Zhui Xu

This year's December is coming, the Yellow River area, the wind and snow, as always, seems to be unwilling to stop.

However, in the past, even in the heavy snow, the traces of people who have been adorned have become rare. The wild village is desolate and sneaky, and there are bones in the snow.

In the snow, the hoof of the rustling sand will occasionally ring. At the edge of the woods, three tall Jurchens rode on the horse, slowly and carefully moving forward, staring at the woodland not far away, one of them, who had already bowed his arrows.

The moment the horse's figure appeared in the field of vision, only heard a loud bang, the snow covered with trees fell, and someone jumped on the tree. In the snow, the horseshoe was shocked and turned, the arrow flew up into the sky, and the Jurchens suddenly pulled out the knife. Among the short screams, there were also figures rushing from the side, tall figure, and punching out like a tiger. A punch, squatting on the neck of the Jurchen war horse.

The blood of Da Peng splashed out with broken meat, and the horse screamed and screamed. The mountain fell like a mountain, and the Jurchen immediately rolled up with snow. In this moment, the two sides rushed, the weapons intersected, and a Jurchen was suddenly separated in the killing. Two Han people were killed. The big man who rushed over and punched the horse’s neck was tall and taller than the Jurchen. A little higher, a few hands, they will hold the other's shoulders.

This big man is a burly body, immersed in tiger claws and tiger fists for many years, only to be saved, just like a tiger going down the mountain, even the tall Beibei war horse, eating him on the neck, is also a broken pipe, this time Grabbing the shoulders of the Jurchen, it is a tear. It’s just that the Jurchen has not practiced the system of the Central Plains martial arts, but he has been hunting in Baishan Blackwater for many years. For the black bears and the tigers, I’m afraid I haven’t met them. The right hand is stabbed out and the left shoulder is full of strength. It is like a giant. When the big man tears and retreats, the skin is torn apart, and the Jurchen's shoulder is only a little blood.

However, in front of the Jurchen, the man who had just rushed down the tree had already rushed over with a knife. At the time, the right side of the Jurchen is the big man who made the tiger claw. On the right is another Han Chinese scout, and his figure is retreating, but behind it is the trunk of a big tree.

With a bang, his figure was hit into the trunk, and the knife in front of him was almost even with a knife, and the tip of the knife was worn under his neck. Piercing his next moment, the knife man slammed out, the knife light swayed from the bottom up and rounded up, and another actress who rushed to save people to fight a fight. The blood line drawn from the human body flies far and wide on the white snow, straight.

Among the Han people, there are martial artists, but the Jurchen life comes to fight against the heavens and the earth. The powerful people are better than the martial arts masters. For example, the actress who was killed by the three men scouted, and his body that broke away from the tiger's claws was not necessarily made by most of the masters. If it is a one-on-one death, it is not known who the deer will die. However, the battle can not kill the rules. The knife saw the blood, and the three Han people scouted for this momentum. The man who is facing the rear will once again be encircled.

Another smuggler who was still on the scene immediately shot an arrow and ran to the horse's head. The lady who was left behind was smothered in the ground between the counts. At this time, the Jurchen who had run away from the horse had already reached the distance. He turned back and sent another arrow to make a jump from the tree. . Also killed the first person's knife man.

The arrow flew in, the man had blood in his mouth, and with a sneer he reached out, but he grabbed it in the empty space, and the arrow plunged into his heart.

He fell down on the snow. Two companions rushed up to help him.

This momentary battle has already returned to calm in the blink of an eye, leaving only the scarlet between the snow and snow, and will soon be frozen. The remaining female actress screamed and ran wildly, so she ran out for a while, and went to a snowy ridge in the front, about to turn, and in the field of vision, a figure suddenly flashed out.

He subconsciously put an arrow, but the black figure was as fast as a thunder and a ghost. When he saw it, he was still a few feet away. In a blink of an eye, he rushed to his eyes. Even the snow and snow seemed to be washed away. The black figure took a knife on his body. On the snowy ridge, the Jurchen cavalry was like a sudden squat in the middle of the run, and then it was hit by something.

