face can not be left unlimited.
With the last rays of light on the horizon, he reached out and pointed to a slightly steep hill not far away.
"Right behind that big black rock, right in front of the Coiled Snake Valley.
Climb up the ravine that was washed out by the flood, and be careful not to startle too many wild birds."
"Don't worry, I don't have so many heads to chop off for the seven masters" Wang Qian responded with a smile, stretched out his hand to both sides, and pointed, "Jiucheng, Tusheng, Liu Erzhu, as well as Zhao Huozi and Feng San, you come with me."
The others are temporarily under the command of Duwei Zhang, don't cause trouble to others."
The guards agreed, and each received his order.
Wang Qian tidied up his clothes and weapons, followed the path pointed out by Zhang Pigskin, and slowly climbed to the top of the mountain in the distance.
The mound didn't look high, and it took a lot of effort to get up.
If you lead the mount, you will definitely not be able to climb over it.
It is no wonder that Hao Laodao was able to hide the cavalry behind the mountain and wait for the last opportunity to pick peaches.
At this moment, the sky was slowly darkening, and from time to time the crow cries came from the air, and the limbs were stiff with nervousness.
But these unfortunate cries are endless, often just after a while, and then again, and it is impossible to tell which ones are made by the minions in charge of watching, and which ones are really crows.
In addition to the crow's cry, the clearest thing is Wang Qian's own breathing and heartbeat.
The continuous rush made him and his brothers physically exhausted to the extreme.
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But the deep desire for victory overcame the exhaustion and urged them to keep speeding up.
I finally climbed to the top of the hill, but the sky above me was completely dark.
The big stars hang directly above, as if they can be touched by reaching out.
Such a bright starry night was obviously not conducive to an ambush, but the war had reached its final moment, and it was too late to make any changes.
All hopes can only be pinned on Wang Ermao, who is responsible for luring the enemy, hoping that he can pretend to be some, and don't let the white-eyed wolf see through the trap.
It's not just the cuckoo who hides behind the rocks.
With the bright starlight, Wang Qian also saw Han Shiwang and Niu Dazhuang old acquaintances.
But none of the people had the heart to say hello, their faces were pale one by one, and they didn't know whether they were like this by the starlight, or they were frightened like this by the tension of the battle.
In the midst of a group of men, the figure of the cuckoo is particularly clear.
Seeing Wang Qian coming over with a smiling face, she moved her body to the side, giving the other party a palm-sized foothold.
"Xie Qi is in charge" Wang Qian was flattered all of a sudden, lowered his voice to thank him, the cuckoo smiled, did not speak, and quickly turned his gaze to the bottom of the valley, as if he could distinguish from behind the dark bushes and weeds, which one was the person he cared about.
Nothing could be seen at the bottom of the valley except the outlines of trees and grass.
But Du Juan knew that Cheng Mingzhen was hiding there, and he must still be holding his ash tassel gun in his hand.
The red tassel under the head of the gun was tied by her own hand before he came out of Ze last time.
After more than four months of wind and rain, I don't know if the gun tassel has faded, and it has been polished to the point that there are still a few lines left But she was confident that the owner of the spear would not tear it off and throw it away, even if the tassel was worn down to the last hoop.
He would also hold it, staining it red again and again with the blood of his enemies, and washing away the dried blood stains with cold water again and again.
The owner of the spear never disappointed her, always working miracles when she was expecting them.
Today is the time when a new miracle is born, and he doesn't need anyone's help, but she can be there to witness it.
Then share the victory with him and cheer with him.
"Wow, wow, wow, wow" Outside the valley, the crow's voice rose again, causing countless of the same kind to respond with their voices pulled in their voices.
It was a devastating devastation to the human ear, and everyone who heard it felt upset.
But it is undoubtedly the least reverative bird call, and there is no willingness to listen carefully to the information contained in the crow's call, nor is it willing to discern the rhythmic changes of the crow's call.
