Two pieces of horse corpses fell down, fresh blood sprayed all over Jing Qian Zong's face. He squatted down, his hand waving the large saber, his face ferocious, like a ferocious ghost descending into the world.
The bandits who were rushing over to take advantage of the situation saw this horrifying scene and were frightened out of their wits, almost losing their grip on the horse's reins. The horse also neighed in fright and suddenly stood up in fright, not daring to take another step forward. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for that Qian Zong to swing his saber twice more.
Ghost King Jing stood on the ground and lowered his back into the horse, his large saber swung out horizontally, one slash and the four legs of the horse fell to the ground. The war horse that had turned into a giant cocoon neighed wildly and fell to the ground with a thud, rolling out in pain and rolling over the Tatars who fell off the horse with it, leaving a trail of blood.
Jing Qian Zong followed up with the hilt of his saber and hit one of the dazed Tatars until he vomited blood and fell off the horse. He then pulled the reins and flipped the horse over, his face blood red, like a ghost judge from the netherworld, he grinned and charged towards the enemy.
Yang Hu and the rest saw this scene and could not help but be speechless, so there was such a fierce and brave general among the soldiers. It was not only Ghost King Jing who was like this, the riders that came with him were all stained with blood, the enemy's, their own, the horses', the blades of their weapons were also stained with blood. This kind of murderous aura was completely different from the soldiers they had seen before, the bandits could not help but feel a chill in their hearts.
At this moment, a series of thunder-like sounds came from afar, it was obviously a large cavalry charging over. The Tatars who were fighting felt their hearts go cold, whose reinforcements could this be? At this moment, at this place, it was definitely not their people.
Yang Ling and the rest turned their heads to look, on the other side of the mountain, countless riders were rolling over, the sound of hooves was deafening, the banners fluttered, it was the Datong defending army. The bandits on the mountain cheered in unison, the soldiers at the foot of the mountain fought bravely, their morale even higher, the men like tigers, the horses like dragons.
Although the Tatar cavalry did not fear death, right now they could not help being thrown into confusion. Soledi realized that if they did not leave now, it would be too late. Immediately he ordered his men to wave the big flag, ordering the whole army to retreat. The Tatars were experienced in battle on a daily basis, although they were panicked, they did not panic and began to retreat rapidly. The Tatars at the rear drew their bows and arrows and shot unceasingly, trying to stop the group of maddened murderers from approaching.
The messenger met Jing Qianzong's troops and horses along the way. Before he could finish speaking, he could only look at the horse's buttocks and eat dirt. Seeing that the general was happily charging ahead, his own troops did not care anymore. They did not know whether this person was reliable or not. After thinking for a while, they decided that it would be more appropriate to rush to Datong to report the news. As a result, they mounted their horses and galloped towards Datong.
The general guarding the city was shocked when he heard the news. Coincidentally, the commander-in-chief Du Renguo arrived at the city and heard that the imperial envoy had been attacked outside the city. This shock was no small matter. If the imperial envoy who was patrolling on behalf of the heavens died in his own defensive zone, what would happen?
In the past, Du Renguo was known as Madman Du, his temperament was like a raging fire, he killed people like flax. These years he had grown older, his character was a bit more steady. He composed himself and asked about the number of Tatars. Immediately he selected three thousand men and horses to go with him to rescue the Emperor. The army left the city and arrived at this time.
The group of light cavalry at the front charged forward and fired a volley of spears. 'Swish, swish, swish!' the iron pellets fell like a torrential downpour of pear blossoms. Immediately the horses were swept away. Not many died, but most of them had pockmarked faces. Their faces were covered with blood as they covered their eyes and howled wildly. Immediately the light cavalry spread out. The large group of armoured cavalry with spears in both hands met the enemy head-on. The Tatars, who had just regrouped into a formation, were immediately scattered and scattered again.
This time the Tatars were also infuriated. They had been battling the Ming army for many years, they knew very well that the main reason for their victories was the superiority of their cavalry. Otherwise, their individual fighting power was not much stronger than the border army. Now that their numbers were less than the Ming army, and this group of Ming soldiers were all cavalry, they basically had no way to escape. It looked like today their entire army would be annihilated.
Soladi held his saber horizontally and shouted: "Brave warriors, the invincible Fire Sieve will avenge us. Charge forward, kill one more Ming soldier, the blood we shed will be more glorious and glorious!"
More than five hundred tired and injured Tatars raised their weapons in despair. Under the leadership of Soladi, they charged towards Madman Du's army. Behind them was the Ghost King Jing who was still chasing after them. The five hundred people were instantly annihilated in a surging stream of iron …
Liu Bangchao was beaming with joy, he rubbed his palms together for a moment, but in the end he could not bear not to beg, "Grand Marshal, Zaixia's hands are itching to watch, please let Zaixia also kill several Tatars to avenge your fall!"
Yang Ling was amused by him and nodded his head. Liu Da Bang Chui immediately rushed to the mountain pass and fetched a horse. He mounted the horse and raised the iron rod in his hand as he rushed down the mountain.
