Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1632 The battle for the Yinghuo Stone (Wanlu)

Asking about a mute made Zhong Limei feel helpless. Fortunately, it was just a little troublesome to communicate because he couldn't speak, as long as he wasn't deaf or blind.

However, although the old man was not deaf, his ears certainly didn't work very well. His cloudy eyes looked at Zhong Limei with obvious doubts, and he kept gesticulating with his hands, as if he didn't hear clearly what Zhong Limei just said to him.

Zhong Limei had no choice but to patiently increase his volume and ask again clearly:

"Old man, have you been working here?"

This time the old man understood and nodded hurriedly, almost falling down because of his limited legs and feet.

Zhong Limei frowned, feeling a little strange in his heart. He did not reach out to help him, but just watched the old man regain his balance and continued to ask:
  "Did you see anyone passing by here?"

The old man nodded quickly and pointed to the road to his right with a dancing gesture, which meant that the person was heading that way.

Zhong Limei didn't think much about it this time. After thanking him, he turned around and walked a few steps in that direction, intending to simply see if Ji Bu had left any traces.

As soon as he took two steps forward, Zhong Limei's expression suddenly changed.

wrong! There is murderous intent!
  He turned around quickly and shouted a warning, "Be careful, there is an ambush!"

But this time, just like before, it was half a beat too slow.

The old man, who was still weak in his legs and feet just now, took one step and shook three times, suddenly changed his attitude, and neatly took out a throwing knife, or a large dart, and flicked it with his backhand, hitting a soldier in the throat.

His screams coincided with Zhong Limei's reminder.

Without waiting for the remaining soldiers to react, the old man immediately turned over and jumped neatly, stepped on the head of the front soldier's horse, holding a large dart in each hand, and cut the opponent with a simple overlapping hand. Seal the throat.

Then there were several consecutive jumps, neatly taking away the lives of the remaining six or seven soldiers. The whole process did not take more than two breaths, and the movements were not sloppy. Every move went straight to the fatal point. It looked like he had been specially trained in killing methods. of professionals.

Just as Zhong Limei took out his new sword and took two steps, all his men were already killed by the opponent.

I don't blame him for being too late, mainly because the old man was very calculating.

The gate of the fenced yard was to the right. The imperial soldiers followed Zhong Limei and basically stopped on the left side. Zhong Limei himself was fooled by him and took a few big steps to the right, and the distance between the two sides suddenly widened.

Seeing that his last remaining brothers were all killed, Zhong Limei was angry and immediately attacked the mute old man.

The old man was not afraid at all and rushed forward waving his double darts.

As the saying goes, every inch is short and every inch is dangerous. This short weapon is the most dangerous to use. It is dangerous to the person who uses it, and it is also dangerous to the person who uses it.

Generally short weapons are daggers, but this old man made the two extended darts about twice as long as ordinary concealed weapon darts, but they are still much shorter than normal daggers, making them more dexterous and dangerous to use.

As soon as he came up, the old man threw himself directly into Zhong Limei's arms. He nimbly avoided Zhong Limei's long sword, and a pair of long darts went straight towards the opponent's wrists, shoulders, waist, abdomen and other key joints.

At such a short distance, Zhong Limei couldn't swing his sword away at all. He could only use his hands and feet constantly to entangle the opponent with close combat skills while trying to distance himself.

Zhong Limei's swordsmanship is basically mediocre, but his ability in close combat is remarkable. After all, he majors in the family-inherited wind-chasing arc arrow, but archery is not easy to use at close range.

It's just that he can defend himself in close combat, but killing enemies is not enough, so he usually uses a sword.

At this time, it worked wonders. Although the mute old man's attack was fast and dangerous, he was still unable to defeat him and even found time to counterattack.

But he also failed to get rid of the other party, and was always firmly stuck to the old man.

Seeing that his offensive could not achieve results for a while, the mute old man decisively changed his mind. He no longer targeted all the vital points on Zhong Limei's body, but focused on his hands and wrists - the actual purpose was not to hurt people, but to disarm them.

He wants to force Zhong Limei to abandon his sword!

Although the distance between the two was too close, the sword in Zhong Limei's hand failed to exert much effect, but it still caused obstacles for the mute old man at critical moments, causing him to fail repeatedly.

The damage of this sword blade is much greater than that of fists and kicks. After all, Zhong Limei is not a naturally gifted player. A casual punch can knock the bile out of someone.

The mute old man was really good at fighting, and his thoughts changed very promptly and effectively. After all the attention that originally needed to be distracted was concentrated on Zhong Limei's hands and wrists, the pressure on him immediately skyrocketed.

There was almost no movement on the legs of the two people. Their bodies were close to each other, and their four hands were constantly pushing and flying within a short distance of half a foot. It was like doing Tai Chi push hands, but the speed was so fast that it was enough for people to watch. dazzled.

