The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Zhao Tong did not go out today. He got up early in the morning, had a simple breakfast, and then walked to the woods behind the Military Supervision Department.

This time he carried a wax pole and hung a long spear.

For some reason, the Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords started to move again. He really couldn't hold back his realm. The Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords could directly elevate his realm to the Grand Master, but he knew that once he entered the Grand Master in his current state, then What ensues is obsession.

A person who escapes fire from the sword or becomes a demon from the sword is a sword demon.

When one is possessed by a demon, it is certain that one will lose his or her mind, and may even go on a killing spree, become fond of blood, and resort to brutal means for pleasure.

That day when Fang La was practicing the seventh path of the Sky Transformation, he became obsessed and completely lost himself. Although his martial arts improved for a while, he lost his mind and became obsessed with killing. Even his sister did not recognize him.

Once the sequelae of this obsession occur, the mild cases may become crippled, and the severe cases may directly kill them.

This is definitely not a fun thing, especially when you are leading troops outside. If you are really possessed by martial arts and no one around you can rescue and suppress you, something big may happen.

But Zhao Tong is now a quasi-grandmaster, so what kind of people are needed to help him? I'm afraid that in the end I will have to rely on myself alone.

So today I felt a little bit eager to try the Thirteen Deadly Swords, so I immediately took the spear and went into the woods.

He has no better way. At the moment, he only has the stunning marksmanship created by hundreds of schools to compete with the Thirteen Deadly Swords. See if he can temporarily suppress this No. 13 Sword. There will be repeated Everyone wants to break through to the realm of a great master.

After entering the woods, Zhao Tong began to practice his spear, only practicing his stunning marksmanship.

This spear technique is extremely upright, and is derived from the best of all other spear techniques in the world. There is no treacherous technique, and it follows the brightest and most majestic path.

Therefore, after Zhao Tao created this method of marksmanship, he made up for his own shortcomings in all aspects. This stunning marksmanship was like a big frame when the gun was raised, supporting all his skills, just like his own martial bones. Let the martial arts next to him have a foundation in his body.

When he was chasing Yuan Jing in Roulang Mountain, firstly, he didn't have a gun, and secondly, he was restricted by the terrain. The trees in the forest were so dense that it was difficult to turn around, and he couldn't use his gun skills, so he didn't use it.

Otherwise, in another space and terrain, with a gun in his hand, he would never believe that Yuan Jing could run away. After all, although he had created a stunning marksmanship at the half-step grand master level, this stunning marksmanship itself had the power of a grand master. texture.

In fact, without the stunning marksmanship as the backbone of his own martial arts, the No. 13 deadly sword alone would not be enough for Zhao Tong to achieve the Grand Master level.

It's just that the stunning marksmanship is the most upright skill, so to build the foundation for passive assistance above the realm, Zhao Tong himself has to do everything himself.

But Jueming No. 13 sword is different. This sword is purely for destruction and killing. Now that he has the foundation of Jueyan marksmanship, he keeps trying to attack the Grand Master realm, and Zhao Tong can't stop him at all.

This is what he calls the inability to completely control the sword, fearing that it will backfire after reaching a higher level, or even become a demon, and finally lose his mind, change his nature and kill, making a big mistake that he will never regret.

Therefore, he must suppress this sword, and use his stunning marksmanship to suppress it. As his martial arts skills at this time, his stunning marksmanship can theoretically suppress the No. 13 deadly sword.

Zhao Tong finished his stunning shooting skills in the woods. As expected, his body felt cooler, the heat gradually disappeared, and his mind became clearer.

But this situation did not last long, only about an hour. Before he could go back to the front of the house to check the military situation, he became agitated again.

I had no choice but to continue to shoot Jueyan. This time I thought one shot might not be enough, so I shot a few more times. Before I knew it, it was already noon.

Zhao Tong walked out of the woods with the gun in hand and saw Yuan Ying and the Bai brothers waiting eagerly not far away. He couldn't help but wonder: "What are you doing here?"

Yuan Ying said: "Disciple is worried about master..."

"My lord, my brothers are also thinking about the young master..."

Zhao Tong immediately turned cold upon hearing this. Why are these three mother-in-laws so worried about him? He didn't do anything.

"Nonsense!" Zhao Tong flicked his sleeves: "I am doing well, I want you to be worried and worried!"

"Master, I, I..." Yuan Ying said quietly, "I feel like something is wrong with Master, it's not the same as before..."

"Huh?" Zhao Tong frowned, his eyes swept around her face in confusion, and finally turned to the Bai brothers: "You two think so too?"

Bai Ba hurriedly said: "I feel that the young master has been a little too tired during this period, so his behavior is different from the past?"

Bai Zhan said: "Young Master, my subordinates think it's the same. It's because you've worked too hard, and it's a little different. Please take care of yourself, Master!"

