The Romance of the Famous Marshals of the Early Tang Dynasty Li Jichuan

Chapter 50: Breaking the Xuanxiang Array

Shan Xiongxin urged the jujube red horse to come to the front of the formation, and rushed into the circle formation surrounded by eighteen middle-aged monks wearing brown robes along the opening that rushed in the direction of Wagangzhai.

More than five feet away from the old monk with white eyebrows, Shan Xiongxin tightened the reins of the horse, and the jujube red horse stopped.

The old monk with white eyebrows shouted loudly: "Come and get your name known."

Shan Xiongxin shouted loudly: "I am Shan Xiongxin, the second master of Wagangzhai, who are you, senior monk?"

The old monk with white eyebrows shouted loudly: "The poor monk is the Hongdao Zen master of the Luohan Hall of the Shaolin Temple."

Shan Xiongxin asked loudly: "Zen Master Hongdao, may I ask, do you want to fight on horses or on foot to break your formation?"

The old monk with white eyebrows replied loudly: "The second is in charge, horse warfare and foot combat are fine."

Shan Xiongxin looked at the eighteen middle-aged monks in brown robes, each carrying an arhat stick in his hand. I thought in my heart: If these eighteen middle-aged monks all use Luohan sticks to beat the jujube red horse, it will be difficult for the jujube red horse to dodge, and it will still fight on foot.

Thinking of this, Shan Xiongxin shouted loudly: "Zen Master Hongdao, I will break your formation with foot combat."

The old monk with white eyebrows shouted loudly: "The second master, please dismount."

Shan Xiongxin urged the jujube red horse, and along the opening that rushed in the direction of Wagangzhai, a circle formation of eighteen middle-aged monks wearing brown robes appeared.

Shan Xiongxin raised his legs, took off the golden nail jujube yang lance from the bird's wing ring, jumped off the horse, carried the golden nail jujube yang lance in his right hand, and strode towards the circle formation surrounded by eighteen middle-aged monks wearing brown robes, walked a few steps and suddenly remembered something, turned around, beckoned to the Wagangzhai army formation, and then made a horse-leading action, and then turned around, along the opening in the direction of Wagangzhai, rushed into the circle formation surrounded by eighteen middle-aged monks wearing brown robes.

Zhai Rang saw: Shan Xiongxin beckoned to the Wagangzhai army formation, and then made a movement to lead the horse.

Zhai Rang shouted loudly: "Pro-soldiers, go and lead the horse for the second master."

A pro-soldier responded, "Yes." Quickly ran to Shan Xiongxin's jujube red horse, stretched out his right hand and held the jujube red horse.

Shan Xiongxin rushed behind the circle of eighteen middle-aged monks in brown robes.

The circle array rushed to the opening in the direction of Wagangzhai, and the three middle-aged monks wearing brown robes on the left and the three middle-aged monks wearing brown robes on the right ran to the middle, and the circle array surrounded by eighteen middle-aged monks wearing brown robes quickly became one.

The old monk with white eyebrows was in the middle of the circle array, waving the arhat stick in his hand, and the eighteen middle-aged monks wearing brown robes walked back and forth according to the pre-agreed statement, and the circle array turned into a square array for a while, and a long array for a while.

Shan Xiongxin turned around in the circle formation, carefully looking for a gap to break through, but seeing which position was the same, he thought about it: it is more advantageous to break through in the direction of the Wagangzhai military array, thinking of this, he raised the golden nail jujube yang lance and rushed towards the direction of the Wagangzhai military array, and the three middle-aged monks wearing brown robes on the opposite side raised their arhat sticks to parry. Without paying attention, Shan Xiongxin's back was hit with an arhat stick.

Five rounds later, Shan Xiongxin received an arhat stick on his back, shoulders, and thighs.

After Zhai Rang saw it, he thought to himself, as he said beforehand: This Condor Dart Game uses a wheel battle, and the four of us take turns to fight. Now, only I, Zhai Rang, haven't fought for a while, thinking of this, I turned my head and shouted loudly: "Captain Zhao."