Crows are everywhere in the fox depression, and the harsh environment here is not suitable for some delicate beasts, but it allows carcasse-eating animals, including rats and crows, to reproduce to the greatest extent.
"Wow, wow, wow, wow" More crow cries were heard, making people's scalps explode.
Immediately, a chaotic black shadow swept across the night sky, from east to west, obscuring all the starlight overhead.
The "white-eyed wolf" cuckoo slammed the horizontal knife at his waist and poked his body out from behind the rock.
The muffled noise of "White-eyed wolf, grandma's" sounded from the side, and almost all of the hidden behind the rocks leaned out halfway, but fortunately they were not many and did not attract the attention of anyone in the valley.
Up and down the mountain, all attention was focused on the entrance to the valley.
A group of men, at most about four hundred, stumbled into the depths of the valley.
Behind them, a team of bright torch light balls chased after them.
Every few steps the outlaws run, a dozen people are left behind in the narrow part of the entrance.
But their combat power has obviously been used to the limit, as long as the lampball torch rushes forward, the broken minions swirl like ants in a flood, and are instantly swallowed up by the light of the weapon.
There is no living mouth, this is Yang Baimao's habit, he never bothered to catch prisoners, and even if he was caught, he finally cut off his head and hung it on the city wall.
Wang Ermao led his subordinates to continue to flee for their lives, and under the starlight, it could be seen that they were exhausted and could die of exhaustion at any time.
The officers and soldiers behind were holding torches and chasing after them, and as long as they caught up, they would be stabbed in the back.
No one rushed down the valley to help, and the cuckoo's fingernails were already in the palm of her hand, stabbing the hilt with her own blood.
Those who fled for their lives were used to lure the enemy, and they will exchange their lives for the lives of the officers and soldiers today.
Both the ambushers and the spectators understood this, and their hearts were full of grief and indignation, but they just waited, waiting for the order to be issued, waiting for the opportunity to close their throats with the sword.
"Woo woo woo woo" Suddenly, a horn sounded from the valley.
For the first time in hundreds of years, the horn of war has appeared in this wasted and grassy wasteland.
Immediately, all the starlight in the sky fell, transforming into countless sharp blades raised behind the grass.
The tips of the knives and spears reflected the starlight, rushing out of the grass and rushing towards the torches that had been stretched into long strips by the terrain.
"Kill" someone was shouting, but it wasn't Cheng Mingzhen's voice.
The cuckoo couldn't tell which of those entangled figures was her husband.
She only saw one soldier fall, and then another soldier fell, followed by a minion with only a cloth coat to protect him, with his hands on his chest, rolling and struggling.
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Her heart suddenly rose to her throat, stuck in her throat and stopped beating.
Will he be injured, will he be hit by an arrow, can he beat Yang Shanhui, and countless questions pressed against her head together, pressing her so that she couldn't breathe, but stubbornly straightened her back.
Perhaps, when he was fighting, he occasionally looked back and saw himself.
In that way, the more straight he stands, the more reassured and powerful he will be.
Wang Ermao led people back to the dark again, still stumbling.
In order to avoid being accidentally injured by their own people, they would occasionally pick up torches thrown away by the soldiers from the ground in a panic.
The beating light made them the main target of Yang Shanhui, and the officers and troops tried their best to assemble into a group under the command of Yang Shanhui.
Then clumps of pressure were exerted on the front, trying to squash the blockers and force their way out of the valley.
The minions who lured the enemy refused to turn around and flee for their lives, carrying rudimentary weapons to fight against the officers and soldiers.
Fall one, pounce on one, and soon the valley is splattered with human blood, slippery enough to make it almost impossible for both sides to stand.
"Kill the thief, kill the thief," someone shouted.
"Kill the wolf, kill the wolf" someone shouted loudly.
The clashing of swords and guns, the release of bowstrings, the sound of feathered arrows breaking through the air, and the screams of the wounded and endangered were all chaotically intertwined.
