In the courtyard, the leaves rustled. The two groups of people charged at each other, creating a huge noise. Darts and arrows rushed through the cover of the leaves. Wanyan Yinshu drew his bow and shot, drawing a line of blood on the body of a Greenwood warrior. On the other side, a warrior wielding a steel whip knocked a Jurchen guard into the trunk of a large tree and smashed his forehead. More warriors rushed in this direction, causing the tree to rumble.
Shi Jin wielded a long steel rod and swung it like a dragon, smashing through the resistance of the warriors in front of him. Heads, necks, hands, feet … the sound of countless bones breaking could be heard as he forcefully squeezed into the defensive circle of the Jurchen guards, trying to open a path.
Zuo Wenying sprinted on the roof, her body crouching low as she sprinkled darts. The bows and arrows of the Jurchen guards also shot upwards. She jumped down into the courtyard, and when the spears in front of her came stabbing at her, she shrank her body and threw herself into the forest of spears. Her two blades danced in the air, slashing out streaks of blood. Her arms and spears flew around, and the slender blades slashed through people's throats. Around her body, blood spun along with the blades, forming a whirlpool in a sea of blood.
The man called Fu Lu walked out of the crowd with a single blade in his hand. This good-natured man, who usually followed Zhou Dong around as a servant, walked forward at a seemingly slow pace. Only when he met an enemy would his body suddenly explode. His movements were simple and quick, and his blade flashed like lightning. As he advanced, he aimed at the enemy's vital points. Often, with a flash of his body, the enemy's arm or throat would be severed.
More people cooperated with their companions, trying to tear apart the crowd at the first opportunity and directly attack. However, the seventy to eighty Jurchen guards in the courtyard were not mediocre either. As soon as they clashed, a large amount of blood began to bloom. The Jurchen guards fell, and among the Greenwood people, there were also some who were blocked and shot to death. Moyan's heavy spear directly blocked the attack of two tall Greenwood people. With a wave of the heavy spear, one of the people's cheeks was smashed.
As the number one warrior under Zong Han, he had extraordinary strength, and his spear techniques were simple but sharp. The second Greenwood Lord took advantage of the disadvantage that his spear was not suitable for close-quarters combat and pounced on him. However, he was sent flying by Miao Yi's fist and crashed into a pillar at the side of the courtyard. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. On the side, Zuo Wenying had opened up a bloody path. She suddenly pounced forward, her two blades attacking like lightning. Moyan of the Present held his heavy spear and hastily retreated. But Ba Li Su had already rushed forward, his short spear stabbing towards Moyan of the Present's back. Zuo Wenying's attack was slightly delayed. Moyan of the Present's heavy spear waved, and with a hua sound, it chopped down with a violent sound.
Zuo Wenying rolled backwards, and the heavy spear fell to the ground, smashing the bluestone on the ground, causing dust and gravel to fly everywhere. Moyan of the Present let out a loud "Ah!" as his heavy spear swept across the ground, causing Zuo Wenying to continuously roll backwards. Behind Moyan of the Present, Ba Li quickly brandished his second spear. That spear swept across the ground, heading straight for Zuo Wenying.
Just as Zuo Wenying leapt up, another figure suddenly rushed in from the side, kicking away the steel spear. It was Zuo Wenying's husband, Fu Lu. Moyan of the Present fiercely pulled out his heavy spear. Fu Lu caught the flying steel spear, along with the single blade in his hand and Zuo Wenying's twin blades, colliding with Moyan of the Present's heavy spear countless times. When the two sides separated, Fu Lu turned around and used the momentum to throw the steel spear as fiercely as possible.
The steel spear whistled towards Moyan of the Present's face, causing him to dodge abruptly. Then, it flew straight for Wanyan Zonghan in the main hall. Wanyan Safa, who was next to Wanyan Zonghan, sent the steel spear flying. Silver Magic shot two arrows in Moyan of the Present's direction. At the same time, seven or eight soldiers fiercely pounced from the side.
More than thirty Greenwood Tribe people and seventy or eighty Female Guards immediately exploded with the fiercest collision, but the long bloody path continued to extend towards the other end of the main hall. With the top experts of the Wu Dynasty as the vanguard, they almost didn't stop for a moment. At the rear gate, the Female Guards, who hadn't reacted in time, were surging over and pouncing towards the back of the Greenwood Tribe people.
In the midst of this fierce battle, Wanyan Zonghan's shout suddenly rang out, "Kill him! Stop him! To the left! "
On the left side of the courtyard that Zonghan was facing, a figure was silently rushing over from under the eaves. Naturally, there were also people defending this side, but the fiercest point of contact was still in the center of the courtyard. This figure rapidly advanced, and several Female Guards who came into contact with him fell as soon as they touched him. Just a moment ago, a Female Guard general called Chi Xian had slashed at him with a blade, but he had suddenly closed in on her. Chi Xian's body was constantly retreating, almost already out of the line of attack.
This almost silent scene shouldn't have attracted too much attention, but Wanyan Zonghan, who was experienced in battle, surprisingly noticed the abnormality on this side. As Chi Xian flew back, Silver Magic shot an arrow. Hearing Zonghan's order, five or six Female Guards on the side also closed in. In the next moment, an explosive roar resounded through the entire courtyard. Amidst this roar, Chi Xian was almost ripped in two by the stomach. Flesh and blood sprayed through the air, flying towards the eyes of the Female Guards.
These Female Adepts were all warriors who had experienced many battles. Seeing the flesh and blood explode, not only did they not dodge, their spears and blades instead charged straight at the center of the flesh and blood. At the same time, a large bronze spear leapt out from behind them. With a clanging sound, it suddenly grew louder and louder, turning into the roar of an azure dragon.
Their weapons were sent flying and their arms were severed. The two female warriors suddenly lost a large amount of flesh and blood. One of them lost an arm from the shoulder while the other had half of her abdomen hollowed out. It was as if a vicious beast had suddenly taken away their lives. The other two were sent flying and one was smashed to the ground, his neck broken. The tall figure had already charged out of the sea of blood, his footsteps rumbling as he charged toward the main hall of the Daoist temple.
The two Female Guards brazenly brandished their blades at the incoming figure, but their bodies were sent flying the moment they came into contact with this figure. Silver Magic could shoot arrows at lightning speed, but each arrow seemed to have hit a rock and was sent flying back.
Everyone in the courtyard instantly became extremely tense. At this moment, there were still more than ten Female Guards in front of the main hall, and they all charged forward together. Behind them, Mo Yan of the Present carried his heavy spear and madly charged forward. The great spear pierced towards the ten or so Female True Guards in front of him. Then, it tilted slightly and suddenly swung horizontally. Moyan of the present blocked with his spear, and with a bang, his body became sluggish. The opponent carried the great spear and pounced towards the Female True Guards in front of him.
With a wave of his spear, the entire forest of spears was knocked over. Two female Enlightened Masters' arms were shattered the moment they came into contact with the spear. And behind them, Mo Yan of the Present let out a roar and also pounced forward. The large bronze spear fiercely smashed back. He blocked it with his heavy spear and then used all the strength in his body to suppress the other party.
The distance suddenly closed. Mo Yan of the Present let go of his heavy spear and directly punched at the other party. At the same time this punch hit the other party, his face was also hit, and then the world began to spin. The two of them quickly and crazily punched each other. Two spears flew through the crowd of Female Guards. When he received the second punch, Mo Yan of the Present could clearly see the appearance of the person in front of him. It was a face of unknown age. His hair and beard were all over the place, and his eyes were blood red. His entire face seemed to be filled with the word "anger". Endless anger and killing intent. Even Mo Yan of the Present felt a chill when he saw this face. This was because the face in front of him was like a Wisdom King descending from a temple. After this brief glimpse, the other party fiercely headbutted him directly in the face!
As the two of them fought, the dust on the ground flew up. Yin Shuke's longbow had already been drawn to its limit. Suddenly, the sound of the wind whistled through the air. He suddenly let go, and the longbow broke in the air, sending his entire body flying. The clothes on his left shoulder were already in tatters, and his flesh was badly mangled. The wound was so severe that the bone could be seen. When he looked carefully, he saw that Mo Yan of the Present's heavy spear was deeply embedded in the wall of the hall.
As the number one expert by Zong Han's side, Mo Yan of the Present had already been sent flying. As for the Death Seeking Bright Monarch, he brandished his bronze spear and was already fighting with a dozen or so people. His spear swung left and right, and the ferocious power sent people flying from time to time. It was like an ordinary expert was beating up a group of mastiffs. In the blink of an eye, this defense was also broken. Wanyan Saba shouted, "Run!" Seeing an opportunity, he turned around and slammed into a burning bronze cauldron in the front of the hall.
With a loud bang, the bronze cauldron fell down with a raging fire. The next moment, there was another loud bang. The bronze cauldron was thrown to the other side of the courtyard, and the sky was filled with flames in front of the courtyard. Zhou Dong's figure, holding a long spear, pounced toward the upper part of the hall. Other than the four personal guards, only Wanyan Zonghan stood in the hall, holding a long saber.
There were two doors next to the main hall that led to the back of the Taoist temple. However, as a general of the Jin army, Wanyan Zonghan had been brave all his life and had never considered leaving.