Captain Zhao heard the shout, ran quickly to Zhai Rang's side, and asked loudly, "What are the commands?"

Zhai Rang pointed at Xu Maogong (Li Ji) with his hand, and instructed: "Captain Zhao, I will help the second master break the formation, and all the big and small things here must be under the command of this distinguished guest."

Captain Zhao replied loudly: "The big one is in charge, and the small one obeys the order."

Zhai Rang said to Xu Maogong (Li Ji): "Virtuous brother, there is a virtuous brother here to command, and I will help the two masters break the formation."

Xu Maogong (Li Ji) said: "If you are in charge, be more careful."

Zhai Rang raised his legs, took off the three-strand Tuotian fork from the bird's wing ring, urged the war horse to gallop to the front of the battle, ran to Shan Xiongxin's jujube red horse, jumped off the horse, handed over the reins of the war horse to the soldiers, and carried the three-strand Tuotian fork in his right hand, and rushed into the circle formation surrounded by eighteen middle-aged monks wearing brown robes.

The old monk with white eyebrows shouted loudly: "Come and get your name known."

Zhai Rang shouted loudly: "I am Zhai Rang, the big boss of Wagangzhai, may I ask who you are, senior monk?"

The old monk with white eyebrows shouted loudly: "The poor monk is the Hongdao Zen master of the Luohan Hall of the Shaolin Temple."

Shan Xiongxin saw Zhai Rang enter the circle formation surrounded by eighteen middle-aged monks wearing brown robes. shouted loudly: "Big boss, this formation is very difficult to break."

Zhai Rang shouted: "The second master, I will break the formation with you." After speaking, Zhai Rang rushed to Shan Xiongxin's side, stood back to back with Shan Xiongxin, held the three-strand Tiancha with both hands, and stabbed at the middle-aged monk in a brown robe on the opposite side, and the three middle-aged monks in brown robes on the opposite side raised their arhat sticks to parry.

The two sides fought for five more rounds, Zhai Rang's shoulder and thigh were each hit with an arhat stick, and Shan Xiongxin was hit by an arhat stick on his left rib.

Xu Maogong (Li Ji) turned his head and shouted, "Captain Zhao."

Captain Zhao heard the shout, ran quickly to Xu Maogong (Li Ji), and asked loudly, "Honorable guest, what are your orders?"

Xu Maogong (Li Ji) shouted loudly: "Captain Zhao, if you continue to fight like this, the two leaders will suffer a big loss, hurry up and withdraw your troops."

Captain Zhao shouted loudly, "Mingjin retreats."

The gong sounded.

Zhai Rang heard the gong sound, and shouted loudly: "Great monk, our Mingjin has withdrawn the troops, quickly order to stop."

The old monk with white eyebrows was in the middle of the circle array, waving the arhat stick in his hand, and eighteen middle-aged monks wearing brown robes put away the arhat stick and stood with their hands down.

Xu Maogong (Li Ji) urged the big white horse to gallop towards the front of the formation, and came to the circle of eighteen middle-aged monks in brown robes. shouted loudly: "The two masters, please go back to the camp to rest, I will break the formation."

The old monk with white eyebrows raised the arhat stick in his hand into the air and shouted, "Give way."

Six middle-aged monks in brown robes with their backs to the direction of Wagangzhai, three ran to the left and three to the right, making way for a way.

Zhai Rang and Shan Xiongxin strode out of the circle formation surrounded by eighteen middle-aged monks wearing brown robes along the opening that rushed in the direction of Wagangzhai. came to Xu Maogong (Li Ji).

Xu Maogong (Li Ji) raised his legs, took off the gossip silk spear from the bird's wing ring, jumped off the horse, and said with a smile: "The two masters, please go back to the camp to rest, and I will break the formation."