The sword in Zhong Limei's hand was the focus of the confrontation between the two. It was constantly being held and loosened.

In just a few breaths, the two of them went back and forth for more than ten rounds. In the end, Zhong Limei still failed to keep his weapon and let the sword fall to the ground.

Seeing the opportunity, the mute old man immediately accelerated his offensive, using all four limbs in an effort to cause damage as quickly as possible.

Zhong Limei's empty-handed reception was even more debilitating, but it also allowed him to find an opportunity to slightly increase the distance by two steps at the cost of receiving two elbow blows from the opponent.

Although the opponent immediately moved forward again, Zhong Limei was still able to draw out the iron bow from his back, use it as a whip-like weapon, and hit the opponent's head.

Archers have been fighting in close combat since ancient times!
  For Zhong Limei, the iron bow is obviously more efficient than the sword, and even more natural than his fists and kicks. He is indeed a man who can shoot arrows into flowers.

The mute old man was stunned for a moment and asked Zhong Limei to use his bow to force him back.

Zhong Limei took the opportunity to draw an arrow and set up his bow, and shot three times at the mute old man.

The trajectories of the three arrows are more bizarre than the last, which can be called snake-skin movements.

It wasn't for nothing that the old man did it. He moved twice in mid-air and managed to avoid them all.

It's a pity that he still doesn't understand Zhong Limei well enough.

The first two of the three arrows missed and hit the ground directly, but the third one turned in a large arc, turned 180 degrees, and shot the mute old man from behind again.

This time he was really caught off guard, and he only had time to avoid the vital point, and let the arrow grazed his abdomen, causing a splash of blood.

The arrow was snatched back into Zhong Limei's hand.

The mute old man looked down at his wound and didn't care. He clenched the long dart in his hand and gave Zhong Limei a dark smile.

This little skin injury had no effect on him, and now he had remembered how powerful Zhong Limei's arrows were.

Next, you won’t give the other party a chance to play!
  Zhong Limei tightened his bow and stared at the mute old man while carefully observing his surroundings.

Since the farmer set up an ambush in this area, then... would this be the only old man?
  Just at this time, a gust of wind blew by, and the hem of Zhong Limei's military uniform was blown loudly, and the leaves on the ground blew past in the wind.

Zhong Limei felt a strong and terrifying pressure.

This pressure is definitely not brought by the old man in front of me... and it is still growing.

Cold sweat fell down drop by drop from Zhong Limei's forehead. Finally, he couldn't hold it back any longer and turned around to shoot an arrow somewhere behind him.

Chasing Wind Arc Arrow!

The arrow pierced the wind and broke the leaves, turned in an arc, and hit the forest on the slope. Tian Hu and Mr. Jin, who had just arrived, were the targets of Zhong Limei's arrow.

Seeing the rapidly approaching arrows, Mr. Jin was about to unsheath his sword, but Tian Hu grinned, raised his hand and pressed down on the opponent's unsheathed sword from a distance.

Then he raised his other hand and faced the wind-chasing arc arrow that was heading towards his face. The invisible internal force stopped the arrow in the air and held it in his palm.

"Hmph! An arrow that can turn?" Tian Hu teased in a contemptuous tone, "So you can predict the flight path of the arrow? It's really interesting!"

"You know what's more interesting?"

"Can you predict your next life or death?"

Tian Hu's tone gradually became ferocious and vicious. With a squeeze of his hand, the arrow made of fine steel was directly twisted into a twist by his internal force from a distance. Finally, with a backhand flick, he returned the twist to Zhong Limei.

Zhong Limei jumped forward to avoid his awkward arrow, and picked up the long sword on the ground.

At the same time, after the 'twist' fell to the ground, it quickly disintegrated into small pieces. It was obvious that Tian Hu had completely destroyed its internal structure with internal force.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Limei's eyes darkened and his face darkened - the enemy's strength was a bit beyond his imagination.

The saying "There is no day in the sky, there are fierce tigers in the fields" cannot be regarded as pure flattery. The strength of Tian Meng and Tian Hu brothers is not bad.

Among them, the elder brother Tian Meng can be regarded as both civil and military, while the younger brother Tian Hu basically relies on his own force to speak.

This strong internal force can be regarded as a sideways display of his strength - the boss and his second son who are dragged every day are not without confidence.

"Mute slave, your hands and feet are too slow, step back!" Tian Hu ordered the mute old man - the mute slave.

The latter nodded and withdrew honestly.

Zhong Limei didn't know Tian Hu because he had never seen him before, but he probably guessed his identity.

"Are you the leader of the peasant bandits?"

Openly sending people to attack the imperial soldiers can indeed directly turn the peasants into bandits.

Tian Hu ignored him, and Mr. Jin took the initiative to ask for a fight, "Second Master, leave this person to me."

Tian Hu glanced at him sideways and did not reject the request. He just asked in a deep voice, "Resolve it quickly. I don't have the patience to waste time here!"

Mr. Jin nodded slightly and walked towards Zhong Limei. Under the intense gaze of the other party, he stopped a dozen steps away and said coldly:
  "Your fate is bad, we are in a hurry, just suffer death!"

His tone was as low and gentle as ever, but his words were full of murderous intent.

After saying that, he pulled out his sword. There was a cold light on the sword's edge. It was indeed not an ordinary sword.

Zhong Limei stared at the other person carefully, his heart gradually rising - the sense of oppression this person gave him was not at all inferior to Tian Hu's.

………………

At Luomapo, where Zhong Limei was attacked, the carriage was still parked on the same spot, covered with scattered arrows - all pulled out by Ah Ci.

Zhang Han stood beside the carriage, and a shadow secret guard came over and asked:
  "General, Lieutenant Zhong Limei seems to have been blocked by farmers again. Should we go to support him?"

"Zhong Limei..." Zhang Han showed a smile and waved his hand in response, "No need."

There should be someone watching over him.

At this time, Bai Tu rushed over on horseback in a panic. Seeing the mess, his face turned pale with fright. He stumbled off his horse, walked a few steps and fell to his knees before Zhang Han.

"I'm late for my humble duty. Please forgive me, General Zhang Han!" Bai Tu knelt on the ground and repeatedly kowtowed in apology, his whole body trembling.

He couldn't help but be afraid. If the Stone of Enlightenment was lost, he couldn't escape his responsibility.

Even if Zhong Limei was the escort vanguard, even if Zhong Limei lost the Yinghuo Stone, he, the leader of the local garrison, still had to bear at least half of the responsibility.

Judging from the importance His Majesty the Emperor attaches to this matter, even if he is only half responsible, it is probably enough to cut him into pieces.

If there was no Zhang Han, he could still try to find someone above him to find a way to throw the blame away and throw himself out.

But now that Zhang Han is here... what will happen to him depends on how Zhang Han plans to deal with him.

Life and death, just one thought!
  Of course Zhang Han would not be polite to him. Faced with Bai Tu's begging for mercy, he glared and scolded in a cold voice:

"The Stone of Enlightenment is lost, Commander Bai, you will not be able to escape the death penalty!"

When Bai Tu heard this, his whole body became weak, and he quickly continued to kowtow and beg for mercy:
  "I didn't expect those thieves to be so rampant! I am willing to accept all punishments. General, please spare my life!"

"Hmph! Punishment?" Zhang Han responded sharply, "The Yinghuo Stone is an important item specially appointed by His Majesty the Emperor. It involves imperial secrets. Your responsibility for losing it is unforgivable!"

"Come here, take him to prison and behead him in public at noon tomorrow to show your military power!"

The shadow secret guard on the side immediately took the order and began to drag Bai Tu aside.

At this time, Bai Tu could only keep shouting for mercy - otherwise, what else could he do? Rebellion?
  He has the courage, but the soldiers under him don't have it yet.

Zhang Han ignored him and watched him being dragged off to prison with a cold eye, some unknown colors flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was planning.

………………

On the other side, Xiaoyaozi, who had a small trial with Xiaomeng, and Gao Jianli, who had failed to persuade Tian Hu, reunited not far from Luoma Slope.

"Mr. Xiaoyao, is everything going well?" Gao Jianli asked first.

Xiaoyaozi stroked his beard and replied slowly, "I had a brief exchange with Junior Sister Xiaomeng. Nothing happened. I'm really sorry for causing you two worries and distractions."

"Mr. Xiaoyao, you're too polite." Gao Jianli said politely, and then asked suspiciously, "As far as I know, doesn't Tianzong always believe in transcending the world and being quiet and inactive?"

"Master Xiaomeng is so aggressive. Doesn't it violate the teachings of the Heavenly Religion?"

Hmm... Xiaoyaozi sighed and said slowly, "This is a big topic to talk about. The two sects of heaven and man have had different philosophies for more than three hundred years, but now there is actually nothing to say about it."

"It's just that Junior Sister Xiaomeng... really makes me a little unsure."

"How do you say this?" Gao Jianli asked with a frown.

"The heaven and the earth are unkind, treating all things as mere dogs." Xiaoyaozi sighed out a sentence from the Tao Te Ching, and then explained, "As far as the human sect is concerned, all living beings are treated equally, and there is no distinction between high and low. We should have compassion for heaven and compassion for others. "

"As far as Tianzong is concerned, the life and death of all living beings is as natural as the alternation of spring and autumn. It is not worthy of joy and sorrow. It is too forgetful of emotion and becomes ruthless."

(End of this chapter)