"Come on! Do it! "
He held his long saber horizontally and shouted. Two small doors leading to the back of the Taoist temple, and more than 20 soldiers swarmed in. Zhou Dong rushed forward with his spear, while Wanyan Zonghan held a long saber and led more than 20 people to meet the old man. Behind them, Yin Shuke got up from the ground, holding a long sword, and rushed toward the back of the terrifying assassin with Wanyan Saba.
The autumn wind was gentle, and a large number of soldiers were rushing over. In the courtyard, the battle line drawn by the people of the Greenwood Forest continued to extend forward. In the hall, chaotic and shocking sounds of fighting rang out. No one could understand the extent of the assassin's strength.
A moment later, there was a loud bang. In the hall, Wanyan Zonghan held his saber with both hands, and his body was sent flying into a corner. His arms were trembling, and the web between his thumb and forefinger hurt. In front of him, the injured old man thrust his spear in this direction, accompanied by a violent dragon roar. Yin Shuke, whose left shoulder was seriously injured, pounced over. Another personal guard stood in front of the spear, and Wanyan Zonghan watched the spear pierce through his body. The personal guard shouted frantically and held the spear with both hands. Behind the old man, someone pounced, but the old man ignored them and pushed the spear toward Wanyan Zonghan. However, Yin Shuke also pulled Wanyan Zonghan to the side, and the spear stabbed into the bricks in the corner.
"Go!"
Yin Shuke shouted and pulled Wanyan Zonghan up. The two of them rushed toward the small door leading to the back of the Taoist temple. When Wanyan Zonghan looked back, he saw the old man let go of his spear, and with a few punches and kicks, he sent the soldiers in the hall flying like monkeys.
The soldiers blocked the small door, and Wanyan Zonghan and Yin Shuke rushed to the back of the Taoist temple. They could no longer measure the strength of the old man who had rushed into the hall. He was no longer human. How could there be such a person in the world?
As a matter of defense, there were many soldiers even at the back of the Taoist temple. At this moment, soldiers were continuously rushing over. After they left the hall, the old man in the hall pushed away the enemies around him, then he suddenly jumped toward the statue in the hall and flew up. Wanyan Zonghan and Yin Shuke had just run a bit when they suddenly looked back. They only heard a bang as the inhuman figure covered in blood broke through the roof tiles of the Taoist temple and appeared in their field of vision.
The figure suddenly jumped down and stepped on the nearby wall to rush over.
At this time, in the courtyard in front of the hall, more soldiers had rushed in. Nearly half of the people in the Greenwood Forest were dead or injured, but the people in front had also broken through the original defense of the courtyard and rushed into the hall. In a frenzied battle, Ba Li Su, Wanyan Saba, and the remaining guards were forced to the back of the Taoist temple.
The assassins at the back were surrounded by the soldiers. They fought with all their might, trying to buy a moment of time for the people in front. In front, the battle line was still advancing. The old man named Zhou Dong rushed toward Wanyan Zonghan like a god of death. Ba Li Su and Wanyan Saba also rushed toward Wanyan Zonghan, trying to protect their commander. Shi Jin waved the long spear that Zhou Dong had inserted in the hall, and with Fu Lu, Zuo Wenying, and several other warriors, they tore through the crowd and kept moving forward.
The battle formation was different from the martial arts competition. They all had various injuries on their bodies. In front of them, Zhou Dong also had countless injuries on his body. However, he waved all kinds of weapons in his hands, smashing away the enemies around him. Occasionally, he would swing his long spear and throw it straight at Wanyan Zonghan. The soldiers protected Wanyan Zonghan as they walked. Some people were pierced, and sometimes Wanyan Zonghan would use his saber to smash away the long spear, or he would be pulled by Yin Shuke into a sorry state, looking for a place to hide. However, in front of him, the old man came whistling. At a certain moment, he suddenly closed the distance. When he was a few steps away from Wanyan Zonghan in the backyard of the Taoist temple, he suddenly flew and punched.
Wanyan Zonghan watched as the figure swooped down and enlarged, and a warhorse suddenly rushed over from the side. The heavy punch landed on the warhorse, and in an instant, blood in the shape of the warhorse splashed out. The entire warhorse, together with the rider on it, and even Wanyan Zonghan and Yin Shuke in the back, were knocked flying and crashed into a corner not far away. The rider rubbed the ground until half of his body was covered in dust and blood. When he got up with the golden sword in his hand, he looked at Wanyan Zonghan, who was struggling to get up, and then looked at the blood-colored figure over there. He was extremely shocked. It was Wanyan Xiyin, who had rushed all the way here.