Standing in the cuckoo's position, it is impossible to distinguish which voices are from the enemy and which are from oneself.
She could only stare wide, not missing a single corner of the valley that could be seen.
But she still couldn't find Cheng Mingzhen and the tasseled gun she was familiar with, knowing that he was very close to her, but the feeling in her heart was like tens of millions of miles away, and if she didn't look at it, she would lose it.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from not far under her feet, causing her to shake and almost collapse to the ground.
"Raise the torch, raise the torch" Countless voices repeated this order, and the minions in ambush in the valley, as well as the heroes watching the battle on the top of the mountain, regardless of whether this order was directed at themselves or not, immediately took out the fire fold and lit up the branches and hay they found.
In an instant, the fire on and off the mountain was bright, and I don't know how many people were ambushed here, and I don't know how many minions were waiting to rush down the valley and take off Yang Baiyan's head.
The morale of the officers and soldiers was suppressed at once.
They can despise the fighting power of their minions, but they can't ignore the fire that surrounds them. 10,000, 20,000, maybe 100,000 All the officers and soldiers understood that they had been ambushed by bandits, and they were about to die without a place to bury.
Someone immediately turned around and fled the way they came.
Yang Shanhui's personal soldiers tried to kill serious military discipline, and cut down several cowards one after another, but they could no longer save the hearts of the army.
More soldiers dropped their weapons and turned to flee for their lives.
Yang Shanhui himself could not gain a foothold, so he could only fight and retreat.
Cheng Mingzhen and Wang Ermao led the minions to press over in waves, like predatory wolves, tearing off a thick layer from around the officers and soldiers each time.
The thinner and thinner formation made the soldiers completely lose confidence in victory, and the formation collapsed.
The torches moved rapidly again, in the opposite direction from half an hour ago.
The banner of Yang Shanhui stubbornly held on for a moment in the river of lampballs and torches, shook and collapsed.
The situation on the battlefield has developed to such a point that the generals on both sides have lost their role.
The officers and men did not dare to make any resistance, and the wolf rushed to the dolphin.
The minions were all crazy, and they followed the example of the officers and soldiers chasing and killing them just now, rushed up from behind, and raised their knives to slash.
The one who flees for his life is a knife, and the one who surrenders is also a knife.
For those who have fallen, make a stab in the neck so that they do not play dead.
At the bottom of the valley, both sides of the war were running wildly, and dozens of people watching the battle on the hillside were also running out of breath.
This was their first win against Yang Baiyan, and missing a single detail would be enough to regret it for the rest of their lives.
Fall, get up, get up, fall again.
I don't know how many times I fell under the starlight, running, running, the slope under my feet suddenly eased, and everyone suddenly realized that they had followed the warring parties out of the valley, and then ran, and came to the depression outside the valley.
It was no longer clear where Yang Shanhui had fled, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
Outside the valley, blood-stained minions were everywhere, holding looted weapons and trapping the remnants of the county corps.
From time to time, he launched a squeeze to the center of the team, and the county soldiers who had become trapped beasts were overturned one by one, and one by one they were cut down.
For the first time, Cuckoo noticed that the three thousand minions actually looked so numerous.
Trapped among them, the soldiers in thick leather armor looked so weak.
Almost the thinnest minions rushed forward, and they could easily cut down the strongest soldiers.
And the county soldiers who had not been cut down for the time being were huddled together, shoulder to shoulder, the weapons in their hands completely useless, panicking like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
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"Those who surrender don't kill" Cheng Mingzhen's voice sounded again, and this time, Du Juan finally locked on to his figure with his eyes.
In the crowd, his shoulders seemed so strong.
In his hand, he carried the spear she tied to the red tassel, and the tassel was almost grinded, but it was stained bright red with human blood.
Just as his gaze turned, he met hers through the torches.
In an instant, all the stars in the sky were eclipsed.
Alcoholic's note: One more chapter, celebrating the third anniversary of 17K: