Final Chapter. Beacon Scroll Sky 51.Serial Meter (7)
said that it was to confess the last words, but in fact, there was nothing to say at all. To be fair, this death match, although the difference in strength between the two sides is extremely large, but the current result is not a face-showing! In addition to charging at the enemy's position, he can also take the opponent by surprise by virtue of the gap between equipment and individual soldier quality; When the noose that had been prepared was sacrificed, it did not cause great damage to the inner prisoners.
With just one cup of tea, thirty-five of the forty-two Imperial Forest soldiers were killed; But what about the more than 500 rebels in the enemy's chaotic palace? If you just look at it with the naked eye, you can't see much change at all!
All the reasons for defeat are just excuses for the losers; And at this critical juncture, it doesn't matter at all; For the remaining seven Imperial Forest Soldiers, the only way to repay the king's favor is to fight to the death and not retreat. Taking advantage of the stunned and frightened eyes of those inner prisoners by the tragic scene at the moment, the remnants of the seven Imperial Forest Army also quickly grabbed the last fighter and slashed their knives. This time, they made a move, picking out those hard bones whose expressions looked more calm and indifferent, and striving to make their own counterattack before death, which could achieve greater strategic effects...
Of course, wearing sixty pounds of loose pattern heavy armor, it is not very convenient to move; Coupled with such a deadly killing and slashing now, I can't even care about adjusting my breathing rate and force rhythm. They all frantically burned their bodies and souls, and at this moment, the last afterglow of their lives bloomed!
Only seven hoplites killed hundreds of enemy troops in the strange scene of retreat, until a dagger from nowhere happened to pierce the armpit of the adjutant general, and the rest was officially drawn; And the direction of this palace rebellion also began with the deputy general on duty falling to the ground and returned to its original trajectory......
Soon, the seven strong men of the Royal Forest Army all fell in a pool of blood; And a middle-aged eunuch with a mustache now walked out of the queue with his chest held high.
"Yan Qinghong! You rebellious minister and thief who killed his father and usurped the country and burned his mother and brother! Now that you're gone, why don't you catch it quickly? ”
From his shrill and piercing voice, it was not difficult to hear that this bearded eunuch was obviously also a master of makeup who was accustomed to using carbon rods. However, before Yan Qinghong could spit on his words, Shen Gui, who was like a broken sack on the threshold, stood up with a "rub":
"Oops...... Lao Tzu really doesn't want to move, every bone in his body is sore, and the cool breeze has been blowing in his joints, and he really wants to be crooked for a while...... But if I listen to your weird farts again, I'm going to have a fucking stomach ......."
Shen Gui scolded the street, while lazily carrying the Spring Rain Sword, leaning over his hips and bowing his head and swaying down the steps, whether it was his posture or pace, including the appearance of one eye with high skin and one eye with low eyelids, he looked like a ruffian and hooligan shopping on the street......
No matter what the group, anyone who is qualified to call the shots is obviously not the kind of fool who can't see the height of his eyebrows; The bearded eunuch looked up and saw a man who looked like a hooligan coming down the steps, and he didn't even want to talk back, and he wasn't even sure who this man was, so he quickly slipped back into the crowd. Of course, people are not cowardly to the end, and after having the protection of the crowd, they immediately shouted hysterically in a voice like a dagger scraping granite:
"Slaughter this little bastard who doesn't talk cleanly! Slaughter! ”
Listening to his tone, it seems that he was kicked by a donkey in his throat and eyes, and it seems that he was pulled back to the clean room by someone in middle age, and suffered a "second stubble sin"!
All veterans have heard of an iron law in the army, which is called military law as big as a mountain. If we compare the difference between the world's first-class strong army and the second-rate local army, the easiest way is to compare the actual effect of the ban on the orders of the two armies. For example, the Flying Bear Army under the command of Yan Chongwu can be called the weapon of the country in the three roads of Youbei; As soon as General Yan Chong's order came out, all the Flying Bear sergeants immediately rushed forward as if they didn't have a head, pouting their cheeks and gritting their back molars, regardless of life and death!
Aren't they afraid of a rain of arrows that cover the sky and the sun? Don't they know that their chests can't stop the enemy's galloping horses? The reason why they are willing to become fools is only because they still have in their hearts a belief that is more important than life, that is, the absurdity of being scorned by those "smart people".
Idealists are not stupid, they just don't want to live just to live.
However, these inner prisoners dare to make trouble with their heads, and I am afraid that everyone has a unique "clear account" in their hearts. However, in their account books, I am afraid that it has nothing to do with major events such as sacrificing one's life for righteousness, family and country. Except for a few young inner prisoners who were really deceived by the Huashen Sect story collection and became real fools; Most of the old fritters are just because the old master can't feed them and plan to join the new owner.