Behind the snow ridge, two figures were turned out at this time. They were two men wearing martial arts officer costumes. They looked at the Jurchen horses and the Jurchen Scouts who began to seep out blood in the snow. The slightest sensation, but the most important thing is naturally the black man standing on the side. The man in black with a single knife looks calm and looks young. He is a martial artist and he is a full-fledged man. Resilience, at this time the slight volatility of the forehead is hot.

"Fulu predecessors, the Jurchen scouts, mostly three people as a team, this person is single, afraid that there are companions on the side..." One of the officers looked around, so reminded.

The black man with the knife shook his head: "This female real person is running very fast, and her body is full of blood and blood. It is a sign that she has experienced life and death. He is only a single person here, and two companions want to come and have been killed. He Obviously I still want to go back to the newspaper. I have to meet him and I must not let him." Then he went to search the body of the Jurchen.

"Flu's predecessors said it." The two officers said so, and went to search for the bag of the horse.

What appeared here at this time is the sorrow of the sorrowful after the assassination of Yan Zonghan.

In the battle to assassinate Zonghan, Zhou Yi fought to exhaustion and was eventually beheaded by Yan Xiyin and Yi Jian. Fu Lu’s wife, Zuo Wenying, entered the crowd at the last minute and threw Zhou’s head to him. After that, Zhou Wei and Zuo Wenying died. He took Zhou’s first level but had to fight to kill. live.

He was chased by the cavalry sent by Zonghan. Even under the reward of Zonghan, some of the Wulin Greenwood people wanted to get the first class to receive the bounty. After he met him, he shot him. He took Zhou Yi’s head and went all the way back to Zhou’s hometown of Shaoguan, Shaanxi, and buried a grave. He didn’t dare to tell others about it. He only worried that the future was really big. Someone dug the tomb and looked for it. Zong Han and others rewarded him - when the old man was buried, it was cold and rainy, and surrounded by wild mountains and barren hills, he only sacrificed one person. He had already lost his heart, but he remembered that the old man had been a country for his people. After his death, he could not even disclose the place of burial. It is difficult for the people to pay homage. Still can't help but mourn from the middle, leaning over the tears.

This life of Fu Lu followed Zhou Yi, and he was also a servant, a relative and a friend. He had a son with Zuo Wenying after he became a relative, but after the full moon, he brought people to the countryside. At this time, I am afraid that I am married. It’s just that he and Zuo Wenying are accompanying Zhou Wei. For this son, the grandson who may already have had never looked after and cared for for years. For him, the true relatives may only have Zhou Wei and his wife who is getting older.

His wife's temperament is determined and decisive, and he is better than him. In retrospect, the assassination of Zong Han, the wife and he are ready to die, but at the last minute, his wife grabbed the head of the old man. Throwing at him, the heart of the boxing, is self-evident, but he hopes that he will survive in the end. In that case, the two most important people in his life died in the interval of less than the number of interest.

After the burial of the first level of the week, life is meaningless to him, and his wife’s slap before death is even more sorrowful. Just stay with the old man for so many years. The option of suicide is definitely not in his heart. He left Shaoguan. I thought that with his martial arts, I might go to Zonghan to do another assassination. However, at this time, the ancestors had been ruined and southward. He thought that if the old man was still there, he would definitely go to the most dangerous and crucial place. Then he went all the way south and was ready to come to the shackle to wait for the opportunity to assassinate the ancestors.

However, when this road came down, Zongwang had already made trouble outside this Liangcheng City. Hundreds of thousands of Qin Wangjun were defeated and fled. Broken corpse Yingye. Fulu could not find the opportunity to assassinate the ancestors, but on the way around the activities, he encountered many green foresters. In fact, Zhou Hao’s death has been publicized by the memory of Zhu Ji’s public opinion. His, after seeing him, only his head is a vision, he said that he wants to assassinate the ancestors, and everyone is willing to follow. But at this time, the situation outside the city of Zhangliang is not like the city of Zhangzhou, and the iron barrel of the camel's post is such an assassination opportunity, but it is not easy to find.

