My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 491 Old Friend and Borrowing the Wind

The waves rolled against the shore, making a "swish" sound.

The summer night sky was densely covered with stars and moon, and the stars were guarding the bright moon. The cold moonlight was shining on the nearby beach, and for a moment there were the sounds of messy footsteps and Japanese words.

"Go look over there!"

"...Check the river bank to see if there are any Xia people diving and sneaking ashore!"

A group of Japanese soldiers carrying small flags patrolled the coastline noisily, and then headed towards a nearby fishing village, probably taking this opportunity to search or rest in the village.

The noisy sounds and footsteps gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of the sea breeze and waves. In the distant forest, a low figure looked through the gaps between the weeds and hanging treetops, watching the group of Japanese soldiers go away. Just then he turned around and went inside.

He still held a few handfuls of freshly picked herbs in his hand. Soon, he returned to the depths of the forest, and another figure lying on the thick fallen leaves gradually woke up.

Hearing the footsteps, the figure who had just woken up suddenly sat up, just in time to see the rickety figure coming over, "Who?!"

"I just saved you and have you forgotten your savior?" The voice was that of an old man. The figure who sat up could only see the appearance of the old man clearly through the dim moonlight cast by the gap between the trees. "Speaking of which, the general and the old man are still different. Met once."

Met once?

Lu Meng looked at it carefully, and the more he looked, the more familiar he felt. Then he stood up unsteadily and held his hands towards the other person: "I'm Lu Meng, I don't know what I call you."

After hearing this, Lu Meng immediately stood up, took off his military uniform, tore it into strips of cloth, wrapped and tightened the wounds on his body, and gritted his teeth in pain and hissed.

"Liang Guyuan!"

"The general is seriously injured, I'm afraid..."

"Where is he?"

Hearing this, Lu Meng's eyes suddenly lit up and he was a little excited: "Senior, can you lead me over there?"

"What's the use of righteousness? It's not because of the Japanese's trick." Lu Meng was a little discouraged and flapped the fallen leaves around him, "There's also that weird wind. As soon as our warship gets close, it will set off a hurricane on the sea." .”

"This General Lu, your chest was burned by kerosene..." Liang Guyuan quickly came over and helped Lu Meng sit back on the ground, "... plus you have been soaked in sea water for too long, your skin and flesh have rotted, so you can only scrape."

"General Lu is indeed a heroic and famous general. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably be in pain to death if he encountered such an injury."

"please!"

"Ah."

"Thank you, father-in-law, for saving your life..." Now Lu Meng could clearly think of the master of martial arts who was by the pond in the atrium of Zhenhai Division that day.

"The general is righteous, I admire him!"

He looked around and after confirming the environment, he still had to prepare to leave. After all, the war was not over yet. As soon as he took two steps, he felt burning pain in his thighs and shoulders. The armor was taken off by the other party at some point, and his clothes were opened, revealing a piece of bloody flesh.

"We met in Linjun. That day, I went to Zhenhaisi at night and asked His Majesty for the certificate to go to sea. It was also fate. I didn't expect to meet the general here. At that time, I saw you floating in the water on the coast. , I dragged you ashore and recognized the general."

"General, please!"

On the thick fallen leaves, Lu Meng watched silently as the old man applied the concoction on himself. His chapped lips trembled and he gritted his teeth. After enduring a heartbreaking pain, he slowly spoke: "...Senior Liang, I knew you were here to find me. Friend, have you found your friend?"

The old man buried his head and applied it to the cracked flesh on Lu Meng's leg. He was silent for a moment: "I found it... I found it... there."

As a Jianghu person, no matter how old Liang Guyuan is, he respects him from the bottom of his heart for being able to save more of his comrades at such a juncture, whether he sacrifices his life for justice or returns love.

Seeing the solemnity and determination in Lu Meng's eyes, Liang Guyuan glanced at the urn of his old friend again, nodded slightly, and said: "Okay!"

The old man squatted down with the soup bowl, dipped the cloth wrapped in herbs into the concoction, and slowly applied it on Lu Meng's chest.

"General Lu, when I was passing by here, I accidentally saw a strange stone altar. Many Japanese people built it there. I was in a hurry to leave, and there were Japanese ninjas. It would be exposed, so I didn't look at it more. Is it possible? Could that be where the strange wind originated?"

The old man wrapped the herbs in his hand into torn strips of cloth, then kneaded them back and forth, squeezed out the juice, dripped it into the chipped pottery bowl, and then laughed.

Seeing Lu Meng looking over, Liang Guyuan expressed a doubt in his heart.

Liang Guyuan's eyes were burning: "General Lu, you just said that you would also come to kill the Japanese pirates. Has your Majesty already launched an offensive against the Japanese islands?"

On the side, Liang Guyuan was not a soldier and could not give Lu Meng any advice on the way of military formation.

The night wind blew, and the two figures walked through the forest in the cold moonlight, following the direction in which the old man came. At this time, the sky gradually became brighter.

At this point, his tone paused.

The look of surprise on his face subsided.

"We are preparing to take him back to Wuzhou."

As he spoke, he raised his arms, cupped his hands towards the urn under the tree, and lowered his head slightly, as a tribute to the seniors who died fighting the Japanese.

"Kill the Japanese pirates..." Lu Meng laughed: "I was rushed into the sea just to kill the Japanese pirates, but fortunately, I survived the catastrophe and can continue to kill the Japanese pirates in the future."

"If we can destroy the Japanese arrangement and allow ships to land in the four countries, why would Lu Meng regret this life!"

He looked away.

A smile appeared on Lu Meng's chapped lips, and he nodded, and then told the story of how after attacking the Japanese and taking Tsushima Island, he encountered a strange wind in Shikoku near the Japanese island, and how he sailed a boat and sacrificed his life to stop the Japanese ambush. told the other party.

Immediately, he stopped wearing his crotch armor, picked up the Huanshou knife, and made a sign of invitation to the old man.

Lu Meng was obviously startled. He didn't expect there was another person here. He followed the old man's line of sight and saw a pottery urn as big as a human head placed under a tree a few steps away.

The night wind rustled the woods.

"As the general saw, that is my old friend..." Liang Guyuan smiled with difficulty, and then stood up: "But it doesn't matter, everyone has his own life, not to mention he has reached his end, can he be killed here? It’s worth it if you have fewer Japanese pirates.”

"The general is not afraid of death, how can I stay away from this humble citizen who has risen to fight against me? I will take you with me now!"

Just as the two were silent for a while, the old man suddenly hissed softly, causing Lu Meng to turn his head and look at him.

Liang Guyuan laughed and stretched out his hand boldly.

On the sea level to the east, the fish belly is white, and the golden morning sun shines through the gaps in the clouds.

The morning light pushed the color of Qing Ming and quickly crossed the rough sea. The edge of the light quickly enveloped the huge Bagua array on Tsuima Island.

Zhuge Liang, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a wooden sword, stood at the center of the formation. While basking in the morning sun, he slowly raised the wooden sword and walked out of the Tiangang Step.

The blowing sea breeze gradually changed its direction, and the whimpering sound that fell in people's ears turned into a whistling sound.

Su Chen was wearing hunting robes, his hair was fluttering, and there were military officers and soldiers on the left and right. He looked at the figure holding a sword and making gestures in the formation from a distance.

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Zhuge, can you snatch the wind from the hands of the Japanese?"

The speaker was Zhang Liao. In the middle of the night yesterday, he, Qi Jiguang, and Gao Shun retreated to the sea in front of the island to rest. They heard a letter from Guan Yu saying that Lu Meng, who had disappeared, ran to the South Road fleet and drove the warships to prepare for the attack. Guan Yu and others were shocked when they blocked the Japanese fire ship.

He was Guan Yu's best friend. After Guan Yu was killed by the other party, he naturally didn't like Lu Meng either, but now he heard such a thing and felt a little uncomfortable. But the saddest thing is actually Qi Jiguang.

When he came here, the person he had the most contact with, besides Su Chen, was Lu Meng. The two of them went south to Linjun in the Central Plains together and founded the Zhenhai Division. It would be false to say that there was no friendship.

What's more, Lu Meng was also a very capable person. How could it not make people sad when a capable person suddenly died.

"I will definitely grab it!"

Su Chen didn't speak. The person who answered Zhang Liao's words was Qi Jiguang next to him. He had an appearance in his fifties, his gray beard was slightly stroking in the wind, and he had an expression of indescribable sadness and anger.

As he finished speaking, Zhuge Liang in the distance suddenly said: "Ji!"

The Seven-Star Sword pointed toward the Japanese island in the east.

The wind howled.

……

In the distance, under the sky clouds, the Japanese island of Shikoku is located on the top of the hills in the middle of Shikoku, with many stone platforms made of rocks.

The table was square, with flags of the sun, moon and stars at the four corners. In front of the altar in the middle, Abe Keimei, who was dressed in hunting clothes, suddenly stopped mumbling incantations.

He opened his eyes suddenly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Outside the stone platform, hundreds of Japanese soldiers were lined up neatly, or patrolling around the stone platform. No figures could be seen in the dark, but everyone who knew about it knew that there were many ninjas hiding here. .

At this time, a strong wind suddenly blew up around the stone platform, and the small flags of various colors swayed messily.

"Are there any masters who know magic in Xia's army?"

Abe Jingming sneered, spread out his sleeves, and quickly formed handprints on his hands. The lit incense and candles were also extinguished at this moment.