On the side of the backyard of the Taoist temple, Zuo Wenying, Fu Lu, and the others were fighting with all their might. However, they were still far away from Zhou Dong. More soldiers had rushed over from different places. Zuo Wenying shouted, "You throw me over!"
Fu Lu grabbed Zuo Wenying and threw her. However, when the woman landed, she was still caught in the killing trap of six or seven people rushing over. Shi Jin waved away a Jurchen warrior around him and threw out the mixed copper spear in his hand called "Crouching Dragon".
The dragon's roar cut through the sky as Zhou Dong rushed towards Wanyan Xiyin and the others. He caught the spear halfway and suddenly thrust it out. Wanyan Xiyin's golden sword slashed out with a ray of light. Together with Ba Lisu's steel spear and Wanyan Safa's broadsword, they all slashed at the spear.
The power of the spear with the dragon's roar made Wanyan Xiyin stagger back. Ba Lisu's steel spear had already been sent flying, and the web between his thumb and forefinger was torn. At the same time, an arrow flew over and pierced Zhou Dong's shoulder.
Zhou Dong only retreated slightly. "Ah!" The second spear stabbed towards Wanyan Zonghan. His mouth and eyes were full of blood. Zonghan brazenly slashed with his broadsword, and Wanyan Xiyin also followed. Wanyan Safa was already empty-handed and collided with Zhou Dong. With a few loud noises, the long broadsword in Zonghan's hand flew into the sky. The web between his thumb and forefinger was completely torn. Wanyan Xiyin held the sword with both hands and was also forced to retreat involuntarily. His teeth were already full of blood.
Zonghan kept retreating, but the old man was still moving forward like a fierce tiger. After stabbing to the end, he suddenly swept it horizontally, cleaving away Wanyan Safa beside him and shaking off Ba Lisu who was pouncing on him. The spear behind him disappeared for a moment, and then leaped out from the other side.
A violent dragon's roar shook the eardrums. Back Thrust! The Azure Dragon leaped up and raised its head! It rushed towards the face of Wanyan Zonghan who was frantically retreating, but the next moment, his back was already against the wall. Arrows were shot in this direction, and some soldiers rushed towards Zhou Dong. Wanyan Xiyin held the golden sword in his hand and tried to chop down the spear.
Blood bloomed at the tip of the spear.
… …
At the moment when his field of vision was far away, the world in front of him was all blood red.
The world was like a sea of bitterness, and the flesh was a raft. For many years, the old man had not used this body to this extent. He knew in his heart that he had already reached his limit, or perhaps he had already surpassed it.
At the last moment, he could no longer see anything in front of him. Blood had already covered everything. If possible, he just hoped to stab the spear in his hand a little more.
The tip of the spear pierced into his body.
Yinshu Ke squeezed in front of Zonghan and looked at the spear embedded in his shoulder. He did not know if the tip of the spear had pierced through.
A soldier hit the old man with a bang and then fell to the ground.
The dragon's roar stopped …
Zonghan looked at the blood light in front of him, his whole body trembling.
"Haha, haha!" Wanyan Xiyin held the long sword in his hand, panting violently, and let out a laugh that he did not quite understand. Then he let out a roar like a wounded beast, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards the old man holding the spear in front of him — —
The battle was still ongoing. Wave after wave of soldiers were rushing over from all directions. In this autumn dusk that was dyed with the smoke of beacons, the silhouettes of the rebels were drowned out …
Heaven and Earth Corridor …
*****
In the autumn of the 13th year of Jinghan's reign, the Jin Kingdom divided into east and west to attack Wu. The Jin Kingdom's Marshal Wanyan Zonghan led the Western Army south from the Yanmen Pass, attacking cities and seizing territory as if there was no one there. On the 7th of August, the city of Xinzhou was breached, and more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians were captured and slaughtered by the Jurchen army.
On the 9th of August, the Shaanxi hero 'Iron Arm' Zhou Dong, together with Fu Lu, Zuo Wenying, Chou Henian, and dozens of other righteous warriors of the Wu dynasty, assassinated the Jurchen Marshal Wanyan Zonghan. More than a dozen Jurchen generals were seriously injured, and he died of exhaustion at the age of 82.
The assassination of Zhou Dong and the others did not affect the Jurchen's march south. Not long after, the Western Army led by Wanyan Zonghan set out for Taiyuan, while the Eastern Army had already crossed the three towns of Hebei and quickly moved south. But the impact of his death only continued to ferment and expand, and even in the following years and decades, it went through and changed the lives of many people …
This was a story to be told later.
(End of Episode 6 * Humadu Yin Mountain *)
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