Seeing the current situation, Red Lady plucked up her courage and walked to Yang Ling's side. She cupped her fists and said: "General Yang, please!"
Yang Ling turned around and opened his eyes. Yang Hu and the others were staring at him with bright eyes. He could not help but ask: "Oh, Madame Yang, what's the matter?"
Cui Ying 'er was so angry that she could not help but glare fiercely at Yang Ling. She was arrogant and could not bring herself to ask Yang Ling to let her and the others go, so she only greeted him and hoped that Yang Ling would fulfill his promise. Now that she saw Yang Ling was still puzzled, she could not help but roll her eyes and reprimand in a low voice as if she was angry and resentful: "You … are really a scoundrel!"
Although her voice was soft, Yang Ling heard it clearly. He was stunned for a moment before he remembered that when the Tartars attacked, he had said that today he would only kill the foreign invaders and not the soldiers and thieves. At this time, from the corner of his eyes, he noticed that Wu Hanchao, who was next to him, had already stealthily put one hand into his waist pouch. Obviously, if he said one word not to let them go, Wu Hanchao would immediately attack and kill him.
Cui Ying 'er also saw Wu Hanchao's action. Her pair of beautiful big eyes suddenly narrowed threateningly. Her gaze carefully sized up Yang Ling from bottom to top. She stared at his throat for a moment before provoking Wu Hanchao. It was obvious that if he dared to make a move, she would kill Yang Ling first.
Yang Ling saw the silent confrontation between the two. He thought for a moment and said in a clear voice: "Just now, the Tartars also killed several of your brothers. Worthy husband and wife have excellent martial arts skills. If you want to go down and avenge your brothers, then you are also serving the country. This official will not stop you!"
"Huh?" Cui Ying 'er was stunned for a moment before she understood that he was using an excuse. She looked strangely at Yang Ling before she cupped her hands and said: "If that's the case … thank you very much, General. This commoner will take her leave!"
Yang Ling suddenly lowered his voice and said: "If you want to kill me, it will be as easy as snapping a finger. If I want to destroy the Green Forest in Ba Province, it will also be as easy as snapping a finger. I hope you will take care of yourself! "
Cui Ying 'er's delicate body trembled. She suddenly raised her head to look at Yang Ling. Coincidentally, she met Yang Ling's stern gaze and his low but very decisive voice: "From now on, I will conceal my identity. I can go anywhere in the world. If I see you, husband and wife, doing evil again, I will definitely use force to kill you. When that time comes, it will be too late for regrets to implicate the nine generations!"
Although Cui Ying 'er knew that this person in front of her was weak in terms of martial arts, his imposing manner at this moment was incomparably sharp, even sharper than a sword. She could not bear it for a moment and could not help but avert her gaze.
Red Madame felt that she had shown weakness to him and was extremely vexed. She thought that her name as Red Madame was well-known in the Green Forest in the north. When had she ever bowed her head to someone like this? However, Yang Ling's face was filled with righteousness. It actually made her feel for the first time that whether she was roaring in the forest or raising troops to rebel, she was actually unreasonable and weak. She bit her lips before saying in a low voice: "This is where we part, we will never meet again!"
After saying that, Cui Ying 'er turned around and left. She walked past the group of bandits who were holding knives and went straight to where the horses were parked at the top of the mountain without looking back. Yang Hu did not know what the two of them were whispering about. Seeing the strange look in the eyes of his subordinates, he felt extremely unhappy. He snorted heavily and also followed Red Madame.
A few Horse Gang turned over and mounted their horses, stirring up a trail of snow and dust. They rushed down the mountain without looking back and headed towards the far east.
Yang Ling watched as their figures gradually became a black dot before he sighed softly and said: "I hope we will never meet again. Otherwise, even if you have a thousand reasons to rebel, Heaven's Way can tolerate it but the law of the country cannot. I can only kill you!"
After saying that, when Yang Ling turned around again, he saw two 'Guan Gong' were already striding towards him.
One was about fifty years old, with a leopard head and round eyes, old but strong. The other was less than thirty years old, wearing a black helmet and black armor. His gait was light and agile like a leopard. Upon closer inspection, his face was actually very delicate and handsome. He did not look like the kind of God of Death who fought on the battlefield and looked disdainfully at all living creatures with the posture of a ghost king.
Both of them carried a big knife that was badly mutilated. Their clothes and armor were still dripping with blood …
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The healthy horse galloped wildly for more than ten miles before the resentful Red Lady suddenly pulled the reins and stopped. In front of her was a vast expanse of white snow. The wilderness was desolate and the road was quiet. There was no sign of life. The war horse Xi 'er was snorting and puffs of white fog curled up and dispersed in the air.
Red Lady raised her head and let out a long sigh of relief. The horse under her hooves trampled, and her delicate body rose and fell along with the body of the horse. She stroked the thick and hard horse mane and glanced at Yang Hu who rushed to her side and stared at her expression. She did not say a word.
The rest of the people slowed down with the space of a few horses between them. Yang Hu drove the horse to circle around Cui Ying 'er twice before he stopped. He slightly bowed and said in a low voice: "Wife, what's wrong? Did Yang Ling that kid be rude to you?"