In the traces of public opinion propaganda, Folu traces back to the name Ning Yi, and thinks of this man who is different from Zhou Wei, but can make Zhou Wei admire. Fu Lu did not like him very much, but he thought that in the big event, the other party must be a reliable person, and would like to find an opportunity to inform the other side of Zhou Yan’s bones: he has no nostalgia in this world, he wants to come. If you don't live too long, tell him about it. If one day the Jurchen is gone, others will find a place for Zhou Yu to pay homage. The man is called "the devil" and "the blood hand." "People slaughter", if someone really wants to bury the place where Zhou Yu died after his death, with his fierce means, it will make people die and die, and regret no way.

Only after making such a decision, the first thing he encountered was the command of Chen Yanshu, the commander of the Wuming Army of Damingfu. In the raid of the Jurchen in the early morning of September 25, Wu Shengjun’s defeat was extremely miserable. Chen Yanshu fled with a squad and lost his armor, but he did not hold too much injury. After the defeat, he was afraid of the court's sin, and he wanted to make some achievements. He frantically gathered the broken army, and he encountered Fulu during this period.

Chen Yanshu is aware of Zhou Wei, although he did not regard the old man as a big thing at the beginning, but during this time, Zhu Ji desperately propaganda, but let the reputation of the world’s first master rise in the army. . His army was severely broken, and he encountered Fulu. He had some concepts about it. He knew that this person had been with the waiter, but although he was low-key, he had a martial art and he had to say that he was one of the best masters under the master. Not too much, immediately recruited. Fu Lu did not find Ning Yi in the first time. He did not care about who contributed to it. He also promised to help him under the command of Chen Yanshu.

A few months after that, the snow fell, and the Jurchens began to storm the scorpion. Chen Yanshu gathered around 30,000 people, but still had no military mind, and could not fight at all. Although the city of Yongliang urged the Qin Wangjun to quickly dispel the capital, but probably already desperate for it, although the reminder, but did not form the pressure on the bottom, and to the sect of the army to attack the city, the city of 汴 城 垂 垂 ,, the city The situation outside is quite subtle. Everyone is waiting for others to attack, but they all understand that these undisciplined stragglers are not the combination of Jurchens. In such a delay, four thousand people were suddenly dispatched, and the news of the sudden murder of the Camel Camp was carried out in the snowfield.

At this time, the forces on the snowfield were divided into several shares, but there was still a simple connection between them. Every day, they twitched and made a sense of ignorance and worrying about the country and the people, saying, "You will be me." It’s a common thing, but for the soldiers who are under the arm, it’s really impossible to move. The military heart has been broken, everyone hoards one place, and can maintain a holistic look. If you really want to go to the city of Liangliang to kill the past, you will fight. Less than half of the time, the people under the arm will be separated by two-thirds. In addition to the Western Army in the division, perhaps it still retains a little combat power, and most of the rest.

Under such circumstances, there are still people who have spared no effort to greet them, and they have taken a knife against the Jurchen. Don't say that the Jurchens were scared, and they were all scared. The first time the reaction of the people was the Western Army’s shot. After all, the two sides played less in the weekdays. The two Western leaders who were the masters and masters of the class were all famous in the world. They were very famous and saved their strength. Not surprising. But soon, from the capital, there was news that contradicted this.

At this time, the four thousand people were still stationed in the center of the forces of the parties, and it seemed to be very arrogant. Not afraid of the surprise of the Jurchen. At this time, all the forces on the snowfield sent a scout to start the investigation. On this battlefield, the Western Army began to exercise, and the Changsheng Army began to exercise. The Zhang Shenghui and Liu Yuren of the Changsheng Army separated from the Guo Yaoshi and swooped to the central four thousand people. These people finally moved in the snow. They got up, and they even carried a huge arc in the snow with more than a thousand civilians without any fighting power. In the direction of Chaoxia Village, Zhang Linghui and Liu Yuren led more than 10,000 people. Quickly correcting the direction, on the day of November 29, with these four thousand people, quickly shortened the distance. Today, the scouts have already engaged in close encounters.

Fu Lu was sent out by Chen Yanshu to explore all of this - he also volunteered. In the recent period, Chen Yanshu has been holding the army for more than 30,000 people. In this, Fu Lu also noticed that they had no war, and had long since left. Chen Yanshu also saw this, but he could not tie Fulu. Secondly, he needed to stay in the army to do propaganda. In the end, he had to let the two officers follow him. He did not let the other green foresters brought by Fulu go out with Flow, and he was still like this. Come back.

