Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Hengshan, the military point without shirt.

This place is located among the peaks, but it is one of the few flat areas in the Hengshan Mountains. According to legend, two hundred years ago, Zhao Xiangzi, the ancestor of the Zhao State, hid thousands of troops here, and then went north to enter the Dai Kingdom with his entourage, but at the banquet. He suddenly launched an attack and captured and killed his brother-in-law, the then king of Dai, and then sent troops from here to capture the land of Dai in one fell swoop.

Since then, this flat valley in the mountains hidden among the peaks has been called the Wuxie Point General Station by the world, and has become an important stronghold of the Zhao army in Hengshan Mountain to guard the Hengshan Passage from Taiyuan County to Dai County.

However, after Zhao State completely lost Taiyuan County, the military stronghold here was abandoned, and it has been more than ten years now.

But on an ordinary winter day, the tranquility of winter bid farewell to the flat valleys. Four forces from Heifeng Village, Baihu Village, Daliang Mountain, and Longshan Village gathered here, making the former Wu Shi Dian Bing Tai appear again. The chilling atmosphere of fighting.

"Let's stop talking nonsense. We can gather here just for money. Now the Hu people in the forest and the Loufan Hu people have goods worth one hundred thousand gold. As long as we can capture their tribe, these goods will belong to us. The only thing that needs to be discussed is how to divide the spoils after the event is completed." The purple girl above the chair changed from her usual feminine demeanor to a rough and arrogant demeanor of a long-time bandit leader.

"There are a total of 800 soldiers and horses here. We have 330 soldiers and horses in Daliangshan alone. Let's divide it into 40%. It's not too much." As soon as Zi Nu finished her words, the leader of Daliangshan had already spoken.

"If Daliang Mountain is divided into 40%, our Longshan Village cannot lose 40%. We want 41%. If our Longshan Village is not divided as many people as Daliangshan, wouldn't it make people think that our Longshan Village is not as good as Daliangshan?" The main road of Dazhai in Longshan Village.

"Xiao Longtou, what do you mean by this? I want 40% in Daliangshan, and you want 41%. Do you have to beat us in Daliangshan?" Zi Nu, the host, has not yet expressed her position, and the bandit leader in Daliangshan is already unwilling. .

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. Daliang Mountain and Longshan Village are the two largest and most powerful villages in Hengshan. Although there has never been a large-scale fight because they were afraid of each other's strength, the daily frictions have never stopped. However, although it cannot be said that they are incompatible with each other, they definitely hate each other.

Especially for the two major mountain strongholds, on one side, the Qin army was defeated, and on the other side, the Zhao army was defeated. The hatred between the Qin army and the Zhao army was completely inherited by both sides.

Although the two major copycats are now getting together because of the big business that is hard to refuse, they still disapprove of each other and are trying their best to overwhelm the other.

"Please call me Da Longtou, the nigger from Daliang Mountain." The leader of Longshan Village said coldly.

"Xiao Longtou, my name is Heifu, not a nigger. Also, I am not a nigger at all." The leader of Daliangshan who called himself Heifu said.

"I'm afraid there's no one blacker than you here. What's the name of a nigger if you don't call him a nigger?" Da Longtou sneered. The person who knows him best is either his confidant or his enemy. As an opponent, Da Longtou's understanding of Heifu is obviously better than ordinary people. .

"I'm telling you, you two, we are here to discuss important matters together, not for you to come here to perform Nuo opera." Zi Nu said loudly, patting the table in front of her.

It is really tiring to explain to such a group of thieves. It seems that the louder the voice, the more reasonable it is. The so-called soft words and personable demeanor are completely useless here.

But the people in Daliang Mountain and Longshan Village obviously did not take Zi Nu as the same thing. Because of the existence of Baihu Village, they were willing to hand over the position of speaker to Zi Nu, but they only came here and wanted more. That's impossible, Heifeng Village only has so much strength.

"Forty percent of Daliang Mountain is impossible, and 41% of Longshan Village is impossible." Seeing her words as useless, Zi Nu directly said something else.

Sure enough, as soon as Zi Nu finished speaking, the two major talkers in Daliangshan and Longshan Village stopped arguing. Instead, they all looked at Zi Nu, with a fierce look in their eyes.