Cui Ying 'er raised her eyebrows, but she endured it. She turned her head and said faintly: "Does he have that ability?"
But when she suddenly thought of the situation in the cave and the lightning fast kiss with Yang Ling that brushed past her lips, she couldn't help but feel a little swollen. She thought of the situation where he hugged her thigh tightly and pressed his head against her butt. Even her butt felt a little itchy. She did not know if it was a psychological effect or because of the bumpy ride.
She turned her head unnaturally and said dispiritedly: "Brother Hu, let's go back to Ba Zhou, okay? Don't talk about fighting for the throne or ruling the world. Let's just live a good life in the deep mountains. I suddenly hate my own martial strength. I thought I was enforcing justice on behalf of heaven. In fact … we can't change anything. "
She said in a low voice: "That Yang Ling, I can kill him with one hand. So what? He's right, my ability ends here. I can kill corrupt officials, but he can make good officials. I can rob rich families and rob silver to give to the poor, making everyone poor. But he has the ability to let the common people have food and clothing and make everyone rich. Hehe … he's the one with true ability. Our ability is really just the bravery of an ordinary man. It's useless. "
Yang Hu patted the horse's neck and said with a strange expression: "Wife, what are you saying? If the brothers know that even you think this way, can our great plan still succeed? What did that Yang fellow say to you? You never listen to others' advice, but you actually listened to him. You … "
Cui Ying 'er interrupted him and said coldly: "He didn't say anything. I have eyes and can see for myself. He brought those crops back and saved more people than us robbing the rich to help the poor. But you … want to kill people and destroy the crops!
When the Tartars rushed into the village, if he killed us with arrows and escaped under the protection of the imperial bodyguards, the Tartars might not be able to catch up to him for ten li. But he released us criminals just to concentrate on killing the barbarians and enforcing justice on behalf of heaven? Who is enforcing justice on behalf of heaven? "
Yang Hu shrunk back from her sharp gaze and said angrily: "The world belongs to them. Of course they have to do this. But in the end, don't many people starve to death? In the end, don't the Tartars attack every year? If we seize the world, humph! "
Cui Ying 'er laughed bitterly and said: "Brother Hu, you always talk about seizing the world, seizing the world. What do you rely on to seize the world? After seizing the world, what will we rely on to govern it? Relying on our brothers on the mountain? At that time, who will we rob? Rob our own people? "
Yang Hu said disapprovingly: "Hey! The wind follows the tiger and the clouds follow the dragon. When our power is established, there will naturally be capable people who will come to us. Why worry about these things now? "
Fifth Master Huo saw the two of them bickering and hurriedly urged his horse over. He coughed from afar and when the horse came closer, he said in a pleasant tone: "Hu 'zi, where are we going now? Now that our whereabouts have been exposed, we can't go back to Datong! "
Yang Hu said in a clear voice: "Fifth Uncle, they expected us to leave, but we won't. A good friend of mine from the Dao lives in seclusion in the Xiao family village. Let's go lie low for a while. If the incapable ruler dies, it will be much easier for us to conquer the world. Besides, three of our brothers died today. They can't die in vain. We must settle this debt with the incapable ruler and Yang Ling!"
"Let's go!" Yang Hu called out and galloped his horse north.
Cui Ying 'er's porcelain-like face was full of disappointment. She looked at Yang Hu's back and suddenly felt that he was very unfamiliar. She originally thought that he was forthright and chivalrous. Even though his martial arts were not as good as hers, he was a righteous and upright man among the bandits. Why did she now feel that he was so shallow and blinded by greed?
If it wasn't for a group of Tartars accidentally barging in today, they would have fallen into Yang Ling's trap and been shot to death by arrows. They still want to kill the Emperor? Looking at the Ming army's might today, she was afraid that she wouldn't even be able to see what the Emperor looked like before being chopped into meat paste.
Fifth Master Huo saw that Cui Ying 'er was hesitating and couldn't help but pull on the reins and say: "Ying' er, it's not that I want to scold you, but you are Hu 'zi's wife. As the saying goes, if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog. Hu' zi is a hero in the Northern Lulin and is now the top man. In terms of reputation and status, you won't be wronged.
Old Zhai's savings have all been used to buy weapons and armor. Old Master Huo really hopes that son-in-law can sit on the throne. You are Old Master Huo's only daughter. In the future, you will be the Empress. Uncle is happy for you. Don't throw a tantrum over such a small matter. Hu 'zi is a man. At home, he can let you do whatever you want. But when you go out, you have to leave some face for this big brother of the Lulin, en? "
Cui Ying 'er's brow furrowed tightly. She sighed dejectedly and nodded silently. Then, she whipped her horse's rump hard and followed behind Yang Hu.
Snowflakes started to float down in spirals again.
Fifth Master Huo looked at her lonely back and sighed softly. He also whipped his horse and left. The light snowflakes scattered all over the ground. In a short while, all traces of the snowflakes disappeared.
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