Zhao Tong groaned slightly when he heard the words. He himself didn't realize anything was wrong at first, but now listening to the three people's opinions, it seemed that his state was completely different from before, which caused the three people to worry.

They must have been affected by the deadly sword No. 13, but they didn't know it yet, but the three of them had already seen it, and they didn't know what happened, so they warned it.

Zhao Tong took a deep breath when he thought of this. This deadly No. 13 sword is chaotic, violent, and murderous. Once it is affected by it, even if it does not go to the point of obsession, it will stimulate people's temperament and make people become like It's different in normal times.

Although he suppressed this swordsmanship and was not promoted to Grand Master, he may still have been stimulated to some extent, and it may even be somewhat different from before.

Thinking of this, he nodded and said in an emotionless voice: "I understand, you should do whatever you want, I am fine!"

Looking at Zhao Tong's indifferent expression, Yuan Ying asked in her heart, Master, are you really okay? Why do you still look like this when nothing is wrong?

Zhao Tong didn't care about the three of them, threw the big gun away casually, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

The three of them looked at each other, Yuan Ying raised her foot, kicked up the gun barrel, picked it up, and whispered: "Master..."

Bai Ba said: "Young master should know what's wrong with him."

Bai Zhan said: "Young Master must have noticed something."

Yuan Ying said: "But, but..."

Zhao Tong could hear their words faintly coming from the front, and couldn't help but snorted, feeling that the three of them were making a fuss out of a molehill, and were just worried.

If he suppresses it and doesn't advance to Grand Master, he won't go crazy. Isn't it normal for him to be slightly affected by the stimulation of swordsmanship? It's just that I can't tell them.

Going to the front hall, Zhao Tong thought for a while and started writing a letter.

Although there is no military news yet saying that Xingqing Mansion has sent Iron Kites to Huizhou, Zhao Tao estimates that this matter is almost inevitable and is almost inevitable.

Otherwise, he would not have spent this time researching ways to crack the Iron Kites and stepping up military training. He thought that the iron kite would not come too late. After all, soldiers are very fast, so they must be ready for battle at any time.

Now the scouts have been sent out 150 miles away, and they will come back to report as soon as there is news.

The letter he was writing at this moment was written to General Lu of Liangzhou. It was written eloquently for three pages. It mainly focused on the plan of "troops out of Ziwu Valley" mentioned by General Lu last time. He made some comments to check and fill in the gaps, so that General Lu could Prepare in advance and design this strategy perfectly so that you can send troops at any time.

After writing the letter, Zhao Tong thought for a while, then called Zhou Xiao and Xu Nian, and gave instructions, asking the two to lead the first and second cavalry guards, and then ordered the third and fourth guards to go forward together. Go to Liangzhou.

If the conditions are met and the timing is right, then Lu will definitely launch a surprise attack on Xingqing Mansion, and cavalry must be available to cooperate.

Moreover, the number of cavalry must be at least 5000, otherwise it will not be possible.

During the Three Kingdoms period, Wei Yan's plan for his troops to leave Ziwu Valley was to lead five thousand elite troops to attack Chang'an directly, hoping to capture Chang'an City first, and then Zhuge Liang would cooperate with other front lines to directly destroy the Wei Kingdom.

Therefore, in this case, at least 5000 people are needed, and even 5000 people may not be enough. After all, things are different now. Although Chang'an was a big city back then, it was still the past. Chang'an during the Three Kingdoms period may not be as big as Xingqing Mansion now. It may not be as strong as the current Xingqing City. These cities have been continuously expanded and repaired for thousands of years. Chang'an back then is completely different from Chang'an now.

Zhao Tong also had to deal with the coming Tie Yao Zi and Bu Ba Zi. There were not many cavalry that could be sent to General Lu. If he sent more cavalry to Fuchuan and Zhuo Lu in the rear, he could barely make up five cavalry. Qian, if you want to bring more people, then General Lu will have to find a way on his own.

However, Zhao Tan had too many horses at this time and could not provide more soldiers, so he allocated a thousand more horses to General Lu and asked Zhou Xiao and Xu Nian to lead the team. With his personal and secret letter, he immediately set off for Liangzhou.

As for whether General Lu can recruit more troops, it depends on his own ability. Zhao Tong also said in the letter that everything is decided by him. During the current war, there is no need to ask for instructions and report everything, especially Brother Richard who is leading the iron. If the kite comes to Huizhou, and if the enemy's army is surrounded by many soldiers, the news will be blocked, and he will have to act according to the situation and formulate his own strategy.

Watching Zhou Xiao and Xu Nian leave, Zhao Tao let out a sigh of relief and walked out of the hall. Then he took the colonels and went outside the city to watch the Tengjia training...

It was already afternoon at Guquan Temple in the east of the city, in the abbot's Zen room behind the Buddhist hall.

A tall old man sat cross-legged on a futon, looking at a rickety old monk in front of him.

"I haven't seen you in 20 years. Brother Lu, you are fine!"