"You seem to have forgotten one thing. Those things are dead things. If you want to exchange them for money or the things you need, you still need my hands. Without me, you can just take back the lumps of iron and play with them yourself. "Facing a pair of unkind eyes, Zi Nu said lightly.

"Then how do you think we should divide it?" Daliangshan Heifu asked.

"Heifeng Village and White Tiger Village will share 50% with your Daliangshan and Longshan Villages, and the remaining 50% will be divided based on the number of heads captured by each party." Yang Ming, standing behind Zi Nu, came out and said.

"I have no problem with using heads as the basis for division. That's how it is in the army." Heifu muttered. Having come from the Qin Army, he was very familiar with things like judging merit based on heads.

"Indeed, this is very reasonable, but why do Black Wind Village and White Tiger Village share the 50% with us?" Longshan Village's leader questioned.

"We sent 320 troops from Daliang Mountain, and they are all brave men. Your Black Wind Village only has a hundred troops, and they are all old and weak. The seniors from Baihu Village are powerful, but the number is too small." Heifu added.

"So, after all, it's a matter of strength." Yang Ming looked at the faces in the valley, and he still didn't know that here, the most powerful thing was never the tongue, but the fist.

"Exactly, if you want to share 50% with us, you have to show the power to convince us." Da Longtou said.

At this time, a certain tacit understanding has been reached between Daliangshan and Longshan Village.

"Power." Yang Ming muttered and walked towards the stone platform. There, stood a stone tablet that was more than two people tall and two feet thick. The writing on it had become difficult to see its original appearance due to weathering, but the body of the bluestone remained the same. It is the hardest thing in the mountains.

"Back then, Zhao Xiangzi ordered his troops here, and then sent his troops northward, destroying the Dai Kingdom in one fell swoop, and bringing the Zhao Kingdom's territory into the north." Yang Ming stood in front of the stone tablet and stretched out his palm to touch the cold stone wall.

"It's a pity that the world only remembers Zhao Xiangzi's great achievements in slaughtering the city and destroying the country. Who remembers the poor woman who was betrayed by her own brother and killed her husband and son." Yang Ming's voice echoed in the valley, a sad story His narrative slowly emerged in front of everyone.

It was a poignant and beautiful story. When it was completely presented in front of everyone, even these bandits who were all licking blood from their swords couldn't help but look sad. None of them had sisters or relatives.

Hei Fu and Da Longtou looked at Yang Ming with dignity. In this era, not everyone knows how to tell stories, especially the story about Zhao Xiangzi. How can ordinary people know such secrets? Yes, only our children can have the qualifications, financial resources, and the opportunity to access these things.

But why would he tell such a story?

Under the eyes of a pair of puzzled people, Yang Ming said slowly: "Now that Zhao Xiangzi has passed away for more than a hundred years, this stone tablet he erected back then should also accompany him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ming mustered up all the energy in his body, and his whole body was suddenly shrouded in black clouds. The raging clouds were like flames, rising into the sky, and the power of heaven and earth converged between a pair of fleshy palms, turning into Endless palm strikes hit the indestructible stone tablet.

In the fifth form of the Cloud Expelling Palm, dark clouds cover the sun, attracting the power of heaven and earth, and combining with one's own cloud energy, like dark clouds falling straight down, all invincible.

This move is not the most powerful one that Yang Ming currently has mastered, but it is the most mature and the most wild and domineering in appearance.

The bluestone monument, which was as tall as two people, cracked inch by inch under the huge force. In the eyes of both pairs of people who were shocked, the body of the monument fell off and turned into pieces of stones scattered up and down the platform.

"Everyone, can my palm be worthy of a hundred people?" Yang Ming slowly turned around, looked at the faces on and off the stage, and said in a calm and clear voice.

Zi Nu looked at the scene in front of her with burning eyes, and subconsciously touched her heart with a jade palm. Under the softness there, there was a throbbing heart.

"I was tricked by this kid again. Why didn't I realize that he had such a hobby?" Realizing her throbbing, Zi Nu quickly put down the palm on her chest, lowered her head and curled her lips, feeling sorry for herself in that moment. Looking for excuses for the momentary absence.