Now that they have chosen to cling to wealth and power, it is impossible for them to ignore their lives. And now this middle-aged eunuch with a beard has obviously issued an order that is contrary to their principles.
Under the order of the leading internal supervisor, except for shouting two or three steps back from the several internal supervisors standing in front, not even a slogan was provoked. Not only did he feel embarrassed, but even Shen Gui felt a little uncomfortable! He had already designed a set of chic and handsome starting moves, but the change between the enemy's tightness and looseness almost missed his waist......
"Oops...... I said, you still can't fight? Yan Lao Er is standing on it, waiting for you with his eyes open! Hurry up and chop the master, we can all make a difference, right! “
“……”
"Hey, why don't you move? They are all gentlemen with seeds...... Get! I didn't say it, so I'd better do it myself......"
After saying a lot of bad words, he turned the long sword in his left hand, and the sword body quickly came out of its sheath! The spring rain of the ancient gods, in this night full of the smell of slaughter and blood, drew a soft halo; Shen Gui felt the heat flow gushing out of the three dantians at the same time, felt the meridians that were originally close to drying up, and was slowly moistened by the soft and warm inner breath, only to feel a sense of rebirth of the glacier thawing and everything recovering!
Today's Shen Gui has gradually forgotten the specific swordsmanship and tricks; He just followed the intuition in his mind and the memory of his body as a guide, and danced the long sword in his hand without hurry. From the perspective of martial arts concepts, in the past, he used to use people to control the sword, and now he uses the sword to control people, although the actual power of the two sword methods cannot distinguish between right and wrong; But at least this kind of sword path is very comfortable for Shen Gui at the moment. This advantage alone was enough to convince him.
At this moment, he didn't have the slightest idea of fighting with the enemy in his heart, let alone carefully planning the landing point of each sword as usual, the path of the next sword dance, and even what tricks the other party had, what grade of blade he held, and whether he could block one of his own swords, it no longer mattered!
He wasn't fighting anyone, he was just using his body movements to respond to the sword in his hand......
This method is born from the heart, people follow the sword way, in the martial arts sword school is not uncommon, can be called both sword performance, can also be called acting moves, often the elders of the division to the new disciples to open their eyes, but also many old martial artists, half practice half self-entertainment of a way of training; There is no essential difference with the meditation of Zen Buddhism and the visualization of Xuanmen.
However, even this kind of loose sword move is not a miracle that these inner prisons can resist! Regardless of the fact that most of them are not from a practicing family, their physical fitness is still inferior to that of ordinary people; Even if there are a few fish who have slipped through the net, they can't be compared with Shen Gui today!
The Spring Rain Sword in Shen Gui's hand seemed to be weak and slow, but it even had a slight effect of luring the enemy! There were a few eunuchs who had the courage to kill with knives, and only a few moments later, they were cut into two pieces along with their knives! Those hard bones, soft bodies, and the top-grade Yanling Knife produced by the Heavenly Workshop, including the Huashen Sect's "Divine Light Iron Clay Armor", failed to bring the slightest sense of obstruction to the Spring Rain Sword! Wherever the blade passed, it cut off all shapes, maintaining an even rhythm and speed, appearing in its path where it should have been!
The reason for the rout and flight of the enemy army in the formation is mostly due to the unacceptably high casualty figures; And fighting with martial arts masters, most of the reasons for the rout are despair! In the face of martial arts masters of this level, these eunuchs really have nowhere to start, and they can't see a chance to win at all! As for the noose that just brought down the forty-two Royal Forest Army, even the blades of other people's swords can't get around, it's a useless thing at all!
At this point in the war, the inner supervisors showed excellent tacit understanding with each other. The bearded chief eunuch coquettishly called out one familiar name after another, and scolded the other party for quickly leading his "brothers" to kill the thief; And he and the other three small leaders have inadvertently retreated to the outermost part of the battle circle......
Shen Gui didn't say anything big about Yan Qinghong, the combat quality of these internal prisoners was far inferior to that of the ruffians and hooligans on the street! If it weren't for the fact that they had been taught by the masters in advance, those forty Imperial Forest Soldiers, with their invulnerable loose pattern heavy armor, would have easily cut down these hundreds of rebel swords in less than half an hour! Now against the top master Shen Gui, their little tricks are no longer of any use; Relying only on the advantage of being outnumbered and overwhelming, it can't make any impact at all!
If it weren't for the fact that they were already desperate, then at this moment, the four culprits who planned the palace change would have already fled!
After all, their miss, not only did they have Yan Qinghong, the living king of Hades, in the palace; Outside the palace, there is also their new master, who is waiting for their group of eunuchs who have betrayed their master, to show their abilities......
There are thousands of masters in this world, and I have never heard of anyone who specializes in collecting waste!