For this team that suddenly popped up, Fu Lu was equally curious. He was distressed by the low military strength of the Wu Dynasty army, but he felt the same for the power of the Jurchen. An army capable of fighting the Jurchens in front? Does it really exist? In the end, is it that they are lucky enough to sneak attack and then exaggerated their achievements? This kind of thinking is actually the mainstream among several surrounding forces.

I don’t know which army it is, it’s really a dog’s luck...

In the heart of Fu Lu, nature does not think so. In his opinion, even if it is luck, if it can be based on this, it is also a good thing.

This time, the first thing he found was the team of Chang Shengjun.

This army of over 10,000 people stalked in the snow, and sent a large number of scouts to explore the front. Fu Lu naturally does not have military services, but he is a master closer to the ranks of the masters. He is most familiar with the human body, the will, and the momentum from the inside out. The strength of the two teams of Chang Shengjun, although less than that of the Jurchens, compared with the Wushu army, these men from the Northland, after the best training outside Yanmenguan, did not Know how much you want to be taller.

Fu Lu was secretly shocked. He learned from another scout team sent by Chen Yanshu that the team of 4,000 people who should belong to Qin Shaoqian was not far ahead, with more than a thousand civilians. It may be difficult to get to Xia Cun and you have to be intercepted. Fulu came to this side and also killed the female actress.

At this time, although the snow is not too big, it is difficult to distinguish the direction and destination above the snowfield. After searching for the corpse, the three people went on again and found that they might have gone in the wrong direction, turned back and returned. Then, with several Changsheng troops scouting or encountering, or passing by, this can be sure that they have been chased. On the big team.

The time is already in the afternoon, and the sky is dark. When walking to a snowy ridge, Fulu has faintly noticed the movement in the snow ahead. He reminded the two people around him that the Changsheng Army may be in front. Down in the vicinity, quietly moving forward, through a woodland, in front of a snowy ridge, after going up, the three suddenly fell.

The army of tens of thousands of people stretched out in front.

That was the Zhang and Liu of the Changsheng Army. At this time, the flag was stretched and the lineup was smothered. In the front, the battle was opened. It seemed that the team was stopped before and after. The two officers of Wu Shengjun were shocked. Although they might not be able to win the battle, they had a vision. If such an army is going to fight with oneself, the current Wu Shengjun will only be killed like a pig. Fulu is a warrior. He feels such murderousness, his own blood, and he has already rushed up, biting his teeth, hating to rush out and killing the enemy, but they immediately reacted:

"They stopped because of..."

"What happened……"

Only when I spoke about this, Fulu faintly saw the scene on the snowy side of the horizon through the snow. Looking from here, the vision is blurred, but on the snowy ridge, there is a shadow.

Then, the sound of "砰" came over, but the sound was not heard, but I didn't know that there were hundreds of thousands of sounds, mixed together. Like a metal knock, and like a knock on the leather, Flow can hear it, it should be the scabbard of the sword, and the sound of the saddle.

Thousands of swords, while taking the sound of the saddle.

The sound suddenly sounded in the snow and snow~www.wuxiaspot.com~ passed over, then quieted down, passed the count, and it was a bit, although monotonous, but thousands of swords like this shot, but the looming is murderous. In the distant snow, in the faint sight, the horses were quietly lined up on the snow ridge, waiting for the squad of the Changsheng Army.

For a moment, there is also a murderous shout here: "Changsheng-"

"Changsheng!"

"Changsheng!"

Three times in a row, thousands of people called, almost able to open the snow, but before the leader issued an order, no one charged.

Flow has already felt the rust of the mouth in his mouth. It is the vague excitement of the military. The array of opposites, all the cavalry add up, but more than two thousand. They waited there, facing the constant victory army with tens of thousands of people, and no one dared to go ahead in the huge killing.

For a moment, the sound of the tapping was another, passed monotonously, and then, again, the same interval, like shooting on everyone's heartbeat.

The wind and the snow roar, the battle is like a forest, the whole atmosphere, at the touch of a hair... (unfinished.)