The sea breeze that was originally blowing towards him changed and blew towards the west.

……

"Sure enough, there are Japanese people causing trouble inside!"

Zhuge Liang clearly felt that the wind he had just borrowed was grabbed by the opponent again. He looked indifferent and took the Tiangang Step again, but there was a red thread in his hand, which was wrapped around the Seven Star Sword and tied to his wrist.

"rise!"

He raised the Seven-Star Sword in his hand, and while the red line stretched from his wrist to the blade of the sword, he muttered words in his mouth. Every step he took coincided with the heavenly stems and earthly branches of the surrounding Bagua array.

"The laws of heaven and earth, the strong wind helps me!"

When the word 'I' fell, his footsteps immediately stopped at the 'Xun' position in the southeast, his fingertips touched the red line, and the moment the seven-star sword in his hand pointed to the sky, his hair began to blow.

Su Chen and a group of civil and military officials stood there and watched quietly. They did not have many doubts about Zhuge Liang's performance. After all, they had heard that Prime Minister Ji Han was a Taoist.

As for which faction it is, it is unclear. Looking at his appearance, Su Chen even suspected that the seven-star life-extending lamp might be real.

"disease!"

Zhuge Liang's voice exhaled again, and everyone felt that the wind direction had changed again. But this time, Zhuge Liang turned around in the formation and said to Su Chen: "Your Majesty, immediately prepare the ships to go to sea and approach the Japanese island. If Liang can't defeat him, he can take advantage of him and me to seize the wind direction and attack in one go. Fight to the coast!”

"Okay, Prime Minister, take care!"

Su Chen cupped his hands in the distance, and then looked at the generals around him. Qi Jiguang, Zhou Yu, and Gan Ning nodded one by one. They knew what to do without Su Chen's instructions. Immediately, they turned around, got on their horses and ran towards At the harbor, the resting navy soldiers were greeted to board the ship.

"Set sail!" Su Chen jumped up from the horse, crossed the high sky, and landed on the treasure ship's deck. His wide sleeves fluttered and he gave an order loudly.

The drum tower on the treasure ship suddenly sounded the rhythmic sound of "dong dong dong".

On the sea, the warships lined up one after another raised their sails, and the soldiers ran on the deck, or pushed the bows and sterns with long oars.

Not long after, the outer warships turned around and sailed away one after another, followed by the middle and innermost warships and cargo ships also turned out one by one.

On the sea, there were rows of ships running parallel to each other, and navy soldiers were waiting quietly on the decks, constantly sorting out their armor and weapons.

Gan Ning, Zhou Yu, and Qi Jiguang listened to the sound of war drums and observed the changing direction of the sea breeze. They held the handles of their swords tightly and kept reciting Lu Meng's name silently in their hearts.

Ziming...help us!

We will soon go to the Japanese island to avenge you!

at the same time.

On the top of the mountain on the Japanese island, the ever-changing wind direction alerted Date Masamune who was stationed at Nagano Castle. He led several groups of Japanese soldiers towards this side and nervously looked at the altar on the stone platform and the swaying surroundings. Various colored yin and yang flags.

"Abe Jingming, what happened?"

In front of the altar, Abe Qingmei turned his face slightly, with a fox-like face and an indifferent smile: "Doctor Sakyo, don't panic, it's a small scene."

When the words fell, there was a loud splash of fire on the other side of the altar, and the candle inserted in the furnace suddenly exploded. Abe Jingming immediately leaned back, but then straightened his body.

"The people over there in Xia Kingdom are really persistent!"

He stretched out his slender, green-white fingers to form a seal, popped out the extinguished candle, and then lit it again: "Looks like I want to teach you some lessons!"

When the handprints were turned over, Zhuge Liang seemed to notice something on the Tsushima Island side. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped the air.

It was a solid 'pop' sound.

"what!"

On the top of the mountain of Wajima, Abe Keimei suddenly screamed, his handsome white cheeks turned red. Date Masamune behind him heard the scream, and his heart tightened, and he quickly asked: "What's going on?"

"It's a small scene, it's okay!"

Abe turned his face sideways, with red fingerprints clearly printed on his right cheek, and he still answered calmly.

At this moment, when all the Japanese people here were focusing their attention on the stone platform, two figures lurked from a distance in the forest dozens of feet away.

There was a muffled sound in the forest, and a ninja had his neck broken and was thrown to the ground.

"This is it, the guard is quite tight...Who is riding the horse over there?"

"A high-ranking official among the Japanese!"

In the grass, behind the lurking old man, was Lu Meng, whose upper body was wrapped in cloth. He was holding a ring-headed sword, and his eyes moved from the Japanese general on horseback to the stone platform.

"It's him!"

Lu Meng grasped the handle of the knife and moved slowly.

(End of this chapter)