Guide to traveling through the Northern Song Dynasty

Zhu Zongdao shot the second arrow randomly, then he drew back his bow, raised his spear, and charged forward on his horse.

In his opinion, this mess of newly recruited archers was not even as good as the miscellaneous soldiers he had during the previous rebellion. He stepped forward on horseback, with the brave old thief following behind him. He would definitely be able to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.

"ah!"

Screams rang out as this random arrow hit an unlucky guy.

But Ju Ming's side was too chaotic. He just rushed forward without knowing who was shot. The deterrence caused by this arrow is actually not as good as the previous one.

Zhu Zongdao rushed towards him with a horse, and the pot coverer in the front row was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. It was exactly as he expected.

Among the archers holding moso bamboo, the timid ones dropped the bamboos and ran away, while the brave ones picked up the bamboos and poked them randomly.

Zhu Zongdao's target is Ju Ming. Who makes Ju Ming choose to rush to the front alone in order to boost morale?

Seeing a spear coming from a long distance away, Ju Ming dodged to the side so that he wouldn't be stupid enough to confront it head-on. When Zhu Zongdao's spear thrust out, Ju Ming had already fled two meters away and crawled back to pick up the bamboo thrown away by the archer.

Although the archers escaped a lot, there were still more than ten moso bamboo sticks with sharp forked branches, which they stabbed at Zhu Zongdao with all their strength.

Zhu Zongdao didn't need to react at all. The horse under his crotch automatically slowed down and did not dare to hit those sharp objects.

Zhu Zongdao took advantage of the spear in his hand and gently held the horse's belly forward. What happened next was a bit beyond his imagination. Those bamboos were too long and he couldn't get through them.

He used his gun to push away several bamboos, causing Zhu Zongdao to panic, and the head of his horse was scratched by the bamboo branches.

In desperation, Zhu Zongdao could only rein in his horse and retreat to join the more than 20 men behind him.

"The thief was defeated!"

Zhu Ming finally picked up a piece of bamboo and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Kill the rebel leader and the county magistrate will reward you three times!"

"kill!"

When they heard that there was a reward, and there were as many as three shots, the archers' morale instantly boosted, and they picked up the guy and rushed forward desperately.

Even those defeated soldiers who had not fled far turned back, picked up their weapons and fought forward.

There are about forty or fifty archers left who dare to fight at this moment. The weapons in his hands were in a mess, and he had everything he could hold. The pot coverer had thrown away all the pot lids, and was picking up the ones abandoned by the deserters nearby.

There are only about twenty people on Zhu Zongdao's side. Although they all have excellent weapons, most of them are short weapons.

When the two sides fought, the three-meter-long bamboo was called a magical weapon, and the archers holding the bamboo in battle were like gods descending to earth. At first, it was just a random stab, but when it went crazy, it began to sweep left and right. Once the sharp branches branched out, it could make several bloody wounds when it hit the enemy's face.

Those old thieves capsized in the gutter and were instantly confused by this rogue style of play.

They slashed with knives, but to no avail. Within a minute, all of them had wounds on their faces.

An old thief was so angry that he raised his left arm to cover his face and rushed through the bamboo formation desperately. The archers behind them holding spears, swords, and poles immediately raised their weapons and thrust outwards.

It was so tragic. The old thief who rushed in first was instantly hit by two hammers, two simple knives, and a spear.

He died completely on the spot!

Zhu Zongdao felt his scalp numb when he saw it, knowing that he could not win today, so he quickly issued a retreat order: "The wind is blowing hard, follow me out of the city quickly!"

This guy ran away immediately, and the old thieves under his command also ran away.

"The bandits have been defeated! Charge!"

Ju Ming shouted again, threw away the bamboo, pulled out his sword, and started chasing after him.

Dozens of archers were eager to catch up, with all kinds of weapons taking turns. Several old thieves didn't even know how to die.

Fortunately, they had just joined the army, and they had not yet learned how to take credit for their actions. They killed one and then went after the next.