"Amitabha, he is actually Brother Yuan. In the past, I heard that Brother Yuan traveled to Persia. When did he come back to Daxia?"

The tall old man smiled when he heard this. He was none other than the ancestor of the Yuan family, the Grand Master Yuanshen.

That day in the thatched cottage behind Yuanzhuang, Yuanshen thought about it and decided that Yuanji should still be rescued, but saving Yuanji would not interfere with the invasion of the country, so he had to take action himself.

He originally planned to come to Huizhou alone, but Yuan Jing insisted on following him, saying that he wanted to avenge Zhao Tong's insult in Roulang Mountain that day.

As a half-step grandmaster, Yuan Jing is already a master among masters. Her martial arts skills are rare in the world. Even in the entire Baigao Daxia, there is no one who can surpass her in one palm. So Yuan Shen only thought about it briefly and then I agreed, after all, being a half-step grandmaster was a huge help.

Then he wanted to find a way to enter Huizhou City. There was an old friend of Yuanshen in Guquan Temple in Huizhou City, so he wanted to take this route. However, Huizhou’s inspections were rigorous and this route was not easy to pass. In the end, Yuan Jing used the Beifeng Hall He used his strength to find the merchants who delivered food to Guquan Temple, and then used this to sneak into the city.

The abbot of Guquan Temple was an old acquaintance of Yuan Shen and a master of martial arts. Yuan Shen wanted to borrow his power, so after entering the temple, he looked for him directly.

"I just returned from Persia in the past few days." Yuanshen nodded and said, "How has Brother Lu been doing in the past 20 years?"

The old monk looked haggard, shook his head and said: "Brother Yuan is called wrong, brother Lu is nowhere to be found, Lao Nexuan is suffering!"

Yuanshen laughed loudly when he heard this and nodded again: "Yes, Brother Lu has long since escaped into Buddhism, and now only Master Xuanku is left."

The old monk chanted a Buddhist chant and said: "Currently, Huizhou City is surrounded by war and chaos. Brother Yuan didn't come here just to see me, right?"

Yuanshen sighed: "This matter is a long story. Master Xuanku, please listen to me slowly..."

After a while, Yuan Shen finished speaking about his purpose, but the monk Xuanku across from him remained silent.

Yuanshen looked at him and frowned: "Is it possible that Master Xuanku is unwilling to help me?"

Xuan Ku waited for a while and then slowly replied: "Brother Yuan's words are wrong. Unless I am unwilling to help Brother Yuan, it is really the monks of this temple who are innocent. If the matter is leaked, I am afraid it will be difficult for them to live."

Yuan Shen said: "It's just success or failure, so how can the news leak out?"

Xuan Ku said: "Brother Yuan made it simple. Brother Yuan can come and go like the wind, but I have already taken root in the temple. If something really happened, how could he not be found out?"

Yuan Shen looked at him and said calmly: "Master Xuanku was a famous assassin in our Great Xia back then, and he was even half-step to the martial arts level of a grand master, and an assassin with half-step to the level of a grand master. I'm afraid that if he really started to use his skills, he would be no less than a grand master." If you give in, even if you fail, who can find out!"

Hearing this, Xuan Ku just shook his head, did not speak, and did not look at his soul.

After a long time, Yuanshen sneered and said: "It seems that Master Xuanku has not changed his past habits. He is unwilling to take action without any benefit?"

Hearing this, Xuan Ku hurriedly spoke: "Brother Yuan, what are you talking about? Brother Meng Yuan has not been able to repay the kindness of saving his life back then, so how can he be willing to covet things before taking action?"

The Yuan Shen looked at him and said slowly: "I have been in Persia for 20 years and am a master of all three religions. I have also gotten to know the most mysterious assassination organization in Persia, the Eagle's Nest, and have quite a relationship with the leader of the Eagle's Nest, Huo Shan..."

"Huo Shan?" Xuanku suddenly interrupted: "But Huo Shan, the old man in the mountain?"

Yuanshen narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's the old man in the mountain!"

Xuan Ku said hurriedly: "I heard that Huo Shan is the best at assassination. He has martial arts skills and walks in the dark. He has entered the realm of transformation. Brother Yuan, is this true?"

Yuanshen looked at him and showed a hint of teasing: "Of course it's true, and I interacted with Huo Shan, cherished each other, passed on each other's martial arts, and got his secret skill, the Dark Night Scripture."

"Dark Night Scripture?" Xuan Ku's originally withered face turned rosy: "But assassination-type martial arts?"

Yuan Shen said: "It is the assassination martial art, but this martial art is contrary to what I have learned, so I have never practiced it. If Master Xuanku is willing to help me this time, I will give you this Dark Night Sutra!"

Xuan Ku's lips trembled when he heard this: "Brother Yuan, this matter has been decided, we can't go back on it!"

Yuanshen nodded and smiled slightly: "No regrets, no regrets!"

(End of this chapter)