Shan Xiongxin took the reins of the big white horse and whispered, "Be careful."

Xu Maogong (Li Ji) smiled and said, "Thank you." After speaking, carrying the gossip silk spear in his right hand, he rushed into the circle formation surrounded by eighteen middle-aged monks wearing brown robes along the opening in the direction of Wagangzhai.

The circle array rushed to the opening in the direction of Wagangzhai, and the three middle-aged monks wearing brown robes on the left and the three middle-aged monks wearing brown robes on the right ran to the middle, and the circle array surrounded by eighteen middle-aged monks wearing brown robes quickly became one.

The old monk with white eyebrows was in the middle of the circle array, waving the arhat stick in his hand, and the eighteen middle-aged monks wearing brown robes ran back and forth according to the pre-agreed statement, and the circle array turned into a square array for a while, and a long array for a while.

Xu Maogong (Li Ji) took a big step with his right leg in front of him, drew an arc with his left leg and followed, clenched the gossip silk gun with both hands, and shook it for a while, and the three middle-aged monks in brown robes on the opposite side saw Xu Maogong (Li Ji) easily win three times in a row, and his courage was a little weak, and he raised the Luohan stick, but he didn't dare to smash it down.

Xu Maogong (Li Ji) heard a noise behind him, turned his head sharply, and three middle-aged monks in brown robes behind him raised their arhat sticks and threw them at him.

Xu Maogong (Li Ji) wrapped the gossip around the silk gun and threw it hard to the right, and the arhat sticks of three middle-aged monks in brown robes floated to the right.

Xu Maogong (Li Ji) pushed his arms back, and the barrel of the gossip silk wrapped around the spear pointed to the "period gate acupoint" in the sixth intercostal space under the chest of the middle-aged monk wearing a brown robe in the middle.

With a "bang", the middle-aged monk in the middle wearing a brown robe was under the front chest, and the "period gate point" in the sixth intercostal space was hit.

The middle-aged monk in the middle wearing a brown robe was hit by the "period gate acupoint", and half of his body was sore.

Xu Maogong (Li Ji) turned around, clenched the gossip silk rifle with his left hand, and flew up with his right foot to kick the abdomen of a middle-aged monk wearing a brown robe in the middle of his body that was already half sore.

The middle-aged monk in the brown robe in the middle was kicked out, flew more than a foot away, fell heavily to the ground, and couldn't get up.

At this time, Zhai Rang walked to Shan Xiongxin's side and said in a low voice: "Second master, we will definitely win this battle, I will go back to the Wagang army camp to watch the enemy's formation."

Shan Xiongxin said: "Big boss, I'll watch the battle here."

Zhai Rang smiled, took the reins of the war horse from his own soldiers, flew on the horse, rode the war horse, and returned to the Wagang army camp.

The big formation of the old monk with white eyebrows is a group of three people on the front, Xu Maogong (Li Ji) is the temporary team leader, the main attacker, one person next to the main attacker on the left, and one person next to the main attacker on the right, assisting from the left and right, these three people are a temporary attack group on the front.

In this big array, the back of the three people as a group, the person who is facing Xu Maogong (Li Ji) in the back, is the temporary team leader, is the main attacker, the left side is next to the main attacker, the right side is next to the main attacker, from the left and right side of the assist, these three people are the back of a temporary attack group.

In the front and back, two temporary attack groups, a total of six middle-aged monks in brown robes, flanked from the front and back, and the people who broke the formation were easily hit by the arhat sticks of the six middle-aged monks in brown robes, and this formation was very difficult to break.

Six rounds later, six middle-aged monks in brown robes were kicked out by Xu Maogong (Li Ji), and three middle-aged monks in brown robes were hit by acupuncture points and could not move.

The remaining nine middle-aged monks in brown robes were stunned by the tragic situation in front of them, and only walked back and forth in place, and no one dared to attack.

The old monk with white eyebrows shouted loudly: "Immortal, the poor monk has admitted defeat."