Ju Ming was the fastest in pursuit. He swung his sword and cut a bloody gash in the thief's back. Then regardless of whether he continued to chase, the thief was injured and fell down, and was beaten to death by a group of archers who followed him.

Zhu Zongdao accelerated his horse while looking back to check the situation. He felt that his men would not be spared, so he could only endure his grief and anger and escape alone.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

However, it was Chen Ziyi who received a call for help at a side gate and left his men behind to pursue him on horseback.

Seeing that Zhu Zongdao had fled far away, he didn't care to meet up with Ju Ming, and hurriedly rode south into an alley.

This guy is a prodigal who often plays in the county town and is very familiar with the conditions of the streets.

Based on the direction of Zhu Zongdao's escape, Chen Ziyi guessed that he would escape from the west gate. So he took a shortcut all the way, passed through several small alleys, and reached the west gate before the enemy.

Chen Ziyi shouted at the gatekeeper: "The county magistrate has issued an order, close the city gate!"

The guards did not act, but looked at Chen Ziyi suspiciously. They obviously knew this prodigal.

Chen Ziyi was a little speechless. He knew that he had a bad reputation. He usually acted carelessly, and his words had no credibility at critical moments.

Seeing Zhu Zongdao running towards him on horseback, Chen Ziyi didn't bother to talk anymore, he bent his bow and started taking aim.

This guy also brings his own bow and arrows!

Unfortunately, although his riding skills were excellent, his archery skills were still poor, and Zhu Zongdao easily dodged them.

"Straight bitch, come and die quickly!"

Chen Ziyi withdrew his bow and arrow, and charged with a spear and horse.

Seeing someone blocking the road ahead, Zhu Zongdao raised his spear and urged his horse to speed up.

A very standard battle between generals, but unfortunately one is a bandit and the other is a libertine.

While the two riders were crossing each other, Zhu Zongdao poked out with his spear. He had only been practicing riding for a few months, and he was already very good at it.

I saw Chen Ziyi's body turning sideways and disappearing on the horse in an instant. It was the "hiding in the stirrup" that he performed that day. At the same time, using his sprint speed, he gently handed out the spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear accurately hit Zhu Zongdao's waist.

Zhu Zongdao lost his balance and immediately fell from his horse and fell to the ground.

He was knocked dizzy, and just as he struggled to get up, Chen Ziyi had already come back from the horse, raised his gun and stabbed him in the neck.

Zhu Zhushu, who caused a lot of bad things, died so neatly.

Chen Ziyi jumped off the horse, walked to the body and squatted down, pulled out a short knife and started to cut off the head. He was not skilled in this craft, and when he cut to the bone, it got stuck. He could only pull it back and forth like sawing wood, and the wound was bloody and bloody.

"vomit!"

Chen Ziyi felt so sick that he lay there and vomited. After a while, he continued to cut. After a long delay, he finally got it done.

Then he untied Zhu Zongdao's bun, used his hair as a rope, and tied his head to his spear.

Then he got on his horse and moved forward deliberately slowly.

It's like a fisherman who caught a big catch, carrying fish weighing dozens of kilograms, and riding a battery car to show off in the streets.

Chen Ziyi's body rose and fell with the horse's back, and the head of the spear swayed. Wherever they passed, passers-by ran away in panic. After running far away, they looked back in surprise.

"The chief secretary Zhu Zongdao colluded with the bandits to cause rebellion and raised private soldiers with the intention of rebelling. I was ordered by the magistrate to kill him..." Chen Ziyi held his head high and trumpeted his great achievements.

"Good kill!"

"Chen Dalang is so skilled!"

"Chen Dalang eliminates harm for the people, and he is a good man!"

"..."

The people in the city were no longer afraid, and everyone praised him.

It is difficult to replace civil servants, but the archers of the county captain can be used at will. Zhu Zongdao has replaced most of the archers with his own people.

These guys were rebels and became policemen and urban management officials. They have already caused harm to the people.

All the evil deeds they did were blamed by the people on Zhu Zhu's book. How can everyone not be happy when Lord Zhu Zhu is being killed now?

Hearing the common people praising him, Chen Ziyi felt as if he had eaten honey. He smiled crookedly on the spot, carrying a spear with hair flowing all over his body, and raised his hands to the neighbors on both sides of the road.

Suddenly, this guy asked loudly: "Am I a hero?"

"He's a hero! He's a hero!" the people shouted wildly.

Chen Ziyi asked again: "Am I a prodigal?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone burst into laughter, it may be difficult to take off this label.

At this time, Zhu Ming had led his troops to chase him. When he saw Chen Ziyi, who looked like a dog, he immediately sat down to rest, dumbfounded.

Chen Ziyi hurriedly rode forward and said with added jealousy: "Brother Zhu, I had already expected that this thief was going to escape to the west gate. He immediately took a shortcut through the streets and alleys, and finally stopped him in the west gate. He took out his bow and arrow again, and shot an arrow that made him tremble. Then he rode on horseback and fought with the thief for fifty rounds. But he said that this bird man was a rebel, and his marksmanship was very good. He moved the dragon out of the sea and killed me by surprise. .I am not a vegetarian either. I jumped over the dragon gate with my backhand..."

Zhu Ming rolled his eyes when he heard this, but the archers admired him deeply and thought that Chen Dalang was a good man.

Chen Ziyi kept talking and started to recreate the scene one by one, and more and more people listened to his bragging.

Zhang Guangdao was responsible for surrounding the back door of Zhu's house, which was farthest from the battle site. When he arrived with his troops, Chen Ziyi had already reached the thirty-second round.

"What a death!"

Staring at the head at the head of the gun, Zhang Guangdao gritted his teeth.

When it came to the fortieth round, Ju Ming couldn't stand listening anymore and shouted: "Chen Dutou, the county magistrate is still waiting for news, please quickly take the head and return to life."

Chen Ziyi was a little reluctant to give up, and said to the people in the neighborhood: "My fellow villagers, please go and get back to me today, and I will come back another day to finish my talk!"

"Go together, go together!" the crowd cheered.

Countless people followed to see him off, and even the ordinary archers felt that their faces were bright and they straightened their backs and walked.

Xiang Zhixian was waiting anxiously. The archers had not returned yet, but several of his followers had already gone to report.

When he heard that Zhu Zongdao was dead, he put his hands behind his hands and smiled to the magistrate, as if he were a worldly expert: "I have made a clever plan, and the bandits are indeed captured. Please follow me to meet the warriors."

The two sides met near the county government office.

After the scourge of Zhu Zhubu was eradicated, the common people felt that the magistrate was a good official, and they cheered and praised him one after another, shouting to the sky.

Xiang Qingtian was so happy that he couldn't find the north. His body became a few kilograms lighter and he felt as if he were in heaven.

Eliminating harm for the people, rescuing the common people, no matter how greedy and dim-witted the official is, he likes this feeling and is addicted to it and cannot extricate himself.

When Xiang Qingtian was almost happy, Zhu Ming stepped forward and saluted and said: "Your Majesty, all the thieves have been killed, and no one has escaped. Two of our soldiers were injured, both were injured by the thieves' bows and arrows."

Xiang Zhixian laughed heartily and said: "This is a great victory, and everyone will be rewarded!"

Zhu Ming added: "The leader of the thief escaped on horseback, but fortunately Chen Dutou chased and intercepted him. Chen Dutou was superb in martial arts and beheaded the leader of the thief on his own!"

Xiang Zhixian stepped forward to hold Chen Ziyi's hand and admired: "There are such warriors in such a small Xixiang County."

Chen Ziyi was originally talkative, but now he didn't know how to respond, so he just kept grinning.

A magistrate and a prodigal son both became heroes, and they complemented each other.

Ju Ming came to Xiang Zhixian and whispered in a low voice: "The Zhu family has been surrounded. The subordinates took the decision without authorization and asked the archers to search for prohibited items. There is not much property. Maybe the thieves have another lair. There are two thieves injured. If you are captured alive, the county magistrate can personally interrogate you."

Magistrate Xiang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he patted Ju Ming's arm and said, "If you get anything, it will be your benefit."